"Jin Jiao? In today's world, there are still creatures like Jin Jiao, which is simply against the sky. ”

At first, the young man didn't see Jin Jiao, and it wasn't until he spoke that he noticed such a creature lying on Wang Ping's shoulder, and his eyes widened suddenly.

"What do you look at? Lao Tzu is the only golden dragon in heaven and on earth, right? Acquaintances hurry up, or send those brothers who sent you to see you? ”

Jin Jiao is very arrogant, his chin is almost up to the sky, and he insists that he is a golden dragon, but the appearance is really very similar to a dragon, just by this one, you can know that this Jin Jiao is definitely not an ordinary creature.

"You ......"

The young man didn't believe that Wang Ping could defeat his senior brothers, and thought that he was lucky to meet Wang Ping, but when Jin Jiao said this, he immediately felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't sense the power of the extreme path, but the sect masters and elders of those sects were cultivating in the realm of refinement, and once such a strong person gathered, it would inevitably attract the attention of others, but he sensed the breath of these sect masters.

Thinking of what Jin Jiao said, he sensed it carefully, and sure enough, he sensed several familiar breaths on Wang Ping's body, which were unique to his senior brothers.

An important reason why the Yin-Yang Sect has endured for a long time is because they have a secret technique that can sense the aura of their fellow disciples.

It is precisely because of this that ordinary people do not dare to make a black hand to the disciples of the Yin Yang Sect, for fear of being detected, but on the nameless desert island, there is a qiē breath, and no breath will come out, so it can only be guessed.

"You really killed my brothers?"

The young man's eyes widened, and a powerful aura suddenly emanated, he couldn't believe this fact, but he had to believe it, because he couldn't contact the senior brother and the fourth senior brother and the ninth senior brother with secret techniques, proving that the three of them had either stayed away from this area or had been killed.

Choosing between these two possibilities, he would rather believe that they had left here to look for Wang Ping's traces somewhere else, rather than believe that they had died.

"Those who kill will always kill them, and since you want to kill, you must be prepared to be killed."

Wang Ping was very calm, the battle with Su Huanyu made him understand a truth, as long as he has a firm belief in invincibility, there is no invincible enemy in this world, Su Huanyu refines his body with black blood, and his physical strength is almost the same as his own, if he is not desperate, it is really difficult to kill him.

"Okay, well, since you have thrown yourself into the net, then I can't blame me."

The young man shook his hand and threw out a blood-colored banner, which grew larger in the blink of an eye, exuding a terrifying aura in his moves.

A drop of blood dripped down and turned into an ocean, enveloping Wang Ping inside, and in the blood light in the sky, black lightning slashed down.

This is a yin thunder, which can corrode the body of the saint, and even the holy soldier can be contaminated, once it is contaminated with this blood, it will immediately cause black flames and directly burn people to ashes, which is more complete than the crematorium.

Wang Ping's divine blood is boiling, the divine power of ice and fire is entangled all over the body, the black hair is flying, and the momentum is like a mountain, for a magic weapon like a blood flag, Wang Ping is the most experienced, as long as it is not a yin and yang flag, it will be fine.

Daguan knife fell in his hand, Wang Ping's eyes seemed to have the reincarnation of the sun and the moon, more like the Yin and Yang Sect than the disciples of the Yin Yang Sect, the perspective eyes unfolded, Wang Ping saw through the boundless blood that your lover was looking at himself from a distance, the blood banner can block the straight line of others, but for this young man, this itself is his own magic weapon, so it is not surprising to see Wang Ping through the blood ocean.

There are thousands of blood rays, each of which seems to pierce the void, like a heavenly sword, emitting a terrifying light that makes people's hearts palpitate.

"me, Heavenly Demon Blood Banner? How can there be such a thing? Against the sky? ”

Although Jin Jiao has enough experience, but his strength is not good, he was originally in the human realm, after being sealed by a generation of empresses, his cultivation was almost cut off, and now it is the realm of Xuanzhao, and he has to start over with a qiē, which is more uncomfortable than killing him.

What's more, if he recovers to his peak state, even if he is a male lord, the sect masters and emperors have to be respectful when they see him, and they don't dare to have the slightest disrespect, but now they are being bullied by a person in the Jindan realm, and they are simply going back more and more.

In the sea of blood, Jin Jiao endured the killing intent of the skull, if it was not a xenomorph that existed in the primeval period, I am afraid that it has been corroded by blood light, and it screams in pain.

Wang Ping was also under tremendous pressure, although there was only a drop of philosophical blood, it seemed to have a kind of supreme might, even if it was an ice and fire body, it could only resist.

"Ah...... Break it for me! ”

Wang Ping's eyes were like lightning in the blood-colored ocean, and he saw the blood banner lying in the sky, and when the blood flag shook, blood-colored lightning slashed down, fueling the power of the blood light.

With a punch, Wang Ping's ice and fire divine power spiraled upward, breaking the face with a point, and the divine power condensed into a point, like a drill, and quickly hit the blood flag.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the ice and fire divine power suddenly exploded when it hit the blood banner, the ice and fire were already incompatible with each other, and once it hit, it would naturally emit a huge explosion.

The rolling waves of air lifted the blood streak out, like a guide banner that passed through the wind and rain.

The blood light disappeared in an instant, turning into a drop of blood and returning to the blood flag, and the originally broken blood flag flashed with light, and immediately returned to its original state, and it actually had the function of self-repair.

Forgiveness, the young man was also struck hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the blood on his face faded and turned pale as paper.

"Assert ......"

The young man wiped a handful of blood from the corners of his mouth, but instead of being frustrated, he laughed strangely, and his eyes shot two black lights.

"Your name is Wang Ping, right, I want to thank you, if you were you, maybe I would never be able to show the deity, but you still have to die, because I want to be the holy son of the Yin-Yang Sect, and I want to be in charge of the Yin-Yang Sect. And you are the stepping stone for me to become the sect master, you can rest assured, I will remember you, with your strong body, the sacrifice puppet is the best, I will not waste your body, and I will also stay with your soul, because I want to sacrifice ten thousand ghost flags, you can be a ghost general! ”

As soon as he said this, the young man suddenly let out a miserable scream, holding his head in his hands and letting out a terrible howl.

"Why aren't you dead yet? Why? I've already killed you! ”

"I already knew something was wrong, do you think I'm going to be unguarded against you? You are so naïve. ”

The young man was cold and angry, as if he had two souls hidden in his body, and he quarreled.