The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 528 Blood River Formation

The Blood Snake Saint has a pair of blood-red wings flapping constantly behind him, and the blood energy is surging behind him. He is tall and majestic, yet also meticulous.

He recalled the legends from ancient times.

The man who once performed the divine song also evolved the sigh of the gods, killing people invisibly and in an instant.

But according to records, that would cost a considerable price.

Xiao Ping'an in front looked unharmed, with a faint smile on his face, which made many demon saints feel uneasy.

Many demon saints looked solemn and became more cautious, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"We are wrong. We all admit our mistakes."

"Xiao Ping'an is not someone who has just entered the realm of saints!"

"On the surface, he is only at the third level of Saint, but I can clearly feel that his strength may have caught up with Saint King!"

The Bat Saint said as the bat wings behind him flapped continuously, and inky black demonic energy filled the air, just like the god of the underworld.

After hearing this, the other demon saints all changed their expressions.

What kind of state is that?
Could it be the invincible posture of a saint?

Whoever Xiao Ping'an looked at, the demon saint would involuntarily step back.

"Yes, he has gone very far on the path to becoming a saint."

“Although it looks like we are at the third level of the saintly heaven, we feel that we have gone much further than that.”

The Sunflower Saint nodded, and an infinite amount of golden light burst out from his body. He was as bright as the sun god, so brilliant that it was impossible to look directly at him.

"Could this young man be an old monster who has lived a second life?"

"If he is really a young genius, he can't be so strong!"

A demon saint thought of this possibility and his face became even more embarrassed.

When the demon saints heard this, they all showed expressions of shock.

They had long heard that there were some outstanding geniuses who were reborn from the depths of death, just as wildfires burned the weeds, which sprouted new life the following spring.

Relying on one's own strength, one will start a second life. Not only will one have an astonishing longevity, but one's physique will also undergo an astonishing transformation, and the avenue will also sublimate and transform again, becoming even more powerful.

"No wonder I felt the aura of this person was so strange. I even felt that he was a powerful dragon."

"Legend has it that people who live a second life will undergo a strange transformation after cutting off their own origins, but it is not certain in which direction they will transform. Perhaps this is why this person is so strange."

"Does that mean you want to practice and become a dragon?"

"Catch him and torture him severely. We must force him to find out the secret of his second life!"

These nineteen demon saints made up many things in their own minds.

They originally looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy, but now they all became extremely excited and eager to try.

It seems that by catching Xiao Ping'an, he can obtain the secret to living a second life.

Rumble.

Xiao Ping'an looked at the sesame cakes and whispered excitedly.

He had long since developed the abilities of clairvoyance and super hearing.

I could hear clearly what they said.

He really couldn't stand this group of bastards anymore.

He took the initiative to launch an attack, like a dreamy seven-colored lightning, rushing in all directions, and no one could stop him.

This is Xiao Ping'an's fusion of the Thunder Way and the Flying Immortal Steps of the Henren Emperor, a speed secret technique that can be compared with the Xing character secret.

Xiao Ping'an's speed was so fast that he broke through the constraints of many demon saints in an instant and was invincible.

With the Dou character secret, Xiao Pingan, who has integrated a variety of martial arts secrets, can be said to be domineering at this time. The transformation from ethereal to domineering is just a matter of a blink of an eye.

Xiao Ping'an's right hand evolved into a sword of thunder, so sharp that it seemed as if it could cut through the heavens.

The extremely sharp Thunder Sword chopped down, splitting a demon saint directly into two halves.

The body and the soul were instantly annihilated, and the blood and essence of countless saints were devoured.

Xiao Ping'an's left hand continued to evolve, and actually evolved into an ancient tower, which was completely constructed of thunder runes.

The moment this Thunder Tower took shape, it emitted a force that shocked the nine heavens and ten earths, as if it could suppress the past, present and future.

With a puff, a tower of thunder instantly smashed a demon saint into pieces, bones and blood splattered everywhere, and his soul turned into ashes.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Ping'an destroyed two more demon saints, and no one could stop him.

Dang Dang Dang. . .

The sound of bells rang out, like the sound of the great road, the resonance between heaven and earth, like the world turning upside down, carrying the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles.

Xiao Ping'an clasped his hands together and used thunder to evolve a divine bell, on which the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, as well as flowers, birds, fish, insects, flying animals and running beasts were imprinted with thunder.

This bell of thunder is so majestic that it can intimidate all enemies.

Ahhhh…

The two demon saints were covered. They screamed and tried their best to resist, but it was all in vain.

Their bodies and souls were shattered into pieces almost instantly, turning into blood mist, and their forms and souls were destroyed.

This is Xiao Ping'an's strength, and this is Xiao Ping'an's understanding of the Way of Thunder.

He killed people everywhere and was invincible.

The sight of these demon saints one after another was horrifying.

Xiao Ping'an's invincible posture deeply shocked every demon saint.

Led by the Blood Snake Saint, the Bat Saint, and the Sunflower Saint, the demon blood in their bodies automatically rushed out, connecting with the essence and blood of other demon saints, and bursting out with infinite divine light.

Dense numbers of saintly laws intertwined together to block this rooftop, trying to trap Xiao Ping'an and offset his amazing speed advantage.

They used their own demon blood to transform into a blood river formation. They no longer fought the enemy alone, but wanted to refine Xiao Ping'an alive.

The Barbarian God of War, the Eighth Generation Sect Leader, and the two Black Tortoises could no longer sit still and stood up to take action.

Xiao Ping'an gave them a look, telling them not to worry, that he still had a trump card.

Xiao Ping'an once again changed from being domineering to being ethereal, and then he sat there cross-legged calmly.

The ancient zither that was transformed from the Yin-Yang Divine Sword appeared in front of him again.

At this time, Xiao Ping'an no longer had any murderous aura, as if he was an orchid in a valley, enveloped by the sky full of thunder flowers.

"If you want to kill me, you can try!" Xiao Pingan said calmly.

At this moment, the thirteen demon saints were furious.

They acted together, and countless saintly laws attacked Xiao Ping'an. They wanted to refine Xiao Ping'an.

In their opinion, as long as they were trapped in the Blood River Formation, Ren Ping and Xiao Ping'an would not be able to use their extraordinary abilities.

A mysterious pure land seemed to have formed around Xiao Ping'an's body.

Countless thunder flowers are blooming, constantly absorbing the blood essence of the saint, becoming more crystal clear and becoming more gorgeous and beautiful.

Xiao Ping'an plucked the strings of the piano with both hands. His state of mind seemed to be constantly sublimating, and he played a true divine song.

This is his understanding of the Tao, the sublimation after practicing to the extreme.

This is an incredibly beautiful painting. Xiao Ping'an, dressed in blue, dances in the wind, surrounded by countless flower languages, as if he is a god who is detached from the world.

(End of this chapter)