As the Wuji Battle Platform exploded, the aftermath of the destructive power continued to roll in all directions, and the buildings around the battle platform were reduced to nothingness, not even the debris was left.
Rifts began to appear on the surrounding ground, like a piece of bread being torn apart by invisible forces.
Lord Du'e, Lord of the Starry Sky, and all the Lords were frightened and fled in panic.
Even the Lord of the Eight Desolations and the Lord of the Dingtian, who were previously knocked away by the Lord of Dingtian, fled in fear, but the Lord of the Eight Desolations and the Lord of the Dingtian were hit by the aftermath of the power almost at the same time and were shot backwards.
The Lord of the Eight Desolations smashed down to the ground in the distance, and the surrounding buildings were blown to pieces. He opened his mouth and vomited blood, and felt that all the divine veins in his body were about to burst. He couldn't help but look horrified.
Is this the power of a saint
Even the Lord of Dingtian, who had already become a saint, also fell to the ground. The blood in his body was boiling, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. His eyes could not hide the shock. He had already become a saint, and he felt that he was not far from the realm of a saint, but he couldn't. He could resist and escape, but now, he couldn't even block the aftermath of the opponent's power, and couldn't even escape the aftermath of the opponent's power.
The key is that Lu Yiping didn't use holy power just now, just ordinary finger power!
An invisible force from Zhu Ling blocked the aftermath of the two people's power and stood still, like a sacred mountain. He stood on the Wushi Battle Platform and looked at Lu Yiping: "Lu Yiping, as long as I am here, you can't move. A hair on the head, you have only been able to attain enlightenment for millions of years, you are no match for me, I advise you to leave, Dingtian is the new master of the God Realm trained by the Immortal Master!"
"It has been millions of years of proving the truth. Isn't it your match?" Lu Yiping smiled coldly, and without seeing any movement, he came to Zhu Ling and punched out. Suddenly, billions of heavenly dragons flew out, and the sky was transformed into chaotic divine thunder. After the thunder sea, the sun and moon lost their light, the continent was ups and downs, and the world seemed to have entered a boundless black abyss.
With one punch, the sky and the earth fell into eternal night.
Everyone was shocked.
What a vast power is this
Zhu Lingyi's expression changed, he shouted loudly, and suddenly punched out with both fists.
When his fists blasted out, golden thunder filled the sky, rolling and rolling, as if it came from the beginning of heaven and earth, as if it came from the origin of the thunder world.
In the golden thunder, the holy power penetrates the heavens.
Boom!
The power of Zhu Ling's fists collided with Lu Yiping's.
The world was stunned.
This setback made everyone extremely uncomfortable. Due, Daluo, Xingkong, Yin and Yang and all the masters felt that their souls and hearts were squeezed in an instant. It felt like their souls and hearts had completely collapsed. Due, Daluo, Xingkong All the masters opened their mouths and spurted blood.
Even the Lord of Dingtian, who is a powerful person in the holy realm, is no exception.
Regardless of their injuries, everyone fled in panic. They just wanted to escape from Feilong City as far as possible.
Zhu Ling also felt his body shudder, and was driven backwards by the terrifying force, until he retreated to the edge of the Wushi Battle Platform with a radius of 100,000 miles!
Zhu Ling felt the blood in his chest boiling, and his throat felt hot. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of golden blood with auspicious light.
This was the blood of a saint. This mouthful of auspicious golden blood was like a golden blood mountain that struck the Wushi Battle Platform, causing the Wushi Battle Platform to shake.
Everyone was shocked to see Zhu Ling, the Saint of Golden Thunder, being blown away by Lu Yiping's punch, retreating to the edge of Wushi Battle Stage, and vomiting blood.
Zhu Ling, the Saint of Golden Thunder, is a very ancient enlightened saint in the immortal world. He has been enlightened for tens of millions of years. He was a tyrannical saint from ancient times 50 million years ago. He was unable to withstand Lu Yiping's punch!
However, it only took millions of years for Lu Yiping to attain enlightenment and become a saint.
