Chapter 371 Massacre
"It's impossible. Although this person is equal to the realm of the young master, his strength is extremely strong. Compared with the two, there is more bad luck and less luck! If the young master really wants to take action, I suggest summoning the leader, which can also prevent it in case!" The old man suddenly knelt down, his words were sincere and loyal.
"Is this little thing worth shocking my father? Then I'm too incompetent!" The young man roared with a red face, and then his figure suddenly stood up and stepped out, "Eversal, let me kill this man!"
The words fell to the ground, and they walked forward without looking back. Several elders hesitated for a while and followed.
"Don't come. I'll be right there."
Suddenly, a faint word came out of the scene, and I saw a young man standing with his hands on his back, with a faint smile, as if he had seen through the crystal and his eyes shot directly into the hall!
"What!" Suddenly, the young man who was moving suddenly stopped and looked at the mirror in shock, and the rest of the elders were even more surprised.
This is a mirroring technique jointly developed by digital baby elders! Even if the monks at the peak of Yuanying can only feel that someone is spying and can break the mirror image, but there has never been anyone who can know the specific location directly through the mirror image, and no one can hear the dialogue and discussion in the hall!
Wor-h!
Just as everyone in the hall was surprised, the mirror began to break, and then a figure shining with golden light actually came out of the mirror art.
This person is Jing Ping.
"You, you, you..." The young man's lips trembled a little when he saw Jing Ping, but in an instant, he regained his cold look, "Jing Ping! As a disciple of Taoist Xuanmen, you have gone deep into the territory of Taoism and purified the fierce soul in my Wanguimen Yinling Mountain. You have violated the agreement between my immortals and demons and destroyed the foundation of my Wanguimen. Aren't you afraid of the punishment of immortals and demons? Now kneel down quickly and hand over the fierce soul and the ghost general's jade charm! Otherwise, I will immediately tell the world what you have done, and inform me of the Lord of Heaven and turn you into pus!"
Between the words, the door of the hall suddenly closed, and the elders of the ghosts were ready to go. The blue ghost fire began to burst, surrounding Jingping's body. There was indeed some fierce power that could oppress the monks.
"These ghost fire fruits are really good energy. If other monks are surrounded by this fire, they must have been burned until exhausted, and finally turned into fierce soul food, which is extremely miserable." Jing Ping felt the power of ghost fire and smiled at the corners of his mouth. "But my chaotic world can absorb all the energy and turn it into my own true power. If you meet me, you can also be regarded as a nemesis."
Thinking of this, his body's golden light shined more brightly, and suddenly exploded. The bright golden light seemed to turn into the sun in an instant, stabbing eyes. All the Wanguimen monks were stimulated to close their eyes. At the same time, a suction on Jing Ping's body suddenly broke out, and there were infinite ghosts in an instant. The fire was sucked clean by him, and there was no residue left.
After sucking up these ghost fires, as soon as the spiritual light appeared in Jing Ping's hand, the knife of the world was pinched in his hand. He seemed to walk leisurely. With a flash of the knife, an elder of ten thousand ghosts screamed. The destructive power directly shattered everything of the elder, and then all the mana became his nourishment.
It was not endless to kill one. He continued to walk. It seemed to be extremely slow, but in fact it was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he was countless distances. He only heard screams and the knife flashed. Then all the senior officials in the whole Wanguimen Hall were cut clean by him, and there was nothing. The waste was all swallowed up by him and became his own energy.
In the field, there was only a young man staring at Jing Ping.
He didn't know what had happened at all. In his impression, it was just a flash of golden light, which made him cry. When he opened his eyes again, the senior officials who were all gone.
Only the screams that were still echoing in his mind reminded him that countless senior elders were all slaughtered by the people in front of him in a short moment.
There is no such monster in the world!
The young master's pale cheeks have become more pale.
Bum!
A big hand suddenly grabbed his neck, making his body suddenly leave the ground, and his feet kept struggling, like a futile duck, which looked extremely ridiculous.
"This young master, I don't know where your treasure house is. Can you take me in for a tour?" A gentle voice came to his ears, which made him stop in an instant, and then he saw this young man of his age with a faint smile.
"You dream!" Perhaps the anger gave the young master courage, which made him dare to look straight into Jing Ping's eyes and spit out three words.
click!
While the young master spit out these three words, Jing Ping's big hand suddenly pinched and directly broke his neck, making his head and body two points. Then as soon as the suction appeared, he sucked the other party's energy clean.
"How dare you destroy my body, I want..."
Bum!
Suddenly, a vague soul body appeared, just like the young master of Wanguimen, but as soon as he spoke, he was strangled into powder by a suction.
No nonsense, no procrastination, one who doesn't obey, immediately become a killer. No matter what your identity and background, you are all a dog.
After killing the young master, Jing Ping's mind moved and began to close the memory of the young master, but for a moment he figured out the treasure house of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Gate.
Without stopping, he stepped forward, and everything that was in the way was cut into pieces by him.
Just as he was moving forward, suddenly, the ghost spirit was highlighted, and countless disciples began to appear. One of the leaders asked, "Who are you!"
What answered them was a snow-white knife light.
The knife light crossed the crowd, just like a lightning bolt. Countless disciples could not resist at all, or even react. In an instant, they were killed and turned upside down, and the blood flowed into a river.
The body of the dead disciple turned into infinite yin qi, but as soon as the suction of the chaotic world appeared, there was no trace.
After killing this batch, Jing Ping continued to move forward. At this moment, a bell rang through the whole ten thousand ghosts, and countless disciples began to appear. This was the reason for the discovery of Jing Ping.
"Good luck, good luck." Jing Ping's smile remained unchanged at the corners of his mouth. He walked with a knife. Seeing these ghosts is just one word, kill!
He killed without burden and refreshing. These ghosts are all hands stained with countless blood. In order to make themselves stronger, they use all kinds of cruel laws to slaughter mortals, and then devours their souls and turn them into their own soul power. This is a vicious thing that breaks the foundation of mortal reincarnation.
Jing Ping's killing of these ghosts can not only strengthen himself, but also obtain the merits of heaven and earth. Why not do this?
So the more he kills, the smoother he will be. The more he kills, the brighter the golden light on his body will be. It is impossible to describe his growth rate.
Boom!
Suddenly, a explosion came, and a strong yin qi began to fall. It was as large as the sea. Its fierce world cried, and the endless cause of continuous expansion and evolution. Unexpectedly, countless fierce souls were transformed. In an instant, countless heroes closed in an instant and turned into a middle-aged man in a blue and white robe with an unusually beautiful face. People.
This middle-aged man's eyebrows are feminine, and his eyes are ever-changing, which seems to contain infinite pain and infinite evil, but Jing Ping can see the depths of these eyes, which is indifference!
And its appearance is very similar to that of the young master just now. There is no doubt that the two must be father and son.
There was no talk or hesitation. The moment the two met, Jing Ping's long knife was already waved out, and there was also a trace of purple thunder and lightning attached to his knife!
This is not an ordinary knife. It contains the divine punishment thunder absorbed by Jing Ping during the heavenly disaster. It is extremely sharp. At this time, when used here, it complements each other, like a tiger with wings.
Wh!
With a knife, it was empty!
However, Jing Ping did not change the color at all. If he splits the air with one knife, he took advantage of the situation. Suddenly, the handle of the knife turned, and the sword was inserted into the ground!
Boom!
A burst of mountains shook, and countless spaces were annihilated one after another. The crackling purple thunder and lightning burst out, turning the range within a hundred miles into a thunder world!