The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 521: Destroy the Heavenly Wolf and Reclaim the Divine Land
At this time, the strong men of Beidou Star, whether they were human or demon, were all shocked after observing through the Tongtian Dharma Eye.

They didn't expect that the Taixu Ancient Dragon was so powerful and was actually chasing after the Heavenly Wolf Saint.

The demons were naturally worried, and the humans were naturally excited. After all, in their view, this was a dog-eat-dog fight.

Although it seems a bit magical that Taixu Ancient Dragon Half-Saint is chasing a powerful demon saint, it is true.

The noise of their fighting became louder and louder, and more and more masters of the human and demon races knew about it. They all opened their omnipotent eyes and watched the battle on the Beidou Space Saint Battlefield.

"This Heavenly Wolf Saint has actually become the Saint King!"

"The Ancient Taixu Dragon is actually chasing a powerful Saint King. Am I seeing things right?"

"This battle will definitely go down in history!"

"The Heavenly Wolf Saint has lost face!"

"Yes, this is an unfair victory. If I lose, my corpse will really be recorded in history!"

All the masters of Beidou were extremely shocked.

As for those who had a grudge against Tianlang, they were extremely excited and were looking forward to the exciting scene.

In the saints' battlefield in the Beidou space, Taixu Ancient Dragon had no scruples. He merged with the Toad Seal and smashed towards the Sirius Saint fiercely.

Rumble.

The Sirius Saint was unable to dodge, and most of his precious Great Saint Armor was broken into pieces. Most of his body was also broken into pieces.

"Taixu Ancient Dragon!"

The Sirius Saint was furious and spoke with gnashing teeth. His immense hatred had almost become material.

Taixu Ancient Dragon said in a cold voice: "You old thief, just go to hell!"

Without any hesitation, the Toad Seal smashed directly up.

The terrifying quasi-emperor law smashed the body of the Heavenly Wolf Saint into pieces. Countless quasi-emperor auras filled the air, completely destroying the spirit and body of the Heavenly Wolf Saint.

The Saint King is very powerful, but he is still not as good as the Quasi-Emperor Divine Weapon.

The divine power in the Taixu Ancient Dragon's body had been almost exhausted, but fortunately, he managed to completely destroy the Sirius Saint before it was completely consumed.

You know, this quasi-emperor divine weapon, even if it uses the power of stars and other energies, will always consume some of the energy of the Taixu Ancient Dragon.

The energy consumed by the quasi-emperor divine weapon is astonishing.

Taixu Ancient Dragon breathed a sigh of relief. After he recovered some energy, he flew back to Beidou Star with the Toad Seal.

He used the Toad Seal to dig out the sacred land of the Sirius clan and the countless natural treasures, and stored them into the space.

It became the fourth piece of sacred land in the hands of the Taixu Ancient Dragon, laying a solid foundation for the establishment of the New Haiyue Holy Land.

. . . . . .

Beidou Nanling.

The sacred land of primitive tribes.

Rumble.

Finally, what was supposed to come finally came.

A powerful demon saint has descended here, and an overwhelming aura of saint is surging, without any concealment.

The entire barbarian tribe was on high alert.

A demon saint with deer horns on his head and divine light surrounding his body strode forward.

Wherever he passed, all the barbarians bowed down uncontrollably.

This is the pressure from the saint level, and practitioners below the saint level simply cannot bear it.

This powerful saint walked forward, and the ground was filled with the sound of thumping feet. The strong and stubborn primitive man was forced to kneel on the ground by his breath.

The power of the saint is irresistible.

It was obvious that this powerful saint did it on purpose.

He sneered and said, "The tacit understanding between the human race and the demon race in the war, the forces dispatched have always been controlled by the saints, and everyone also has the purpose of training, so no one said much."

"I heard that when the barbarians destroyed the three demon king tribes, they touched upon two powerful saints. Today I'm here to see if they are worthy of the title." He spoke with a hint of murderous intent, looking extremely powerful.

It was obvious that he came here today to cause trouble.

He was very dissatisfied with the primitive tribe for sending two saints to wipe out the three demon king tribes.

This demon saint with deer horns held his head high and chest out, with a strong body. He looked like a deer demon who had cultivated himself into a demon saint.

There is also a circle like a bright moon behind his head, which is very dazzling.

Groups of primitive people fell to their knees on the ground. Even though they tried their best to resist, their bodies still convulsed uncontrollably and they fell to the ground.

The saintly pressure he exuded was simply unbearable for practitioners below the level of saints.

"I heard that your ancient god of war and the eighth generation leader of the clan was born. I wonder if he is at home. I, the Deer Saint, am here to visit you!"

His voice was very cold. He stood tall with his hands behind his back, looking around disdainfully.

It was very quiet here and no one answered him.

At this moment, an unbridled smile appeared on the face of this cold demon saint.

"Two saints among the barbarians have escaped? How ridiculous!"

"Since he dared to take action and destroy the three demon king tribes, he should face the revenge of our demon saints..."

"You actually ran away. What a coward..."

This deer-headed saint, with an arrogant look on his face, looked down upon the angry primitive man.

He increased the Saint's pressure, and that aura almost shattered everyone's spirit.

His laughter was very harsh, and the humiliation was like a slap in the face.

The faces of the barbarians who stayed behind turned very ugly.

This demon saint has gone too far.

"As long as the Ancient War God and the Eighth Generation Sect Master come back, I will kill them immediately!"

This deer-headed saint has his hands behind his back, and the ring behind him is even more dazzling.

His unbridled laughter, a laughter full of contempt, stung every barbarian.

At the same time, they were also wondering where the two saint-level Xuanwu and the two saints had gone?
"What a bummer! You barbarians are so useless. You have been hiding among the old men in the mountains and never dare to show up."

"Now that I'm here, everyone avoids me." The Deer-Headed Saint said coldly.

These barbarians felt extremely aggrieved. This demon saint, who was obviously here to cause trouble, was actually humiliating them unscrupulously.

"Where is the saint among the barbarians? Come out and show me!"

He walked forward step by step, towards the sacred land of the barbarian tribe.

The extremely powerful aura of a saint was flowing, causing every barbarian to fall to their knees, unable to stand up.

buzzing.

The void suddenly collapsed, and a huge black claw stretched out, as if it had cut through time and space.

Click click click.

The extremely sharp black claws grabbed the arm of the Deer-Headed Saint. With a crisp sound, the entire arm was broken and torn off.

“Ahhhh!…”

The Deer-Headed Saint screamed, and immediately retreated out of the sacred land and flew into the sky.

He could hardly believe his eyes; one of his arms was torn off.

In front of the Deer-Headed Saint, a small black turtle quietly emerged. To be exact, it was a palm-sized black tortoise with a dragon-headed tortoise shell.

When the Deer-Headed Saint saw it clearly, he felt like he was almost furious.

The little turtle opposite was slowly biting one of his arms, crunching and eating the deer leg.

(End of this chapter)