The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 208 Wuji Holy Land
With a whoosh, a ray of immortal golden light passed through the void, and with a loud bang, it easily tore apart the light shield held up by the saint and penetrated into it.

That kind of domineering power is enough to kill gods and Buddhas.

The body of the Vajra Bodhisattva from the Great Leiyin Temple, a powerful saint-level master, was directly shattered.

It was just like facing a violent dragon, with no ability to fight back at all.

It's incredible.

The remaining saints roared together, fully unleashing the majesty of the saint level, summoning their own holy soldiers to attack together.

However, this golden divine light took the lead and defeated them one by one.

Bang bang bang.

After several holy weapons collided with him, cracks appeared on them one after another.

The brilliant golden light that burst out blew up the bodies of the eight saints almost in the blink of an eye, and took away the saintly blood essence of most of them.

Then it turned into a golden light, tore through the void, and instantly disappeared into the outer space.

The eight saint-level masters recovered their bodies with great difficulty, their faces looking pale.

They looked at each other in bewilderment. Now the eight saints were actually defeated by a weapon!
You must know that in this age when the great way is not obvious, the saints are such a high-end fighting force, so high up on the world!
I didn't expect that I would be beaten to a pulp by the Great Sage's weapon resurrected by the weapon god!

"Even a revived holy soldier shouldn't be this powerful!"

"Could it be that it is actually a Holy Spirit?"

"Yes, it is very likely the Holy Spirit transformed from Dao Jie Gold!"

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The people of Haiyue Holy Land naturally also saw the war that broke out in the outer space through their all-seeing eyes.

The golden divine bell automatically flew back to where Xiao Ping'an was, and turned into a small bell about an inch tall, shining with golden light.

Everyone looked at Xiao Ping'an playing with it, and then looked at the golden bell that looked like a small bell, and they were all stunned. . .

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Now that Xiao Ping'an has such a magical holy weapon, his safety is guaranteed and he feels he can go out again.

He went as soon as he said he would. After some planning, Xiao Ping'an quickly selected more than a dozen ancient sites.

After saying hello to Li Xinghe, Xiao Ping'an sent another message to the Holy Lord of Haiyue.

Then he and the two elders Lu Wushuang and Ye Qiu took out the white jade platform and teleported away.

In the following period of time, Xiao Ping'an boldly went with the two supreme elders to various ancient ruins to continuously comprehend the charm of the Tao.

That day, they unknowingly arrived at the northernmost edge of Luzhou.

Further north is the vast North Sea and countless islands.

Xiao Ping'an came here because there was a site here that was suddenly destroyed by someone three thousand years ago.

It was once an extremely powerful holy place. According to Xiao Ping'an's idea, there should still be countless great spiritual charms remaining, which is worth coming here to carefully appreciate.

This site is obviously different from the other sites Xiao Ping'an visited along the way.

Other ancient sites were destroyed so thoroughly that they are basically in ruins with only some broken walls left.

Although this site is very dilapidated, the spiritual energy underground is still surging, and the dragon veins of the emperor are still very active.

These majestic mountains, one after another, are like giant dragons.

The ancient trees are towering, and the thick old vines are as big as mountains.

An ancient and mysterious breath of time is flowing, mixed with an inexplicable charm of the great way.

Xiao Pingan flew high into the sky, opened his divine eyes, and was shocked to see huge dragons lurking in the mountains, majestic, magnificent and grand.

"What a great land of dragons!"

"There are active dragon veins everywhere underground. This place is invaluable."

"This piece of land that reaches the sky will surely give birth to one ancient holy land after another, and one saint after another!"

"How could such an ancient holy place, which should have been passed down for a long time, be destroyed?" Xiao Ping'an was also full of questions.

More than three thousand years ago, this extremely prosperous holy land suddenly encountered a shocking change. It was shrouded in endless black fog, causing countless casualties.

This is the site of the Wuji Holy Land.

Now it has completely fallen into ruin and is too desolate, becoming a habitat for wolves, insects, tigers and leopards.

But in Xiao Ping'an's eyes it was different. In a trance, he saw endless dragon energy from the earth, running through the sky and the earth.

The scene of thousands of dragons leaping up from the dragon veins of the earth is truly amazing.

Xiao Ping'an felt that this place was no worse than the Haiyue Holy Land's cultivation environment.

Even more powerful than the Sea Moon Holy Land.

Normally speaking, such a good place would definitely be occupied or divided up by the major holy places.

This place is enough to serve as the foundation of a holy place and rebuild a powerful holy place.

But now it is in ruins, with broken walls everywhere.

"Wuji Holy Land is a good place, but I heard that there are a lot of strange things here, otherwise other holy lands would have occupied it long ago!" Lu Wushuang said.

"Yes, I heard that there are still powerful saints here who are suspected to be alive. They appear here every once in a while. Once a powerful saint wanted to occupy this place by force, but was eventually scared away by a white-haired old man!" Ye Qiu said.

I didn't expect that there is someone here who I can't afford to offend. Could he be a survivor of the Wuji Holy Land?
But now that things have passed, why not rebuild the Wuji Holy Land?
Since he was able to survive, it meant that he had both strength and luck. Isn't it his responsibility to restore the Wuji Holy Land?

Xiao Pingan shook his head.

Everyone has their own ideas, and Xiao Ping'an doesn't understand so he just stops thinking about it.

He came here this time to comprehend the charm of the Tao. There is no point thinking about anything else.

"No wonder no one dares to occupy such a good place. Instead, it has become a paradise for wolves, insects, tigers and leopards." Xiao Ping'an said: "In this case, let's go and comprehend the charm of the Great Dao."

Judging from the black fog that covered the Wuji Holy Land that year, something strange must have happened here.

Could it be that there was a conflict with the masters of the underworld?
Just like the Changsheng Temple, it suppresses the Ming Ridge. It is said that there is unspeakable horror under the Ming Ridge.

Could it be that the Dark Ridge was once the entrance to the underworld?

Although the major holy places did not occupy this place, almost all valuable things here were looted.

Whether it was the stone tablets or the palaces with Taoist patterns, they were all razed to the ground and taken away.

But even so, there are still countless divine patterns of the great way imprinted in the void.

People like Xiao Ping'an who have super strong perception abilities can still obtain the desired charm of the Tao here.

Xiao Ping'an settled down here.

Time passed day by day, until one full-moon night, when suddenly another amazing scene happened.

I saw the ground shaking and a terrible earthquake suddenly occurred.

All the flowers, plants and trees were shaking violently, and the entire mountain range seemed to be about to collapse.

The dragon vein hidden underground suddenly seemed to be frightened, and thousands of giant dragons leaped up.

(End of this chapter)