"Master be careful! The soul cub's divine soul attack is very powerful! However, his heart is not bad!"

Although Xiao Wu was still trying to devour the corpse of the bastard, he couldn't help but send a message to Mu Ping.

"Soul cub, if you hurt my master, Xiao Wu and you will work hard, do what you say!"

Xiao Wu transmitted the message to the soul beast again.

"Humph!"

The soul beast didn't say yes or no, but judging from the hot air spewing out of his nose, he didn't think it was right at all.

"Soul cub?" Mu Ping smiled slightly, "It's okay!"

He smiled at Xiao Wu, and was surprised to find that in less than thirty breaths, most of the corpses of the bastard had been swallowed by Xiao Wu by more than a third.

"It's really devouring the divine bird, and the shot is really unambiguous!"

Mu Ping stretched out his big finger at Xiao Wu, and Xiao Wu raised his neck proudly, and the speed of devouring was faster.

"This is what you rely on for arrogance?"

The soul beast glanced at Feng Zhongyun with disdain, Feng Zhongyun felt that the world was spinning, and he immediately lost consciousness, and was taken away like a soul, turning into a walking corpse that could not control his body, like those disciples of the Golden God Sect in the bunker.

He doesn't have as much ability as Mu Ping, and at the same time, Feng Zhongyun's cultivation is only in the early stage of Xuandan, whether it is cultivation or spiritual power, in front of this soul beast, he is a passive character.

"Alas!"

Mu Ping sighed and shook his head slightly, this soul beast has a tendon, and it is moody, even if it is accepted as a servant in the future, if it is not trained, I am afraid it will not stop.

However, there is really no way to disadvantage, and now when employing people, you can only use materials.

If you let this soul beast know, in Mu Ping's eyes, he can only be regarded as waste, I wonder if he will spurt out a mouthful of old blood?

"What do you mean?"

Seeing that Mu Ping shook his head and sighed, the soul beast didn't know why, so he asked curiously.

"It's nothing, soul cub, how about we make a bet?"

"Soul cub, how do you know the name of the ancestor?"

This time it was the soul beast's turn to be surprised.

"What's so difficult about this?" Mu Ping smiled stinkingly, "Not only does the deity know that you are called a soul cub, but also know that you have just been born. ”

"Xiao Wu told you that, right?"

The soul cub's eyes rolled twice, and he suddenly understood

Here's why.

"It doesn't matter who told the deity, what matters is, do you dare to make a bet with the deity?"

The name of the soul cub was indeed told to him by Xiao Wu, and it may be called a cub by Xiao Wu, it must have just been born, no matter how Mu Ping said it, he has lived for more than 2,100 years, if there is no such simple judgment, then he really lives to a dog.

Besides, Xuande didn't know that there was such a soul beast in the Golden God Sect's lair at all, if he knew, I am afraid that he would have signed a soul contract a long time ago, how could he be arrogant?!

"What's the gambling method?"

"If the deity wins, you will serve the deity for ten years, sign a blood contract for ten years, and be a servant of the deity. ”

"And what if you lose?"

"If the deity loses, let Xiaowu go free, and the deity will let you fall!"

Knowing the details of the soul beast, Mu Ping knew how to deal with him, he was not at a loss at all like last night, and he spoke with confidence and without delay.

"Just you?"

The soul beast rolled its scarlet eyes and thought for a while, "Okay, the ancestor promised you, but the ancestor has one condition, that is, the ancestor can use all kinds of means, and you don't have to play it when the time comes!"

"Still an immature child!"

Mu Ping smiled slightly, "Okay, the deity promises you!"

There is no end in sight to the boundless sea of sand, and the breeze stirs the sand with a slight sound.

Burnt yellow.

The sun was very high, perhaps because it had just risen three poles, and the temperature in the sand was still very low, and in the distance, three or five lizards poked their heads out of the yellow sand, greedily breathed a breath of fresh air, and then plunged into the sand in search of breakfast.

Desert mornings, peaceful and peaceful.

In harmony with this environment, two figures are standing opposite each other at this moment.

One was a big black man with a height of ten zhang, his arms stretched out and three zhang long, and his half-zhang-sized feet stepped on the sand, as if they had taken root. A pair of scarlet eyes the size of a millstone stared at a figure at his feet.

Opposite him, that figure is not enough to see, compared with this thirty-story behemoth, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a toy, in fact, it is true, Mu Ping's height of one meter eighty-four will be one head higher than the face of the sand beast's feet.

But his back was straight, like a javelin, and like a poplar in the desert

, rather bend than bend.

The wind rises. The wind came very suddenly, raging for no reason, rolling up the rolling yellow sand, whirling and flying towards the sky.

Right now, Mu Ping narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Look at the palm!"

He shouted, his body flew high, and flew straight to the top of the sand beast's head before he paused, and a palm shadow the size of five zhang was aimed at the head of the sand beast, and he slapped it on his head.

It was he who performed the third of the three forms of demon destruction!

Although he didn't want to take the life of this sand beast, small punishments and big commandments couldn't be avoided, who let this guy look down on himself because he was tall and big.

"Hey, hey, it's just a brain-splitting thing, didn't you eat last night?"

The sand beast raised its hand disapprovingly and slapped it back.

It's no wonder he looks down on Mu Ping, the two are not proportional in terms of height or the size of their palms, in other words, what is the difference between a 100-kilogram player against a 10,000-kilogram player, and an adult against a three-year-old child?

In his mind, he doesn't need to fight, he can completely crush the bones of the kid in front of him who doesn't know the height of the sky, and a toad can do more than a little jeep?

But as it turned out, he was wrong, and he was wrong.

"Boom!"

When the two palms met, there was a deafening roar, and the ten-foot-tall body of the sand beast slammed into it, and then quickly sank towards the sand at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Whew"

The soul beast let out a scream, and when he opened his mouth, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and he struggled to get rid of the cover of the palm shadow, but it was useless, he just raised his right hand, and a one-handed Optimus type sank into the sand.

That state, like a statue falling into a swamp, except for one palm and half a head that exposed the sand, the rest were gone, and the scarlet eyes of the sand beast were half-open and half-closed, and it was almost the rhythm of fainting.

"Sample, do you want to accept it?"

Mu Ping put his hands behind his back, Shi Shiran walked to the head of the soul beast, half-squatted down, and looked at him playfully.

This was still the result of him recovering one-third of his vitality halfway, otherwise, with his god-level combat power, he would be able to slap this soul beast into a pile of meat in minutes.

"The ancestor is not convinced!"

Which Cheng thought, Mu Ping just squatted down, and two red lights suddenly came.