"Daoist, it's your turn. That young friend from before is so heroic at such a young age. You shouldn't be hiding and not advance, right? You should also search for your own fortuitous encounter," Huo Yunkong said with a cold smile.
His lips opened, wanting to say something to beg for mercy, but in the end, he gave up because he did not want to die.
He could only take a trembling step forward.
This cultivator was very lucky. Nothing happened to his first step. The surroundings were very quiet with the flickering light, and no lightning appeared. However, when he took his second step, a problem occurred. Immediately, the surrounding lightning shook and flashed!
In the blink of an eye, that cultivator was struck by the lightning light to become dry and charred. Blood flowed, and his body and soul were shattered!