Chapter 445 All kinds of humiliation

"Hey hey, the words of the predecessors, the younger generation can't believe it. Why don't you make a magic vow first? I'm thinking about it." Jing Ping had already sensed the breath in the dark. He deliberately smiled and revealed a hint of negotiable meaning. At the same time, he secretly absorbed the immortal power of the three old people. The breath soared. The Tibetan sword felt the breath, and his expression immediately changed greatly. Just as he was about to exclaim, he was trampled on his head by Jing Ping's strong force. The quantity directly made him hum, and he couldn't say half a word.

"Okay, we swear with the heart demon. As long as you release our disciples, we will immediately let you leave calmly and never chase and kill. If there is a saying for this, heaven and earth will be destroyed!" The three old men were also fierce and decisive people, and they immediately made a vow.

They had long expected that the prophet would not be killed so easily, because this prophet was originally the master of a world. Once he attacked him, there would be a punishment from heaven. They were all superb and had reached the moment when they were about to cross the ascension disaster. The difficulty of the ascension was none. Coupled with the punishment of heaven, they are not immune.

In other words, they came with the mood of annihilation. Anyway, they are going to perish. It's better to remove the catastrophe for the sect and leave a few fires before perishing. Therefore, this demon oath is very vicious and direct, and there is no stop.

However, the current initiative is not in them, but in Jing Ping's hands, because the most important kindling of their three sects is in Jing Ping's hand.

If he hadn't inhaled the poisonous gourd and suppressed it with the help of the power of fairy weapons, Jing Ping would not have won so quickly, but no matter what he said, he has already done it, and the three Mahayanas in the future are in his own hands!

"Senior, wait a minute, let me think about it." Jing Ping said with a smile, and then closed his mouth. At this time, the surge of power in his body had reached a peak. The huge momentum permeated the whole gourd world, and he actually began to make an independent breakthrough!

The monk's soul, which was pinched by him in both hands, turned pale. He wanted to roar loudly, but he was afraid of angering Jing Ping. Although the hidden sword under his feet had courage, he was trampled on his head by Jing Ping with his feet. He couldn't hold back half a word, and he could only watch him promote.

The wind and clouds are turbulent, and countless strong winds are rolled up in the gourd world. Jing Ping's realm has soared rapidly, but the hidden sword under his feet is roaring repeatedly, running mana, trying to escape from Jing Ping's control and inform the ancestor outside!

"Well, you are looking for your own death!" Jing Ping was on his way to be promoted, but he saw the man under his feet twisting repeatedly. He couldn't help but want to kill. With a bang under his feet, he only heard a bang. The hidden sword head under his feet exploded, and his mana was sucked clean.

As soon as the Tibetan sword was destroyed, only three monks' souls were controlled by Jing Ping. All the fairy stones accumulated in the gourd were melted and poured into Jing Ping's body!

Boom!

A loud voice sounded. At this time, Jing Ping immediately broke through two realms in a row and achieved the peak of refining. The dragon and tiger roared and became majestic!

Jing Ping only felt a burst of pleasure in his heart, and couldn't help laughing. The wild laughter and breakthrough breath leaked out from the gourd together, and the earth buzzed!

"It's not good!" The three old men were shocked, and the huge attack was overwhelming. Jing Ping, who was in the gourd, laughed and said, "Sie few predecessors, you are violating the heart demon oath!"

The three old men turned a deaf ear. They just wanted to bombard the green gourd. It seemed that they risked everything and left Jing Ping behind!

"Since the seniors have eaten their promise, the younger generation will have to do it!" With a fierce look in Jing Ping's eyes, he immediately pinched the three souls, and a flame began to burn brightly.

This flame is not the fire of the world. This is the fairyland. If you use the original flame of your own world, it will immediately attract a strong rebound from the fairyland. Jing Ping will not do that brainless thing, but only use some ordinary refiner flames to burn.

