Gao Ping leaned against a gate at this time.

No matter what happened, the Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao only had anger and hatred in his eyes.

It swung its huge body and slammed directly into Gao Ping.

Gao Ping cast a talisman, and his figure disappeared, appearing a kilometer away.

"Boom-"

The Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao slammed its head into the door, making a loud metal impact.

Gao Ping's Ice Spirit Divine Pupil was operational, and he found that the gate had not been destroyed, but the gap in the gate had become larger.

"It's such a hard door, I didn't expect that even the Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao couldn't open it." Gao Ping was shocked again.

The nine-clawed demon Jiao saw Gao Ping a kilometer away from a distance, and waved his body, but in a few breaths, he flew to Gao Ping's side.

"What a speed!" Gao Ping hurriedly offered another escape talisman.

"Boom-"

The Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao slammed its head into the door again.

To Gao Ping's disappointment, the Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao still didn't crash open, but it did crash open a crack in the door.

Gao Ping had an idea, and immediately paid attention.

Of the 3,000 doors on the 3,000 Avenue, only a few of them have door cracks, and most of them are closed so that you can't see anything inside.

"Although I can't knock it open, I can just use this nine-clawed demon Jiao as free labor to help me open these doors."

Gao Ping was like a peek-a-boo, guiding the Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao to crash into one door after another.

After hitting more than twenty doors, the Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao also seemed to have discovered Gao Ping's intentions, and it turned around directly, intending to leave.

"Don't mind, there are still a lot of doors that haven't been hit." Gao Ping was anxious.

The White Dragon King knew what it was like to hit his head on the door, and he muttered, "Boy, be a man." ”

Gao Ping saw that the Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao turned around to leave, and directly sacrificed a soul knife and slashed at the tail of the Nine-clawed Demon Jiao.

The Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao was furious.

spared this man's life, and this man had to make an inch.

With a full of anger, the Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao turned around and crashed into Gao Ping again.

"W-"

The Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao slammed headlong into the door again.

"That's right, that's it, go on—" Gao Ping was still cheering up the Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao.

The Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao was going crazy, and he wanted to tear Gao Ping to pieces.

This time, the Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao no longer slammed forward with its head, but waved its huge claws like a fly, and slapped towards Gao Ping.

"Boom-"

Gao Ping dodged with a talisman.

However, he regretted that this claw did not open the door of the closed door.

"It's not strong enough, use your head!" Gao Ping stomped his feet on the side.

However, the Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao was not so stupid, and waved its claws to grab Gao Ping again.

The three major caves of Gaoping operated, and his colleagues sacrificed the Xuanling Demon Knife, the Purple Pole True Fire Soul Knife, and the Thunder Soul Knife.

The three soul swords, with supreme might, directly collided with the giant claws of the Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao.

"Boom ......"

The three soul knives were smashed into pieces, and three deep cracks also appeared in the claws of the Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao, and blood oozed from the cracks.

When the Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao saw the martial arts of a human race, he not only broke his own claws, but also left scars on himself, and the murderous aura in his eyes was even stronger.

It couldn't control too much, and now that it had red eyes, the Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao slammed into Gao Ping with its head again.

"Boom ......"

"Boom ......"

"Boom ......"

The Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao had installed more than twenty doors in a row, and even the two horns on its head were a little bent.

The nine-clawed demon Jiao did not give up, and still crashed towards Gao Ping.

However, apparently because of too much consumption, the strength of the Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao's impact became smaller and smaller.

When I got to the back, I couldn't even hit the crack in the door.

"It's not okay to go on like this, you have to give this guy a little hope, he's not motivated."

Gao Ping thought in his heart, so he took out the turtle spirit shield.

When the Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao slammed into it again, Gao Ping didn't dodge, and directly resisted with the turtle spirit shield.

"W-"

Gao Ping didn't even have half a step on his hind legs, and the Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao took more than a dozen steps back.

The nine-clawed demon Jiao, who was already languishing, saw a human race like an ant, and he resisted this blow without retreating.

Its fighting spirit was rekindled.

Gao Ping shouted: "Come on, let's come here openly." ”

The Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao seemed to understand Gao Ping's words.

It gasped heavily, accumulating energy, wanting to get rid of Gao Ping all at once.

After all, the shame that this human race has given it is too great.

"Whew-"

The Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao roared, panting, and a touch of fierceness floated out of his eyes, and he collided directly towards Gao Ping.

Gao Ping was not afraid at all, and his divine sense was injected into the turtle spirit shield, and the turtle spirit shield emitted a dazzling light.

One person, one Jiao, fighting to the death, did not leave any strength.

The moment the head of the Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao touched the turtle spirit shield, Gao Ping's figure suddenly disappeared.

The nine-clawed demon Jiao's blood-red eyes cursed Gao Ping: "I didn't expect to be deceived by this kid of the human race again, and I can't die a good death." ”

"Boom ......"

The head of the Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao hit the gate directly, and there was a loud bang, and the entire Three Thousand Great Dao Divine Monument trembled.

This was the strongest blow accumulated by the Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao, and its power was beyond Gao Ping's imagination.

"Fortunately, there was no hard connection, otherwise it would have been smashed into a pulp." Gao Ping was a little afraid.

