The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 504: The Birth of the Centipede Saint
This green-headed centipede is an ancestor of the Silver Centipede Tribe and a semi-saint.

In this little golden age, this green-headed centipede has a chance to break through and become a saint.

He pounced towards Xiao Ping'an at an astonishing speed.

Each of his offensive movements was very peculiar. They looked ordinary, but were incredibly powerful.

Every time he attacked, divine patterns of the Dao flashed, containing astonishing killing power.

Xiao Ping'an lightly swung his punch and attacked thirty-six times in an instant.

Click click click.

The arm of this powerful green-headed centipede cracked and shattered directly.

With a "puff", his head was smashed to pieces.

"The Green-Headed King!"

Many Silver Centipede masters roared loudly. It was obvious that this was the Green Head King, an extremely important ancestor.

"kill!"

Many powerful men were blood-thirsty and rushed towards Xiao Ping'an.

Xiao Ping'an sneered, and the thunder field around him was like a meat grinder, invincible.

He casually sent out a bolt of lightning, and the powerful warrior was instantly turned into ashes.

"Shh! Zha!"

The Thunder Mantra he evolved carries the most original heavenly thundering sound.

The centipedes all over the sky were screaming, one centipede after another, even the strong ones at the second level of immortal power would have their bodies blown to pieces.

In front of Xiao Ping'an, the centipede blood dyed the sky red, and one centipede after another exploded. It was a very terrifying scene.

The divine islands collapsed one after another, and the strong men of the centipede clan were killed one after another.

buzzing.

One after another, ancient warships rose into the sky, golden, silver, and black, all sparkling with a cold metallic luster.

Hundreds of warships, baptized by war, were covered with marks of swords and knives.

The roar of these warships made the entire sky shake.

They are connected together, like a formation that is overwhelming and indestructible.

Group after group of barbarian warriors suffered heavy losses and fell one after another.

Piece after piece of blood bloomed.

These centipedes are also crazy.

They burned the source of their life, causing warships to explode like fireworks, killing one barbarian warrior after another.

Xiao Ping'an showed his divine power. Holding the Goddess Furnace in his hand, even without sending divine power into it, he used it like a huge hammer and still smashed one terrible warship after another.

The warship's formation was immediately thrown into chaos, and the terrifying offensive was immediately destroyed, so they had to retreat and regroup.

Xiao Ping'an seized the opportunity, connected the power of the stars and the dragon veins of the earth, and activated the Goddess Furnace again.

Tens of thousands of five-colored rays of light shot out like divine arrows, and the divine islands and mountains and rivers collapsed one after another.

Under the terrifying power of this holy weapon, it turned into ashes.

Warships one after another were reduced to ashes, and the monsters on board died violent deaths.

Every flash of the Goddess Furnace would smash warships and sacred mountains, and even kill powerful monsters instantly.

At this moment, Xiao Ping'an was like a demon king, holding the goddess furnace that was emitting colorful divine light, reaping the lives of the silver centipedes.

Wherever Xiao Ping'an went, there was collapse, and strong men were shattered into pieces and turned into blood mist.

"Holy beast!" A terrifying energy fluctuation came from afar.

"Please come out, revive the holy soldiers, and destroy the enemy!" Groups of centipede goblins shouted. At this time, the corpses were piled up like a mountain. There was no retreat. Unless one side won, it would be a disaster for the whole clan.

There was a half-holy centipede monster at the level of a living fossil, holding a broken holy weapon, and launched an astonishing attack.

Fortunately, Xiao Ping'an discovered it in time and blocked the attack with the Goddess Furnace, otherwise at least thousands of barbarian cavalry would have been turned into ashes.

In the face of the power of a saint, it is truly impossible to resist.

Even so, hundreds of powerful barbarians were turned into ashes by the aftermath of the holy weapon.

The old chief of the barbarians was very shocked and angry. Holding the stone axe left by the Great Sage, he killed the great kings one after another.

The attacks from other fronts were also very difficult.

Xiao Ping'an once again controlled the Goddess Furnace, emitting an extremely blazing five-colored divine light, and once again attacked the formation in front.

Using this kind of weapon consumes a huge amount of energy. Even if he borrows the power of the stars and the power of the earth veins, Xiao Ping'an still has to spend a lot of energy to maintain it. He will not be able to bear it if he keeps using it.

In addition, in order to deal with the possible appearance of a saint, Xiao Ping'an left some spare strength.

Hundreds of warships and chariots were instantly reduced to ashes and disappeared completely in a beam of divine light.

buzzing.

Once again, the aura of the Holy Soldiers filled the air, and it was obvious that a strong man from the Centipede Clan was launching a thundering attack.

In the deepest part of the Silver Centipede's sacred land, an alarm bell sounded. The aura of the Great Sage's magical weapons was spreading, obviously summoning the centipede back to hide in the last sacred land.

Xiao Ping'an held the Goddess Furnace in his hand, opened a bloody path, and led everyone to charge forward.

The situation was similar in the other groups. They chased after the monsters and took the opportunity to kill many retreating centipede monsters.

Xiao Ping'an saw that the white tiger and the blue dragon were also seriously injured. It turned out that they were fighting with guardian beasts of similar level as them, and their victory was a miserable one.

The old barbarian immediately put them into a special weapon and kept them warm inside.

Ahead is the last sacred land of the centipede clan, and all the centipedes have retreated inside.

Everyone surrounded the centipede's nest, ready for the final blow at any time.

"I never thought that the tribe of the ancient barbarian god of war in Nanling had not had its inheritance cut off, and there are still so many people alive!" An old voice came.

An old centipede appeared, with white hair all over his head.

"This is actually a saint at the holy beast level!" Everyone was shocked.

Although this saint-level old centipede looks skinny, his blood and energy are amazing, and his dry body is burning like the sun.

Many powerful barbarians felt hot all over, their bodies were about to collapse, and they felt like their souls were burning. This was the pressure from the saint.

The aura of the holy soldiers was spreading, as if they would strike at any time.

The old barbarian patriarch sacrificed the stone axe, and Xiao Ping'an sacrificed the goddess' furnace.

A special saintly realm was formed, protecting everyone.

"It has been many years since the enemy attacked our centipede clan. You are so brave." The white-haired centipede was very indifferent and terrifyingly powerful.

"You guys don't even have a saint, are you looking for death?"

"Children, send a message to the Blue Lion King and Golden Lion King tribes, and invite their saints to come and share the inheritance of the Ancient God of War!"

"Today I will go on a killing spree and destroy all the last inheritance of the Ancient God of War!" said the Centipede Saint in a deep voice.

Many barbarians were shocked by the saintly background of a saint holding a holy weapon and inviting the Green Lion King and the Golden Wing King.

They also have some background, as they have two sacred beast-level black turtles that they did not bring with them and are guarding their home.

Not only does the Centipede Tribe have a strong foundation, but the Blue Lion King and Golden Wing King tribes also have strong foundations.

Background represents mystery and weirdness, horror and power.

(End of this chapter)