Chapter 1968

Yang Ping takes a leisurely walk and slowly adapts to the rules and forces of the cloud. Unlike other practitioners, he creates a system by himself. Every time he goes to a new world, the world will naturally produce hostility, but he can't find a goal. It's like

A drop of water in the sea, put in the sea, you can't find it.

When Yang Ping's strength is really promoted to the level of world will, it may be obviously suppressed.

The demon gate shot.

There are visitors from hell.

The border is restless. The surface of the cloud world looks calm, but in fact, the dark tide is surging. Compared with the world of mortals, all dimensions of the world are volatile. I don't know whether it will be destroyed in the next moment. For those who have soared or want to soar to a higher dimension

As far as walkers are concerned, the world of mortals is the most reliable. Thanks to the efforts of several generations of great powers in wujialing, the world of mortals has been built into a forbidden area. The king of heaven is not obvious and the world is stable. However, the rules of the world of mortals are not complete, and the practice of spiritual guidance can not be saved. If the genius of the world of mortals is placed in the cloud world, it is even

The leader of the holy land is expected to break through the heavenly king.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

Yang Ping felt a bunch of resentful eyes from Mo Siyu not far away, but he didn't take it to heart. When he reached his realm and strength, Mo Siyu was just the realm of longevity, and one finger could crush him to death.

But he was helpless when a graceful girl came towards him with an excited face.

Yurong found Yang Ping.

Shi kuanfu has to explain things to the soles of his feet. He must not offend the Dragon King. Even if he sacrifices himself, he will complete the peach blossom nunnery. However, when he finds that Yurong leaves him and runs to a strange young man, he can't help looking ugly.

"You're not dead?"

Yurong rushed to Yang Ping. The surprised color flashed in her eyes and shouted, "great, how did you escape?"

Yang Ping said with a smile, "the other party thinks my strength is too low."

Yurong is a simple girl and doesn't have much thought. Yang Ping doesn't reject her.

"What are you going to do next? Why don't you go to Taohua nunnery with me? Taohua nunnery belongs to one of the nine sects in the edge wasteland city. It has a high status and can protect you when the edge wasteland devil tide comes." Yurong looked at Yang Ping and asked.

Yang Ping shook her head and said, "thank you for your concern, but I still like freedom."

Yurong anxiously advised, "the border wasteland is about to be chaotic. You can only live by taking refuge in a big force. It's easy to be swallowed up by Warcraft alone. If you're worried that you can't integrate into the peach blossom nunnery, I can help you."

Facing Yurong's repeated persuasion, Yang Ping looked at her eager eyes and thought that there was no place to go. She might as well go to the peach blossom nunnery and nod her head and say, "OK."

"Go, I'll take you to see Master."

Yurong was overjoyed to see that Yang Ping was willing to go with him. She took his hand and came to Shi kuanfu.

Shi kuanfu's face was gloomy and his heart was furious.

This disciple doesn't know the importance. Didn't he see the Dragon King in Qinghe town? Shi kuanfu asks Yurong to seduce the Dragon King. If he is seen with other young people, he will be unhappy.

"Master, he is my friend. I met him last time when I was in Warcraft. He is a good man." Yurong just wanted to introduce him, but Shi kuanfu scolded him.

"Nonsense!" Shi kuanfu looked at Yang Ping coldly and saw that he only had the realm of great sage. This strength was just a chore in Taohua nunnery. Each of his disciples was 10000 times stronger than him. He disdained to say, "I don't care how you confused Yurong, but please keep up with her

Distance, boy, my identity is here. It's hard to say, but please stay away from Yurong. "

"Master, it's not like this."

Yurong is anxious and wants to explain.

Shi kuanfu dragged her away and said in a deep voice, "make it clear to me that the purpose of coming here is to make your Royal Highness The Dragon King happy, not to make friends. The foundation of Taohua nunnery for hundreds of years is in your mind!"

Yurong said reluctantly, "master, he's not what you think..."

"Shut up!"

