After coming out of the river, Wang Ping continued to wander throughout the wilderness.
In the following days, Wang Ping was extremely happy every day.
He can pick up treasures even when he falls. The treasures fall from the sky and hit him. The long-legged treasures run in front of him on their own. Wang Ping holds the treasures until they are weak.
It took more than a month before the good luck gradually left.
"It's gone. If it's gone, I should get down to business."
Wang Ping muttered and ran towards the direction of the Dragon Suppression Land.
The system said that Hongjun and Tiandao could not be detected there, so it would be best to go there and change identities and run away.
Racing at full speed, Wang Ping arrived at the Dragon Suppressing Land after a while.
Just as he flew into the abyss, Wang Ping faintly heard something moving below.
"Who's down there?"
Wang Ping frowned and flew down.
After a while, at the bottom of the abyss, Wang Ping encountered a huge figure with only half of his face.
The other half of the face is blurry, as if it is made up of a ball of air.
Even so, after looking at Wang Ping for a few times, he recognized him immediately.
"The Demon of Destruction?"
Half of the face of the huge figure in front of him was none other than the Demon God of Destruction that Wang Ping saw when he watched the scene of Pangu fighting the Demon God of Chaos.
However, the Demon God of Destruction looked at Wang Ping as if he was unconscious and suddenly pounced on him.
"What's the situation? How could this guy show up and be so crazy?"
Wang Ping looked confused and didn't quite understand.
The system said: "This is not the true form of the demon god, but their residual thoughts. How it came about, this system cannot tell."
"Back when Pangu created the world, these demon gods' residual thoughts fled to the ancient world. Many demon gods' residual thoughts merged with living beings and became ferocious beasts. At that time, there was a catastrophe of ferocious beasts."
"It was the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn tribes, as well as Jian and the others, who led all the sentient beings in the wild to put an end to that catastrophe. I didn't expect that the desire to destroy the demon god would reappear now."
Listening to the system's explanation, Wang Ping frowned: "Does Hongjun want to mess with me?"
"We don't rule out the possibility. He may want to test your true strength."
The system answered and gave a guess.
Wang Ping's eyes flashed slightly. At this time, the Demon God of Destruction, Can Nian, was already coming to kill him. Wang Ping casually used the Cloud Dispelling Palm Technique to meet him.
The fist shadow and Wang Ping's palm techniques clashed, and both of them were destroyed and disappeared.
With an angry roar, a dark broadsword flashed in the hand of the Demon God of Destruction Cannian.
When watching the scene of Pangu fighting against the Demon God of Chaos, Wang Ping had seen the Demon God of Destruction.
Among the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, the Destruction Demon God can definitely be ranked at the front.
"It has been detected that the host is encountering the Demonic God of Destruction, please choose."
"One, give up the fight, escape from the Dragon Suppressing Land, and be rewarded with the magic weapon Wind-fixing Bead."
"Two, fight against the Demon God of Destruction's remnants and wipe them out. You will be rewarded with ten drops of Dragon Beard Fish Essence and Blood."
"Third, show weakness, have a big fight, pretend to be defeated and run away. As a reward, you will be rewarded with ten drops of dragon-horned elephant essence and blood."
The system voice appeared and issued a task to Wang Ping.
After hearing the options, Wang Ping's eyes flashed and he curled his lips.
It's impossible to escape. If you don't take action to show weakness, it's enough. If you take action, just do it.
It just so happened that I had swallowed a bunch of blood from the Blood God Flower before, and I still had no place to digest it.
With his mind spinning, Wang Ping rushed forward.
The feeling given to him by the residual thoughts of the Destruction Demon God was stronger than that of the Dark Demon Dragon King, so it was very suitable for training.
Seeing the black sword slashed down, Wang Ping raised his fist to meet it.
"boom!"
Wang Ping was knocked back more than a hundred steps by the powerful force of the sword, but he immediately rushed forward again.
The Demon God of Destruction roared with residual thoughts, rushed to raise his sword and slashed again.
