"Arrogant, you didn't even defeat me."
Indra spoke angrily, almost exploding with anger.
Wang Ping waved his hand: "Go, go, go, I'm still not defeated after this, if I keep fighting, what if I accidentally kill you."
"This divine master has some unique tricks here, but you won't be able to resist them."
Indra was furious, but he had to admit that this divine master was terrifyingly powerful, both in terms of his methods and his fighting spirit.
Rutoluo said: "Indra, let's do it. I want to see how he can penetrate three times without taking a breath, and even exhaustion can kill him."
Wang Ping said cheerfully: "Come on then, open your eyes and look carefully to see how this divine master behaves."
"Indra, stop fighting with him. Go and see that monk and see what he does."
At this time, Tianbo Shun, one of the four demon kings, spoke.
Indra nodded, and then turned into a stream of light, heading straight to the direction from which the Buddha's light came in the distance.
"Congratulations to the host, you got a bag of spicy strips."
When Indra flew away, the system voice appeared and gave Wang Ping a reward.
Wang Ping chose to accept it and extracted it.
It was no different from what he had seen before traveling through time. It was packed in a bag and was oily.
But since the system says that this spicy tiao is not that spicy tiao, it must be different.
Just when Wang Ping was wondering whether to study it first, the system sound appeared again.
"It is detected that the host wants to challenge the three demon generals, please choose."
"One, give up the plan and reward the cultivation worth ten years."
"Two, reveal your identity, defeat with all your strength, and be rewarded with a Ten Thousand Star Grass."
"Three, defeat him as the little gun master in Langli, and you will be rewarded with three bottles of beer."
Wang Ping was stunned for a moment, and his expression froze slightly after hearing the voice.
Why, I gave you hot strips and beer. When did the system become a canteen?
"Ahem, this beer is not that beer, whoever drinks it knows."
The system coughed lightly and explained to Wang Ping.
Speechless Wang Ping rolled his eyes and became really curious about the mystery of the beer given by the system.
"Why, I don't dare to fight anymore, Heavenly Master, that's all."
Seeing Wang Ping's expression changing, Rutoro sneered and spoke.
Wang Ping came back to his senses and said angrily: "Who told you that you don't dare anymore? Come on, come on, come here."
"We won't bully you. Recover your mana before fighting again, so you won't have to make excuses if you lose."
Rutoro did not take action immediately and hummed.
Wang Ping pouted: "That's not necessary. Since you don't take action, I will take action first."
As he spoke, Wang Ping rushed out.
Rutoluo, whose expression changed slightly, came out with an ax to fight with Wang Ping.
In addition to the three demon generals, there was also Tianbo Xun waiting for him to complete the mission. Wang Ping did not want to waste time.
After a simple fight with a few moves, Wang Ping's big move hit him directly.
War Dragon Strike, Gale Meteor Sting, Light Explosion Technique, etc. all come together to blow Rutoro into confusion.
"Next!"
When Rutoro appeared with an ugly face and serious injuries, Wang Ping said arrogantly with a gun on his shoulder.
The livid Rutoro gritted his teeth: "You must have consumed a lot. I want to see how you defeat the Ghost Mother and Vishnu next."
"Keep your eyes open and see my invincible magic."
Wang Ping spoke cheerfully and threw the ancient life-sustaining technique on him.
This ancient life-sustaining technique not only restores life, but also restores all negative states.
Mana consumption is also a kind of negative state, which can be restored by using the ancient life-sustaining technique.
I have to say that this ancient life-extending art is really abnormal. Wang Ping was suddenly very curious about the place where this ancient art appeared.
Then what kind of place and what kind of talent must be in order to develop this kind of technique.
"What, you?"
Feeling that the aura on Wang Ping's body quickly recovered, and soon he was in full strength, the expression on Rutoro's face froze.
No matter how hard Rutuolo tried, he never thought that Wang Ping would have such a method.
This is not some foreign object, but one's own method, and there is nothing wrong with using it in the competition.
"Hey, surprise or no surprise, do you think that this divine master doesn't have any ability and dares to act casually? Hahahaha."
Wang Ping laughed and glared at Rutoro triumphantly.
Looking at Rutuolo who looked extremely ugly, Wang Ping turned his eyes and looked at Vishnu and the Ghost Mother next to him.
"If that doesn't work, why don't you two come together? I'm not afraid."
The strength of Ghost Mother and Vishnu is lower than that of Indra and Rutoro, and they are only in the mid-stage of quasi-sage.
His eyes flashed, and Vishnu said: "This is what you said."
"Yes, that's what I said, you two together."
Wang Ping nodded happily. In fact, he knew that the Ghost Mother and Vishnu had a way of cooperating with each other, and they were no match for the ordinary quasi-sage who joined forces.
But the problem is, Brother Ping, how can he be a simple person?
Even if he doesn't use all the means, his fellow Taoist Brother Ping's abilities are not comparable to just anyone.
The ghost mother and Vishnu looked at each other and both walked out.
The ghost mother made the first move, casting a spell to summon nine ghost children and killing Wang Ping.
"Hehehehe, jiejiejiejie, hahahaha, hehehehe, quack..."
The nine little ghosts each let out different laughter, which made people's hair stand on end.
Wang Ping curled his lips and played tricks to fool people. He really thought he could scare his fellow Taoist Brother Ping!
A ball of light appeared in his hand, and Wang Ping threw it out.
However, Wang Ping was surprised to find that the nine imps were very fast, dodging the light balls and quickly heading towards him.
Behind him, the ghost mother followed closely and cooperated with the nine little ghosts to attack Wang Ping's vital points.
The Ghost Mother is also called the Nine Sons Ghost Mother, and she is quite famous in ancient times.
However, neither Xiaogui nor Xiaoxiao is there, and there is still a long way to go before he is a great leader at the top.
As for Wang Ping, he doesn't even pay attention to those top-level great men.
"To be honest, I don't want to bully you, but what I want is the result, and I don't want to play with you."
Wang Ping's figure flickered, he glanced at Vishnu who was summoning someone in the distance, and shook his head.
As he spoke, Wang Ping directly used the ancient purification technique.
Light cyan light emanated from him as the center, covering the nine little ghosts and the ghost mother in the blink of an eye.
The power cultivated by the Asura clan is undoubtedly a type of Yin energy.
Especially the nine little ghosts summoned by the Ghost Mother were made from resentment combined with many heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
This kind of thing is just dregs in front of the ancient art of purification.
The light cyan light passed by, and the nine little ghosts who were charging towards Wang Ping with ferocious expressions let out ear-piercing screams and turned around to run away, as if they had seen something terrifying.
The ghost mother, who was stunned for a moment, also hurriedly retreated, with a look of deep horror in her eyes.
From those green lights, she actually felt a strong sense of danger.
The blue light moved forward quickly and appeared in front of Vishnu in the blink of an eye.
At this time, Vishnu had finished casting the spell, and a huge portal appeared in front of her out of thin air.
On the border around the portal, there is a huge monster pattern carved on it.
The whole thing looks like it's not so much a portal as it is a monster with its mouth wide open, trying to choose people and devour them.
