I really want to be a cook

Venerable Ming, fall!

"it is good!"

See Jiang Ping behead another person.

The great masters of the Righteous Way gained a bit more momentum, but on the other hand, the Devil's side seemed to be in mourning, with a faint heart to retreat.

From the point of view, they have already lost two people, but only one person has the upper hand.

And because the five ghosts attacked Jiang Ping with all their strength and neglected the defense behind him, he was punched in the back by the great master surnamed Wang who was chasing up.

Although he had reacted in time, the zhenqi in his body couldn't turn around all of a sudden, and he couldn't completely block it. A force invaded his body and wreaked havoc, immediately losing [-]% ​​of his combat power.

"Don't be afraid! He is already at the end of his strength, don't be intimidated by him! With this speed, it is absolutely impossible for him to perform it a second time!"

The green-robed old monster shouted the lines he had composed and acted in advance, and charged forward again, like a stunned young man who was not afraid of death.

And Jiang Ping seemed to be confirming his deduction. After sending Lao Qiu down to get a lunch box with one palm, his body shook like a sieve, and blood came out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, looking very scary.

This time, it's real blood!

Just a moment ago, his body broke through the limit speed, leaving an afterimage in the eyes of a veteran grand master like Venerable Five Ghosts. It is conceivable how fast his speed is.

The faster the speed, the greater the demands and stress on the body.

So bleeding from the seven orifices is reasonable.

Even if the blood is the congestion from Jiang Ping's shock.

But the point is that no one else knows. Hearing the green-robed old monster's well-founded deduction, the big guy rekindled hope.

Especially when Yin Wuhen saw Qiu Daoyu's incarnation Mingzun being slapped to death by Jiang Ping's palm, his eyes were tearing apart.

He didn't know Venerable Ming, before this mission, he had never even heard the name Venerable Ming.

But he knew that Master Ming was from Qiye, who was specially sent to him by Master Qiye for this mission.

He guessed in his heart that this person was very likely to be the grand master secretly recruited by Lord Qiye.

So along the way, he was quite polite to this Venerable Ming, especially when he saw the close relationship between Venerable Ming and the green-robed old monster, which verified his conjecture.

But now, Venerable Hades is dead.

How should he explain to Lord Qiye?

Yin Wuhen let out an angry roar, and with a push of both palms, thousands of petals drifted away behind him, like feathered arrows, and shot towards Shen Lang densely.

After one move, Yin Wuhen yelled at the Lord of the Six Prisons:

"Six Prisons, stop him, I'll take Jiang Ping's life!"

At this moment, Yin Wuhen just wanted to use Jiang Ping's life to make amends to Master Qiye and make up for his fault of leading the team.

"Want to go?!"

However, Shen Lang has been paying attention to Yin Wuhen's movements, and seeing that he wants to go beyond himself to find Jiang Ping's troubles, he is not in a hurry to get away.

Just now it was Yin Wuhen and the Six Prison Demon Lord who held him back.

But now with Jiang Ping as an amazing army, he took the time to drag the two of them along and watch Jiang Ping perform.

I saw Shen Lang throwing out his sword directly, blocking Yin Wuhen's way with three layers of sword energy, and then he followed up with the second half of his sentence:

"Have you asked me?"

As for the Demon Lord of the Six Prisons, well, a circle of soy sauce was added.

Although he shot just now, he didn't do his best.

After all, he witnessed Shen Lang's sword before, and he directly broke through the encirclement of the great masters.

He asked himself that he was not an opponent.

If Yin Wuhen leaves him and is unable to help him for a while, he is very likely to be injured by the divine sword in Shen Lang's hand.

If it is more serious, it is not impossible to be hacked to death.

Therefore, the Demon Lord of the Six Prisons only worked, but did not work hard.

Even if Yin Wuhen asked about it afterwards, he could have spread his hands and said that he was too weak to stop Shen Lang.

"hateful!"

Yin Wuhen saw that the devil of the six prisons was involved on the edge, and he didn't even have the courage to confront him head-on. In his heart, he cursed the old thing as useless, but at the same time, he said to the devil of the six prisons:

"Six prisons, I'll hold him back, you go and kill Jiang Ping!"

Hearing this, the Demon Lord of the Six Prisons looked at Jiang Ping, who was wrestling with the green-robed old monster endlessly, his breath fluctuating, and he seemed to be belching at any time, his eyes lit up.

"His Royal Highness, don't worry, watch the old man take another's head as a congratulatory gift to the Son!"

The Demon Lord of the Six Prisons rushed over directly.

Even the green-robed old monster Jiang Ping, a new grand master, fought so hard. If he, a veteran grand master, made a move, it would be easy to catch.

It seemed that it was his turn to gain such a reputation.

At the same time, there was a faint pleasure of revenge in his heart.

If it weren't for Jiang Ping, he would never have faced today's predicament.

The most important thing is that he even lost his grandson of the third generation, so it is too much to be compensated by a magic soldier?

The evil light in the eyes of the devil of the six prisons was fierce, and a huge palm print hovered under the six-fold pagoda and suppressed it loudly:

"Jiang Ping, you are going to die!"

at the same time.

