Chapter 606 Blood Flows into a River

"So that's it. You can't just look at the overall situation, but also care about the small aspects. This is a nail. If you pull it wrong, the whole plan will collapse." When Wu Chong heard this, he said with a little understanding.

"That's right, but remember that finding nails is also the most important thing, otherwise you will worry too much and ignore the real big picture." Jing Ping nodded and said, "A general view of yin and yang is to observe small aspects while taking into account the overall situation, so as to do the best."

"Thank you for your advice, so let's cleanse and kill now?"

"Yes, time is the most precious. These immortals and demons have a strong hatred for me. It won't take long to come up with a poisonous plan, so we must take the lead, give them a surprise, and directly establish a thousand alliance in the heavens and the world. Let them want to go. When he comes up with any plan, I'm afraid It's too late." Jing Ping said with a sneer.

"Well, after we establish the Great Thousand Alliance, we directly force them to join. If we don't join us, we will be excluded. Joining us is under our control. In any case, we are the first. In this way, even if someone really spares the next world, we have to take into account the existence of the Great Alliance. After all, this is countless links. The collection of Taoism, with a slight movement, is the way of heaven!" Wu Chong said.

"Haha, that's the reason." Jing Ping laughed and said, "You have nothing to do anyway. Why don't you come with me?"

"Follow the decree of the leader." Wu Chong responded immediately.

Then the figures of the two disappeared directly and came to a fairyland.

As soon as Jing Ping appeared, he unscrupulously released his breath. Countless disciples who felt this breath immediately came and saluted to Jing at the same time.

"See you, Master!"

"Kill the enemy with me." Jing Ping said something directly, and then waved his hand and moved forward with countless disciples and came to a sect together.

This sect is called Julingmen. There are several monks in the Mahayana realm. In this fairyland, it is a famous sect, and no one dares to provoke it.

However, after Jing Ping's arrival, it was directly hit out with a palm, and the magic power of 9,990,000 dragons and tigers condensed into a huge palm and smashed down.

The rumble...

The whole mountain was knocked down, and countless exclamation suddenly appeared in the gathering gate, and hundreds of monks flew out of the sky.

"Looking for death, how dare you attack my Julingmen! Pay for your life!"

These countless monks began to shout, and all the mana in their bodies surged up and condensed into an attack that was about to take action.

"Kill me." Jing Ping smiled coldly and gave the order directly.

Countless disciples rushed up immediately. These disciples, whether they were mana or magic weapons, were all the best choice. There were few opponents in the same realm. When one rushed up, there was immediately a continuous rain of blood, and the sound of killing kept ringing.

"Mshangmen, why don't you do it yourself?" Wu Chong saw this scene and immediately asked.

"The disciples will always face a war. This time, they have the right to exercise, and they will not become a pile of lambs when they face real enemies in the future." Jing Ping replied, and then transformed into an infinite incarnation and flew to the infinite world.

"All thousands of disciples all over the world follow my incarnation and kill the enemy!"

"I will abide by the decree of the leader!"

A sound that shocked the world began to appear, and then countless worlds began to shake at the same time. Thousands of people all over the worlds went out and followed Jing Ping's Huashen to kill.

In an instant, a war broke out in the heavens and all worlds. At this time, Jing Ping and Wu Chong stood in the universe, quietly watching the changes in the world.

As long as there are thousands of people in the world who are in absolute crisis, then Jing Ping will wave a palm and directly crush them into powder every year. If they don't suffer an absolute crisis, they will let the disciples continue to kill and exercise their fighting ability.

"Jing Ping! What are you going to do? We have always been in the well without breaking the river. Why do we slaughter our sects and kill our sects!" At this time, thousands of streamers suddenly appeared in the universe, all of which were Mahayana monks of various sects in high positions.

Their hearts were burning one by one. They couldn't understand what Jing Ping was doing and wanted to slaughter their sect.

"The high-level officials in your sect attacked me in the Immortals of the world, that's why they killed your sect." Jing Ping said lightly, "And not only your disciples, but also you will die!"

As soon as these words came out, these Mahayana monks all changed their look and their hearts panicked. It was not that they did not know what kind of plots were for Jing Ping in the sect, but they did not expect that they would be defeated so soon, and it was followed by the fierce counterattack of Daqianmen, which made them unable to bear it at all.

"Jing Ping, you demon! You said that our senior management took action against you. What about the evidence? What about the evidence!"

"There is no evidence to speak, show the evidence! Otherwise, I will report to the real fairyland and see if you can still be so arrogant!"

"What about the strength? There are countless people who are stronger than you in the true fairyland! Jing Ping, don't be the enemy with us! Stop the slaughter quickly, and we will treat it as if it hasn't happened!"

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bursts of words began to sound, and these sects began to force Jing Ping with words. They thought that the real fairyland was their backer and would definitely not sit idly by.

Unfortunately, they don't know the specific things that happened in the fairy fate of the world. Jing Ping has become a fairy, and his strength has reached an infinite level that can shake the world. He also has the recognition of heaven. He can stay in the lower world without flying. The immortals have to call their grandfather.

If they know, they will definitely kneel down and beg for mercy. How dare they force them with words?

"The ignorant are fearless. This is really good." Jing Ping smiled and said, "I still tell the real fairy world, do you think I will give you this opportunity? Even if you take ten thousand steps back, what if you report it! It's still the end of the soul! Well, I'll take off your heads first, and then visit the door of the Thousand League to create supreme majesty!"

Between the words, Jing Ping's palm was slightly scratched, and a thin line began to appear at the neck of the Mahayana monk in front of him, and then his head was separated, and his vitality was shattered!

With just a slight stroke, it immediately took the heads of these thousands of Mahayana monks!

This is the gap in power. Jing Ping was already able to kill the incarnation of the earthly immortals when he was still in the beginning of Mahayana. In the middle of the world, he killed a fairy. What's more, he has now broken through the realm of the earthly immortals, refining the five elements, and shaking the world. Even the peak of the immortals came. , the same will wailing and perish under his hands. These thousands of Mahayana monks are just a group of grass mustard.

The heads of thousands of Mahayana monks were passed to countless fairyland by Jing Ping. This scene made all the disciples who were still resisting disappointed and were killed by thousands of disciples one after another, leaving no one!

Blood flows into a river, and the true blood flows into a river. In the fairyland, there is no one who is not bloody. Thousands of people in every world, like floods and beasts, have exterminated several factions, and each disciple has experienced countless battles.

Although there are also losses, this is more than the harvest. The disciples of Daqianmen have experienced such battles, and their strength will definitely double!

Looking at this scene of blood flowing into a river, Wu Chong sighed, "Sir, isn't it too cruel to do this? You should know that most of their disciples are unaware."

"If it's tough, it's tough." Jing Ping said lightly, "Only blood can forge majesty and the law of the jungle. That's it. You said they didn't know, but how do you know that they didn't harm anyone? Even if it really hasn't harmed people, it should be killed, because this is the rule of heaven, the law of the jungle.

"Only by re-establishing the rules in the ruins can people be awe-inspiring. Although the means are a little cruel, they are inevitable."

Speaking of this, a trace of indifference appeared in Jing Ping's eyes. "Maybe in the future, my hands will be stained with the blood of unknown lovers, but if I don't know it, it doesn't mean I'm innocent."