No Way People Find Cultivation Difficult, Right?

Qingzhou Kendo Conference venue.

Wei Lin was stunned.

I saw figures appearing at the entrance to the north gate. These were all his subordinates, so they were easy to identify.

Why did all my men come here?

what happened?

Also, what is a master of Taoism, hey, please explain clearly.

Wei Lin didn't know what happened, but he always felt that something was wrong.

But at this moment.

A golden figure appeared, this figure, like a divine soldier descending from the sky, was bathed in golden light all over his body.

As soon as he raised his hand, there was a piece of golden light, directly killing this group of fleeing Demon God Sect disciples.

"Crooked sun, master of Taoism?"

Wei Lin was stunned.

What is said, what will appear, who will not be confused?

Not to mention Wei Lin, even Sikong Jiantian was dumbfounded.

A master of Taoism!

He really didn't expect that there was such a young Taoist in such a small Qingzhou?

In the entire Jin Kingdom, there are only four masters of the Tao, but the age of these four masters is not over five hundred years old?

At such a young age, Ye Ping is already a master of Taoism, so what will happen in the future?

Even the Supervisory Academy does not have such a young master.

This is no longer a simple matter of a phoenix coming out of a chicken coop, it is a dragon coming out of a chicken coop.

hiss!

Suddenly, Sikong Jiantian couldn't help thinking of another thing.

Ye Ping's senior brother is Su Changyu.

A mere junior is so strong, what about the senior?

Could it be that this Su Changyu is really a reclusive expert?

But before Sikong Jiantian could continue to think, Wei Lin, who was in a stalemate with him, panicked, and wanted to take away the Five Resentments Emerald Ancient Gourd and escape from this place.

A Taoist came, and Wei Lin was frightened.

No matter how strong Ye Ping is, as long as he cooperates with Sikong Jiantian, what can be guaranteed is that he will definitely die.

So Wei Lin ran away, and a gentleman would not suffer from immediate losses.

It's just that Sikong Jiantian instantly sensed Wei Lin's thoughts, and couldn't help but yelled at Ye Ping.

"Ye Ping, use the golden light to transform him quickly."

Sikong Jiantian roared, as long as Ye Ping breaks through Wei Lin's defense with Hua Jinguang, then he can suppress this demon.

"good."

Ye Ping agreed straight away, he himself came here to subdue the devil, and Wei Lin is the biggest devil right now, so he naturally couldn't let him go.

The Duhua golden light shot out, and a piece of golden light shone on Wei Lin.

In an instant, the Five Resentments Emerald Ancient Gourd was the first to vibrate, and a large amount of five resentments ancient poison was withdrawn, billowing black smoke came out. Internally, he was tortured, resulting in a steady stream of grievances, which were finally refined into the ancient poison of five grievances by this gourd.

This is an ancient treasure.

Basically, they are all in the hands of Yuanying Patriarch, and it is precisely because of this ancient treasure that Wei Lin can restrain Sikong Jiantian.

But the main thing is to blame Sikong Jiantian for being too big.

As for Wei Lin, he also received an extremely serious blow, and the Duhua golden light shone on him, as if roasted by real fire.

In just a split second, Wei Lin let out an extremely shrill scream.

The next moment, Sikong Jiantian finally made a move.

His gaze became extremely sharp at this moment.

clang clang clang!

Streams of pure white sword energy shot out, this is the sword of righteousness, which is specially designed to overcome this kind of evil cultivation.

The sword energy turned into golden light, bathed in a layer of pale gold, and pierced through Wei Lin's body on the spot.

"ah!"

Wei Lin's miserable voice sounded.

At the same time, tens of thousands of monks from Qingzhou also happened to come to the venue of the meeting and saw this scene.

Sikong Jiantian was really angry.

His sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and hundreds of sword qi wanted to smash Wei Lin's body directly.

"I surrender, I surrender, Sikong Jiantian, please spare my life, I can tell you where the Demon God Sect's den is."

Wei Lin's panic sounded.

He couldn't beat Sikong Jiantian in the first place, and now he is suppressed by Duhua Jinguang, who can stand up to him?

So at the first moment, Wei Lin wanted to surrender.

"Surrender now, it's too late!"

Sikong Jiantian didn't give Wei Lin a chance at all.

He didn't need to give Wei Lin a chance either.

The sword energy exploded, and the void was shattered. Sikong Jiantian is a strong man at the peak of Jindan, and his swordsmanship is extremely terrifying. He has already comprehended the existence of sword intent. beheaded.

If it is not careless, how can it be delayed until now?

"Sikong Jiantian, I still have a lot of secrets, you must want to know, Sikong Jiantian, you can capture me alive, but you insist on killing me, aren't you afraid of the wrath of the King of Jin?"

Wei Lin panicked.

He was completely panicked, and kept speaking, hoping that Sikong Jiantian would hesitate.

It's a pity that Sikong Jiantian didn't hesitate at all, even his eyes were full of sneer.

King of Jin?

What is it in his eyes?

puff!

The next moment, Wei Lin was directly twisted into blood by Sikong Jiantian, and a golden pill emerged, but it was directly chopped to pieces by Sikong Jiantian's sword energy.

This scene was very bloody, but tens of thousands of people did not close their eyes.

