"Fortunately, there is only one such powerful monk in this snowy mountain. If a few more come, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it anymore."
Qiu Ping seemed to be able to deal with ordinary monks in the First Holy Land with ease.
With the help of the power of the two paths of time and space, any existence below the level of an immortal would find it difficult to survive a single round under his hands.
The peripheral vision of his eyes occasionally fell on Qi Duo. After confirming that the opponent was gradually being suppressed by the Meishan Divine Weapons, he felt lucky in his heart.
In just half a day, the Meishan Divine Soldiers formed a dragnet and completely banned Qi Duo. No other monks could escape, thus declaring that the first holy place in the Snowy Mountains had been destroyed.
Ao Cang, who had been hiding behind the Meishan Divine Soldier, looked at all this and felt even more depressed.
He found helplessly that the gap between himself and this loach seemed to be getting wider and wider.
Those opponents who were extremely weak under Qiu Ping actually had at least twenty or thirty people with Yuanshen strength.
But no one is the enemy of Qiu Pingyihe.
"Congratulations, Lord Tiju, for wiping out the first holy land in the Snowy Mountains in one fell swoop. That Qiduo is the best master in the Snowy Mountains. Even he was defeated by you, and the others are not worth mentioning."
The old ghost on the side stepped forward impatiently and complimented him, with a bright smile on his face, as if he was the one who had just killed everyone.
Qiu Ping blushed a little when he said that. If he could defeat the monk, it was because Meishan's soldiers and horses held back most of the opponent's energy. Otherwise, he might not be able to seize the opportunity.
But no matter what, the ending is good after all.
"Sir, let's go to the small world of the First Holy Land first and get the loot first."
The old ghost quietly approached Qiu Ping's ear and whispered.
According to the rules of this Northern Expedition, once they leave the scope of Shinto, any god can get 80% of the loot captured and only need to turn in 20%.
Shinto is not coveting the wealth of its subordinates. The reason for promulgating such regulations is just because it is afraid that the gods of all walks of life will completely lose their respect for Shinto, and it uses this form to let them remember the existence of Shinto.
Qiu Ping felt something strange in his heart, but he thought about what happened in the Third Holy Land and calmed down immediately.
He had suffered a big loss because of greed before. Once he was bitten by a snake, he would not dare to enter the Holy Land of the Snowy Mountains casually.
"Don't talk nonsense. Our mission has not been completed yet. How can we just fight for personal gain? Wait until the Snowy Mountains are completely pacified before we talk about anything else."
Although Qiu Ping's heart was bleeding, he still spoke uprightly and rejected the old ghost's proposal.
The old ghost was wondering in his heart, this kid had taken the wrong medicine. How could he change his money-grubbing face so easily?
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The ten holy places in the Snowy Mountains are distributed throughout the thousands of miles of snowy mountains. For the gods, this distance is only a blink of an eye.
The news of the destruction of the First Holy Land also reached the ears of the other Holy Lands.
At this moment, they also knew the power of Shinto soldiers and horses. Although they were obsessed with their own holy land, they quickly packed up some important treasures and then continued to flee to the west.
After Qiu Ping heard that they were escaping to the west, he immediately mobilized his troops and pursued them.
The entire Northland is nearly 100,000 miles in radius, and the area is extremely vast, but places truly suitable for human survival are extremely rare, and it is even difficult for practitioners to survive in most places.
Because there are too few spiritual essences in the void, the vitality of the world is seriously insufficient, which is enough to trap any life here.
It is rumored that traveling westward along the Northland will lead to a real desperate situation. Unless one uses ultra-long-distance teleportation or crosses with the physical bodies of gods and bodhisattvas, it is almost impossible to survive.
"Mother Xipi, these bald donkeys run so fast."
Qiu Ping stood on the top of the clouds, with black clouds rolling around him, and the Meishan soldiers and horses were surrounded by evil spirits. They formed a huge encirclement in the formation of "a long snake", constantly chasing the remnants of the Snow Mountain.
In the vast and boundless Northland wilderness, a snow-white wilderness between heaven and earth, this team riding the clouds looked so dazzling.
However, although Meishan's soldiers and horses were powerful, they were not moving very fast, at least not as fast as Qiu Ping himself could move forward.
Even as time goes by, the distance between the two parties continues to widen.
