The Little Beauty Had Turned Bald

The Wu Yun in the sky had never met such a strange person. Even if some other mighty figures could withstand several bolts of lightning, they should be sitting cross-legged and meditating, as if they were facing a great enemy. When had it ever met a strange one who was not afraid but was jumping around happily?!

The Wu Yun was getting a little competitive!

It had to protect the dignity of their Heavenly Lightning. No matter what, It had to kill this scourge today!

Therefore, the thunder kept on rumbling. One after another, Heavenly Lightning bolts struck down towards Yun Chujiu.

Although the Heavenly Lightning was much thicker than the Heavenly Lightning in the Azure Mystic Continent, it did not matter to Yun Chujiu. The more lightning struck, the better. It was easier to scare the Tigers.