Chapter 440 Ambush!

Taking a closer look, Jing Ping knew that there were several monks in that world. Although his cultivation was not high, his breath was magnificent and authentic, and there was a real master in that world.

After a few casual glances, Jing Ping stopped watching, because the world seems to be weak and there are not many monks, but in fact, it has an extremely powerful explosive magic weapon. Once someone is found to invade, it will definitely be used, and according to the level of power, it is equivalent to the explosion degree of a Jindan monk.

Although the explosion of the Jindan monk is nothing, if you use it in the hands of those monks and add mana, you can immediately break out the power to destroy a world!

And although the Lord of the World has not appeared, Jing Ping knows that the cultivation of the Lord of the World must be extremely high, to a heinous level. There may not be his existence in the fairy world. It is almost possible in the true fairy world, and it is certain that it is higher than the level of the real immortal Star Wars. Countless times.

The reason why he is so sure is that Jing Ping senses the core power of that world, full of an extremely long and ancient atmosphere. In the depths of the core, there is a strong protective energy that is enough to make the universe shake.

The vastness of this energy cannot be described in words, and it also contains a trace of truth, which has shown the strength of the world. Although Jing Ping wants to see it, there is nothing he can do.

There will be a strong rejection between the world and the world. If Jing Ping, the lord of the world, will immediately cause the original counterattack of that world. He can't do such a stupid thing.

"I'm sure I'll see you in the future." Jing Ping said to himself, and then turned his eyes to the fairyland he had been to.

As soon as the body shook, a space-time channel began to open. Jing Ping stepped into it and immediately began to be transmitted.

The time superposition and spatial transformation in the space-time channel can no longer interfere with him, and it is only an extremely easy task for him to build a space-time channel. As long as he wants to, he can immediately construct countless strips.

It seems that after ten thousand years, and it seems that after a moment, Jing Ping's feet finally stepped on the coordinates he left in this fairyland.

Looking up, the mountains are endless and majestic, but they are hidden in them. Although the aura is plain, it flows back and forth, full of vitality and vitality.

Seeing this, Jing Ping smiled and said secretly, "After all, this place has not been occupied, otherwise there will be some trouble in the future."

When he left, he threatened the Mahayana monk of Tianchi Sect and was directly retaliated by the Mahayana monk here. Although he narrowly escaped, Jing Ping still thought that the blessed land he was looking for should have been robbed, but now, it is still intact.

This can be regarded as an unexpected joy. With this blessing, thousands of people in the future can immediately carry it up, which is endless.

"It seems that this Mahayana monk does not know the art of gas circulation, so he did not occupy this place. Otherwise, I'm afraid I will kill again." Jing Ping nodded with satisfaction.

Wh!

But while Jing Ping was happy, countless treasures flashed and bombarded him all over his body.

Each of these treasures has extremely strong power, and also has the familiar atmosphere of Jing Ping, which can be said to be domineering.

Duobaomen sneak attack!

Almost the first time. Jing Ping had already reacted, but as he reacted, his body was also sealed by countless strong forces, so that he could only withstand these bombardments.

"Chaotic World!"

Since he could not hide, Jing Ping did not intend to hide. A strong suction suddenly exploded on his body. A huge black hole appeared from his body and completely enveloped his figure. All magic weapons originally carried boundless power, but at this time they were all absorbed by the black hole, causing no explosion wave. Move, there is no sound directly.

"Since you sent magic weapons, I'm not polite!" Jing Ping's voice in the black hole suddenly appeared, and then clicked. The black hole closed in an instant, directly erasing all the heart and soul imprints of these magic weapons, and directly turned them into an ownerless thing.

The muffled hum kept coming, but Jing Ping didn't give them time at all. The black light flashed in his hands, and the cracked hammer began to appear, and then suddenly collided!

Boom!

A strong sound wave power began to shake out, and countless spaces began to twist and break, and more than 20 figures began to fall out of the broken space.

The momentum of each of the figures is quite strong, and all of them are the monks of Duobaomen!

"How did Duobaomen know that I disappeared here? Has Duobaomen exchanged messages with Tianchi Sect? Jing Ping's mind flashed and analyzed the matter, but there was no rest in his hand. He threw a double hammer, circled and flew, and began to fly automatically and bombard these disciples.

As soon as several disciples of Duobaomen saw the black hammer coming, they were immediately shocked and looked afraid, but none of them moved.

"No! There is fraud!" Jing Ping's heart immediately moved, but it was too late at this time. With three swords of light, he had come to the place around him! If you don't say anything, just stab the head!

The eyes, throat knot, chest and abdomen are all shrouded in it, and the coldness on the flying sword has been felt by Jing Ping.

"Thunder escape!"

Facing this blow, Jing Ping immediately shouted, and the crackling thunder all over his body kept flashing. His figure disappeared in an instant and went directly to tens of thousands of miles. However, these three flying swords were like bone-attached maggots, and the distance remained unchanged, following.

"What a great flying sword! Although it is not as sharp and fast as the Mahayana sword of that day, it is also extremely terrible. Jing Ping's mind flashed quickly. He suddenly moved his hands, and the green gourd appeared in his hand.

Fairy artifact, poisonous gourd!

This gourd has now mastered most of its functions by Jing Ping. When it appeared, it was already full of power, and it was a rotation to the three flying swords.

Countless spaces are under the rotation of the poisonous gourd, like paper paste. The pieces are broken and annihilated, and the power is incomparable. Although the three flying swords are extremely strong, how can they be the opponents of the poisonous gourd? They only heard a few crisp collisions, and a trace of cracks appeared on the flying sword.

Puff...

A series of blood spitting sounds began to pass from the flying sword. Jing Ping immediately knew that these three flying swords were the real name of some monks. Once injured, it would immediately involve the soul and heart and hurt it.

Sure enough, as soon as he received such damage, the flying sword immediately turned back and was about to cut through the void to fly back.

"I still want to run!" Jing Ping immediately sneered, and the poisonous gourd suddenly swelled, as heavy as a mountain, and pressed against the three flying swords!

Gak bang bang.

Suddenly, the three flying swords were pressed into several pieces and began to fall down one after another.

A few dull roars came out, and the person who secretly used the flying sword was immediately useless!

Jing Ping took this opportunity to tear his hands immediately, and the space was broken. He directly built a space-time channel. The figure stepped in, and in an instant, he crossed the infinite time and space and reached a secret space.

I saw three monks in Tianchizong costumes coughing up blood.

"Come here!" Jing Ping's cold color appeared, and the suction of the chaotic world showed. The three monks fell in front of Jing Ping almost like chickens one after another, and their mana could not move at all.

"What else can I do? Give me one by one." Jing Ping didn't talk nonsense, but directly asked about the next means and attacks.

Because he knew that he was ambushed as soon as he appeared, and the other party obviously had made a very careful plan, which could not be so simple.

"Are you Jing Ping, who has mastered a world in the lower world? It's really powerful!" A monk of Tianchi Sect gasped, but did not answer Jing Ping's question.

Bum!

With an explosion, I suddenly remembered that the talking monk disappeared in an instant. After a thousand years of practice, he was lost!

This scene suddenly shocked the other two monks, and they looked at Jing Ping like a demon.

The suction flashed, and the monk's remnant soul memory began to be absorbed by Jing Ping. Pictures just appeared in his mind, but then the glory appeared, and the remnant soul exploded!