Qingzhou kendo conference venue.

Wei Lin was stunned.

I saw that at the entrance of the north gate, one after another figures appeared, these were his subordinates, and they were easy to identify.

Why did all your men run here?

What's going on?

Also, what a master, hey, you make it clear.

Wei Lin didn't know what was going on, but he always felt that something was wrong.

And yet at this moment.

A golden figure appeared, and this figure, like a divine soldier descending from the sky, was bathed in golden light all over its body.

When he raised his hand, there was a golden light, which directly cleaned up this group of fleeing Demon God Sect disciples.

"Crooked day, a master?"

Wei Lin was stunned.

Whatever is said, what appears, who is not confused?

Don't talk about Wei Lin, even Sikong Jiantian was stunned.

Virtuous!

He really didn't expect that in a small Qingzhou, there would be such a young master?

In the entire Jin Kingdom, there are only four Dao masters, but these four Dao masters are not more than five hundred years old?

Ye Ping is so young, he is already a master, will he still be able to do it in the future?

Even the Heavenly Prison Academy didn't have such a young master.

This is no longer such a simple thing as a phoenix in the chicken nest, this is a dragon in the chicken nest.

Hiss!

Suddenly, Sikong Jiantian couldn't help but think of another thing.

Ye Ping's senior brother is Su Changyu.

Just a junior brother is so strong, what about being a senior brother?

Could it be that this Su Changyu is really a hidden master?

However, without waiting for Sikong Jiantian to continue thinking, Wei Lin, who was in a stalemate with him, panicked, and wanted to take away the Five Grievances Jade Ancient Hu and escape from here.

There was a master of Taoism, and Wei Lin was afraid.

No matter how strong Ye Ping is, as long as he and Su Changyu join forces, what can be guaranteed is that he will definitely die.

So Wei Lin ran away, and the gentleman didn't suffer the immediate loss.

It's just that Sikong Jiantian instantly sensed Wei Lin's thoughts, and couldn't help yelling at Ye Ping at the moment.

"Ye Ping, quickly use the golden light to transform him."

Sikong Jiantian shouted, right now, as long as Ye Ping used the golden light to break through Wei Lin's defense, then he could suppress this demon.

"Okay."

Ye Ping agreed, he himself came to subdue demons, and now Wei Lin is the biggest demon, so he naturally can't let it go.

The golden light of Duhua shot out, and a piece of golden light shone on Wei Lin's body.

In an instant, the Five Grievances Jade Ancient Gourd was the first to vibrate, a large amount of Five Grievances Ancient Poison was withdrawn, billowing black smoke came out, this is an evil weapon, there are countless resentful souls in it, but these resentful souls are imprisoned and tortured, resulting in a steady stream of resentment, and finally refined into Five Grievances Ancient Poison by this gourd.

It's an ancient treasure.

Basically, it was in the hands of the Yuanying Ancestor, and it was precisely because of this ancient treasure that Wei Lin was able to restrain Sikong Jiantian.

But the main thing is to blame Sikong Jiantian for being too big.

As for Wei Lin, he was also hit extremely hard, and the golden light shone on him like a real fire.

In just an instant, Wei Lin let out an incomparably miserable scream.

The next moment, Sikong Jiantian finally made a move.

His gaze became extremely sharp at this moment.

Boom!

Pure white sword qi shot out one after another, this is the Haoran Righteous Qi Sword, specializing in this kind of evil cultivation.

The more the sword qi turned into golden light, bathed in a layer of pale gold, and pierced Wei Lin's body on the spot.

"Ahh

Wei Lin's miserable voice rang out.

At the same time, tens of thousands of monks in Qingzhou also happened to come to the venue of the conference and happened to see this scene.

Sikong Jiantian was really angry.

His sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and hundreds of sword qi wanted to directly grind Wei Lin's flesh.

"I surrender, I surrender, Sikong Jiantian, you spare my life, I can tell you where the den of the Demon God Sect is."

Wei Lin's panicked voice rang out.

He couldn't beat Sikong Jiantian in the first place, but now he is still suppressed by the golden light, who can withstand it?

So at the first time, Wei Lin wanted to surrender.

"Surrender now, it's too late!"

Sikong Jiantian didn't give Wei Lin a chance at all.

He didn't need to give Wei Lin a chance.

The sword qi exploded, the void was shattered, Sikong Jiantian was a powerhouse at the peak of Jindan, and his kendo attainments were extremely terrifying, and he had already comprehended the existence of sword intent.

If it weren't for carelessness, how could it have been delayed until now?

"Sikong Jiantian, I still have a lot of secrets, you must want to know, Sikong Jiantian, you can capture me alive, but you have to kill me, aren't you afraid of the wrath of the monarch of the Jin Kingdom?"

Wei Lin panicked.

He was completely panicked, and he opened his mouth repeatedly, hoping that Sikong Jiantian would hesitate.

It's a pity that Sikong Jiantian didn't have any hesitation, and even his eyes were full of ridicule.

The monarch of the Jin Kingdom?

What is it in his eyes?

Burst!

The next moment, Wei Lin was directly twisted into blood by Sikong Jiantian, and a golden pill emerged, but it was directly slashed by Sikong Jiantian's sword qi.

The scene was bloody, but tens of thousands of people did not close their eyes.

