"The soul-nourishing stone, when you carry it with you, will automatically warm and nourish your soul. It's very good."
It wasn't Xian'er who answered, it was the system.
Wang Ping's eyes flashed in astonishment. According to what the system said, it was indeed a good thing.
At this time, Xian'er also spoke out the name and efficacy of the soul-nourishing stone.
"Xian'er, I will bring someone in later. After he comes in, you can explain to him first. He will understand what you said about Netherworld Blood Sea."
After giving Xian'er a warning, Wang Ping left the demon refining pot space.
Outside, when Wang Ping came out, he found that Ksitigarbha had surpassed him.
Wang Ping had no choice but to chase after him.
Behind Ksitigarbha, several demons followed, and clones of several saints were also fighting and killing each other.
As more and more powerful people arrived from the prehistoric era, the demon clan gradually fell into a disadvantage.
No matter how fast the demon clan develops, it is not as deep as the countless years of prehistoric times.
Wang Ping quickly caught up with Ksitigarbha and sent a message to Ksitigarbha not to resist.
Jizo was slightly stunned when he heard that it was the person who woke him up by the sea of blood.
I looked around but couldn't find Wang Ping.
"Don't look around, I'm in the dark."
As he spoke, Wang Ping directly controlled the power of the demon refining pot and acted on Jizo.
At first, Ksitigarbha resisted subconsciously, but immediately thought of Wang Ping's words and gave up the resistance.
Now Ksitigarbha feels that he is at the end of his rope, and perhaps only that senior can save him.
Jizo, who was flying forward, disappeared without a trace.
More than a hundred feet apart, the demons following behind were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions changed drastically.
The person whom Demon Ancestor asked them to stare at disappeared under their noses.
If the Demon Ancestor blames him for this, they can't afford it.
A few people with ugly faces flew to the area and inspected the area carefully for a while, but found no trace.
At this time, several saint clones from behind were fighting and killing each other.
"They must have done it, kill!"
Several demons became furious and turned around to kill him.
Seeing this scene, the expressions of the saint clones changed drastically.
They can still resist against two or three, but if there are a few more, even if they are saint clones, they won't be able to withstand it.
Because the demons they were fighting against were all quasi-sage peaks without exception, and were not that easy to deal with.
At the same time, several people were also extremely curious. They vaguely saw that Jizo seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
Wang Ping didn't care about this. After putting Ksitigarbha into the demon refining pot, he quietly rushed to where the people from the Witch Clan and Demon Court were.
Now that those guys haven't taken action, how could Wang Ping not understand that they don't know what to choose now.
After half a day, Wang Ping flew near the two Lich clans.
"Kunpeng, when you take people to fight against the Wu clan, you say you want to avenge Fuxi. For now, let's do this. If necessary, you will listen to my instructions."
Hearing the sudden sound, Kunpeng was stunned for a moment and nodded imperceptibly.
The next moment, Kunpeng waved his hand, pointed in the direction of the Wu clan and shouted: "Kill, beat those Wu clan, avenge Emperor Xi. If it weren't for them, Emperor Xi would not have died."
He shouted this, but Kunpeng quietly sent a message, asking everyone not to fight on the premise of saving their lives.
Now, there are not many people who know about the Lich Tribulation and Wang Ping's plan, whether from the Witch Clan or the Demon Court.
The people who were stunned didn't ask any more questions. Whatever the demon master said, they would just fight him.
But in comparison, they want to fight the demons more.
When the people from the Demon Court rushed over, Wang Ping had already rushed to the Witch Clan and sent a message to Di Jiang to tell him the situation.
Di Jiang nodded quietly. He also vaguely knew that it was abnormal for Yaoting to suddenly fight with them.
In the distance, Hongjun, who was dealing with the twelfth-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus, was confused. What was going on?
He did not expect that if the two tribes of lich and demons did not deal with the demon tribe, they would suddenly start fighting each other.
Is the catastrophe about to begin?
No, he didn’t even push it!
"Haha, hahahaha, I'm laughing so hard, Hongjun, you didn't expect it!"
Seeing this situation, Luo Hu laughed. He had not expected this situation, and he was ready to call his people back and run away.
A cold look flashed in his eyes, and Hongjun said: "Sooner or later I will kill you completely, you won't be able to stay crazy for a few days."
"If you have the ability, you should come here. Everyone in the demon clan listens to the order and kill those saint clones first."
Luo Hu sneered and then ordered his men.
He didn't notice why Jizo was missing just now. He thought he might be hiding.
At this time, the demonic voice in Luo Hu's mind said: "I think it's time for them to withdraw now. Let's leave Hongjun aside and find that talented monk."
"It cannot be ignored. You have also seen that he has improved more than we thought. Now there is an internal conflict between the two Lich clans. Let our men kill a group of people so that we can still have the upper hand."
While fighting Hongjun, Luo Hu spoke to the demonic consciousness in his body.
On the other side, Wang Ping quietly left the battlefield after sending a message to Di Jiang.
After a short while, Wang Ping rushed out as the great witch Wu Zhan.
"Come and fight!"
Wang Ping roared and rushed towards everyone in the Demon Court.
The demons and all living beings from the prehistoric times were fighting, and they were killing each other like crazy.
Without Ksitigarbha to protect them, all the power of the demon clan falls on all living beings in the wild.
At Rahu's request, the demons focused on killing the clones of the saints.
The first one to die was Nuwa's clone, followed closely by the clones of Jie Yin and Zhunti.
Although Buddhism restrains evil spirits, it cannot restrain them all.
However, the three of them did not die in vain. They killed several powerful demons.
Seeing Jie Yin and Zhunti die, a faint smile appeared on Wang Ping's lips, that's about it.
Glancing at Hongjun who was fighting against the twelfth-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus in the distance, Wang Ping, who had some thoughts, shook his head.
Even with Luo Hu's restraint, it is not that easy to kill Hongjun's clone.
"Stop fighting, kill the demons. By the way, give Yuan Shi and his clones a few moves. Don't hit them intentionally. You'll hit them unconsciously while pretending to kill the demons."
Wang Ping sent word to Emperor Jiang and Kunpeng that they changed their combat strategy.
He did this to let Hongjun know that the Lich and Lich clans did not play according to common sense.
Let Hongjun know that he cannot easily participate in the disaster, so that it will be more convenient in the future.
Otherwise, if Hongjun feels that the disaster is not a threat, he may actually take action, which will be very troublesome.
After listening to Wang Ping's instructions, Di Jiang and Kunpeng nodded quietly. They came just as Wang Ping said and didn't bother to ask why.
"Bold devil, you are seeking death by killing my demon saint clone. Kill me. Kill the demons, not the witches for now."
Kunpeng made an excuse himself, greeted the people and went to kill Yuanshi not far away.
The people in the Demon Court were astonished and hesitated for a moment, then hurriedly followed.
Di Jiang, who was fighting against Kunpeng, scratched his head, what excuse could he make?
After thinking about it, Di Jiang shouted at the top of his lungs: "Kill, we will also kill the demons. Our Witch Clan does not allow such ugly guys to exist in our ancient land, kill, kill, kill."
