The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 279: The Holy Lord of Langhuan is Dead
Everyone was shocked. So many experts went together to explore the so-called tomb of the emperor, but such an accident happened.

The two supreme elders were teleported away in a hurry, leading a group of saints.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

"There is actually a mysterious little world in Luoxing River!"

"Will it be the Ancient Ancestor King who will be born?"

"Ji Dade definitely did this on purpose, we must catch him and kill him!"

"Will our Holy Lord and the Supreme Elder be okay?"

"If there is serious damage to our holy land, Ji Dade, don't think twice!"

Everyone was shocked and angry when they heard this, and at the same time they were worried about the elders in the sect.

"Holy Son of Peace, it's a good thing we didn't go there, otherwise we would have to suffer there too!"

"I heard that it is the dragon clan's nest! It is said to be a branch of the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest! These ancient royal families are not to be trifled with!"

Lu Wushuang and Ye Qiu were somewhat glad that Xiao Pingan stopped them.

Xiao Ping'an was also very shocked when he heard the news.

He didn't expect that at this time there was a branch of the Wanlongchao on Ziwei Star, which had been stationed in Luoxing River on Ziwei Star for a long time.

There is a legend about the Falling Star River 50,000 years later. It is said that a real dragon was born in the Falling Star River, and that towering ancient tree could never become a demon, so it was smashed to pieces by lightning.

Xiao Ping'an couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the real dragon that was born in the Luoxing River in the legend was the dragon girl of the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest in later generations?
After all, the True Dragon Immortality Medicine was born from Ziwei Star, and it is very likely that it appeared in Luoxing River for the first time.

At this time, the True Dragon Immortality Elixir had already been transplanted to the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest on the Big Dipper and fell into the control of the Henren Emperor.

This time everyone is destined to be disappointed, don't even think about getting the real dragon's elixir of immortality.

About half a day later, several families with quasi-emperor weapons and the Holy Lord of Guanghan Palace rescued those people. Of course, at least 80% of them died.

There were really heavy casualties.

The Holy Lord of the Ice Demon Palace died. The Ice Demon Holy Lord, a genius of his generation, was swallowed up by the ancient creatures there, and no trace of his body was left.

The owner of Baihu Manor also died. The White Tiger King, a generation of demon king, who had just become the owner of the manor, was gone.

The deputy leader of the Demon Cult, who was going to take over from the leader next year and officially become the new leader, is gone.

The supreme elder of Changsheng Temple is gone.

The owner of Poseidon Island is gone.

The two golden arhats of the Great Leiyin Temple are gone.

The two imperial uncles of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty are gone.

The three Golden Crow Princes of the Fusang Sacred Tree Kingdom are gone.

. . . . . .

There are too many famous masters to count, and as for the other independent practitioners, there are even more of them.

At least twenty Kings of the Slaying Dao died this time.

What surprised Xiao Ping'an was that among the fallen people was the Holy Lord of the Langhuan Holy Land.

The old Saint Lord Langhuan was always worried that the Holy Land of Haiyue would annex the blessed land of Langhuan, and he openly and secretly obstructed the marriage between the Holy Son of Haiyue and the Holy Daughter of Langhuan.

Now that they heard that the old Saint Lord Langhuan had died, Xiao Pingan, Lu Wushuang, and Ye Qiu all smiled in tacit understanding.

The biggest obstacle to the marriage has been removed, and the marriage between Saint Son Haiyue and Saint Maiden Langhuan may be put on the agenda in the near future.

As for the Langhuan Holy Land, it might become a training ground for Haiyue disciples in the near future. Although what Ji Dade did was a bit unethical, it must be said that he helped Haiyue Holy Land.

The Holy Land of Haiyue is plotting to take over the Holy Land of Langhuan. Although they don't say it out loud, they have been encroaching upon it silently in secret. Some things don't need to be brought to the table; it's enough for everyone to understand it.

These strong men who escaped back in a panic were covered in wounds.

Xiao Ping'an looked at the unlucky Lord of the Underworld, who only brought back a head. On the head, densely packed runes of the Great Dao were flashing. It was obvious that if he wanted to restore his body, he had to clear these runes first.

It will probably take the Netherworld Saint Lord half a year to recover his strength. This time he has suffered a great loss and was seriously injured.

"This Ji Dade is really immoral!" Lu Wushuang sighed.

"We have screwed so many holy places and noble families this time, and made such a big enemy. I'm afraid the Ji family's reputation will be in vain. There is really no way to resolve this hatred!"

Lu Wushuang and Ye Qiu were horrified when they saw the heavy casualties among the holy land and the aristocratic families.

This Ji Dade is really prone to causing trouble. Fortunately, he has no involvement with the Haiyue Holy Land. If this happened in the Haiyue Holy Land, Ji Dade would definitely not be able to save himself, and the Haiyue Holy Land would also be held accountable.

But even if this happened to the Ji family, it would still be a catastrophic disaster. Although they could withstand it, it would inevitably damage the Ji family's prestige and reputation.

Xiao Ping'an said with a smile: "Ji Dade is both good and evil. These people treat him as a soft persimmon and think he has no backing."

"Now we have hit a hard nail."

"I don't know if the Ji family will do their best to protect us this time, but no matter what, there will be a bloody battle!"

Ji Dade was a man who robbed tombs everywhere, but in the process he also made friends with many extraordinary people who protected and supported him either openly or secretly.

Coupled with Ji Dade's practice, it can be said that he has unlimited potential.

Not only is his cultivation progress very fast, but he is also very powerful. Many people don't know that he is a Heavenly Venerate who has transformed himself into a cultivator. They just think that he is a genius with the potential to become an emperor.

Even the Ji family thinks so, believing that Ji Dade has great investment value and is worth looking forward to in the future.

Ji Dade traveled among the major holy places and aristocratic families, and was very successful because of his thick skin and black heart.

Especially his secret art of finding dragons is unrivaled on Ziwei Star.

Originally, he and Xiao Nannan practiced and traveled together, and they lived a very good life. However, during this grand event at Guanghan Palace, Xiao Nannan was suddenly mistaken for the elixir of immortality, and Ji Dade became a rat that everyone wanted to kill.

Xiao Ping'an looked at the entire Guanghan Palace which was in an uproar.

"We must capture Ji Dade and beat him to pieces!"

"If we don't put his soul in purgatory for a while, we will never be able to get rid of the hatred in our hearts!"

"Where is Ji Dade hiding?"

"Who has any news about Ji Dade? Do you know where he is?"

"Holy Lord, your death was so unjust. We must use Ji Dade's head to commemorate you!"

Those holy masters and supreme elders who died unexpectedly, their followers and disciples cried bitterly.

Those who were able to come along to train together all had some relationship with the Saint Clan or the Supreme Elder, whether it was a blood relationship or a true disciple. This was definitely a major blow to the backers behind them.

Ji Dade was indeed very shrewd. After cheating everyone, he did not dare to come back, but slipped away quietly.

As for those who talked and laughed with him, they hurriedly distanced themselves from him, claiming that they were just acquaintances or casual acquaintances and were not familiar with Ji Dade at all.

As a result, the little girl became an unattended wild child in the hall.

At this time, little Nannan had been firmly guarded by the disciples of the deceased Holy Lord or Supreme Elder.

There was one white-haired supreme elder in particular, who put the little girl on the table in front of him and watched her closely, as if he wanted to slap her to death if they had a disagreement.

(End of this chapter)