Chapter 207 Yang Haoran's Blood
"Thank you, Brother Jing!" Yang Haoran was overjoyed, and he knew that it was right to join Daqianhui. In just one sentence, he got ten cold demon nuclei.
This kind of treasure is extremely rare in the immortal world. Each one is of unparalleled value, even comparable to the savings of a Xiao-shaped sect, but Jing Ping waved his hand and gave it without frowning.
"It's really heroic! That's enough to be righteous!" Yang Haoran thought to his heart.
"This time, thanks to Brother Jing's mastery of hiding, he dodged the search and arrest of the cold demon in Yuanyingjing. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable." Yang Haoran took all these ten demon nuclei and said happily.
"This is nothing. By the way, Brother Yang, have you ever heard of Star Wars and Chaos?" Jing Ping turned around and asked, "What is the connection between these two and Duobaomen? And what kind of sect is Tianchizong?
Star Wars! It's empty! Duobaomen! Tianchi Sect!" Yang Haoran was suddenly shocked, "Brother, I know that Star Wars and Chaokong are very famous in both immortals and demons! Do you have any holiday with them? Duobaomen and Tianchi Sect are even more of the big faction.
"Hey hey, these are all my enemies! Among them, Duobaomen is even more a big hatred!" Jing Ping said with a sneer.
"My God!" Ren Yang Haoran was arrogant. At this time, his face could not help but change greatly. He couldn't help exclaiming. He knew very well how much energy these "enemy" Jing Ping said.
"Brother Jing, this is not a joke!" A rare trace of seriousness appeared on Yang Haoran's face. "Star Wars is an immortal of Daoxuanmen. He is extremely mysterious and incarnates tens of millions. It is said that he is still a member of the Fairy Society. Not to mention the chaos, his nickname is Infernal Killing God. I don't know how many high-level monks are under his hands. He is also the owner of Daoxuanmen Law Enforcement Hall. As for Duobaomen, that It is even more a huge thing. The business is full of immortals and demons. The masters in the door are like clouds. Tianchi Sect is relatively low-key, but there are also many masters. They have a grudge against them, which is no less than declaring war on the whole cultivation world!"
Jing Ping smiled and said nothing.
"It's really a very human and extraordinary thing. Brother Jing, you are not only profound in cultivation, but even your enemies are so arrogant." Yang Haoran said with a shocked face, but after a while, his face turned inexplicably red, and his eyes were full of an inexplicable light.
The red on the face is getting thicker and stronger, and the light in the eyes is getting brighter and brighter. In the end, it suddenly bursts like a fire.
"What the hell, Tianchi Sect, what a bullshit fairy, since I have a grudge against my brother, I have to get out of here!" Yang Haoran roared suddenly, but his voice shook the sky and spread all over the world!
Jing Ping heard this and immediately laughed. At the same time, he praised in his heart that Yang Haoran was indeed a typical person who came crazy. After staying in the mortal world for two years, he did not learn anything else. The set of ruffians and hooligans had been captured. In addition, his hot temper and madness came up, no one could control it.
Others are afraid that the other party is strong, but the stronger he is, the better. What's the concern and the sadness? Don't you think about it? It's just the death of the soul, and you can do whatever you love.
What I want is a pleasure.
This is what Jing Ping appreciates.
"Brother, you enemies are my share!" Yang Haoran's face turned red, "Let's live and die together!"
"Okay! Life and death together!" Jing Ping nod his head and then said, "But brother, take your time. Don't be too hasty."
"Of course I understand this." Yang Haoran immediately replied that although he was hot-tempered and hot-blooded, how could he not understand the priority of things if he could be an elite disciple of Ten Thousand Swordszong?
"The Duobaomen is indeed strong, but it is not without weaknesses. They are nominally under the banner of the righteous sect, but there are many disciples practicing magic skills in the door, and they kill and prey, stir up trouble. There used to be many masters who have a grudge against them, but either there is no evidence, or it is Being secretly erased, now they look strong, but many people in the immortal world have resented them. Yang Haoran said in detail, "The faction of Tianchi Sect is very low-key. Usually, no one is born, but as long as he shows his name, he is definitely a master. Compared with Duobao Sect, Tianchi Sect is more difficult to deal with, but the two factions are close to each other and often have such a large deal, even if it is something important. They will also support each other in their decisions.
