Chapter 72: All Things Die
She seemed to be able to see her future, she would become Fang Yan's confinement, suffering that terrible torture day and night, she would become a walking corpse-like existence.
She wanted to die! She had never been so eager to die!
If I hadn't hesitated just now, and I had broken myself off at the moment of defeat, maybe I would have been able to get the last dignity in this life, and now ........
Just when Fang Yan was proud, he didn't realize that the aura in this space began to converge towards the same place, as if a powerful person had broken through the realm here.
Xu is Fang Yan was too anxious, so he didn't notice such a subtle change that was easy to detect.
At this moment, his eyes were full of Su Wenjun.
Wang Ping, who was sitting cross-legged, closed his eyes tightly, and the aura around him began to pour into his body continuously, stimulating every vein of his muscles.
"Is this a forbidden technique?" Wang Ping felt the pain from the tendons, and after looking inside, he found that his tendons and veins actually showed signs of rupture.
But Wang Ping didn't stop, and endured the severe pain from his tendons.
Just because Fang Yan's words fell into Wang Ping's ears, this made Wang Ping have to persevere, if he gave up, it would be tantamount to waiting for death!
He didn't want to die, and he didn't want to go to what happened to Su Wenjun next.
"Wake up from a dream!" With the completion of the outline of the forbidden art diagram, after Wang Ping spit out the four words with difficulty, his consciousness fell into a deep sleep in a daze...
As the surrounding aura gathered, a thin white shield of light appeared around Wang Ping, enveloping him.
At the same time, a halo loomed on Wang Ping's whole body, as if he had become a fluorescent stone.
With the appearance of the halo, Wang Ping's appearance also began to appear one after another, and those vague halo ghosts continued to flicker, as if they had traveled through time, and began to condense on the surface of Wang Ping's body little by little.
As the halo disappeared, those ghosts became like substance, condensing on Wang Ping's body, and Wang Ping's appearance and body shape began to change significantly.
In the end, Wang Ping, who was sitting cross-legged, completely changed, and his body was much more mature and stronger than before.
A delicate jade crown appeared on the top of his head, and the slender ear hair ran vertically down the cheeks on both sides, like an immortal.
The face is as quiet as jade, revealing a trace of delicate and handsome, and the demeanor is endless.
"The height of Yushan, the small coral, is really the best in the world!" Fang Yan stretched out his hand and touched Su Wenjun's crisp chest.
But the next moment, the hand that was about to touch Su Wenjun's crisp chest suddenly fell towards the ground, and finally fell to the ground.
Fang Yan looked at the palm on the ground in surprise, then looked at his wrist, and found that his hand was actually cut off, and where it was cut, there was not a drop of blood flowing out.
Su Wenjun also looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
"What did you do?" Fang Yan hurriedly stepped back and looked at Su Wenjun with a frightened expression, obviously, he thought it was Su Wenjun who did it.
At the same time, the confinement on her soul also disappeared, but at the same time, her consciousness was also a little blurred.
Just as her eyes were blurred, she saw a figure approaching from a distance.
Before he could see the other party's appearance clearly, Su Wenjun's consciousness was completely dizzy.
Wang Ping's face was full of nostalgia and looked around, he walked to Su Wenjun's side step by step, looking at Su Wenjun, who had fallen asleep, Wang Ping squatted down and reached out to caress Su Wenjun's cheek.
With a gentle smile, he said, "Sleep well, and when you wake up, you will be fine." ”
Wang Ping stretched out his index finger and lightly tapped it on Su Wenjun's eyebrows, and the immortal qi that was scurrying in Su Wenjun's body poured into her dantian, as if all of them had been refined.
Wang Ping felt the calmness of the immortal aura in Su Wenjun's body, and couldn't help touching his cheek.
Immediately, he shook his head with a self-deprecating wry smile, and he didn't know what he was thinking at the moment?
"Who are you?" Fang Yan looked at Wang Ping in front of him, although he recognized that this was the foundation building kid, but this foundation building kid gave him a different feeling.
It's not just the difference in face, but the whole person is different, whether it's temperament or breath.
The foundation building kid in front of him had a strong breath, and he couldn't detect his realm, and at the same time, the faint aura emitted by the other party gave him a very dangerous feeling.
It's like the kind of fear and fear that comes out of a mortal's heart when he encounters a beast, and the sense of danger that comes from his self-consciousness!
Although he didn't know what was going on, Fang Yan was sure that the person in front of him was definitely not the foundation kid he knew before.
Wang Ping gently put Su Wenjun on the ground, and then got up and looked at Fang Yan.
"Time flies, it is a thousand years in the blink of an eye, and seeing your face really makes me nostalgic!"
Fang Yan didn't know what the other party was talking about.
Wang Ping looked around, his eyes full of nostalgia.
"This is the first place that almost killed me, and it's really fresh in my memory!"
Fang Yan secretly used his mana and wanted to make a move.
"The woman who touched me should be punished for this crime!" Wang Ping said slowly.
