"Where are you going? Can you run away? Today is the day when your Demon Court will be destroyed. Di Jiang, Xuan Ming, and the Wu Clan will be handed over to you."
Zhu Jiuyin shouted and chased Kunpeng.
The next moment, the sky turned dark, and Zhu Jiuyin closed his eyes.
As the ancestral witch of time, Zhu Jiuyin can control time. When he opens his eyes, it becomes day, and when he closes his eyes, it becomes night.
With Zhu Jiuyin's strength, he can completely control a large area.
"No, no!"
A burst of violent energy, followed by Kunpeng's shrill scream, and a booming sound.
A bright light lit up in the dark night, spreading crazily around.
When his vision returned, Zhu Jiuyin disappeared, and Kunpeng, who was covered in blood and dying, fell down.
"The Demon Master, the Witch Clan, we will fight with you."
Amid the shouts, the remaining four demon saints in the demon court, Chang Xi, Xi and the two girls, and some demon generals left behind gathered around the injured Di Jiang and Xuan Ming.
Before the two of them could react, a roaring sound sounded and violent energy exploded.
Of course it is impossible to explode, what explodes is Wang Ping's energy.
Wang Ping hid in the darkness, his figure shuttled back and forth, taking away everyone in the Demon Court at an extremely fast speed, and at the same time detonating the light ball he prepared.
When everything returned to calm, Di Jiang and Xuan Ming also fell down like Kunpeng.
After all, it was only the four demon saints and some demon generals from the demon court who self-destructed this time. With the strength of the two of them, even if they were seriously injured, they could not be completely destroyed.
All over the ancient world, everyone was silent as they watched the extremely brutal battle between the lich and the lich.
They actually fought to this extent and chose to die together.
After this battle, what was left for both the Lich and the Lich? They had almost nothing left.
The two clans of lich and witches, which were at their peak for a while, are afraid that they will decline.
Knowing that it was time for him to show up, Wang Ping appeared beside Xuan Ming and Di Jiang at the scene of the battle, waving them away.
Just when Wang Ping was about to fly over and take away Kunpeng, a roar suddenly sounded.
"How brave. I want to see who you are and what your purpose is."
Following the sound, boundless pressure fell from the sky. Hongjun could no longer sit still and finally appeared on the stage.
The Lich Tribulation has reached its current level and is actually almost over.
In the Demon Court, there are only some groups of demon beasts outside.
But they are all not very powerful and can be said to exist in name only.
Moreover, these groups of monster beasts originally only sought refuge in the Demon Court for survival.
They can only be said to be the demon clan, but they are not yet part of the demon court.
As for the Wu clan, only Chi You and others who Wang Ping deliberately left behind, as well as a small number of Wu clan, are left.
Most of the people have been put into the Demon Refining Pot by Wang Ping.
Now that the Lich Tribulation is over, Hongjun, who has been unable to hold himself back for a long time, will naturally not endure it any longer.
Wang Ping glanced at the sky calmly, but ignored Hongjun and took Kunpeng away first.
Chi You and others followed his instructions, looked frightened, turned around and ran away.
Hongjun paid no attention to Chi You and the others, his eyes were fixed on Wang Ping.
Without any further nonsense, Hongjun took action directly.
"It is detected that Hongjun wants to kill the host, please choose."
"One, beg Hongjun for mercy, and the reward will be ten years worth of cultivation."
"Two, turn around and run away, and you will be rewarded with the magic weapon Sky-shattering Arrow."
"Third, no matter whether you win or lose, you will have a battle with Hongjun, and you will be rewarded with the Dragon Breaking Spear Technique."
"Four, kill Hongjun at all costs and be rewarded with a Hand of the Great Dao."
The system voice appeared and issued a task to Wang Ping.
After listening to each one, Wang Ping was a little confused.
The first two are not big problems. He will definitely not choose them. The system has already said that he can't beat Hongjun, but he can fight a dozen.
What Wang Ping is speechless about is the fourth option. What is this? This is tempting him to beat Hongjun to death!
Can he be killed at all costs?
Maybe, but the price is to take advantage of everyone in the Demon Refining Pot.
If he had to sacrifice those guys, there was no need for him to save them.
And Hongjun is not stupid either. If he can't be defeated, he will run away and call people.
The other saints come forward, but with Wang Ping's strength and the people in the demon refining pot, they may not be able to defeat them.
Now is not the best time to kill Hongjun. The system is clearly teasing him on purpose.
The reward is the Hand of the Great Dao, which sounds unusual.
For now, the most suitable option for Wang Ping is the third one, a fight with Hongjun.
And this was what Wang Ping had thought about before. He just wanted to fight Hongjun and test his current strength.
The rewards are pretty good and a bit domineering.
It just so happens that the identity of the Sky-Exploding Demon General can no longer be used, and fellow Taoist brother Ping is naturally unable to use it.
It would be okay to re-disguise yourself as a strong man with a gun.
Originally, Wang Ping had planned to use the identity of Wu Zhan, but Wang Ping felt that it was not very suitable.
After all, Wu Zhan is the greatest witch in the Wu clan, and Hongjun can't feel the calamity aura on him, so he might come to deal with him.
That's okay, just let Wu Zhan disappear from the world and pretend to be a different identity.
I had played with the Witch Clan for so long before, and it was almost enough. This time I went to play with the Human Clan, which was about to rise.
Maybe I can get some benefits from the human race, wouldn't it be beautiful?
In the blink of an eye, Hongjun's light palm hit the top of his head.
Wang Ping didn't dare to be lazy anymore, clenched his fists and used the Braised Egg Boxing Technique, and faced him with all his strength.
Now he is not Hongjun's opponent, so he doesn't dare to be careless.
There was a shocking explosion, and Wang Ping was slapped from the air to the ground by Hongjun like a cannonball.
The powerful force directly exploded the ground, tens of thousands of miles in the direction directly collapsed, and there were flying rubble everywhere.
"What, you're just a little injured?"
In the air, Hongjun was stunned, his eyes full of disbelief.
He originally thought that this palm could kill Wang Ping, but he found that it only caused some cracks on Wang Ping's body and some blood flowed out.
And at this moment, these wounds are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Hongjun old dog, let's settle all the old grudges together. Isn't it a threat to you? You have to kill them all. What a Taoist ancestor, ah bah."
"No, you are Tiandao or Hongjun now, it doesn't matter, they are not good people anyway, it depends on the move."
Wang Ping bounced up from the ground, showing his true appearance without even pretending.
Seeing that it was Wang Ping, Hongjun was stunned for a moment and said angrily: "Is it you?"
Everyone who Honghuang saw was astonished. They didn't expect that the mysterious man in black turned out to be Brother Ping, a fellow Taoist who had disappeared for a long time.
Many dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, and creatures who lived in Luohu's time know about this legendary Taoist Brother Ping.
There was no time when this person showed up that he didn't cause chaos.
Douluo Hu, Zixiao Palace beats out all the saints now, monopolizes the futon, sells the opportunity to become a saint, and monopolizes the innate spiritual treasures seven gourds and banana leaves.
Whenever he is around, he will always be the most dazzling among the crowd, and treasures can only fall into his hands.
But everyone also knew that Brother Ping kept his word and didn't take the treasure seriously at all. He was just curious.
Whatever he gets, he will eventually give it to all living beings, even the holy status that everyone envies, he will not care about.
Especially those who had been taught the skills by Wang Ping, they even lamented that the method of becoming a saint was thrown away without frowning, who would have such ambition.
In terms of the number one person throughout history, it is none other than Taoist Brother Pingge.
