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

Chapter 39

The sea of ​​black clouds began to fall as a whole, like a huge and boundless black millstone pressing down toward Yanping.

It gives people a sense of oppression that the sky will fall and manpower cannot resist.

The higher the cultivation base, the stronger this feeling.

This is pure spiritual oppression.

It is also Tianjie's consistent routine to deal with worldly monks who go against the sky and want to prove their Taoism and longevity.

Be discouraged first, then split your soul and body, so that you will be destroyed physically and mentally.

It's a pity that this has no effect on Yan Ping, he is a fake Nascent Soul Sword Immortal, plus a Confucian monk with a perfect Qi training state, and an iron bone King Kong in the martial arts King Kong state.

His only feeling is that this day is really dark.

The mountain god, who was more than a thousand feet tall in real life, didn't dare to stay outside for too long, and hurried into the mountain, for fear of being accidentally caught by the fish in the pond.

The mountain gods whose real bodies were less than a thousand feet below watched the show, some watched with cold eyes, some shook their heads, some admired them, with various expressions.

The great white python looked complicated, "This fairy, is it worth it for an unformed python like me?"

[Pytha demon, ninth-level monster completes]

[Evolution direction: White python, which contains the blood of the ancient Taiyin divine python, was rescued by a fisherman in a small fishing village when he first developed his spiritual wisdom. Since then, he has sheltered the fishing village for 300 years and saved countless people.

This python has a pure heart and unparalleled talent. It can cross the catastrophe and transform itself 250 years ago.

Because the fishermen who saved her life in the early years made an oath to protect her as long as there are descendants in the fishing village, she fought many times with the monsters that attacked the fishing village, and was often injured, so the Transformation Tribulation dragged on again and again.Until he was hit by the erysipelas of the warrior in white, because he tried his best to force out the erysipelas to attract the catastrophe, he had no choice but to respond to the catastrophe with his injured body]

Yan Ping smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, although the world is dirty and ugly, it has a beautiful and warm side after all, doesn't it? It's like you sheltered the fishing village for 300 years and saved countless people, which also hindered your practice. Aptitude, could have crossed the catastrophe and transformed into form earlier, and built that flawless road foundation."

"One person is good, and everyone can be inspired."

"How can my human monk make your monster monk specialize in the front?"

After finishing speaking, Yan Ping flew into the sky to meet the catastrophe.

"Yan Ping, you idiot, come back to me."

Dressed in black, he flew over.

He stretched out his hand to grab Yan Ping.

Yan Ping turned sideways, twisted his waist and punched Sima Qingwei into the bottom of the river.

"Yan Ping, is it worth it for you?"

Sima Qing shouted loudly.

"Good people shouldn't have good rewards, and good monsters who are willing to treat the human race well and protect the human race should not have good rewards."

Yan Ping took off the green deer jade pendant presented by Lu Li, the gourd of raising demons, and the storage sachet presented by Liu Yao.

Then he untied the colored glaze crown, untied the colored glaze jade belt, and took off the colored glaze brocade robe.

This set of white colored glaze series was given by Fan Ziyi of Rainbow Valley.

Put everything into a sachet and throw it into Sima Qingwei's hands.

"Little Weiwei, we will see you soon."

Kacha~!

The tribulation thunder came to the world, and fell on the ants who dared to destroy the catastrophe.

Yan Ping continued to throw punches, and his whole body was full of punches, which forced Jie Lei, and the first Jie Lei he hit directly collapsed.

Crack, boom!

The second tribulation thunder fell.

Sword energy, countless sword energy soared into the sky, condensed into a huge golden sword thousands of feet long, and cut through the tribulation thunder.

The naked-chested man with shawl and long hair danced wildly with his hands in the air, holding a thousand-foot giant sword soaring into the sky, cutting through the black sea of ​​clouds with one sword.

The dazzling golden sun fell into the world.

Everyone in the Hengduan Mountains, the demon, all saw this magnificent scene.

