Cultivation of immortals, the beginning of cultivating demons for ten years

Chapter 193 Free Ingredients

The herbal collection day was over, and the licking dogs had no reason to stay, they went up to say goodbye to Ye Rouqing and left reluctantly.

"Junior Brother Yan." An iron tower meat mountain came over.

Yan Ping bowed, "Elder brother."

Zhao Qingtian said, "I have a party tonight, you must come and introduce some friends to you."

Yan Ping's heart moved, and he introduced a friend to him.

It seems that Zhao Qingtian has initially recognized him, otherwise he would not have invited him to a private party. Hey, the tricks are useless.

"No problem, a good man has to eat meat and drink a lot, I think we might as well have a barbecue party tonight."

"BBQ, party?"

"It means a party."

Yan Ping left in the fog, the ingredients in the storage bag were used up, and he was going to get some free ingredients.

Halfway through the flight, he suddenly remembered something.

It landed in a deserted valley.

Open the harness bag.

Phew, a white light flew out of the ground and turned into a handsome white horse.

The snow-white and crystal-clear unicorn is covered with scales, and the horse's feet are in the shape of dragon claws. There is a white mist under the claws. The temperature of the white mist is so high that it directly burns four scorched pits on the grass.

With such strength at the cub stage, it is indeed a heterogeneous species with the blood of the ancient dragon clan.

The white mist surged, and Long Ju turned into a five or six-year-old boy.

His white hair was combed into two corners, and his facial features were delicate like a girl's. He was wearing a white patterned dragon suit, and he stared at Yan Ping with bright black eyes.

"Who are you, sister tenderness?"

"My name is Yan Ping, Senior Sister Ye has given you to me."

"What! Impossible. Sister Tenderness will not give me away, and she will give it to a stinky man. "

"Smelly man, boy, how could you smell that I stink." His body and blood have been refined to his current level, and he is absolutely insulated from the smell.

"I said you stink and you stink." The boy said with red eyes, "Sister Tenderness will not give me away, even if she wants to give it away, she will give it to a beautiful fairy sister. It is you, you must have deceived Tenderness Sister, she tricked me away from her."

"..." This little pony must have persecution paranoia.

"Admit it, you were the one who tricked me from Sister Tenderness, you, a humble human race, want to ride a noble dragonborn, daydreaming."

"Alright, I'll kill you first, and I'll go back to find Sister Tenderness."

The boy wiped away his tears, and said in a stern tone, "Do you still have accomplices, let them come out, I will find them one by one."

The child is extremely confident. Although he is still in infancy and only has a peak level of foundation building, the blood of the ancient dragon clan can greatly improve his combat power.

The stinky man in front of him could be killed with a flick of his finger.

"..."

Yan Ping finally knew why Ye Rouqing gave away the pony.

Being so paranoid all day long, thinking that the whole world is hostile to him, and being obsessed with it, who will bear it?

"Little Maju, with your character, no sister Tianxian would want you, so I'll just reluctantly accept you."

"You are talking nonsense, go to hell!"

A punch fell like a mountain, and the air around it was crushed with a terrifying howl.

The little pony is very murderous.

Yan Ping raised one arm and easily blocked the punch. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed one of the horns of the pony, lifted it up and swung it more than ten times to the ground.

"boom!"

A pit with a depth of more than ten meters appeared in the ground. The little pony vomited blood and lay softly on the bottom of the pit with a dazed expression on his face.

At the critical moment, Yan Ping withdrew his strength, otherwise he would be able to send the little pony to meet his kind, Ma Mian.

"Ah! I'm going to kill you!"

The pony was lifted into the air, and white flames shot out from his pores. As he clenched his hands into fists, flaming fists appeared out of thin air, filling the sky.

"Smelly man, die for me!"

Countless white fist shadows fell.

This, Pegasus Meteor Fist!
Yan Ping was overwhelmed by countless high-temperature fist shadows.

The smoke and dust filled the air, the ground was smashed into scorched pits, and the vegetation and tendrils were instantly burned to ashes. In front of the terrifying white flames, all life was cut off.

"Hmph, burn you to death!"

The little pony crossed his arms and floated in the air on a cloud of fire. He wanted to see the charred body of the smelly man with his own eyes.

Soon after, the flames dissipated.

Looking at the unscathed Yan Ping, Xiao Maju was stunned, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

He is a heterogeneous species that inherits the blood of the ancient dragon clan. The white flame in his body is so powerful, not to mention the foundation cultivator, even the Jindan cultivator can only cut his flesh to save his life if he is infected with this flame.

Yan Ping moved his body, stretched out his index finger with his right hand and ticked it towards the sky, and said with a sneer, "Little Maju, your fire is not strong enough, you are still an ancient dragon race, I'm sorry."

"what!!!"

Fist shadows split into the air, lined up side by side, all greeted Yan Ping's forehead.