But Qiu Ping did not rush forward. Although this group of monks was being chased around, there were at least seven immortal-level masters among them. What they were afraid of was not the little loach, but the power of Shinto behind him.
If these people are really pushed into a hurry, Qiu Ping will be the unlucky one.
Besides, the environment here is getting worse and worse. If the consumption is too high, there may be a risk of death.
This job is for the public, but your life is your own. Little Loach still makes a very clear distinction.
A few hundred yuan a month, why are you working so hard?
"Kakakaka."
As he went deeper and deeper into the north, Ao Cang's teeth began to chatter.
He is the weakest. Although he has the body of a true dragon, he is increasingly unable to withstand this environment.
And because he is a true dragon, he is more dependent on the spiritual essence. As the concentration of the spiritual essence around him continues to decrease, he feels that his body is getting weaker and weaker.
On the contrary, Laogui and Meishan Bingma were born as ghosts and were more adaptable to such a cold environment.
"Crack, click, click."
The little loach took out a red fruit from the space between scales, held it and started to chew on it.
In fact, he was also afraid of the cold. Although he was not as miserable as Ao Cang, he still lazily didn't want to move. Fortunately, there are a lot of pure Yang fruits in the space of his scales. After eating a few, his whole body will feel warm.
"boom."
Qiu Ping and others were chasing forward, but suddenly, a huge blizzard rose from the void in front of them.
Each snowflake was like a sharp blade, cutting towards their bodies.
"go."
Qiu Ping was not afraid at all when he saw this. He stretched out his hand and drew in the void in front of him. The space in front of him was cut open like a white paper. The dangerous space turbulence was about to engulf everything in the material world.
When the wind and snow in front of him passed through the space in front of him, it immediately split into two parts and spread out in all directions.
Although this scene was an understatement, it made Lao Gui and Ao Cang's eyes twitch wildly.
He has mastered the art of space so exquisitely without even becoming an immortal. This level of space talent is too monstrous.
"Let's stay here and don't go any further. If these monks can really break through the desperate situation of heaven and earth, it will be considered their luck."
However, although Qiu Ping solved the blizzard, he also felt a serious lack of spiritual essence.
Now every time you move forward, the risk factor will increase exponentially.
As the head coach now, Qiu Ping also has to consider the safety of the entire team.
Following his order, Meishan's soldiers and horses stopped, but did not return.
They just want to block here and force everyone in Daxue Mountain to be unable to turn back. Otherwise, if the group of monks repeatedly fight guerrillas with them and others, the future will be difficult.
Qiu Ping stood on a high place and looked into the distance.
Because there was no obstruction here, he could see very far, and he could vaguely see some figures hundreds of miles away from them.
If he wants to chase him, he only needs to use the prototype of the realm to catch up in a breath.
But then he might have to face the siege of several masters. Coupled with the harsh and unknown environment here, Qiu Ping didn't want to take risks.
"What a pity. The most valuable treasures should have been taken away by the monks."
Qiu Ping felt slightly heartbroken, hoping that he would be promoted to a noble rank by King Mingliang this time, so that he could make up for his pain.
"Huh? Why do I seem to see a face?"
Qiu Ping stared at the bare backs of the monks' heads. After all, these people were escaping behind him.
But why could he see a face? Could someone be looking back at him?
The little loach's eyes widened, wanting to see clearly.
But suddenly, the face approached him at an extremely fast speed, and appeared less than ten miles away from the little loach in a matter of breaths.
The little loach was so frightened that when he took a step back, the man had already appeared less than a hundred feet away from him.
"Enemy attack! Be alert!"
Little Loach took a step back, and Meishan soldiers and horses quickly gathered to protect him in the middle.
This gave him a sense of security.
It was only at this time that Qiu Ping could really see the other party's appearance clearly.
This person is extremely thin and tall, with deep features and a spiral-shaped bun on the top of his head. The skin is a light golden color. Although it looks weird, it gives people an inexplicable sacred feeling.
A brilliant wheel of golden light circulated behind him, making his whole person pure and ethereal.
The moment he saw this person, Qiu Ping didn't dare to move.
That senior man could still sneak up on him, but in front of the man in front of him, he didn't even have the guts to make a move.
"Infinite... Infinite Pure Light Subtle Golden Wheel... is... is..."
