Chapter 492 The Heart of the Fairyland

"How dare you ignore my majesty. In this case, I'll show you what real power is!"

Between the words, the fairy breath on the young man's body began to completely transform, and his body began to become dark. Blood-red lights began to surround his body, forming countless blood-colored patterns. His eyes were full of scarlet, just like the peerless beast that chose people to eat!

"Your majesty? Son of a bitch!" Jing Ping was not afraid at all and shouted, "Get out of here!"

Boom!

The strong suction burst out again. The young man roared and did not retreat. He rushed straight to Jingping. As soon as he moved his fists, he brought thousands of blood and became countless bloody weapons!

The world is completely shrouded in this cruel murderous intention, and the space around Jing Ping has long been annihilated. At the same time, a terrible scene appeared in his heart. All sentient beings were slaughtered and the world sank.

Jing Ping sneered, his body did not shake, and suddenly slapped out!

Pup!

A crisp sound appeared directly. This slap hit the young man's cheek fiercely, and only the young man's head began to fly out, leaving only one cavity that was still running!

The head exploded in mid-air, but Jing Ping even looked at it and kicked it fiercely on the chest and abdomen of the cavity. With a bang, the young man's body also suddenly exploded, and all his internal organs turned into pieces.

The young man's body is extremely strong, which can be said to be one of the best levels in the fairy world.

But compared with Jing Ping, it is tens of thousands of times worse, and it can't be described in words at all.

Jingping's body is the holy body. After experiencing the grinding of infinite thunder and absorbing the pure yang qi, he has long had a trace of Luo's bad artistic conception, as well as the bonus of the protective array depicted in the body, and the integration of the heart of the world. Although this young man is said to be the secret refining body of the demon god of heaven and earth, how can he be equal to this kind of Thousands of trials and thousands of trials, the holy body that contains all things.

It is precisely because of the absolute gap in the flesh that Jing Ping's three fists and two feet solved this magic god believer in the fit.

"Waste is waste." Jing Ping said to himself, and at the same time, a strong breath of destruction began to be absorbed by him. The chaotic world was just a transformation and became his own power.

The meaning of destruction contained in the demon gods of heaven and earth is the most vicious among the worlds. Even if an ordinary monk touches it, it will cause unparalleled damage. The soul of Yuanying is rotten, and even the ashes will not be left.

It can be said that it is an absolute evil that dies when touched and dies when touched, but this kind of thing doesn't matter to Jing Ping.

Chaos, nurturing everything, and the demon god is naturally also in it. The chaotic world unfolds. No matter what power it is, no matter what kind of alien energy, it is all his nourishment, and they are treated equally.

It was the Qian Zhangmen who felt the power that could absorb everything before he made the request.

After the absorption was completed, Jing Ping suddenly raised his hand and pointed, and a passage to the ground began to appear.

This channel was full of destruction. His mind absorbed the memories of these people and immediately knew where the demons and gods gathered.

"The Land of Destruction, hey hey, what a big name, but I really want to see what the danger is in it." Jing Ping sneered and thought, and then his figure moved and directly entered the passage.

As soon as you enter the channel, all kinds of destructive breaths come to your face. This destructive breath is simple and rich. It is not the formation of desire, but real destruction.

He has seen the place of original sin in the immortal world, which is full of the seven original sins, which can be said to be an extremely evil place, but compared with this place, it seems to be the difference between a wolf and a sheep.

The seven original sins are all triggered by desire, but there is no desire here, that is, there is no reason.

Destruction without cause, destruction without cause, very pure and terrible.

This energy is enough to destroy any monk and any life, but it can't touch Jing Ping at all. Instead, it is absorbed one after another.

"For me, this is just a piece of energy, but for the monks in the fairyland, this is an absolutely dangerous place. If you come in, you will be strangled by this smell of destruction, and no one can escape." Seeing this, Jing Ping's eyes brought a trace of solemnity, "This demon god of heaven and earth is indeed the root cause of the universe. It must be destroyed, otherwise all sentient beings will usher in countless sufferings."

Hum!

Just as Jing Ping was secretly thinking about it, there was a sudden shock in the passage, and in an instant, he came to a space.

The spiritual consciousness swept around and immediately found that this was not a secret place at all, but the center of the whole fairyland!

The heart of the world in his body is also the product of the original heart of the world, so he knew where he had come at the first time.

The most important place in the fairyland, the most original place, is occupied by the demon gods of heaven and earth.

"It seems that I'm really right this time." Jing Ping thought to himself, "The heart of the fairyland has been transformed into a gathering place for demons and gods. If it takes a few more years, I'm afraid the whole fairyland will perish."

The ground he is stepping on now is full of extremely cold chills, which can almost freeze the soul. It is said that this is the center of the earth, and it should be extremely hot, but now he has a clear idea.

This only proves that the heart of the whole fairyland has been completely suppressed by the demon god.

"It seems that there is no master in this fairyland. Unfortunately, I already have my own world, otherwise the identity of the lord of the fairyland will be controlled by me." Jing Ping thought to himself, "But it's nothing. Helping the world can be recognized by the world. There will be a lot of merits and virtues. At that time, it will also give me a very solid foundation."

"Zuo Wentian, you're here." At this time, countless Taoist figures suddenly appeared around Jingping. These figures are all about refining, and their clothes are different. At first glance, they are important disciples or high-level officials of some sects, but now they are gathered here.

"The power of the demon god is already so deep." When Jing Ping saw these people, he immediately moved his heart, but he still made a plain expression on his face and said, "Yes, I'm coming."

"What about your men?" Another voice came out. The speaker was a middle-aged monk. Jing Ping recognized it at a glance. This monk usually has some friendship with "Zuo Wentian". His nickname is Blood Thunder Zhenren. He is a scattered cultivation. He is also a famous figure in the fairyland. Because this person's methods are fierce, the killing is boundless, and his skills are mainly based on thunder. That's why he got such a The nickname, but now it seems that this person has long become a demon god.

The two have also cooperated to kill many other demon gods, and then both of them were promoted to the peak of refining, with some friendship.

"It turned out to be a real blood thunder. We haven't seen each other for a long time." Jing Ping said politely, and then said, "Those men have all been swallowed up by me."

As soon as this was said, everyone was shocked. The blood thunder was also stunned, but then he laughed and said, "Swallow it well, swallow it well!" I really don't see you for a day. It's like after three autumns. Brother Zuo's method is exactly in line with my temperament. What else do we need for our cultivation? My subordinates have also been swallowed up by me.

"Real people are very interested." Jing Ping said lightly, "I'm going to the Devil's Hall to report this matter."

"Hey hey, Brother Zuo, be careful. Some people in the hall are not good people. They are not only extremely high-cultivated, but also loyal. If you kill a few subordinates, you may suffer some trouble." Blood Thunder's eyes flashed, but there was a reminder in his mouth.

"Of course I understand." Jing Ping waved his hand, ignored the others, and walked directly to the Demon God Hall in his memory.

Along the way and observing all the way, Jing Ping keenly found that there are not only immortal monks here, but also many monks of magic. They are either sitting and practicing or discussing something. Although there are not many people, they are all people with special means.

"It seems that this demon god really has a plan. He doesn't collect it indiscriminately. He just collects some characters who have special means and have a certain luck."