Peerless Taoist

Sacred Lord Huang Tian suddenly stood up and pointed at the sky with the feather fan in his hand. A golden light appeared around him as giant golden runes appeared.    

At this moment, his entire body seemed to be surrounded by golden flames. He was like a god that was emitting a bright light. Wherever he went, the void would be burnt and distorted by the flames.    

He gently waved the feather fan, and the power of four different methods appeared. Immediately, a huge hand seal smashed down heavily at the evil ghost.    

The others were extremely shocked. Even Lu Changqing's eyes flashed with a bright light.    

"This Sacred Lord Huang Tian is very strong. If he was in the Imperial Court, he would at least be a Marquis." Wei Mengting's expression was solemn.    

Sacred Lords were just a symbol and not the strongest existence in the Sacred Land.    

For example, the newly appointed Family Head of the Zhang family, Zhang Heng, was just a junior. The true strongest in the Zhang family was still Zhang Sheng and the Great Elder.    

But even so, Sacred Lords were the face of the Sacred Lands.    

This time, Sacred Lord Huang Tian was the only Sacred Lord present who had personally come to the Chang'an Ruins.    

He immediately displayed his supreme power as soon as he made a move. Even Lu Changqing, who had been mocking him, shut his mouth.    

The evil ghost howled wildly and became enraged.    

It seemed that it did not expect that the group of ants in front of it, who were like fish, would actually dare to resist.    

The evil ghost's body expanded several times once again, and the surrounding Yin Qi crazily surged into its body like a tide.    

Following that, the evil ghost suddenly punched out, causing the space in front of it to crack inch by inch.    

Boom!    

A loud explosion echoed in all directions.    

The golden palm that Sacred Lord Huang Tian had used was already powerful enough, but it couldn't do anything to this evil ghost. It was shattered by a single punch.    

Magical power flowed in all directions, and the golden palm print that had been fierce and extraordinary disappeared in the blink of an eye.    

"This evil ghost is very strong. It's not a puppet like Ghost Monk, but it has its own intelligence." Wei Mengting said in shock.    

Seeing that the attack failed, Sacred Lord Huang Tian didn't feel discouraged. Instead, he took out a piece of Fu Lu and started casting the spell.    

In the next moment, his entire body was covered by the heavenly thunder Heavenly Pavilion. The ferocious heavenly thunder replaced the golden flames and surrounded his body.    

It was as if he had a lightning armor on his body. It was indestructible, and the sound of crackling thunder echoed in all directions.    

"The age is sixty years old. The world is in good fortune."    

Sacred Lord Huang Tian chanted a spell, and he actually walked out of the crowd and began to fight with the evil ghost.    

In the distance, there was a burst of explosive sound. The loud sound echoed in the underground palace, making people's eardrums hurt.    

As Sacred Lord Huang Tian attacked with all his strength, the evil ghost was finally suppressed and began to retreat slightly.    

A wheel of light that was tens of thousands of meters long appeared behind Sacred Lord Huang Tian.    

As the light wheel spun, rays of light shone on his body, providing him with power.    

Bam! Bang! Bang!    

After another dozen rounds of battle, Sacred Lord Huang Tian's aura became more and more powerful. He was almost comparable to a god.    

On the other hand, the evil ghost did not know pain or fatigue.    

The Yin Qi in all directions surrounded his body and continuously healed his injuries, blocking Sacred Lord Huang Tian's attack.    

Both sides exchanged blows, and neither side could do anything to the other.