"Brother Lupao, according to what we said before, whichever is our target, you can hit me in that direction later.

I will kill him for you!

If you kill two more, you will lead people to run quickly, and I will lead people to chase after them.

If you put on another good show of being heroic, no one will have an excuse to trouble you after you go back. "

While Jiang Ping was struggling to resist the bursting attack of the green-robed monster, he had a lot of free time to communicate with the green-robed monster and sort out the next script by the way.

The green-robed old monster nodded silently, and was about to drive Jiang Ping into the melee crowd, when he heard the mighty shout of the Six Prison Demon Lord.

"The plan is changed, kill this dog first!"

Jiang Ping transmitted the voice again.

At the same time, he seemed to be frightened by the aura of the Demon Lord of the Six Prisons, his body stagnated, and at the same time, his head faintly shifted in the direction of the Demon Lord of the Six Prisons.

In this way, he exposed a flaw.

The green-robed old monster seized the opportunity and slapped him on the back, and Jiang Ping couldn't help but fly in the direction of the Lord of the Six Prisons.

"The Lord of the Six Prisons, I leave it to you!"

The green-robed old monster greeted loudly.

The Demon Lord of the Six Prisons was immediately overjoyed when he saw Jiang Ping's bloody appearance, and he looked like he was dying soon.

"die!"

The huge palm prints circled down with the figure of the Lord of the Six Hells, and Jiang Ping's body was instantly covered by the palm prints.

"Haha, you're not dead yet!"

The Lord of the Six Hells clearly felt that this palm definitely hit the target, and it was not some phantom or phantom.

And with the strength of his palm, even a small hill, he could flatten the top.

But soon, he felt his heart move, as if something had been drilled through.

"The golden body is immortal!"

璨！

The golden light is like a small sun, directly illuminating the night sky, and also directly melting the phantom of the suppressed pagoda above the head.

In mid-air, a gleaming golden figure clasped his palms together, and then clapped out with one palm.

This is a bottom-up palm technique!

Due to the haste, Jiang Ping didn't have time to give it a more prestigious name.

But it's violent.

Because this palm was driven by his strength of hundreds of thousands of catties.

Under the shining golden light, under the loose robe, there are his swollen muscles and his unparalleled strength.

boom!

The big palm print catalyzed by true energy shattered directly, and a palm came into view in the horrified eyes of the devil of the six prisons.

clang!

The Lord of the Six Prisons is also a ruthless person. When he knew that he could not evade, he chose to fight Jiang Ping and hurt both sides.

The so-called brave man wins in a narrow road, as long as Jiang Ping has a little hesitation, he can turn the tide of the battle again and turn defeat into victory.

then……

clang!

Jiang Ping also helped to knock on his chest, bang bang hard.

This is based on the Luohan Jin body of Liuli Temple, and it has been derived from countless experience points. It has a super tough effect, and with the endless vitality in his body, he is not afraid of hammers at all.

The only person in this world who can hurt him is basically that small measure.

Last time, if his spiritual strength hadn't been consumed too much fighting with the divine soldiers, even if only half of it was left, he would have beaten the Demon Lord of Six Prisons to kneel down and call for his father.

But it's not too late.

The Lord of the Six Prisons looked down dully, only to see a gleaming golden arm penetrated his true qi defense, broke open his chest, and pinched his heart.

He could feel the heavy pressure on his chest, as long as the person in front of him exerted a slight force, he would die.

"no, do not want!"

Endless fear struck, and the Demon Lord of the Six Prisons had never yearned to live as much as he does now.

"Made, no one in this world dares to take advantage of me. You f---ing even snatched my magic weapon! I haven't kept myself warm."

Jiang Ping said viciously:

"Originally, I prepared a curtain call performance for you, but if you are so anxious to seek death, then your lines are gone."

what?

Before the Lord of the Six Prisons realized what the curtain call performance meant, he felt a pain in his heart, as if something had exploded.

Countless blood gushed into his throat, and the Demon Lord of the Six Prisons couldn't help coughing up. At the same time, the true energy in his body collapsed like a flood, and he was no longer able to support him to fly in the void.

But Jiang Ping firmly grasped his heart, so that he could not fall, and at the same time, the last remaining true energy allowed him to retain a sliver of consciousness and strength.

"Are you... not afraid... that you will... never get... the magic weapon again...?!"

"Divine Soldier?"

Jiang Ping sneered and said with disdain:

"You think I don't know where it is?"

"Turtle comes!"

boom!

In the patriarch hall below, the lifelike statue of the patriarch broke open directly, and a strange weapon like a spear and a shield shot up into the sky.

Above the weapon, a Xuanwu soldier cheered happily.

It turned out that the Demon Lord of the Six Hells had hidden the Jinghong Shield in the statue of his own ancestor at some time, and no one found it when others came and went.

The most dangerous place is the safest place, exactly.

"Go aside."

Jiang Ping opened the Xuanwu soldier soul who wanted to make out with him, and said to the devil prince of the six prisons:

"As early as the moment I went up the mountain, Jinghongdun contacted me. I am its owner. You are nothing but a shameful thief."