Qin Luo raised the peach wood sword in his hand.
A bolt of lightning descended from the sky, connecting heaven and earth.
Qin Luo was bathed in lightning, looking handsome and dashing. Golden Horn's fur stood on end, making it look like a round ball, which frightened it so much that it quickly ran away.
Upon seeing the towering bolt of lightning, the smile on the face of the Xuanzhi Mountain Patriarch froze. He stared at the night sky, his expression tense, until the lightning disappeared, and there was no movement in the sky.
"hehe!"
"You scared the hell out of me!"
The patriarch of Xuanzhi Mountain let out a long sigh of relief. He pointed at Qin Luo and laughed, "The Dao Ancestor is dead, and the Heavenly Court has long since disappeared. Where are you going to find help?"
Qin Luo put down the peach wood sword, his eyes calm and his expression indifferent. "I'll just give it a try. What are you afraid of?"
The old patriarch of Xuanzhi Mountain suddenly felt a pang of fear. He sensed a dangerous aura and turned to look. In the far north, a golden light was shining and approaching at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Rumble rumble rumble—
Golden lightning tore through the night sky.
It resembles the Milky Way stretching across the starry sky.
The heavens and earth were shaking, and the thunder was deafening.
The old patriarch of Xuanzhi Mountain looked very ugly.
The golden lightning appeared above Xuanzhi Mountain, and a tall figure stood in the lightning. He clasped his hands in salute in the direction of Qin Luo, "Northern Thunder God, I obey your command!"
Qin Luo gripped the peach wood sword, his eyes filled with respect. He clasped his hands in return, saying, "Thank you for inviting me to help, senior!"
"Those who are merely clinging to life need no help from the Daoist Master!" As soon as the Northern Thunder God finished speaking, he pointed directly at someone.
A bolt of lightning struck the Xuanzhi Mountain Ancestor.
The patriarch of Xuanzhi Mountain dodged, and the palaces on the mountain collapsed one after another, leaving the entire immortal mountain riddled with cracks.
"This is outrageous!"
The old ancestor of Xuanzhi Mountain had bloodshot eyes. He threw a punch at the Northern Thunder God, and a dark light shot straight into the sky.
The Northern Thunder God unleashed his thunder staff, wielding it to unleash hundreds of feet of lightning, dispelling the eerie light.
The lightning bolt continued to strike the patriarch of Xuanzhi Mountain. He dared not confront it head-on and could only keep dodging.
Qin Luo stood atop the mountain watching the battle.
The Northern Thor is clearly stronger.
"Trying to hide?"
The Northern Thunder God snorted coldly.
His eyes flashed with lightning, and then the entire night sky was illuminated by lightning. Golden lightning spread across the sky like a spider web, eventually forming a golden ocean.
distance.
Some cultivators noticed the appearance of the Thunder Sea.
"What powerful being is undergoing tribulation?"
"It's in the direction of Xuanzhi Mountain. It should be a powerful figure from Xuanzhi Mountain undergoing tribulation? Could it be Xu Kun?"
"It could also be Ye Xuanzhou. He is exceptionally talented and became the sect leader of Xuanzhi Mountain at a very young age."
"Impossible. Xu Kun and Ye Xuanzhou are far inferior. It should be the ancestor of Xuanzhi Mountain. I heard that the ancestor of Xuanzhi Mountain almost led Xuanzhi Mountain to ascend to the Immortal Realm back then."
"To encounter a powerful being undergoing tribulation is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Let's go and see; we might gain some benefits."
When a powerful cultivator undergoes tribulation, they open a passage between heaven and earth, drawing in the immortal essence of the celestial realm. This is an immense opportunity for mortal cultivators, and many are willing to take the risk for it.
Many cultivators went to Xuanzhi Mountain, including independent cultivators, sect disciples, and spies from the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion.
Xuanzhi Mountain.
A sea of lightning enveloped the entire Xuanzhi Mountain, leaving the mountain's patriarch nowhere to escape as countless bolts of lightning struck simultaneously.
"ah!"
Lightning bolts kept striking the Xuanzhi Mountain Ancestor, tearing his clothes and tearing his flesh.
Some of the lightning transformed into chains, binding the Ancestor of Xuanzhi Mountain. The Northern Thunder God, wielding his thunder staff, appeared before the Ancestor of Xuanzhi Mountain, raised the staff, and brought it down violently.
Boom!
"Cough cough!"
The old patriarch of Xuanzhi Mountain was almost smashed to pieces.
"I'll fight you to the death!"
The patriarch of Xuanzhi Mountain clenched his fists, and a powerful, eerie light erupted from his body as he broke free of his chains.
Immediately afterwards, Xuanzhi Mountain shattered into pieces, countless boulders rolled down, and in the end only a huge, dark red broken sword remained.
The reason Xuanzhi Mountain can float in mid-air is because of this broken sword, which exudes a powerful and fierce aura.
The Northern Thunder God noticed the blood-red light on the broken sword. "This is immortal blood. It seems you've done some petty theft."
The old ancestor of Xuanzhi Mountain said ferociously, "If I hadn't fallen from that realm in that battle, why would I be afraid of you?"
"I am no different!"
The Northern Thunder God raised his thunder staff high, summoning heavenly tribulation lightning with tremendous force. The Xuanzhi Mountain Ancestor, with his broken body, exerted all his strength to activate the dark red broken sword.
The lightning staff clashed with the broken sword.
Boom!
The thunder was deafening.
The terrifying energy shattered space.
The broken sword was shattered, and the fragments pierced the body of the Xuanzhi Mountain Ancestor, turning him into a pincushion. A bolt of tribulation lightning struck between the Xuanzhi Mountain Ancestor's eyebrows, completely obliterating him.
In the blink of an eye.
Xuanzhi Mountain has disappeared.
Qin Luo cupped his hands in respect to the Northern Thunder God, his face filled with gratitude, "Thank you, senior, for upholding justice on behalf of Heaven!"
The Northern Thunder God stood on a high place, put away his thunder staff, and returned the greeting to Qin Luo, "It is my honor to be able to solve your troubles, Daoist, but I cannot stay in the Great Xia territory for too long, lest I attract unnecessary trouble. We shall meet again someday!"
After saying that.
The Northern Thunder God returned to the North.
Qin Luo didn't have time to ask the Northern Thunder God's name, so he could only bow in the direction the Thunder God left to express his gratitude. He was somewhat puzzled, "Such a powerful Thunder God actually fears the Great Xia Dynasty. It seems the Great Xia Dynasty is not simple!"
From within the jade pendant, the purple-haired fairy softly said, "The fate of a prosperous dynasty is not something he can contend with. Even true immortals in heaven might not dare to come to this mortal realm."
"I see."
Qin Luo suddenly realized.
"Boss, you're awesome!" Golden Horn ran back to Qin Luo's side from a short distance away, its eyes filled with admiration.
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