"Squeak—"

What surprised Gao Ping even more was that the door actually opened.

Gao Ping directly sacrificed the handle of the god of grains No. 1.

A bearded killing god, holding a beast pattern in his hand, slashed towards the nine-clawed demon Jiao.

The nine-clawed demon Jiao waved its claws, entangled with the killing god.

Due to the fact that the consumption in front of the Nine-Clawed Demon Jiao was too large, the God Killing was on par with it.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Gao Ping sacrificed a wind talisman.

With a whoosh, Gao Ping entered the gate.

I saw that there was a ruin everywhere around, and countless broken weapons fell in front of me.

"It's strange that the picture of the divine thoughts left by this predecessor in the era of ancient relics is so desolate." Gao Ping was also puzzled.

He continued to fly against the wind.

It was surrounded by ruins, and it was clear that there had been a great battle, and it was very tragic.

In the midst of the ruins, Gao Ping saw a child picking up rubbish.

"It's ......"

"This is the power of breaking into the Tao." The White Dragon King in the divine vein said.

"Picking up rags can also become a great power?" Gao Ping was incredulous.

"There is nothing strange in the world, since the door to break into the Tao has been opened, it means that you have a fate with him and can accept his inheritance."

"But I don't want to pick up the rags." Gao Ping said, grabbing the back of his head.

The inheritances inherited by others are all alchemy, talismans, swords, etc., and they actually want to inherit and pick up the rags, which makes it difficult for Gao Ping to accept it no matter what.

"Silly, do you think it's really that simple as picking up rags?"

"To break into the Dao, the most important thing is to master the secret method of repairing all kinds of divine weapons."

"Mending the Divine Weapon? So the two Holy Order remnants on my body can also be repaired? And a broken knife recipe on me? Gao Ping was immediately overjoyed.

"Of course you can, as long as you can get the inheritance of that old guy who broke through the Dao."

"Old fellow? Isn't this little guy picking up rags in front of you a child? ”

"Silly, this is when he was a child, the Great Divine Thoughts often contain some particularly deep memories from his childhood to adulthood, and the inheritors can only get the inheritance of the Great Power by following the footsteps of the Great Power."

"I see."

Gao Ping followed behind and picked up the tattered children in front.

The child was tanned by the sun, and his shriveled little hands still lifted one stone brick after another, rummaging for useful things.

The kid found a broken piece of knife and smiled on his face.

Gao Ping saw that this knife was made of Xuangang, which belonged to the low-level weapon of the Xuan-rank, and it was not precious.

And the blade of the knife was shattered, and the kid picked up no more than a fragment a foot long.

Unexpectedly, when the child got it in his hands, it was like a treasure.

The child took the blade and ran quickly to a ruined market.

The child handed the broken blade to the boss, who took a look at it and said, "It's too small, it weighs less than a penny, 5 yuan." ”

"Okay......" the child said a word jerkyly.

The boss gave the child 5 cents.

The child picked up 5 yuan, rushed into the steamed bun shop, and said, "I want five big buns with minced meat." ”

The proprietress looked at the swarthy child and said, "5 cents." ”

The child's thin little hand reached over and said timidly, "Give ......"

The proprietress wrapped five large meat-filled buns and gave them to the child.

The child looked at the big white meat-filled buns, his eyes were hot, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

What puzzled Gao Ping was that the child did not gobble it up, but directly picked up the big bun and ran out of the door.

Gao Ping followed all the way and found the child entering a dilapidated thatched hut with several children as thin as him.

He handed out meat buns to the children.

The children devoured it.

Suddenly, Gao Ping found a thatched hut, and several children became more and more virtual, and finally disappeared completely in place.

When Gao Ping reappeared, he found a man with a scar on his face and a group of younger brothers, confronting another group of people.

Both sides are eyeing each other, with weapons in their hands, and a big battle is about to break out.

Gao Ping recognized at a glance that the person with the scar on his face was the one who broke into the Dao.

He had grown up, and his face had faded from the youth of his childhood, and now it was like an axe and a chisel.

"Will you withdraw from the Wild North?" A burly man on the other side asked in a cold voice.

"This is where we have lived since we were children, and our roots are here, and we will not retreat." The scar-faced man refused.

"Then we can't talk about it, kill!"

The burly man gave an order, and hundreds of people rushed over.

The scar-faced man also led the crowd and rushed over.

The battle, which lasted from morning to evening, ended with the Scarface Man's side winning.

The Scarface Man gains dominion over the entire Wasteland.

Crops cannot be grown in the Deserted North, and the only source of income for the people here is to pick up broken weapons from the ruins.

The Scarface Man is known as the "King of Rags", and all the broken weapons collected throughout the Wasteland are traded to him.

The picture blurred again, and when it reappeared, Gao Ping found himself in a spacious lobby.

"Panic master, I received a handful of remnants in the great wilderness." A silver-haired old man said, holding a wooden box in both hands.

"The last thing we lack in the Great Wilderness is the remnants of soldiers, what's so strange about this?" The scar-faced man said disapprehantly.

"But this remnant soldier is a holy soldier."

"Holy soldiers?" The scar-faced man's eyes lit up.