Chapter 1887

"Little Lord!"

Seeing this scene, the rest of the Thunder Demons shouted in grief and indignation. They watched Lei Yundong being killed, but they didn't have any strength to resist, and they were extremely resentful.

"Don't worry, you will follow along on the road."

Xia Ping's figure flickered, and he shot repeatedly at the remaining Thunder Monster, cutting grass and roots.

"Wu Wudi, my Thunder Demon Clan will not let you go."

"The fact that you killed the young master of my Thunder Monster Clan has been spread by us. In the future, you will be the feud of my Thunder Monster Clan. You will never die, or die forever!"

"Just wait, patriarch, and the elders will avenge us, you will not end well."

"If you fight him, if you blew yourself up, you will pull him back even if you die."

Numerous thunder monsters were furious, they looked at death as home, tried to explode themselves, and died together with Xia Ping.

But their speed is really too slow, Xia Ping shot again and again, using Thousand-Handed Buddha, slapped down hard, and millions of palm prints appeared in an instant, blasting and killing everything.

Boom boom boom! ! !

Immediately, war drums roared in the void, and groups of flesh and blood exploded. When the drums stopped, the screams disappeared, and many thunder monsters were blown up on the spot, leaving no bones.

At this moment, there is no enemy in a radius of hundreds of millions of kilometers that can threaten Xia Ping anymore.

"You even tipped off the news? That's fine, it's just what I want."

Xia Ping didn't care about the threat of this group of thunder monsters at all. Instead, the tip-off was exactly what he meant. If there was no tip-off, how could it anger the Thunder monster clan and attract hatred.

Crash!

With a big hand, he immediately put away the group of thunder monsters and the space rings on the dark hall. There are a lot of pills, elixir and magic weapons, as well as various rare materials. It can be regarded as a windfall .

At the same time, the soul energy left behind by these enemies after they died was also completely devoured by him, taken as his own, and refined into soul crystals.

And the corpses of this group of thunder monsters were all precious materials for refining thunder-type magic weapons, and they were also collected by him, so they were not wasted.

Whoosh!

Xia Ping's figure flashed, and immediately landed in the center of this dark continent, and came to the treasure house. At this time, no one could stop him from obtaining the treasure.

"Um?!"

When he arrived in front of the treasure house, two divine lights appeared in his eyes, piercing through the restraint formation, and he could see the treasures inside the treasure house clearly, down to every detail.

In the center of the treasure house is a red tripod, which exudes the power of violent flames, engraved with countless flame runes, and possesses extremely tyrannical power.

There is no doubt that this is a holy artifact!

Immediately, Xia Ping's spying seemed to wake up the holy artifact, and a strong wave emanated out, instantly affecting the continent and shaking it violently.

"Little friend, let's go back. This old man is the Fentian Shenhuo Artifact Refining Cauldron. It is a middle-grade holy artifact under the hands of the Good Fortune Saint. It can refine all the rare treasures in the world. It has boundless mana. It is not something you, a mere mortal, can control."

At this moment, an old voice came out from this giant cauldron. It was vast, great, and at the same time contained an unquestionable aura, indicating that he would not be controlled by mortals.

Only saints can control it, and it doesn't pay attention to the rest.

Apparently, this sacred artifact has a spirit and its own independent will. If it is not recognized by the other party, ordinary practitioners will not want to control this sacred artifact.

"Mid-grade sacred artifact!"

Hearing this, Xia Ping's eyes lit up. This sacred artifact is really not simple. It has reached the level of a middle-grade sacred artifact. It is estimated that it has surpassed most of the sacred artifacts. Even a saint will salivate when he sees it. ruler.

He wanted to refine this holy artifact more and more.

Because the other party is so useful, it is a giant refining cauldron, which can automatically refine all kinds of magic weapons and elixirs. Obtaining the other party is equivalent to obtaining a master of refining equipment.

Although Qingniu's refining strength is also good, its main business is Shennong after all, responsible for managing farmland and medicine fields, and it is still different from a real master of refining.

But this Brahma Divine Fire Artifact Refining Cauldron is different. He must have refined countless magic weapons under the disciples of the sages.

And the opponent is still a complete middle-grade holy weapon, and the power it exerts is even more incomparable.

But the only troublesome thing now is that the other party is not willing to be refined by him. If it is forcibly refined, the power of this middle-grade holy weapon is not a joke.

Even the power of the peak of Lei Jie cannot suppress the opponent.

Thinking of this, Xia Ping's heart moved: "System, is there a way to help me refine this middle-grade holy artifact?"

He remembered the almost omnipotent system, and the other party had assisted him in refining some treasures.

"It's easy, it takes fifty hate crystals."

The system replied.

"Exchange, the system will help refine immediately."

Hearing this, Xia Ping couldn't wait to say, he has a total of 370 hatred crystals on him, and spending 50 hatred crystals is nothing, a little money.

But if he got this middle-grade holy artifact, he would be making a lot of money.

Rumble~~

In an instant, an unfathomable force surged out from Xia Ping's body, pierced through the void, tore apart the restraining formation, and poured directly into the Brahma Divine Fire Artifact Refining Cauldron. This force was irresistible.

"Impossible, how can you have such power in you, a mortal? Damn it!"

Originally, this Brahma Divine Fire Artifact Refining Cauldron was still aloof, and Xia Ping was not taken seriously, because even saints didn't know how many times it had been seen, and mere mortals were nothing.

It thinks that the other party, a human being who has not even cultivated to the Thunder Tribulation Realm, is impossible to refine and control himself.

But it's different now, it actually felt an unmatched energy rushing over, instantly submerging its own soul, making it pass out completely, and it couldn't even resist for a moment.

"Refining!"

At this moment, Xia Ping also felt that a trace of primordial spirit on his body extended with the energy of the system, easily penetrating the supreme restraining formation inside the Brahma Divine Fire Refining Cauldron.

He also couldn't help secretly marveling, the inner formations and divine lines of this Brahma Divine Fire Refining Cauldron are really astonishing and unfathomable.

Without the assistance of the system, according to his current strength, it is impossible to break through the depths of the core and refine the spirit.

In fact, if the Shanhe Pearl was not in a damaged state, but in a complete state, Qingniu would not have recognized Xia Ping and was casually refined.

Boom!

Soon, Xia Ping's primordial spirit entered the deepest inner space of the Brahma Divine Flame Refining Cauldron. It was a void space, only a cluster of red flames three feet high appeared, burning hot.

Obviously, this cluster of red flames is the spirit of the Brahma Divine Flame Refining Cauldron. At this moment, the other party is asleep, because the power of the system is in a state of sleep, defenseless, and all defense mechanisms on the body are invalid.

His soul turned into a human form, gently stretched out his fingers, and came into contact with the cluster of flames.