The high-ranking disciples of the sect longed for him like a bitch in front of him. Such a scene was enough to give Wang Ping the supreme pleasure.

Before obtaining the Blood Slaughtering Technique, Wang Ping was just a casual cultivator with a low level of cultivation. He knew that the road to cultivation of immortals needed to be guided by others to go further. He had never succeeded in the introductory trials of the sects because his talent was too low and no one wanted it.

Every time, every time, every time, every time I was expelled, ridiculed and ridiculed, my talent was too low and I was not worthy of participating in the introductory trial. Over time, I felt extremely disgusted with the disciples of the sect who were full of superiority.

By chance, Wang Ping practiced directly without any hesitation, what would become a blood-sucking monster in the future and what would be the road to immortality? He only knew that with his talent, let alone immortality, even breaking through the innate world is extremely difficult and almost impossible.

Only by practicing the Blood Slaughtering Technique can you change your destiny.

After practicing the Blood Slaughtering Technique, Wang Ping's cultivation journey was smooth all the way. He would definitely torture the disciples of any sect before killing them.

"This is really miserable."

A faint voice came into Wang Ping's ears, which immediately shocked Wang Ping and said, "Who..."

A young man in white walked in from the broken side courtyard, shook his head repeatedly, looking at him without any magic power. He was like a mortal, but he had no ability to walk here and was not discovered by him.

"Who are you? Zi Ling..." Wang Ping thought he was from Zi Ling Sect. Before he finished speaking, he saw the young man in white trampling the fainting Kirigu and Beishan to death, and held back his words.

"I don't know who fellow Taoist is."

Wang Ping slowed down his tone. Since he was not from the Zi Ling Sect, he had no direct grudge, he still had room for anything. Facing a person who saw through his cultivation, it would be best not to be enemies with him.

"There is no need to know the dead, and it is useless to know."

The young man in white said lightly, not taking Wang Ping in his eyes at all.

"Since that's the case, there's no need to say anything more."

Wang Ping made a sudden move and a blood soul banner appeared in his hands. Although he did not want to mess with people who were ignorant of the truth, he would not be at all restrained when fighting, and he would directly kill him without any possibility of negotiation.

With one move of the Blood Soul Banner, hundreds of unjust souls appeared, including old and young, men and women, and their appearances were different. The only thing they were similar is that each had a kind of resentment.

Wang Ping was very confident about the power of the Blood Soul Banner. He had already broken through to the Wanxiang Real Person a year ago. During his retreat for a year, he not only stabilized his cultivation level, but also refined the Blood Soul Banner to increase its power.

All the wronged souls in the Blood Soul Banner are the souls of the Zifu Zhenren, all of whom are his former enemies. Since they have not killed Kirigaya and Kirigaya immediately, because they wanted to refine the souls of Kirigaya and Kirigaya into wronged souls and add them to the Blood Soul Banner.

Now the Blood Soul Banner level has reached the peak of the lower level of the Void Spirit. He only needs to kill another Wanxiang Real Person in the future and refine his soul into an unjust soul. The unjust soul at the Wanxiang level is enough to become the main soul of the Blood Soul Banner. In this way, the Blood Soul Banner can also be upgraded to another level, at least to the level of the middle-grade magic weapon of the Void Spirit.

"It can make me unable to detect and see through his cultivation. At least it is a true person in Wanxiang. If I have good luck, I will be able to add a main soul to the Blood Soul Banner today."

Wang Ping stared at the young man in white, wanting to see how he dealt with these hundreds of unjust souls. As long as the young man in white took action, he could see the cultivation of the young man in white.

"Is the wronged soul? It's also a good means of attack."

The young man in white did not move any movement. He just stretched out his finger and pointed it lightly, and a sword energy came out one after another.

The moment the sword energy appears, it is divided into hundreds of sword energy, the same number as the wronged soul, one is not more or more.

Puff puff puff puff puff puff...

Almost at the same time, hundreds of voices sounded, all the wronged souls were pierced, and each face seemed to have a relief and disappeared from the world.

"Hundreds of unjust souls were killed instantly..."

Wang Ping looked ugly. His strongest method was not as good as others' fingers, but he was also decisive in his actions and immediately used blood to escape, because he knew very well that since the other party could kill hundreds of unjust souls with one finger, his strength was definitely at the level of perfection in everything, and he was definitely not an opponent.

However, in a blink of an eye, the young man in white saw Wang Ping turning into blood mist and fleeing hundreds of miles away. However, the young man in white did not intend to let Wang Ping go. He pointed his sword energy and instantly crossed hundreds of miles to penetrate the blood mist, accurately killing Wang Ping's soul.

Wang Ping can recover physical damage by relying on the Blood Slaughter Technique, but his soul is fundamental. If it is destroyed, the great power will be weak in returning to heaven.

The blood mist that was stagnant in the air turned into a figure and fell from the air.

The young man in white lowered his head, and the girl looked like a peach blossom, and she was completely lost. She hugged her body and pulled her hands around.

The last time I met, it was like a master and an apprentice, but when I met again, it looked like this.

The young man in white had a little girl's eyebrows, and his magic power penetrated his body. The aphrodisiac on Chen Shuang was instantly erased by the young man in white.

The aphrodisiacs Chen Shuang used were just ordinary. With the cultivation of the young man in white, he could naturally be erased in a blink of an eye. If Chen Shuang had not been eroded and could not use it, he would not have ended up like this.

The rosy on her face faded, and the girl found that she was actually holding the man and immediately left, but she quickly recognized the man, "Elder Xinjian, just..."

Chen Shuang felt a little embarrassed when she saw Li Shang. The man saw her look like she was, not to mention that she was her elder, so she was naturally ashamed.

"It was dangerous just now. If I were here for a moment, you wouldn't be what you are now."

Li Shang said.

"How to provoke the real person of Wanxiang, this will definitely die."

Chen Shuang sorted out her messy clothes and told Li Shang about the causes and consequences.

"You are not lucky, but you just met such a person."

Li Shang shook his head and said, "It has nothing to do with Chen Shuang and the others seeking death, mainly because the other party's old Taoist is cunning. People who are protected by the sect but who practice with peace of mind do have times when facing casual cultivators."

"Where is Wang Ping!"

Although Chen Shuang decided that this was a bit unnecessary, she still asked.

"Of course I'm dead."

Li Shang said lightly.

"Someone?"

Chen Shuang suddenly heard a sound and turned around. It was Bingwu. At this time, Bingwu's iceberg-like expression had long disappeared, her pretty face turned red, with a charm that she could not imagine. The strong contrast was even more attractive, and she ran towards the only living man around her.
Chapter completed!