Chapter 168 Return to the Demon Court

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Underground, Wang Pingping fled all the way until his spiritual energy was almost exhausted, and Wang Pingang didn't stop.

Without any time to think, Wang Ping took out a handful of healing elixir and stuffed it into his mouth.

Wang Ping never thought that one day he would use this elixir, but today, he did.

Boundless anger enveloped his heart, and Wang Ping wanted to kill Zixiao Palace.

But he knew that his current strength could not defeat Hongjun at all.

"Wait, my brother Ping is serious this time. I never practiced hard before, but now I am serious."

Wang Ping gritted his teeth. He didn't want to be in such a mess the next time he encountered Hongjun.

But this time it was a blessing in disguise. Wang Ping could feel that his fighting body had improved a lot under Hongjun's palm.

This kind of improvement is almost comparable to the effectiveness of Emperor Dongyue's sparring training for more than a hundred years.

After taking the elixir, Wang Ping's injuries recovered quickly. So many elixirs were not in vain.

However, it was only on the surface that he got better. The energy from Hongjun's palm rushed directly into Wang Ping's body, and it still remains.

"The Great Desolate Heaven Swallowing Technique, swallow it for me."

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and Wang Ping directly used the Great Desolate Sky Swallowing Technique to devour it.

The aura left by Hongjun was very stubborn. The Ancient Heaven Swallowing Technique was effective, but very slow.

However, Wang Ping was not in a hurry and consumed it slowly, not believing that it could not be refined.

Hongjun's aura is also a kind of energy. It refines his brother Ping's strength, and maybe he can use it to break through.

Wuzhuangguan did not expect that such a situation would happen suddenly. Zhen Yuanzi did not react until Hongjun disappeared.

"Brother Ping?"

With an exclamation, Zhen Yuanzi ran over and felt Wang Ping's breath along the gap that Wang Ping had opened.

However, Wang Ping didn't know how deep into the ground he had gone, and how could Zhen Yuanzi feel it.

Time is long, and it is impossible to keep track of years.

Wang Ping was refining the aura left in Hongjun's body underground for an unknown period of time.

But Wang Ping knew that the Supreme Being had become a saint.

On that day, the whole world was filled with the voice of the Supreme Being, and everyone was celebrating.

Not long after Taishang became a saint, Yuanshi and Tongtian established religions and became saints one after another. Yuanshi established Chanjiao and Tongtian established Jiejiao.

Followed closely by the two Western Saints, they imitated the Western religion and established a Western religion, becoming a Saint in one fell swoop.

At that time, the six people who got the futons from Zixiao Palace all entered this realm that many living beings were looking forward to.

The emergence of the Six Saints was just the beginning. Naturally, other people in the prehistoric era did not want to give up trying. They imitated the saints' sanctification actions one by one, trying to get the last holy position that they thought they had no owner.

However, it is doomed to be impossible, no one succeeds, and no one becomes a saint again.

On the other hand, Ancestor Styx imitated Nuwa in creating humans and created the Asura clan. Although he was not a saint, his strength was greatly improved.

None of this has anything to do with Wang Ping, who is still working hard to refine the aura that Hongjun left in his body.

To this day, there is only an undetectable trace of this aura.

"Refining it for me, I will succeed in one fell swoop this time."

With a roar, Wang Ping started refining with all his strength.

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Ping, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly felt a powerful aura emanating from his body.

After refining Hongjun's aura, Wang Ping successfully broke into the late stage of Quasi-Saint, and went a long way in the late stage of Quasi-Saint.

"Not enough, not enough."

With coldness flashing in his eyes, Wang Ping used the art of combining human and sword and drilled into the ground.

When he almost reached the ground, Wang Ping transformed into a human form, and then used the Mortal Transformation Technique to assume the identity of the Sky-Exploding Demon General.

After flying into the air to identify the direction, Wang Ping headed all the way to the Demon Court.

After walking for a while, Wang Ping saw Yaoting from a distance.

As soon as he passed, Wang Ping was blocked by a large group of people.

The Demon Court at this time is different from that of the past, with strong soldiers and horses, and many demon soldiers and generals.

"Stop, who is it? Tell me your name quickly."

The tall demon general in the lead roared with a ferocious expression.

Wang Ping frowned: "I am the Sky-Exploding Demon General, get out of the way."

"Exploding Sky Demon General? What the hell? I've never heard of it. Are you impatient with the demon general who dares to pretend to be my demon court? Come on, get out of here."

The demon general was stunned for a moment, then sneered and looked at Wang Ping with disdain.

Looking blankly at the demon general and the demon soldiers behind him who were laughing loudly, Wang Ping suddenly showed a hint of anger in his eyes.

What the hell, he hasn’t been back for a while and no one knows him anymore.

"It is detected that the host is being laughed at, please select."

"One, try to explain your identity clearly, and the reward will be ten years worth of cultivation."

"Two, teach the demon soldiers a lesson, force the rest of the demon court to come out, and reward Fu Xiqin with twenty pieces of materials."

The system sounded and issued a task to Wang Ping.

It's a very simple multiple-choice question, the kind where you know which one to choose directly. Needless to say, just start beating it.

"Looking for death, if you don't know me, then I'll let you know me today."

With a slight snort, Wang Ping rushed out.

There are not too many fancy moves, Wang Ping just uses the powerful punch, one punch at a time, easily knocking everyone over.

Although the demon general led by him was an early stage Da Luo with the same strength as he had transformed into, the result was no different.

"you……"

Looking at Wang Ping in horror, the demon general bent over holding his stomach in pain.

Wang Ping sneered and said: "Don't think that we are all on the same level as the Demon General. You are not worthy enough to lift my shoes for the Sky-Exploding Demon General."

The movement here attracted other patrolling demon soldiers and generals, and soon a large group of figures flew over.

The beaten demon general ran over and shouted: "This man pretended to be our demon general, demon court, and beat us. Let's take him down."

"Presumptuous, how do you know that I am a fake? Isn't the lesson I have taught you enough?"

Wang Ping sneered, could it be that after so many years, it seems like these new guys don't recognize him?

At this time, the system sound sounded.

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained twenty copies of Fuxi Qin materials."

Hearing the sound of the system, Wang Ping hurriedly asked: "System, how many years have passed?"

"More than 176,500 years, it's really a long time."

The system answered. After hearing this, Wang Ping's expression suddenly changed wildly.

Wang Ping would never have thought that it would take him so long to refine the breath that Hongjun left in his body.

Damn it, after such a long period of time, if he had practiced on his own, he would have reached the pinnacle of quasi-sage long ago, and he might even be able to prove the Tao with his strength.

But in this way, many years were wasted.

That guy Hongjun must have become many times stronger than before.

"Then do you have a way to prove your identity?"

After hearing Wang Ping's words, a demon general who seemed to have a higher status than the others said.

After coming back to his senses, Wang Ping replied: "The old people you are looking for in Demon Court must all know me. By the way, is there anyone among the Twelve Demon Saints? Go and ask them."

"If they are not here, Chong Mingniao, if Bi Fang and the other powerful men are here, they can do it. If it is not possible, ask the demon master and the guardians on the left and right, are they here?"