Chapter 506 Arrival at Destination

In Jing Ping's eyes, several dark shadows began to leave slowly.

"Damn, this boy has such a strong sense of spirit that he actually sensed our snoops! It's just half a month's work, and this boy has reached this level!" One of the dark shadows said viciously, and then a monk in a golden robe began to manifest himself. It was the head of Duobao, Tang Wuxin.

Tang Wuxin's face was full of anger, the scarlet murderous intention in his eyes kept flashing, and the smell of decay on his body could not be concealed and leaked out.

And beside him, there are two dark shadows that also show the real face. It was the head of the pool, Qu Tianchi, and Xiao Dongting, the head of Daoxuan!

"Brother Tang, don't be impatient." At this moment, Xiao Dongting spoke, and his eyes were full of stability, and there seemed to be no surprise. "This man is a prophet, and he naturally has a big secret. Even the old man Cuizhu was defeated by him that day. How could he be a mediocre person? However, you should also rest assured that his momentum is amazing. After a while, he will naturally decline, and then it will be a peerless opportunity for the three of us.

"Damn it, do you really have to wait! This boy's cultivation has become more and more arrogant, and his growth speed is even more amazing. I'm afraid that in two months, we will become fish! But he is very lucky now. What should I do?" Qu Tianchi's face was also impatient, but he still kept a sense and did not take action.

"I know you are anxious, and so am I." Xiao Dongting glanced at the two people, "But this is not urgent. I know that your mana has declined to a certain extent. Now you don't even dare to see the disciples, but you should know the consequences of doing it at this time."

"If we are patient for another period of time, as long as we are patient for a period of time, we will immediately usher in gratifying changes!"

The words fell to the ground, and Tang Wuxin and Qu Tianchi didn't say anything more, but the figure turned into a streamer and began to disappear.

After they all disappeared, Xiao Dongting smiled gloomyly, "Don't worry. In two months, you will become mine."

Between the words, his figure also disappeared, and the three of them completely disappeared in the starry sky of the universe.

At this time, Jing Ping withdrew his eyes and looked at his own world.

He knew that what he had just done was so powerful that he was afraid that he could not hide the exploration of the interested person, and this interested person was nothing more than the head of the three factions of the fairyland. Although he had the intention to destroy all three, he knew that this was not a good time.

The other party is a Mahayana monk. If he wants to run away, he will eventually run away. No matter how strong Jing Ping's strength is, it is impossible to kill a Mahayana.

He can defeat, but he doesn't have the power to kill. Moreover, he is still a demon god "Zuo Wentian". It is not appropriate to do it, otherwise there will be a possibility of breaking his identity and ruining him.

So he didn't take action, just looked at his world quietly.

"It's not the right time, and it's useless to take action, but don't worry, I will definitely kill you with my own hands." Jing Ping's thoughts flashed, and then he looked at his own world with one mind.

Countless creatures, countless mountains, rivers, air, aura, all buildings, all flashed in his eyes, and the faint yellow air in the depths of the earth was still swimming, which was also under his control.

Everything is running in an orderly manner, constantly strengthening and progressing.

In his eyes, the world is the one that has gone, the vitality in the road, and the infinite possibilities and future in the road.

This is his real painstaking efforts and his real world.

He has a feeling that the world will play an unparalleled important role in his future. Because of this, he keeps consolidating and protecting the world. Of course, there is an emotion for the world, but more of his feelings.

Because of his feelings, he has never missed it.

Jing Ping looked at the changes in the world, nodded with satisfaction, and then used Daqian's marks to tell Wu Chong and others that he was going to go out to practice. At the same time, he should respect the words of these two guests of the rare door, and then his figure flashed and disappeared.

He is going to plunder and devour the mysterious hidden place to increase his strength.

Since he broke through the combination in the depths of the earth, he has felt the difficulty of promotion. In his estimation, he must have enough strength to promote him again, but this enough strength is a bottomless number.

Even if it is him, he can't figure out exactly how much it is. He can only swallow a little bit, so although this mysterious hidden is dangerous, he still wants to go, because he needs a lot of energy.

The figure once again returned to the space-time channel built by the demon god. With the shaking of the space-time channel, I don't know how much space I crossed in an instant, and finally came to a starry sky full of yellow air.

I can't see this dim yellow gas at a glance, and I can't know exactly how big it is. Behind him is a dense and endless planet, and in front of him is a dim yellow gas. It seems that all the planets and spaces do not exist in it. Not to mention life, even time seems to be there. Still, there is no time limit.

Two secret golden lights began to appear in his eyes, looking at the inside of the dim yellow gas.

In his eyes, the inside of this dim yellow gas is full of this strange and twisted power, some are full of the intention of killing, some are infinite illusions, some seem to accelerate the flow of time, and some are still time.

At the same time, countless monks shuttled back and forth in it. He knew in his heart that these monks were demons and wanted to come here to get the endless secret.

It's just that at every moment, countless demons and gods will disappear, turn into nothingness in an instant, and enter it, as if they are shrouded in pure darkness and there is no sound.

Because he stayed for a day, Jing Ping did not see the figure of the blood thunder real person, but he could be sure that the blood thunder real person was safe and sound, because the other party had his power in his body and his residual soul in his hand, and he could feel the vitality of the other party and the state of everything.

"Is this the magic mystery? Well, that's all." Jing Ping thought of it disdainfully, and then stepped into it.

Just a step, he immediately ushered in countless distorted forces. This force is very strong enough to twist any suitable monk into pieces, but this did no harm to Jing Ping. He only shook slightly, and this force began to disappear and could not hurt him at all.

There was no emotion in his eyes, but he just walked straight forward. He had long understood that this was an area arranged by countless arrays. Anyone who entered it would be attacked by all kinds of attacks, but the most of these attacks were only at the level of Mahayana monks.

Although this level has a strong deterrent to other monks, it has no trouble for Jing Ping. With his strength, these attacks are simply the breeze.

All the way forward, countless forces began to bombard him. Time was still and time accelerated, which could not cause any damage, or even his footsteps did not stop.

Boom!

But just as he was moving forward, suddenly there was a loud noise in front of him. When he turned his eyes, he immediately saw a group of demons and gods fighting. They were all masters of refining the peak, extremely tragic, and even more ruthless.

Looking carefully, it turned out that their eyes were full of blood-red color, and there was no intelligence at all. It seemed that they were trapped by the killing soul array and turned into a monster that only knew how to kill.

Suddenly, a black light appeared on the side of Jing Ping's body, almost crossing time and space. Unexpectedly, a demon god who lost his mind found his figure and suddenly attacked!

Ding!

A crisp sound came, and a dark magic sword was pinched in Jing Ping's two fingers. At the same time, a slight bursting sound came out. The demon god who took action exploded into meat in an instant.