Chapter 284 Purple Gold Spitfire Bull!

"Qin Zhangmen, what do you say?" Elder Yan's eyebrows were already tightly frowned at this time. The situation in front of him was very clear. If Duobaomen insisted on violating the iron law of immortals and demons, it would cause many sects to rise up and attack them, and no one could save them.

However, Duobaomen is also a sect nominally immortal sect. Although they have secretly done some heinous deeds, they have always been an important force of the immortal sect. If they really want to destroy this sect, it will definitely weaken the immortal sect. The demon sect will take advantage of the virtuality to enter, and then a new war of immortals and demons will open again, and the whole cultivation of immortals. The world will be shrouded in blood and rain, and even the mortal world will be mournful.

No one wants to bear this tragic consequence, even if it is a treasure door.

Qin Tian's whole look changed, and even his mana began to wander around, indicating that he was now between anger and reason.

"Let's go!"

Finally, Qin Tian gritted his teeth and roared, and then his figure did not stop. He opened a space wormhole and led the senior officials of Duobaomen to enter it together.

"The head of Qin has a general knowledge and understands the general trend. It's really my luck as a fairy." When the old man surnamed Yan saw that Qin Tian was about to leave, he immediately clasped his fists and saluted.

"Humph!" Qin Tian didn't say much. He waved his big hand again, and the torn space wormhole closed again at this time and completely disappeared into the space.

"Since Qin Daoyou has left, please come back to these magic friends." A gentle and broad voice sounded, and between the words, a gorgeous light curtain has appeared. More than a dozen magic masters were immediately shaken away by this light curtain, impartially, and directly shocked into their camp.

These magic monks were angry in their eyes, but they didn't dare to say anything more. They could only shout for help, "Brother Zhan!"

"All's it! Shut up, all of them. It's your luck that Taoist brother didn't kill you. How dare you say more?

Boom!

As soon as the sound came out, the magic suddenly rolled, and all the immortal leaders began to be unstable. Several masters even fell to the ground and made a big ugly appearance.

The magic monk suddenly sneered, and only flirted with the anger of several immortal leaders.

"Brother Zhan has a good cultivation." The head of Daoxuanmen said something.

"Good means, Taoist brother." The head of the demon killer also replied.

There was a sudden silence in the space, and everyone was guessing what would happen to the next two supreme leaders.

"Hahahaha..." Suddenly, two voices of laughter suddenly resounded through the whole space. Although the rest of the two monks of immortals and demons did not know why, they also began to laugh.

The laughter gradually stopped, and the whole space returned to calm again, as if nothing had happened. The magic monks were not sneering, and the fairy monks were not talking too much.

No one is willing to start a new war of immortals and demons again, unless it is weakened by one side, but now the strength of both sides is equal, and they can only laugh twice to expose this matter, otherwise how can they fight to the death? I'm afraid that no one will win in the end.

A dangerous storm has now subsided, but at this time, Jing Ping did not know at all that because he killed Qin Ao, which led to the confrontation between the two high-level officials of immortals and demons. He is just closing his eyes to prepare for the next battle.

guang......

The sound of gongs sounded again, and Jing Ping did not hesitate at all and walked into the ring again.

At this time, there are only four people who are still active in the whole ring, two of whom are demon monks, two are immortal monks, and the two demon monks are the monster alliance, masters of Wanguimen, and one of the two immortal monks is a disciple of Taoist Xuanmen and one is a disciple of Tianchi Sect.

This disciple of Tianchi Sect is very young. Looking at Jing Ping, his eyes are full of strong murderous intent. At the same time, his body seems to contain some mysterious power, which is extremely vast.

Jing Ping looked at the young man with a ferocious smile on the corners of his mouth. He didn't say much, because he knew that Tianchizong had already listed himself as a must-kill list.

