Chapter 137 The Man in the Blood Robe

"Okay, killing demons in the future is an indispensable way for me to practice!" Jing Ping felt that the aura of heaven and earth was friendly to him, and he felt so comfortable.

Jing Ping broke several magic weapons one after another, saving countless souls. The aura began to be more and more friendly to him. Jing Ping could even feel the pulse of the earth and the footsteps of ants! The sound of spiders and all kinds of small changes in nature were clearly felt by him and meticulously.

His body suddenly began to vibrate, and the second level of innate spiritual martial arts broke through!

The huge aura began to pour into his body like rivers and lakes, and the quality and concentration of his true power increased again! The sound of dragons and tigers suddenly appeared, and the light and shadow of a dragon and a tiger was formed in the air! He looked up to the sky and roared, the sound shook everywhere, and then integrated into Jing Ping's body!

Jing Ping obviously felt that a dragon and a tiger had integrated into his two lung lobes.

"Exhale~~shale~~!" With the sound of a breath, countless aura entered Jing Ping's body. With the exhalation, useless aura impurities began to spew out again.

This change directly increased Jing Ping's speed of absorbing spiritual power by more than several times!

However, his body is so strong that such a speed of absorbing spiritual power is enough to save others several times the practice time, but for Jing Ping, it is ordinary.

Knowing that he was promoted again, Jing Ping did not have much excitement in his heart. The realm is no longer so difficult to cross in Jing Ping's eyes. If he wants to, he can break through to the level of congenital spiritual perfection now, but that is too wasteful.

Below the foundation period, it is the time to keep accumulating. What Jing Ping has to do is to let himself keep accumulating. Each level of realm is accumulated to the extreme, which will naturally flourish, so that the body can automatically promote the realm, rather than force it.

It is extremely rare for people to build the foundation of innate Lingwu, but people like Jing Ping, who extremely compress their own true power and strive to be unable to withstand the quality of Zhenli to be promoted naturally every time. They have never heard of it in ancient and modern times. If other immortals know Jing Ping's cultivation method, they will definitely be scared, because of this It's too crazy.

Feeling his body after promotion, Jing Ping clenched his fist and thought that it was time to save money.

I looked for it again and found that all the fallen magic weapons had been crushed by myself, leaving only a black skull bag.

Jing Ping stretched out his hand and grabbed it, but as soon as he caught it, the bag began to swell!

"Humph!" Jing Ping snorted coldly, and then the Great Thousand Holy Body was lucky, and his hands directly pressed the swollen bag back.

"I still want to explode!" Jing Ping felt the meaning of the explosion inside and said with a ferocious smile. Then the real power was immediately crazy. As soon as the dragon and tiger appeared, he directly erased the magic gas on the bag and replaced it with his own real power.

He didn't look carefully. He was shocked directly. Countless stones that exuded aura began to be put into his universe bag. Then he threw the bag at will, and his figure flashed and disappeared directly in this place.

The place of right and wrong should not stay for a long time. Jing Ping still understands this truth.

Listening to the arrogance in the words of the black-robed youth, I'm afraid this Demon Spirit Sect is also a big sect. Now that the other party has died of a demon, he will definitely send someone to investigate. It's better to go first.

Sure enough, just two hours after Jing Ping walked, it was dark, and these rotten meat-like corpses were being devoured by a group of beasts that haunted at night.

Suddenly, the group of beasts howled in horror and began to run away. Then two figures in blood robes and covered with their heads began to appear. There was no terrible smell on them, just like an ordinary person, but both of them wore a skeleton ring on their fingers.

They kept groping on the ground, as if they were looking for something, and their eyes did not look at the headless body at all.

After searching for a while, they finally touched a black bag.

The two people in the blood robe seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. As soon as the black magic gas moved, the bag opened automatically.

"Where's the thing!" A loud shout came from the mouth of a man in a blood robe!

The earth suddenly began to shake, and the trees in the forest began to rot at a speed visible to the naked eye. Countless creatures aged and died in an instant.

Another man in a blood robe trembled when he heard the words, and then grabbed the headless corpse on the ground. The green flame on his hand flashed, and the headless corpse began to burn.

"Ah~~!" A scream appeared, and an illusory black gas began to come out of the body and slowly formed a human shape. It was just like the young man who had just been killed by Jing Ping!

"Protect the law to save me, protect the law to save me!" As soon as the young man showed his appearance, he immediately began to ask for help.

"Where's the thing?" A voice with anger came, and the illusory young man suddenly trembled and immediately said it.

"You piece of shit!" The man in the blood robe was furious, and the green flame appeared again. The young man in black cried again and begged for mercy. With the scream, his illusory body began to be distorted.

"Magic Land!" The green flame showed no mercy, burned the illusory body clean, and began to show the pictures of Jing Ping slaughtering him at the beginning.

Two people in blood robes looked at this picture and fell into a long silence.

"This person is a congenital spiritual martial arts. His power is so powerful that he can cross the border to kill people. Moreover, this man takes away the precious blood of the immortals and demons of our Demon Sect, which will affect our plan and the realm cultivation of the leader!"

"Brother, the most urgent thing is to leave here as soon as possible and inform the leader. Our magic is too heavy. I'm afraid the guardian elders of Daoxuanmen have found out."

One of the blood-robed people stamped his foot fiercely and shouted:

"Go!"

The two people in the blood robe then roared, and the black gas appeared, and their bodies disappeared in an instant.

"Brother, I'm afraid that we will be scolded by the leader this time. This disciple is really a waste. He can even be killed by transporting things! The magic skills have been practiced on the dog!"

"Well, it's just a drop of fairy and demon's blood. It's not a pity to lose it. It doesn't affect our plan. It's that boy. If he takes out this drop of fairy and demon's blood, he will definitely be killed by the powerful force in it! This force is enough to kill the characters of the Jindan period! At that time, the blood of the fairy demon will automatically return to our hands, and we will wait and see what happens.

In the magic, there was a faint sound of the dialogue between the two.

After a while, two white-haired old men suddenly appeared in this place, feeling the magic left in the air, and all frowned.

"Cough, they're gone, cough, cough." One of the old men said that it was just that his continuous cough seemed to cough out his lungs, giving people a very weak feeling.

"Ye-huh." Another old man answered gently, "Do you want to chase?"

"Cough, cough." The old man shook his arm, and the other old man immediately understood the meaning. Their figures flashed and disappeared.

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The next day, the air was still fresh. Jing Ping had left the place where he had killed several magic monks and walked to the guidance of the Xuanmen. Along the way, he saw many monks with a strong breath, some in groups and some advanced alone. However, Jing Ping, in accordance with the principle of caution, Daqian After a while, no one can find him.

After walking for nearly seven days, Jing Ping seemed to have come to the world again. At a glance, there were people everywhere, but everyone had a strong breath and spiritual power. Jing Ping even saw some immortals fighting. You die and die without mercy.

He couldn't help but feel that he was right to be more cautious. This immortal world is really bloody. There are strong people everywhere, and there are battles everywhere. If he exposes his body, he will definitely be involved in these fearless struggles.

Jing Ping has secretly made up his mind to enter the Taoist Xuanmen. He must be cautious and try to make himself stronger. Don't take action easily. Otherwise, as soon as he takes action, he will reveal his real strength. The masters in the Taoist Xuanmen are like clouds. Once his real strength is revealed, he will definitely be regarded as a target by people. The trouble will come again.

There are so many skills in the world of cultivation. My body is simply a big treasure, and there is also the secret of Da Qianjue. Who won't cove this kind of thing?