Chapter 558: Divine Power of the Eucharist

Night fell.

Outside of Zhuangzi, the second ancestral land of the Shizu, there is a small village. This village was developed to support the second ancestral land of the Shizu and provide various living materials.

The small village is not far from Zhuangzi, only two or three miles away, so it can be said that it is connected with the ancestral land of the Shi clan.

Old man Hai is a hunter, and every day he drives an animal cart to bring the prey he hunts and the fruits and vegetables from the village to the village, and the animal cart pulls them into the village.

It was getting late, Old Man Hai was lying on the armchair with a dry pipe in his mouth, "clicking" on the cigarette butt, puffing on the clouds.

"The young master has changed so much? He was just a child who was bullied before, but in the blink of an eye, he seems to have been reborn. What kind of inheritance has been left in the ancestral land of the Stone Clan?"

Old Man Hai thought about it for a while, and then he couldn't help laughing again, "I'm getting old, why do I care about this? Let's live in peace and stability!"

The night wind was already cold, and the whimpering wind could faintly reveal a bit of death.

"Um?"

A gleam of light suddenly burst out from Old Man Hai's cloudy eyes, and he stood up abruptly. His old and slightly rickety body suddenly straightened up, his energy and blood surged like a tide, and his spirit energy shot straight into the sky like a wolf's smoke.

"This old man just wants to live a stable life. It seems that some people don't want this old man to be safe!"

Old man Hai turned his head to look outside the village. In the dark night, Xiao Sha's night wind swept up, rolling up countless dead leaves and swirling them one after another.

"If you want to be safe, you shouldn't be meddlesome. People who are meddlesome don't live long."

In the dark night, a figure came on the wind, and drifted into the village soundlessly, like a drizzle, blowing in with the wind.

"Rain Clan?"

Seeing this figure floating like a drizzle, Old Man Hai's face became serious, "You Yu Clan, how dare you invade the ancestral land of the Stone Clan? Yu Clan, do you want to exterminate the clan?"

"As long as I kill you, who would know that I've been here? There is no evidence, even the Stone Emperor will not easily blame our Yu Clan."

The steward in Tsing Yi looked at Old Man Hai with a sneer, stretched out his hand, and a slender and sharp spike appeared in his hand, "Old man, you shouldn't meddle in your own business. Those who meddle in their own business won't live long."

With a flash of his figure, the figure of the steward in Tsing Yi floated up silently, seemingly light and powerless, but the spikes pierced through the air, like a flash of thunder, shocking the sky.

"A drop of water wears a rock!"

The radiant water condensed on the spikes, piercing through the void with extremely strong penetrating power, and stabbed towards Old Man Hai fiercely.

"The true method of the Rain Clan!"

Old Man Hai's face changed drastically, and the pipe in his hand burst out with brilliant rune brilliance, bursting out with all his strength, and firmly blocked in front of the spikes.

Even though he resisted with all his strength, Old Man Hai's face was still very solemn.

Old man Hai has the cultivation base of Dongtian Realm, but he is just a wild way, without profound inheritance.

The man in Tsing Yi in front of him is also at the Cave Heaven Realm, but he was born in the Yu Clan and has the orthodox inheritance of the Rain Clan, so his strength is much stronger than Ye Luzi's casual cultivator.

"Boom!"

The pipe and the spikes collided fiercely, making a loud noise.

With a huge force, the cigarette butt in Old Man Hai's hand exploded with a "crack", and he staggered back, spouting a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

"Hmph! A mere casual cultivator dares to meddle in the affairs of princes and lords. I really don't know how to live or die."

With one blow, Old Man Hai was sent flying, the manager in Tsing Yi snorted coldly, and cast a disdainful glance at Old Man Hai, the spike in his hand trembled, he sprang up, and charged towards Old Man Hai again.

"The old man is not easy to bully!"

Old Man Hai shouted loudly, his hair stood on end, roaring like an angry lion, he rushed forward, and got into a ball with Steward Tsing Yi.

The movement of such a fight alarmed many people in the village. However, these ordinary people did not dare to get involved in this kind of battle between monks, and closed their doors one by one, not daring to make a sound.

"Huh? Over there..."

The movement of the fight also alarmed Shaohao. Shaohao jumped out, looked towards the direction where the fighting sound came from, and was startled, "That's the direction of Grandpa Hai's house, did something happen to Grandpa Hai?"

Shaohao's figure sprang up, rushing towards Old Man Hai's house.

The huge energy and blood are mighty, like the Yangtze River, raging and surging. The young figure galloped like a giant dragon elephant, galloping across the wilderness, and the sound of heavy footsteps seemed to shake the ground.

"Grandpa Hai, don't panic, I'm coming!"

Amidst the sound of "Boom" footsteps, Shaohao's figure slammed into him like a huge mountain.

"Um?"

The steward in Tsing Yi repelled Old Man Hai, and the sharp spikes pierced a bloody hole in Old Man Hai's shoulder.

Just as he was about to continue to strike, he suddenly saw Shaohao's fierce and violent figure rushing towards him like a mountain. Steward Tsing Yi was startled, "Who is this?"

"Young master, let's go!"

Old man Hai was covered in blood, and when he saw Shaohao rushing, he became very anxious and shouted anxiously, "Young Master, this is a member of the Yu Clan. Hurry up! Hurry up and leave!"

"A member of the Rain Clan? So they came to look for me!"

When Shaohao heard Old Man Hai's words, he immediately understood the ins and outs. This man in Tsing Yi must have come here because he killed the bandits who attacked the village before.

"He thought it was Grandpa Hai who shot and killed those people, so he asked Grandpa Hai for revenge?"

Shaohao snorted coldly, the fierce charging figure did not stop, but walked a little faster.

"So you are that brat?"

The steward in Tsing Yi also understood Shaohao's identity.

Seeing that Shaohao's body was full of energy and blood, and his physique was stronger than that of dragons and tigers, the steward in Tsing Yi shrank his eyes sharply, "A boy who is only three years old has such a powerful physique? Isn't he a stand-in?"

The spike in Tsing Yi's hands raised, with a grin on his face, "Whether it's a substitute or not, since it's here, we can deal with it together!"

With a flash of his figure, the figure in charge in Tsing Yi rushed in front of Shaohao, the spike in his hand pierced through the air, and the sharp spike pierced Shaohao's head fiercely.

This breaks through the Golden Crack Stone!

If Shaohao was stabbed, his head would be pierced, and he died a miserable death!

"Thieves!"

Shaohao jumped up, avoiding the sharp spikes from the Tsing Yi steward.

"Put to death!"

Shaohao let out a roar, raised his golden fist high up, and the mighty divine splendor swept across the world.

Brilliant divine splendor erupted from his whole body, and the mighty golden light revealed a vast and surging ocean behind Shaohao.

"Boom!"

The heavy fist was smashed out so hard that even the air exploded.

"Boom!"

The steward in Tsing Yi didn't expect Shaohao to be so capable, and was caught off guard by this punch.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and the officer in Tsing Yi was punched flying by Shaohao!

"Young master... so strong?"

Seeing this scene, Old Man Hai was stunned.

It's unbelievable that just physical strength can be so tyrannical.