Chapter 1,151 Turning the Tide
When Xia Pingan quickly returned to the wilderness mountain where he had just killed the clone of the Black Feather God, the ground on the wilderness mountain had completely changed - it had been beaten to pieces in the battle. The ground and mountains in Kong have now turned into a huge magma lake with an area of almost tens of thousands of square kilometers...
In the magma lake, heat waves are rolling. At this moment, the hard rock layers and hills on the ground have turned into dark red hot magma in the magma lake. The magma is like a tsunami, setting off huge waves of tens of meters, heading towards the lake. It was gushing and sweeping around.
The culprit that caused all this was the huge bronze skull of the Winged Demon Lord who had just been killed by Xia Pingan.
At this moment, the bronze skull is deep in the magma lake, hundreds of meters underground. In the gaps between the eyes, mouth, nostrils, and ears of the bronze skull, purple-red high-temperature flames are like Like the Yangtze River, it rolled out. It was these flames that melted the earth and mountain peaks, turning them into rolling magma, and pushed the magma towards the surroundings wave after wave.
The bronze skull seemed to be completely out of control at the moment. The high-temperature flames it continuously spit out not only changed the terrain here, but also burned itself as red as the iron tongs in the boiler. The skull emitted a dazzling white light, as if It will melt at any time, and some small cracks have appeared on the head of the bronze skull. The entire bronze skull is frantically devouring and absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth, while exuding extremely unstable fluctuations of divine power. The fluctuations of divine power disturb the surroundings. The space, under this terrifying high temperature, caused the sky above the magma lake to become somewhat distorted. This scene reminded Xia Pingan inexplicably of the terrifying aura before the Void Divine Thunder exploded...
Xiqing held her green-stemmed lotus, and Miluo held her phoenix guqin. The two of them were like goddesses descending to earth, with their long skirts fluttering and their hair flying. They stood above the rolling lava lake, joining hands to bless a stream of ice. A blue energy light curtain enveloped the sea of magma, and also contained the flames spouted by the bronze skeleton within this ice blue light curtain.
"The Winged Demon Lord's natal artifact is no longer controllable and may self-destruct at any time. The self-destruction power of the natal artifact is more terrifying than the Void Divine Thunder. There is a treasure hiding spot found by the Treasure-gathering Golden Toad nearby. Xiqing and I can still suppress it now. Live with that skull and see if you can send that skull somewhere else or prevent it from self-destructing. If not, we can only evacuate quickly!"
As soon as Xia Pingan flew over, Mi Luo's slightly anxious voice sounded in his ears. Although Xia Pingan had only been away for a few minutes, the situation in front of him could not be worse.
The self-destruction power of this eighth-level god's divine weapon is extremely terrifying. In order to survive, the escaped Winged Demon Lord did not hesitate to cut off his tail to survive, and resorted to all kinds of desperate measures.
"Don't worry, leave it to me!" Xia Ping'an said. In a flash, he rushed into the icy blue energy light curtain. With just a flash of his body, he dived into the boiling In the lake of magma, and then went upstream, facing the fierce erupting flames, directly came to the huge bronze skeleton that was spitting fire like a violent crater.
The flames spewed out by the skull are not ordinary flames, but fire attacks comparable to the divine skills of the eighth-level gods. In the face of such flames, ordinary powerful gods, even if they do not die, will probably suffer in a moment. seriously injured.
The clothes on Xia Pingan's body in the high-temperature flames instantly turned into flying ash. The high-temperature flames burned directly on Xia Pingan's body. The power of Ming Wang Wujian's divine body was once again revealed, and a layer of water floated on the outside of his body. The dull golden light and the terrifying high-temperature flames swept over Xia Pingan's body, like a rushing river rushing into the endless abyss, and was swallowed up all at once, while Xia Pingan's body was unscathed.
