Immortal Cultivators Transmigrates Into Doomsday, I Am A Devil Cultivator

【184】The So-Called Power Of Fetters, Why Should You Touch The Hard Work And Sweat Of Others (Please

The time for half a stick of incense passed quickly.

With the sound of "start" on the deck.

All the new disciples of Wang Dao Sect jumped from the heavenly official to the minister of Wangyue mountain range like shooting stars.

A huge golden water curtain rises, and above it is the scene of various places in the Wangyue Mountain Range, among which the figures of newcomer disciples of Wangdao Sect begin to appear.

just go down.

The battle began.

I saw these immature monks, either alone or in groups, started hunting monsters.

"Elder Mu, these disciples this year are all young dragons and young phoenixes, especially the brothers and sisters Muze and Nangong, who have physical talents that are rare in a thousand years.

The Elder Dujiejingmu who spoke earlier smiled: "Yes, these are good seedlings of my Forgotten Dao Sect. It is the current danger. We hope that the Dao Sect and the Seven Blood Sect will be at war soon, and the borders have been opened. It's a fight."

"The demon head of the Seven Blood Sect even said that he would choose the demons in the battle with our Wang Dao Sect. This time, those demon cubs became even more crazy."

"I hope they can grow up quickly. This generation of disciples can be said to be one of the most talented generations since I joined Wang Dao Sect for thousands of years. We must protect them well."

"After this experience is over, we will bring people back quickly."

The Disaster Realm disciple next to him asked: "Then the situation is so special now, should we speed up the pace for these juniors?"

The accelerated pace in this population is to go to the Wangyue Mountains to drive out the beast tide.

Elder Mu thought.

I don't know how long the battle with the Seven Blood Sect will last. To experience more fights in advance and accumulate some experience may also be a help to them in the future.

Just when he was about to agree with the disciple's words.

A booming sound was heard in the distance.

Smoke and dust billowed in the sky.

The sound of battle resounded from all over the Mochizuki Mountain Range.

In an instant, the demonic energy soared to the sky!

"Moxiu!! How could there be Moxiu here!!"

Someone exclaimed.

Everyone turned their heads to look into the light curtain, only to see that in the picture, the countless magic cultivators manifested their real bodies and rushed out from the Moon-Watching Mountain Range.

And all of them are wearing the costumes of the Seven Blood Sect.

These freshmen disciples of Wang Dao Sect, who have almost never personally experienced life-and-death battles, can't be the opponents of these veteran magic cultivator disciples.

The massacre unfolded in an instant.

The elders of Wang Daozong were stupid.

At the junction of the Wild Continent and the Demon Land, how could there be a demon cultivator, or the demon cultivator of the Seven Blood Sect!!?

"Not good!! They are here for the freshmen disciples!!! Hurry up and save them!!"

Unfortunately it was too late.

The tribulation-crossing elder yelled furiously: "How dare the devil cultivator slaughter the disciples of my sect!!!!"

Raising his hand, he saw 887 sky runes emerging, gathering into a boundless ocean, about to wash down.

But the next moment.

Cracks spread all over the sky where the runes gathered.

There was a crisp breaking sound.

The surrounding void rippled.

One after another figures walked out of it, and in the blink of an eye, the surroundings of the spirit boat were filled with demon cultivators with extraordinary aura.

"Using the big to bully the small is not what righteous people should do.

"Wu Ping!!!!"

Everyone exclaimed in unison.

This iconic dress, as well as the powerful aura that is completely inconsistent with the realm, makes it almost unnecessary to guess the identity of the visitor.

In addition, the Demon Cultivator of the Seven Blood Sect here...

It's over, something will happen today.

With Wu Ping at his side, Mozun walked out while turning.

Although, like this elder, his superficial realm manifested the Transcendence Tribulation Realm, but the aura in it was terrifying many times.

The elder of Wang Dao Sect said with a gloomy face: "You wait for the demon cultivator!!!"

