Seeing that Hongjun did not embarrass Tongtian and the others, Wang Ping turned and left.
The most important thing now is strength.
As long as his strength improves, defeating Hongjun will not be easy.
Wang Ping found a deserted place and slipped into the demon refining pot space.
I believe that with his beating, Hongjun is unlikely to do anything.
Even if he does it, it won't be too late for him to come out and deal with Hongjun when the time comes.
In the demon refining pot, Wang Ping went back to meet everyone in the sea area.
At this moment, everyone is working feverishly to develop the demon refining pot space, and each one is more motivated than the other.
"very nice."
Wang Ping's eyes flashed, knowing that these guys would be fine.
No one who entered his demon refining pot wanted to get out.
Involuntarily, Wang Ping became curious about the Demon Refining Pot again. What kind of treasure was the Demon Refining Pot given to him by the system.
No matter how he looked at it, Wang Ping felt it was abnormal.
There are countless treasures. As his cultivation improves, the quality of the treasures can also improve, right?
There must be some earth-shattering secret hidden in it, but he doesn't know it yet.
In addition, there are still creatures from the Infinite Era, the Taichu Era, and the Origin Era outside that are about to wake up.
Wang Ping even felt that the creatures from the Hongmeng era would reappear.
Why do creatures from these eras gather together at this time? It seems abnormal.
And to think that in so many eras, there are countless strong people who can't lose the prestige of his fellow Taoist brother Ping, so he must become stronger.
As long as he is strong enough, no matter what happens to him, he can handle it with ease.
Without too much nonsense, Wang Ping took a tour of the demon refining pot and chose to practice.
After taking out the Immortal Crystal, Wang Ping quickly fell into a state of cultivation.
Time flies so long, it’s hard to tell how many years it has been in the blink of an eye.
Wang Ping's cultivation level is improving crazily every day.
On this day, when the last piece of immortal crystal was refined, an extremely powerful aura emanated from Wang Ping's body.
"What state have I reached?"
Slowly opening his eyes, Wang Ping was a little confused.
Anyway, it feels like it has improved a lot, but Wang Ping is not sure to what level he has improved to.
He only cares about improving, and doesn’t care about what level he reaches when he improves.
The system smiled and said: "Ten turns."
"What, only ten turns?"
Wang Ping, whose mouth twitched, was speechless.
The system didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's already turned ten, what are you still thinking about? You don't know how many people envy your improvement speed."
"I can't see it. He has just improved so much. Gou Hongjun's cultivation seems to be no slower than mine."
Wang Ping curled his lips and did not agree with the system's statement.
The system said: "Hongjun is in harmony with the way of heaven. He can be so fast by cultivating from the origin of the ancient world, but even so, he may not be faster than the host you."
"Okay, okay, how many years have passed, what's going on outside now?"
Wang Ping didn't pay much attention to this issue. Originally, Wang Ping just talked about it casually.
The system said: "For more than 100 million years, Wuzhiqi has been causing floods outside, and Dayu is leading the human race to fight with Wuzhiqi."
The stunned Wang Ping scratched his head, one of the four monkeys in this world!
Go out after a while and subdue the monkey.
The four monkeys in this world inherit the destiny of heaven and earth, and they are all rare talents when they are cultivated.
After suppressing Wuzhi Qi, Dayu was about to establish the Xia Dynasty. A few hundred years later, there would be a great catastrophe.
But soon, Wang Ping thought of the time mentioned by the system just now, and his expression suddenly froze.
Why is this thing over 100 million years old? Are you sure you're not mistaken?
"System, are you sure it's more than 100 million years ago?"
Wang Ping asked the system uncertainly. In his opinion, it was only a few hundred years old.
It took more than 100 million years to improve the strength of the fifth rank, and it feels like a big loss!
The system said: "That's right, it's been more than 100 million years. Do you think the immortal crystal is so easy to refine?"
When Wang Ping heard the system confirm again, the corner of his mouth twitched wildly. If this time had passed so fast, it would have been gone for a hundred million years.
"That's not right, system, does the human race have such a long history?"
After thinking for a while, Wang Ping asked uncertainly.
The system said: "Don't judge by the inherent point of view you had before time travel. What you know is just the furthest human being you can find at your level at that time."
"But if it's not discovered, doesn't it mean it doesn't exist? That's right, even if it's not discovered, what should exist will still exist."
Listening to the system's answer, Wang Ping nodded silently.
Indeed, not discovering it does not mean it does not exist. Looking at the development of things from a fixed point of view is destined to be inaccurate.
If we look at it this way now, wouldn't it mean that human beings have a history of hundreds of millions of years?
Wang Ping was a little dumbfounded. If he told it, no one in future generations would believe it. They would also say that he was talking nonsense and misleading the public.
In the end, Wang Ping accepted that more than 100 million years had passed.
More than 100 million years have passed, and the changes are undoubtedly huge.
In the Demon Refining Pot, although there are not as many saints as dogs, there are really many.
The original Twelve Ancestral Witches, Donghuang Taiyi, Dijun, Kunpeng and others, and even Ziwei, Gou Chen and others who came in later, all broke through and became saints.
Many people in the sea area and those brought out from the Great Desolate Abyss have also reached the level of saints.
Of course, there are many people from the Panda Clan, Demonic Dragon Clan and Nine-tailed Fox Clan who have been conquered by King Ping of the Sea Region and have become saints.
Seeing the people of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan, Wang Ping remembered something. He said that he wanted to resurrect the people of the Qingqiu Fox Clan when he became a saint, but he had not cared about it until now.
"System, how to revive?"
Wang Ping asked the system, and the system quickly taught Wang Ping a technique to condense the physical body.
Then the system waved its hand, and the souls of the Fox Ancestor and the Fox Clan Sacrifice Formation appeared one after another.
Wang Ping followed the techniques given by the system, sucked in wisps of various auras from the world, and also incorporated a lot of materials into the souls of everyone in Qingqiu.
Then Wang Ping entered a series of magic techniques and worked hard for a long time before giving up.
Even with Wang Ping's current strength, he was exhausted and sweating profusely after finishing his work.
"It's really not easy to resurrect a person, something that goes against heaven's will."
Wang Ping muttered, he is a saint now, but he really can't do it if he doesn't become a saint.
However, despite this, everyone in the Fox Clan did not resurrect immediately, but needed a period of time to gather and restore their bodies.
Wang Ping found Xian'er and took care of the resurrected Fox clan members.
"Master, don't worry, Xian'er will definitely revive them smoothly."
Nodding, Xian'er replied.
Wang Ping was naturally very relieved. Nothing had happened to him, not to mention that no one in the Demon Refining Pot could do anything to Xian'er, the weapon spirit.
The reason why Wang Ping asked Xian'er to take care of her was because he was afraid that his daughter Hu Xiaoqi and Fan Xiaotuan would cause trouble.
"Where is this?"
At this moment, a soft and charming voice suddenly came from Wang Ping's arms.
Wang Ping was stunned for a while, then reached out and felt something furry from his arms.
