Chapter 135 Encounter the Magic Cultivation!

A figure is walking non-stop in a forest.

The frequency of his walking is no different from that of ordinary people, but his speed is like lightning. If he looks down from a high altitude, he can only see a gray lightning running across. Along the way, whether it is mountains, rocks, trees, or poisonous snakes and insects, he easily bypasses, and walks naturally.

This figure is Jing Ping who went to Daoxuanmen. At this time, he has gone out of the whole world, walked out of thousands of miles away in one breath, and walked into a dense forest.

Looking around, there are lush trees everywhere, and all kinds of small animals keep moving. In the distance, there are endless mountains, blocking Jingping's sight.

Jing Ping took out the Xuanmen token from his arms, sensed the direction of the token guidance, and felt that he had not gone wrong.

Going to Xuanmen is really far away from heaven and earth. With his ability, I'm afraid it will take a long time to get there. This is not a matter of a day or two at all, but for Jing Ping, it is a kind of fun.

He has been to the southern country and the northern country, but he has never reached the cultivation of immortals.

I have long heard that the cultivation of immortals hides dragons and crouching tigers. Step by step is a crisis. Taking a mistake is a permanent sinking. Countless rumors have also made Jing Ping understand that there will be countless battles and countless plots and tricks this time, but Jing Ping is not afraid, but also has some expectations in his heart.

Because fighting against the strong is what really makes him happy.

After smelling the refreshing air in the forest and feeling the small animals around him, Jing Ping only felt that his heart was full of peace and nature.

But a sudden breath of death made Jing Ping frown.

The spiritual consciousness unfolded, kept scanning, and found the source of this breath in an instant.

One by one, the monks in black robe sat on the ground, constantly using all kinds of magic decisions, absorbing all kinds of creatures and spirits between heaven and earth. Wherever they walked, the leaves withered, the river was broken, and all kinds of small animals began to age, stiffen, and finally died.

Strictly speaking, this place is no longer the scope of the world, but belongs to the boundary of the immortal world.

Jing Ping is located on the edge of this immortal world.

And the monks in black robes seemed to have sucked away this deep forest, and everything turned into cold. The black robes on these people were marked with a skeleton.

Jing Ping was a little surprised. It was the first time he had seen so many immortals, but looking at the other party's breath and skills, it was obviously full of a fierce, sinister and deadly smell.

Thinking of some of the knowledge that the three old people once said, Jing Ping's mind suddenly shocked. Is it a magic monk?

According to the knowledge explained by the three old people, there is a kind of monk in the immortal world who is the most unpopular. Most of them are fierce and vicious, and at the same time they are conscienceless. In order to become stronger, they slaughter creatures on a large scale, absorb the essence of life in the creatures, and slaughter mortals on a large scale, so as to absorb the souls of ordinary people. The soul, refining magic weapons, sacrificing boys and girls with blood, and killing pregnant women are really crimes and full of evil.

The immortal monks and the demon monks in the immortal world have had a big war, but the demon monks are not alone. There are demons and ghosts to help them. The strength of the two sides is equal. No one can do anything about it. In the end, they have to reach a treaty. Mo Xiu and Xian Xiu do not try to harm the world, so Xian Xiu does not fight with them.

After the agreement of the two sides, the demon gate and the fairy gate of the immortal world began to barely coexist, but the demon monks acted extremely viciously. They did not know how to slaughter mortals, but they secretly kept provoking wars in various countries on earth, so that they could draw souls from it and cultivate themselves.

Thinking of this, Jing Ping was suddenly shocked. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the immortal world, he met a bunch of magic monks!

"Haha, brother, this world is full of fat sheep, but we can't eat it. It's a pity."

"Don't worry, the whole world will be ours sooner or later, but I'm also hungry now. Why don't we secretly go to the world and destroy a few villages? I don't think he can't notice it."

Several people in black slowly stood up, and each of them was full of silence and viciousness. There was also a faint cry of various animals in their hands. They looked into the distance and said such words.

At this time, several gray white rabbits were trembling. When the speaker saw it, he immediately smiled and took it out. Then he broke the white rabbit's limbs one by one. He didn't care that the white rabbit in his hand was struggling crazily. Instead, he laughed happily.

"It's really conscienceless, hey hey."

Jing Ping sneered in his heart and did not hesitate. He stepped forward directly and walked towards this group of people.

"Haha, brother, the fat sheep and fat sheep will arrive, and there is one in front of you."

Suddenly, the man in black who had just spoken pointed to Jing Ping happily, as if he had seen mutton. With his fingers, a black gas came out directly, forming a rope in the air, and instantly tied Jing Ping.

The breath is not weak. It is still a figure with nine layers of Qi practice. If he breaks through once, he can build a foundation. Obviously, he is the leader of the demon cultivation. The breath on his body is full of silence and gray. I don't know how many people have killed to form this momentum.

It was him who broke the limbs of those rabbits one by one.

"Brother, save some for me! I think this boy's skin is white and red, and his blood is obviously strong. I can strengthen my body with his blood. You have to save some for me.

"I want his bones!" I want his internal organs!" I want his soul!"

In an instant, these people in black's eager voices came one after another, and they began to talk about what part of his body in front of Jing Ping.

"Haha, don't worry, everyone has it." The leader, the man in black, said to the surroundings, and then looked at Jing Ping, "Kid, enjoy it slowly."

"Hey hey, hey hey hey." Jing Ping, who was tied up by the black gas, not only did not panic, but also smiled gerociously, "It's really a group of arrogant and conscienceless waste."

Jing Ping's body suddenly shook, directly opening the shackles on his body. Then the figure flashed and went directly behind the other party. The powerful breath flashed by and directly tore off the skin of the leader.

The sound like a rag suddenly sounded, and there was a scream from it, "Ah~~! Help me!"

"Kill!"

Several people in black behind the leader suddenly roared and made all kinds of insidious decisions one after another to kill Jing Ping.

The breath of these people in black is not strong. They are roughly about seven or eight layers of the air practice period, which can't pose a threat to Jing Ping at all. However, their magic skills are also practiced by many people. Therefore, as soon as they start, they can see that the meaning of violence is overwhelming. If it were someone else, I'm afraid they won't have fought for a long time. I lost first.

Unfortunately, they met Jing Ping.

Jing Ping immediately looked up to the sky and laughed like crazy. With the laughter, a sound wave immediately appeared around his body, and all the black gas was completely disintegrated and shattered before reaching Jing Ping.

A sense of hegemony immediately appeared, and then Jing Ping protruded a punch, and a true force suddenly surged out. A huge fist-shaped true force suddenly appeared and directly hit these magic practitioners.

How can these magic practitioners resist? There is almost no sound, and the body is broken out of thin air, and a large pile of blood is sprayed from the air, which is simply a bloody rain.

However, while Jing Ping killed these demons with one move, the leader's miserable word "Save Me" also came out from afar.

A more fierce and powerful breath suddenly appeared in the distance.

With the emergence of this breath, it seems that all the trees have begun to wither, and the vitality is passing, and the animals in other places are also trembling and unable to move. It seems that even the air has begun to stop, showing the momentum of a powerful magic cultivation!

Wh! Bang!

The first sound is the sound of cutting through the air, and the second is the sound of landing on the ground!

In this withered forest, a figure immediately appeared. The figure was also wearing a black robe, but the big skull was suspended above his head! With his arrival, the meaning of sinister and cruelty condensed around him into an ocean!