The demon beast riot that appeared in Tiannan Province was just a microcosm of the whole world, and at the moment when the spiritual tide emerged, the demon beasts with low IQ acted on instinct, causing a lot of bloodshed.

Two hours later, when Wang Ping'an sat in the interrogation room, he could hear the sound of fighting on the street downstairs, indicating that the defense line was out of control and the demon beasts had rushed into the human living area.

He stood up, his leg cuffs snapped, stretched his waist, and shouted outside the door: "Is there anyone, I'm starving, hurry up and bring food in! ”

The hallway outside the door, quietly, did not respond.

"You won't all run away, will you? Before you escape, you won't tell us?" Tang Buqi, what about you? You won't go home and have children, will you?" Wang Ping'an shouted a few times at the top of his throat, but still no one answered.

Yang Hao looked at Wang Ping'an and didn't dare to squeak, he also wanted to be as chic as Wang Ping'an, but he couldn't break free from the handcuffs and leg cuffs.

The handcuffs and leg cuffs of the supervision department are made of special materials, similar to magic weapons, which can imprison the cultivator's skills, but why he can't help Wang Ping'an, he doesn't know.

Bang dang!

Wang Ping'an kicked the door open, the door was an ordinary door, and it couldn't withstand his kick.

"There's really no one, then I'll go. After being away from the orchard for so long, I was a little homesick. Wang Ping'an said and walked out with a swagger.

Yang Hao was anxious: "Instructor, you can't escape from prison...... Well, before you go, can you help me untie the handcuffs and ankles?"

"No, you can't. Wang Ping'an was too lazy to explain a word, and decisively refused.

"......" Yang Hao's heart was like ashes, and sure enough, what he did was seen by the other party.

The relationship between the instructor and the trainee was broken.

Wang Ping'an walked all the way down the building, the power had been cut off, and he could only take the stairs from the eighteenth floor to the first floor, and did not meet a single staff member of the operations department on the way.

All the armed personnel were dispatched to carry out their missions, and the civilian personnel had long since fled to safety.

Wang Ping'an walked into the compound and looked up at the sky, but because of the white fog, he couldn't see the sun or the moon.

When he was arrested, he didn't have a mobile phone with him, so he didn't know what time it was.

I can't even tell the difference between day and night.

In front of him was a white spiritual mist, and with his eyesight, he could only see more than ten meters away.

Using his divine sense, he searched the entire neighborhood and finally understood the disaster.

Chirp!

A strange bird, with wings spread seven or eight meters and claws as black as iron, suddenly appeared from the white mist and grabbed Wang Ping'an's head.

"Hey, I really don't open my eyes, I'm in such a hurry to die. Wang Ping'an used his palm as a knife to draw a white qi and slashed through the body of the strange bird.

Burst.

Fishy entrails, accompanied by the corpse of a strange bird, fell from mid-air.

Wang Ping'an's footsteps did not stop, through the bloodstain, out of the courtyard of the operation place, the street, full of vehicles that collided together, some people hid in the car and cried, some died on the side, and there were monsters on the street corner devouring ordinary humans.

Wang Ping'an doesn't want to be a hero, he just doesn't like chaos, the killing behavior of these demon beasts has affected the normal life of human beings.

Of course, it also affected Wang Ping'an.

After coming out, I couldn't even find a restaurant that was open normally, which was so miserable.

The spiritual mist in front of him was too thick, he frowned, and the spiritual energy flowed along the meridians, flowing into the dantian qi sea at a terrifying speed, and the white spiritual mist beside him appeared a terrifying vortex, and the scope became larger and larger.

One meter in diameter, ten meters in diameter, one hundred meters in diameter......

Wherever Wang Ping'an passed, all the white mist and spiritual mist disappeared, and all of them were sucked into his body.

The long-lost realm restrictions have finally been loosened.

This means that Wang Ping'an can be promoted to the next realm - the return to the Yuan period!

The spiritual power of the whole body was transformed from gasification into liquid, returned to the sea of qi, and gradually condensed, cultivated to the peak, and turned into a mortal pill.

At this point, you can fly for a short time.

Wang Ping'an's realm itself exists, and what his physical body lacks is only energy storage.

Therefore, after the restrictions of the Heavenly Dao were lifted, Wang Ping'an took advantage of the opportunity of the emergence of the spiritual tide to absorb the spiritual energy frantically again, and he was promoted like this, without any demons or obstacles.

It's just that his strength has increased too quickly, and when he just entered the Returning Yuan Period, small thunderbolts slashed down at him.

Thunder Tribulation in the Small Realm.

Wang Ping'an saw that the power of thunder and lightning was very ordinary, and it was far from the Heavenly Punishment God Thunder that Master often threatened him.

So he punched and scattered a part of it, and the residual current hit his body, helping him refine his body and consolidate the new realm.

When others are promoted to the great realm, they often retreat for three or five years, and only after nine deaths can they succeed.

Like Wang Ping'an, he was promoted as he walked.

Even the small realm heavenly tribulation can be scattered with your hands.

After more than a dozen small thunderbolts, Wang Ping'an only felt refreshed, the aura was condensed, and the circulation in his body was smoother, but his hairstyle was a little messy, and he was erected by electricity.

When you see a man-eating demon beast, you can solve the other party by slashing out a few qi with your hand.

Occasionally, when you encounter a demon beast that turns into a human form, you use the palm thunder to give the other party a hard blow.

Walking and stopping, in the white fog where his vision was blocked, Wang Ping'an couldn't remember how many demon beasts he had killed and how many ordinary humans he had saved.

I just feel that the merit value in Shennong's system has been rising.

He blocked out the sound of the reminder of merit, the kind of tinkling sound, which would make people confused.

It wasn't until the sky suddenly brightened and his vision returned to normal that he found himself in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by stinking corpses.

There are human beings, and there are demon beasts.

Wang Ping'an looked at his hands and body, which were already soaked in blood, his skin was black, his hair stood up, and his image was very embarrassed.

"The revival of Reiki is not as good as imagined. ”

Wang Ping'an was a little tired, took out a bottle of Shennong mineral water from the system warehouse, drank it in one go, and ate a few more fruits, so that his stomach was not so hungry and uncomfortable.

"Let's go back to the orchard first. Wang Ping'an said, found a car with a key on the side of the road, carefully avoided the corpses on the road, and drove towards Huaxi Town.

The farther away from the city, the fewer bodies there were on the road, and the faster he drove.

The night was so bloody and brutal that he was a little worried about the situation in the village.

A red shadow suddenly floated in front of the car, and the miserable white eyes stared at Wang Ping'an, and it seemed that blood was flowing from the corners of the eyes.

Crunch, Wang Ping'an braked and almost hit the mountain rock next to him.

"Are you looking for death, or are you looking for death? What are you dangling in front of me?" Wang Ping'an was furious, jumped out of the car, and threw a palm thunder at a tree canopy in front of him.

Click.

The trees were split into pieces, and thunder and fire rose.

A red shadow, with a terrible scream, burrowed into the grass on the edge of the cliff, and there was a gloomy and resentful voice, and shouted in a fluttering voice: "Give me back my treasure...... Otherwise, I'll pester you every day......"