Peerless Taoist

Many experts of the Flood Dragon Race sensed that their people had been killed and rushed over. The sky was filled with enormous Flood Dragons that bared their fangs and brandished their claws.    

Niu Shengying was extremely nervous. Although he was a Saint, in the end, he was just a child. He was still young, and his cultivation level was not at the level where he could hold his own.    

But after a short moment of fear, the Ox Demon suddenly remembered what the Ox Demon had told him. It was one afternoon, and the Ox Demon had taught the Ox Demon the way of cultivation.    

"Who can win against a lone wolf in the wild?" the Ox Demon stroked the head of the baby and asked.    

"Of course, the bull wins!"    

The baby bull raised its head and revealed a proud expression.    

The Bull Demon laughed, "Then what if it faces the wolf pack alone?"    

"That's not fair!" The baby cow puffed up its cheeks and said angrily.    

"How can there be anything fair in the cultivation world?"    

In his memories, the figure of the Ox Demon King had become extremely tall and powerful, as if he could suppress everyone.    

"If the bison want to live, they must go forward, and with absolute strength and courage, make the wolves fear them, make them fear them, make them fear them, and then they will not dare to provoke you."    

That instruction had passed by a long time ago, but it suddenly sounded in the ears of the baby cow.    

He had been locked onto by the Flood Dragon Race and couldn't escape.    

At this moment, it was like a bolt of lightning had flashed in his ears, and it made the baby cow explode with battle-intent. In such a situation, if one wanted a chance to live, they had to be fearless.    

"I killed him! If you have the guts, come over!" the baby cow roared as it flew through the air.    

He circulated his power to the maximum and poured it all into the golden brick in his hand. The golden brick roared, and countless Buddhist words appeared on its surface.    

Buddha light shone in every direction.    

This golden brick should be a brick from a Buddhist Sacred Land. After being soaked in it for so long, it had become immortal.    

"I'm the son of the Great Sage Bull Demon. Who dares to stop me!?"    

"What!? The son of the Great Sage Bull Demon? That's great! If we capture him and give him to the Great Sage, it will be a great merit!" The eyes of the several Flood Dragons lit up as they roared and charged over.    

A fierce pressure was about to envelop them.    

At the critical moment, a golden light suddenly shot out and smashed into the bodies of the Flood Dragons.    

In this golden light, a dragon's tail covered in scales swept out. It was extremely powerful and sent all the Flood Dragons flying. The leading Flood Dragons were caught off guard and were sent flying, their foreheads covered in blood.    

The Flood Dragons were enraged. When they focused their attention, they discovered that a golden Flood Dragon had also appeared from the golden light.    

"Ao Qiang, it's you! You traitor! How dare you betray the Saint! Surrender!"    

The cultivators of the Serpent Race were enraged when they saw the golden serpent dragon and began to berate it.    

This golden serpent dragon was none other than Ao Qiang.    

"You evildoers have helped the enemy and committed all kinds of crimes. When the High God returns, he will definitely capture all of you," Ao Qiang said righteously.    

"What do you mean? Are you questioning the Saint's plan?"    

"You really are a traitor! You're speaking up for the Green Cloud Mountain Yao Race!"    

The flood dragons did not expect Ao Qiang to say such a thing. For a moment, they were even more furious. Countless gazes were like sharp knives, as if they wanted to cut Lu Yu alive.    

"The Saint was foolish and committed a crime. If he repents sincerely, perhaps the High God will forgive him." Ao Qiang was still unmoved.    

His soul had already been controlled by Lu Yu. At this moment, he was like Lu Yu's puppet, unable to think of anything else.    

"Wait! Ao Qiang's soul must have been controlled by someone. He kept saying that he was a god. I'm afraid he was controlled by the other party with a spell and became someone else's puppet. " An expert from the Flood Dragon Race said.    

The other cultivators from the Flood Dragon Race instantly understood.    

So, Ao Qiang was controlled by someone. No wonder he kept saying the word 'High God'.    

"How dare he control the members of the Flood Dragon Race!?"    

"Ao Qiang is a World Lord. We can't do anything to him. Go and tell the Yao Emperors to come and help."    

The Flood Dragons looked at each other and immediately came up with a plan.    

The Demon Emperor was an expert of the Demon Race, Daolord. It was easy for him to deal with a Realm Lord like Ao Qiang.    

"Not good!"    

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ao Qiang grabbed the Ox Saint Baby and left in a hurry.    

"You still want to leave? Stop him!" The Yao beasts from the Flood Dragon Race were instantly enraged, and they used their spells to stop him. At this moment in time, the sky was filled with dazzling lights and energy that intertwined with each other and formed a giant net of energy that blocked the path of the two.    

"Break!"    

In the face of danger, the Nan Gongsheng took out the golden brick once more.    

Weng ~ Weng ~ The golden brick started to tremble, and golden light appeared on its surface. At the same time, a Buddhist chant sounded, as if an ancient god had descended. The Buddha had the fury of lightning, and it opened its giant hands and killed hundreds of millions of beings in a hundred years.    

Boom! The net of power formed by the combined forces of the Flood Dragon Race was ripped apart and broken through.    

At the same time, the light on the surface of the golden brick started to dim, as if it had lost all of its aura. It was no different from a normal brick.    

Ao Qiang's reaction was extremely fast. He grabbed the baby cow and disappeared in a few flashes.    

"Dammit! He ran away!"    

The several Flood Dragons stamped their feet with angry expressions.    

"What's going on?"    

Right at this moment, a Flood Dragon Daolord stepped on the air and arrived.    

Behind his wide robes was a tower made of skulls. The white bones were piled together, and there was a black aura around him. Screams and howls could be heard from within the black aura. This was the resentment formed at the end of one's life after countless lives had been slaughtered.    

In less than an hour since the start of the massacre, so many skeletons had appeared behind the Flood Dragon Daolord. It was unknown how many people he had killed.    

"Demon Emperor, that Ao Qiang brought the Bull Devil Saint Son and ran away from our encirclement." An expert from the Flood Dragon Race immediately came to report.    

"Hmph! A bunch of trash!"    

A cold light flashed across the eyes of the Daolord of the Flood Dragon Race, "There's no need to look for them. The Sage has ordered us to leave in an hour and not stay any longer."    

"Kill as many people as possible and plunder the treasures here. Don't waste time on this."    

"Yes, sir!" The group of experts from the Flood Dragon Race replied.