Immortal Cultivators Transmigrates Into Doomsday, I Am A Devil Cultivator

Grabbing Xiao He, he threw him towards the pool of blood in the air.

Pool of blood waved his hand, preparing to strike.

Before he could make contact with Xiao He's body, he exploded in mid-air.

It turned out that when Wu Ping threw him, he had already infused poisonous spiritual power into his body.

Playing dirty tricks?

Who doesn't know how!

"Daring to harm fellow disciples, Chi Xue!!"

"As a disciple of Punishment Peak, I will definitely take you down today!"

"Cough..."

Chi Xue's face turned pale.

With a terrified expression, he said to Wu Ping, "You poisoned me?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Ping immediately rose up and attacked!

Shouting loudly, "Slandering fellow disciples, a crime deserving punishment."

Raising his hand into a claw, his spiritual power circulated within his body.

In an instant, dragon scales covered his hand, and the sound of dragon's roar echoed.

This was something Wu Ping obtained mysteriously in the Shaolin Temple, Dragon Claw Hand!

In the images that appeared, this thing was created by imitating the hunting methods of the Eight Heavenly Dragons.

Although Wu Ping had not used it yet, once his spiritual power flowed smoothly, he understood that this was no ordinary object.

Both hands turned into claws, flickering with a cloud of beads.

Seeing Wu Ping's fierce momentum, golden dragon scales on his hands faintly appeared.

And there was a strong dragon's aura.

Chi Xue's strength had already been weakened by the poison.

He raised his hand to block!

But when had he ever seen the pinnacle of techniques from the End of Days World?

If the techniques in the Immortal Cultivation World were like a sharp sword without a blade, clever but not skillful...

Then the techniques from the End of Days World were the pinnacle of techniques created in a world without spiritual power.

But after being irrigated by the circulation of spiritual energy, they ultimately converged.

In the world, everything ultimately relates to the Dao.

With a wave of his hand, a bloody smell filled the air.

The blood within the bodies of those present surged under Chi Xue's attack, becoming restless.

One palm strikes out.

Wu Ping doesn't dodge or evade.

He can already handle this kind of attack in the Spirit Palace Realm.

Trash!

It doesn't hurt or itch when it hits Wu Ping.

Golden light attaches to both hands, tearing apart.

The attack from Chi Xue is instantly torn to pieces.

The palm is viciously clenched, facing the pool and the gate.

Dragon Claw Hand, dragon claw strikes!

Under the sound of dragon's roar.

Chi Xue is too surprised that Wu Ping's physical body is so terrifying.

His figure retreats strangely.

The surrounding blood clouds surge.

Wu Ping's attack misses.

One hand pinches the tactic, one hand becomes a claw.

Hold your breath!

In the concept of the Doomsday World, there is the idea of cultivating external muscles and refining bones, and internally cultivating one's breath.

As long as this breath doesn't leak, one can keep attacking continuously, and every move is explosive.

It's the same in the Immortal Cultivation World, but in the Immortal Cultivation World.

This breath needs to be changed to spiritual energy.

In an instant.

A golden dragon soars behind him, with intertwined divine patterns.

It's quite miraculous.

The onlookers around are amazed.

"This Senior Brother Wu Ping is indeed the one who killed the reincarnated spirit child of the Golden Arhat Sect. This physical body is truly as terrifying as the rumors say. It's even scarier than the golden bodies of those monks. He actually withstood Chi Xue's Blood Demon Life-Ending Palm."

"What do you guys think Senior Brother Wu Ping is using? It's full of golden light, and there's a golden dragon phantom behind him. And from what I know, a flood dragon has three claws, and a dragon has four claws. Why does the dragon behind Senior Brother Wu Ping have five claws!!!"

"Don't say it, the more I look at it, the less it looks like something we demonic cultivators can use. It's shining with golden light, accompanied by divine patterns. The techniques we use are all about wailing ghosts and howling wolves, with dark clouds all around. They're all demonic techniques. I'm a little envious of Senior Brother Wu Ping."

"People say that Great Demons are like immortals and like Buddhas. Senior Brother Wu Ping's realm is not something we can compare to. It must be some secret technique that's not passed down!"