The old ghost on the side was trembling, and his teeth were chattering much faster than Ao Cang.
"What do you mean?"
Qiu Ping turned his head. Although this man looked very powerful, he was not so scared.
"Bodhisattva of the tenth level! This person is Bodhisattva of the tenth level!"
The old ghost screamed and almost fainted.
"Um...didn't understand."
"The Bodhisattva of the Tenth Level is the highest attainment status of a Buddhist Bodhisattva, as good as... as good as the Golden Immortal."
"Snapped."
The little loach was so frightened that he squatted on the ground, his crotch feeling wet.
Immortals, celestial beings, golden immortals.
This is almost the top existence anywhere in the sky and on the earth. What kind of evil have I done? How could I encounter such a perversion?
His knees were weak, and he couldn't help but start to kneel down to beg for mercy, but found that this person happened to be looking at him.
Just looking at each other, Qiu Ping felt that the Taiyuan Tianchi was collapsing and countless golden lotuses were withering. Buddha's light burst out in his consciousness, and he felt a desire to take refuge.
This person seems to be transforming himself.
Little Loach, however, had no ability to resist at all. His two laws of time and space and all his magical powers were no match for the opponent's glance.
His proud leapfrog combat ability is as ridiculous as a baby in front of the opponent.
"It's over."
An idea flashed through Qiu Ping's mind, and he had no choice but to let others take advantage of him.
"boom."
But at this moment, an extremely brilliant wheel of merit appeared behind Qiu Ping's head, like a rising sun.
A soft and tough force repels the man's power.
"Um?"
There was finally a hint of fluctuation in this man's eyes, and he seemed to be more interested in Qiu Ping.
However, it was just a little more interesting.
The golden light of the merit of one hundred thousand people may be very powerful to ordinary immortals, but it is not that surprising to Bodhisattvas of the tenth level who have attained eternal enlightenment and whose realm will never regress.
He was just curious as to why this little loach with such a low level had such strong merits.
Also, he saw many messy causes and effects from this little loach, and there were even several lines of cause and effect that even he couldn't see clearly.
"Such talents and beauties should be destined to be part of my Buddhist sect, so they would be happier than becoming a sixth-grade minor god." Although this man did not open his mouth, his voice rang in Qiu Ping's heart.
The round light behind him suddenly became more dazzling, instantly overwhelming Qiu Ping's golden light of merit.
Qiu Ping had no way to resist at this moment and had no choice but to let the other party do what he did.
"Chichi."
However, in the next moment, a mass of black energy suddenly appeared on this person's body, and then it turned into black lines like gangrene attached to the bone and spread crazily on his body.
It also made his seemingly divine torso have many ugliness and defects.
But Qiu Ping's golden light of merit, which was originally suppressed, seemed to have increased tenfold in strength at this moment, directly ejecting the man.
"What happened?"
Little Loach was a little confused about the current situation. Could it be that he had a domineering spirit in him and had injured this person?
After the monk was sent flying for dozens of miles, he slowly floated in the void with a distorted expression on his face.
Unsightly black lines proliferated and spread crazily on his body, but no matter how much power he used, they could not be removed.
"I was still thinking about how big a fish I could catch this time. It turns out it's you, the Supreme King Bodhisattva. It's a pity that this bait is here."
"Hahaha, how does this calamity taste? But it was made by you Buddhists. As a senior Buddhist, you just have a chance to taste it."
The void in front of Qiu Ping twisted slightly, and a dark figure slowly walked out.
But it was Heizhenjun.
Although he was smiling, there was no smile on his face.
The little loach on the side was full of questions.
"Fishing? What fishing? Who is the bait? It can't be me. You guys always like to use fish to go fishing. Isn't it interesting?"
The monk said nothing, but tried his best to dispel the aura of calamity around him.
Although he is immortal, these negative tribulations are extremely stubborn, and it will take a long time for him to get rid of them.
But in this current environment, the enemy cannot tolerate his safe refining.
As expected, these Shinto people are all very cunning and cunning, and they actually planned something on this little loach.
"Although the bait was a little wasted, I finally caught a Shiji Bodhisattva, so I was able to get my money back."
After his words fell, the sky turned completely dark, and the light between heaven and earth seemed to be completely sucked away, leaving only the purest black.
The vast ice field fell into eternal night.
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