"Why are you so strong!" Zhu Ling also couldn't believe it. He couldn't accept that he would lose to Lu Yiping.
He had already attained enlightenment in ancient times. During these 50 million years of attaining enlightenment, he has not slackened off for a moment. With the help of the resources of the Immortal Realm and Heavenly Court, he swallowed the best Chaos Spiritual Pill every day and practiced. Almost every ten thousand years, his holy power increased by one. Now, he is no match for Lu Yiping, who has been enlightened for millions of years!
"Why am I so strong?" Lu Yiping said with an indifferent expression, "Because you are too weak."
"Am I too weak?" When Zhu Ling heard this, his face turned as red as purple, and he had the urge to vomit.
Lu Yiping looked calm and walked towards Zhu Ling.
In fact, what he said was right, Zhu Ling was too weak. Although Zhu Ling had already attained enlightenment in ancient times and had attained enlightenment for 50 million years, Zhu Ling had attained the minor path!
There are three thousand great avenues in the heaven, earth and universe. In addition to the three thousand great avenues, there are also one hundred thousand minor avenues.
Some saints who have attained enlightenment have attained the great path, and some saints have attained the lesser path!
Zhu Ling had realized the small way, but he had realized the great way, and he had fully comprehended the most important and central one thousand great ways of the Jade Disc of Creation.
"I don't believe that I have been enlightened for 50 million years, but I can't beat you, a little saint who has been enlightened for millions of years!" Zhu Ling said coldly, holy energy surged throughout his body, and Qingyun appeared above his head.
The Qingyun above his head was the same as Lu Yiping's, white, flawless and pure.
As he summoned Qingyun, Zhu Ling's whole body's holy power surged wildly, and the energy of the Tao turned into dragons of the Tao. The auspicious light soared into the sky, and the entire Feilong Continent saw the auspicious light.
Zhu Ling's fists suddenly pushed out towards Lu Yiping again.
The Dragon of Dao also had Qingyun's holy power integrated with its fist power. As his fist power pushed out towards Lu Yiping, it rolled and rolled, as if it was endless, trying to level all the worlds.
In the blink of an eye, the fist was pushed to the front of the road.
Seeing the opponent's punch force, Lu Yiping's face was calm, and he also called out the Qingyun above his head. Lu Yiping's Qingyun bloomed with auspicious light, and actually completely covered Zhu Ling's Qingyun auspicious light.
And although Lu Yiping's Qingyun is also white, it is ten times bigger than Zhu Ling!
Zhu Ling's Qingyun is one acre in size, but Lu Yiping's Qingyun is ten acres in size.
Seeing Lu Yiping Qingyun, Zhu Ling was shocked and couldn't believe that Qingyun was caused by the concentration of holy power. If Lu Yiping Qingyun was so big, wouldn't it mean that Lu Yiping's holy power was ten times his.
Lu Yiping has only been enlightened for millions of years, but his condensed holy power is so much higher than him!
You must know that it is extremely difficult to condense the holy power. After tens of millions of years of condensation, Qingyun only reached one acre.
At this moment, suddenly, the energy of Lu Yiping's Avenue surged out, and a Avenue of Thunder flew out.
This avenue of thunder contains all the power of the minor paths of the thunder system. It is the source of all the power of thunder, surpassing the origin of the thunder world.
"The Avenue of Thunder!"
"You have thoroughly understood the Way of Thunder!"
Zhu Ling exclaimed.
There are three thousand avenues of the universe, and the Avenue of Thunder ranks extremely high among the three thousand avenues, ranking seventeenth. He did not expect that Lu Yiping understood the avenue, and it was the Avenue of Thunder that ranked seventeenth.
Although he is known as the Saint of Golden Thunder, the Golden Thunder he comprehended is just a small path of thunder, and its power is far incomparable to Lu Yiping's great path of thunder.
Suddenly, the light all over Lu Yiping's body rose sharply again, and another avenue flew out.
(End of chapter)