The wind swept the rain like countless whips, whipping the ground fiercely, and the rain splashed and was confused.

Ren Pingsheng twisted his waist and swung his knife, slashing at the owl demon that attacked from the side.

I heard a terrible scream.

Feathers flew and blood splattered, washed away by the torrential rain and mixed with the dirty muddy water, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Roar!"

In the pitch-black environment, the sound of raindrops falling to the ground, mixed with the roars of various demon clans, made people tremble in their hearts.

Now.

Ren Pingsheng's vision was obscured by the rain, and the gray area in front of him could only rely on his sense of hearing to judge where his knife should be cut.

Fortunately.

He was not the only one affected by the torrential rain, but also all kinds of demon clans.

After the bonfire was extinguished, in the dark night when they couldn't see their fingers, the sight, hearing, and smell senses of these demon clans were far more than capable of life, and they should have an advantage.

And this downpour pulled them to the same level as Ren Pingsheng.

"Whew!"

A wolf howl rang in his ears.

Ren Pingsheng relied on the instinct of a martial artist to rise into the air and slash out.

Burst!

Warm blood splattered on his face.

The wolf demon let out a wail and slammed into the ground.

Right now.

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and a shining arc rushed down from the clouds, lighting up the night sky and the ground in an instant.

Ren Pingsheng held the broken knife in his hand and stood straight in place, his clothes and hair wet from the rain, clinging to his body.

The corpses of a dozen demon beasts lay quietly at his feet, the torrential rain washed away, and the blood continued to seep out, soaking into the dirt, staining the muddy ground under his feet red.

In front of the mystical mirror.

The pouring rain smashed into the high platform.

The position of four or five feet above the ground automatically springs open, converging into a stream of water, and flowing down from the edge.

Obviously, this high platform is a magic artifact that can isolate a certain range of space from the influence of heavy rain.

Now.

On the high platform, the nobles, including King Jin and Liu Yunmeng, stared at the Xuanji Mirror without blinking.

Even though it was pitch black, I couldn't see anything clearly.

Thundered!

Lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the mirror and the picture in the mirror.

"The prince of Zhenbei is still alive!"

Everyone looked at the proud body, and their faces all showed excitement.

Liu Yunmeng's tears crossed his delicate face, his fists were clenched, and he prayed silently in his heart: "You must survive!" ”

The edge of the hunting grounds.

The aura of the two princes was released, forming a small protective shield, covering the martial artists in it and not disturbing them from the torrential rain.

"How much longer?" Ding Guogong looked at Mu Jian, who was breaking the formation, and shouted loudly.

"Half an hour."

In the rainstorm, Mu Jian's voice seemed a little ethereal.

Now.

Ding Guogong had already learned about the situation in the hunting ground, and couldn't help but scold: "Damn it! When you break the formation, the people inside will also drown! ”

It was as if the words were flooded by a torrential rain.

Side.

An Guogong was even more anxious than Dingguo Gong, and shouted loudly: "Can you hurry up!" ”

"The master is here, and it will take half an hour."

Mu Jian repeated his previous answer.

When Ding Guogong and the others heard this, they were anxious, but they were helpless.

Then.

Mu Jian's clear voice sounded again.

"This array only blocks the body, not the primordial spirit, if you are really in a hurry, you can get the primordial spirit out of the body and enter the array."

Can Genshin enter the battle?

An Guogong and Dingguo Gong's eyes lit up, and quickly dimmed.

They are martial artists, and they never practice the exercises related to the Yuan Shen, even if the Yuan Shen goes out of the body and enters the formation, it is meaningless.

If there is a disciple of the Dao Sect here, maybe he can still enter the hunting ground, possess the corpse of the demon clan, and help Ren Pingsheng's kid share some of the pressure.

Thundered!

The two rulers were in a daze, and suddenly a lightning bolt struck overhead, illuminating the sky and the earth.

"Country, country. I seemed to see a woman. ”

Someone seemed to have discovered something, his expression was a little frightened, and his voice trembled slightly.

Ding Guogong said angrily: "In the wilderness, it is raining rain, where is the woman?" ”

As soon as the words fell.

