The fourth level of the Perfected One Heavenly Tribulation accumulated.
Blue lightning intertwined and condensed into a gigantic beam of light that descended from the skies and smashed onto Su Zimo.
Against the fourth level of the Perfected One Heavenly Tribulation, Su Zimo still did not choose to use any divine powers, secret skills or divine weapons. He closed his eyes the entire time and bathed in lightning, tempering his body with the Heavenly Tribulation.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Thunder rumbled deafeningly.
Under the continuous bombardment, in the blink of an eye, the ninth Heavenly Tribulation of the fourth level had already condensed.
In the sky above the valley, an azure sea had already formed and surged, as though it wanted to destroy everything in the world. It washed over the figure in the middle of the valley continuously, wanting to destroy it.