He Ping was about to say something of thanks, but the disciple of Qingxu Academy said, "Our team has already set off, don't leave it here!"

He Ping had no choice but to say goodbye to the other party.

He Ping asked loudly, "Dare to ask what senior brother is called?"

"Feng Tiexin!"

The disciples of Qingxu Academy left, Feng Tiexin, and He Ping remembered the name.

After such a period of delay, He Ping felt that the numbness on his calf seemed to have become a little lighter, and the wound was not so painful. He Ping touched it, and the wound had long ceased to bleed. There is no discomfort all over his body, is it not a poisonous snake that bites him? This is unlikely, in this secret realm, how can there be any ordinary snake, ordinary snakes are estimated to not even be able to bite through his skin. It is very likely that he can really be invulnerable, not because He Ping has a special physique, it should be because of the drop of golden blood given to him by the white fox, and it may also be related to his body refining exercises.

Either way, it's best not to be poisoned. Since the symptoms of poisoning on the body have become milder, there is no need to take that antidote pill. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that there was really no way, He Ping didn't want to eat anything from others, and he didn't even dare to drink water casually. You can't have the heart to hurt others, and you can't have the heart to defend people.

Since the people from Qingxu Academy refused to go along, He Ping had no choice but to continue to walk forward alone. Although it is rumored that it is extremely dangerous here, He Ping did not go so far by himself?

While passing by a higher hill, a group of furry demon beasts surrounded He Ping. Since he couldn't see it, He Ping simply closed his eyes. These things should be a group of monkeys, with sharp teeth and claws, scratching and biting at He Ping.

In the chaos, a demon beast jumped on He Ping's back, grabbed He Ping's hair, and pulled hard. He Ping was furious, endured the severe pain, tore the demon beast off his back, slammed it to the ground, and with a snap, the demon beast was knocked out. He Ping's hair was ripped off by the demon beast, and his head hurt hotly. He reached out and touched it, feeling a handful of blood.

In the continuous struggle with the demon beasts, He Ping discovered a phenomenon, the demon beasts in the ghost fog almost did not use spells to attack, and they all came up with hard steel. The eye can't see here, and the spells are subject to a lot of restrictions, so it's normal for this to happen. Is it hand-to-hand combat? This is what He Ping is best at.

These monsters are very similar to monkeys, they should be considered monkeys, right? The monkeys were not afraid of death and surrounded He Ping.

He Ping kicked out, kicking the monkey that was tearing his trouser leg away. This rogue monkey is so filthy!

He Ping grabbed the monkey that had climbed on his shoulder and stripped it off his body. When He Ping grabbed the monkey, the monkey screamed, and its claws swung violently, leaving countless blood marks on He Ping's arms. Seeing that the claws of the monkey could not make He Ping let go, the monkey actually bit He Ping's arm, intending not to let go from now on.

He Ping's fierce punch hit the monkey's waist, and the monkey screamed and flew away.

A monkey climbed on He Ping's back, its fangs constantly gnawing on He Ping's shoulder, and He Ping's shoulder was estimated to have been blurred with flesh and blood. He Ping tore the monkey off his shoulder and slammed it on the ground.

A monkey jumped on He Ping's head in a vain attempt to attack He Ping's face. Although it is not to eat with its face, it is not possible to make this thing full of faces, right? He Ping lifted the monkey and knocked it away with another punch.

After a series of punches and kicks, he finally knocked down the monkeys wrapped around his body one by one. He Ping took out the huge wooden stick he carried with him again, and danced wildly. Ping-pong, bursts of violent impacts, and a terrible scream, countless monkeys were knocked out.

Whirring, the wooden stick in He Ping's hand was still flying, and no monkeys were hit around, and these monkeys ran out at once.

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In the midst of the white mist, there was a huge circular clearing.

The grass here is green, the flowers are all over the ground, the sky is full of white clouds, and all kinds of spirit birds are flying in the air, just like the image of a paradise.

There is a huge circular platform in the center of the clearing. The platform is made up of huge pale cyan stone blocks and covers an area of tens of thousands of square meters.

In the center of the platform stands a large bluestone ring. The rings are more than a dozen long and tall, and they are carved with intricate runes. There were constantly flashes of light on these runes, which seemed extremely strange.

There appears to be a mist inside the ring, swirling slightly.

At this moment, there are already three teams on the platform, everyone is standing or sitting, as if waiting for something. Looking at the costumes, these three teams are the Kunlun faction, the Guixin faction and the Qingxu Academy. Among them, the Kunlun faction has the largest number of people, but it is only a few hundred and a few people. The number of converts is the smallest, only eighty. There were ninety-eight people in Qingxu Academy, and He Jian, the leader, sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes closed, as if he was in a state of flux.

The white mist in the distance rolled slightly, and an embarrassed figure flashed out of the white mist. The man's clothes were torn into pieces, worse than a beggar, and his body was stained with blood. The most striking thing is that this guy's hair is missing a few pieces, as if it has been ripped off.

Through these ghost fogs, although everyone is very embarrassed, there is no one like this one who is so embarrassed. Needless to say, this guy is definitely going to die and will pass through the ghost fog. Looking at this guy's bloody appearance, he must have been injured a lot.