When he was in the mortal world, he killed Liu Sanjian of Tianchi Sect and his eight disciples, and then killed several people in the immortal city. The other party knew it was him, but he could not do it, because Jing Ping was an inner disciple of Daoxuanmen, but now, this ring is a good place to kill him openly and righteously. How could Tianchizong let it go?

Although Jing Ping's strength is extremely strong, Tianchizong dares to let their disciples continue to play this time, and he must have a support.

Jing Ping was not afraid at all. He was about to fight a few more games to hone the essence of the world palace in his body.

At this time, more than half of the essence energy in the chaotic world has been refined, and the true power all over his body has begun to be extremely thick. As long as he has experienced a few battles, he will definitely be refined and clean, so as to break through the golden elixir in one fell swoop!

At this moment, the eight referees began to walk out together. They were expressionless. Although the chaos in them hated Jing Ping, there was no small action at this time, because he knew that the confrontation between the two high-level officials of the immortals and demons just now. If he dared to conspire at this critical moment, he would be immediately be killed by the rest. The high-level officials caught it and punished him.

"You are the top four of this fairy and demon competition. Now you choose your own opponents. If you have no problem with each other, you can start. If you have any objection, you can draw lots to decide."

The four suddenly nodded slightly, and the next moment, they began to point at each other's opponents.

Jing Ping refers to the disciple of the Monster Alliance, and the disciple of Tianchi Sect is also extremely coincidental, pointing to the disciple of Wanguimen.

At the same time, the two demon disciples also pointed to each other.

Wan!

The whole venue suddenly became noisy. Above the comparison of immortals and demons, there has never been such a sharp scene. They all chose their own opponents. In the past, the top four were all dissatisfied with each other, and finally they drew lots to make a decision.

Jing Ping took a look at the disciples of Tianchi Sect and found that the other party was also looking at him.

"It seems that you are the same as I thought. Let's get rid of these bastards first, and the two of us are fighting a decisive battle?" Jing Ping said slowly.

"Yes, don't worry, it must be me who won the first place in the fairy and demons this time, and you will only howle at my feet." A disciple of Tianchi Sect said.

"Hey hey, howling? Then I'll wait and see." Jing Ping replied with a smile.

The voice fell to the ground, and thousands of tables only turned into two huge squares at this time, and at this moment, suddenly there was a "Mou!" The voice sounded, and in an instant, a huge bull with fire all over, purple eyes and golden horns appeared in front of Jing Ping!

Purple gold fire-breathing cow!

There was no greeting or nonsense. The cow rushed directly into Jing Ping and stepped on the ring, shaking the whole ring. A golden light flashed on the two horns. Wherever it shined, it began to melt and annihilate.

"Okay, the purple gold fire-breathing cow really lives up to its reputation. When the two horns are destroyed, no one competes with each other. In terms of power, no one can surpass the two immortals and demons, but I don't believe it." Jing Ping laughed and his whole body was full of power. Just as the two horns were about to hit his body, his hands protruded, such as a meteor, directly grasping the two horns of the fire-breathing cow.

"It's settled!" Jing Ping's whole body was moved, and his hands did not move. He only heard a rumbling sound, and the collision force of the whole fire-breathing cow turned into nothing in an instant.

"Wh!" Resisting this strong force, Jing Ping shouted again, suddenly raised his hands, and raised the whole fire-breathing cow in an instant!

Everyone in the venue grew their mouths, and the five people could describe how shocking the scene in front of them was.

A monster the size of a hill, and a famous purple gold fire-breathing cow in the immortal world, was actually resisted by a human monk with his strength.

There is no magic weapon, no magic weapon, pure is power.

"I didn't expect that you haven't killed anyone since your practice. For this, I won't kill you today! Get out of here!" At the moment when Jing Ping's hands grasped the two horns, they sensed the inner world of the fire-breathing cow and found that it was very pure and had no fierce intention, so he did not intend to kill it again. Instead, he picked up his hands and immediately threw the cow out of the field.