An Guogong's voice came from the side: "But Princess Yunhe is here?" ”

"It's just nonsense!"

Dingguo Gong's brows were twisted together, and he roared angrily: "Such a heavy rain, she can't hide well, what is she doing here, if something happens, how can I explain to the saint?" ”

The man hurriedly said: "It's not His Highness Yunhe, that woman is taller, dressed in white, with a disheveled hair, and looks like."

After hesitating for a moment, he still said: "Like a female ghost in the mountains!" ”

Thundered!

The roaring thunder was like a hammer slamming into everyone's hearts.

A female ghost in the mountains?

Could it be that some high-grade ghost is taking the opportunity to make trouble?

Thinking of this, the two princes couldn't help frowning and reminded loudly: "There is less than half an hour, cheer up, get ready, and kill demons!" ”

The storm continued to lap against the protective shield formed by the aura, making a crackling sound.

Including the two princes, everyone's eyes were much sharper, silently clenching their weapons.

In the formation.

The branches of the trees were rattling in the wind.

The rain fell, splashing a layer of white rain mist, like an ethereal white veil.

Ren Pingsheng held the broken knife in his hand, let the wind and rain slap his face, as if he was tireless, the knife fell in his hand, and the knife fell in his hand.

The tattered suit on his body has been completely dyed red by blood.

My shoulder, which was a little sore at first, has become numb.

The original clear consciousness gradually became confused, and the slashing knife was completely instinctive, or rather, from twenty years of honing martial arts.

Boom!

Broken knife slash.

Another demon was decapitated and smashed on the muddy ground.

This moment.

Ren Pingsheng felt that he had reached the limit, the spiritual energy in his body was exhausted, like a number of dry ponds, his eyes were black, and his mind was blank, as if he would lose consciousness in the next second and fall to the ground.

Thundered!

Rumbling thunder exploded in the distance.

The rain was much lighter.

An unprecedented feeling of exhaustion welled up in my heart and spread rapidly from my heart to my limbs.

"Maybe that's the limit."

Ren Pingsheng's hand holding the long knife kept trembling, and the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a wry smile.

The moment before the confusion.

All kinds of images played out in his mind.

The figure of Daddy.

Sister-in-law's smile.

Xiao Woman's coquettishness.

and Chang An's veiled face.

"I still haven't seen her face in the end."

Ren Pingsheng thought so, used his last strength, held the broken knife, and slashed to the side to pounce on his demon clan.

Even if there is only a little aura left, he will pull a demon clan to accompany the burial!

Burst!

Severed knife to cut off the head of the demon clan.

Blood gushed out like a spring.

The last trace of strength is exhausted.

The right arm falls weakly downward.

Blood oozed from the wound, running down the arm and onto the broken knife, seeping into the blade of the broken knife.

The next second.

The blade seemed to be infused with some kind of energy, and a faint red light appeared.

Meanwhile.

Ren Pingsheng suddenly felt that something was instilled in his body, and the warm feeling poured into his lower abdomen and quickly spread throughout his body.

It's like a pond that has dried up, gushing out of a new spring.

"Roar!"

The roar of the demon clan rang in his ears.

Ren Pingsheng opened his eyes violently, and with the instinct honed over the years, he slashed out.

The loud dragon groan sounded again.

The sword flashed, turning into a red streamer like a dragon, and rushed towards the demon clan.

Obviously, there is still a half-step distance between them.

The broken knife actually slashed at the body of the demon clan.

I heard only a terrible wail.

A deep scar appeared on the demon's chest, and blood gushed out, mixed with rainwater and flowing to the ground.

"It's . Knife gas? ”

Ren Pingsheng's eyes froze, and he suddenly realized.

I may have broken through the eighth grade!

The rain is weakening.

The demon clans were finally able to see Ren Pingsheng's figure and movements clearly, and pounced desperately.

"It's time for a breakthrough! I can pull a few pads again! ”

The corners of Ren Pingsheng's mouth twitched, he clenched the broken knife and slashed again.

It's the hand up and the knife falling, and the hand up and down.