"Maybe it's something Senior Brother Wu Ping snatched from those monks. The things snatched are better than what they use themselves. Senior Brother Wu Ping is mighty!"

Some disciples from Punishment Peak who came with Tie Chousheng shouted in the crowd.

In the sky.

Wu Ping continuously swung the rotating black seal.

The pool of blood swept away the surrounding blood clouds.

Immediately, a winged blood-colored monster rushed forward, blocking the sky and colliding with the seal of the Earth Store Bodhisattva's Zen Sutra.

The result was without suspense.

The enormous blood-colored monster instantly collapsed.

Wu Ping killed again, approaching closely.

His hands formed a pair, continuously launching attacks.

With the Dragon Claw Hand technique, he aimed for the acupoint called "Grabbing Clouds, Snatching Pearls."

Although I couldn't understand it and had never encountered this kind of technique that transcended ordinary skills,

I, Chi Xue, still didn't dare to be careless.

I directly broke the tightly gripped arm that Wu Ping had pinched.

In close combat, I wasn't even sure if I could defeat Wu Ping.

But if I wanted to leave,

I had to ask if Wu Ping's Dragon Claw Hand would allow it.

I directly brushed away the severed arm in my hand.

Then I pressed forward, the illusion of dragon claws on my hand solidifying.

Wu Ping suddenly shouted, a shocking dragon chant coming from his mouth.

"Roar!!"

This is the advantage of holding one's breath.

It can be used as a surprise move, launching a sudden attack that catches the enemy off guard.

And using spiritual power to rub against the breath produces an explosive effect.

Immediately, Chi Xue's divine soul became unstable, and a buzzing sound kept ringing in his ears.

Dragon Claw Hand, grabbing clouds and snatching throats.

Crack.

The golden dragon claw instantly pierced into the flesh of Chi Xue's neck.

The pain brought him back to his senses.

But it was already too late.

The dragon claw tightened, exerting a second burst of force!

In a daze, everyone seemed to see a golden dragon fighting in the sky, tearing apart one prey after another with its sharp claws.

Chi Xue's windpipe was directly torn off by Wu Ping.

His divine soul suffered heavy damage along with it.

Blood keeps gushing out.

In theory, at this level,

The injuries to the flesh and blood on the body shouldn't have a big impact, even if the heart is shattered.

It doesn't necessarily mean death!

But what's serious is not the injury of the torn trachea and the gushing blood.

What's serious is the poison in Wu Ping's spiritual power, and the residual power that is rapidly destroying all vitality within Chi'er's body.

With a casual throw, the trachea in his hand is thrown away.

Wu Ping's face is mocking: "Trash, you thought you were so powerful, with just you, you dare to come trouble me?"

Blood keeps gushing out from the large hole in Chi'er's neck.

He falls to the ground, and in an instant, he can't even muster a trace of spiritual power.

Looking at Wu Ping's gradually approaching figure.

He regrets it.

He's scared.

Suddenly, a voice comes from the sky: "Wait!! Spare him!"

Wu Ping looks over.

Only to see an elder from the Blood Demon Peak flying over.

In an urgent tone, he says, "Wu Ping, you can't kill him."

"Oh? Why can't I? He wanted to kill me, why can't I kill him?"

The elder's eyes contemplate.

They are all cultivators from the same peak. As an elder of the Blood Demon Peak, he naturally doesn't want his own inner disciples to die at the hands of their own people.

"Mutual killing among disciples of the same sect is a disgrace."

But facing Wu Ping, he can't exert too much pressure. This person is a monster.

He will definitely grow in the future.

He can only make appropriate efforts to try to save Chi'er's life.

Wu Ping takes out the waist token of Punishment Peak: "I am a disciple of Punishment Peak, in charge of punishment. This person has tortured and harmed fellow disciples. With this, can I kill him?"

Zhang Lai is a bit hesitant: "He is at least an inner disciple, and you... you are only an outer disciple of Punishment Peak. Is this a matter of status?"

Wu Ping makes a move.

After all, who can't borrow power?

Elder Ouyang, I have to rely on you again.

