No Way People Find Cultivation Difficult, Right?

　　 In the ancient city of Qingyun.

　　 The hundreds of people rescued are still in shock.

　　 I thought I was dead, but what I didn't expect was that Ye Ping was like a **** soldier descending from the sky. With just a single sword, he would kill all the hundreds of demon gods.

　　 How can they not be shocked by such strength?

　　Especially what Ye Ping said, they set up a stalwart image.

　　 "Brother Ye is invincible."

　　 "Brother Ye should be a peerless macho."

　　 "I would like to thank Brother Ye for waiting."

　　 After they got back to their senses, the excitement and excitement were unspeakable on everyone's face.

　　 It's just that Ye Ping's figure has disappeared. He did not stay, but went forward bravely without fear of danger.

　　 Looking at Ye Ping's disappearing back, the female cultivators were even more peachy, and they didn't know how to describe Ye Ping anymore.

　　 But they also know that if they continue to stay here, there will definitely be danger, and leaving quickly is what they need to do now.

far away.

　　 Ye Ping is extremely fast, and the ten candle dragon fairy orifices in his body are fully opened, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth to restore his mana consumption.

　　 Every time a complete four thunder sword force is used, one-fifth of the mana in the body will be consumed. If the Candle Dragon Immortal Aperture is not activated, it will not last.

　　 But Ye Ping is not stupid. He knows that there must be many Demon Cultists in the ancient city of Qingzhou. There is no shortage of strong people among them. If you stay in the current state, you will definitely encounter trouble in the future.

　　 Ye Ping simply hurried, while refining the power of merit in his body.

　　 This is fortunately the power of merit, plus Ye Ping's body is the body of the Primordial God and Demon.

　　 Otherwise, just change any kind of physique, or if you dare to practice this way without using meritorious power, you are looking for death.

　　啵!

　　啵!

　　啵!

　　 The power of the merits, turned into billowing spiritual energy, filled Ye Ping's body.

　　 Ye Ping's realm is also skyrocketing.

　　Qi practice two levels, three qi levels, four qi levels, five qi levels...

　　 No one can see this scene except Chen Yuan.

　　 And Chen Yuan was also stunned.

　　 He knew that Ye Ping was a fierce man, but he did not expect Ye Ping to be so fierce.

　　 Others break through a realm, just like having a child, they want to live and die.

　　 Ye Ping broke through the realm, just like 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, don’t you need money for merit?

　　 Chen Yuan is really stunned. He has never seen anyone distilling merits into spiritual energy.

　　 This is the power of merit, not Chinese cabbage, how can you waste it so much?

　　 just when Chen Yuan kept complaining.

　　 The next moment, Ye Ping took out his sword again, and with the sword aura, more than a dozen merits fell into Ye Ping's body.

　　 Chen Yuan shut up in his heart now.

　　 Sorry, to Ye Ping, this kind of merit is really Chinese cabbage.

　　 In the ancient city of Qingyun.

　　 Ye Ping is like the same god.

　　 His physical body, as if coated with a layer of gold paint, looked particularly dazzling in the dark.

　　 His energy and blood are as vigorous as an oven, like the reincarnation of the same demon, fierce.

　　 His sword aura is even more sharp to the extreme, like an unsheathed fairy sword, looking towards him.

　　 On the way, Ye Ping saw the Demon Cultists, it was a four-thunder sword technique, leaving no room.

　　 Chen Yuan was frightened.

　　 However, Chen Yuan felt a little fortunate. Fortunately, he surrendered early. If he met Ye Ping later, he probably wouldn't even have a chance to beg for mercy.

　　 "What to do, what to do, if my colleagues find out that I brought this killer in, I'm afraid I will die without a place to bury him."

　　 At this moment, Chen Yuan was fortunate to have surrendered early, but also full of anxiety.

　　 But at this moment, a faint golden light appeared. This was the power of merit, but it didn't fly to Ye Ping, but fell into Chen Yuan's body.

　　 Chen Yuan: "???"

　　 He was a little confused.

　　 I didn't expect at all that I could actually gain merit.

　　 And this merit is very pure. After being submerged in his body, all sins will be purified on the spot, and all karma will be eliminated by the power of this merit.

　　 In other words, Chen Yuan is now not a grieving soul, but a good soul. Not only can he directly enter the cycle of reincarnation, but once he is reborn, he can be reincarnated as a rich child in his next life, free of illness and disaster.

　　 This is the benefit of the power of merit.

　　 Chen Yuan never thought that one day he would actually gain the power of merit.

　　 He did a lot of bad things during his lifetime, but fortunately he has a bottom line, but Chen Yuan also knows that if he is dead, he will have to bear many causes and effects, and even after he is done well, he will be caught by his colleagues and made into evil weapons.

　　 But now I have gained merit, the whole person, oh, no, the whole ghost has been sublimated.

　　 "Shangxian, go north, I can feel that there are many disciples of the Demon God in the north."