He Jian opened his eyes, glanced over here, his eyes seemed to froze, and he closed his eyes again.

The person who came was He Ping. Although the clothes on He Ping's body were tattered, the color and style of the clothes could still be seen, and everyone recognized his identity as a disciple of the outer sect that day. Is there only one person left in the Tianyi faction? It is still so miserable, the Tianyi faction's trip to the secret realm is over. Quite a few people sneered.

He Ping didn't seem to see other people's expressions, Shi Shiran walked over, walked to the corner of the platform by himself, blew the ground without dust at all with his mouth, and sat down cross-legged.

The place where He Ping was sitting happened to be near the Kunlun Sect. A male cultivator of the Kunlun sect with a beautiful face and almost enchanting suddenly stood up and walked towards He Ping.

He Ping was not interested in this kind of sissy and simply ignored it. But the beautiful man didn't want to let go of He Ping, and reprimanded loudly, his voice was extremely sharp.

"Is this the place for you? fuck off!"

He Ping secretly smiled bitterly, now that he is alone, he can't get the other party at all. The hero doesn't suffer the loss in front of him, He Ping didn't say anything, stood up, and prepared to change places.

"Stop!" another strong, meaty Kunlun sect disciple shouted loudly and walked towards He Ping.

He Ping frowned, turned around slowly, and said lightly: "What does this fellow Taoist have to say?"

"Uncle, I heard that the Tianyi faction has excellent exercises, and I want to ask for advice, hehe!" The man pinched the bones of his hand with a bloodthirsty expression.

The disciples of other sects on the platform are full of jealousy, this person is known to many people, his name is Crazy Zhan, and he is also a ruthless character among the outer disciples of the Kunlun faction. This man is brave and ruthless, and has a thirst for killing.

Furious War planned to take advantage of He Ping alone, kill him with lightning speed, and rob him of the resources on his body. In the secret realm, it is not forbidden for various factions to fight, he fights here to kill someone, and I believe that no one dares to say anything.

"I'm not interested!" He Ping still had that faint expression.

He Ping's reaction made the wild battle a little surprised, ordinary people either knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, or they were extremely angry, there are not many people who are silent like this, could it be that they have looked away? This guy is clearly only practicing the fifth layer of qi, one level lower than himself, what ability can he have?

"You can't help it!"

Furiously laughed, slammed into his body, and grabbed He Ping's injured shoulder. He Ping made a mistake and dodged the palm of the wild mountain.

"Okay!" Furious Zhan roared, and a giant silver fork appeared in his hand, "Uncle is going to dress you as a meat skewer today!"

He Ping didn't say anything, and took out the emerald green sword.

In the distance, the disciples of the Qingxu Academy and the Guixin Sect watched from afar, no one spoke, and no one came up to stop them. The Kunlun Sect has always been strong, and there are the largest number of people here, so everyone naturally refuses to offend the Kunlun Sect for the sake of a disciple of the Tianyi Sect.

He Jian still sat there motionless, without even lifting his eyelids.

With a swing of the furious giant fork, he stabbed at He Ping.

He Ping's footsteps moved slightly, and his body swayed strangely, avoiding the giant fork.

The furious giant fork retreated, advanced forward, raised his left foot, and kicked He Ping's ribs.

He Ping twisted his body and stepped sideways again, dodging the wild fight.

Two hits in quick succession missed, provoking the fury of the furious battle.

"Falling stones!"

With a roar of rage, countless skull-sized stones rained down, sealing all of He Ping's retreats.

A sneer appeared on Berserker's face, and it was up to you to see how you escape, and he wasn't just using the rockfall technique.

When the falling rocks were about to approach He Ping, the wild battle roared: "The rocks pierce the air!"

The stones in mid-air suddenly rioted, interspersed wildly, not only faster, but also impossible to find. Who can dodge the rocks that pierce the air?

Boom, the impermeable boulder smashed down in constant impact, falling to the ground and bouncing up like marbles.

Many monks around sighed secretly, this Tianyi Sect disciple is finished! I didn't expect that the Tianyi Sect would be wiped out in this trip to the secret realm.

The white mist rolled in the distance, and a large number of monks walked out of the white mist. The first is two female cultivators, one is wearing a pale yellow dress, her face is delicate, pure as the girl next door, and the other is dressed in snow white, with a delicate figure, skin like cream, and picturesque eyebrows, as if there is no trace of fireworks, it is Luo Fei'er and Jiang Hanyue. Behind the two women were one hundred and twelve grey friars!

Who said that the Tianyi faction was wiped out? Which sect here has more people than the Tianyi faction?

Song Weixing's face changed greatly, that guy just now turned out to be a ghost fog that broke through alone! Needless to say, I also know that this is definitely a difficult guy, this guy is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

Not only Song Weixing thought about it, none of the monks present were stupid, and they were all a little afraid of the frantic battle, if that guy was stoned to death, it would be fine, how could the Tianyi faction not tear their faces for a dead person and the Kunlun faction, right? But if that guy didn't die, I'm afraid it would be very difficult.

If that person really broke through alone, he would be in really big trouble! The danger of the ghost fog is so clear that he will definitely not be able to break through it himself!