"Where to go!"
Wang Ping was already prepared. He shouted coldly and reached out to grab it.
Of course, the demon refining pot didn't want to be caught so easily. Just when Wang Ping grabbed it, several demonic beasts suddenly rushed out of it.
Blocked by the shadows of these monster beasts, the Demon Refining Pot took the opportunity to run away.
Wang Ping smashed the beast shadows with a slap, and Chao Douzhan Holy Body II was inspired to chase after them.
He could finally see that he really couldn't deal with a magic weapon of the level of the Demon Refining Pot if he didn't show his true ability.
Wang Ping, whose speed increased dramatically, dodged directly onto the demon refining pot and slapped him with a flick of his hand.
The Demon Refining Pot was caught off guard and fell down.
Wang Ping immediately dodged to the side, raised his leg and kicked him again.
"I asked you to run, and you ran very fast. Are you rushing to die by running so fast?"
Wang Ping, who was fuming, was beaten all over the head and face.
The demon refining pot was stunned and released a bunch of demon beast shadows to attack Wang Ping, but it was useless and was easily broken.
But because of this move, the Demon Refining Pot made Wang Ping furious and he was beaten even more severely.
Wang Ping fought against the Demon Refining Pot, and there was a lot of movement. The vibrations went all the way up from the sea.
Ancestor Styx and Taoist Mosquito looked ugly and tried their best to suppress him.
Around them, Buddhist sounds filled the air. Ksitigarbha had obviously sensed the existence of Styx and the Mosquito Taoist, and wanted to transform them together.
It's just that at this time, Ksitigarbha's magic power is still far from the level of Ancestor Styx, so it is naturally impossible to succeed.
After being beaten by Wang Ping, the Demon Refining Pot was completely convinced. After Wang Ping stopped, he didn't dare to move anymore and was suspended there shivering, looking pitiful.
"Every one of them deserves a beating."
Curling his lips, Wang Ping reached out and grabbed the demon refining pot.
After looking at it curiously for a moment, Wang Ping was very satisfied and poured a drop of blood on it.
After a moment, Wang Ping felt connected to something.
With a thought, Wang Ping disappeared. When he appeared, he was no longer in the Netherworld Blood Sea.
At this time, Wang Ping was in a gray space. In front of him, stood a translucent woman with a bruised nose and swollen face, and wings.
But now, this woman was looking at Wang Ping with resentment and fear.
"Ahem, I didn't mean to do it, you ran away first."
Seeing that it was a woman, Wang Ping coughed lightly.
At that time, the demon refining pot was about to escape. In order not to be noticed by Hongjun and Tiandao, he could not care so much.
"No, it's okay. I don't blame the master."
The woman shook her head, her face changed, and a beautiful face appeared in the blink of an eye, as if she had stepped out of a painting.
Wang Ping didn't say much about this matter and asked out of curiosity: "Are you the spirit of the Demon Refining Pot?"
"Yes Master."
The woman answered respectfully while looking at Wang Ping curiously.
Wang Ping's eyes flashed, and he immediately asked: "Then do you have a name?"
"Not yet, please give me your name, Master."
The woman shook her head and replied.
Wang Ping nodded and pondered for a while: "Call me Xian'er!"
The spirit of this demon refining pot has wings and its body is translucent, giving it a somewhat fairy-like feeling.
The woman didn't say anything, a smile appeared on her face, and she responded softly.
"Xian'er, let me ask you, what is the effect of this demon refining pot now?"
Smiling, Wang Ping looked around and asked curiously.
Xian'er shook his head and said: "The demon refining pot needs to bring people in to refine it against the enemy. Only the owner can enter the current demon refining pot, so the effect cannot be exerted. The space inside will take some time to evolve."
Listening to Xian'er's answer, Wang Ping thought of something and took out ten wisps of Hongmeng Purple Qi.
"Xian'er, do you think this is useful for the evolution of the Demon Refining Pot?"
Wang Ping asked as he handed the thing over.
Xian'er's eyes suddenly lit up and she was extremely excited: "Yes, it is of great use. Master can find more similar things."
"Besides this, what else is useful?"
Wang Ping was not surprised because the system had already told him.
After thinking about it, Xian'er shook his head: "I don't know what it's useful for. I just came into being with the Demon Refining Pot not long ago."
"Host, you don't have to worry about this. This system will provide it for you. Anyway, the things you need are not simple, such as Hongmeng Purple Qi, Chaos Qi, Yin and Yang Qi, and the Qi of Creation."
"In addition, there are the Qi of the Five Elements, the Essence of the Earth, the Spirit of Yimu, etc. You can't get the host anyway."
At this time, the system voice came out.
Wang Ping laughed, okay, okay, he can't do it, but there is a system, wow kaka.
The cheating life is so comfortable.
"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the Immortal Soul Refining Technique."
The system voice reappeared, and Wang Ping was given a reward for refining the Demon Refining Pot.
Wang Ping, who was already happy, grinned with joy. He felt so comfortable!
"Host, Ancestor Styx is in trouble outside, please get out!"
After Wang Ping experienced a pleasant feeling, the system reminded him.
Wang Ping was stunned and left with a thought.
After flying upward for a while, Wang Ping heard the sound of chanting sutras coming to his ears like a demonic sound.
"I'll go, it must be Jizo."
Wang Ping's expression changed and he gritted his teeth.
He suddenly found that while listening to this scripture, a golden Buddha appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but want to kneel down and worship.
As Brother Ping's fellow Taoist, how could he go to worship the Buddha? Wang Ping was a little angry.
This bastard Ksitigarbha cannot be beaten to death in one go.
After forcibly resisting the influence of the scriptures, Wang Ping met the extremely pale Ancestor Styx and Taoist Mosquito after a short while.
At this moment, the two people's eyes were a little dazed, and they slowly floated to the sea.
"Styx, Mr. Mosquito, please wake up quickly."
Seeing this scene, Wang Ping roared violently, and the sound was directly transmitted into the ears of the two people.
The two of them were excited, and their eyes instantly regained their clarity.
Thinking of the situation just now, dense cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. It was so dangerous.
If Wang Ping hadn't suddenly appeared, the two of them might have been transformed.
"What's going on? Can't you two be strong enough to resist?"
Wang Ping asked with an ugly expression as he frowned at Patriarch Styx and Taoist Mosquito.
Ancestor Styx replied: "There was a lot of movement in the sea of blood just now. We suppressed it with all our strength, but our magic power was greatly damaged and our minds were exhausted. We didn't notice the move we made for a moment."
Hearing this, Wang Ping suddenly understood, nodded, and said that with the strength of the two of them, there was no way they could withstand it.
"Brother, that Jizo is here, let's get him."
Seeing Wang Ping coming out of seclusion, Ancestor Minghe's eyes showed joy.
I have tolerated Monk Na for a long time, and today I finally waited for the moment of revenge.
The Asura clan he created, a good clan, was turned into a cripple by him. It was beyond endurance and there was no need to endure it anymore.
"Okay, let's go meet this Jizo."
With a twinkle in his eye, Wang Ping was ready to set off.
At this time, the system voice came out: "Host, I suggest you start the Immortal Soul Refining Art before going there to avoid any accidents."
After being stunned for a moment, Wang Ping was astonished. This place was only half of the Netherworld Blood Sea, and there was still a lot of mental suppression.
If you run up and face Ksitigarbha directly, you won't be able to deal with Ksitigarbha with all your energy to suppress him.