As soon as his words fell, Fang Yan's other hand was actually broken silently, just like the hand just now.
"What kind of spell is this?" Fang Yan muttered.
"It's not a spell, it's just that when my mind moves, everything dies." Wang Ping smiled slightly:
"Although she is not my woman yet, she will be in the future, so your behavior makes me very angry.
Soul Drain! ”
Wang Ping's last two words were full of chills, and as soon as the word soul extraction came out, Fang Yan felt that he was floating, and at the same time, he also saw his own body.
If it weren't for the Yuanying Monk, how could the soul leave the body?
The next moment, Fang Yan saw that his body turned into a fine yarn little by little, and disappeared with the wind.
"No!" Fang Yan shouted in disbelief, without a physical body, it is equivalent to having no future, even if he turns to cultivating the ghost path, he will also fall behind.
"Let you die, humiliate reincarnation, and let your soul disappear here, what do you think?" Wang Ping didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill Fang Yan, as if he wanted to torture the other party.
"Who the hell are you?" Fang Yan asked in despair.
Wang Ping smiled slightly: "My name is Wang Ping, I am a small villager in Wangjia Village."
Well, you may not know where Wangjia Village is, let me tell you, it is the village where your apprentice snatched the Book of Ten Thousand Demons.
Oh, by the way, I'll show you something. ”
After speaking, Wang Ping stretched out his hand.
The Book of Ten Thousand Demons, which was originally impossible to explore, suddenly appeared in Wang Ping's hand, and it looked like an ordinary black book.
As a book spirit, Mo Tianyi's heart was frightened at this moment, because in this world, except for the first generation master, there was no one who could control the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Book.
But now Wang Ping can easily control the Book of Heaven.
Just now, she felt the power of the summoning, but she had tried her best to stop it, but in the face of Wang Ping's summoning, it was useless!
What made her speechless the most was that her so-called back road was gone, because just now, Wang Ping had completely refined the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Book in just an instant.
"This is the Book of Ten Thousand Demons that you have always dreamed of!" As Wang Ping spoke, he began to flip through the Book of Ten Thousand Demons, and at the same time said:
"In the Book of Ten Thousand Demons, there are countless top-notch exercises and secret techniques, but it's a pity that your apprentice is clever and actually thinks about brackets, but as a result, he only copied the secret techniques that appear on the surface of the Ten Thousand Demons Heavenly Book.
But it's normal, he doesn't know that the secret techniques on the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Book will change over time. ”
"Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Book! It turns out that the Book of Ten Thousand Demons is in your hands! Fang Yan's divine soul looked at the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Book in Wang Ping's hand in horror and said.
The Nine Sects of the Evil Sect, as well as many large and small forces, are secretly searching for the whereabouts of the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Book, and even he secretly sent people to search for it, but there has been no clue.
Who would have thought that the first treasure of the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Boat, the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Book, would actually be in the body of an ordinary little monk?
However, now it seems that the other party is not an ordinary friar.
"You must be curious, why am I so strong?" Wang Ping asked as if chatting about homely things.
"This is a supreme forbidden technique on the Book of Ten Thousand Demons, and this forbidden technique is much stronger than the 'Heavenly Heart Deficiency' just now.
This is a forbidden art to borrow power from the future, I am now, I am a thousand years later, are you desperate? ”
"Actually, if you are my enemy, you have lived in vain!" After Wang Ping finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, and Fang Yan's spirit dissipated like smoke.
As for the white boy who was on the verge of death in the ruins, Wang Ping just glanced at it and didn't make a move.
"Now!" Wang Ping looked at the pitch-black Ten Thousand Demons Heavenly Book.
Mo Tianyi, dressed in black, appeared in front of Wang Ping, but it looked a little unreal, like a spirit, looming.
"Miss Mo, are you satisfied with this result?" Wang Ping said to Mo Tianyi as if he was ridiculing.
Hearing this, Mo Tianyi didn't know how to take it, because Wang Ping seemed to know about his bet with the Demon Venerable, but he was right to think about it, after all, the other party just said that he was Wang Ping after a thousand years.
"Without further ado, give me that piece of 'Tianque Demon Finger'."
Looking at the personable Wang Ping in front of him, Mo Tianyi felt nervous, and stammered in a whisper: "You... You... You can take it yourself... Why do you ask me? ”
"It's respect! If I take it myself, it won't show disrespect for you! Wang Ping said jokingly.
"That magic finger will be of great use to me." Mo Tianyi couldn't see through the thoughts in Wang Ping's heart at this moment, so he could only reply in a whisper, meaning that he didn't want to give it.
"You committed the following crimes this time, and you still want to be greedy for this treasure? Anyway, you can't say it, right? "When Wang Ping said the following offenses, she naturally meant that she let herself perform the Ten Thousand Demons Forbidden Technique.
"It's up to you!" Mo Tianyi gritted his teeth, and with a move towards the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Book, a pitch-black finger appeared.
There were also wisps of black demonic energy on that finger.