Jiu Jiu, who was climbing Mount Tai at night to watch the sunrise, was suddenly hit by thunder and drought, and his soul was transported to the zombie world. When he opened his eyes, he saw Uncle Jiu with a unibrow and a square face.
Uncle Master, I don't know whether my Tiangang Five Thunder Palm is stronger or weaker than your Lightning Thunder Fist? It's so hard to guess.
Damn you, so brave!
Give me a powerful Vajra Palm move!
Oh, what a hard bone!
"The Lightning Mother and the Thunder Lord, use your magical power to help me get rid of evil spirits. Boom, boom, boom, boom! I am following the order of the Supreme Lord!"
"Thunder comes!"