"Wu Ping, you are the top three in the young honor list, and you actually do such a plot, aren't you afraid that the world will laugh at you, they are just a group of children, let them go [I will be your opponent!!!"

The cold-faced man stepped forward with one step, and the long sword in his hand was immediately stained with Shen Xi.

Sanhua's cultivation base can be seen at a glance, the turbulence dissipates, and there is no cloud for a moment.

But he managed to disperse the white clouds covering the sky, but he couldn't rush up to the demon clouds covering the hearts of these Wang Dao Sect disciples.

Wu Ping looked: "You deserve it too?"

As the words fell, countless black talismans emerged, gradually forming a huge disk above the sky, and the terrifying suppressing force fell instantly.

boom!!!

In just a split second, all the disciples of Wang Dao Sect on the spirit boat were crushed to death on the plank of the boat, unable to move an inch.

Dizang Zhenhai Jing.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva can use it to suppress the enemy Huaxian. Now Wu Ping uses it to deal with a group of disciples who are Sanhua and calamities. If they can still make mistakes, he doesn't need to practice.

It's just a shame.

The disciples of Wang Dao Sect couldn't believe that Wu Ping was so strong.

They have heard about it all the time, but they have never met Wu Ping.

They thought in their hearts that even if this person is strong, at least they have the right to be broken rather than whole.

But who ever thought.

As soon as Wu Ping made a move, he and the others were on the board of the boat, like the tail of a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

The crowd could only cast their hopes on Elder Mu who was in the Tribulation Realm, and turned their heads to look with difficulty.

But the situation that caught their eyes made them unacceptable!

Crossing the Tribulation Realm!!!

That is an elder who has crossed the Tribulation Realm!!!

In their field of vision, the mighty and powerful man was nailed to the void by five strange (ciad) nails, nailing his limbs and body to death.

Blood flowed.

That's right, it was a sneak attack.

And the one who made the move was the Demon Lord Liantian.

Although the cultivation bases revealed by the three fairyland patriarchs are all in the Transcendence Tribulation Realm, they are on the same level as the elders of Wenwang Taoist Sect.

But they themselves are the powers of Wonderland.

Let alone a sneak attack, even in a frontal battle, killing a Transcendence Tribulation Realm is easy, even easier than crushing a chicken.

"Woo... Elder!!"

"Wu...Ping, do you dare to unlock this Ksitigarbha Zhenhai Jing and fight with me!!"

The cold-faced man raised his head with difficulty and looked at Wu Ping passing by with red eyes, his throat made a sound like the roar of a wild animal.

Wu Ping stopped in his tracks, lowered his body but did not bend down, and looked at this person with a playful face: "I really don't know how you have cultivated to the Three Flowers Realm, and you can say such stupid words, even Dizang Zhenhai You can't stop me, you still want to fight me against each other?"

Feeling dull, Wu Ping shook his head: "This kind of person is not worthy of watching the next feast, kill him."

Wu Qi drew his sword instantly.

The sense of sharpness burst out, the sword passed the owl's head, blood spurted, and the long hair and the head flew in the air together.

Since it was Wu Ping who suppressed him, Wu Qi didn't waste much effort in killing him, one sword was enough.

Blood sprayed onto Zhen Xuan's face, which was next to her, staining half of it red.

"Cold...Senior Brother..."

Zhen Xuan murmured, her pupils a little absent-minded.

Suddenly she regained consciousness.

A slightly immature face slowly enlarged in her sight, and the man's eyes were full of maturity that did not match his age.

But Wu Ping's next words made her terrified.

"Looking is a sign, a rare beauty."

Long Ming smiled: "That's not as good as..."

Wu Ping: "It's better to be a ghost, just to sigh, among the women I have seen, she is indeed good-looking, and her cultivation level is no different, but there are many things that are not as good as looking at them from a distance.

"Besides, am I the kind of person who has a brain? The monks who are against the sect, but our enemies, we can't treat the enemy with mercy just because they are good-looking. Such a person

Often ask for trouble. "

Long Ming lowered his body: "Long Ming has been taught."