The monk's soul Yuanying is the most delicate. Even if the wind blows, he can feel the coldness of the bone, not to mention burning with flames? The pain in this is not as good as the hell of Shura!

The flames began to ignite, and bursts of sad screams began to come out. Even though the hidden sword was resolute and indomitable, it also rolled in pain, which was very pitiful.

As soon as this cry came out, the attack in the hands of the three old men suddenly stopped. I thought that Jing Ping had made a hot hand just now, but I didn't expect that the disciples were really alive!

This is also true, and the breath changed. What Jing Ping played was pure. Although the three old men were not surprised or happy, they were also the blue veins that were played with, and the cold light flashed in their eyes.

"Immortal ancestor, please let me go, please, please, please..."

Burned by the ordinary flame of the refinery, the souls of these people were not severely damaged, but extremely painful. Among them, the first one who couldn't stand it was the monk holding the "Heaven Seal".

"Yes, let me go. The two of them are the real killers. At that time, I was confused and listened to the slanders of the elders before I came to chase and kill the ancestor. Look at this love, it's around my life..."

Another monk also began to beg sadly. It was the monk holding the scroll. In order to protect Yuanying from torture, he even scolded the outside teacher as a villain.

"You... you two losers... insult the teacher!" This hidden sword is so bold that it reaches out so painfully that it howls repeatedly, but it doesn't forget to scold these two wastes.

"Enough!" Suddenly, there was a shout from the outside world. The three old men's beards were all open, and the fire in their eyes was already burning. He said to Jing Ping, "What's the ability to torture the soul? Now let my disciples out quickly, so that the oath just now is still valid!"

Jing Ping turned a deaf ear and said with a smile, "You two losers are a little interesting. As for you, you have to suffer some suffering."

As soon as the words fell, the hidden sword suddenly screamed again, and the flames annihilated his soul, and the sad screams were several times more than just now!

"The immortal ancestor is really powerful. This waste dares to bark when he dies. It should be like this, it should be like this!" The other two monks felt the reduction of pain and immediately scolded the hidden sword. Jing Ping deliberately did not stop the sound and reached the ears of the three old men in the outside world. Suddenly, the old men of Duobaomen and Daoxuanmen trembled with anger. It seemed that they did not expect that the two disciples of his sect were so shameless. At the same time, Tianchi Sect The old man was full of grief and indignation, as if he couldn't bear to let the hidden sword suffer.

"Hey hey, now the people who scold you two sects are not as good as pigs and dogs. They are crazy people, so I will bypass you." Jing Ping saw the anger of the three old people in the outside world, and his mouth was even more vicious, which directly made them abuse the sect.

He just wants to provoke the three old men to take action. Although he is powerful and arrogant, he has a slight flaw. He has just reached the peak of refining and knows the change of the void like the palm of his hand. As long as there is a flaw, he can immediately run the mana, and his figure is flashing. At that time, he can get it.

As soon as they said this, they were thick-skinned. No matter how shameless they were, there was a trace of hesitation. They knew that their teacher was standing outside.

But as soon as I caught a glimpse of Jing Ping's cold eyes, my heart immediately trembled. I didn't dare to hesitate and shouted repeatedly, "My Xuanmen is not as good as some pigs and dogs. They are crazy people. They are like demons. Even the three masters outside are also old monsters for thousands of years. They practice a demonic skills and specialize in killing all sentient beings. It's so abominable!"

"My Duobaomen is even more crazy. Not only do some people secretly practice magic skills, but also some people bully their masters and destroy their ancestors for a magic weapon or elixir. It is really a waste that is not as good as beasts. I hate my dignified Taoist, but I was threatened by demons to become a disciple, immortal ancestor, just let me go."

The words of the two people can be said to resound all over the world. When Jing Ping heard this, he couldn't help laughing. "It seems that you Duobaomen and Daoxuanmen are not good birds. It's really shameless. You two disciples are also talents. No wonder the predecessors outside are so worried about you."