The raid of the Demon God Sect made Qingzhou not know how many monks died.

They won't pity their enemies, and with the demon monks, they are even more innocent.

"Sikong Jiantian, I'm not convinced!"

Wei Lin's terrible scream sounded, and his resentful soul formed, a resentful soul that was four or five meters high.

And what's even more terrifying is that Wei Lin's resentful soul is directly attached to the Five Grievances Jade Ancient Hurdle.

In an instant, the ancient Hu shook, and the voices of countless resentful souls wailed loudly, and the scene of purgatory on earth reappeared, and the cultivators who had cultivated to a weak level were even more stunned on the spot.

"Ye Ping, turn the golden light!"

As soon as Sikong Jian Tian raised his hand, the Endless Haoran Righteous Qi Sword came out, suppressing the resentful spirit, and at the same time, he also hurriedly shouted to Ye Ping, after all, with his own strength, it was difficult to suppress such a terrifying resentment.

"Good!"

At this moment, Ye Ping is like an emotionless tool man.

He stretched out his hands, and a golden canopy appeared, and countless resentful souls were all detached under the golden light, these were not resentful souls, but dead souls, they were ordinary people who were mutilated by the Demon God Sect.

Now, under the golden light, one by one chooses to transcend reincarnation.

At this moment, the kendo tournament seemed to be raining gold.

At the same time, a large amount of merit also disappeared into Ye Ping's body as if he didn't want money.

Rumble!

However, the Five Grievances Jade Ancient Hu was indeed terrifying, even under the double suppression of Ye Ping and Sikong Jiantian, it still erupted with terrifying power, and for a while, the resentment was overwhelming, and countless souls swept through the entire Qingzhou Ancient City.

"Damn it!"

Sikong Jiantian didn't expect Wei Lin's resentment to be so great, his Haoran Righteous Qi Sword coupled with the golden light of Duhua, he couldn't suppress it.

"Everybody's fleeing quickly."

Sikong Jiantian roared and told everyone to leave quickly, don't stay here.

And Chen Yuan's voice also sounded.

"Shangxian, hurry up and improve the degree of golden light, there are millions of resentful souls in these five resentful jade ancient gourds, if all of them are exceeded, it is not difficult to think of not soaring, don't be stingy with merit."

Chen Yuan's voice sounded, reminding Ye Ping to hurry up and strengthen the golden light, otherwise, once he couldn't suppress Wei Lin, there would be a lot of trouble.

"Okay."

Ye Ping didn't talk nonsense, he understood the seriousness of the matter.

All the merit power in the body is injected into the golden light.

The power of more than 2,000 merits made the golden light transform again in one breath.

This is the sixth metamorphosis.

As long as you transform three more times, you can condense the golden wheel of degree.

As Ye Ping ascended to the golden light, the golden canopy became larger, and the power was much stronger than before.

Zizizizi!

The power of countless merits was submerged in Ye Ping's body.

The souls in the Five Grievances Jade Ancient Gourd are not ordinary souls, they are suffering from endless pain and torture in this evil weapon, and they don't know how much resentment they have in their hearts.

It is extremely difficult to realize it all, and it is precisely because of this that Wei Lin would rather risk the possibility of never being reborn, but also possess himself in the ancient gourd, release these dead souls, and turn the ancient city of Qingzhou into a ghost town.

Create a second ghost tomb near the river.

But it's a pity that Wei Lin met Ye Ping by chance.

A large amount of merit was submerged in Ye Ping's body.

And Ye Ping also injected all these merits into the golden light.

After a stick of incense.

The golden light of the degree is transformed again.

The speed at which the souls of the dead are being transformed is getting faster and faster, and some are becoming more and more ferocious.

Some resentful souls, under Ye Ping's golden light, also had to let go of their obsessions and reincarnate.

"Ye Ping! You're looking for death! ”

Wei Lin's voice sounded, and he condensed the power of millions of resentful souls, wanting to wipe out Ye Ping.

But Sikong Jiantian also released his sword intent at the first time.

Boom!

The sword weapons in the hands of all the sword cultivators in the ancient city of Qingzhou buzzed.

In the next moment, more than 100,000 sword weapons condensed in front of Sikong Sword Heaven, turning into a sword and shield, resisting Wei Lin's attack.

"Ye Ping, rest assured."

Sikong Jiantian's voice sounded.

He knew that if he wanted to really solve this trouble now, he could only rely on Ye Ping's golden light, otherwise, Wei Lin's final blow at the cost of never being born would be enough to turn the ancient city of Qingzhou into a ghost town.

Whew!

A huge amount of merit poured into Ye Ping's body.

After three sticks of incense.

The eighth metamorphosis of the Golden Light.

But Wei Lin's attack was even more ferocious, millions of resentful souls, resentful and angry, even if it was Sikong Sword Heaven, it was difficult to stop.

His sword intent was invincible, and the Haoran Righteous Qi Sword blocked the impact of the resentful spirit, but he was also seriously injured.

If it drags on like this, he will be unlucky.

It's just that Sikong Jiantian understands that as long as it is dragged until Ye Ping condenses the Golden Wheel of Degree, then everything will be over.

But Sikong Jiantian still knows one thing.

That is, the Golden Wheel can not only be condensed by the power of merit.

An epiphany is needed!

But he can't say, he can only hope for a miracle.