There are also gods such as Haerdi, Qi Ye, Ba Ye and so on that are worshiped separately in each village.

In addition, there are also the Dragon King Prince, Pei Xianye, Wang Tianjun, Queen Mother Chen, Mazu... and so on.

It can be said that the people of Fujian have the activity of the Wandering God deeply rooted in their blood, and the people here also have great reverence for the activity of the Wandering God.

The wandering god in front of me is obviously a union of several villages, because there are too many people.

It’s just that no matter how lively the Wandering God activity is and no matter how respectful the participants are, they are still attracted by the dark clouds not far away.

"Is that over there at the steel mill?"

"Yeah, but what's going on with the dark clouds?"

"Can the dark clouds be so low?"

"Those thunder and lightning are so scary, they seem to fall at any time."

"..."

Many people around saw this scene, and more and more thunder and lightning emerged from the dark clouds, which seemed to condense into electric snakes.

As time went by, the flashing thunder snakes in the dark clouds became more and more frequent and intense.

Many people took out their mobile phones to take pictures of this spectacle.

Even those who are wandering gods do not care about their reverence for the wandering gods' activities and take out their mobile phones to take pictures.

This spectacle is truly unprecedented.

If this lightning falls, the steel mill will be split open, right?

Naturally, Guo Lin couldn't hide such a scene. He felt the increasing pressure from the sky above the steelmaking plant.

"I'll go and forget about this!" Guo Lin thought of something and couldn't help but be surprised.

He didn't expect that he was just refining a spiritual weapon, but he was unlucky and encountered such a small probability problem.
Chapter completed!