He takes off the headband from his waist: "Given by Elder Ouyang personally, can I kill him?"

"This Elder Ouyang..."

The elder of Blood Demon Peak wanted to say something.

Wu Ping directly took out the headsman and Punishment Peak disciple token: "This plus this, can I kill now?"

"Elder, please answer my question!"

Finally, the elder lowered his head: "If you can kill, then kill. I don't care anymore, you handle it."

After speaking, the elder of Blood Demon Peak left in a hurry.

Chi Xue lay on the ground, severely injured.

Looking at the departing elder.

He felt despair.

If he had known earlier, why did he have to advance to the beginning?

At some point, Wu Ping raised the Buddha's whip in his hand.

When killing, of course, one must use this thing, to kill securely, without any possibility of leaving behind.

As soon as this thing appeared, it instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"That... is it a Law Weapon refined from the relics of a high monk?"

"This... Senior Brother Wu Ping is probably alone in attacking the home of the Vajra Sect. This weapon refined from the relics of a high monk is so extravagant."

"This kind of thing, if it was previously refined, it would definitely be placed in the highest Buddha hall of the Buddhist Gate, and would never be scattered outside. If that's the case, Senior Brother Wu Ping has definitely attacked the home of the Vajra Sect!"

"There is another possibility, that is, Senior Brother Wu Ping refined it himself. But if Senior Brother Wu Ping refined it himself, how many relics would he need? The relics of a high monk are even more precious to the Buddhist Gate, and it's difficult for ordinary people to obtain even one. How many does Senior Brother Wu Ping need for this whip in his hand?"

"It's possible that there are thousands or even hundreds of them, and the two at the top and the tail are so big!!!"

For a while, everyone looked at Wu Ping with horrified eyes.

After fighting with the monks for so long.

They understood the horror of these monks.

Their spiritual power restrained demonic cultivators in all aspects.

And yet, they were still fighting in front, while Wu Ping went to steal the home of the Vajra Sect???

Is this still a human?

You say he didn't rob?

Then where did the whip refined from the relics in Wu Ping's hand come from? Where did that righteous and majestic aura, the golden light bursting forth, and the powerful magic attached to the dragon claws come from?

Although they hadn't seen the effect of the weapons refined from the relics of the Buddhist Gate's powerful figures, just the momentum alone was overwhelming.

Especially if they were to fight against Buddhist cultivators in the future.

When this thing was taken out.

B...

Looking at the discussions around the field, Wu Ping ignored them.

Let them think whatever they want.

Looking at the poisoned and withered body on the ground.

Wu Ping lifted his foot and stepped on the chest of the blood pool: "Be smarter in your next life, but never encounter me again."

He swung the whip in his hand towards the head.

The blood pool's eyes were filled with pleading.

Unable to speak, he begged Wu Ping with his eyes.

Wu Ping paused.

He thought that Wu Ping really wouldn't kill him.

Even though the possibility was very small, he couldn't help but fantasize about it in his heart.

But Wu Ping immediately said the final insult.

"Oh, by the way, your brother is trash, and you're also trash. Do you understand?"

Bang!

With a whip strike, the blood pool immediately became a headless corpse.

The remaining vitality dissipated instantly.

At this point,

Wu Ping added another life to his hands.

Swinging the Buddha whip.

Wu Ping couldn't help but think that his identity should be correct, a demonic cultivator!

But why did it feel like there were more demonic cultivators dying by his hands than righteous cultivators?

In confusion, Wu Ping flew away.

Of course, he didn't leave the battlefield.

He just took a rest. In front of the battlefield, there was still a head worth three hundred thousand waiting for him.

After Wu Ping left,

The discussions in the field exploded once again.

A cultivator in the Dragon Transformation realm.

Did he just die like that?

For a while, the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard in the field.

Wu Ping's combat power was too terrifying.

But what followed was the crowd's ecstasy!

So what if the blood pool died?

After all, his cultivation was in the Dragon Transformation realm, and he couldn't participate in the battle below.

No one even mentioned seeking revenge for him.

It's still the same, none of my business.

But Wu Ping is still here!