The surprise attack of the Devil's Sect caused Qingzhou to die unknowingly how many monks.

They will not pity their enemies, and the monks of the Demon Race are even more worthy of death.

"Sikong Jiantian, I'm not convinced!"

Wei Lin's mournful voice sounded, and his resentful soul was formed, a resentful soul that was four or five meters high.

What's more frightening is that Wei Lin's resentful soul is directly attached to the five resentments emerald ancient gourd.

In an instant, the ancient gourd shook, and the wailing voices of countless souls rang out. The scene of purgatory on earth reappeared, and even the weak monks fainted from shock on the spot.

"Ye Ping, turn into golden light!"

As soon as Sikong Jiantian raised his hand, the sword of endless righteousness came out, suppressing the resentment. At the same time, he quickly called Ye Ping. After all, it was difficult to suppress such a terrifying resentment with his own strength.

"good!"

At this moment, Ye Ping is like a tool person without emotion.

He opened his hands, and a golden sky appeared. Countless resentful souls were transcended under the golden light. These were not resentful souls, but dead souls.

Now under the golden light of degrees, one by one chooses to transcend reincarnation.

At this moment, it was as if a golden rain had fallen in the kendo conference.

At the same time, a large amount of merit was absorbed into Ye Ping's body as if money was not required.

boom!

However, the Five Resentments Emerald Ancient Gourd was indeed terrifying. Even under the dual suppression of Ye Ping and Sikong Jiantian, it still burst out with terrifying power. Suddenly, the resentment was soaring, and countless dead souls swept the entire ancient city of Qingzhou.

"Damn it!"

Sikong Jiantian didn't expect that Wei Lin's resentment would be so strong. His Great Virtuous Righteousness Sword plus the Golden Light of Speed ​​could not suppress it.

"Everyone flee quickly."

Sikong Jiantian roared loudly, telling everyone to leave quickly, don't stay here.

And Chen Yuan's voice also sounded.

"Shangxian, hurry up and turn it into golden light. There are millions of resentful souls in this ancient emerald gourd of five grievances. If all of them are superseded, it will be difficult not to ascend. Don't be stingy with your merits."

Chen Yuan's voice sounded, reminding Ye Ping to quickly strengthen the golden light, otherwise, if Wei Lin can't be suppressed, he will be in great trouble.

"good."

Ye Ping didn't talk nonsense, he understood the seriousness of the matter.

All the power of merit in the body is injected into the golden light.

The power of more than two thousand meritorious virtues transformed the Duhua Jinguang again in one breath.

This is the sixth metamorphosis.

As long as it transforms three more times, it will be able to condense the degree of golden wheel.

With Ye Ping's promotion of golden light, the golden sky became bigger and more powerful than before.

Zizizi!

The power of countless virtues submerged into Ye Ping's body.

The dead souls in the five grudges emerald ancient gourd are not ordinary dead souls. They have suffered endless pain and torture in this evil weapon, and the resentment in their hearts is unknown.

It is extremely difficult to save them all, and it is precisely because of this that Wei Lin would rather risk the possibility of never being reincarnated, but also possess himself in the ancient gourd, release these dead souls, and turn the ancient city of Qingzhou into a ghost city.

Created the second Linhe Ghost Tomb.

But unfortunately, Wei Lin met Ye Ping by coincidence.

A large amount of merit was absorbed into Ye Ping's body.

And Ye Ping also poured all these merits into the golden light.

After a stick of incense.

The degree of golden light transformed again.

The speed of transforming dead souls is getting faster and faster, and it is getting more and more ferocious.

Some resentful souls, under Ye Ping's golden light, had to let go of their obsessions and reincarnated back.

"Ye Ping! You are courting death!"

Wei Lin's voice sounded, he gathered the power of millions of resentful souls, and wanted to obliterate Ye Ping.

But Sikong Jiantian also immediately released his sword intent.

clang clang clang!

The sword weapons in the hands of all the sword repairmen in the ancient city of Qingzhou were buzzing.

In the next moment, hundreds of thousands of swords gathered in front of Sikong Jiantian, turning into a sword shield, resisting Wei Lin's attack.

"Ye Ping, rest assured."

Sikong Jiantian's voice sounded.

He knew that the only way to really solve this problem right now was to rely on Ye Ping's speeding up of the golden light, otherwise, at the price of never being reborn, Wei Lin's last blow would be enough to turn the ancient city of Qingzhou into a ghost town.

Swish Swish Swish!

A large amount of merit poured into Ye Ping's body.

After three sticks of incense.

The eighth metamorphosis of Duhua Jinguang.

But Wei Lin's attack became more ferocious, with millions of resentful souls, the resentment was soaring, even Sikong Jiantian couldn't stop it.

His sword intent was invincible, and his mighty sword of righteousness blocked the impact of resentful souls, but he also suffered very serious injuries.

If he continues like this, he will be in bad luck.

It's just that Sikong Jiantian understands that as long as Ye Ping condenses the Duhua Golden Wheel, everything will be over.

But Sikong Jiantian knew one more thing.

That is, the Duhua Jinlun does not only rely on the power of merit to condense out.

An epiphany is needed!

But he couldn't say, he could only expect a miracle to happen.