Chapter 369 You are a good person.

The heavens and the world, the eternal reincarnation, it is inevitable that immortals and demons will compete for the heroes, and the good and evil will fight against each other.

Since the cessation of the ancient war between immortals and demons, there has been no large-scale battle between immortals and demons, but the accumulated resentment and hostility between immortals and demons has become deeper and stronger with the change of time.

And after countless years of rest and recuperation, the immortals and demons have already restored their former glory. At the same time, they have begun to divide each other, alienate, temptation, encroach, and various conspiracies and tricks emerge one after another. It seems that both sides feel that they are the real protagonist of heaven and earth and the only truth of the whole universe.

For example, in the current immortal world, it has been divided into two. The mortals in the world are protected by immortals, and most of the areas of the immortal world are occupied by various demons, becoming desperate and dangerous places.

Immortal Tao keeps absorbing spiritual people from the mortal world for training, while the magic Tao has been ** immortal monks, making them degenerate and becoming demon monks.

Day after day, year after year, the preparations on both sides are getting deeper and deeper. At most, in about a thousand years, the war of immortals and demons will reopen again. Thousands of worlds and billions of creatures will be involved in this war, and it is difficult to have peace.

This is a disaster for all sentient beings, as well as a disaster for immortals and demons.

"The immeasurable world, immeasurable reincarnation, immeasurable disaster, all these changes are human nature and natural things. There is no way to hide. Only by constantly moving forward and breaking through the great disaster can we have a glimmer of life and experience the beauty of the universe." Jing Ping flew out of the Xuanmen and looked at the vast world. His eyes seemed to be running the mystery of the cosmic starry sky, and he seemed to see through the reincarnation of the creatures of the world, indifferent.

"No disaster can make you a way. Only by experiencing bitterness can you experience sweetness. Only when you lose can you know that it is precious. Only hardships can make people strong. This is instinct, and it is also a fixed number. It can't be changed." Jing Ping thought in his heart, "My way is clear and goes straight to the true meaning of Daluo, but my strength is still the peak of Jindan Middle Realm. It takes infinite energy to make me become a Tao. This is the necessary precipitation."

Understanding is understanding, understanding is understanding, but power is strength. He cultivates great determination. Although his strength is boundless, every promotion to a level requires extremely strong energy, which is really too difficult.

This power is the only threshold and trouble for Jing Ping now. If he relies on his own cultivation, I don't know that it will take hundreds of thousands of years to be promoted to Daluo, but he is already familiar with the changes of heaven and knows that the war of immortals and demons will break out within a thousand years, so he must have the power to protect himself within a thousand years.

But if you want to have the power of self-preservation, you can only get it through the most primitive method, plunder, but this plunder has entered the ranks of the devil's way.

This is the difficulty.

But fortunately, if you have a chaotic world, you can turn evil into good, understand yourself, and not be confused by outsideways!

Jing Ping thought of this and smiled, "Although the promotion energy I need is too huge, it is not that there is no solution. Plunder is the only thing I can put into action now, and I must reach the peak of Jindan, even the realm of Yuanying within a year!" However, since it is plunder, it is natural to go to the realm of the devil, where it is very normal to plunder and be plundered.

As soon as his mind changed, Jing Ping paid attention and flew to the territory of the magic road.

Flying all the way, the wind is galloping, jumping and switching. Jing Ping does not know some specific places in the magic territory, but with the induction, he runs towards the target.

During the flight, there was a sudden howling in Jing Ping's consciousness. In an instant, his figure stopped.

The eyes swept, and the spiritual consciousness spread. All I saw was a continuous Yinshan mountain range. The infinite yin qi even polluted the sky, making the sky gray. The caves above the mountains were dark and dense, constantly emitting all kinds of sounds from it.

Mocking, anger, sadness, quarreling, roaring, and even baby crying, the sound of a woman whispering came with the wind and poured into his ears, which made people tremble.

