Chapter 871: Dead?

From the moment he left the city, Wang Ping felt this person's savings, but he didn't expect the other party to be so forbearing, and he didn't make a move along the way, probably waiting for the best time and preparing to give himself a fatal blow, right?

He would never have imagined that his own hiding had already been seen through by Wang Ping, and under the perspective eye, even if it was hidden in the void, it was useless, but Wang Ping was still very envious of this secret technique of the Heavenly Killing Star Organization, and he was able to hide himself in the void, if it wasn't for his own perspective eye, I am afraid it would be difficult to find out.

The Heavenly Killing Star Organization can stand in the God Realm for tens of thousands of years, so naturally he has his superiority, and the Heavenly Killing Star Organization is based on killing, which is said to have been passed down by killing the emperor, but no one believes that although the killing emperor is also the way of killing, he will never kill people because of the spirit core.

The Heavenly Killing Star Organization is different, as long as you have enough spirit core, they dare to move anyone, unless it is a quasi-emperor or an emperor, they only dare not take it, and under the quasi-emperor, there is no one they dare not kill.

Standing in the void, Wang Ping no longer suppressed his strength, in fact, he soared suddenly, his blood was like a tide, and he exuded the temperament of a king, his eyes were one gold and one silver, his black hair fluttered in the wind, and his clothes were hunting.

The Taiji diagram in the dantian rotates extremely fast, the power of yin and yang is like a volcano, and the whole person is like a god descending into the world.

The killer of the Heavenly Killing Star hidden in the void was startled, Wang Ping's current momentum was too strong, making him feel a sense of powerlessness, how could this be?

Just as he was about to retreat silently, Wang Ping suddenly attacked, and the Daguan knife slashed down into the void where he was.

Burst!

The void shattered, blood splattered, and a young corpse fell from the void, and the young killer hung up without even letting out a scream.

He didn't understand what was going on until he died? How did Wang Ping discover himself, and with unwillingness, this young killer of the Heavenly Killing Star Organization returned to the underworld.

"Damn, Lao Tzu has finally fulfilled his promise, and the knife will see blood. Master, don't forget this rule next time. ”

The sword spirit of the Daguan knife is very excited, all along, Wang Ping has been digging holes with its cardigan to find the spirit core, which makes the sword spirit of the Daguan knife very depressed, and now he has finally drunk human blood, and the sword spirit has been moisturized, and it looks more and more fierce.

Wang Ping threw the Daguan knife, and there seemed to be a sound of broken glassware in his body, and the Taiji diagram of the dantian suddenly became a lot larger, if the original Taiji diagram was like a plate, now the basin is big, only the Taiji diagram is larger, in order to accommodate more divine power.

From the sevenfold of Tai Chi to the eightfold of Tai Chi, his strength soared, his body switched back and forth between gold and silver, and the cold and fiery divine power was running endlessly in his body.

The terrifying aura storm surged towards him like a whirlpool, and the surrounding aura was almost drained by Wang Ping alone, and the massive aura passed into his body, enveloping him and turning him into a huge light cocoon.

For a full hour, the light cocoon slowly disappeared, Wang Ping was suspended in the air, looking up to the sky and roaring, the rolling sound waves shook for hundreds of miles, and even the clouds were scattered.

However, at the moment when Wang Ping successfully broke through, there was a thunderbolt on a sunny day, looking cloudless, but there was a lightning bolt directly chopping down from the void, and the target was Wang Ping who was standing in the void.

"Come on!"

Wang Ping was not afraid at all, his hands were spread out in a large shape, the left half of his body was burning with raging fire, but the right half was extremely cold, and ice and fire separated him perfectly.

Click!

A lightning bolt came down, Wang Ping did not dodge or dodge, let the heavenly thunder penetrate his body, and washed his already very strong body, Wang Pingxiang used the tribulation thunder of the heavenly tribulation as a hammer sacrifice to refine his body to be comparable to the strength of a holy soldier.

Ling Zhantian was right, when a person's body reached a certain level, the magic weapon actually had no effect, and it could be broken with bare hands.

However, who knows how painful this process of refining can be? One after another heavenly thunder penetrated the body, which was equivalent to dying before a powerful body could be refined.

In the blink of an eye, countless tribulation thunders fell in the sky, the Ninety-Five Venerable Tribulation, the Five Elements Divine Thunder Tribulation, and the Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, one after another as thick as a bucket, and within a hundred miles of the vicinity, it was completely shrouded in a sea of thunder, and it was impossible to see what was happening inside at all.

Wang Pingpan sat in the void, accepting the baptism of thunder tribulation over and over again, copying and carving the traces of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth from the thunder, each thunder tribulation has a wisp of life power, but these life forces are not something that ordinary people dare to use.

After the last Heavenly Tribulation, Wang Ping also had some experience, and the Heavenly Thunder Piercing Body could wash away some impurities in the body, making the body more transparent and having more powerful strength.

Time passed minute by minute, and the body of the killer on the ground had already been split into ashes by the raging thunder tribulation, and there was nothing left, but Wang Ping still calmly treated his heavenly tribulation.

Rumble!

A giant thunderbolt with a diameter of three meters slashed down, covering Wang Ping's brother in the thunderstorm, and Wang Ping's clothes had already been smashed, and his whole body was scorched black, and it was unbearable to see.

A hundred miles away, Jin Jiao hid behind a stone, and the thief looked at Lei Haizhong, muttering in his mouth: "This kid is so stupid, don't you know that there is a secret technique of forbidden?" You have to resist yourself, don't be hacked to death! ”

From the moment Wang Ping threw away the Daguan knife, Jin Jiao had a premonition that something was wrong, and flew away from Wang Ping's neck abruptly, it didn't want to be passive, if so, it was very likely to hang up.

Rao ran fast, or was inevitably slashed several times by the thunderstorm, scolded his mother in pain, and said that Wang Ping had harmed himself, but he didn't dare to fight, otherwise he would cause his own catastrophe.

After two hours, the thunder tribulation in the sky gradually decreased, and the radius of a hundred miles centered on Wang Ping had long been split into shape, with potholes and gravel everywhere.

However, on the Gobi Desert, this kind of scene is everywhere, but it does not show that there is any difference between this place and other places, in the center of the thunderstorm, Wang Ping is still sitting cross-legged on the ground, scorched black, not even a trace of life fluctuations, like a piece of rotten wood.

"Oh no, this kid can't really be hacked to death, right? The Heavenly Tribulation of the Ice and Fire Body is really damn powerful, I'm afraid that those cultivators in the late Yuan Infant stage will not have such a big battle when they cross the tribulation. ”

Jin Jiao stubbornly walked out from behind the stone, turned into a golden light, and rushed towards Wang Ping to avoid the scattered heavenly tribulations.

The closer you get to Jin Jiao's heart, the cooler it is, it can be regarded as a kind of divine beast, after all, Jin Jiao is the closest creature to the dragon, and has an extremely sensitive feeling.

However, now, it did not feel any breath of life in Wang Ping's body, as if it was facing a corpse.

"Damn, boy, don't you die! How sad would Lan Lan be if you died? Wake me up! ”