Jiang Ping was not complacent because he killed Sun Meng, he was able to kill Sun Meng so quickly, and his strength was only one aspect.

The most important thing is that Sun Meng's natal magic weapon, the Blood Flag, was controlled by Jiang Xiaowan, otherwise if the other party had a Blood Flag, Jiang Ping would definitely not be able to kill Sun Meng so easily.

There is also the fact that when he was fighting Ye Yuan, he was severely injured by the sword spirit and indulged all night, neither his reaction ability nor the speed of mana could reach the peak.

The second is the momentum, Jiang Ping has just broken through the foundation and successfully transformed into a shape, and the momentum he has accumulated is naturally indomitable.

And Sun Meng has gone through a series of battles, and when the momentum has long been at its peak, the momentum has fallen, and in this kind of battle with a similar realm, the momentum is invincible to the other party, and he is invisibly at a disadvantage.

There is also the fact that the evil method he used was not stable, and many factors were superimposed to create Jiang Ping's feat of shooting the enemy's head with one punch.

After killing Sun Meng, Jiang Ping was not idle, he first fished out the storage bag that Sun Meng put on his waist.

The spiritual sense poured into the storage bag, and he easily erased the imprint in it, leaving his own spiritual imprint in it, without waiting for Jiang Ping to check the items inside.

The headless corpse lying on the ground suddenly twitched strangely, and the black yin qi wrapped around it, Jiang Ping saw this scene, and a ball of flame gushed out from his hand and flew towards the corpse on the ground.

Fierce flames burned on the corpse, but the corpse on the ground was not damaged in the slightest, like a stone that could not be invaded by fire and water.

"Whew!"

A terrible scream emanated from Sun Meng's headless corpse, and the sound was as piercing as the wind reverberated through his chest.

Immediately after, Sun Meng's headless corpse suddenly stood up, and a crack appeared in the middle of his chest, like a crack in a door.

Jiang Ping's feet tapped, and the demon cloud emerged, supporting Jiang Ping to slowly rise to the sky, Jiang Ping stood in the clouds, staring at the corpse below.

If the other party doesn't make any moves, he will definitely destroy this corpse with thunder, "Sure enough, it's better to kill in this realm or destroy the corpse, otherwise there may be something going on."

This time it's a fraudulent corpse, so next time I won't wait to resurrect it directly on the spot! No way! No way! Be sure to pay attention next time! Jiang Ping looked at the strange scene below, and at the same time summarized the mistakes and shortcomings in this battle in his heart.

"Click!"

There was a soft sound above Sun Meng's headless corpse, and his split chest was directly pushed open by a force, and black qi rushed out of it, turning into a blurred figure.

"Boom! Demon, I really want to thank you, if you hadn't destroyed my head today, I wouldn't have realized the true use of this Reverse Beidou Evil Soul Technique!

In return, give me your life! The figure transformed by the black qi floated in the air, and shouted at Jiang Ping in a sharp voice.

“......”

"What the hell is going to work? was killed and turned into a ghost to continue to bar? This is too outrageous, the flood is too dangerous, I want to go back to Earth! Jiang Ping shouted frantically in his heart to vent the depression in his heart.

Although he had seen it from Puyu Zhenren's memory, after the monk died, if the primordial spirit was immortal, he could directly turn to the ghost path to survive.

But in the inheritance of Puyu Zhenren, there is no mention of such a strange situation as Sun Meng! Return the immortal inheritance that! It's really unreliable! Jiang Ping secretly slandered.

Fortunately, at this time, Puyu Zhenren was already gone, otherwise he would definitely jump out and give Jiang Ping two mouths.

In fact, Jiang Ping also knew in his heart that Puyu Zhenren was a cultivator of the immortal realm, and he could understand that there were not many basic things in the inheritance memory.

After all, judging from the power of those prohibitions set by Puyu Zhenren at that time, if you want to get the inheritance, you must at least need a monk from the Yuan Shen realm to get it.

A monk who can advance to the realm of the primordial gods, that is not a powerful party, how can he not know the basic knowledge of these cultivations.

