Yin Bing'er naturally noticed the change in the fat monk.

But she didn't care, and she didn't bother him to break the mirror.

Although the powerhouse of the Nine Realms was strong, Yin Bing'er didn't take it seriously, especially a cultivator who had just stepped into the Nine Realms, in the eyes of her, a messenger from the Kingdom of God, it was not enough to be in trouble.

"You are right, I am indeed from the kingdom of God. ”

Yin Bing'er's aura, which no longer concealed her identity, changed again, and actually exuded a sacred aura that people did not dare to violate, and the tone of her speech also changed, indifferent and not mixed with any human emotions.

"You killed Bing'er?"

Zhang Qingfeng narrowed his eyes, but did not show the slightest surprise because of the identity of the other party, but the whole person relaxed.

The Bing'er he said was naturally the real Yin Bing'er, since the other party occupied Yin Bing'er's body, what he was most concerned about was of course the life and death of the real Yin Bing'er.

"Yin Bing'er is me, I am Yin Bing'er, you don't understand such a simple question?"

Zhang Qingfeng realized, the other party was undoubtedly saying that the well-behaved and sensible third lady was disguised by the other party, and he suddenly thought of the scene of meeting Yin Bing'er again.

At that time, the battle between him and the Black Prison Ghost King reached the critical moment when the final decision was made, Yin Bing'er suddenly appeared, did him a great favor, and won his trust, and then, it was the vulgar beauty who loved the hero, and the hero was sad about the bloody bridge of the beauty pass, and Yin Bing'er became his third lady.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qingfeng suddenly smiled: "It's interesting, Lao Tzu actually fell asleep." ”

Yin Bing'er obviously didn't expect Zhang Qingfeng to suddenly say such a sentence at this time, thinking of the past and the picture of his clouds and rain, a trace of anger finally appeared on his indifferent face.

Before she could get angry, Zhang Qingfeng's voice came again: "So, the Black Hell Ghost King is also from heaven?"

"He's just a watchdog for my master. ”

"I'll just say, how could there be such a strange and vicious poisonous gas on the mainland, which was originally brought from heaven? ”

Zhang Qingfeng looked suddenly enlightened, and then asked: "Why did you kill me? What is the purpose of your coming to the mainland?"

This is what Zhang Qingfeng is most curious about, and it is also what he can't figure out.

God kills mortals, this is similar to people killing ants, and one kill is twice, it seems that if you don't kill yourself, you won't give up, no matter what, you have to ask clearly, even if you die, you have to die to understand, right?

Yin Bing'er fell silent.

"Why? Don't you dare to say it?" Zhang Qingfeng observed his words and looked at his feelings, and said tentatively: "A dignified god, you dare not do it, you don't even have the courage and bearing to tell the truth to mortals, and you gods are aggrieved enough." ”

"My king's oracle, you must not be allowed to ascend successfully, I am only acting on orders. Yin Bing'er finally spoke, but the answer she gave made Zhang Qingfeng stunned.

"Why?" Zhang Qingfeng's eyes widened, like a hedgehog being provoked, and he shouted: "Who did I provoke? I am a mortal, how could I provoke a god? What kind of king are you? Even if I inadvertently offend him, I don't need to put me to death, right? Wait...... Could it be that there are factions in your god realm? He is worried that after my successful ascension, I will enter the hostile camp and become enemies of him, so he wants to strangle me in the cradle?"

Zhang Qingfeng's idea was simply whimsical, but Yin Bing'er's face changed slightly, this detail fell into Zhang Qingfeng's eyes, and he suddenly realized that his guess seemed to have touched something, if not the core reason, at least it was touched.

"How could the Protoss use an army of necromancy?"

Zhang Qingfeng, whose thinking suddenly became lively, seemed to be getting more and more keen.

"Although you have a divine aura that does not belong to this continent, you also have a dark power that is difficult to erase, and this black hell ghost aura is the best proof of this!"

"No, you're not a god, at least, not from the kingdom of God that we think you are!

The fat monk had just woken up from the enlightenment of the broken mirror, and before he had time to be happy, he heard Zhang Qingfeng's words, and suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, as if there was an inexplicable aura rampaging in his body, and he almost went mad and fell back into the Eight Realms.

"Big brother, don't play like this! It's scary enough for a sister-in-law to become the Black Prison Ghost King, you reason and reason, saying that she is from the divine realm, I finally saw a glimmer of hope for eternal life, why is it not? Where did she come from? Can we give us an accurate word, don't change around all the time? This will kill people. ”

Yin Bing'er obviously didn't expect Zhang Qingfeng's brain hole to be so big, and she detected her true identity in just three words, and a look of admiration appeared in her eyes for the first time.

"Why?

Zhang Qingfeng was unforgiving, since he caught a clue, he struck while the iron was hot, and wanted to use the method of agitation to provoke the other party to tell the truth.

Yin Bing'er's gaze fell on the void in the distance, and Yu Yu spat out a word.

"From heaven to hell, I passed through the earth. ”

Thundered!

