The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 476: Barbarians Seeking Defeat in the East

"Unless they fight to the death, who knows what their final trump card is?"

"No matter what, the Ancient Saint Body has been silent for many years. Although these two Ancient Saint Bodies have not grown up yet, they still leave a glimmer of hope!"

"So what if they have the holy bodies of the human race? Their path to cultivation has long been cut off. Even if they grow up, they will be vulnerable in front of the geniuses of the demon race! Any genius of the demon race can be killed at will!" A harsh voice came from a distance.

Xiao Ping'an looked over and saw several young people.

"It turns out that this is the human race's inheritance that is very closely connected to the demon race."

"It is said that they are willing to be servants of the demon tribe, offering their sons as servants and their daughters as concubines. They do not feel ashamed, but proud!"

Someone whispered.

"Yes, how many people in the younger generation can hold up the banner of the human race?"

"Now they don't even dare to challenge the demon clan masters. They also know that they are outmatched and dare not challenge!"

"The human race's holy body is a thing of the past. Do we still expect those two ancient holy bodies that haven't grown up to support the human race?"

"Yes, even the ancient saints are all dead, and you are still dreaming!"

"There are so many humans, but only a few geniuses. They are far behind the demons!"

Hearing these words, Xiao Ping'an's head buzzed.

His eyes were shining like lightning as he looked at those humans. He really didn't understand. They were obviously humans, but they stood on the side of the demons. From what they said, they already regarded themselves as "noble" demons!

What on earth did these people go through? Why did they say such things?

Xiao Ping'an felt the hot blood in his body roaring and surging like thunder, and even his soul was shaking violently.

At this moment, Xiao Ping'an's eyes were somewhat terrifying. There were stars twinkling in his eyes. His black hair was draped over his shoulders, floating in the wind, as if he was a god sitting there.

"Holy Son, please restrain yourself!" Lu Wushuang immediately sent a message.

"Holy Son, please calm down. We just arrived here, so we should keep a low profile!" Ye Qiu patted Xiao Ping'an on the shoulder.

Xiao Ping'an nodded and said nothing more.

At this moment, he seemed like a sculpture, just sitting there.

His thoughts seemed to travel through time and space, back to the past, thinking of those who regarded him as a spiritual foreigner.

Their thoughts are really weird, and Xiao Pingan finds it hard to understand.

He finally managed to collect his thoughts.

Although he was still sitting there, listening to everyone's discussions, his eyes had turned cold, and he noted down the crimes of those people in his little notebook.

“I heard that the ancient assassin dynasty, hell and the human world have also been born!”

"Without the assassins from Heaven, these two ancient assassin dynasties are no longer secretive, and they have come out into the world openly!"

"Their godsons and goddesses of all generations are known to have killed all the kings. Their palaces are built with skulls of various gods and kings, and the skins of ancient saints are used as carpets!"

"They have frightened countless humans and demons. They have proved their truth through killing!"

Xiao Ping'an stayed here for a few days and found out a lot of information.

He stood up and left with Lu Wushuang and Ye Qiu.

The powerful energy and blood in his body, like a sleeping dragon, was terrifying and attracted many people's attention.

Many people speculated which family the holy son or divine son belonged to.

. . . . . .

There are many high mountains and steep cliffs in Nanling, with countless ancient and strange beasts roaming everywhere, and there are many primitive tribes.

Dongfang Qiubai, he is a barbarian with disheveled hair.

He was wearing animal skins and holding a wolf-tooth club.

He is an unparalleled genius. When he was in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, he broke the palm of a second-level immortal with his strength, which shows how strong his physique is.

He had a wild temperament, very primitive. The skin under the animal skin was bronze and strong.

In his hand was a mace made from a special stone.

Normally, when he meets people, he likes to smile honestly, revealing a row of snow-white teeth, and looks very simple.

But he is a real genius. He looks harmless and honest, but his strength is extremely powerful.

But on this day, when he heard the news from home, he couldn't laugh.

At this time, Dongfang Qiubai's people were in an ancient mountain range called Yehuling.

This is where their tribe is located.

But at this time, there was a powerful enemy at the doorstep, and the murderous aura was endless. Many demon masters surrounded the place.

In the sky, dark clouds rolled and war drums roared.

Flags fluttered and ancient chariots roared, as if they were going to crush the sky.

The cold light shone on the iron armor, the demonic energy broke through the sky, and I don’t know how many powerful demons came.

At this time, the Eastern Tribe was still a very small primitive tribe.

They originally lived in seclusion in a primitive mountain range called Yehuling, and lived a peaceful life, but today they are facing a disaster.

An old man flew up from the mountain and came into the air.

The old man was very thin and wore very simple clothes, which he still wore even though they were patched.

His white hair was messy, his face was full of wrinkles, and he only had a few teeth left.

"Who are you? Why are you invading our tribe?"

"Haha, you are just a group of uncivilized primitive people and barbarians. Humans may not regard you as human beings." A demon sneered.

"I don't want to waste any more time talking to you. Today, I will kill everyone and wipe out your entire clan. No barbarian will be able to leave alive." Another demon sneered.

In the sky, a huge copper warship, flashing with a cold metallic luster, exudes a terrifying aura.

There are two leading demons above, cold and conceited.

On the other side, a huge silver warship was equally hideous and terrifying, exuding a terrifying aura.

There are at least twenty ferocious birds and beasts on it, all of which are rare and exotic species.

A demon with a lion's head, bull horns, and green scales all over his body, standing six meters tall.

He was aloof and conceited.

He stared at the old man and suddenly punched him.

He is extremely domineering, full of demonic energy and has amazing fighting power.

The divine light was like the sun and the moon, and it was like a mountain pressing down.

In an instant, the mountains and forests collapsed, and a huge fist appeared, smashing directly on the old man.

The old man didn't have time to dodge before he was blown to pieces by his body. Blood and bones splattered everywhere, leaving only a head that fell into the ancient village.

Blood fell from the sky like rain, it was a horrible sight. An old man who lived a peaceful and simple life was beaten to pieces.

"Fifth Uncle!" A mournful cry was heard from the ancient village below, and everyone was filled with grief and indignation.

"The Blue Lion King is really too angry. He beat him hard right away. We should capture him, torture him, and then massacre this human village!"

On another golden warship, a centipede monster with silver wings said with glee.

This centipede monster with silver wings has fifty or sixty arms, each of which is two meters long.

The whole body is shining, as if it is cast from silver.

He seemed to be the leader of the golden warship.

(End of this chapter)