568: C568 Dharma King of Great Sun

C568 Dharma King of Great Sun

Zhou Qingyang would never believe that a Ranker who had fallen a hundred years ago would actually appear here.

"Little girl, don't think that you can deceive me just by learning how to change your voice. These little tricks of yours can only fool the father and son of Zheng Family. In front of a true expert, it's not worth mentioning at all!" Zhou Qingyang laughed arrogantly.

Not to mention the fact that Great Sun Dharma King had already been dead for a hundred years, even if he had just died a day earlier, Zhou Qingyang would still not be afraid.

The death of people with their lamps extinguished was a law of nature. There were tens of thousands of Martial Cultivator Warlocks in the world, who could escape from the cycle of life and death?

Once he died, it would mean that everything would be over. Even if he had thousands of lives worth of glory, he would only be able to live or die with a handful of dirt.

"You don't believe me? Then you can try!" The Great Sun Dharma King laughed.

Zhou Qingyang did not speak further, he immediately formed a seal and controlled a huge fireball, smashing towards Great Sun Dharma King.

The terrifying flames seemed to be able to devour everything, turning everything into scorched earth wherever they passed.

Such a powerful spell was something even modern weapons could not match up to.

In the face of such a spell, the only thing any mortal could do was wait for death.

However, facing the terrifying Explosion Spell, Loong Miaoyu's face was filled with contempt, "It's time to display your real spell!"

Saying that, Loong Miaoyu waved her hand, and a gold light appeared out of nowhere.

Everyone felt as if the vast sun had dropped to the ground, and the surrounding air had become incomparably hot.

In the blink of an eye, it was already a hot wave. Even though the air conditioner was operating at full capacity, it was useless. Everyone felt extremely uncomfortable as if they were exposed to the blazing sun in the middle of summer.

Soon after, the surrounding Buddhist chanting rose up, sounding like a thunderclap or a thunderclap.

Within these words, everyone had the thought of worshipping and worshipping him. Although the heat wave became more and more intense, it didn't feel as painful as before.

In the next second, the brilliance dissipated and the Buddhist chanting abruptly stopped.

Only then did everyone regain their senses and looked at Loong Miaoyu once again. The young lady was still standing there, her body not even the least bit burnt.

"How is that possible, this is an explosive spell, let alone a girl who doesn't know any techniques, even if Hua Yingxiong himself were to attack, he wouldn't be able to do it so easily!"

There were a lot of Arts Master on the scene, many of them had seen the Explosive Incantation, but the Arts Sect Master that they had seen before, their abilities were not as good as Zhou Qingyang's.

On the path of magic, the power of the attack was closely related to the caster's ability. Although the Explosive Spell cast by Zhou Qingyang could not become the best in the world, it was definitely still in the top ten.

Why couldn't such a powerful technique hurt Loong Miaoyu the slightest?

Just as everyone was puzzled, someone suddenly called out, "Look at Grandmaster Zhou!"

Everyone turned to look at Zhou Qingyang, only to see him standing there unharmed.

"You really are a Great Sun Dharma King!" Zhou Qingyang's face was filled with disbelief, as he looked at Loong Miaoyu as if he was looking at a monster.

"Great Sun Dharma King!"

The experts who had fallen a hundred years ago had once again appeared in front of everyone's eyes. No one could believe that this was real.

However, with Zhou Qingyang's status, what he said could not be refuted by anyone.

"The Wu family has not been born for a hundred years. I never thought that they would even dare to provoke a Arts Master. Looks like today, I won't be able to establish my might unless I kill a few people!" While she was speaking, Loong Miaoyu clasped her hands together and chanted a Buddhist prayer.

"Your Majesty, spare me …" At this time, Zhou Qingyang did not dare to continue being so arrogant. Facing the God Stage Expert from a hundred years ago, all Zhou Qingyang could do was kneel down and beg for forgiveness.

However, before his knees could touch the ground, he saw a thick beam of light shooting towards him from behind.

He wanted to look down and check, but he suddenly felt that his leader was rapidly falling.

Immediately after, Zhou Qingyang saw a strange scene.

He saw his own body kneeling straight down, but there was no leader on his neck.

"Zhou Qingyang is dead!"

In the midst of everyone's fearful gazes, Zhou Qingyang's entire body exploded with a dazzling brilliance, no different from the Haoyang from before.

The scorching sun light cut Zhou Qingyang's body into countless pieces, and these broken parts, in the next wave of brilliance, were sliced apart once again.

In the blink of an eye, it was unknown how many times Zhou Qingyang's body had been cut into two.

The scorching sunlight not only cut his corpse into pieces, but also evaporated his flesh and blood until it finally fell onto the ground, leaving behind a small amount of black powder.

The cleaning staff arranged by the Zheng Family ran over in a hurry and quickly collected the black powder.

An expert of the Arts Sect Master s of the first generation, whose Hong Kong Island was second only to Hua Yingxiong's, died just like that.

The entire process took less than a second. Many people had yet to react.

"So weak!" Loong Miaoyu clasped her hands together and slowly opened his eyes, yet his eyes were still filled with indifference.

The dignified Second Arts Sect Master of the Hong Kong Island, a being ranked in the top ten even in the entire world, was actually killed so easily.

As for Loong Miaoyu, she still ridiculed her with that weird old voice.

"This is the power of the God Realm!" Hua Yingxiong couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Compared to him, Zhou Qingyang was just a hair's breadth away, but when facing the Great Sun Dharma King that had the power of the God Realm, he simply didn't have any room to retaliate. He didn't even see how Zhou Qingyang had died.

"God Realm, God Stage Expert has revived!" In the crowd, a pot-bellied middle-aged man shouted in pure Cantonese, "She belongs to the Hong Kong Island experts, this is our God Stage Expert!"

With that said, everyone immediately realized what the God Stage Expert from a hundred years ago meant.

The Great Sun Dharma King was able to fight against foreign experts and save the country.

Now that he had reappeared in the world, if he did not do something big, it would not be harmful to his Great Sun Dharma King's reputation.

"Although the Great Sun Dharma King only had seventy percent of his power during his peak state, as long as he's still in the Hong Kong Island, our Hong Kong Island will rise again!" Zheng Jiacai shouted excitedly.

Many people didn't understand what he meant, but most chose to follow him and shout.

For a moment, the cheers were deafening, as if the roof was about to be overturned.

Zheng Jiacai could not help but look at Zheng Wenan, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

With the support of an upper-class society in Hong Kong Island, the matter of his own planning was just around the corner.

"Alright, alright, Mr. Zheng Jiacai, I have something to say to everyone!" After a short moment of cheering, Hua Yingxiong indicated for everyone to be quiet.

Everyone who was still cheering crazily could not help but stop and look at Zheng Jiacai.

"Everyone in the Hong Kong Island, thank you all for giving me face and participating in today's banquet. "Zheng won't say anything polite. Let me toast everyone with this goblet of wine!" After saying that, Zheng Jiacai raised his wine cup.

The experts from the various realms of Hong Kong Island, the Warlocks of the Central Plains, and the surrounding nations all raised their cups.

Only, on Lu Fanfeng's side, no one raised their goblets.

When Zheng Jiacai saw this, he could not help but be suspicious. However, he still picked up his wine cup and raised it towards Lu Fanfeng's table.0

But even so, there was still no response from Lu Fanfeng.

Zheng Jiacai was unhappy in his heart, but he was not entangled with this matter. After all, he still had something to say!

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