　　 Chen Yuan quickly understood why he could get the merits. After tasting the sweetness, Chen Yuan immediately asked Ye Ping to slay the demons and demons.

　　Because he has nothing to do with sin.

"Great!"

　　 Ye Ping didn't talk nonsense, he believed what Chen Yuan said. After all, Chen Yuan was **** by him, and everything was lost.

All the way north.

　　 Ye Ping's speed is extremely fast, and at the same time, his realm cultivation is also crazy.

　　 Now I have completed the tenth Qi training.

　　 And all of this was seen by Chen Yuan.

　　 Apart from shock, Chen Yuan knows one more thing.

　　 I hugged my thigh.

　　 North.

　　 As Chen Yuan said, there are indeed a large number of disciples of the Devil Cult.

　　 It’s not even just a large number, basically all the disciples of the Demon God’s Cult gather here.

　　 Qingyun Ancient City Performance Field.

　　 Tens of thousands of monks all hid here, and they had gathered here in the second wave of the Demon Sect’s raid.

　　 And it is precisely because they are gathered here, most of the people of the Demon God Sect are also all concentrated here.

　　 In the martial arts field, the silver-white brilliance enveloped this place, and tens of thousands of monks all hid in the light curtain.

　　 Beyond the light curtain, the Demon God taught his disciples to bombard with various magical weapons, planning to use the simplest method to break the formation.

　　 Inside the light curtain, the cultivators did not wait to die, all kinds of magical weapons burst out, turning into rays of light, killing many people.

　　 Especially the Qingzhou City Lord, holding a blue flying sword in his hand, the sword aura shot out, and he killed dozens of Demon Sect disciples under one face.

　　 But it is a pity that even if the Demon God Cult disciple is killed, the opponent will turn into a resentment in an instant, swallowing resentment, and then attack the barrier.

　　 These Demon Sect disciples are all lunatics, one by one, not afraid of death, only a few are scrupulous, and most of them don't take their lives seriously, and their eyes are full of cruelty.

　　 "Chen Zheng, I will give you a chance. As long as you are willing to surrender and take back the formation, I can not kill you, and recommend you to the top, how about you?"

　　 At this moment, the commander of the Demon Sect spoke up.

　　 This is a monk who has built a great foundation. He looked at Chen Zheng not far away indifferently, and offered this condition, hoping that Chen Zheng could recover the formation.

　　 After all, a lot of people died in the Demon Sect. If this continues, it is not that I am afraid that I will not be defeated, but I am worried that something will happen, so it is natural for him to end the battle early.

　　 "Wishful thinking, Chen Zhengnai, I am the imperial order officer and a monk of the righteous way. It is really funny to let me join the Demon Sect."

　　 Chen Zheng's voice sounded, his face was full of disdain.

　　 "Chen Zheng, don't talk too much. To survive these years, many righteous monks have joined our Demon Sect."

"Master Chen Zheng, no matter how good the court commander is, you are just a small Jin city lord. From a small point of view, in the eyes of the Jin government, you are just an insignificant city lord. To the larger, among the ten countries Does anyone know you Chen Zheng?"

　　 "To be a bit bigger, our sacred religion is the existence that makes the Daxia Dynasty a headache. If you don't agree, it is nothing but so many people there, you can't afford to lose this person."

　　 "But I can promise you ~ www.ltnovel.com~ As long as you take back the formation, within a stick of incense, I can guarantee that, except for some of your cronies, the rest will never see the sun tomorrow."

"After you join my sacred religion, I will let the superior, empower you, bless you, and help you break through to the Golden Core Realm in one fell swoop. At that time, wait thirty or fifty years, who will remember you Chen Zheng, and that At that time, when our sacred religion has established a grand cause, you will have the merit of being a dragon."

　　 The voice of the commander rang, every word of him was full of temptation, and every word made people's heart moving.

　　 "Sir Lord, don't believe the nonsense of this group of people. They are the demon sect, and the demon sect disciples are best at deception."

　　 "Sir, don't shake your heart. I wait for the monks of the right way. If you betray the magic way, it will be a stinking thing for thousands of years."

　　 In the formation.

　　 Tens of thousands of monks couldn't help but look at Chen Zheng, they were afraid that Chen Zheng really agreed.

　　 "Everyone, feel at ease, even if I, Chen Zheng, died here, I will never surrender to the magic way."

　　 Chen Zheng's voice sounded, he did not choose to surrender, instead his eyes were more determined.

　　 "Really toasting, not eating or punishing wine, Chen Zheng, don't you think that there will be a master of Taoism to save you?"

　　 "How old are you? Are you still dreaming?"

　　 "Well, when the formation is broken, I will let you taste what life is better than death."

　　 After hearing Chen Zheng's answer again, the Demon Sect commander became a little angry.

　　 He tried his best to speak, but he didn't expect Chen Zheng to not take the bait, so how not to make people angry.

　　 But thinking of the winning ticket, he didn't hide it, and tore his face straight.

　　 Just, at this moment.

　　 A voice suddenly sounded.

　　 "Look, is that person Ye Ping?"