Miluo and Xiqing in the sky were a little frightened when they saw Xia Ping'an actually rushing towards the bronze skull with the increasingly intense white light despite the high-temperature flames. This kind of thing is just like ordinary people clearing mines. Too dangerous.
As for the fact that Xia Ping'an's clothes turned into ashes and that he was completely naked at this moment, it is harmless and has no impact on a summoner of this level. For those who have cultivated to the realm of gods, who is not the blood of a mountain of corpses? Walking through the sea, taking out your heart and replacing your lungs is nothing more than a trivial matter, why would you care about this? They see a person's body more than a doctor sees a patient lying on the operating table.
Biluo's expression was natural. Only Xiqing looked down at her, her cheeks turned slightly red, and she quickly closed her eyes.
"Be careful!" The two women's voices appeared in Xia Pingan's ears almost at the same time.
"Don't worry!" Xia Ping'an said as he began to pinch out the secret spells in his hands and hit the fingers one after another on the bronze skull.
The last instruction and will that this bronze skull received as a natal artifact should be to self-destruct and detonate, but the Winged Demon Lord has been killed by himself. The only way to stop this natal artifact that is about to self-destruct is, It is to extract a trace of the natal soul of the killed Winged Demon Lord from this natal artifact, make this natal artifact an ownerless thing, and then find a way to control it.
This job sounds simple to say, but it is extremely difficult to do it, because there are too many secret methods involved, and these secret methods are all top-notch secret methods, and they also need various secret methods to cooperate with each other. If it were anyone else, it would be impossible. Only Xia Ping'an, who has a hundred years of cultivation experience in the Buddhist Scripture Hall and masters the powerful spiritual world secrets, combined with the two, can turn the tide at this juncture and let the divine weapon that is about to self-destruct be able to do so. stop.
As Xia Pingan's hand seal spells hit the fire-breathing skull one by one, the flames of the skull gradually decreased. Just a few minutes later, with the trace of the life essence of the Winged Demon God on the skull, The god was pulled out and disappeared in the blink of an eye in the flames. On the head of the fire-breathing skull, a huge pillar of fiery flames over a hundred meters thick rose into the sky. Amidst the roaring noise, the huge four to five thousand square kilometers The magma in the magma lake set off huge waves more than a thousand meters high and surged from the center to the surroundings...
Biluo and Xiqing's hearts tightened, thinking that the divine weapon was going to explode. The next second, the huge pillar of scorching flames dissipated, and all the high-temperature flames and energy in the magma lake also disappeared instantly.
In just a second or two, the high-temperature magma that swept towards the surroundings froze instantly under the ice-blue light shield, and the magma in the magma lake within tens of thousands of square kilometers changed again. For the rock, everything was like a miracle between the scene changes.
Xia Pingan, who had instantly put on a black battle robe, dragged the bronze skull that had been split into two halves, soared from the ground to the sky, and flew in front of the two women in the blink of an eye.
"Are you okay?" Miluo asked with concern.
Xiqing's face was not as red as before and had returned to normal.
Xia Ping'an didn't feel any strange at all. He looked at the two women and smiled slightly, "It's okay. Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life. This artifact of the Winged Demon Lord has now become an ownerless thing. It just happened to be cracked from the middle. God's will. The two of you are exactly half of each other, and the casting material of this natal artifact is precious ancient orichalcum, which can make your respective natal artifacts go further!"
"Brother Cicada, you and Miluo can each take half. You contribute the most, so I won't let you go..." Xiqing shook her head quickly and said.
"I have killed the Winged Demon Lord, and I have collected some ancient orichalcum on him. The ones here are divided between the two of you. We all have a share!" Xia Pingan said.
"Sister Xiqing, let each of us take half. If you don't accept it, none of us will be embarrassed to accept it. Besides, you also participated in the battle just now. Your contribution is not small, so don't refuse!" Miluo smiled beside him. He said, and then he took action and took out half of the skull.
Before Xiqing could speak, a voice suddenly sounded in the distance, "It's that woman who stole my dragon scales..."