The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 680: Subjugating the Five-Colored Divine Stone God
Xiao Pingan sent a telepathic message: "I have a special method that can restore you to your original state!"

Xiao Ping'an practiced the Way of Thunder, which allowed him to communicate with and control thunder, and naturally he could repair many weapons.

However, Xiao Ping'an did not rely on his own strength to repair the ultimate weapon, but relied on the mysterious black paper boat and the mysterious black mist on it.

Even the Silver Dragon Scroll and the God Training Pot can be easily suppressed and refined thoroughly.

The golden divine bell of the Golden Crow Emperor was also refined easily.

Xiao Ping'an believed that this five-colored divine stone could definitely be repaired.

Although he didn't know whether it could be repaired, as long as he refined it, his weapon god could repair itself.

Although it will take a long time, it is better than nothing.

The weapon god quickly agreed with Xiao Ping'an's statement and felt that he was not lying.

The weapon gods of the Silver Dragon Scroll and the Divine Refining Pot were also constantly communicating with the weapon god of the Five-Colored Divine Stone, which made him very curious.

After all, they are two weapon gods of the same level, representing different ancient emperors and different avenues.

Brush brush.

Five pieces of colorful divine stone fragments flew into Xiao Ping'an's immortal platform.

Xiao Ping'an immediately took them into the black paper boat, controlled the black paper boat to wrap it with the black mist on it, and began to try to repair the five-colored divine stone.

This was Xiao Ping'an's first attempt to use black mist to repair extreme weapons, and he didn't know whether it would succeed.

Anyway, for him, the first thing to do is to refine and subdue the weapon god of the five-colored divine stone.

"The Five-Colored Divine Stone was taken away by Lord Thunder Emperor!"

"The Thunder Emperor has another ultimate weapon!"

"Only a peerless powerhouse like Lord Thunder Emperor is worthy of possessing such an ultimate weapon!"

"I had expected this result a long time ago."

"The facts prove that Lord Thunder Emperor is truly blessed by God. Even the fragments of the ultimate weapon have been delivered to his door automatically!"

"I believe that Lord Thunder Emperor will definitely become an emperor. This is the legendary destiny!"

Many human practitioners were no longer calm and were talking about it.

If Xiao Ping'an had not taken away the fragments of the five-colored divine stone, an earth-shattering war would have already broken out among the crowd.

But this treasure actually fell into Xiao Ping'an's hands, so naturally no one was stupid enough to snatch it.

No matter how much they wanted to seize this treasure, no one dared to show it.

Most people were flattering and praising Xiao Pingan.

Xiao Pingan looked at the increasingly heated atmosphere and said, "Fellow Daoists, there is no need to be so polite. It was just luck that I was able to subdue the weapon god of the Five-Colored Divine Stone!"

Naturally, everyone gave another round of enthusiastic praise.

Xiao Ping'an was also a little flattered. No wonder so many wise and brave people could not escape the flattery of villains.

The feeling of being sought after is indeed a very pleasant experience.

Zhang Tianshi, who was standing far away, looked very proud.

Xiao Ping'an's three disciples stood side by side with their bodies straight, and the followers behind them all looked envious.

"Master is awesome!"

"That's what a man should do!"

"I want to be as awesome as my master!"

Xiao Ping'an obtained the ultimate weapon, the Five-Colored Divine Stone, and was in a good mood. He held the Silver Dragon Scroll and led everyone forward.

This mysterious pure land is very vast, but compared to the powerful cultivation of everyone, it is neither too big nor too small.

After the five-colored divine stone was put away, the five-colored divine light on the five-colored river gradually disappeared and turned into a silver river.

It seems to have returned to its original color.

Everyone looked at the Yellow Spring water in the distance, and many people suspected that it was the Yellow Spring River formed after the corpse of the ancient Nuwa emperor rotted. The aura above the Yellow Spring River was feared, and the Yellow Spring River in the void outside flowed out from here, and ordinary saints did not dare to touch it.

Xiao Ping'an led everyone to deliberately avoid the Yellow Springs River. Now, after going around in circles, they still have to face the Yellow Springs River.

From the source of the Yellow Springs River, there were waves of creepy screams, like heart-wrenching howls.

Monsters appeared one after another, some looked like bats, some looked like devil apes, and some looked like ghosts and goblins. These were creatures born in the extremely dark land of ancient times.

The aura they exude is extremely evil and violent.

At this time, the creatures formed by the corpses one after another covered the sky and the sun, and each of them exuded an extremely terrifying aura.

Almost every one of them possesses the strength of a saint, and some of them even possess the strength of a great saint.

Everyone felt a terrifying aura coming from afar, and they were so scared that they all hid behind Xiao Ping'an. Some even wanted to escape from the small world.

"Shh! Zha!"

Xiao Ping'an's voice was not loud, but it was like thunder in everyone's hearts, calming everyone's minds.

Xiao Ping'an made a move, and he waved his hand lightly as if casually.

An extremely dazzling lightning swept across the world, and countless terrifying ghosts were turned into ashes in the thunder.

"Ouch..."

Those great sage-level ghosts were still struggling hard, fighting against the terrifying nine-colored thunder.

Xiao Ping'an gently clenched his big hands, and terrible chaotic thunder appeared in the nine-colored thunder. In the blink of an eye, it smashed one great sage-level ghost after another into pieces, destroying their bodies and souls.

Such a terrifying group of ghosts was easily destroyed by Xiao Ping'an.

Aren’t they strong enough?

That's obviously not the case.

An ordinary great sage would have no choice but to flee in panic if he encountered these ghosts. Once surrounded, he would most likely be devoured by these ghosts.

But now, they are so vulnerable in front of Xiao Ping'an.

"Thunder Emperor Xiao Ping'an is worthy of being the Thunder Emperor!"

"It's really worth the trip to witness the might of Thunder Emperor's thunder!"

"From now on, I am willing to be a running dog under the Lord Thunder Emperor!"

One after another, the powerful men were so shameless that they openly flattered and fawned over Xiao Ping'an.

Zhang Tianshi couldn't help but frown after seeing this. Xiao Ping'an is the Holy Lord of Haiyue Holy Land. How could just any Tom, Dick or Harry get close to him?

These people were saints, saint kings, and great saints after all. Now they have become shockingly slick villains who fawn on others. It is really eye-opening.

Xiao Ping'an just laughed off these words of praise.

Xiao Ping'an led everyone to continue forward and soon arrived at the source of the Yellow Springs River.

A huge dragon's lair appeared there, from which countless chaotic air spewed out, which was very mysterious.

A dragon roar was heard from inside, and a giant yellow dragon rushed out from inside. The aura of the great emperor and ancient king filled the air, and everyone was stunned.

"Could this be the true form of Ancient Nuwa Emperor?"

"I heard that the ancient emperor Nuwa has demon blood. Could it be that he really turned into a dragon?"

"Is the Ancient Emperor Nuwa a human or a dragon?"

"Is this the corpse of the ancient emperor Nuwa?"

"Why do I feel a vibrant vitality from this corpse?"

Everyone was shocked, looking at the yellow dragon circling and flying, as if she were still alive.

This giant yellow dragon was circling and dancing in the sky, and where the dragon's cave was, there were at least dozens of medicinal herbs that were more than 80,000 years old, with different colors, each emitting an amazing medicinal fragrance.

Everyone was moved.

(End of this chapter)