"Suffer death!" Just as Jiang Ping was wandering outside the world, the black shadow transformed by Sun Meng's remnant soul roared towards him.

"Palm Thunder!" Jiang Ping was unhurried to pinch the magic seal, and a demonic thunder emerged from his palm, and the thunder in his palm was extremely violent, as if it contained an evil spirit.

In fact, Jiang Ping cast an authentic palm thunder, which should be a vast and majestic thunder, but he lost all his mana at this time, and he could only use his demonic power to urge this magical power.

The Door Palm Thunder he cast was naturally not comparable to the authentic Palm Thunder, and this Palm Thunder Divine Power was actually simplified from the authentic Palm Thunder Divine Power.

Although Jiang Ping was unable to exert his strength at this time, fortunately, the compatibility of the demonic power cultivated by the Thirteen Transformation of the Demon Soul was extremely good, so it did not hinder the use of his magical powers.

The thunder roared in his palm, Jiang Ping's five fingers opened, and his palm shone towards the black shadow that was galloping, and the thunder rushed away in an instant, catching up with the black shadow.

But when this black shadow was about to approach the thunder, it suddenly turned and rushed straight in the direction where Jiang Xiaowan and the blood flag were, and the demonic palm thunder released by Jiang Ping suddenly swooped into the air.

"Boom! When this seat retrieves the blood flag, I will definitely make your demon pay the price! The black shadow transformed by Sun Meng's remnant soul stared at the blood flag not far away with a gloomy face.

Jiang Ping saw that the black shadow turned, and the palm he released was thunderous, not only did he not get angry because of this, but he also sympathized with Sun Meng.

It's not good where this goods is going, you have to run in the direction where Jiang Xiaowan is, it's like an old birthday star eating arsenic, looking for death!

"Little evening, little evening, fragrant dessert is about to be served! Please pay attention to check! Jiang Ping transmitted through the mental sensing between the two.

"Phew! Don't try to lie to me! Ten strings of rock sugar gourds, one less string, I will devour the lord! Jiang Xiaowan snorted softly.

“......”

Jiang Ping was silent for a while, and immediately remembered the matter of these ten strings of rock sugar gourds, he didn't want to be the first unlucky guy in history to be devoured by ghosts because of rock sugar gourds.

The speed of the black shadow was very fast, and when he approached the blood flag, the five ghosts and Jiang Xiaowan who were surrounding the blood flag turned their heads in unison, their eyes were facing each other, and Zhang Meng shuddered for no reason.

At this moment, he realized what an impulsive decision it was to rush to come and take back the blood flag, and he would rather resist Jiang Ping's palm thunder now than stay here for a moment longer.

The five ghosts, led by the clothed swordsman, looked at the black shadow turned by Zhang Meng's remnant soul with burning eyes, that is, although the five ghosts had wisdom at this time, they couldn't speak.

Otherwise, the five ghosts would definitely greet Zhang Meng warmly: "Brother here?" Come in and play! ”

Zhang Meng wanted to escape, the fierceness in his heart was gone, but now he has no way to retreat, there are five ghosts in front of him and demons in the back.

He wanted to cry now, and he wanted to give himself two mouths, and if he lurked until they left and came out, he might be able to run away.

But Sun Meng had to come out and did a game, and now he is going to fall into this situation of having a wolf in front and a tiger in the back.

Jiang Ping flew towards this side unhurriedly with the demon cloud, Sun Meng gritted his teeth, damn! Fight!

The black shadow suddenly exploded, turned into a huge ghost, and rushed towards Jiang Xiaowan, who looked the most harmless to humans and animals, Sun Meng could only bet, he bet that this beautiful woman was actually just a vase.

But obviously he made a mistake, the moment he changed into a ghost, the blood flag that was originally suppressed by the five ghosts flew straight into Jiang Xiaowan's hands,

The blood flag rose all over the sky, sweeping towards Zhang Meng, and the clothed swordsman took a step, and the long sword at his waist flew out, drawing a bright sword light.

In an instant, the black shadow dispersed, and Zhang Meng's remnant soul also dissipated, and finally ended up with a scattered soul.