Chapter 141 Headache, headache

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"Of course something happened, it's a big deal."

Wang Ping nodded without hesitation. Isn't this nonsense?

If there were no Hunyuan Heluo Formation and Zhoutian Xingdou Formation, Demon Court would be waiting to be hammered to death!

By the way, what are these two guys thinking about? They can just let their men take over the territory. They have to take action themselves.

"Oh, what happened?"

Seeing Wang Ping's attitude, Donghuang Tai's expression became serious.

Wang Ping smiled and said: "Actually, it's not a big deal."

The confused Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun stared at Wang Ping, are they funny?

If you weren't the Sky-Exploding Demon General, would I have beaten you to death?

"Brother Zhatian, don't make trouble. If you have anything to say, just say it and we will listen."

When Di Jun came back to his senses, he couldn't laugh or cry.

Wang Ping smiled and started talking without any more nonsense.

"I think it's time for you two, Demon Emperor and Demon Emperor, to practice hard for a while?"

"I know you all have powerful treasures, Lord Demon Emperor your Donghuang Bell, Lord Demon Emperor your Hetu and Luoshu, but do you really understand your magic weapons?"

"You know their true power. If you compete with the Witch Clan to the end, you will definitely have to compete with high-end combat power. But the Witch Clan has twelve ancestral witches. What does our Demon Court have?"

Word by word, Wang Ping's words were like a sledgehammer, hitting the hearts of Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

The expressions on their faces changed, and their expressions gradually became serious.

They didn’t know if they didn’t say it. After hearing what Wang Ping said, they gradually realized the seriousness of the matter.

Yes, there are twelve ancestral witches in the Witch Clan. What do they have in the Demon Court?

The twelve ancestral witches are a powerful group, and their strength is at the pinnacle level of quasi-sage.

But in their Demon Court, there were only two of them at this level, plus the demon master Kunpeng.

Even the newly joined Fuxi is far behind, with only the strength of a late-stage quasi-sage.

Three against twelve, even if it can be one against two, the witch clan still has six ancestral witches.

With the strength of an ancestral witch, if he uses his true form at all costs, he can defeat at least three to four late-stage quasi-holy beings.

Demon Court's side is indeed much worse in this regard.

Improving your strength is a must.

"Every level has strengths and weaknesses. We can continue to become stronger and stronger, and break through after breakthrough."

"Do you still remember what I said before? Keep thinking of ways to become stronger so that you have the qualifications to try to prove the Tao with your strength."

Looking at Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi who were thinking, Wang Ping said again.

Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun kept nodding, turned around, and Di Jun solemnly prostrated.

"Brother Zhatian, thanks to you, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't even be aware of this problem."

Donghuang Taiyi was stunned for a moment and hurriedly imitated his brother Dijun and thanked Wang Ping.

After being stunned for a moment, Wang Ping hurriedly smiled and waved his hands: "No, I am also a member of the Demon Court, and it is my responsibility to make suggestions for the development of the Demon Court."

The ghost is called Demon Court, but it is actually for the mission of the system!

Because Wang Ping knew that no matter how hard he tried, he would not be able to match Hongjun and Tiandao, and the Demon Court would surely perish.

All he can do is gain enough benefits from becoming stronger from one incident after another.

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained eternal quicksand gold."

The system sounded and issued a reward to Wang Ping.

Don't make it too simple, just a few sentences.

Wang Ping felt very happy and flattered.

No more nonsense with Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun, and after a brief chat, Wang Ping left the hall with Shang Yang and Huan.

After leaving the main hall, Shang Yang looked at Wang Ping: "When should we set off?"

"Departure, what departure?"

Wang Ping looked at Shang Yang with a puzzled expression and asked strangely.

Shang Yang said speechlessly: "Go and expand your territory. Didn't the Demon Emperor and the Demon Emperor say that?"

"Well, you go ahead. I don't plan to go for the time being. I'm currently refining some magic weapons in the Demon Court."

After thinking about it, Wang Ping did not agree to Shang Yang.

The expression on his face suddenly froze, and Shang Yang said, "No, I'm going to blow up Brother Tian, ​​so you come with me."

"They say I'm in trouble. Be good and be obedient. You need to be a mature demon saint and learn to be on your own. Don't ask me to accompany you every time."

Wang Ping rubbed his forehead and said he had a headache.

Shang Yang pouted: "But, but I want to be with you, Brother Zhatian."

"Brother Zha Tian knows how you feel, but there is no such thing as a banquet in this world. If Brother Zha Tian disappears due to something one day, what should you do, Miss Shang Yang?"

Looking at Shang Yang dumbfounded, Wang Ping really didn't know what to say.

Shang Yang gritted his teeth: "That person will search the entire wilderness to find you."

"No, no, no, what if I can't find it?"

Wang Ping covered his face, feeling like when the male protagonist and the female protagonist parted ways on TV or in the movie.

Seeing that Shang Yang wanted to continue, Wang Ping quickly interrupted.

"Be obedient, and after I refine the magic weapon and exchange it for some spiritual blood, I will come find you."

"real?"

Hearing Wang Ping's words, Shang Yang's eyes suddenly lit up.

Wang Ping nodded helplessly: "Really, Brother Zhatian, I don't lie."

"Huh, lie to me like a puppy, and I will really cry for you when the time comes."

With a grunt, Shang Yang glared at Wang Pingdao.

His face froze slightly, Wang Ping didn't answer the words, he had a headache.

But Shang Yang was not stupid, so he refused to let Wang Ping guarantee it.

Wang Ping had no choice but to follow his words and say that if he didn't go, he would be a puppy.

"There's really nothing I can do against you, the dignified Demon Saint of Demon Court, you look like a spoiled little girl, how childish."

Wang Ping looked at Shang Yang with a smile and rubbed Shang Yang's hair into a mess to vent his dissatisfaction.

Shang Yang didn't mind. He moved Wang Ping's hand away and said with a smile: "It's not all your fault. It's you who spoiled me. You have to be responsible."

"Ahem, let's not talk anymore. You go quickly, I have to go to work."

Wang Ping, whose mouth twitched for a moment, ran into his yard in a slightly embarrassed manner.

Seeing what Shang Yang means, she might really like him!

Wang Ping had a headache. In fact, at first he thought Shang Yang was good and good-looking.

But after being in contact for a long time, that feeling gradually disappeared.

In addition, the marriage karma obtained by completing system tasks would pop up in his mind from time to time, and Wang Ping was inexplicably reluctant to accept Shang Yang.

However, the development of things happened in the direction that Wang Ping was afraid of.

Shang Yang's dependence on him is getting higher and higher.

"System, I feel like you've been cheated. You have to take responsibility."

After running back to his mansion, Wang Ping thought wildly for a while, muttering resentfully in his heart.

However, the system ignored him at all, and he could no longer be aloof.

Wang Ping had no choice but to prepare the magic weapon when he saw Jian standing next to him out of the corner of his eye.

"Well, Brother Jian, you can go for a walk if you have nothing to do. Don't follow me all the time."

There are many big secrets hidden in my family, and it is always inconvenient to have people around me.

Especially since this guy is a man, Wang Ping feels a little awkward being inseparable from him every day.

"No, there will be something delicious to eat with you."

Without thinking, Jian rejected Wang Ping's request.

Wang Ping was speechless. I invited you to eat hot pot because I wanted to get some blood from you. Plus, there are system tasks, which is no reason for you to rely on me.

Besides, after eating it every day, after watching it for so long, I still can’t learn it, so it’s not that difficult.