C4010 A Clown
C4010 A Clown
When Yang Ping's strength advanced to the level of the world's will, perhaps he would be suppressed.
The Devil Sect had made their move!
There were guests from hell.
The Desolate Land was restless.
Although the Cloud Realm looked calm on the surface, it was actually surging with dark waves. Compared to the mortal world, the Universal Dimension was shaking. It was unknown if it would be destroyed in the next moment. To those cultivators who had ascended or wanted to ascend to a higher dimension, the mortal world was the most reliable.
This was due to the efforts of several generations of peerless experts in the Wujia Ridge, who had turned the Red Dust into a forbidden land. The Heavenly King was not visible, and the world was stable. However, the rules of the Red Dust were not complete, and it was impossible for cultivation to progress. If the geniuses of the Red Dust were placed in the Cloud Realm, even the leaders of the sacred land would be able to break through to the Heavenly King realm.
Unfortunately, there were no ifs.
Yang Ping felt a resentful gaze coming from Mo Siyu, who wasn't far away. However, he didn't take it to heart. At his current realm and strength, Mo Siyu was merely a Heavenly Longevity Stage warrior, and he could crush him with a single finger.
However, he had no choice but to see a slim and graceful girl walking towards him. Her pretty face was filled with excitement.
Yu Rong noticed Yang Ping.
Shi Kuanfu still had to explain things to his feet. He absolutely could not offend Imperial Dragon King. Even if he had to sacrifice himself, he had to help the Peach Blossom Nunnery. However, when he found out that Yu Rong had left him, he ran away. He couldn't help but have an ugly expression on his face as he ran towards an unfamiliar young man.
"You're not dead?"
Yu Rong scuttled in front of Yang Ping. Her eyes flashed with surprise as she called out, "That's great. How did you escape?"
Yang Ping smiled and said, "The other party thinks that my strength is too low."
Yu Rong was a simple girl. She did not think much of it. Yang Ping did not reject her.
"Then what do you plan to do next? Why don't you come with me to the Peach Blossom Nunnery? The Peach Blossom Nunnery is one of the Nine Great Sects in the Desolate Land City. They have a high status, and the arrival of the Desolate Devil tide can also protect you." Yu Rong looked at Yang Ping and asked.
Yang Ping shook his head and said, "Thank you for your concern, but I still like to be free."
Yu Rong anxiously advised, "Desolate Land is about to fall into chaos. Only by relying on a major power can one survive. It is very easy to be swallowed by magic beasts alone. If you are worried that you will not be able to merge with Peach Blossom Nunnery, I can help you."
Yang Ping faced Yu Rong's repeated persuasion. Looking at her anxious eyes, he thought that there was no place to go. It was better to go to the Peach Blossom Nunnery for a walk. He nodded and said, "Alright."
"Let's go. I will bring you to see Master."
Yu Rong saw that Yang Ping was willing to go with him and was overjoyed. She held his hand and came to Shi Kuanfu.
Shi Kuanfu's face was gloomy and he was furious in his heart.
This disciple did not know the severity of the situation. Could it be that he did not see Imperial Dragon King in Qinghe Town? Shi Kuanfu asked Yu Rong to seduce Imperial Dragon King. If he was seen with other young men, he would definitely be unhappy.
"Master, he is my friend. We met last time when we were demonic beasts. He is a good person." Yu Rong was about to introduce him but was scolded by Shi Kuanfu.
Nonsense! "
Shi Kuanfu looked at Yang Ping coldly and saw that he was only a Great Saint Stage warrior. This kind of strength was just a miscellaneous job in the Peach Blossom Nunnery. Every disciple of his was ten thousand times stronger than him. He said with disdain, "I don't care what method you used to confuse Yu Rong. But please keep your distance from her, kid. My identity is right here, it's hard to say anything. But please stay away from Yu Rong. "
"Master, it's not like this."
Yu Rong was anxious and wanted to explain.
Shi Kuanfu dragged her away and said in a deep voice, "Find out for me. The purpose of coming here is to make His Highness Imperial Dragon King happy, not to make friends with you. The hundreds of years of history of the Peach Blossom Nunnery is all in your hands!"
Yu Rong unwillingly said, "Master, He's not what you think he is..."
"Shut up!"
Shi Kuanfu said to Mo Siyu. "I don't want to see anyone who is related to Yu Rong in Qinghe Town. Go and take care of them."
Mo Siyu was overjoyed and said, "Master, I know how to take care of them."
