The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 394 Corpse King
As time passed, Xiao Ping'an's cultivation level improved day by day.

He gained more and more of the charm of the Tao.

Many people in the East China Sea have gone crazy with killing, but Xiao Pingan and others look like they don't care at all.

. . . . . .

On this day, Xiao Ping'an and others traveled around and finally arrived at the North Sea.

The North Sea is a vast expanse of darkness, with huge black waves surging and boundless.

According to ancient records of Ziwei Star, the sacred Fusang tree was born in Tanggu, East China Sea, and then suddenly disappeared at an unknown time.

Based on the ancient map given to him by the Sun Goddess and the inferences in the original text, Xiao Ping'an knew that the Fusang sacred tree was still in Tanggu.

It’s just that this is Tanggu, which has unknowingly moved to the North Sea, not the East China Sea as recorded in ancient history books.

The Black Ocean is boundless, and the black waves roll up to the sky, occasionally breaking up the clouds in the sky with a sound like thunder.

Xiao Ping'an, the nameless ancient sage, Lu Wushuang, and Ye Qiu, after entering the North Sea, they had become accustomed to the spectacular sights here.

Like Xiao Ping'an, they now began to take a normal attitude towards the search for the Sun Goddess.

What they were thinking about was naturally the immortal elixir, the Fusang sacred tree.

They silently observed the masters who appeared around them.

Now most of the disciples of Haiyue Holy Land have withdrawn.

It's really dangerous here.

Anyone who can appear here is at least a powerful immortal.

Those who have cultivated to this realm or become powerful sword-slaying masters are all extremely talented. Even though they are vulnerable in front of Xiao Ping'an, they are definitely geniuses praised by everyone in the holy land.

God in the eyes of mortals.

Xiao Ping'an and his companions had been at sea for a week. They had met many masters along the way and had also fought some major battles.

They used that map and appeared in one sea area today and in another sea area tomorrow. The route was very strange.

The route was forward, backward, left, and right. If there was no map, one would really think they were running around like headless flies.

Suddenly, there was a roar of heavenly sound and golden light in the sea ahead, and the whole sea was illuminated in golden color.

"Is there a sacred Fusang tree there?"

"The Fusang sacred tree has been born?" Everyone rushed over quickly.

A shocking battle had already begun in that sea area, with at least hundreds of figures fighting.

Among them, there were dozens of Golden Crows, like streaks of golden light, cutting through the sky.

An island slowly rises in the sea.

It turned out to be an ancient cave. On its stone door, there was a branch that looked like it was made of gold.

It was shining with golden light, emitting a dazzling divine light, as well as an extremely rich flame and breath of life.

"A branch of the sacred Fusang tree!"

"The clue to the Fusang sacred tree has appeared!"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise. They thought they were here to try their luck, but they didn't expect that there was actually news about the Fusang sacred tree.

Seeing is believing, as the branches of the sacred Fusang tree have not appeared for tens of thousands of years.

"Hehehe..." A terrible laugh was heard.

A withered, skinny, ghostly figure appeared.

It turned out to be the Corpse King.

Legend has it that the Corpse King is an ancient corpse that was born with intelligence and is terrifyingly powerful.

His strength far exceeds that of an average great king, perhaps he is a semi-saint.

Coming with him was the Evil King. Yes, the Evil King was also an ancient corpse that had given birth to a new spirit.

However, the two of them did not give birth to kind souls like the Emperor's corpse.

It would be more appropriate to call the spiritual intelligence born in their bodies evil spirits. Anyway, they are different from those evil gods.

When the people of the Jinwu tribe saw the two of them, their eyes were filled with hatred.

There was an old golden crow with a gleam in its eyes, and its target was fixed on the evil king.

"The ancestor of the Sixteenth Clan is the Evil King, who killed and devoured the Eighth Prince. Please avenge the Eighth Prince!" a member of the Jinwu tribe shouted.

"Give me this old Golden Crow. I need his essence and blood to allow me to make further progress." The Corpse King spoke, taking the lead and rushing towards the old Golden Crow.

This skeleton-like corpse king has unfathomable magical powers and amazing physical strength. Ordinary old antique living fossils are no match for him.

"All the outsiders please retreat. Don't go forward to seek death. Clear the area now..." The Evil King looked at the crowd around him with an evil face.

“Jin Shiliu, the blood of your Jinwu clan is like the essence of the sun’s fire. After drinking it, my whole body feels warm and comfortable. I really want to drink another sip…” The corpse king, who looked like a skeleton, smiled sinisterly, as if a thousand-year-old ghost was crying.

“Old ghost, you are looking for death by provoking my Golden Crow clan!” A furnace appeared in the hand of the sixteenth ancestor of the Golden Crow.

On the other side, the evil king stretched out his long tongue and licked his lips, looking hungry: "I smell the scent of blood, it's so fragrant and delicious..."

Old Golden Crow was very angry. He sacrificed the furnace and the terrifying power of the saint was overwhelming.

"what..."

The skeleton-like corpse king suddenly let out a scream. He didn't expect that Old Jinwu actually brought a great sage weapon, which almost broke his body.

The fist-sized small stove looked inconspicuous, but at this moment it was held in the hands of Old Jinwu, emitting rays of divine fire.

No one had expected that the Skeleton King, who had been so arrogant just now, would let out such a shrill scream, and dense cracks appeared all over his body.

"what..."

The Skeleton King shouted loudly, and black blood spurted out from the cracks like a fountain.

Those terrifying streams of blood, as black as ink and emitting black mist, fell into the sea and poisoned a large number of marine life.

His bones were creaking and cracks appeared on his body.

"That stove is so scary!" The crowd watching was horrified.

That was a powerful skeleton king. It was said that his body was once the body of a saint. It was very hard and terrifying, and even ordinary saint soldiers could not break it.

However, at this moment, his body was directly pierced through by the divine fire that spewed out of the furnace.

Rumble.

At this moment, an overwhelming aura of saint emanated, and large areas of the surrounding sea were forcibly frozen.

Countless sea waters have been evaporated.

The fist-sized furnace was like an awakened weapon god, sweeping across the sea.

"This is definitely a supreme holy weapon!"

"Yes, this is definitely a weapon made by the Great Sage!"

The people around were all shocked. This terrifying aura of the Great Sage was so majestic and powerful that many people couldn't stop shaking all over.

Some people fell on the beach, while others knelt in worship in the sky.

The Skeleton King was still screaming. He was really careless and didn't dodge.

His limbs were burning with flames, and his limbs, internal organs, and bones were surrounded by a terrible strange red flame.

Even with such a strong body, he couldn't withstand the terrible flames.

He has not yet become a saint, and has no ability to live a new life, let alone fight against this strange sun fire spirit.

(End of this chapter)