Chapter 2012

It's agreed to behave. The wild devil didn't obey the rules, which made Yang Ping a little unhappy. He grabbed at the void with his big hand. His plain palm did not show the power of any rules. Even the void did not fluctuate. It looked like fetching water with the old farmers in the field,

Cattle plow as ordinary.

However, all the rope ends in all directions were stretched and turned into nothingness. Some taboo force connected to the depths of the wilderness did not show the slightest resistance under the palm of Yang Ping.

The end of the rope is broken.

The wild devil was stunned in place and stared at Yang Ping. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

If he can swear, he will certainly vent all his negative emotions, but he has just come out of the seal and can only watch and witness miracles.

The end of his rope linking all living beings will break.

That is the source of strength.

The tavern is quiet.

The shopkeeper wanted to close the shop. Looking at the inexplicable tragic death of the old master, he saw that the little master was caught and exploded by a rough man. No matter how stupid he was, he knew he couldn't provoke him.

He wants to live.

But strangely enough, a young man contradicted the rough man and seemed to be living well. Not only did the shopkeeper see something wrong, Murong Hua stared and wanted to see through Yang Ping, but he found that Yang Ping was just an ordinary person and did not use his original strength. Murong Hua is at least the realm of Tianyuan, which has touched the power of the source and is in the cloud realm

If it is complete, its combat effectiveness is not weak.

Despite the central place, it seems that there are heavenly kings everywhere. In fact, there are few heavenly kings and there are not many celestial circles. Instead, the backbone is the realm of Tianyuan.

Murong Hua belongs to the middle force and is still a top middle level.

He couldn't see through Yang Ping and thought of his granddaughter's words.

Savior?

Murong Hua's heart trembled and he felt a faint excitement.

Is the young man who looks very ordinary in front of him the Savior who has been waiting for?

Murong Hua thought that the Savior should bear the divine ring, show the power of destroying the sky and the earth, gather the beliefs of all living beings and show invincible state. However, Yang Ping is far from the image of the imagined Savior. It is almost indistinguishable from ordinary people on the street.

Murong Yan's eyes twinkled and bent into crescent moon.

The wild devil took a deep breath, and the lightness on his face disappeared. Instead, he was serious. This was the strangest person he had ever seen, more strange than himself. He realized that Yang Ping was not simple.

It's not what I thought before. It's not easy.

But the deepest fear.

"Who are you?"

Forget the rope head. The famine devil was not in a panic. Red ropes shot from the depths of the wilderness and landed on him. He regained his power. Although Yang Ping forcibly cut off the source of power, he could still recover indefinitely.

Yang Ping pointed to the three bowls on the table.

The wild devil said in a deep voice, "people are dead. I can't revive. If you think I break the rules, I can give priority to a child in Qingming town."

A child for brother Lu's life.

The wild devil feels that he has given in. Yang Ping, don't be ignorant.

Yang Ping said seriously, "if you are willing to gamble and admit defeat, the rules are the rules. You can revive that person."

The wild devil frowned and looked at Yang Ping in disbelief.

Yang Ping said with a smile: "your strength comes from the cloud world, but it's only the most superficial plunder. For those who have just died, you don't have time to digest. People in the realm of longevity can condense the golden body. The golden body is invincible. As long as you spit it out, there's no problem in resurrection."

Huang devil's face changed slightly and finally no longer despised Yang Ping.

He knows the deepest secret.

The wild devil took a deep breath, took a deep look and opened his mouth.

A mass of green awn vomited out of his mouth.

The wild devil held his hands in the void, and a little gold awn gathered and condensed into a figure. The green awn disappeared into the figure and immediately merged.

The figure slowly becomes real.

Brother Lu appeared in front of the crowd. He looked around and was in a state of ignorance. He remembered that he had not died just now. He was caught and exploded by the wild devil. Before he had time to fear, he died miserably on the spot.

His heartfelt fear of the wild devil.

"Get out!"

The wild devil stared and scolded.

