Chapter 455 Good means for seniors!

"Ah! You demon, kill me! It's nothing to torture me like this!" This pure old man has a deep cultivation and is already a Mahayana monk. Jing Ping used flames to burn, which can only make him extremely painful, but it can't be fatal.

However, the stronger the soul is, the more the old man suffers more, and the pain is doubled. The sad howls are full of anger and regret. It seems that he is regretting why his soul is so strong, and it is better to die at once.

"Hey hey, the senior's words are bad." Jing Ping sneered and said happily, "Three days ago, you Duobaomen, Daoxuanmen, Tianchi Sect, and the three factions jointly besieged and killed me. I went through hardships and fought for wisdom and courage to escape. If I was unfortunately captured by you, I would definitely be tortured to death by you and forced to ask about my secret. In this case, how could the younger generation not vote? "Peach to repay the plum?"

"Today is just an appetizer. I can't say that I have to let my predecessors try some of the methods of my people in the lower world. Please give me some advice!"

At this point, a firelight appeared in Jing Ping's hand, and suddenly there were nine red fires, which invaded the old man's internal organs. In his limbs and spirit, he only heard a scream like killing a pig, and the old man immediately cursed.

"You... bastard!"

"Gone...give me...give me!"

"I would like to be your slave, as long as you will forgive me, please forgive me!"

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The old man first cursed, and then began to be soft. Finally, he didn't even have the strength to be soft. He just kept rolling. The heart demon in his body was still pouring fuel on the fire and making a shrill and strange smile. He only tortured the Mahayana monk to death. How miserable it was.

This nine fire added to Jing Ping's means of observing the rosefinch torture Daoguang that day. With just a glance, he learned to be inseparable. As soon as he showed it today, it really had a miraculous effect. Jing Ping looked at the old man who kept howling and rolling, and his heart was extremely happy.

If it hadn't been for Jing Ping's great determination, strong strength and quick reaction, I'm afraid he would have been mastered by this old man and suffered all kinds of tortures, but today it's just a return. If you want to torture me, then I will torture you!

Shunddenly, the burning flame quickly retracted. Jing Ping asked with a smile, "Senior, the junior's nine-fire soul refining skill is still acceptable."

The old man was dying on the ground without saying a word. He seemed to have been tortured into an unspeakable madman.

After Jing Ping asked, he saw that there was no answer and continued, "Actually, the younger generation..."

Wh!

A treasure light suddenly hit Jing Ping's chest and abdomen. Although there was not much momentum, Jing Ping felt the forbearance and fierceness of this blow! And the indomitous murderous heart!

When Jing Ping saw this light, he was shocked, but before he could defend, he was surrounded by a devastating fluctuation, as if it would turn into fragments the next moment!

"Haha, little bastard, you have tortured me for so long, now is the time for me to take revenge! This light seems ordinary, but it is the Taoist rhyme I have cultivated in my life! Even if the same Mahayana monk is hit by me, he will perish, not to mention that you are just a refine..."

The dying clean old man suddenly stood up at this time, laughed wildly, and said crazily, but before he finished speaking, he was shocked by the wonderful scene in front of him!

A golden light burst out from Jing Ping's body, and the pure white light on the periphery seemed to be like seeing a natural nemesis, retreated quickly, and finally forcibly gathered in a place by the golden light, forming a square angular, fist-sized white crystal!

This crystal flashes a mysterious atmosphere, which seems to contain the truth of heaven, and it seems to contain a figure, slowly telling everything.

"My Taoist rhyme! How is this possible! How is this possible!" The clean old man didn't seem to believe that his eyes had completely turned into a deep shock and made an incomprehensible roar.

"Why will my Daoyun's blow fail! What's going on? That golden light, isn't that golden light the holy light of Daluo?" The old man became more and more apprehendent, and his whole body suddenly trembled, as if he understood something, "My God! Da Luo! Supreme Da Luo! You..."

Boom!

A loud noise came, and Jing Ping directly used the forbidden force in the gourd to suppress the old man in an instant. At the same time, the divine power of the dragon and tiger in his body burst out. In an instant, it invaded the meridians around the old man, the limbs and bones, and the acupuncture points of his whole body were occupied by the dragon and tiger one after another, suppressing the old man's mana flow, a trace of gap. None of them stayed.

"The senior is really a good means!" After Jing Ping finished this, he immediately shouted loudly. Although there was a big laugh on his face, there was a deep murder in his eyes. He never thought that the old man was haunted by a heart demon. At the same time, he was seriously injured and tortured for so long that he could make such a sinister blow!

If it hadn't been for the protection of Daluo Shengguang, I'm afraid he would not be able to escape this attack no matter how strong-willed he was!

A burst of cold surged up, and Jing Ping still found that he underestimated the Mahayana strongman.

"It seems that the seniors still haven't enjoyed the nine fire soul refining enough for the younger generation. It's better for the younger generation to be respectful than to follow his life. Let's do it once!"

"No...!"

Wan!

As soon as the old man heard the nine fire refining his soul, he immediately turned pale and just wanted to speak, but nine flames in a row had appeared, and he did not give him any time at all, but burned directly.

Another sad scream came. This time, Jing Ping specially increased the energy of the flame, which was a special treat for the elderly.

With a wave of his hand, he blocked the old man's screams. Then Jing Ping turned around and sat down, pinched up the square white jade stone, and his spiritual consciousness entered it.

Countless Dharma decisions, formulas, and heart decisions began to flash. Jing Ping understood in an instant that this is what the old man has learned in his life. As long as he is obtained by an ordinary monk, he can immediately fly to the sky and learn countless secret methods and dominate the world.

"The Taoist rhyme of Mahayana monks is really a good thing, but it needs to be kept. When it is handed over to Wu Chong and others to learn in the future, it will make them make rapid progress and sing all the way." Jing Ping thought to himself, and then looked at the trembling old man. "Everbits say that 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, but it's only been three days, I will revenge! However, in the short moment just now, I experienced another attack. Hey hey, the way of heaven is unpredictable and unpredictable. Everything is difficult to infer and think about.

"I don't know when I can really prove Daluo and get the power that shocks the universe. Only by reaching Daluo can I truly become the hegemon and immortality!"

A short blow made Jing Ping's heart think and sighed about the way of heaven.

Although his current strength is strong, if it is a head-on confrontation, it is not a Mahayana opponent, and it can even be said that he may be killed account for a large proportion. The reason why he can even sneak up the Mahayana and win is that the other party is in a stormy battle, and coupled with his subtle secret formula, he can sneak attack. Success, if not, Jing Ping is afraid that he will be cut off and destroy his body!

You should know that this old man's mana is also invalid because he is entangled in the heart demon. Otherwise, how can he be captured by Jing Ping and tortured at will?

His thoughts are full of thoughts, and he doesn't know how long it has been.

When he turned around, the old man had turned into a faint virtual shadow. The nine fire refining soul was extremely domineering, and even the Mahayana monk could torture here.

"It's time." Jing Ping's eyes flashed, untied the voice prohibition, and then asked, "Senior, I don't know if you have enjoyed it enough?"

"You...what the hell are you doing?" A weak voice came. This time, the old man really had no power to attack again, but even so, Jing Ping still stood far away, with divine power all over his body and always defending.

What are you doing? Naturally, you need to know the next plan of your three factions. The most important thing is where your treasure house is. The cold words came from Jing Ping's mouth. With his words, a flame began to flash in the palm of his hand, adding more prestige to him.

"I said, I said it all!" The old man was tortured and completely lost his mind. Although he wanted to pull Jing Ping to blow himself up together, he was controlled by the seal at this time and could not take time.