Chapter 312: Out of the Flood and Into the Immortal Sword

Although the heavens have collapsed and the earth has cracked, the great war continues. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

The two clans of the Lich, many elites, under the blessing of the two great arrays, it is impossible to leave, and they can only share life and death inside.

I don't know how long it took for the scene to become more and more confusing.

In this big array, Zhao Shenping's precise biological clock has failed, perhaps because his whole mind has been focused on how to live longer.

It's just that now, he and the seven-tailed cat demon have reached the point where they have to leave.

The battle has become completely uncontrollable.

Many lichs who know that they will die have begun to blow themselves up one after another, and they want to die with their opponents.

That blood-stained tyranny, like a plague, constantly infects the beings around it.

Zhao Shenping was also not spared, and his heart was tyrannical and abnormal.

Fortunately, he still had his senses, so he opened his mouth to explain to the seven-tailed cat demon, and asked to give up the main quest and return to the paradise.

The seven-tailed cat demon is in a very bad condition at the moment, and it is thanks to Zhao Shenping who has helped him until now, and he is going crazy when he hears that he is still staying at this moment, so he immediately agreed, gave up the main task, and asked to return.

The familiar countdown begins immediately.

Fifteen seconds later, in the midst of that tragic battlefield, four monsters suddenly disappeared.

The lichs had already killed the red eyes, and no one noticed.

And many of the great powers who chose to watch from the sidelines only looked at the battle between Zu Wu and Emperor Jun Taiyi, and a few small monsters were not in their eyes.

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After an instant, Zhao Shenping suddenly opened his eyes again, tense and engrossed.

And the next moment, he found that he had arrived at the Demon Paradise, his volcanic cave mansion.

It's back.

Zhao Shenping's mind began to relax.

It's just that from a bloody battlefield, he instantly returned to such a peaceful and quiet paradise, and he was still in a trance for a while.

Until a few days later, he still couldn't be at peace in his heart, and the killing intent in his body and the tyranny in his heart always made him restless from time to time.

He didn't have the time to check the harvest of this world, nor did he have the time to worry about the fate of the demon clan in that world, he only wanted to kill and vent now.

However, Zhao Shenping knew that this was a demon.

He didn't want to be controlled by demons.

Therefore, with great perseverance at this time, he is suppressing it.

However, after a few days, the effect is not obvious. Fortunately, this time, his system level has been upgraded to level seven, and he can cultivate in the Demon Paradise for ten years.

After more than a month of slowly persevering like this, his demons decreased slightly, and his killing intent gradually subsided, and he finally felt better.

With free time, Zhao Shenping looked at the harvest from the desolate world.

The biggest one is naturally cultivation, followed by the broken halberd barrier that has been obtained from the punishment heaven, and finally the hundreds of thousands of demon yuan.

However, counting the time in the desolate world, there are more than a hundred years, and in the end, although he spent it in the heavenly court, there is a saying that there is a day in the heavenly realm and a year on the earth, but for the system, the power of time felt by the host is the most accurate time criterion.

More than a hundred years seems to be a long time, but for immortal cultivators, it is not a long time.

Zhao Shenping still has some worries now, they are all immortals, like Ling'er, like Sun Wukong, like Ahri, like the white bone spirit...

It's just that he has some doubts.

"System, if it is timed like this, then the time that I and the seven-tailed cat demon and the others feel is different, they seem to have more time in the heavenly realm, right!?"

"Ding, don't worry, the host doesn't have to worry, your time is the same, although the seven-tailed cat demon went to Heaven earlier than you, but you have also spent a lot of time in the Fusang Tree and the Golden Crow Palace, so the time difference has canceled each other out. ”

After Zhao Shenping listened, he didn't have a clear understanding in his heart, but suddenly felt very twisted, as if he felt that there was an invisible big hand behind him manipulating them.

This feeling was very bad, and his newly relieved mood fluctuated again.

The system seemed to sense his thoughts, and rarely took the initiative to explain: "Ding, please don't be suspicious of the host, this is not good for your physical and mental health." ”

Zhao Shenping smiled, very speechless.

However, he still pressed his mind and forced himself not to think about it, but instead made a request to the system, preparing to re-enter the world of Sword and Fairy.

After a set of processes, Zhao Shenping spent a lot of demon yuan, and suddenly disappeared into the demon paradise.

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The Legend of Sword and Fairy.

Li Xiaoyao and dozens of righteous people searched everywhere on an ordinary hill.

They chased a monster for nearly a month, but just now, the monster suddenly disappeared out of thin air. Li Xiaoyao and the others thought it was a monster-like trick, but after checking it for a long time, there was no clue, not only did they look at each other.

"Senior, that monster just disappeared out of thin air?"

Li Xiaoyao asked respectfully towards the old Taoist priest with a white beard on his face.

The old Taoist priest was an immortal who had attained the Dao, and his cultivation was unfathomable, but he was also frowning at this time, and he couldn't figure it out. He didn't feel the slightest breath of spatial fluctuations, which showed that the monster had not broken through the space, and it should still be nearby, as for the stealth technique, the blinding method, etc., he was confident that he could see through it at a glance, but now the monster couldn't even feel a trace of demonic energy, which made him unbelievable.

But soon, something even more incredible happened to him.

Just over a meter away in front of them, the monster suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Zhao Shenping is back.

He spent a lot of demon yuan, spanning hundreds of years of time, from the demon paradise, back to find them.

The "surprise" came very suddenly.

Li Xiaoyao and his colleagues were a little sluggish for a while, and the next moment, they all stepped back a lot.

The monster that suddenly disappeared in front of him and suddenly appeared again, the aura was too terrifying, and it was very different from what they were chasing.

Zhao Shenping looked at everyone's faces, and suddenly laughed, he appeared in this time period, he didn't want this effect, but now that the goal has been achieved, he laughed heartily.

However, in the eyes of Li Xiaoyao and other decent monks, this is a naked ridicule and insult.

Immediately, a Taoist priest of Shushan drew his sword in his hand, pointed at Zhao Shenping and said: "Demon! Death is on the verge of death, and you dare to be so arrogant, I will kill you today for the way of heaven, in order to sacrifice the souls of countless innocent people in the sky!"

As he spoke, the Taoist priest turned into three with one sword, and then turned into a hundred, and stabbed Zhao Shenping.

Looking at the familiar Ten Thousand Sword Technique, Zhao Shenping sighed a little emotionally, and did not move, letting that sword qi come to his body, and finally collapsed by his aura one by one.

Such means of attack are no longer useful to him.

"Hey, I remember you guys should have been chasing me for a long time, what's the matter?

Zhao Shenping mocked wantonly, secretly expecting them to kill in a rage, so that he would have a reason to convince him to kill.

I don't know if it was affected by the flood catastrophe, the tyrannical killing intent in his heart has never dissipated.