It's different from before.

Now, what he slashed out was a sword qi that had condensed into substance.

Minutes and seconds passed.

There were more and more demon corpses on the ground, and they had been piled up into a small hill.

Ren Pingsheng stood on it, extreme tiredness hit again, and his eyes turned black.

"No, this time it's really gone."

Ren Pingsheng slashed out the last sword, and his aura was exhausted, and he could barely lift the knife.

Meanwhile.

The torrential rain gradually subsided, and the heavy fog gradually dissipated.

There are still more than 100 demons left.

They looked at Ren Pingsheng standing on the pile of corpses, their eyes were deeply jealous, and they didn't dare to step forward for a while.

This time.

A hoarse and unpleasant voice rang out.

"Retreat...... Next ......"

Ren Pingsheng raised his eyes and saw the humanoid creature that looked like a bat getting up from the ground and slowly walking towards him.

"When you are in a group, you hide in the back, and when you see the residual blood, you come out and grab people's heads, it's really not a thing."

Ren Pingsheng sneered in his heart, gritted his teeth and wanted to raise the long knife, but found that he couldn't lift any strength at all.

All right.

In his current state, residual blood is not counted, it should be regarded as silk blood.

Ren Pingsheng was not without desperate self-ridicule, a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and with the little strength he had left, he spat at the hideous monster that had come to him.

There was no saliva in the mouth, only bright red blood.

"Roar!"

When the demon beast saw this scene, it knew that he had run out of oil, and let out an excited roar.

"I can't hold it."

Ren Pingsheng listened to the roar in his ears, he couldn't support it anymore, his eyes turned black, and he lost consciousness.

It's just that.

A second before he lost consciousness, he seemed to see a touch of distress in the monster's scarlet eyes?

"Roar!"

"Whew!"

When the demon clans saw this scene, their faces showed ecstasy.

Ren Ping is dead and dead!

They have completed the task of Lord Tu Shan, and they will die without regrets!

"My lord! Rip off his head! Kill him completely! ”

A deer demon looked at the monster and reminded him.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

The rest of the demon clan shouted.

The monster turned its head to look at them, a deep chill in its scarlet eyes.

The demon clan instantly fell silent.

They didn't understand why Lord Bloodwing looked at them with such murderous eyes.

"Your Excellency."

The deer demon moved his mouth, wanting to say something.

Before he could open his mouth, he heard the piercing screams of Lord Bloodwing.

Before the demons could react to what was happening, they saw a blood-colored figure flash, followed by a sharp pain in their necks, their consciousness gradually blurred, and their bodies fell to the ground.

Just a stick of incense in time.

Twenty or thirty of the hundreds of demon clans were killed.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the remaining demon clans did not hesitate at all, turned around and ran.

Lord Blood Wing is the pinnacle of the fourth grade, and although he was seriously injured, he had recovered a little from absorbing the blood of the fourth-grade monk just now...... They are by no means opponents!

Seeing that the demon clan was scattered, the monster did not pursue, but stayed by Ren Pingsheng's side and silently guarded him.

The scarlet eyes were full of distress.

A few seconds later.

After all, she couldn't restrain the emotions rolling in her heart, stretched her blood-red wings, and wanted to shelter Ren Pingsheng from the wind and rain.

Right now.

There was an angry shout behind him.

"Bloodwings! Death! ”

Rumble!

The aura in the surrounding air condensed like a volcanic eruption, turning into a horse chopping knife, heading straight at her neck, sinking violently and falling with a bang.

Boom!

The monster's hideous head suddenly cracked, and the yellow and white thing fell on the gushing blood, emitting a pungent stench.

The huge body shook slightly, and suddenly fell to the ground.

“？”

Not far away.

When Ding Guogong saw this scene, he was a little confused.

"So vulnerable? It shouldn't be. ”

A few years ago.

He had fought against the bat demon named Bloodwing, and he knew his strength fairly well.

Even if he was seriously injured in the previous battle with the Demon Locker, he shouldn't be without the slightest strength to fight back.

Maybe Bengong has become stronger again?

