The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 605: The Power of the Silver Dragon Scroll
One ancient chariot after another rushed out.

There is a little purple unicorn about one foot tall, a little green dragon about one foot long, and a red-blood phoenix about one foot long.

There are also seven or eight little men about one foot long, with different colors, and each one looks like it was carved from jade.

They exude divine auras, just like gods.

"Who dares to make noise here?"

"This is the territory of our Holy Spirit clan!"

Although these holy spirits were only about one foot tall, each of them exuded the aura of a saint. When connected together, they seemed like several saint kings.

No wonder Xiao Ping'an misunderstood. It turned out that their auras could be connected together and elevated to the level of Saint King.

That terrifying aura surged, and facing these powerful sword-slaying masters, they had an absolute advantage.

"You all deserve to die for disturbing our Holy Spirit clan!" The Holy Spirits, each about a foot long, let out a soul-like roar.

Among them was a little man about one foot tall, with an extremely arrogant attitude. When he waved his hand, a dazzling light flew out.

One after another, the powerful warriors of the Zhan Dao had their bodies shattered, sweeping across a large area.

Those whose bodies were beaten into pieces were considered lucky. Most people were directly beaten into a ball of bloody mist, with both their body and soul destroyed.

The scene was truly tragic.

He had just been chased by that red-haired monster, and now so many saint-level holy spirits appeared again. The aura on their bodies was even more terrifying, and their tempers were even more violent.

The high and mighty leaders, no matter they were powerful warriors or great kings, fell to the ground like straw being cut, with heavy casualties.

Many people were horrified when they saw this. How could so many holy spirits be born from this ancient dragon cave?

It's so dangerous here.

These holy spirits are so terrifying and their strength is so powerful.

"It's bad. There are so many Holy Spirit Saints who hate the human race. We are doomed!"

"damn it!"

"Get back quickly!"

The extremely powerful masters, at this moment, were like dogs that had lost their homes and rats crossing the street, fleeing to places far away from the Holy Spirit.

Xiao Ping'an frowned. The number of these holy spirits was beyond his expectations.

Especially their attack method, they actually used strange runes.

These Dao runes are extremely powerful. They are the embodiment of their own Dao, and each one contains terrifying power.

Xiao Ping'an is the Saint King. Although he is not afraid of these saint-level holy spirits, he is also worried about the great perfect holy spirit behind them, the Immortal King of Zhongzhou.

"How to do?"

"Do you want to take action?"

Lu Wushuang and Ye Qiu, who were following behind Xiao Ping'an, had solemn expressions.

Xiao Pingan said: "Don't worry, I have the Silver Dragon Scroll in my hand, this is our confidence!"

Possessing extreme weapons is their trump card to save their lives.

“I wonder how many holy spirits have been bred in this ancient dragon cave?”

"Don't worry, there aren't that many Holy Spirits in this world. These Holy Spirits have almost all come out!"

Everyone was talking about it, and they all gasped in shock when faced with these saint-level holy spirits.

These holy spirits surrounded the people in the ancient dragon cave.

And that red-haired monster, with a group of other red-haired monsters, surrounded the others at the Huaxian Pool.

"Only a saint can fight a saint!"

"Except for the Holy Lord of Sea Moon, no one can control these saints of the Holy Spirit Clan!"

"Please ask the Holy Lord Haiyue to take action!"

"I wonder if I should use extreme weapons?"

"This place is too sensitive. Wouldn't it be like stirring up a hornet's nest if we use extreme weapons?"

Everyone was talking about it. At this moment, everyone was confronting each other. No one dared to take the initiative. "Ouch..."

The red-haired monster from the third generation Yuan Tianshi took the first step, and group after group of strong men were turned into red-haired monsters by him.

Whether they were origin masters or dragon seekers, or even masters who had never practiced, they fell to the ground, covered with red hair and emitting a strange aura.

They were all struggling hard, looking extremely painful, with hideous faces, and their conscious mind could not sustain for long.

"You all deserve to die!"

Xiao Ping'an stared at the red-haired monsters and the Holy Spirit and said.

Rumble.

The silver dragon scroll unfolded, and the ultimate divine power burst out, covering the whole world.

sizzle.

Those with red hair were burning with flames.

The supreme divine power constantly suppressed the strange changes in their bodies, helping them to eliminate the influence of the strange power.

The red-haired monster turned around and looked at Xiao Ping'an with a creepy look.

At this time, the Eternal Dragon Cave was getting closer and closer to the Immortal Pond, and the red-haired monster revealed a ferocious smile.

Xiao Ping'an's whole body was flashing with lightning, and the silver dragon scroll in his hand was emitting a sacrificial aura, making him look like a god.

This is not the first time Xiao Ping'an has used an extreme weapon, but his power is so great that Xiao Ping'an is amazed every time he uses it.

In this world, how many people are worthy of him using extreme weapons to deal with?

To deal with this red-haired monster and these holy spirits, even without the ultimate weapons, Xiao Ping'an is confident that he can kill them.

"Please ask the Holy Lord Haiyue to kill these monsters!"

"Please ask Lord Haiyue to avenge the dead humans!"

"These monsters have killed countless people, and they are ready to die!"

"Please ask the saint to take action!"

All these practitioners looked at Xiao Ping'an, expecting him to take action.

"Extreme weapons?"

"You actually possess extreme weapons?"

"That lowly human, immediately offer the ultimate weapon to our noble Holy Spirit!"

That group of saint-level holy spirits said greedily.

Xiao Pingan frowned: Are you kidding me? I am a Saint King who possesses extreme weapons. I can easily kill them. Why are they so rampant? Can't they really feel my aura? Don't they know how terrifying extreme weapons are?
Everyone's eyes were burning with desire. On the surface, his strength was the highest, and everyone had placed their hopes on Xiao Ping'an.

Now Xiao Ping'an is acting as a leader for the first time, and he is the hope of the human race.

"Don't think we'll be afraid of you just because you have extreme weapons!"

"Hand over your weapons immediately and we will spare your life!"

Those holy spirits said arrogantly.

Xiao Ping'an's face looked very ugly. It was the first time in his life that he was looked down upon by someone.

How dare these holy spirits speak to him like this.

"Very good!" Xiao Ping'an was angry: "You guys really want to die, I'll grant your wish!"

Xiao Ping'an was also getting impatient. The Holy Spirit clan was very vengeful. After being killed, there would be some marks on their bodies. The marks would be left on the body of the enemy and would take a long time to disappear.

His Holy Spirit would easily sense it and continue the pursuit.

Legend has it that killing a holy spirit will inevitably lead to divine punishment. These saints have been spoiled by heaven and earth.

They are so shameless and really disgusting.

Xiao Ping'an also frowned: These holy spirits are God's favorites, so am I not God's favorite?
He is taking advantage of others and wants to step on Xiao Ping'an. Does he really think Xiao Ping'an is made of dough?
Rumble.

As Xiao Ping'an became murderous, the terrible thunder storm immediately became violent, and the terrifying aura continued to rise.

(End of this chapter)