C5628 Triggering the Heavenly Dao Lightning!
C5628 Triggering the Heavenly Dao Lightning!
Wang Sanqiu and his group were in a sorry state. Originally, they were a team of over a hundred people, but now, there were only a few people left.
Long Ruojia was also heavily injured, but there were still more than ten cultivators behind him. They were much stronger than Wang Sanqiu and his group.
Wang Sanqiu looked at Yang Bo from afar and could not help but exclaim, "Fellow Taoist Yang!"
"Fellow Taoist Yang, save me!"
Wang Sanqiu no longer cared about their conflict with Yao Chi.
Between life and death, he made a choice based on his instinct!
Wang Sanqiu also saw Yang Bo and his group from afar. He immediately stopped and did not dare to go forward.
Yang Bo looked in the direction of Long Ruojia. "Fellow Taoist Long, please return!"
"The Hundred Thousand Mountains is the place where the Demon Court should stay. Next, I hope that the Demon Court will not take a step out of the Hundred Thousand Mountains!"
"If they dare to step out of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, they will definitely be struck by lightning!"
Long Ruojia's expression changed drastically. He stared with his eyes wide open. "Yang Bo, do you know what you're saying?"
"The matters of the Demon Court should be decided by us. How can we allow you to speak so arrogantly?"
Yang Bo took a step forward and formed a seal with his hands. "Dragon Riding Spell!"
A golden dragon flew out and directly charged in Long Ruojia's direction.
Long Ruojia was shocked. He snorted coldly and said, "A mere insignificant skill, yet you dare to show off your skills?"
"This Dragon's Roar Technique is just a Dao Art of my Golden Dragon Clan!"
After saying that, Long Ruoji opened his mouth and a golden dragon flew out.
The two golden dragons collided and shattered into pieces.
Long Ruoji's expression changed slightly. His cultivation was far higher than Yang Bo's. The Dao Art he used should have been much stronger than Yang Bo's, but now, he was only on par with Yang Bo. This made him very unconvinced.
Yang Bo stretched out his hand and the Golden Dragon Scissors fell onto his hand.
Seeing the Golden Dragon Scissors, Long Ruoji's expression changed drastically, "You dare to use a spirit weapon?"
Yang Bo walked forward, "How could I not dare?"
Long Ruoji was so scared that he hurriedly retreated, not daring to go forward.
At this time, in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, another group of people walked out. These people were tall and sturdy, and their footsteps did not stop. The cultivator in the lead laughed loudly.
"So the little worm is just a coward. A mere scissor scared you to retreat!"
"How can we hand the Demon Court to such a person?"
"Since the Insect Clan is so weak, why don't you hand the Demon Court to us!"
Long Ruoji glared at him angrily, "Qilin Twelve, don't be too arrogant!"
"Your Qilin Clan is the big worm!"
"Since you are so capable, why don't you use it? Let us see!"
Long Ruoji was seriously injured, and he knew that he was no match for Yang Bo. He instigated the Qilin Clan to stand out.
Qi Twelve was the young talent of the Qilin Clan. His cultivation had reached the late stage of Immortal Realm. He laughed loudly, "If you can't beat me, then don't put on such a dignified front!"
"Since that's the case, I'll stand out and let you see who is the true ruler!"
"The Demon Court can only truly stand up when it is handed over to the Qilin Clan!"
Qi Twelve spoke magnanimously, but when he stretched out his hand, he took out a Sage Talisman!
Long Ruogui glared, "You are shameless!"
"If it's a competition of Sage Talisman, can't I take it out?"
Qi Twelve said disdainfully, "Didn't you use the Sage Talisman?"
As he spoke, he looked in Wang Sanqiu's direction.
Wang Sanqiu lowered his head, he was healing his injuries.
Long Ruogui did not dare to say anything more. He had indeed used the Sage Talisman.
Qi Twelve looked in Yang Bo's direction, "Fellow Taoist Yang, I know that you are very powerful. The Golden Dragon Scissors in your hands are not bad either."
"But what you said earlier made me very unhappy. I want you to take back what you said!"
"What Demon Court can't take a step out of the Hundred Thousand Mountains? Take back everything!"
Yang Bo stared at the other party and could not help but frown. The other party had clearly treated him as a stepping stone.
What the other party said and did was all for the other people of the Demon Court to see.
The Golden Dragon Clan had lost face, but the Qilin Clan had picked it up. This proved the strength of the Qilin Clan!
Yang Bo snorted coldly, "Fellow Taoist Qi, are you sure you can throw out the Sage Talisman in your hand?"
Qi Twelve stared at Yang Bo, "If they can throw it out, how can I not?"
"Fellow Taoist Yang, it's true that you are the master of the Underworld. Could it be that this world is also under your control?"
Yang Bo shook his head and suddenly pointed to the sky. He said, "Up above the heavens, can the Sage also use his methods in this world?"
"Please let the heavens decide!"
Qi Twelve's expression suddenly changed drastically. He raised his head and looked at the sky. He saw dark clouds sweeping over. The originally clear sky suddenly darkened.
He stared at Yang Bo, "How can the heavens allow you to command them!"
As he spoke, he mustered all the spiritual energy in his body and poured it into the talisman.
The talisman suddenly lit up, and a majestic power was about to break out of the talisman.
At this moment, a bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky. This bolt of lightning rushed straight towards the talisman.
Qi Twelve's face stiffened. He wanted to shake off the talisman, but it was already too late.
The lightning landed on the talisman and pierced through it in an instant. The energy inside the talisman was destroyed. Qi Twelve was struck by the aftermath of the lightning and turned into charcoal!
A late-stage Immortal Realm cultivator died instantly!
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.
Everyone stared at Yang Bo in shock, and then stared at the piece of charcoal on the ground in shock!
This was the power of the Heavenly Dao!
But why was Yang Bo able to draw upon the power of the Heavenly Dao?
Could it be that Yang Bo was really the son of the Heavenly Dao?
Yang Bo's expression was indifferent, as if this was not a big deal. His gaze fell on Long Ruojia, "Are you still going to stay here?"
"Is the Qilin Clan going to stay as well?"
The Qilin Clan was shocked and quickly retreated. They did not dare to say a word!
Long Ruojia stared deeply at Yang Bo and turned to leave.
The moment the cultivators of the Golden Dragon and Qilin Clan retreated, the scene immediately boiled up.
"Fellow Taoist Yang is indeed the son of the Heavenly Dao. Even the Heavenly Dao is listening to you!"
"We've met the right person. Fellow Taoist Yang is indeed awesome. He scared them away in an instant!"
"Now, should we go back into the Hundred Thousand Mountains and kill the demon beasts?"
"Fellow Taoist Yang, who exactly are you? Why do I feel like the Dao Court will be yours in the future?"
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Yang Bo waved his hand to stop the crowd from continuing, "Don't say anymore. This world does not allow the saints to use their methods!"
"They used the saint talisman before, but it was not discovered by the Heavenly Dao."
"If you encounter such a situation, you can also activate the lightning of the Heavenly Dao!"
However, no one believed Yang Bo's words. They felt that Yang Bo was talking nonsense. None of them had activated the lightning.
Wang Sanqiu seemed to be in deep thought and had a vague understanding.
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