Ding Guogong thought about it for a while, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and his figure turned into a streamer, and appeared next to Ren Pingsheng in the blink of an eye.

Squat down and reach out to sniff out.

"Alive!"

Dingguo Gong was overjoyed in his heart and shouted out, but the last word had not yet fallen.

An Guogong had already appeared on the other side, holding an elixir in his hand, his face was solemn, and he carefully stuffed it into his mouth.

"Rejuvenating Pill?"

When Dingguo Gong saw this scene, his eyes showed a little surprise, and he said, "I didn't expect you to be generous." ”

The Soul Returning Pill can sustain life and stabilize the primordial spirit.

Theoretically speaking, no matter how seriously injured you are, if you take the Soul Rejuvenation Pill, you will not have to worry about your life in a short time.

Such an elixir, even in Beijing, is hard to find.

An Guogong glanced at him and said coldly: "This is my grandson." ”

Dingguo Gong sneered: "The grandson who didn't even let him in? ”

An Guogong was silent for a moment, and only said after a while: "Old man, this prince disdains to be concerned with you. ”

This time.

Ding Guogong suddenly thought of something, his expression was a little strange, and he asked curiously, "Where did the little one in your family go?" ”

refers to the youngest son of An Guogong, that is, the son of An Guogong, Bai Ping.

Hearing this question, An Guogong was slightly stunned.

In the past two hours, all the attention was on Ren Pingsheng, and he almost forgot that he still had a son in the hunting ground.

"Leave him alone."

An Guogong's face was light, and he was very relieved of his son's strength.

"It's not that I'm worried about him."

Dingguo Gong's face eroded by the years showed a smile, and his eyebrows were raised: "My father just wants to know, holding the sun and the moon and picking the stars, why the prince of An Guogong, who has no person like me in the world, did not show up and turn the tide." ”

Hear this verse.

The corners of An Guogong's eyes twitched, and he turned a deaf ear and chose to remain silent.

Game Ground Center.

Bai Ping stood in place, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, waiting quietly.

The raindrops fell, as if they had eyes, and automatically avoided the small area he was.

A moon-white robe fluttered slightly in the wind, spotless, with a handsome face, delicate facial features, and a dusty temperament, like an immortal.

"Why hasn't it been so long, no demon clan has come here?"

Time passed, and the torrential rain gradually subsided.

The white screen finally couldn't bear it anymore and slowly opened his eyes.

He originally thought that he had hidden his aura, and he was in the center of the hunting ground, and there would definitely be a demon clan with no long eyes, who would come forward to sneak attack.

But I didn't expect that from dawn to darkness, from cloudy to rainy, until now, the rainstorm has subsided, and no demon clan has come to the door.

That's it.

But there was silence in the forest, as if there was no living creature except himself.

"Do you have to force this son to take the initiative to hunt the demon clan like those ordinary people?"

At the thought of this, Bai Ping's brows furrowed slightly, and he fell into a tangle.

Take the initiative to hunt the demon clan, the force is too low, even if you win the first, it will give people the feeling of bullying the small.

That's it.

Wait another half day.

The white screen makes a decision and continues to wait.

Right now.

Not far away, there was a sudden sound of Suosuo's movement.

"Something's coming!"

Bai Ping's eyes lit up, and he looked at it.

The movement is getting closer.

Like a pack of wild beasts running wild.

It's finally here!

Bai Ping's eyes were full of excitement, but his expression did not change, and Feng Qingyun lightly spit out three words: "It's good to come!" ”

Between words and deeds, it shows the true character of the strong, and it is full of force!

Footsteps are getting closer.

A few seconds later.

A large deer demon sprang out of the bushes.

Hearing the sound of the white screen, it was instantly stunned.

Stopped in place, looking blankly at this spotless young human in a robe.

"There are still humans in the woods?"

For a while, the deer demon was in a bit of a trance.

Bai Ping looked at the deer demon covered in blood, and became more and more excited, and the aura in his body was already hungry and thirsty.

Even so.

He still restrained himself and didn't make a move, but said lightly: "You have a way to die." ”

“.”

