Chapter 780: Life hangs by a thread

Hearing Wang Ping'an's mocking words, the man was not angry, but calmly replied:

"The deity Mo Lechuan, of course, this face is just borrowed, and it is enough for you to know my name. ”

"I haven't heard of it, I'm not familiar with it. Okay, long story short, what do you want to do? Put my magic weapon and I'll give you a good time. After Wang Ping'an finished speaking, he realized that this line was a bit middle two.

"Hehe, Emperor Ping'an, you can't see the situation in front of you clearly. It's not that you give us a good time, but we want to give you a good time. Mo Lichuan laughed, very happy, and even laughed out of tears.

"Okay, let's have fun together. Wang Ping'an nodded with satisfaction and agreed.

Mo Wangchuan said disappointedly: "Emperor Ping'an, you have changed! That gentle, ethereal and comfortable emperor is gone, is your behavior of killing our demons like this really in line with the will of Heaven?"

"It doesn't matter, it's just my will. Well, the Tao is different, don't conspire with each other, and the negotiation can't be successful, so let's do it. Wang Ping'an brandished the big knife, feeling that the big knife was already hungry and thirsty.

"Reckless! What a reckless behavior!" Mo Lichuan waved in disappointment, and asked the people around him to do the same.

Wang Ping'an used the melee to magnify his moves and cut the big net composed of the immortal rope a few times, but it had no effect, Shennong Ding was still trapped, and there was no hope of escaping.

This group of demons is indeed very strong, and under their surrounding, Wang Ping'an only took advantage of the chaos to cut down three or five, and the remnant soul also let them escape.

Without the suppression of Shennong Ding, Wang Ping'an killed these remnant souls smuggled from the fairy world, which was a bit difficult.

Ten thousand thunders roared, with Wang Ping'an as the center, and suddenly fell. Dazzling lightning, emitting a strange pink color, like a blooming peach blossom, is unparalleled.

This is his ultimate move, a moment of thunder and lightning, at least tens of thousands, enveloping a hundred miles in a radius.

As soon as the move fell, the hundred demons let out a frightened cry, poof, turned into clouds of gray smoke, and fled in the crack of thunder and lightning.

The chains of the Immortal Binding Array, under such thunder and lightning, produced a trace of gaps, allowing Shennong Ding to grasp it, and with a whoosh, he escaped and flew to Wang Ping'an's side.

Because Wang Ping'an needed Shennongding's protection, he wilted in an instant as soon as he made a big move, and the energy of his whole body was drained by him.

"Is this a trap, let's take advantage of the chaos to leave?" Shennong Ding was trapped by the other party, and saw that Wang Ping'an was not in a good state, and wanted to leave temporarily.

"It's not easy to see so many smuggling demons gathering, why do you want to let them go? Kill! Can you kill one of them!" Wang Ping'an said, pouring a few mouthfuls of Ganlin Yulu into his mouth, and holding a mortal peach, he raised his knife to cut the nearest demon in half.

The gray broken spirit was about to flee, but it was entangled in a cloud of golden light.

Li Qingyun pulled it in front of him, slapped it twice, snapped, something exploded.

The remnant soul howled and turned into nothingness.

Shennong Ding saw that Wang Ping'an was still so brave, and he was embarrassed to say anything about leaving, and the green light flashed, and it also shrouded a recent demon, pulled it into Xiaoding, and refined it alive.

A silver-gray stinger, with a strong fishy smell, suddenly stabbed Wang Ping'an's heart.

Wang Ping'an didn't look back, and the bronze lamp suddenly appeared above his head, and a light shot out, shining on the stinger and the demon hidden in the smoke.

Fixed!

At the same moment, the forty-meter broadsword became three meters long, turned around, twisted his waist, and slashed hard.

A huge minotaur demon was split in half by Wang Ping'an's knife, and the broken soul was also torn apart in this knife.

However, Wang Ping'an did not have any sense of joy, because after this knife, he suddenly felt an even more terrible crisis.

Whoosh, swishing, countless gray skulls, emitting poisonous smoke, suddenly flew out of the broken body of the minotaur, and wrapped themselves in Wang Ping'an with the momentum of the Milky Way rewinding.

Very sinister calculations.

Wang Ping'an's spiritual sense jumped wildly, and he was extremely afraid of these skulls, and at the same moment, the system frantically warned.

Ding, danger, danger.

It takes 2,000 merits to ward off the danger ahead!

Without waiting for Wang Ping'an to agree, a golden light enveloped him firmly, instantly forming a huge eggshell-shaped protective shell.

Bang!

Dozens of skulls seemed to explode at the same time, and poisonous smoke and poisonous fog swept across a radius of hundreds of miles, attacking indiscriminately.

Attack Wang Ping'an, attack Shennong Ding, and attack all the demons.

There were only a dozen humanoid demons, and they retreated a hundred miles away early, led by Mo Wangchuan, with a weird smile, staring at the center of the explosion where the poisonous smoke was raging.

"Hehe, it was said on the Jianghu forum that Wang Ping'an was a fool in his early years, and he has only returned to normal in the past two years. This shows that he, like us, is the reincarnation of a broken soul, weak, pitiful, and helpless...... I've prepared so many Demon Venerable refining Skeleton Bone Blasting Spirit Beads for him, see how he can hold it?"

Mo Forgetchuan smiled sadly.

A demon next to him asked, "Lethe Demon Lord, we can understand your determination to kill Emperor Ping'an, but those demons are our foundation, why don't you notify them in advance and let them avoid the explosion?"

"If they know about Benjun's plan, how can they deceive Wang Ping'an? In this world, there are not many of them, and there are many of them, and with the help of a few of you, great things can be expected. ”

Another humanoid demon complained, "The Heavenly Dao is always towards the ...... of the Immortal Realm Although the way of heaven is unstable and the heavenly machine is not obvious, it is not so easy for us to snatch that heavenly machine. I suspect that the Emperor of Peace is their layout in advance......"

"Be confident and remove the word 'doubt'. That's why I got rid of Wang Ping'an and broke the situation in the fairy world. Hey...... I'm not dead!"

Mo Lichuan exclaimed in surprise, and saw Wang Ping'an from the poisonous mist, holding a golden shell, holding a big knife, and rushing towards him.

This poisonous fog was so powerful that Shennong Ding was so frightened that he shrank into a ball, like the size of a fist, turned into a green meteor, and followed closely behind Wang Ping'an.

The demons stained by the poisonous fog screamed and screamed, scratching the rotten flesh and blood, falling from the air, rolling all over the ground, scratching all the flesh and blood on their bodies, and all the internal organs were taken out, and even their souls melted in pain.

The stones on the ground were stained with these poisonous mist, and they also melted one after another, and the mountain peaks and forests turned into a foul-smelling liquid in the gray poisonous mist.

Bite!

Congratulations to the host, the task of killing 100 smuggling demons has been completed, and a special reward is a nine-turn Divine Soul Pill! A box of refining materials! 20,000 merit points!

The golden protective shell in front of Wang Ping'an disappeared, and he put the task reward into the warehouse, and without looking at it, he stabbed Mo Wangchuan.

It was so scary just now, I almost died.

That kind of poison looks familiar, but I can't remember what kind of poison it is for a while, it is definitely a terrible thing that even a golden immortal can melt.

If I hadn't had the plug-in of the system, I might have died.

Therefore, even if I couldn't remember who Mo Wangchuan was before, I remember it now, and he is dead.

"Heh, life is very hard!" Mo Wangchuan smiled coldly, and a finger popped out, turning into a gray spatial crack, like a river, blocking in front of Wang Ping'an.