And so it was.

Mu Ping nodded slightly, and said, "Brother Bai, this way, you transfer this broken thing to me, what's the matter, let them come at me." ”

As he spoke, as soon as his spiritual power moved, Qing Xuan walked and flew to his hand, and as soon as he patted the ring, an eight-grade true weapon he had refined, the Linglong Knife, appeared in his hand.

This knife is called Linglong, it actually weighs 30,000 catties, and it contains eight sets of attack formations, which is a rare big killing weapon, and his Cold Moon Divine Knife is not far behind, with a knife in his hand, the god monk is also frightened.

The most important thing is that this knife is eight feet long, more than six inches wide, and has a purple-red blade, which is sold many times better than the rusty Qingxuan.

As soon as the Linglong knife came out, not only did it fly whitely, but even the eyes of the four Soul Sect disciples immediately straightened, as if they were stretching out four small slaps, wanting to hold the Linglong knife in their hands.

"Thank you, Brother Zhang, for changing!"

Bai Yifei couldn't say anything, grabbed the Linglong knife in his hand, and branded his own spiritual brand.

As soon as Mu Ping's wrist flipped, Qing Xuan was accepted into the ring by him.

All of this is a long story, but it can happen in no more than three minutes.

"Good, good!"

The leader of the Soul Sect disciple exchanged glances with the other three, and no one stared at Mu Ping's Na Jie, as if he had been hungry for three days and had seen a table of delicious food.

"Boy, since you want to take over this Liangzi, let's take your life!"

The leader jumped up, and the twenty-zhang palm shadow slapped on the top of Mu Ping's head.

The cultivation realm pays attention to the law of the jungle, the weak eat the strong, and if you don't agree with each other, you will do it, so you don't care about any law and morality.

"Old Ni, it's up to you!"

As soon as Mu Ping's mind moved, he was released from the ring.

Originally, Mu Ping wanted Lao Hei and Lao Ni to return to Beiyoucheng to sit in the town, but the two refused, so they had to wait with him, so Mu Ping relied on the two, anyway, there were Tong Tianhe and Feihu in Beiyoucheng, and Jiang Yuan couldn't make any waves after forgiving the demon.

Moreover, if something happens there, it will be too late for Mu Ping and the others to rush back now.

And if he wants to be promoted to the gods, he needs to comprehend the way of heaven, and there is a period of weakness, and no one is around to protect him, which is really unsafe.

As soon as he came out, Lao Ni slapped a palm in mid-air.

"Boom!"

The palms collided and there was a loud noise.

The disciple of the Soul Sect flew out directly like a broken sack, and his body was still flying, when he suddenly slammed to the ground, turning into a rain of blood, and even Yuan Ying didn't have time to escape.

The poor insect on the fifth floor of the Yuan Infant turned into the nourishment of this boundless Gobi.

"The peak of the ninth layer of the god is complete?"

Zhou Chen saw that Mu Ping was so calm, and he faintly felt a trace of shock, which was the real reason why he didn't choose to do it for a long time. Now it seems that the reason why this person was able to kill so many great masters and god-transforming foreign aides was because he had bodyguards with him.

He felt his scalp tingle for a while, was it really safe to take over this murderous deal?

"Who are you, why are you ruining the lives of my Soul Sect disciples, aren't you afraid of my Soul Sect's retaliation?"

The remaining three Soul Sect disciples glanced at each other, and one of them spoke sharply.

"If you want to fight, you will fight, why is there so much nonsense?"

Old Ni laughed, Lan Indigo didn't have any expression on his face, but seeing him wave his big hand, he smashed directly at the heads of the remaining three.

"Humph!"

Zhou Chen finally couldn't hold back, he jumped up and was about to make a move at Lao Ni.

"Your opponent is Uncle!"

Lao Hei jumped out of Mu Ping's ring with a whoosh, one meter eight hello hello hello, thick body, with a big green face and a trace of black gas coming out of his face, it was even more terrifying than the little ghost in hell.

"Another god of transformation at the peak of the ninth layer?"

Zhou Chen's heart was full of 10,000 alpacas.

No wonder people don't care about anything, there are two Divine Transformation Ninth Layer Peak Perfection Cultivators as bodyguards, who can be his opponent?

Yuan Gui's eyes when he looked at Mu Ping were also full of jealousy.

I really have no eyes, who are you offending against?

Graley's eyes rolled, weighing the pros and cons, while people were not paying attention, he slowly moved into the distance, and when he was out of the way, he turned around and ran away.

Ning Qiao's eyes stared at Mu Ping, and there were no other words to describe that appearance except worship.

Bai Yifei seemed to have calculated the current result, he stroked the exquisite knife in his hand, a pair of small eyes showed a smug look, shook his head, his thin lips moved, and said fiercely: "Treacherous things, you should be killed!

"Smack!"

Lao Ni slapped it, and compared to the peak consummation of the ninth layer of the Soul Sect, the three Soul Sect Yuanying fifth-layer cultivators were tantamount to mayflies shaking trees, and they were slapped into meat in an instant.

Together with the previous person's vows, he was immediately pocketed by Lao Ni.

"Boom!"

Lao Hei and Zhou Chen's palms collided, making a loud noise, and the aftermath spread out around the two of them, and everywhere they passed, within thousands of meters, all the stones turned into powder, so on the Gobi Desert, which was covered with large and small gravels, such a scene appeared.

- A circle of thousands of meters is formed, and the inside is full of broken sand, which looks as strange as a crop circle in the world.

Under one move, the two were evenly matched, and neither of them got any bargain.

"Up, shred them!"

Zhou Chen angrily pointed at the lively Mu Ping and gave the order to attack the demon beasts three miles away.

"Boom!"

The earth began to tremble again, and tens of thousands of huge demon beasts equivalent to god-level cultivators, "Roar!" Qi Qi let out a low roar, spread his four hooves, and rushed towards Mu Ping.

"Do you want to die?

The corners of Mu Ping's mouth were crooked, revealing a ruffian smile.

But when he saw him pat the ring, "Whew!" A monstrous wave carrying the power of heaven swept towards those demon beasts.

It was he who sacrificed the weapon of mass killing, a drop of weak water.

As soon as the weak water came out, the ghosts and gods were shocked.

The monstrous waves were like a monstrous mouth, swept down, and all the demon beasts were enveloped in it, struggling, roaring, and finally sinking without a trace.

The sudden situation confused everyone.

"Weak...... How can you have weak water?"

Zhou Chen was mournful, and he muttered to himself, "Damn, I should have thought of it a long time ago, I should have thought of it a long time ago." ”

Mu Ping killed the old man with weak water and seized weak water, Jiang Yuan had reminded him of this matter, but it didn't attract his attention.

Which Cheng thought, it was such a small negligence that led to the loss of the whole game.

"Who is this kid, and how can there be so many good things?"

Yuan Gui stood in place with a shocked expression, his face showing a sense of powerlessness, "What kind of powerful existence did you offend?" If you let the family elders know that he has provoked such a fierce enemy, you have to peel off his skin!"