Woman, Wu Ping didn't have too many thoughts yet, just sighed.

Ever since he discovered that the female cultivators in the world of cultivating immortals became more and more beautiful as their cultivation base increased, a seed was planted in Wu Ping's heart.

His woman must at least be above the fairyland.

How pretty is that?

Looking at Wu Ping who was seated above, Zhen Xuan's eyes were full of anger: "Why didn't you kill me?"

"There is still a good show ready for you to watch. If you are in a hurry, you don't have to watch it, just go to death and give you a ride. It's just a matter of convenience."

Wu Ping said casually.

Zhen Xuan was stunned.

Really kill?

The emotions in her heart are very complicated.

I didn't know what to say for a while.

Wu Qi drew his sword instantly, and the sound of the sword resounded.

"etc."

At this time, the long sword that had just beheaded the monk was only a short distance away from her neck.

Wu Ping looked down.

She said, "I see!"

"That's right, they are all about to die. Finally, let's look at the Tianjiao of our Seven Blood Sect, and how good it is to compete with the Tianjiao of your Wangdao Sect. Uncle Sixth, you can also untie that elder by the way."

"

next moment.

The seal of the elder Wang Daozong was released a little.

But only a trace.

He looked in horror at the strong man of the Seven Blood Sect Transcending Tribulation Realm in front of him, feeling puzzled.

Why is there such a big gap between him and this person in the Tribulation Transcending Realm?

Even when he made a move, he couldn't react.

After being surprised, he understood in his heart that none of his group of people, including the disciples in the Wangyue Mountain Range, would be able to survive today...

Survive under the hands of such a strong man?

It's just a dream.

Looking sideways at Wu Ping: "If you want to kill or cut, you can listen to it, you are a thief, don't play tricks on me!"

On the golden water curtain, Mu Ze was running away.

The cultivation base is not high, but the means of escape is good.

Of course, he is not the point now.

The point is in the direction in which he fled.

Han Yang and Wutian had already bumped into that Nangong brother.

Wu Ping said: "Let's not talk about other things. Hey old man, let's take a gamble, and we will bet on Han Yang. Oh, you don't know who is Han Yang. Look at the light curtain, the first born There is no boy with ferocious horns."

"It's the young man who is now facing off against your Zong Nangong brothers and sisters. He is the second in the new generation of disciples of our Seven Blood Sect. We will bet on whether Nangong and Nangongze can survive under his hands. If I win. "

"Isn't it too much for you to have one hand?"

Elder Mu of Wang Dao Sect looked at the light curtain.

The picture is a mountain forest.

The Nangong brothers and sisters were chased and killed by several demon cultivators and fled here.

In front of him was a young man with two horns and a young monk in a blood-colored cassock blocking the way.

The elder Wang Daozong sneered: "Then what if I win? Let my disciples go? Do you dare?"

Wu Ping: "I dare not."

Eh????

How is this different from what they thought?

Even if you are perfunctory, we can understand if you change your mind afterwards.

Why don't you have the air of a proud and powerful person at all?

Wu Ping also explained: "I bet with you, it's just for fun, and you want to let them go? It's good to be older, you can fall asleep anywhere, and you will start daydreaming in broad daylight." .

Elder Mu of Wang Dao Sect was embarrassed: "Then why do you ask me if I want to gamble? It's dead anyway, why don't I give this old man a good time!!!"

Seeing that Wu Qi was already drawing his sword, his eyes kept scanning his neck excitedly, wondering where to cut it to kill him with one blow.

He hasn't killed Transition Jie Da Neng yet!

I don't know if the neck is stiff or not.

Then the old thing changed its tune.

"Then you say, what if Xing Zhishi wins?"

Ask this sentence.

The corners of Wu Qi's and Long Ming's mouths lined up in unison.

Wu Ping's voice came as promised: "Then even if you are good, he is also good. If he wins, then let people surround and kill him.

