Chapter 18: The Death of Pingqiu

"Break it for me!" Chong Pingqiu was really anxious this time, Xuanyuan's power couldn't break through the robbery under his feet, and he hit Gangyang several times one after another, but it didn't stir up the slightest storm.

"Sink down, when you step on that robbery, your end is doomed. Yunchen took a few steps forward, and several birds of death conjured out of him and pounced on Chong Pingqiu.

"Damn!" Chong Pingqiu knew that Yunchen's power was terrifying, how could he easily let this power come into contact with it? Several birds of death were instantly scattered, turning into a cloud of black dead air and scattering in the air.

"You idiots, why don't you come over and help?"

Chong Pingqiu was angry and anxious, Yunchen was watching from the sidelines, he was powerless to get out of trouble now, and Xiao Lu and those people were still watching in a daze.

"Ah...... Come on, give it to me, help the adults take down Yunchen!" Xiao Lu waved his hand, and the magic weapon in his hand that could only be regarded as rotten street goods was thrown towards Yunchen first.

"Why hasn't it worked?" Yunchen was also secretly anxious at this time, in order to arrange those robbery points, he spent a lot of effort, and the death power cultivated in his body was almost squandered, Rao is like this, Chong Pingqiu is still standing there alive now.

"You can see clearly, he still ended up like this, do you think you can beat me?" When the monks rushed closer, Yunchen pointed at Pingqiu with one hand and shouted at everyone.

Some of the monks stopped rushing forward and looked at each other.

Yes, a great monk like Pingqiu can't help Yunchen, and now it seems that the situation is not good, with the strength of these people alone, can they control Yunchen?

"Idiot, he's pretending, now it's just a showcase, give it to me!" Chong Pingqiu's voice was fierce, he was now sure that it would be difficult to get out of the calamity under his feet with his own ability, and the only hope was that someone could interfere with or kill Yunchen who was casting the spell.

"This ......" some people looked at each other, and then shouted and rushed towards Yunchen. The words of a great monk were still very convincing to them.

"Look for death!" Yunchen flipped his palm, and the power of death in his palm divided into two birds of death, facing the crowd rushing over.

Two birds of death rushed into the crowd, like tigers into wolves, and one by one, they fell to the ground with a pop as they passed.

"They're all dead...... I don't know who exclaimed, and the crowd that rushed towards Yunchen instantly dispersed, and some of the remaining people saw their companions fleeing one by one, and they had to turn around and run away.

"Idiots, all fools! If he had the ability to deal with all of you, he would have done it a long time ago, do you think he would have beaten you? He didn't take the initiative to take action, just because he was no longer able to deal with you!" Chong Pingqiu couldn't help but be angry when he saw that these guys under him were so afraid of death and couldn't help but be angry.

The monks of the Demon Slayer Society, you look at me, I look at you, I am very skeptical of Pingqiu's words, after all, the scene just now is obvious to all, and when Yunchen raised his hand, more than a dozen people died on their side. Such a strong person will be at the end of his crossbow?

Yunchen secretly sneered, and intensified his efforts to urge the robbery at Pingqiu's feet.

Chong Pingqiu's eyes were in a trance, and he clearly felt that there was an endless abyss under his feet, and there was a force below that wanted to pull him into it and sink into it forever.

"Ding!" Chong Pingqiu couldn't care so much, and bit the tip of his tongue hard, and a large mouthful of essence blood spurted out and burned in front of him.

The burning of the Great Monk's essence blood exuded an incomparably terrifying power. Within a distance of ten zhang above the head of Kind Pingqiu, the void began to distort, revealing a pitch black patch.

He was burning the void, because he sensed that the power of Yunchen's calamity was related to space, and he wanted to use similar power to fight it.

Yunchen's eyes were sharp, and when he saw that the robbery cave under Chong Pingqiu's feet began to distort, he couldn't help but change his face slightly. He knew very well that if the robbery cave was broken, it would be really difficult for him to have the means to deal with Pingqiu.

"Close!" Yun Chen snorted, his eyes widened, and his debut was bloodshot.

"Ah......h

"Little thief Yunchen, I won't let you have a good time if I die!" After half of Pingqiu's body fell into the robbery, his whole body was already desperate, and a pair of crazy eyes glared at Yunchen like a beast, his eyes were full of anger and hatred.

"Not good!" Yunchen was secretly startled and flew backwards.

"Ah...... Kill me and plant Pingqiu, Yunchen is also!" Seed Pingqiu roared loudly, like thunder, spreading thousands of miles away.

"This old immortal is really hateful!" Yun Chen was secretly annoyed, but there was no way, he knew what kind of trouble he would face after the words of Pingqiu were spread. Those monks who had already come for themselves would flock to the ground, digging three feet into the ground to find themselves.

Chong Pingqiu was covered in blood at this time, like a bloody man. The dripping blood disappeared instantly when it fell into the cave.

At this moment, the aura exuded from his whole body was greatly improved.

"I still want to run now, no way!" Chong Pingqiu laughed sharply, he knew that there was no hope of getting out, and now he had the belief that he would die, burning his blood and sending the final blow to Yunchen.