"Not enough, this bit of firepower is not enough to scratch my itch." Yan Ping shook his head vigorously.

"Ahhh, you forced me to do this, hoo!"

The little pony opened its mouth and spit out a red tongue of fire.

"Ho, ho, cough cough cough~"

One point, two points of sparks scattered in the wind, Xiao Maju's throat was dry and coughed again and again, and he realized that the demon power in his body had been dried up, and he could no longer breathe out the true fire of his life.

"The smelly man should die now."

The foal slowly floated down.

Smoke dissipated.

Seeing the hateful figure still standing, Xiao Maju's mentality immediately exploded.

"Why, why can't the stinky man burn to death."

The little pony roared in his heart, turned and ran.

How could Yan Ping let him run away, chase after him, grab the pony by the horns and lift him up.

"Let go of me, you let me go."

Yan Zhiqi ignored Xiao Maju's punches and kicks, and said with a smile, "Little Maju, it was cool to spray just now, why don't you spray now, my round will begin if you don't spray."

"You, what do you want." The pony's throat rolled, swallowing uncontrollably.

Yan Ping gave a ghostly smile, pulled off his trousers, took out a knife and gesticulated on Xiao Chongchong.

The little pony was too scared to say anything, "You, you put down the knife, yes, if you have something to say, let's talk about it, we have something to say."

"Hey, now I know I have something to say, just now, where did you go?"

The ancient dragon variant should be able to sell for a good price, no matter what, it is worth a top-quality spiritual weapon. "

"No, don't, I like Elder Sister Tianxian." Xiao Maju snotted and cried, and I felt pity for her.

"I was really wrong, it was because I didn't know Taishan...Go to hell!"

A white glow flew out of the pony's mouth, and pierced directly between Yan Ping's eyebrows.

"Ding ding ding..."

Sparks flew everywhere, and the three-inch flying gun was nailed to the center of Yan Ping's eyebrows, spinning like a spinning top.

Yan Ping's expression turned cold instantly, he raised his hand to pinch the small gun that kept attacking, no matter how much the flying gun struggled, he couldn't break free.

With a flash of blood, the small hole between the eyebrows that was struck by the flying sword drill disappeared instantly.

"Snapped!"

A slap hit Huo Longju's face so hard that the corners of his mouth cracked and his teeth shattered.

"Little thing, don't think that I really need a mount. Believe it or not, I slaughtered you on the spot and made it into a roasted dragon horse."

Yan Ping's face was gloomy, and his eyes were instantly stained with thick blood.If it wasn't for the fact that his body and blood were not strong enough, he would have gone to see Hades just now.

"Snapped!"

The backhand is another slap.

"Wow~"

The little pony cried out in pain, Xiao Chongchong spit out water and peed in fright.

Yan Ping's head was almost blown by the crying.

He took the knife, and the pony shivered immediately.

"Shut up, if you don't shut up, I'll kill you immediately!"

"Woo~" the little pony covered his mouth in fright.The big black eyes looked at Yan Ping tearfully, pitifully and helplessly.

Yan Ping said quietly, "I'm a smelly man."

"Xiang, you are a fragrant man, you don't smell bad at all."

"Will you give me a ride?"

"Here, let me ride. As long as I don't kill me, I will ride for you forever." The little pony was so heartbroken that he couldn't think of any resistance anymore, and looked at Yan Ping pitifully.

Things that need to be cleaned up.

If this is not the case, it will be over.

"Reveal your original form."

The little pony obeyed obediently and turned back into a tall and strong white fire dragon colt.

Yan Ping got on his horse.

"Let's go."

The little pony said weakly, "I, I have no demon power, I can't fly."

"have eaten."

Yan Ping took out three top-grade spirit stones and threw them on the ground.

The little pony licked and refined the spirit stone, and finally regained some of its demonic power, and the white mist steamed from its four hooves, and it walked away in the air.

Yan Ping lay on the horse's back and said, "What's your name?"

"Ao Ye."

"Where are your parents?"

"do not know."

"Oh, orphan."

One person, one demon, one question and one answer, the wind was fast, and when approaching the Pearl River, many demonic, demonic and ghostly auras suddenly appeared.

Shhhhh~~~~~!

Three demon generals flew into the air to block Yan Ping's way.

"This section of the watershed has been blocked, please detour!"

It has been three days since Yan Ping fell into the trap. In these three days, in order to compete for the legendary holy blood, all the demon king forces under the command of Jin Shuijun have beaten their brains out, and hundreds of bloodshed incidents have occurred in the Zhenzhu River Basin.

The demon soldiers and generals died countless times, and even five demon kings fell.

In the end, Golden Suicune was directly alarmed, and the conflict was suppressed.

Everyone decided to listen to Golden Water Lord and enter the secret realm first.

