Although he lost, Kaimingmon didn't want to admit defeat, very, very much.
After struggling with his eyes for a moment, Enlightenment Beast gritted his teeth and planned to continue shamelessly. His true cultivation was that of a quasi-sage. Even if he suppressed his cultivation, Wang Ping could not hurt him.
"Hey, you've already lost, Enlightenment Beast. If you want to be shameless, quickly admit defeat. We, the Twelve Demon Saints, have all been humiliated by you."
"That's right, give in quickly, you are so shameless, we will all be embarrassed by you."
Before Wang Ping could sneer, Shang Yang and Qin Yuan in the audience were already shouting.
The pale-faced Kaiming Beast gritted his teeth and roared, "I didn't lose, and I won't lose. There's no way he can defeat me."
"Oh, I'm really convinced that you are so thick-skinned. If you are really at the same level, you have enough heads for me to chop off."
"Don't talk about your head, I chopped your body into 17 or 18 pieces."
Wang Ping shook his head in disdain, and the look of disgust in his eyes made Kaiming Beast almost vomit blood.
Reason told him that it was time to admit defeat, but the enlightened beast really couldn't speak.
"That's enough, Enlightenment Beast, you have been defeated. As expected of the Sky-Exploding Demon General, he is invincible at the same level. I am afraid that only the Demon Master and the Demon Emperor can fight against him at the same level!"
At this time, another subordinate Lu Wu who had followed Kunpeng before spoke.
Hearing Lu Wu's words, the enlightened beast was like a deflated ball and slowly transformed into its original shape.
"Although I lost to you, I still hope you will admit your mistake to the demon master."
Looking at Wang Ping, he enlightened the beast.
Wang Ping shook his head and said with a smile: "It was not me who was wrong. I will not admit my mistakes and just want to find fault. You are welcome to come again."
Kunpeng was really a boy who gave him money. Not only did he give it to him, but all his subordinates who followed him came to give it to him.
Gritting his teeth and glaring at Wang Ping several times, Kaiming Beast hummed and flew into the Demon Court alone.
Seeing this, Lu Wu in the crowd gritted his teeth and immediately chased after him.
Wang Ping ignored the two of them and led the others back to his yard.
"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the Thunder Cloud Storm Sword Skill."
The system sounded and issued a reward to Wang Ping.
Wang Ping received it and got the relevant information directly in his mind.
According to the description in the information, by using Thunder Cloud Storm, you can summon a thunder cloud, in which thunder swords will continuously fall down to attack the enemy.
"It's not bad, but I don't know the range of this move and the attack speed."
Wang Ping's eyes flickered and he immediately thought of the key point.
If this move is like a catastrophe, covering most of the sky, using this move before fighting is equivalent to having your own home court.
There was also the matter of speed. After witnessing Kunpeng escaping from a thunderstorm, Wang Ping felt that if he was not fast, it would be useless.
Another question is whether it will be like a catastrophe, with automatic tracking function.
However, the relevant information he received did not say that it could be tracked, so it probably wasn't possible.
You will know after you find some time and give it a try.
After returning, Wang Ping adjusted his breath and restored himself to his best condition.
This time Wang Ping refined it for Gui Che. According to Gui Che's request, Wang Ping condensed the phantom of a Fangtian painted halberd and came out.
After taking a look at it, Gui Che said excitedly that this was exactly the weapon he imagined.
Wang Ping laughed and gathered the materials to start practicing.
From the things collected by several great demon saints, plus his own treasure house, there are very few materials that cannot be found.
And for some that cannot be found, substitutes can be found for them.
In one go, after Wang Ping finished refining the ghost car, he also finished refining the Ying Zhao.
Excluding Enlightenment Beast and Lu Wu, Wang Ping had already refined the Twelve Demon Saints for ten people.
I just don't know how much the system calculated for him. In addition to Qinyuan's eighty-one needles, several people's magic weapons are a pair.
Waiting and waiting, the system did not issue the reward for a long time. Wang Ping knew that it was still a little short of the reward.
It's okay, just keep refining.
There were Chongmingniao, Bi Fang and seven or eight other people nearby.
While Wang Ping was refining magic weapons, many people in the prehistoric period gradually came to the vicinity of the Demon Court because of strange visions.
But seeing that it was the Demon Court, no one dared to rush in.
Now that the Demon Court is at its peak, no one will seek death without opening their eyes.
There were also some people who had taken refuge in the Demon Court, but even they did not dare to fly to the Heavenly Palace.
Without the orders of Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun, they could not go up privately.
In addition to the people who came for the vision, Chang Xi and Xihe, two demon court guardians, invited Fuxi out and were on the way.
When he learned that Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun wanted to make him Emperor Xi, and specially sent two beautiful protectors to invite him, Fuxi felt more honored.
After much persuasion from Chang Xi and Xihe, Fuxi agreed on impulse.
Because Fuxi is not alone, there is also a tribe behind him, and he needs various resources to make the tribe stronger.
Another reason is that after becoming a saint, Nuwa seemed to have become unkind. Fuxi asked Nuwa to preach to the tribe to help them improve their strength. Nuwa refused and even reprimanded Fuxi.
Nuwa had never spoken like this to her brother Fuxi before, and when she scolded Fuxi, Nuwa was cold and heartless, with indifferent eyes.
It was as if the person in front of her was not her brother, but a stranger who could no longer be a stranger.
Fuxi burst out and wanted to reprimand Nuwa, but was knocked to the ground by a powerful aura emanating from Nuwa.
Fuxi, who felt that life and death could only last a moment, did not dare to say anything more.
Fuxi couldn't help but wonder, was that person still his sister?
After that, Nuwa disappeared and went to Tianwai to build the Wa Palace.
Nuwa didn't care about the ethnic group, so Fuxi could only fend for himself. Chang Xi and Xihe came to win over him, and said that Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun wanted to make him Xihuang.
After weighing the pros and cons, he felt that there were many advantages, so Fuxi had no reason not to agree.
"That's the direction of Demon Court. Did something happen to Demon Court?"
Somewhere in the wilderness, Xi He, who was on his way, frowned and looked at the strange phenomenon that appeared in the sky again.
Along the way, she couldn't remember how many times she had seen it. Every time it was a vision with lightning and thunder, and she didn't know what the situation was.
At this time, the East Emperor Taiyi and Di Jun of the Wa Palace were paying homage to Nuwa.
"Saint means transcendent and transcendent. Since I am a saint, I will not interfere in the affairs of the prehistoric times, even if I create a human race."
Looking at the two of them, Nuwa seemed to know what they were thinking and spoke straightforwardly.
Di Jun sneered: "That's not what we meant. The human race was created by saints. Now it is in its new life. It will definitely encounter various problems. I, the Demon Court, can do my best to help.
"We are here mainly to ask the saint for one thing. We want you to be the saint of our demon tribe. I wonder if the saint is willing."
Nuwa's eyes flashed, she made some calculations with her fingers, and nodded after a moment: "Xuu!"
Unexpectedly, Nuwa would agree so easily. Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were overjoyed, and after realizing it, they thanked Nuwa again and again.
With a saint as his backer, even if he just borrows a name, his status in the Demon Court will be raised to a whole new level.
When the time comes, no one dares to disobey the orders given to all the monsters in the wild.
How can the Witch Clan compete with the Demon Court?
