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Chapter 707

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The huge explosion in this place also affected other places, which was sensed by many demons and human elites nearby. After all, it was impossible for them to not know about such a huge commotion.

"What's going on? Why did such a huge commotion suddenly happen? "

"I've heard this sound before during military exercises. It seems to be the sound of a nuclear bomb exploding."

"Are you kidding me? A nuclear bomb explosion? Which madman brought a nuclear bomb in?"

Many humans and demons looked in the direction of the earthquake. They felt the ground trembling, and they felt a little unsteady. The houses trembled as if they were about to collapse.

They felt a trace of trepidation.

"I don't know why, and there's no evidence, but I have a feeling that this is very likely the work of that b * tch, Xia Ping." An elite student had a strange expression as he expressed his opinion.

"I feel the same way."

"Brother, you said what I'm thinking. It's definitely that scourge who did it."

"Other than that bastard, who else could do such a thing? I just don't know why."

"The number of evil demons seemed to have decreased a lot, as if they were attracted by something."

"Let's go take a look and see what exactly happened."

"We have to go. Otherwise, we won't even know how we died if we were tricked by that bastard."

Many humans and demons were shocked by the earth-shattering explosion. It was unknown how many people could be killed by such an intense shockwave.

The area within a radius of more than ten kilometers was affected, and it could be felt hundreds of kilometers away. It was no less than a magnitude 7 or 8 earthquake.

All of them were a little flustered. They didn't know what kind of trouble that b * tch Xia Ping had caused. If they didn't figure it out as soon as possible, they wouldn't be able to sleep or eat in peace.

...

More than ten minutes later, the explosion finally stopped.

However, the area with Xia Ping as the center had a shocking crater blown up. The soil was charred black, and even burned at high temperatures, causing the soil to melt into magma, constantly emitting white smoke.

Even the central area was filled with extremely high temperatures, hundreds or even thousands of degrees. Even steel would melt under such high temperatures, and the air seemed to be distorted.

Shocking cracks appeared on the ground, and the cracks stretched for more than ten kilometers like a spider web. The surrounding houses collapsed one after another, and rubble flew everywhere.

Corpses of Fiend Demons also appeared in the surroundings.

Some were burnt to a crisp, some were split into pieces, and some were crushed to death by rocks. There were all kinds of deaths, and the air was filled with an unpleasant burning smell, as if they were in hell.

Pa!

At this moment, the rubble rolled and a figure immediately appeared in the center of the explosion. This person was obviously Xia Ping.

He hid in the spatial ring for more than ten minutes. When the power of the explosion stopped and he felt that there was no longer any danger, he decided to come out of the spatial ring.

Although the temperature outside was very high, but for Xia Ping who cultivated the Pure Yang Immortal Incantation, it was just child's play. After circulating his Qigong slightly, he adapted to the temperature.

"How tragic."

Xia Ping looked around and immediately saw the corpses of the Fiend Devils on the ground that had been burnt to a crisp. They were no longer as arrogant as before.

As for the leader of the Nefarious Devils, he was reduced to ashes, leaving nothing behind.

After this ordeal, the fiends in the Sky Demon Graveyard were probably completely wiped out. Even if there were any left, they would not be able to pose any threat to humans or demons.

"Hmm? There seems to be a strange energy fluctuation nearby. Are there still fiends alive? "Xia Ping's eyes flashed. His psyche sensed that the Spirit Qi nearby was in chaos, as though there was something there.

Whoosh!

His figure flickered and he immediately arrived at the source of the disturbance, arriving in a house.

He saw a huge corpse lying in the middle of the house. It seemed to be a wolf demon, with three heads and black fur. Each hair was like a steel needle.

It was massive, standing five to six meters tall and weighing several tons. Its entire body was covered in bulging muscles, filled with explosive strength. It was impossible to imagine how much strength it had.

Even though it had been dead for countless years, it still seemed to exude a terrifying killing aura. It had the aura of a tiger that would not fall even in death.

"This is a Demon King!"

Xia Ping sensed the tyrannical aura and immediately knew that this corpse that had been dead for countless years was definitely left behind by a Demon King. Furthermore, it was no ordinary Demon King.

Otherwise, it would not have been able to resist the passage of time and not rot.

"Eh? There's even a treasured sword?! "

Soon, Xia Ping noticed that the Demon King's chest was stabbed with a three-foot-long sword. It was entirely red, as though a fire dragon had condensed from it. The surrounding air distorted, and one could vaguely make out a True Dragon soaring in midair.

With the sword as the center, it constantly emitted astonishing fluctuations.

It was as though this sword had killed the invincible Demon King, even piercing its heart.

"A treasured artifact. This is definitely a treasured artifact." Xia Ping was immediately overjoyed. He never expected to find the corpse of a Demon King here, and a treasured artifact at that.

The treasured artifact seemed to be frantically resisting the shockwaves from the nuclear explosion. Now that its energy had been depleted, it temporarily lost its true might.

It could be said that this was the moment when the treasured artifact was at its weakest.

"A good chance."

Xia Ping's eyes lit up. He had previously found many treasured artifacts in the Sky Demon Graveyard, but every one of them was extremely ferocious. Ordinary people simply could not get close.

But things were different now. The treasured artifact was weakened by the nuclear explosion and could not exert much of its power for the time being. If he took advantage of this opportunity to completely control the sword, it would not be able to escape.

Whoosh!

Xia Ping stepped forward and grabbed the three-foot-long Verdant Peak.

Boom!

Immediately, the red sword seemed to sense an unknown threat. Like a cat that had its tail stepped on, the power within the sword suddenly erupted.

Terrifying flames spread from the depths of the treasure, crackling as though it wanted to incinerate everything in the world. The temperature rose wildly, destroying everything.

But this bit of temperature was nothing but a drizzle to Xia Ping, not even worth mentioning.

"Refine!"

Xia Ping's eyes revealed a cold glint. He circulated the Pure Yang Immortal Art and injected an extremely pure power of fire into the sword.

Bang!

After receiving the infusion of the power of fire, the sword suddenly shook violently, as though it had received a huge supplement of energy. It let out a faint dragon's roar.

The originally incomparably violent flames submitted at this moment.

"It's already submitted?!"

Xia Ping was overjoyed. He clearly sensed that the sword's resistance had weakened by who knew how many times. It seemed to have recognized him as its master. His spiritual force immediately permeated it and left his spiritual imprint.

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