The deer demon was in a trance for a few seconds, and scolded angrily: "Stupid! ”

After scolding, turn around and run.

“……”

A trace of annoyance appeared in the white screen's eyes, urging the aura of the whole body, and the figure flashed and disappeared in place.

In the blink of an eye.

He appeared in front of the deer demon and said coldly: "This son of the world takes your head like a bag to take something." ”

When the deer demon saw this scene, his face showed a look of horror, and he subconsciously wanted to ask for mercy.

After thinking about it, the mission has failed, and there are high-grade monks of the human race everywhere outside the forest, so what's the point of begging for mercy?

It's nothing more than being caught back to the Lock Demon Tower and continuing to be tortured.

That's it.

He spat at the white screen and scolded: "Noise! If you want to kill or chop, whatever you want, where did you get so much nonsense! ”

“.”

Bai Ping was slightly stunned.

The scene in front of him was completely different from what he thought.

It stands to reason.

This deer demon shouldn't kneel down and beg for mercy, right?

Hearing him say this, how do you feel that you have become the villain in the script?

I was in a trance for a while.

His brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't say more, using his fingers as a sword, and slashed twice in midair.

The surrounding aura quickly condensed, turned into a sharp blade, and rushed straight to the neck of the deer demon.

Bang. The corpse of the deer demon separated, and the huge head slammed into the ground, and it was lifeless in the blink of an eye.

Bai Ping stood in place, looking at the corpse of the deer demon, with a thoughtful look on his face.

A moment later.

As if he had realized something, he no longer struggled, and summoned his aura, twisting the weeds into a rope and passing through the head of the deer demon in search of the next prey.

After a stick of incense.

He spotted a rabbit demon, raised his voice, and recited it in a clear tone.

"Holding the sun and the moon and picking the stars, there is no one like me in the world."

During the recitation, I clearly saw that the rabbit demon showed a shocked expression.

"Sure enough. The nephew's method of teaching is more useful than in the script. ”

Bai Ping thought so, a smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, he was in a good mood, and he shot again and cut off the head of the rabbit demon.

The next hour or two.

While reciting verses, he slew the demon clan.

It wasn't until the number of skulls strung with straw rope reached twenty that he stopped and rested for a while.

Looking at his masterpiece, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a smile again.

"Those people in front of the mirror of slaying demons like mowing grass should have been impressed by the demeanor of this world."

Bai Ping stood in place, the thought coming to mind.

He couldn't imagine.

Among this group of people, who else can be as light as him.

You don't have to think about it to know.

The picture of the mystical mirror must always be fixed on one's body.

Minutes and seconds passed.

In the blink of an eye, it was the early morning of the second day.

The curtain slowly opened on the morning light.

Early morning.

The first sunny day after the rain.

The clear ticking of dewdrops brushes away the remaining dreams, and the body and mind are purified.

Hunted dozens of demon clans.

Bai Ping's heart gradually calmed down, raised his eyes to the sky, and said in his heart: "It's almost." ”

These dozens of heads are enough for him to reach the top and continue to hunt, but it's not interesting, it's better to leave some opportunities for others.

That's it.

Bai Ping no longer hesitated, and walked out of the hunting ground.

Half an hour later.

He took these heads to the edge of the forest, stopped, took a deep breath, and slowly spoke: "Holding the sun and the moon and picking the stars, there is no such person in the world."

The sound is clear, combined with the birdsong after the rain, which has a bit of an ethereal atmosphere.

Bai Ping was very satisfied with this, holding the straw rope wearing his head, and walked out slowly.

Look ahead.

As expected, the lock demon envoy and the rest of the people looked at him, and the picture of shock and admiration did not appear.

even

He didn't see the Demon Envoy and the rest of the people at all, only the corpses of the demon clan piled up on small hills, the muddy land stained red with blood, and a dozen brocade guards with confused faces.

"What happened?"

Bai Ping looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, a little trance.

This time.

A brocade-clothed guard walked over quickly and saluted: "Meet the prince of An Guo." ”

Bai Ping looked at him, wanting to maintain the image of Izuchen, but after a few seconds, he couldn't help but ask, "What happened?" Why isn't the Lock Demon Messenger here? Where did the corpses of these demons come from? ”

"Back to the world, the lock demon made the unfortunate death, and the murderer was a four-grade demon."

