Chapter 520 Perseverance is outside, weakness is inside.

Jing Pingsheng pulled out the monk's intestines and burned with flames!

The bloody scene and boundless pain directly made the owner of the black sword start scream crazily. The two eyes seemed to burst open, and the flesh and flesh on the face kept pumping.

When the rest of the people saw this scene, their scalp was numb and their liver and gallbladder trembled.

The wheel is fierce and cruel, and the state of mind is firm. They are indeed a monster second only to the demon god. Even if the monks in the heavens and the world hear the names of these people, their magic power will be chaotic and their souls will be unstable.

But their fierceness is only to others, their cruelty is only cruel to others.

But when the horrible scenes and means are really implemented on them, then they are just a weak waste.

"Do you think you still have a chance to negotiate?" The flame in Jing Ping's hand kept burning, and the blood kept ticking from his hand. With his slightly ferocious smile, it immediately made the remaining monks tremble strongly.

"It is already my grace to let you live for such a moment. If you don't want to say it, I will definitely let you enjoy real pleasure."

The cold words came out, and the master of the magic sword no longer dared to have unnecessary nonsense, "I said, I said!"

The flame in Jing Ping's hand stopped, and he looked at the other party coldly, waiting for the other party's follow-up.

"I know the gathering place of killing monks! In the fault of space, it is full of the distortion of time and space. Although the power of heaven is ubiquitous, it is weakened a lot there. Every time we slaughter a world, we will go to digest it!" The black sword monk immediately trembled and said the secret he knew, "I know you are powerful, and now you have such a magic weapon. As long as you can control this magic weapon to move, you will definitely attract countless killing monks. At that time, your energy will be infinite!"

"I don't want much. As long as you can let me go, I don't care about the remaining few monks. Even as long as you nod, I can help you kill!"

A series of words began to say that the black sword monk actually opened the condition again and lowered the condition to the lowest level, as long as he saved his life.

In fact, that's what he planned from the beginning. The so-called sky-high price and pay back the money, he didn't expect to even take these people away, because Jing Ping's fierceness directly told them that this was impossible.

As for the remaining monks, they were furious and struggled hard, "You are also a secret! I know it too!"

"I also know..."

Almost at the same time, the eight Mahayana reacted and began to scramble to shout, hoping that they could become the surviving monk, even if they knew that Jing Ping would not let them go at all.

However, this is their last life-saving straw, which can only be firmly grasped. If it is released, it will perish.

"Hey hey." Jing Ping listened to the scramble shouts of these people and suddenly sneered, "Is this also a secret? As long as I kill you, I can immediately use my memory to inquire about you.

"That's impossible! Although our mana is sealed, our bodies are tied up, and our souls can't move, this secret is a contract jointly set by countless killing monks. As long as we perish, we will burst as soon as possible. Even if you are a true immortal, you can't go down to earth..."

Poo-huh!

A long knife directly penetrated the shouting monk, and at the same time, the suction on his body burst out. The other party's mana, soul, and everything began to be absorbed by Jing Ping!

But at this moment, a trace of fragments of the soul shining red light began to flash. Jing Ping's big hand grabbed it, but before it was caught, the fragment quickly turned into nothingness.

"Sure enough." Jing Ping followed up the record in the soul and found that there was no so-called cosmic fault in it.

The remaining monks suddenly trembled. How could they have thought that Jing Ping killed one directly in order to prove that their words were true!

"Hey hey, since it's not possible, it proves that what you said is true, but now there are still seven of you wastes here, and you all know the location of this fault. What should you do?" Jing Ping looked at several monks, and Wei asked with a smile.

There is no cold meaning in these words, only a sense of peace. At the same time, the words are a little unclear. If others hear it, they will definitely not understand what Jing Ping said.

But the seven monks understood.

In the same place, seven people know, so the remaining six are useless, and Jingping only needs one.

"Kill him! My lord, he was the first to do it to you! If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have been involved in this kind of thing!" Suddenly, the changeable monk began to roar, and the spearhead was directly aimed at the black monk.

"Bullshit! You guys also have bad intentions. It's right for me to take action first, but don't you also agree? Without your indulgence and signed contract, who would have risked such a great danger? I would have left as early as I was facing the demon god!" The black sword monk was also unwilling to show weakness and said crazily, "Your Excellency! These people are all crazy people. If it weren't for their insenirs, who would dare to take action against you!"

"You are bleeding!"

"Your excellency, don't trust him! I'm forced to wait!"

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Several monks actually began to accuse each other, each of which told their helplessness, and the name also changed Jing Ping from a boy to an adult.

The real blood and tears have been brought out by Jing Ping at this time. He looked at the once extremely ferocious monks in front of him, complaining and scolding each other, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

"My head, these people seem to be resolute, but they are just perseverance and weak waste!"

"That's right." Jing Ping said with a smile, looking at these monks full of sarcasm, "That's why they have come to this end."

"Master, although this kind of monk is a waste, he can't help but be unprevented. I'm afraid that the cosmic fault they just mentioned also contains some conspiracy!" Xue Lei Zhenren continued, "It's better to erase all these people. It's a hundred."

"It doesn't matter." Jing Ping smiled faintly, "They are vicious and vicious, and they can't escape the palm of my hand. Besides, I want this secret, which is of great use!"

"Yes." When Xue Lei Zhenzhen heard this, he immediately said no more. The leader was not what he could expect, and the leader was not what he could predict, because the scene in front of him directly told him that the leader was invincible.

All he can do is follow and believe.

Jing Ping looked at the real person with blood and tears, and there was a smile in his eyes.

He knew that these killing monks were vicious, and their methods were extremely vicious. How could he easily believe them? That's why I said that to test whether these people have any plans.

Killing monks is extremely terrible and powerful, but for Jing Ping, it is a pile of good nutrients. Now he has reached the peak of harmony. His strength is endless. No one can stop him. Even if he faces Mahayana, he can defeat him head-on!

If you can attract these killing monks, then Jing Ping will certainly be happy, because killing such a monk will get countless energy and merits, and you can also understand the different rules of different monks, so that you can use these rules to strengthen your own world.

This can be said to kill three birds with one stone. Moreover, he has now reached the peak of the combination. If he wants to go further and reach the Mahayana realm, he must need endless power. Although there are countless accumulations in the magic weapon created by gods and demons, it is still far from enough.

Tens of thousands of Mahayana monks sacrificed for him at the same time, which made him have the possibility of breaking through Mahayana!

It's just possible!

However, if there is not enough energy, then there is not even a trace of possibility. If he relies on his own steady cultivation, he will not know that he can break through to the realm of Mahayana in billions of years.