As for who gets the holy blood after entering the secret realm, it's simple, everyone depends on their ability, whoever grabs it will get it.

Of course, no matter who gets the holy blood in the end, half of it will be given to Golden Water Lord.

That's the benefit of being the boss.

"Ok."

Yan Ping rode Ao Ye around and left the watershed.

"Baby, there are babies in that watershed." Ao Ye shouted.

"Oh, can you find out?" Yan Ping asked.

Ao Ye said, "My nose is sharp. It's a blood energy, a strong blood energy, revealing an aura of long-term vicissitudes. It is very likely to be the blood essence of the ancient power."

"Is it."

Yan Ping smiled, stroked the storage bag on his waist with his left hand, took out a formation disk and threw it in the open space in front of him.

hum~~~!

A faint light flashed, and a portal appeared out of thin air.

"Let's go."

"This is the door to where the teleportation goes."

Ao Ye hesitated.

Yan Ping smiled and said, "Didn't you say that there is a treasure in that river basin, and it is very likely that it is the blood essence of the ancient Almighty, so you don't want to go and see it?"

Ao Ye widened his eyes and said, "You, you can take me in baby!"

Yan Ping said: "You will know when you go in."

Ao Ye was very excited, and carried Yan Ping into the portal.

With a flash of dim light, the portal gradually shrunk and disappeared. Before the portal completely disappeared, the array was grabbed by a hand with a whoosh.

Ripples appeared in the air, under the bottom of the Pearl River, in an underground space, a portal suddenly appeared, and one person and one horse came out.

This space is the trap that Yan Ping spent two days creating.

How could there be no back door for the trap set by oneself.

"Here is... a strong smell of blood, the blood essence of the ancient power, the blood essence of the ancient power is nearby."

Ao Ye shrugged her nose and shouted loudly.

Yan Ping didn't bother to respond, he got off his horse and walked forward against the wind, Ao Ye hurriedly followed.

After a dozen breaths, a formation appeared in front of him.

Exuding strong fluctuations in spiritual power, in the formation, a drop of red blood with gold in it floated in the air.

"Holy blood, this is a drop of blood from the ancient sages!"

"No, if it is holy blood, it should be pure gold. Candidate saint, this is the blood essence of a candidate saint. Although it is not as good as holy blood, it is very rare, especially in this era, it is comparable to holy blood." .”

Ao Ye yelled, his eyes were red, wishing he could break through the formation immediately and get the blood essence of the candidate saint.

pity.

He dared not move.

Around the formation, lay seven huge corpses, each of which was more than a hundred feet tall.

The largest corpse was a water snake, six hundred feet long.

The demon king, a total of seven demon kings died here.

Looking at the big formation, it seems that there is a person in white sitting upright.

That white robe is most likely a strand of the soul of a candidate for a saint.

Yan Ping walked towards the formation.

Seeing this, Ao Ye yelled, "Hey, don't you want to die? Come back quickly, there is a shard of a saint candidate in the formation, you will die if you rush over like this!"

Yan Ping didn't respond, but sped up his speed, swayed around, and instantly appeared around the formation.

With a wave of his hand, he shot out seven rays of magic light, and put the seven huge demon king corpses into the storage bag.

That's it for tonight's BBQ dinner.

"You, you...how is it possible, how can you approach the big formation without being attacked."

Ao Ye widened his eyes and looked at Yan Ping in disbelief.

Phew~~~!

Sitting in the big formation, the white-clothed figure instantly appeared next to Yan Ping.

Slowly turned around, looked at Ao Ye, and said with a smile: "Why do you say?"

"you you……"

Ao Ye was stunned, speechless and didn't know what to say.

"gone."

Yan Ping turned over and sat on the dragon colt, opened the portal and disappeared.

Then the yin god waved his hand, opened the door to the secret realm, returned to his original position, and waited quietly for the next batch of prey to come.

On the way back to Taohuawu, Ao Ye didn't say a word and closed himself. He never thought that the man sitting on his back at this moment would be a candidate for a saint.

Back to the residence.

Yan Ping took out the knife, and took out a wine tank from the storage bag, and came behind Aoye.

"I'm sorry, sir, I was wrong, don't kill me!" Ao Ye came back to his senses, the hairs of his fright stood on end.

"Don't be afraid, I won't kill you, just let some blood out."

A knife pierced into the horse's ass.

The flame-like blood of the dragon horse spurted out and fell into the water tank.

"Dizzy?"

"No, not dizzy." Ao Ye did not dare to move.

Yan Ping took out another water tank.

one, two, three...

After filling twenty cylinders of dragon horse blood.

"Dizzy, dizzy, sir, I'm dizzy." Ao Ye was frightened and fell to the ground, pretending to be dizzy.

The husband said he wouldn't kill me, but he would die if he drained my blood!

(End of this chapter)