With a faint smile on his face, Wang Ping rushed forward without showing any signs of weakness.
Although there are many ways and many powerful magical powers that can quickly solve the problem of the Demon God of Destruction, Wang Ping did not do that.
Wang Ping's purpose was to digest the Blood God Flower blood absorbed in his body. Only by being beaten more often could the effect be maximized.
Bombarding with spells is of no use in absorbing the blood, and can only be used to attack with the body.
The two sides went back and forth and fought fiercely.
It has to be said that although it is just a lingering thought, this Demon God of Destruction has quite a lot of hidden combat experience, and every sword strike is very destructive.
The effect of such a powerful attack is also obvious. In just over three months, all the blood in Wang Ping's body has been integrated into his body and has become part of his strength.
After fusing the blood, Wang Ping's body tempering speed jumped to 95%.
"Almost, kill."
At the last moment after digestion, Wang Ping's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile.
The next moment, all kinds of attacks came overwhelmingly.
The Cloud-Pailing Palm Technique, Nine Yang Sword Technique, Phantom Sword Technique, Yang Shen Sword Finger and other magical powers that were not really trump cards were smashed indiscriminately.
After smashing it, Wang Ping rushed inside without waiting for the light to dissipate. There was a loud crackle, and when the light finally dissipated, only Wang Ping was left alone.
The remaining thoughts of the Demon God of Destruction disappeared, as if he had never appeared before.
"It's done, withdraw!"
With a smile, Wang Ping used the Void Sky Hidden Technique to hide, and flew all the way out of the Dragon Suppressing Land.
More than ten days later, Wang Ping quietly returned to the Demon Court.
After returning, Wang Ping directly used the Mortal Transformation Technique to transform into the appearance of Di Jun.
"Pass my order and declare war on the Wu Clan until death."
In the name of Emperor Jun, Wang Ping ordered the Twelve Demon Saints and all the powerful men in the Demon Court to come forward to fight the Witch Clan.
On the side of the Wu clan, Wang Ping had already greeted Xuan Ming, and Xuan Ming also sent someone out.
There was a melee between the two sides. Of course, after being warned, neither side was too aggressive.
After a period of commotion, the Wu clan pretended to be at a disadvantage, and Xuan Ming also sent Hou Yi, who had not been sent out.
Wang Ping's disguised Emperor Jun suddenly appeared and fought against Hou Yi.
After a great battle, Hou Yi pretended to be killed.
Wang Ping, who completed the task and received ten drops of blood as a reward from the system, felt very happy.
On the other side, Wang Ping asked his clone to run over, snatch the "corpse" of Hou Yi, and put it into the demon refining pot.
"What is his purpose, and why does he keep sending his disciples to snatch the bodies of the two Lich clans?"
In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun looked ugly, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
The same goes for the Nine Golden Crow before, and the same goes for Hou Yi now.
It can be understood that the Nine Golden Crow wants to use it to refine it into a treasure, light up the Sun Star, and snatch his Dao rewards.
Then what was the purpose of taking away Hou Yi's body?
"After the great catastrophe, you must die."
His face changed for a long time, and Hongjun gritted his teeth and said angrily.
Although he didn't know what Wang Ping was going to do, Hongjun could feel that it was definitely not a good thing.
Maybe it was just to deal with him, Hongjun. After all, he had attacked and killed him before. How could that man not hold a grudge?
Hou Yi was killed, and everyone in the Wu clan dispersed.
After receiving the news, the witch clan was furious, and the twelve ancestral witches came with their men to kill.
Not to be outdone, the Demon Court, Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, the two demon queens, demon master Kunpeng and others appeared one after another.
Both sides activated large formations, and the killing energy rushed into the sky. The clouds turned gloomy and they began to fight.
The people from the two Lich clans who went to fight had already been warned, and they were fighting, and many of them pretended to be dead and fell to the ground.
Wang Ping openly walked among the crowd and was responsible for snatching the "corpse".
When Hongjun from Zixiao Palace witnessed Wang Ping's move, his face became increasingly ugly and his murderous intent was strong.