Brother Lu was so scared that he turned and ran away. He didn't think about Murong Yan anymore. As for Dad's hatred, it doesn't matter.

Only those who have died once know how important life is.

Brother deer disappeared.

The wild devil stared at Yang Ping and said in a deep voice, "next, we continue to gamble, but we don't gamble on the lives of Qingming town. We gamble on ourselves."

Yang Ping said with a smile, "how to bet?"

The wild devil snorted coldly, "guess."

Yang Ping thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "forget it, I don't want to gamble."

The wild devil looked ugly and said angrily, "what do you mean, aren't you afraid that I will destroy Qingming town immediately?"

Yang Ping was silent.

The wild devil sneered and hummed, "you'd better bet with me. I'll never lose to anyone."

Yang Ping sighed.

The wild devil shrugged and said, "that's why I'm afraid?" Yang Ping shook his head and said with a smile: "I suddenly found you boring. You came from the wilderness, but you want to integrate into human beings, but you don't know it's someone else's chess piece. It's stupid. Also, do you know why that person didn't kill you before?

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The wild devil disdained and said, "I am immortal."

"Immortal?" Yang Ping smiled, looked at the wild devil with interest, shook his head and said, "you are really not immortal. The king of heaven can die. No one in the world can be immortal. Don't say you are just a chess piece of the great wilderness, even if the son of the original power of the great wilderness only

If you have enough strength, you can still do it. "

When the wild devil heard the son of rhubarb, his face changed slightly and shouted, "what are you talking about?"

Yang Ping got up, looked at the shopkeeper and asked, "how much is the tea?"

The shopkeeper was startled and quickly waved his hand.

Yang Ping pointed to the wild devil and said, "he broke the things and let him lose money."

The shopkeeper was pale and stood in place in embarrassment.

The wild devil is silent. When Yang Ping walked outside, he suddenly felt boring. He thought the waste devil was left by Wu Jialing and should be of some use, but unfortunately he didn't feel it anymore. If someone else followed the road designed by wujialing, it would be over now

He is the top strongman in the system. He kills the wild devil and understands the power of the great wilderness.

But at this time, Yang Ping faded everything and came from the world.

He doesn't need the strength arranged by others at all.

Because he doesn't think this force is appropriate.

Not that the power of the wilderness is low.

But he has his own way.

As he walked along the street, he seemed to forget the way he came. According to his feeling, he wanted to leave Qingming town.

The wild devil's face changed and his eyes were filled with resentment.

Yang Ping provoked him again and again, and the wild devil's patience reached the limit.

He made a bold move.

Qingming town shakes.

Countless black forces were used in the depths of the great wilderness and gathered in the palm. The famine devil came to Yang Ping's head and was afraid to go down.

No one can see how the wild devil shot.

Murong Yan reacted. The palm of the wild devil had fallen on Yang Ping's head and said in a lost voice, "be careful!"

The wild devil sneered. This palm has exceeded the limit. Tianyuan is going to die.

Boom!

Yang Ping's body was broken and turned into a thread of essence, scattered in the air.

Everyone is dull.

Murong Yan looked at the demon angrily and wanted revenge.

Murong Hua wiped his eyes and couldn't believe it.

Isn't Yang Pinggang very awesome? Why can't he withstand the attack of the wild devil?

Does the granddaughter feel wrong?

Ah——

When people thought Yang Ping died miserably, the wild devil made a sad cry. He saw his body slowly dissipate and was terrified.

I don't know when.

Yang Ping stood by and sighed, "to tell you the truth, you are too weak. You don't even have the mood to let me do it. Otherwise, although you are just an idea of the son of the wilderness, you should not be weak. Why don't you come and have a fight?"

The wild devil turned pale.

Boom!

The dark clouds in the sky gathered and the boundless pressure dispersed.

A terrible face.

This menace covers the eight wastelands.

Heaven realm! But far more than the king of heaven, this is the son of the wilderness and the helmsman of fate.