With Yin Bing'er's voice, there were suddenly a few loud noises between heaven and earth shaking the mountains, and behind the doors of the space, tall bodies like mountains appeared one after another.

At the same time, more than a dozen streamers flew up from the mountain, and after falling to the top of the mountain, they turned into powerful figures full of the aura of destruction and death.

These figures who suddenly landed on the mountain were dressed differently, different heights, old women and wild men, Confucian barbarians, all of them, although they were different in appearance, but there was no doubt that they were all strong people in the Nine Realms!

Zhang Qingfeng, who was going to continue to get to the bottom of the matter, swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, he looked around, and saw the strange and familiar figures, and his pupils shrank again and again.

No more, no less, exactly nineteen people.

They are all from the top wealthy sects in the mainland, either the predators of the famous party, or the masters of a sect, the elders of a faction, if their identities are made public, they are all big people who will tremble wherever they go.

But now, they are no longer the leaders of the human cultivation world, but have become Yin Bing'er's eagle dogs, minions, and accomplices.

"Losing patience so quickly?"

Zhang Qingfeng retracted his gaze and looked at Yin Bing'er.

Half an hour after the war began, Zhang Qingfeng had an in-depth communication with Yin Bing'er on the mountain as if he was nothing, so many humans died under the butcher's knife of the necromantic army, and the heart-rending screams continued to reach his ears, and he looked indifferent and indifferent.

Zhang Qingfeng is not in a hurry, nor does he not want to make a move.

It's not yet time for him to make a move.

Although there are a large number of Blood Skull Bone Demons, they can be placed in the army of necromancers but they are nothing more than cannon fodder to send to death, as long as the human cultivators recover their strength and no longer flee in panic but join forces to fight back, they are not to be feared.

In this process of expelling fear, Zhang Qingfeng can't help them, everything can only rely on himself, if he doesn't even have the courage to fight back with the most instinctive Jedi, it is not a good thing to die.

The superior must have the pattern and vision of the superior, sometimes he needs to love the people like a son, sometimes he needs to kill people like hemp, Zhang Qingfeng is not a saint, in the past and present life, what he did is nothing more than worthy of the four words of his heart, as for whether the world understands it or not, he really doesn't care.

Yin Bing'er dared to openly argue with the mainland cultivation world, there must be her hole cards and back hands, Zhang Qingfeng held the Qingdi Mountain without moving, just to deal with the unknown changes that may occur next, and now, he got his wish.

Nineteen Nine Realm masters, this is already equal to the power of most of the cultivation world, how did these top powerhouses from the four seas and five domains stand in the camp of Yin Bing'er, Zhang Qingfeng doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know, thousands of years ago, she could even control Qi Yunfei Shangguan Lin'er, let alone someone else?

"With one to nineteen, what are your chances of winning?" Yin Bing'er returned to that sacred posture that made people dare not look directly, and said to Zhang Qingfeng in a condescending tone.

The powerhouses of the Nine Realms, each with their own strengths, and the real combat power together is by no means as simple as adding up, Zhang Qingfeng is strong, but his title of the strongest man in the continent is all fought out in a one-on-one fair duel, and now facing nineteen powerhouses in the same realm at the same time, no one thinks that he will have a chance to win, and he can't even escape!

"Who said it was a pair of nineteen? You should be old, Lao Tzu is air?"

Without waiting for Zhang Qingfeng to speak, the fat monk who had just successfully broken the mirror stepped out and landed in front of Zhang Qingfeng, the sound like a bell shook people's eardrums, and the momentum of the powerhouse of the Nine Realms was released like substance.

For the fat monk, this is the first time to say such cruel words, especially in the face of Yin Bing'er, who still doesn't know what attitude to use to treat the appropriate mysterious woman, it is inevitable that he is a little nervous.

"And the old lady!"

The little white tiger turned into a white light and landed on the top of the fat monk's head, stretched out his little paw and pointed at Yin Bing'er and shouted: "The old lady has long had enough of you! You killed the old lady's mother and the master of the old lady's mother, and today I have to kill you to avenge them!"

Since the ancestor of the Black Witch Clan is Yin Bing'er's puppet, the hatred of killing the Sword Immortal Dongfang Saint will naturally be counted on Yin Bing'er's head, and the little white tiger's account is not wrong.

"After waiting so long, if we don't come out again, we'll all fall asleep and yawn...... Come, children, go down and play. ”

A yawn suddenly sounded in the sky, and the clouds in the sky were divided left and right, and a huge mountain range thousands of meters long suddenly smashed into the mountain, it was a giant dragon with a dark golden brilliance shining all over its body!

Immediately behind this dark golden old dragon, six more mountains of different colors smashed down as if the sky had collapsed, and the target was none other than the nineteen Nine Realm powerhouses!

"Bullying more and less, hum, it's shameless!" One of the black dragons with a streamlined and beautiful body had a shameless glint of disdain in its eyes, and opened its mouth at Yin Bing'er, spewing out a fiery red magma!

Dragon's Breath!