The scene was as if a god-man cut a golden line out of the black sky with a sword.

"Yuanying Sword Immortal!"

Many mountain gods exclaimed, and Sima Qingwei was also shocked. She never thought that this man who was often trampled by her, with a bruised nose and swollen face, was actually a Nascent Soul Sword Immortal.

Iron-Bone King Kong!

Nascent Soul Sword Immortal!

Confucian monk!

At the age of less than 50 years old, such qualifications are enough to win the top 500 young people in Qingzhou, and even have the opportunity to step into the list of 20 young people in Qingzhou.

But it is such a rising star of the human race, the proud son of heaven, who sacrificed his cultivation and life in order to save an irrelevant and unknown python monster.

Fool, big fool.

bang bang bang bang ~
The provocative Heavenly Tribulation was furious, and five thunderbolts fell in succession.

The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the giant sword swept across, stirring up the black sea of ​​clouds.

It's a pity that these sword auras are external forces after all, not from Yan Ping's painstaking practice, and it is impossible to truly achieve the ultimate state of swordsmanship where the sword's heart is clear and the sword and man are united.

The giant sword of a thousand feet is constantly being worn away by thunder and lightning, eight hundred feet, seven hundred feet, six hundred feet...

until completely dissipated.

Without the protection of sword energy, Yan Ping was instantly swallowed by Lei Hai.

The tyrannical physique only lasted for three breaths before it exploded.

The gallbladder was shattered and exploded into powder.

All the arrogance in the body dissipated.

The soul is gone.

Dead body.

The robbery clouds receded and the sky cleared.

A sigh, that is the emotion of a mountain god.

"It's a pity to be so delicate."

"Impossible."

"One person's kindness can inspire thousands of people. Hehe, the world is so dirty and ugly, kindness, where does kindness come from."

"That can't be said that way. At least nine out of ten villagers in this small fishing village are kind and will do good deeds."

"Really, do you want to take a gamble?"

"Don't gamble, human nature is complicated, and there are many temptations in the world. I can only guarantee their kindness for a period of time, but I cannot guarantee their kindness for a lifetime."

The mountain gods disappeared one by one. This incident in the Hengduan Mountains was destined to become a legend, but the wish of the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal was probably going to come to nothing.

"Sword Immortal, is that Sword Immortal whose Taoism is higher than the sky just died like this?"

"Brother Huzi, did that sword fairy really die to save Lady Bai?"

Huzi nodded, "Yes, a sword fairy died to save Lady Bai."

One person is good, and everyone can be inspired.

How can my human cultivator make your monster cultivator specialize in the front.

Huzi looked up at the sky, as if he saw the white clothes soaring into the sky again.

Immortal Elder, no matter what others are like, I, Huzi, will definitely follow your example in this life, Immortal Elder, and be a kind person.

If you break this oath, you will be punished by heaven and earth.

"Brother Huzi, let's go out and visit the immortals. I also want to be a sword immortal like the elder fairy."

"Okay, let's go together."

The two passionate young people didn't know what kind of hardships and tribulations they would experience when they took this step.

They just felt that they couldn't stay in the small fishing village anymore, and couldn't let the fairy head's expectations turn into disappointment.

Immortal head, why are you doing this? Why do you have to give up your cultivation and life just to save me!
The great white python couldn't stop crying.

The fisherman died trying to save her.

Another person died today to save her.

"He's gone, it's useless for you to cry, just live on for him."

Sima Qingwei was in a complicated mood, dropped a healing elixir, and left Yufeng.

Jishui, a naked child appeared out of nowhere and fell into the water.

A bunch of information pops up.

[You were attacked by a thunderbolt and were on the verge of death]

【You die, you consume a surrogate, you are revived】

[You have comprehended and practiced your own way of writing, you have condensed your literary courage, and you have the best rank]

Looking inside, Yan Ping only saw a writing gall hanging in the depths of the sea of ​​knowledge, pure white and flawless like a piece of fine suet jade.

(End of this chapter)