In an instant, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and the rivers rolled back.

Under such a violent and high-energy impact, the entire vast land was like a turbulent sea, bumping up and down continuously, setting off waves of turbid earth up to a hundred feet high, rumbling across wider mountains and rivers in all directions.

And high up in the sky, Chen Sanyu stopped his galloping pace and slowly hung in the sea of ​​thunderstorm clouds, looking down at the huge black hole like a crater below.

At this moment, at the bottom of the almost molten cave with a diameter of several thousand feet, I saw a female cultivator whose clothes were torn and covered with mottled traces of carbonization, but most of her snow-white skin was also exposed. She looked exquisite and embossed, and was very fragrant.

He was panting and groaning.

However, this feeling and scene could not cause Chen Sanyu to have any mood swings.

Because he has long since broken away from the so-called gender perspective and does not care about the so-called worldly love.

In his eyes, all intelligent beings in the world, except for his people, are enemies.

"Ten thousand thunderbolts didn't even kill you?"

Chen Sanyu smiled in surprise, "It doesn't matter, let's do another ten thousand, thirty thousand, or one hundred thousand."

at this time……

"No! Don't!"

In the scorched pit on the ground, Qingjingzi raised his head with difficulty and looked up at the dim sky that was thundering endlessly. He screamed and wailed, "Please... please save my life... I wish..."

"Hehehe."

Listening to the pleading coming from the ground, Chen Sanyu, who was suspended in the heavy thunderclouds, just smiled indifferently, and then slowly raised his thick palm, pretending to attract the thick clouds rolling above with endless thunderstorms, and suddenly struck down.

Pointing his arms downward, he shouted:

"hack!"

At this moment, the boundless thunderclouds in the vast sky were like a group of tamed wild beasts under Chen Sanyu's will.

In an instant, thousands of thunders roared together, as if the gods were destroying the evil world. Thousands of thunderstorms, even thicker and bigger than before, struck down the boundless land mercilessly.

"no no……"

In the scorched pit on the ground, Qingjingzi raised his head and looked at the thousands of true thunders crashing down from high in the sky. His beautiful eyes widened with fear and tears overflowed, "Please forgive me..."

Before she could finish her words, thousands of giant thunders tore through the sky, howling and roaring, covering the entire land where they were located.

Boom boom boom boom!!!

Each of these nearly ten thousand giant thunders is as thick as a hundred feet, almost like a dragon in the heaven that sparks violent lightning. It roars and swoops down, ruthlessly plowing through the vast expanse of rock and soil, tearing apart the mountains, destroying the vast sea of ​​​​forests, and evaporating.

A mighty river.

Boom boom boom boom!!!

Under the raging force of thousands of thunders, even the thick, thousands-mile-long earth turned into an endless expanse of fragile paper, a mess that was bombarded, burned, and hacked.

Click click click!!!

The bombing continues.

With the deafening roar, thousands of miles of mountains collapsed into hundreds and thousands of pieces, the mighty rivers dried up into dry river beds, the towering giant cities were burned into scorched earth ruins, and even the thousands of miles of land were endlessly destroyed by the endless whips of lightning.

Trembling and shaking, large areas were cracked.

At this moment, both the mortals and the innate end were all turned into wisps of fragile dust under the lightning, quickly evaporating and disappearing without meaning.

Finally, when the last giant thunder raged and exhausted, the trembling and trembling in all directions gradually subsided.

The female cultivator Qing Jingzi, who was the main target of the bombardment, was also turned into an ugly, lifeless and charred corpse under the bombardment of thousands of thunders, scattered across the vast land without any sense of beauty.

No, there is no earth now.

There are only large tracts of desolate wasteland covered with scorched marks but without a trace of life.

This vast wasteland created by Chen Sanyu is vast, thousands of miles in size, and covers almost 50% of the territory of the Wei Dynasty.

So I don't know how many mortals died in this world-destroying thunderstorm.

Swish——

With a flash of red light, Chen Sanyu's figure appeared in a corner of the wasteland, and he turned his head indifferently and looked around, as if he was looking for something.

Then his eyes lit up, and with a wave of his hand, he pulled out a withered black head with half of the spine from under the scorched earth a hundred feet away.

Yes, this is the last remnant of Qingjingzi.

"very good."

Chen Sanyu grabbed half of the female cultivator's spine with his hands, and turned her blackened skull around in a circle. He chuckled, "A 'Xianzhen' from the upper realm that withstood the bombardment of thousands of thunders and died of great pain, is

It’s a good material for refining ghosts.”
Chapter completed!