When others break through a realm, it is like giving birth to a child, with both living and dying desires.
Ye Ping's breakthrough was as easy as playing. In the blink of an eye, he broke through to the tenth level of Qi training.
The most important thing is to refine the power of merit.
Brother, does good deeds cost nothing?
Chen Yuan was really confused. He had never seen anyone refine merit into spiritual energy.
This is the power of merit, not cabbage. How can you waste it like this?
Just as Chen Yuan continued to complain.
The next moment, Ye Ping drew his sword again, and as the sword energy spread, more than a dozen merit powers entered Ye Ping's body.
At that moment, Chen Yuan shut up in his heart.
Sorry, for Ye Ping, this kind of merit power is really a piece of cake.
In the ancient city of Qingyun.
Ye Ping is like a god.
His body seemed to be coated with a layer of gold paint, which was particularly dazzling in the darkness.
His energy and blood were as vigorous as a furnace, and he was as ferocious and monstrous as a demon god reborn.
His sword energy was sharper to the extreme, like a fairy sword drawn from its sheath, looking down on everyone.
Along the way, whenever Ye Ping saw a member of the Demon God Cult, he would use the Four Thunder Sword Technique without leaving any room for them.
It made Chen Yuan shudder with fear.
However, Chen Yuan felt fortunate that he surrendered early. If he had met Ye Ping later, he probably wouldn't even have the chance to beg for mercy.
"What should I do? What should I do? If my colleagues find out that I brought this killer in, I'm afraid I'll be killed without a burial place."
At this moment, Chen Yuan was fortunate that he surrendered early, but he was also filled with anxiety.
But at this moment, a beam of light golden light appeared. This was the power of merit, but it did not fly towards Ye Ping, but sank into Chen Yuan's body.
Chen Yuan: "???"
He was a little confused.
I never expected that I could actually gain merit.
Moreover, this merit was extremely pure. After it entered his body, it purified all sins on the spot, and all karmic consequences were eliminated by the power of this merit.
In other words, Chen Yuan is no longer a resentful soul, but a kind soul. Not only can he enter reincarnation directly, but once he is reborn, he will be reborn as a rich kid without any illness or disaster in his next life.
This is the benefit of the power of merit.
Chen Yuan never thought that one day he would be able to gain the power of merit.
He did a lot of bad things during his lifetime, but fortunately he always had a bottom line. However, Chen Yuan also knew that after his death, he would have to bear many consequences, and he might even be caught by his colleagues and made into evil weapons.
But now that he has gained merit, the whole person, oh no, the whole ghost has been sublimated.
"Go north, Immortal. I can sense that there are many disciples of the Demon God Cult in the north."
Chen Yuan soon understood why he was able to gain merit. After tasting the sweetness, Chen Yuan immediately asked Ye Ping to go and subdue the demons.
Because he is incompatible with sin.
"it is good!"
Ye Ping didn't waste any words. He believed what Chen Yuan said. After all, Chen Yuan was tied up by him, and they would prosper together and suffer together.
All the way north.
Ye Ping’s speed was extremely fast, and at the same time his realm of cultivation was also improving rapidly.
So far, I have completed the tenth Qigong exercise.
Chen Yuan saw all of this.
In addition to being shocked, Chen Yuan knew one thing more.
I have hugged the thigh myself.
North.
As Chen Yuan said, there are indeed a large number of disciples of the Demon God Cult.
It's not just a large number of them. Basically all the disciples of the Demon God Cult are gathered here.
The martial arts arena in Qingyun Ancient City.
Tens of thousands of monks hid here. They had gathered here during the second wave of the Demon God Cult's raid.
And precisely because they gathered here, most of the Demon God Cult's members were also concentrated here.
In the martial arts arena, a silvery-white light enveloped the area, and tens of thousands of monks hid within the light curtain.
Outside the light curtain, the disciples of the Demon God Cult used various magical instruments to bombard the formation, intending to use the simplest method to break the formation.
Inside the light curtain, the monks did not sit still and wait to die. Various magical weapons came out and turned into rays of light, killing many people.
Especially the Lord of Qingzhou City, who held a blue flying sword in his hand, and with sword energy streaming out, he killed dozens of disciples of the Demon God Sect in one encounter.
But unfortunately, even if the disciples of the Demon God Cult were killed, they would instantly turn into resentful spirits, devour the resentful power, and then attack the barrier.
These disciples of the Demon God Cult are all crazy. They are fearless and unafraid of death. Only a few of them have any reservations. Most of them do not take their own lives seriously at all, and their eyes are full of cruelty.
"Chen Zheng, I'll give you one chance. As long as you're willing to surrender and take back the formation, I can spare your life and recommend you to the higher-ups to give you a small official position. How do you think?"
Just at this time, the commander of the Demon God Cult spoke.
This is a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of foundation building. He looked at Chen Zheng not far away with great indifference and offered this condition, hoping that Chen Zheng could take back the formation.
After all, many people from the Demon God Cult have died before and after. If this continues, it is not that he is afraid of losing, but he is worried about some unexpected changes. Therefore, it would be best for him to end the battle early.
"What wishful thinking! I, Chen Zheng, am an official appointed by the imperial court and a righteous cultivator. It's really ridiculous to ask me to join the Demon God Cult."
Chen Zheng's voice rang out, his face full of disdain.
"Chen Zheng, don't be so confident. In order to survive, many righteous monks have joined our Demon God Cult these days."