How terrifying is it for a great monk to do all his best, even to the point of taking a fatal blow with his own life? No one wants to try it, and even if he is a last resort, even if he is a great monk, he can only run as far as he can.

Yunchen is also running, and now he even has the strength to feed. It's a pity that it's really like Pingqiu is like a god to all the people of the Demon Slayer Society, Yunchen is now at the end of the crossbow.

Robbery is Yunchen's last resort to deal with Pingqiu. In order to lay down those dozen or so tribulations, Yunchen can indeed be regarded as doing his best. If the Deepavali monks had swarmed up at first, he would have been able to kill some of them at most, and then he would have been exhausted.

In his current state, against Pingqiu, who fought for his life, he really wanted to run as far as he wanted, but he couldn't do it, and his speed couldn't be improved at all.

"I'm Chong Pingqiu...... shouted loudly, Chong Pingqiu seemed to want people to remember his name, which was also his last voice in this world, followed by a loud bang, and a blood-red light mask began to spread.

The ground turned into powder, and the houses collapsed to ashes. The people of the Deepavali Guild, who were a little closer and couldn't dodge, turned into a cloud of blood mist and burst out under the blood-red light shield.

"Ahh

The blood-red mask is expanding more and more, and now the area it envelops is more than 100,000 zhang, and it is spreading faster and faster.

Although the power of the spurt between Yunchen's eyebrows could temporarily block one part of the blood-red light mask, the place on the side was spreading, and the blood-red light mask with devastating power was less than a hundred miles away from Yunchen.

"Behind him are the residents of Cloud City, in this densely populated place...... You have to have a lot of casualties, you have to find a way. Yunchen looked back at the houses and frightened figures behind him, and he was also secretly anxious. He was born in Cloud City, grew up in Cloud City, and naturally has a special affection for this place, he doesn't want everything here to be destroyed, but now, he has no power to stop all this.

"Hold on, we can't let that power spread any longer!" a call came out of nowhere, and then a series of figures rose up in the sky, and dozens of monks were in the air, working together to attack the blood-red light mask.

The light mask that spread towards the densely populated area was successfully resisted by dozens of monks, and the two were in a stalemate.

"Fellow Daoists, don't let the monks' dispute hurt the innocent and ruin the lives of the residents of this city, and the Daoists who can hear it, please show up quickly and come over to help!" Among the dozens of monks in the air, the words of someone asking for help rang out and spread far and wide.

Yunchen nodded secretly, and the man's words went to his heart.

"The lives of ordinary people are cheap lives, not worth mentioning, I am here for Yunchen!" With the voice of the voice, a strange bird of ten feet spread its wings and flew over, and a figure stood on its back.

This man harnessed the strange bird and rushed straight towards Yunchen.

Yunchen's face changed, he knew his current situation, it was not appropriate to do anything with people at all, and the person who controlled the strange bird was clearly unfamiliar, he was a strong man in the divine realm, this, how to fight?

Without thinking, Yunchen immediately began to silently recite the verse left by Kusbah and call out.

A peculiar fluctuation flashed away, and no one on the field noticed.

Almost at the same time, hundreds of miles away, Kusbah, who was pondering what some people were going to do, turned his head slightly, looked in one direction, and muttered, "Are you besieging me so soon?" ”

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"How can this be reasonable, if you don't help, what nonsense are you talking about?" Among the monks who were fighting against the blood-red light mask, some people were dissatisfied with the words of the monk who was riding the strange bird, thinking that the other party had hit the morale of the forward, and immediately attacked the monk who was driving the strange bird.

"Hmph, looking for death, what kind of cultivation do you have?dare to attack me?" The monk of the Divine Realm who felt provoked snorted slightly, and this time he was not in a hurry to attack Yunchen, but jumped away from the back of the bird and pounced on the people in the group of monks who spoke against him.

"If you rely on your cultivation to be high, you can do whatever you want?" Some people can't see it, everyone is taking action to protect the safety of one party, and jumping out of such a person claims that ordinary people are just cheap lives, not worth mentioning, and now they want to shoot at them. Anyone can bear it, but who can't bear it!

"Clean up this arrogant man first!" I don't know who called, and all kinds of attacks instantly rained down on the Divine Realm monk.

Although there are no great monks in this group of monks, and there are no monks in the Divine Realm, there are many of them, and there are even many of them in the Wandering Realm, and even several of them are infinitely close to the Divine Realm.

Such a group of people attacked together, and no matter how confident the Channeling Realm monk was, he didn't dare to continue to go forward to catch those raindrops of attacks, so he had to rely on his speed to dodge in the other direction.

"You guys, look for death!" The cultivator of the Divine Realm narrowly avoided many attacks, and he was also shocked into a cold sweat. He hung in the distance, his eyes filled with anger, glaring at the group of monks, his gaze moving slowly, as if to memorize them one by one.

"You are not kind, and you can't complain about others!"

"Look down on ordinary people? Don't you also start from ordinary people step by step to today? How can you forget your roots?"

"That makes sense. ”

The face of the cultivator of the Divine Realm changed slightly, and everyone on the field was attacking him, which was a great pressure.

"Hmph, I don't bother with you, my goal is Yunchen!" the Divine Realm monk turned to Yunchen, he didn't want to provoke those monks now.

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