Before Jin Yiwei finished speaking, Bai Ping couldn't wait to ask, "Where is that four-rank demon?" ”

Killing that fourth-rank demon is better than hunting and killing more seven-rank demons.

If he really killed him, he would be the first time in Xia Miao's history that he had killed a person from the Four-Rank Demon Clan, and it was exciting just thinking about it.

Jinyi Wei said: "It has been ambushed, and it is Dingguo Gong who made the shot." ”

When Bai Ping heard this, he was immediately disappointed.

Jin Yiwei glanced at him and continued: "These demon corpses were all killed by the prince of Zhenbei. ”

"Prince of Zhenbei"

Bai Ping was slightly stunned, looking at the pile of corpses, his eyes revealing a trance.

So many demons.

How can he do it with an eight-grade product?

Bai Ping's first reaction was not to believe it, he looked at Jin Yiwei, wanting to ask for specific details, but before he could speak, he saw Jin Yiwei show such an expression.

“……”

He realized in an instant that he had lost his temper.

After a few seconds of silence, he returned to his original breezy appearance and remained silent.

Seeing this, Jin Yiwei continued to narrate: "There has been an accident in Xia Miao this year, those demon clans."

Next, from the demon clan in groups, ambushing and hunting, and everyone was defeated, it was said that the prince of Zhenbei gathered scattered soldiers and led them out of the forest.

Then there is the prince of Zhenbei, the son of the gods, who descended to earth and killed dozens of demon clans with his own strength.

When his strength was exhausted, he broke through the seventh rank and continued to kill the demon clan, and dragged it until the two princes arrived, only to faint on the ground because of physical exhaustion.

It was explained in great detail from beginning to end, and even some details were not let go, such as everyone only Zhenbei Wang Shizi was from, Zhenbei Wang Shizi faced the siege, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, scaring away the demon clan...... He speaks like a storyteller, which is fascinating.

In his description.

The prince of Zhenbei is gentle and humble, very prestigious, and super powerful, like a god descending from heaven to earth, omnipotent.

With their own strength, they will turn the tide and help the building to fall.

Bai Ping's heart was hot, and he couldn't help but make up the scene that Jin Yiwei said.

"If it's the son of the world who does all this"

The thought came out of control.

Bai Ping couldn't help but replace the protagonist with himself.

Thinking of his own orders and forbidden, he led the desperate crowd out of the hunting grounds.

He resisted the attack of the four-grade demon, stood tall and stood proud.

Facing the siege of countless demon clans, the wind was light, his face was disdainful, he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, scaring away Xiaoxiao.

One person and one sword, fighting to the death and not retreating, when he was exhausted, he broke through the five products and fought to the last moment.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became.

to the end.

Bai Ping couldn't control himself anymore, and his body trembled.

Seeing this scene, Jinyi Wei Baihu was startled, and hurriedly asked, "Shizi, are you okay?" ”

Bai Ping turned a deaf ear, stared at Jinyi Wei Baihu with a pair of eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why do you know so clearly?" ”

Jin Yiwei replied: "Xuanji Mirror." ”

Xuanji Mirror.

So, everyone saw everything that the prince of Zhenbei did?

That's it.

Bai Ping's body trembled even more.

Time.

All kinds of emotions came flooding over my heart.

Envy!

Eat one's heart out!

Hate!

Meanwhile.

Near the hunting grounds, in a luxurious carriage.

on a fluffy blanket.

Ren Pingsheng lay quietly.

Beside.

Liu Yunmeng's eyes were red, and he gently stroked the wounds on his body with his tender little hands, and he was so distressed that he could barely breathe.

After a while, she withdrew her jade hand, lay down beside him softly, snuggled up to his shoulder, and murmured indistinctly: "Don't leave me alone, okay." ”

Then.

Outside the carriage, there was a slightly surprised voice from Jinyiwei.

"Hey, where did the fox come from?"

(End of chapter)