Chapter 146 Magical Monks

The sad wind is mixed with snowflakes. It sounds like ghosts crying and whispering, and the bare trunk is like twisted and struggling people, which looks terrible.

The walking passers-by have been covered with a thick layer of snowflakes. This is already a mortal world, and now it is the middle of winter. At a glance, there is a layer of white everywhere, as if they have entered a sad world.

Dead silence, withering, cold, these three feelings hit the hearts of passers-by.

"Brother Jing."

Wu Chong suddenly said something, but in this silent scene, it was like a thunderbolt. Everyone's bodies couldn't help shaking. When they found that it was Wu Chongzhi, they immediately relaxed.

"The silence here is strong, and it is extremely cold. I feel that we are close to the gathering place of the magic monks." Wu Chong felt the breath around him and said solemnly.

A group of six people appeared in the wind and snow all over the sky.

And Jing Ping naturally walks in the front,

Since Jingping led everyone to leave that day, he came all the way to the place indicated by the mission. Until last night, Jing Ping proposed not to use the decision, otherwise the spiritual power fluctuation between heaven and earth would attract the attention of the magic monks, so he walked with his body and fell snowflakes.

If Jing Ping hadn't strengthened their bodies for them, it would have been difficult to move with their ability without using spiritual power.

"Yes, this is the boundary where the demon monks gather. Don't use your spiritual power, grab my arm and follow me!"

Jing Ping listened to Wu Chong's words and nodded. He immediately ordered. Other people followed Jing Ping's words one after another, and everything in front of them was ready. Then Jing Ping drove the other five people with one foot, relying on the strength of his body, to run like lightning, and then rushed for more than ten miles. I went to a village and stopped.

Their whole body began to tremble, and their eyes were full of anger, because the scene in front of them was too miserable.

The houses in the whole village have collapsed, and the bodies of villagers are everywhere, including old people, young men, women, children, and even pregnant women!

The shapes of these corpses are strange. Some corpses have become two pieces, some corpses have no limbs, and some have several big cuts all over their bodies, as if they have been bitten by some animal. However, no matter how miserable they are, these corpses have one thing in common.

That's the look of panic.

These corpses had frightened eyes one by one, as if they had seen something terrible and suffered great pain.

This is simply the appearance of all living beings in hell.

Jing Ping looked at the appearance of hell on earth and couldn't help sighing.

He took a slight step forward, and a cold breath immediately climbed up his body, but then he was shocked by his whole body and dispersed.

"These demons deserve to die! It's so cruel that the children won't let it go! I don't know what evil methods they are practicing, which makes these innocent mortals suffer so much. It's hateful! It's time to kill! It must be removed as soon as possible, otherwise I don't know how many people will be mutilated!"

Wu Chong said angrily. Although he is a member of the immortal cultivation family, and he is also a family protected by Dao Xuanmen, he has also come to the mortal world, seen lively scenes and eaten food on earth, but now, he has seen such a tragic scene. He How can you not be angry?

With his spiritual power, he hit a lot of pits in a row, and then shook his hands. A spiritual power put the corpses into the pit one after another, and then ran the spiritual power again to cover it.

"The mortals pay attention to the safety of entering the earth. That's all I can do."

"Wu Chong, it's amazing!"

Jing Ping looked at his movements and heard his words, and there was a trace of admiration in his heart.

One of the most important qualities of the strong is pity.

All the immortals practitioners Jing Ping has seen have one thing in common, that is, they all think how great they are. Mortals are just ants, but they forget that they are also human beings, just people with strong power.

This superficial thought makes Jing Ping vomit every time.

The strong are not afraid, and the weak are not bullied. This is the real strength.

"Brother Wu, don't be sad. These vicious demon monks will be killed by the president sooner or later." Everyone said angrily that they couldn't wait to fight with these demons now to avenge these innocent people.

Jing Ping's heart has also had a murderous intention, because such actions are really too cruel and hurtful. If he is allowed, he doesn't know how many mortals will suffer. Killing them as soon as possible is also a shock to other magic monks.

"Brothers and brothers, protect yourself." At this moment, Jing Ping suddenly raised his eyebrows and said something.

"What happened?"

The other five people also raised questions, but they kept moving, their spiritual power was running, and they were ready for defense.

"Hey hey, hey hey hey hey hey..."

A creepy laughter came along the wind and snow, and countless black gas began to surround them.

"Who!" Wu Chong and five others immediately shouted, and the spiritual power on their bodies was more intense. They all unfolded their spiritual consciousness and kept exploring around.

Ah! Ah! ......

Countless screams and howls sounded one after another, and tragic pictures began to appear around Jing Ping and others.

"Demon, you have seeded to fight with us!" Wu Chong looked at these pictures and roared suddenly.

But just as his voice fell, suddenly, a pale bone claw appeared, and then the pale bone claws began to appear bright blood, as if it was constantly bleeding. The sound of "tick" kept ringing, which was extremely strange and terrible. It directly grabbed Wu Chong's head, which was rich and bloody. The taste accompanied by screams can simply scare people dumb!

The sudden attack of the blood claws obviously made Wu Chong not react. Just as soon as he grabbed it, he easily broke Wu Chong's protective spiritual power. The strong smell of blood mixed with screams instantly entered Wu Chong's mind. He immediately spewed blood! The spiritual power is chaotic, and it is about to be scratched to death by blood claws!

"Get out!"

Jing Ping shouted violently, just one, which made the sky's picture and screams disappear. With Jing Ping's explosion, a true force turned into a sound wave and attacked the white bone.

The white bone was hit, and immediately let out a scream. In an instant, it flew backwards and disappeared.

This is a magic weapon.

And it obviously belongs to a foundation-building monk of the Magic Road.

"Demon!" After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Wu Chong immediately roared like crazy and said, "You must die!"

If there is no Jing Ping today, none of these disciples can live, and they will all have to be killed by this devil. But now, they have Jing Ping. In Jing Ping's eyes, the skeleton magic weapon is just a fragile mud. He can pinch it as he wants.

"Hey hey, hey hey hey. Unexpectedly, it's a great honor for a disciple of Daoxuanmen to come. It's a great honor!"

A burst of gloomy laughter sounded. With the other party's gloomy laughter, Wu Chong and other five people only felt dizzy and disgusting, and they just wanted people to vomit all their internal organs.

"Run the spiritual power quickly and guard the mind. The laughter of this devil contains the attack of the mind!"

Wu Chong and other people immediately operated their spiritual power and sat on the ground, and some subtle magic gas began to force out of their bodies.

"Chairman Jing, please." Wu Chong said something, and then sat down.

"Well, this is an excellent experience. After you go back, you should have a deeper understanding of the realm." Jing Ping heard the words, nodded, and then said, "Take good care of yourself. Let's see how I kill demons."

Then he turned his palm, and a real force shrouded around several people, and countless negative emotions and magic spirits could no longer touch them at all.

"Thank you, President." Wu Chong said, and then his heart began to be full of expectations, that is, to see what Jing Ping's real strength was!

Although they know that the president is very powerful, and even the immortals do not have the anti-sky means of the president, they can't figure out how powerful it is.

This time, it is a great opportunity.