"Master Chen Zheng, no matter how good the imperial court's appointment is, you are just a small city lord of Jin. In the eyes of the Jin court, you are just an insignificant city lord. In the eyes of the Jin court, who in the ten countries knows you, Chen Zheng?"
"To put it in a broader sense, our Holy Church is an existence that can give the Great Xia Dynasty a headache. If you don't agree, it's just that there are so many people here, and you can't afford to lose this person."
"But I can promise you that as long as you take back the formation, within one stick of incense, I can guarantee that, except for some of your trusted followers, the rest of them will never see the sun tomorrow."
"After you join my Holy Church, I will let the superiors give you enlightenment, bless you with magic power, and help you break through to the Golden Core Realm in one fell swoop. By then, after waiting for thirty to fifty years, who will still remember you, Chen Zheng? By that time, when my Holy Church is established, you will have the merit of following the dragon."
The commander's voice sounded, and every word he said was full of temptation and heart-moving.
"Lord City Lord, don't believe the lies of these people. They are from the Demon Cult, and the disciples of the Demon Cult are best at deceiving."
"Lord City Lord, please do not waver in your heart. If we, the righteous cultivators, betray the evil path, we will be infamous for thousands of years."
In the formation.
Tens of thousands of monks couldn't help but look at Chen Zheng, for they were afraid that Chen Zheng would really agree.
"Everyone, rest assured. Even if I, Chen Zheng, die in battle here, I will never surrender to the devil."
Chen Zheng's voice rang out. He did not choose to surrender. Instead, his eyes became more determined.
"You really are such a jerk. Chen Zheng, you don't think a great master will show up to save you, do you?"
"How old are you? Are you still dreaming?"
"Okay, when the formation is broken, I will let you experience what it means to be worse off than dead."
After hearing Chen Zheng's answer, the commander of the Demon God Cult became a little annoyed.
He tried his best to persuade Chen Zheng, but he didn't expect that Chen Zheng would not take the bait. How could he not be angry?
However, thinking that he was sure to win, he did not hide and just confronted her directly.
Just, right now.
A voice suddenly sounded.
"Look, is that person Ye Ping?"
Chapter 110: Transform the Golden Lightning Sky Thunder Sword, All of You Die for Me [New Book Request Everything]
"Ye Ping?"
"It's Senior Brother Ye Ping."
"Why is Senior Brother Ye Ping here?"
"Look, why is there a resentful spirit following Senior Brother Ye Ping?"
"What's going on? Could it be that Ye Ping has rebelled?"
"I guess he betrayed me. Well, this Ye Ping, I thought he was a righteous cultivator, but I didn't expect him to betray me. He is worse than pigs and dogs."
"I was blind to fall in love with such a scumbag."
"Wow, Brother Ye, why did you join the Demon Cult? Since ancient times, good and evil cannot coexist. It seems that we are not destined to be together in this life."
In the formation, when the cultivators saw Ye Ping, their first reaction was surprise, but soon they discovered that there was a vengeful soul following Ye Ping.
All of a sudden, all kinds of angry voices were heard, and they subconsciously thought that Ye Ping had rebelled against the cult.
Not only them, even the followers of the Demon God Cult were curious.
The main thing is that there is a vengeful soul following Ye Ping, which is somewhat unreasonable.
"Commander, Commander, I have persuaded Ye Ping to join our Holy Church. We are friendly forces, friendly forces."
Just at this time, Chen Yuan's voice was heard. He seemed very excited and told everyone that Ye Ping had betrayed them and asked them to relax their vigilance.
Sure enough, after these words were spoken, all the followers of the Demon God Cult laughed.
Especially the commander, whose smile was even wider.
It’s not that he is not smart enough, but there are too many people who are afraid of death these days. Besides, geniuses value their lives more and know how to make choices.
"Chen Zheng, look at others, then look at you. I will give you one last chance. As long as you surrender, I guarantee that you will enjoy endless wealth and glory."
The voice of the Demon God Cult commander sounded, he looked at Chen Zheng and still extended an olive branch.
"roll!"
However, all I got was a rolling word.
Everyone in the formation looked cold, and their eyes were fixed on Ye Ping.
Anger, disdain, and hatred were displayed vividly.
At this moment, Ye Ping has already arrived in front of the commander of the Demon God Cult.
Ye Ping originally planned to chop him with his sword, but after hearing Chen Yuan's voice, he immediately understood what Chen Yuan wanted to do.
So he took advantage of the situation and walked straight over.
"Ye Ping, you are such a coward."
"Ye Ping, I was blind. I didn't expect you to be this kind of person."
"You are a cultivator from Qingzhou. You are the greatest honor in Qingzhou. Damn it. Brother Ye, you are such a macho man."
When Ye Ping appeared in front of the commander of the Demon God Cult, curses rang out and tens of thousands of people hated Ye Ping.
But just as everyone was cursing, Ye Ping suddenly drew his sword.
Boom!
The four thunder sword forces rushed out, and the golden thunder sword energy was everywhere. This was the golden light of heavenly thunder sword technique. Ye Ping added the golden light of heavenly thunder sword energy to save the trouble of direct conversion.
This sword drained half of Ye Ping's magic power.
Although Ye Ping now seems to be at the first level of Qi training, in fact, this is the tenth time he has re-cultivated the first level of Qi training.
Thousands of golden sword energies rushed out, and wherever the sword energies went, there was wailing.
Zizizi!
Zizizi!