Shi kuanfu couldn't help saying that he whispered to Mo Siyu around him, "I don't want to see anyone who has a relationship with Yurong in Qinghe town. Deal with it."

Mo Siyu was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "master, I know how to deal with it."

Shi kuanfu nodded and left with Yurong.

Yurong looked back step by step.

Mo Siyu's face was gloomy for a moment. He stared at Yang Ping and said secretly. He was worried that his hand would make Shifu dissatisfied. Now Shifu explained that he was right. Boy, he dared to make Yurong's idea. Damn it.

Yurong is mine. No one can take it!

Mo Siyu looked resentful and saw Yang Ping walking into an alley and following up.

A folk house.

Crude, rough, should come from a poor family.

Yang Ping sensed an extremely strong resentment. Although it was well hidden, it could not escape his perception. This resentment produced qualitative changes and would lead to a wisp of wronged souls. Its strength was not too strong. It was only the realm of longevity at most.

It can be judged that the wronged soul should have good strength before he died. He should have broken through the realm of longevity. He was about to take a step, but he could only be swallowed up by the people in the magic door.

I didn't expect that the rules of the cloud are complete and can also lead to wrongs.

Yang Ping is a little interested.

Push the door in.

The house was in a mess, with bowls and pots scattered on the ground.

A wisp of black fog was erratic.

Jie Jie——

After Yang Ping entered the door, the wooden door automatically closed, and a layer of black fog shrouded around to isolate the outside world. "There's a way to heaven, you don't go, boy, I just lack a body..." a pair of cold eyes twinkled in the black fog, emitting a strong color of resentment. Staring at Yang Ping, I found that it was the holy realm, and I was disappointed, "I deliberately released a little anger

Interest, I want to attract a powerful person. I didn't expect it to be a great saint realm. It's too weak. "

It seems that he is not satisfied with Yang Ping's strength.

"Just make do with it and change it to a better one next time."

A cloud of black fog pours on Yang Ping.

Yang Ping didn't feel anything. He smiled and the golden light in his eyes flashed.

The door is open.

The black fog was frightened and hurried back, looking at the door in disbelief.

Mo Siyu follows in and locks Yang Ping.

Murderous.

"Boy, do you still know me?"

Mo Siyu sneered. He seemed to be in control and said condescending, "didn't you be awesome last time? Now there's no one around. I'll crush you like an ant."

Yang Ping said with a smile, "I don't remember offending you anywhere."

"You've been in contact with Yurong, damn it!"

Mo Siyu looked resentful and said in a cold voice, "any man who robbed Yurong should die."

"The Dragon King should die?"

Yang Ping asked again.

Mo Siyu's face was gloomy and trembled with anger. The Dragon King was a great man. The master wanted to give him Yurong. It was estimated that he would not want it. He could not offend himself at all.

"All I know is that you will die soon. I won't let you die easily. First cut off your limbs, and then pull away your soul, so that you will suffer all kinds of hardships from generation to generation."

Mo Siyu showed his gloomy color, holding a sword, and his resentment broke out.

Jie Jie——

Just as Mo Siyu started, an excited cry came from the corner.

"Well, this resentment is great, just for me!"

The black fog floated out and said excitedly, "I'm worried that I can't find a body when. Your mind is vicious and agrees with my taste."

"Demon clan!"

Mo Siyu felt the smell of black fog, his face changed wildly and lost his voice, "how can there be a demon clan here?"

The demon family is the family of forbidden areas in the depths of the wilderness.

turn pale at the mention of a tiger.

Mo Siyu stepped back and wanted to leave.

But it's late.

When he came to kill Yang Ping, he had entered the prohibition of the wronged soul and could not leave.

Ah——

The black atomized into wisps of black gas and got into Mo Siyu's body. Before long, Mo Siyu's eyes became pure black and his breath became more and more cold.

Even his breath broke through again and reached the half step heaven.

This is a hegemonic existence in the border wasteland city.

"Impossible!" Mo Siyu bent his mouth and showed a very strange smile. The scream of black fog and panic came from his body.