The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 125 Swallowing Essence and Blood
Xiao Ping'an stood in the sky, his black hair fluttering in the wind, colorless lightning flashing in his eyes, and his expression was calm and composed.

Before they even started to fight, the murderous intent of the two had already begun to collide. Their terrifying fighting wills were already being compared, and murderous aura was everywhere.

The Red Dragon King's eighth prince let out a long roar and took the first step.

His whole body was glowing red, emitting a dazzling divine light, and terrifying red sword lights shot out.

The murderous aura rose to the sky, and the world was shaking. Almost endless red divine swords tore through the void and rushed towards Xiao Ping'an.

These tens of thousands of red divine swords were made of dragon scales. Each one was a hundred meters tall and flew out from the void.

The red divine sword storm submerged everything and was about to destroy all enemies.

This is the innate racial magic of the Red Dragon King, which can attack indiscriminately.

When attacking one person, there is a unique pressure as if doomsday is coming and the sky is collapsing and the earth is breaking apart.

Ten thousand red divine swords, emitting red divine light and carrying the power of thunder, are ready to sweep away all enemies.

It was the first time for the masters of the younger generation to see the unique skills of the Eighth Prince of the Red Dragon King. This terrifying red sword was frightening.

How many masters of the younger generation could handle this kind of unparalleled power? Ordinary saints would probably die on the spot.

Xiao Ping'an's heart trembled. He knew that those monsters had strange racial magic, so he had been on guard against them carefully.

Now seeing the magical power of the Eighth Prince of the Red Dragon King, he had already thought of a way to deal with it.

Rumble.

There was thunder and lightning in his Wheel Sea Secret Realm, and an endless green ocean rushed out, flooding the sky.

The moon rises over the sea!
This boundless ocean exudes the original breath of heaven and earth. In the emerald green ocean, there are countless five-colored thunders and chaotic energy surging, just like the creation of the world, protecting Xiao Pingan inside.

Xiao Ping'an's black hair fluttered in the wind, and he held a treasure gourd made of chaotic energy and five-colored lightning in his hand. He faced the red sword calmly and blocked the terrifying dragon magic.

The eighth prince of the Red Dragon King let out a long howl toward the sky, his whole body seemed to be on fire, and he rushed towards Xiao Ping'an.

His eyes were as sharp as a divine sword, as if they could pierce through the void.

He held a red holy sword in his hand, which seemed to be condensed from essence and blood. He was unstoppable, like a bloody devil.

"Xiao Ping'an, I will destroy your soul!"

He held the holy sword in his hand, his blood and energy rushing to the sky, and slashed towards Xiao Ping'an.

One red divine sword after another transformed into one red little dragon after another, tearing through the sky and earth and rushing towards Xiao Ping'an.

People were all stunned when they saw the powerful attack of the Red Dragon Prince.

Tens of thousands of red dragons covered the sky and the ground. Each one seemed to be made of phoenix blood and red gold. They all had ferocious faces and powerful auras.

One red dragon after another rushed into the green ocean, and the dragon roars seemed to shatter the world.

An ordinary person would definitely not be able to bear it, but Xiao Pingan just smiled coldly.

His whole body was flashing with lightning, his blood and energy were rushing to the sky, and a strange phenomenon of a bright moon rising from the sea blocked this part of the sky.

I saw the emerald green sea of ​​suffering emitting green mists, like a sharp knife, killing one red dragon after another.

The speed of the green mist was strange and incredible, as fast as lightning, and as sharp as a meat grinder, it chopped the red dragons into pieces one after another.

Xiao Ping'an sat cross-legged in the green ocean, watching indifferently as one red dragon after another was crushed and fell into the ocean.

These were all bred by the blood of the Eighth Prince of the Red Dragon King. However, they were constantly killed by Xiao Ping'an and swallowed by the ocean. "The moon rises from the sea. It is really powerful!"

"This emerald green ocean is boundless and possesses defense and attack power that is almost invincible at the same level..."

Many young masters saw this and were shocked.

The eighth prince of the Red Dragon King roared towards the sky, as if he wanted to tear the void apart. The red blood all over his body was like a surging wave, like a demon god!
Holding the red holy sword, he launched the most violent attack.

One after another, little red dragons burned fiercely in Xiao Ping'an's blue sea, carrying endless murderous intent, and transformed into rays of light one after another.

In Xiao Ping'an's impression of the rising moon on the sea, he was the god in that world, with lightning flashing all over his body, like the reincarnation of the god of thunder.

All the red dragons, even if they turned into divine light, were unable to reach Xiao Ping'an's sight and were constantly chopped to pieces by the green mist in the sea of ​​suffering.

People could clearly see that one dragon corpse after another was swallowed by the green ocean.

“The Eighth Prince of the Red Dragon King bred these little red dragons with his essence and blood. Although they are said to have the immortality of their master and the indestructible dragon, they are being devoured one by one like this, losing a large amount of essence and blood, which will inevitably hurt their vitality!” a young Holy Son commented.

The green sea continued to swallow the red blood and the dragon's corpse.

Xiao Ping'an looked calm, with the magic gourd floating above his head, his black hair dancing wildly, and the green ocean swallowed the magic sword and then swallowed the red dragon.

"Little worm, if you have anything you can do, use it now!"

Everyone looked at Xiao Ping'an, who not only swallowed the scales of the Eighth Prince of the Red Dragon King, but also swallowed so much of his essence and blood, and they were shocked.

Some people looked calm, some were shaken, some had stiff faces, and some were disheveled in the wind.

The eighth prince of the Red Dragon King stood in the void, with red flames surrounding his body, surging like a demon god.

Bang bang bang.

The blood-red holy sword in his hand seemed to have broken the seal, and it was as red as blood, as if it was going to devour people's minds and as if it was going to shatter the world.

This is a powerful weapon he obtained from the Red Dragon King.

After the seal was removed, the blood-colored divine light on it was like an ancient evil bell that had seen the light of day again. A bloody smell filled the air, as if there were the wailings of countless living creatures.

These are all the resentment left on the souls that have been killed. I wonder how much blood of living creatures is needed to cultivate a pair of demon soldiers.

That horrible bloody smell was like a savage dragon roaring.

This was the first time Xiao Ping'an saw the appearance of the evil soldiers, with the wailing of thousands of creatures on it.

"go to hell!"

The eighth prince of the Red Dragon King waved his magic weapon, with overwhelming resentment and aura of destruction, and slashed towards Xiao Ping'an like a sea of ​​blood.

The heaven and earth seemed to be shattered, and the bloody demon soldiers were indestructible.

It seemed not to be a weapon, but a bloody continent, like a bloody mountain, pressing down.

The bone stick appeared silently in Xiao Ping'an's hand, growing bigger and longer.

He smashed towards the bloody demon sword.

Bang, bang, bang, sparks flew and shook the whole area.

(End of this chapter)