"The yin is strong. This should be the place of ghosts, but I don't know exactly where it is." Jing Ping's expression remained unchanged and thought silently that although the classics of Tao Xuanmen are all-encompassing, the introduction to the territory of the devil is not so complete, and there is no record in this place.

"Now that you have come, rest in peace. Now wander around here and see what you have gained." As the idea rose, he began to land slowly.

click.

A sour voice came from Jing Ping, who had just landed on the ground, and stepped on a rotten withered arm under his feet.

"Woo-woo..." At the moment when he stepped on his arm, there was a sad cry, which reminded people of the tragic thing and cried.

"What a fierce ghost who plays with people's hearts. If it were an ordinary monk, I'm afraid he would have fallen into your hands long ago and become your blood food." As soon as Jing Ping heard this, he immediately sneered and then spit out a word.

"Bed."

With a flash of inspiration, the tiger took shape and flew in an instant. But in an instant, there was a sad scream. Then the tiger strolled out, holding a woman in his mouth and putting it in front of the Jing plane.

This woman is dressed in white, with a beautiful face and a plump figure. The yin wind can even show the beautiful ketone body, which makes people feel hot at first sight.

And as soon as he saw Jing Ping, he immediately covered his face with long sleeves. The sound of crying kept coming out, and his body trembled, pitiful and seductive.

"Do you still dare to show off the magic?" Jing Ping saw that it did not change at all and continued to sneer, "You are a good human skin."

When the words fell to the ground, the sobbing woman's body immediately shook, and the viciousness appeared in her eyes. The skin and flesh fell in an instant, turning into a black hair all over her body, and her fangs were deep and she rushed to Jing Ping.

Wo!

The tiger roared and shook the four fields. As soon as the ghost started, it was torn to pieces by the white tiger.

"Hey hey, what a dangerous place." Jing Ping didn't care about the end of the ghost, but laughed. "It seems that the fierce ghosts and evil spirits here understand people's hearts. No wonder there are so many monk bones. I'm afraid they have pity and are confused by ghosts! But the more dangerous it is, the more it suits my taste.

Between the words, he didn't illusion his breath. He just walked straight and wanted to see the ghost skills here.

As he walked, the ghosts within a hundred miles seemed to smell the smell of stranger's blood and food. Immediately, there was a burst of restlessness, and the yin atmosphere was diffused, forming a thick fog, which surrounded Jing Ping's whole body.

Dingjingle...

Just as the fog surrounded Jingping, another sound of armor collision came out. It turned out that the ghost of the yin soldiers smelled the smell of flesh and blood and began to break out of the ground.

As soon as they appeared, there was an immediate riot, as if there was no organization, and there were devouring and sneak attacks on each other.

Boom!

At this moment, a loud noise came out, and a very huge figure began to fall. This figure was wearing broken armor and had countless blood holes on his body. He thought that he was also a general who died in battle, but he became a fierce soul, surrounded by black air, half of his powerful helmet, and only half of his head and a blue ghost eye. !

As soon as the big ghost appeared, he immediately suppressed the riot. At the same time, he saw a huge long gun in his hand, mopping the ground, and slowly walking towards Jingping. The long gun scratched the ground with sharp calls and silky fire, and a fierce warlike pressure.

And more than that, as the big ghost general moved, the remaining yin soldiers began to gather, divided into queues, and moved forward together.

Jing Ping's naked eye passed through the layers of fog. After a brief calculation, he knew that there were at least tens of thousands of Yin soldiers here!

"Kill! Kill! Kill it!"

Suddenly, a roar began to come, and tens of thousands of yin soldiers began to shout together, shouting the sharpest words!

A burst of overwhelming murderous intent began to roar, like the waves beating on the shore, the power was amazing!

Jing Ping felt this fierce murderous intention and praised, "The yin soldiers who died in the war are really brave! If you capture the thief and capture the king first, I will destroy the general first, absorb your military energy, and finally cross your wisdom, so that you can be free and go to reincarnation!"

When the voice fell to the ground, his body shook, and the real power in his body suddenly broke out. The fog and yin were all blown away by this explosion, and even the gray sky was shaken out by him!