"go!"
Wang Ping raised his hand and pointed, and nine flying swords roared out and attacked the wind dragon that rushed forward first.
Although it is an illusion, the wind dragon is extremely real. It opens its mouth and spits out a wind blade.
But it is of course impossible to stop Wang Ping's flying swords like this.
Those nine flying swords were as flexible as Wang Ping's arms.
Passing through the dense wind blades, the nine swords slashed hard at the wind dragon.
Even though the wind dragon was strong, there were numerous cuts on its body.
A faint smile appeared in Wang Ping's eyes and he continued to attack.
Even compared to other people, he also has means!
After the anti-war immortal magic was cast, ten figures who looked exactly like Wang Ping, but with weaker auras appeared.
Without any nonsense, these ten clones faced the remaining thunder giants and other things and killed them.
One of the clones took action, striking the palm of the divine god in front of him, and knocked the long electric python staggering.
The other clone used the Shadowless Kick Technique and kicked the Rainwater Sword away with random kicks.
There were two more clones who used the cloud-dispelling palm technique together to stop the thunder giant.
These ten clones can use a series of methods that Wang Ping knows, and their strength is not that weak.
Hongjun stared at this scene with cold eyes, raised his hand and pointed, the sky cracked, and huge fireballs fell from the sky.
Looking at this scene, Wang Ping shook his head. Why don't you compare yourself with others? You must compete with him.
The ten clones and his own body burst into flames, and the falling fireballs turned into pieces and poured into Wang Ping's body before they hit him.
Even if Hongjun was using the Law of Heaven, it would be of no use in front of the Heavenly Fire God-Burning Technique that was rewarded by the system.
"What method is this?"
Hongjun's eyes showed a hint of shock and he couldn't help but ask.
Wang Ping smiled playfully: "I want to know, okay, call me daddy."
"Ba Ba?"
With a look of astonishment on his face, Hongjun asked subconsciously.
Wang Ping laughed loudly: "Oh, my good son, your scream is so sweet."
"Looking for death, you dare to play tricks on me."
Hongjun was furious, why didn't he know that this Ba Ba was probably his father's intention.
"That's right, even if I'm playing tricks on you, even if you accept me as your father, I won't tell you what tricks I used."
Wang Ping nodded happily, not giving Hongjun any face.
If he hadn't had some means before, he would have died in Hongjun's hands long ago, and how could he be here now?
And this time, Hongjun also came to kill him, so why should he be polite to Hongjun.
For his own people, fellow Taoist Brother Ping can dig deep into his heart, and his good deeds are boundless.
But when it comes to enemies, his brother Ping's principle is never to be polite and to kill them all.
Hongjun, who looked gloomy, raised his hand this time, and dozens of giant frost birds flew down from the sky.
These are not real creatures. Just like before, they are all transformed by the rules of heaven.
Watching indifferently, Wang Ping suddenly took out the Xingchen Biluo Sword and turned it into a sword.
But this time it was different from before. This time the sword was filled with flames.
Wang Ping did not give up on the Heavenly Fire God-Burning Technique when he used the art of combining human and sword.
Boom boom boom boom!
Wang Ping circled and landed on the ground, turning into a human form.
In the sky, those ten giant frost birds suddenly turned into ice slag.
The Heavenly Fire God-Burning Technique is not only immune to fire, but is also very resistant to ice.
When Wang Ping and Hongjun fought, people from all over the wilderness were watching.
"Is this the strength of Brother Ping?"
In Nuwa Palace, Nuwa's eyes flashed slightly. She was not a saint but had such fighting power. She was indeed worthy of him.
However, Brother Ping, why did he have a conflict with the teacher?
Nuwa frowned slightly, remembering what Wang Ping said before, working with Tiandao to absorb the origin of the ancient world?
Isn't the Tao of Heaven the prehistoric consciousness? Why does it want to absorb itself with the teacher of Hedao?
In the Bajing Palace, the Supreme Being pondered, "What is the Tao? Is the Tao of Heaven the Tao?"
Could it be that the Tao is not the Tao of Heaven? There is another Tao?
The way of heaven itself will not absorb its own origin. Is it possible that it is not the prehistoric consciousness?
The Supreme Leader suddenly had a bold idea, and his whole body was shocked.
If that's the case, that's a big problem.
But that’s not right. Although I have little contact with the teacher, the teacher preaches to all sentient beings and guides them in their cultivation. He doesn’t look like a bad person!
The Supreme Being frowned and thought hard while watching Wang Ping and Hongjun fight.
From the fight between the two, the Supreme Master's understanding of Tao has deepened a lot.
Apart from anything else, among the three pure beings, Taishang's understanding is definitely the best.
In Biyou Palace, Tongtian looked at the battle with burning eyes.
After watching for a while, Tongtian looked down at himself and frowned.
He should have been happy and excited when he saw his eldest brother. Deep down in his heart, he was indeed like this, very happy and excited.
But why, he couldn't be happy or excited, as if his emotions were locked up by something.
"A saint, ruthless and without desire?"
Tongtian frowned, how could a saint be so ruthless and desireless?
In his view, becoming a saint is not about losing one's feelings, but being omnipotent.
But now that he can't do anything, he always feels that he is no longer the same person.
Tongtian suddenly wondered, is there something wrong with his method of becoming a saint?
With this thought in his mind, coupled with doubts about why he was unhappy, the three sealed corpses in Tongtian's heart struggled hard.
Among the Three Pure Ones, Tongtian is the most affectionate, and he has always had deep feelings for Wang Ping.
Thinking of the days he spent with Wang Ping before becoming a saint, Tongtian felt very happy.
But now, he wants to be happy, excited, happy, but he can't do it. What kind of saint is he?
"Could it be that the teacher tricked me, but at that time my eldest brother seemed to agree that I should become my teacher?"
Tongtian's eyes flickered and he fell into deep thought.
In addition to Sanqing and Nuwa, the Second Sage of the West is also watching the war.
In addition, there are quasi-sages such as Emperor Dongyue, Zhen Yuanzi, Kong Xuan, Patriarch Minghe, etc.
Everyone has different thoughts when watching the war, and many people have more or less different gains when watching the war.
Regarding Wang Ping, many people were amazed that the Taoist Brother Ping, who was worthy of being famous back then, could actually compete with Tao Ancestor.
At the scene of the battle, seeing Wang Ping neutralize his moves, Hongjun used other attacks again with a cold face.
For a moment, monsters condensed by various laws of heaven attacked Wang Ping.
These monsters contain different powers of heaven and are not so easy to deal with.
But Wang Ping is not that simple. He uses various magical powers and spells obtained from the system one after another.
"Damn it, you are by no means a prehistoric creature. Where did you come from?"
Seeing the methods Wang Ping used that he had never seen or heard of, Hongjun vaguely guessed something.
Those methods were very advanced in his opinion. If Wang Ping was as strong as him, he wouldn't be sure to stop them.
"I was born and raised in the ancient world, is it possible that there are other worlds? If I can't create it with waste, do you think I can't create it too?"
Wang Ping pretended to be dumbfounded and looked at Hongjun jokingly.
Hearing Wang Ping's shameless words, the system was speechless. There was no one else as shameless as the host.
It was obviously obtained from him, so how could it be his own creation?