Shuzi!!!!

How dare you humiliate the old man!!!

He also cursed in his heart.

This old thing also wants to see who is more powerful when the two Tianjiao collide.

Anyway, it is death anyway, if his own Tianjiao can defeat the other Tianjiao, he can die with a smile.

Nodding heavily: "Okay."

All the Wang Dao Sect disciples who are still alive look at Jinmu: They must win!!!

on screen.

The Nangong brothers and sisters looked nervously at the two people walking in front of them.

Han Yang cupped his hands: "Brothers, come down to Han Yang again, under the order of Senior Brother Wu, next time we will fight against these two Tianjiao of Wangdao Sect, please give me some face."

"It's easy to say, then I'll leave this place to you, Junior Brother, and I'm going to kill other righteous brats."

The names of Han Yang and Wutian are not known by the Blood Sect recently.

Those are the first and second contemporary rookie disciples that Wu Ping picked up in person.

Of course they will give this face.

Several magicians flew away.

Han Yang looked at the Nangong brothers and sisters in front of him: "Didn't you say that you killed Moxiu? Come on, let me see the innate immortal embryo and immortal spirit body.

Nan Gongliang stepped forward to stand in front of his panicked sister: "If I win, can I let my sister go?"

He looked at the demon cultivator in front of him and said.

Han Yang turned his head to look at Wutian.

The little monk next to him instantly understood what he meant.

Han Yang replied: "Of course."

It’s just that I didn’t say a word. What I said can mean that I can let it go. If Wutian wants to kill, then don’t blame me.

He also learned this from Wu Ping.

Cultivating immortals can't just cultivate brute force, you have to use your brain.

The so-called soldier never tires of cheating, that's it!

Since he joined the Seven Blood Sect and got the influence of Wu Ziqi's disciples, Han Yang has been studying every day.

Three people must have my teacher, but he kept it in his heart, and ran to those senior brothers every day to learn.

Although I don't know if it's a good thing to learn.

But just ask whether you have learned or not.

Sure enough, the two siblings.

"elder brother………………"

Nangong Xian's eyes were foggy, and she pulled her brother.

"Don't worry little sister, brother will definitely win, I said I love your safety.

Han Yang couldn't stand it anymore: "It's really not possible, you two brothers and sisters go to bed together, it's disgusting to death.

Nan Gongliang turned around and put on a posture, and said with a serious face: "You don't understand, you don't understand a brother's promise to his sister, this is the power of family affection, Wang Daozong, Nangongliang!!!"

I didn't follow Wu Ping for long.

But Han Yang learned a word.

"Stupid."

Instantly oppressing the body, the terrifying power of the body is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

When the fist hit, there was a sound of piercing through the air, and there were several talismans attached to Han Yang's arm.

How can it be so fast!!

Nangong Liang was terrified.

He didn't notice Han Yang's movement at all.

As if in an instant, Han Yang was in front of him.

The punch mixed with huge force landed, and he blocked it, but he couldn't stop it at all, and his arms were broken instantly.

The whole person was thrown out by this huge force.

But that's not all.

The body borrowed strength in a very strange posture in the air, then moved horizontally, exerted force twice, and reached Nan Gongliang's height at an extremely fast speed.

Sweeping away with one foot is like a steel whip.

boom!!!!

Nan Gongliang's body hit the ground heavily.

Mouth and nose bleeding.

It is still too little actual combat experience, or too little fighting experience.

"Brother Wu told me that if one day I meet a person who is full of family, friendship, and bondage, let me not hesitate to hit him directly, to the point of death. He said that this kind of person is disgusting.

Hold the so-called fetters.

"I just want to come to touch the hard work and sweat of others day and night."

"I didn't understand it at the time, but now, I understand, you are really disgusting!!!"

"Die to me!!!"

The word "family love" completely hurt Han Yang.

He is no different from an orphan now.

The fist that shone with dim light hit Nangong Liang who was seriously injured.

Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for flowers.