Chapter 524 Slaughter Plan

After sneering, Jing Ping continued to look at it carefully. He suddenly raised his eyebrows, and a trace of heat flashed in his eyes. "I didn't expect that there was a legal killing battle here? Human cultivation, magic cultivation. Demon cultivation, no matter which camp or faction, as long as you have a reasonable excuse, you can fight and kill! Hey hey, okay, this is really good news for me.

The gathering of this space fault is all killing monks. Each of them is slaughtering how many world and how many creatures. As long as other monks hear about it, they will immediately be frightened, but for Jing Ping, this is a good nourishment.

Not only has merit, but also has a lot of energy for him to absorb, and can also absorb their own laws, strengthen the flow of laws of their own world, and improve the level and quality of the world. It is simply a good thing to kill three birds with one stone. He thought there were factions and regulations here, and he could not kill casually, but now he saw Come on, this system and faction are just superficial things.

Killing monks are all monks who are unconvinced to heaven and earth. How can they abide by each other's rules? In their eyes, the rules are used to destroy, and no one can restrain them.

"After all, it's a group of fools, but thanks to their stupidity, otherwise I don't have the opportunity to slaughter, but now there are many opportunities to kill so few monks and store them in this bead to accumulate the power to hit Mahayana for me!"

In an instant, Jing Ping had already made a decision.

"Now that I know everything about you, you don't have to exist." Jing Ping said faintly, and at the same time, the flame in his hand exploded violently.

Bum!

The black light spot dissipated in an instant, and a monk of Mahayana killing was directly killed by Jing Ping by direct means.

While killing the monk, a burst of mysterious yellow gas began to emerge from nothingness, converged on his body at the same time, and turned into Taoist golden light.

At this time, Jing Ping's blood, bones and viscera were all transformed into the color of gold, and there was also more than half of the golden light in the soul. He knew in his heart that when the golden light completely covered his soul, he had the opportunity to break through Mahayana.

As long as the soul turns into the golden soul, then he can synchronize with the body and completely bond together. All kinds of laws and forces will be integrated into one furnace, and the most difficult step of Mahayana will disappear.

"But I don't know how many merits are needed to reach the time when the soul completely becomes the golden soul." Jing Ping's eyes flashed with the light of wisdom and suddenly smiled, "But it's a good opportunity from God. I'm in this space fault, which is equivalent to being in a treasure!"

"Who is this person! Obviously, he is a monk at the peak of the combination, but he killed the Mahayana!"

"Is there any secret about the badness of cannibals?"

"What if he has a secret? His strength is extremely strong. The old man's strength is very strong and he has not been erased!"

"What are you afraid of! We rushed up and now divide this man into five horses, and then enrich his interests. How about it?"

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Just as Jing Ping was thinking, a series of words began to come from the outside world. At this time, countless monks had gathered outside the Yellow Sand Tower, and the surrounding action was faintly formed, and the fierce and greedy eyes began to flash constantly.

These monks have the lowest cultivation, and also have the peak of virtual practice. The highest is Mahayana, and their looks change one by one. They really want to discuss how to deal with Jingping.

"Hey hey, it's really a nutrient for you." Jing Ping felt the breath outside and immediately smiled ferociously. Then his figure flashed, and the knife of the world in his hand had already waved out. A bright knife light began to shake out, and in an instant, thousands of knives burst out!

Bumbang...

A series of explosions and screams kept coming. Jing Ping's current power has long reached the peak of Mahayana. Although there is no special means of physical and mental unity as the Mahayana monk, it has the particularity of Daluo Holy Light, coupled with the array depicted in his body and various energy bonuses, this series of hands Duan burst out in his body, and immediately the blocker was invincible and swept everything.

After a series of light and shadow flashed, a large part of the monks were killed immediately. Only two or three strong and treacherous monks escaped, but Jing Ping did not chase them.

Anyway, it is the gathering place of killing monks. All the battles that break out here are reasonable. In addition, his skill of change is unparalleled. Even if he sees him again next time, the other party will not recognize his identity. What are the scruples? Crazy killing is.

After a series of killings, the power of the infinite monk began to pour into his body and refined into strength. Jing Ping's expression remained unchanged and flew directly into the high control. Looking at the city of yellow sand, he suddenly slapped him!

Boom!

The strong force instantly pressed on the city, and a series of collapses began to come out, and then the city was beaten to flat.

"Haha, happy, happy!" Jing Ping laughed repeatedly, and then his figure flashed and flew to the sky.

He has done a lot of things about slaughtering the city. At that time, when Jing Ping was still in the realm of Jindan, he dared to go deep into the demon territory of the immortal world to slaughter the city, and finally obtained unparalleled benefits and strength. Now this city has been razed to the ground by him, which immediately made him feel the pleasure at the beginning, and his heart hurts. Incomparingly fast.

The master's degree of killing is called the desperate of all sentient beings in the world, and Jing Ping thought for a moment and suddenly said to himself, "Since you are the desperate of all sentient beings in the world, I am the desperate person who kills the monks!"

After saying that, he laughed a few times, but the blood thunder real person in the gourd looked at his head in shock, with deep awe in his eyes.

In the face of the evil, there is only more evil!

In the face of the strong, there is only more power!

Taoism is firm and straightforward. This is Jing Ping.

"It's my great pleasure to follow such a character." Blood Thunder thought excitedly, "The past and the present, the real first, my blood thunder, will definitely die for the head!"

Jing Ping did not know that his behavior had completely convinced the blood thunder, because he was now looking at another city built with bones.

Although there are not many killing monks in the space fault, there are also many. Just through the series of memories refined just now, Jing Ping knew the distribution and strength of the city, so he chose this bone city.

There are not many monks in this city, but according to the information in these memories, this is also a medium-sized city. Among them, two or three Mahayana monks are under the jurisdiction of the monster camp.

Such a city and such power are exactly what Jing Ping can solve with ease now. Although he can choose a higher-end city with his strength, there will be some variables, and he still chooses a safe method.

"Okay, it's this city. I'll put on a period of protection first, so as not to let the killing monks run out." Jing Ping's thoughts moved, and then countless humanoid real forces burst out on his body. One was holding a gun and a shield, wearing armor, and crossing dragons and tigers, which was regarded as incomparable.

It is his means to defend the world. The Starry Sky Army is just right for use here.

Countless armies began to secretly integrate into the surrounding space. The strange laws are ineffective for the army at all, because in Jing Ping's eyes, these laws and rules are all a piece of paper, and a little bit is a hole, fragile.

A moment later, the army was arranged and a special formation was formed. Jing Ping nodded with satisfaction, and his figure flashed and appeared in the bone city.

As soon as you enter it, what comes oncoming is all kinds of blood and murderous spirit. Every monk is gloomy. The eyes of killing keep scanning, as if they are looking for a target that can be started. There is no vitality at all. Although countless stalls are placed, no one shouts, as if Just throw it there.

Jing Ping walked to a booth. As soon as he entered, a word immediately appeared in his mind.