Chapter 479 Trial

All the monks were suddenly shocked, but then they began to be ashamed and angry. They never expected that in the face of so many masters, Jing Ping dared to scold them.

What kind of people are the people in the field? They are all respects of the same school. They control the life and death of thousands of monks, and even tens of thousands of monks. They are usually respected and feared by countless people. When have you seen someone dare to say that they fart?

Greed and deeper and deeper anger have made many monks lose their minds and stare at Jing Ping viciously.

"Let's die!" Suddenly, a cold shout came out. In this case, the ten-thousand-year-old scholar actually took action!

And the speed was extremely fast and extremely hidden. In an instant, it came to Jing Ping's back and stabbed out with a sword!

"Jian Yao Jiuzhou!"

The mana on the ten-thousand-year-old scholar is extremely strong, which is obviously driving the mana to the extreme. This sword, like the only light between heaven and earth, carries a rolling murderous atmosphere, like wind, clouds, mountains and rivers, vast, time begins to become slow, and everything seems to be born and destroyed in this sword.

This is a long-planned blow, and it is also a blow that he broke out with all his strength.

He didn't expect this blow to kill Jing Ping. All he wanted was to seriously injure the other party.

And Jing Ping, as if he did not feel the assassination of this sword light, still standing like that, ordinary, like a mortal.

Gang!

Just as the flying sword stabbed on Jing Ping's neck, a broken sound began to come out, and the long sword began to break apart.

He actually broke the spiritual sword of a ten-thousand-year-old scholar with the most delicate neck in the human body!

Poo!

A mouthful of blood began to spray from the mouth of the ten-thousand-year-old scholar, and there was a whine in the spiritual sword, as if asking the master to take it away.

However, how could Jing Ping give him a chance? He casually touched his hand, as if he had crossed the concept of time and space. Almost at the moment when the ten-thousand-year-old scholar sprayed blood, he directly pinched the other party's head and raised it up.

"Please... spare your life." The ten-thousand-year-old scholar was pinched by Jing Ping's big hand and finally felt the power of the other party, just like the galaxy universe, endless, magnificent, broad, noble and gentle.

"The evildoer will definitely be judged!" Jing Ping turned a deaf ear to the wailing of the ten-year-old scholar, and his big hand gradually tightened, and a bright yellow flame began to pass through his palm to the mind of the ten-thousand-year scholar's mind.

"Ah!" The sad scream suddenly sounded, and even the cruel magic monk couldn't help but turn pale.

As long as you are a person, you can feel the pain in this cry, just like the most fearful thing that goes deep into the bottom of your heart.

"Rao... Rao..." The ten-thousand-year-old scholar's face was twisted, and his whole body began to be irregular **, which was completely unhuman. The voice of begging for mercy in his mouth was even more intermittent, and his irregular body also began to burst into countless wounds, and a trace of blood began to spray out of it, and the sky was like There was a bloody rain!

The sound of begging for mercy and screams became lighter and lighter. Finally, Jing Ping's big hand loosened, and a rotten meat ball fell from the air, and then with a bang, it suddenly exploded!

Jing Ping's eyes did not fluctuate. Looking at the broken meat that collapsed everywhere, his big hand made another move, and a light appeared from it.

This is an extremely weak consciousness, which is the last hope of the ten-thousand-year-old scholar. If the opportunity is good enough, maybe he can reincarnate, but he is caught at this time.

The knife of the world began to appear. Seeing this consciousness was like seeing something delicious, it did not give this consciousness a chance to beg for mercy at all. The knife trembled directly and immediately sucked in.

This time to kill people and collect souls, it is straightforward and long to say, but in fact, it is only a short moment. For a moment, all the monks were as cicadas, and their greedy and angry eyes were integrated with a trace of fear in an instant.

"Whoever wants to kill me, just come!" Jing Ping said lightly.

All the monks immediately hesitated and wanted to kill, but when they saw Jing Ping's fierce methods, they immediately shuddered, but they retreated and were unwilling.

Wan Xiushen was not afraid at all. His face was full of anger and he suddenly shouted, "I'll pay for my life!"

Between the words, tens of thousands of gods began to appear, and a golden light burst out directly and went straight to Jing Ping's body!

Take action! As soon as all the monks saw Mahayana's action, they immediately shouted strangely. Countless magic monks and fairy monks actually joined hands to attack Jing Ping.

"You stand here and don't move." Jing Ping suddenly said something behind his back, and then roared, "Chaotic World!"

Boom!

A huge black hole began to appear. This attack all over the world, the magic weapon all over the world, was sucked clean by him in an instant, and there was not even a scum left!

Including the golden light that is enough to break heaven and earth, it was also unexpectedly absorbed by Jing Ping's chaotic world and turned into its own energy!

All the monks are like dumb geese. They don't know what happened for a while, as long as a person's body explodes!

Jing Ping's fist and the sneer hanging on the corners of their mouth immediately made their hearts cold, and in an instant began to regress!

"Hmm, mob!" Jing Ping punched a monk's body. The monk's cultivation is fully integrated. It must be the elder or high-level of a large faction, and he is also a powerful figure, but now he is blown away by a punch!

This scene immediately made these monks panic and quickly retreated.

"No one can leave anyone who takes action!" Jing Ping laughed, and his figure flashed. Every time he flashed, he took away the soul of life of a monk. For a moment, countless screams sounded one after another, while Wan Xiushen roared angrily on the side. No matter how he attacked, Jing Ping could easily dodge it.

He never expected that Jing Ping had reached this level. With his Mahayana potential, he could even let the other party show his fierce power and kill the countless high-level leaders.

"What kind of monster is he!"

"How can the strong people of the same level be slaughtered so much at the beginning of the combination!"

"What should I do? What should I do later!"

"The head of the three factions, please take action!"

For a moment, all kinds of howls kept coming out, and there was even a quick reaction, directly to the head of the three factions for help.

The three magic masters beside him were also flickering and seemed to want to take action, but they were afraid that the leaders of the three factions would stop them.

"Brother, we can't take action!" The middle-aged man in the golden robe immediately secretly said, "If the three of us unite, we will definitely take down the boy and divide the secret!"

"With only the three of us, we still have insufficient strength. If we can let the three of the demon world also take action..."

"It's not right!" The Xuanzhangmen directly interrupted Tianchizhangmen's words, "Do you think the three of them are easy to mess with? Once united, like the maggots of the tars, they will definitely try to divide our secrets!"

"But what should I do? Is it possible to let this boy kill? You should know that this boy's potential is infinite. If he passes for a few more days, he may grow up again!" The head of Tianchi said urgently, "Brother Dao, this is a good opportunity!"

"What's the hurry!" Master Daoxuan suddenly shouted, "The more anxious you are, the more you lose your mind, and this is also in the arms of Qizhenmen! As long as the plan of the three of us has been shattered, and all the disciples of Dayun in the door are killed by this son, we can't act rashly at all. If it is an action, it will immediately attract the punishment of heaven.

"And don't forget that there is also the Qian Laoer of Qizhenmen in the dark. As long as we take action, he will immediately perform the secret art of heaven and make us immortal!"

As soon as this word came out, the two suddenly became silent, but the words of the head of Dao Xuan were gloomy, "The more he kill is doomed. How can he take action? Besides, even if the plan has been shattered, it doesn't matter. This son is now crazy and kills people randomly, which has caused cause and effect. The more he kills, the more the cause and effect will be! At that time, when we directly bombard his world in the universe, we can immediately make his cause and effect grow again. At that time, we are all sinful people. At that time, if we take action again, immediately the causal people will kill each other and get the permission of heaven!"