Shi Kuanfu nodded and left with Yu Rong.
Yu Rong turned back step by step and was reluctant to leave.
Mo Siyu's expression turned gloomy. He stared at Yang Ping and thought to himself that he was worried that he would make his master unhappy. Now that his master had given him an explanation, he deserved it. This brat actually dared to have ideas about Yu Rong. Damn it.
Yu Rong is mine. No one can snatch her away!
Mo Siyu's eyes were filled with hatred. When he saw Yang Ping walk into an alley, he followed him.
It was a residential house.
It was simple and crude. It should have come from a poor family.
Yang Ping felt an extremely strong hatred. Although it was hidden very well, it couldn't escape his senses. This hatred had a qualitative change, and it would give birth to a wisp of vengeful soul. Its strength wasn't too strong, and it was only at the Heavenly Longevity Stage realm.
It could be judged that the strength of the vengeful soul wasn't bad when it was alive, and it had broken through to the Heavenly Longevity Stage realm. It was about to take a step forward, but it could only be devoured by the people of Devil Sect in one breath. It was filled with unwillingness.
They never thought that the complete rules of Cloud Realm could produce vengeful souls.
Yang Ping was a little interested.
He pushed open the door and entered.
The room was in a mess. The dishes and bowls were scattered all over the floor.
A wisp of black mist drifted about.
Cruel Cruel -
After Yang Ping entered the door, the wooden door automatically closed. A layer of black mist surrounded him, isolating him from the outside world.
"You're not going to walk the path to heaven, brat. I happen to be missing a body..." A pair of cold eyes flickered within the black mist, emitting a thick hatred. Staring at Yang Ping, he realized that he was only a Great Saint Stage. With disappointment, he said, "I purposely released a bit of my Qi. I wanted to attract a powerful man, but I didn't expect him to be a Great Saint Stage. He's too weak."
It seemed like he wasn't satisfied with Yang Ping's strength.
"Forget it. Let's make do with it. Next time, let's change to a stronger one."
A ball of black fog pounced toward Yang Ping.
Yang Ping did not feel anything. He smiled and a golden light flashed in his eyes.
The door opened.
The black fog was frightened. It quickly retreated and looked at the door in surprise.
Mo Siyu followed him in and locked onto Yang Ping.
His killing intent was revealed.
"Brat, do you still know me?"
Mo Siyu smiled coldly, as if he was in control. He looked down on Mo Siyu and said, "Didn't you say you were awesome last time? There was no one around now. I will crush you like an ant."
Yang Ping smiled and said, "I don't remember where I offended you."
"You deserve to die when you come into contact with Yu Rong."
Mo Siyu's eyes were filled with hatred as he said coldly, "Any man who steals Yu Rong should die."
"Imperial Dragon King should die too?"
Yang Ping asked again.
Mo Siyu's face was gloomy, and he was trembling with anger. Imperial Dragon King was a high and mighty figure. If his master wanted to give Yu Rong to him, he probably wouldn't accept it. It was not something he could offend.
"I only know that you will die soon. I will not let you die easily. First, I will cut off your limbs, then extract your soul, and let you suffer for generations to come."
Mo Siyu revealed a cold expression. He held a sword, and the resentment in his body erupted.
Cruel Cruel Cruel -
Just as Mo Siyu was about to attack, an excited shout came from the corner.
"Good, this resentment is very good, it suits me perfectly!"
The black fog floated out. He said excitedly, "I'm still worried that I won't be able to find a body. Your mind is vicious and you agree with my taste."
"Devil Clan!"
Mo Siyu felt the aura of the black fog, and his expression changed drastically. He cried out involuntarily, "How can there be a Devil Clan here?"
The Devil Clan was a forbidden clan in the depths of the Great Desolate.
Tan Hu's expression changed drastically.
Mo Siyu retreated, wanting to leave.
But it was too late.
When he came to kill Yang Ping, he had already entered the restriction of the vengeful souls, unable to leave.
Ah -
The black mist turned into strands of black Qi and entered Mo Siyu's body. Not long after, Mo Siyu's eyes turned pure black and his Qi became colder and colder.
In fact, his Qi had broken through once again, reaching the Half Step Heavenly Stage realm.
This was an existence that was considered the overlord of Desolate Land City.
"Impossible!"
The corner of Mo Siyu's mouth curled up, revealing a strange smile. The black mist inside his body screamed in terror.
- The content came from [Micoo Reading].