Jing Ping listened and nodded repeatedly, and at the same time, his thoughts were flying.
He killed nine monks of Tianchi Sect in the mortal world, but since he entered the immortal world, Tianchi Sect has no sound, and then there is the Duobao Gate. He destroyed their property in the mortal world, killed one of them, a foundation-building immortals, and robbed a treasure house of the Duobao Sect, and overshadowed the elder of Duobao Gate. According to reason. By the way, how can they not find themselves with their energy? He also killed a lot of disciples of Mo Xiu, Mo Ling Sect and Mo Kill Sect, but why hasn't there been any movement?
At this point, the answer has already appeared.
Either what they do is too small to attract their attention, or they are planning some big conspiracy and don't have time to pay attention to themselves.
If this is the case, we must seize the time to practice as soon as possible. We must be ready to deal with all the strength before the crisis comes, and Jing Ping feels that this crisis is not only for him, but also for a wider range, directly for the whole world of immortal cultivation.
"It seems that I don't have time to wait." Jing Ping secretly thought in his heart, and then said to Yang Haoran, "Well, Brother Yang, you go back to the door to practice first, and pay attention to the trend of Duobaomen and Tianchi Sect. This is the unified mark of Daqianhui. I have integrated the sword mark you gave me into it. If you have any information or any difficulties, you can do this. The mark is issued, so that all the brothers of my Daqian Club will know and will come to help immediately.
Jing Ping took out a round Zhenli, condensed into the shape of a small wooden card, and handed it to Yang Haoran.
"Okay, it's not too late. I'll go back to the door to inquire about the news. If there is anything, just call me. I will definitely come to help. At the same time, I will see if there are any other brothers in the door who are willing to join the meeting." Yang Haoran stretched out his hand and said, "In a while, it will be the disciple of immortals and demons. At that time, I will definitely meet the other brothers of Daqianhui!"
"Well, that's it. Brother Yang, take care." Jing Ping arched his hand.
"There will be a long time to come, and we will see you later!" The words fell to the ground, and Yang Haoran immediately flashed his figure and disappeared into the sky in an instant.
Jing Ping had been standing in place until Yang Haoran flew out of his spiritual range that he turned around and returned to Dao Xuanmen.
The air roared, and a different light flashed in Yang Haoran's eyes, "I didn't expect that a chance encounter in the mortal world in those years would bring me such a good brother!" The cultivation is profound, the righteousness is so strong, and it is extremely heroic. The cold demon king who can fight the peak of the golden elixir at the beginning of building the foundation has great potential. In the future, it will definitely be the legend of the immortal world! I, Yang Haoran, can make such a good brother. Even if I die in battle, it's worth it! Brother, I look forward to the day when we fight side by side!"
The mind is agitated, the speed is increasing, and it disappears in the sky in an instant.
In a room in Daoxuanmen, Jing Ping, Wu Chong, Chen Heng, Long Ruo, Liu Qiang, Jiang Cai and Ma Tao gathered together again.
At this time, it has been two days since Jing Ping returned to the door. Wu Chong and others were still intoxicated with the happiness of breaking through the foundation, but they didn't expect that Jing Ping had brought them great surprises one after another.
One by one, the cold demon inner elixir appeared from Jing Ping's hands and separated into their hands.
Jing Ping has obtained a total of 36 demon nuclei this time. In addition to the ten demon nuclei sent out, there are still 26 left, and there are several bodies of the cold demons left, which are extremely precious.
Wu Chong and others have no one, which is enough for cultivation. If there are too many, they can't digest it. The coldness is amazing. If it is too much refining, I'm afraid it will be unbearable and turn into ice man pieces.
The remaining demon cores were all swallowed by Jing Ping. He originally wanted to exchange the contribution points in the door, but when he felt the crisis, he was not wasting any energy at all.
Recommend the last day, sincerely kneel down and beg for collection.