And Wu Ping, whether it's his previous impressive record of killing the Dalai Lama's reincarnation or his current brutal killing of the Dragon Transformation stage Chi Xue, all of this speaks to his formidable strength!

And Wu Ping is a genuine Dragon Gate Realm cultivator.

What does this mean?

This means that as long as Wu Ping doesn't leave, he can lead us and the other demonic cultivators to kill the Diamond-level front line.

Isn't that like killing a Buddha with a Buddha?

His existence is like a powerful icebreaker.

These demonic cultivators just need to follow him and charge forward.

It's almost like picking up a free credit.

Why is the Diamond Sect's front line so strong? It's because of their reincarnated spirit children.

And there are other sects besides the Diamond Sect that are fighting against the Seven Blood Sect. They are all vying for territory.

The talented disciples within the sect are very busy.

There aren't many who have been assigned to the Diamond Sect battlefield.

So, it has led to the situation where the Purple Virtuous Spirit Child guards the Lingfo Peninsula, and it's impossible to break through. We simply can't defeat them.

But now!

Wu Ping has arrived!

For a moment, it's as if everyone sees a large number of points and rewards beckoning to them.

"God is helping us. With Senior Brother Wu Ping leading us, we can easily break through the Diamond Sect's front line tomorrow!"

"I will definitely apply to be part of the vanguard assault force and follow in Senior Brother Wu Ping's footsteps to charge into the Diamond Sect's main camp!"

"You go away. Just stay behind and have some soup. With your cultivation at the Triple Dragon Gate stage, do you think you're qualified to be in the vanguard?"

"But what if Senior Brother Wu Ping goes there alone?"

"With his formidable combat power, he can handle it alone."

Someone spoke up.

The people present were not ones to sit idly by.

Their eyes immediately turned to Tie Chousheng and Wu Qi, who were preparing to follow Wu Ping.

They surrounded them in an instant.

The two took a step back. "What do you want?"

So many demonic cultivators from the Dragon Gate Realm were staring at him, Tie Chousheng felt a bit breathless.

"Brother, brother, your name is Tie... Tie (De Nuo Zhao)...."

"Tie Chousheng."

"Yes, yes, Tie Chousheng, you are, right? You are a disciple of Punishment Peak, and I am a disciple of Human Demon Peak. Our peaks have a cooperative relationship of mutual assistance, we are friends, you know where Senior Wu Ping is staying?"

"You shouldn't speak like that."

"Wu Qi, brother, listen to me. You want points, you want to kill enemies, right?"

Wu Qi was a bit confused, but still nodded.

The person continued, "You see, this surprise attack unit is for earning points, it's the highest, but also the most dangerous. However, your cultivation is a bit lacking. But it doesn't matter, like this!"

"As long as you two speak well of us to Senior Wu Ping, when he charges tomorrow, hehehe, bring us along, and we will bring you two. We will protect your safety, and when the time comes, we can share the credit."

"Don't worry, brother, I am a cultivator at the ninth level of the Dragon Gate. Although I am not as talented as the Purple Virtuous Spirit Child who excels in everything, he has been taught by Senior Wu Ping, right? In the hands of others, I can still protect your safety."

"Yes, yes, and us too. We can all protect your safety. Speak well of us in front of Senior Wu Ping."

Wu Qi and Tie Chousheng couldn't help but exchange a glance.

They didn't react to it either.

To think that such a situation of seeking high and settling for low would happen to them.

In the past, these Dragon Gate cultivators wouldn't even spare them a glance.

It truly fulfilled Wu Ping's words.

When one person achieves the Dao, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.

But the two of them made their positions clear.

Wu Qi spoke, "Senior brothers, we don't have the authority to decide on this matter, but I can ask Senior Wu Ping for his opinion."

Everyone nodded.

Wu Qi took out the token of a Punishment Peak disciple and sent a message to Wu Ping.

The response he received was only one sentence from Wu Ping.

Find good hands.

Wu Qi relayed the message, and everyone present became instantly excited.

The next day, when Wu Ping woke up and opened the door, he saw dozens of Dragon Gate Realm demonic cultivators waiting outside.

...Bing.

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