Demon cultivator Wu Ping originally killed people.
Now that Jiang Ning has given him this opportunity, of course he must perform well.
With a raise of his finger, streaks of demonic energy like poisonous snakes flew out and fell on the unlucky Spirit Hall disciples.
Amidst a series of screams, within a short while, the disciples of the Spiritual Palace guarding the Tongtian Altar were all killed or injured.
"Master, am I doing well?"
After killing all the disciples of the Soul Palace, Wu Ping happily said in front of Jiang Ning, as if he was asking for credit.
But Jiang Ning ignored him.
His eyes just fell on the four people sitting cross-legged under the altar.
"These four people are quite interesting."
Jiang Ning said calmly.
Nangong You quickly stood up, "Brother Jiang, let me kill them!"
"Yeah! That's good!"
"Today, we must destroy this altar first, and then kill God Pei Luo."
Nangong You's small body turned into a stream of light and flew towards the altar.
As soon as her body flew towards her, the four people sitting cross-legged under the Babel Altar suddenly stood up from the ground.
Two of them raised their palms and struck Nangong You with blood shadow palm techniques one after another.
The other two used pinching and fingering techniques.
The fingering changed into a bloody light that was faster than a bullet and rushed towards Nangong You.
Nangong You sneered, "Those who overestimate their own capabilities, how dare you to stop me?"
Her pupils suddenly flashed.
When the black pupil of his left eye flickered, the world suddenly darkened, and then, countless black beams of light flew towards the four people like sharp arrows.
These four souls were controlled by Pei Luo Shen. When they saw the black beam coming, the four of them flipped over in the air to avoid the black light.
At the same time, one of them let out a sharp roar, and suddenly approached Nangong You, grabbing Nangong You's Tianling Gai with one hand.
But Nangong You smiled contemptuously.
"court death!"
The golden pupil of his right eye suddenly opened and closed, and a bright golden light burst out.
There was no time to dodge. The moment the golden light fell on his body, the body exploded into blood mist.
Looking at Nangong You killing that man with one glance, Jiang Ning sighed slightly in his heart, "Is this the Piaomiao Dao Sect's Spiritual Illusion Eye Technique? It's really powerful! It seems to be even more powerful than my Lihuo Golden Eyes!"
When Nangong You shot one of the Blood Sons with his golden pupils, the remaining three Blood Sons rushed towards Nangong You from three different directions.
Bloody threads appeared on their faces, like spider webs.
The two pupils were even more ferocious.
They had expressionless faces and rushed towards Nangong You as if they were not afraid of death at all.
As a cultivator in the foundation-building stage, Nangong You can certainly kill these easily.
The little hand swayed slightly, and in the void, magnificent palm prints suddenly fell down one after another, hitting the two of them.
The bodies of the two men were immediately beaten into pulp.
As soon as the body of the last remaining bloody man rose into the air, Nangong You suddenly grabbed it and flew out. A green claw shadow fell on the head. With a pop, the last man's head exploded and he died tragically on the spot.
After Nangong Youmie killed the four, she flew back to Jiang Ning with a smile.
"Brother Jiang, look, I killed all those bad guys!"
Jiang Ning smiled and touched her head.
"well done!"
Nangong You laughed happily after being praised.
While laughing, he still looked at Demon Cultivator Wu Ping provocatively, which made Wu Ping feel embarrassed.
After Jiang Ning finished praising Nangong You, his body suddenly flashed and he came under the altar.
The altar in front of you is in the shape of a pyramid.
Jiang Ning stood under the altar and raised his eyes to look at the altar.
I saw that the entire altar exuded some kind of magic power, and it resonated with the blood evil breath in the sky. It seemed that the altar was an important auxiliary tool.
"Wu Ping!"
Jiang Ning suddenly shouted! .???.
Demon cultivator Wu Ping hurried over and said, "Master, I'm here!"
"Is this the Babel Altar you are talking about?"
Jiang Ning looked at the towering altar in front of him and said.
"Yes, Master! Once opened, this altar will emit the power to refine living beings, thereby opening the ancient teleportation door!"
Hearing this, Jiang Ning glanced at the two-foot-high altar again.
"If that's the case, then I'll destroy it!"
"I want to see how the person named Pei can go to Tianlong Continent without this altar!"
After Jiang Ning finished speaking, he suddenly raised his right hand and pointed upward.
boom!
In the clear sky, billowing purple aura suddenly emerged.
"Here comes the tripod!"
Jiang Ning fell down with a sound, and a giant cauldron suddenly appeared in the majestic purple energy in the sky.
As soon as the giant cauldron appeared, Demon Cultivator Wu Ping's pupils immediately shrank... and he subconsciously took a step back!
"Master, you have used this magical power again!"
Wu Ping showed a nervous expression on his face!
After all, when Jiang Ning tortured him, he used the Purple Qi Transformation Cauldron Technique, so when this guy saw Jiang Ning using this technique, his face suddenly turned pale.
After Jiang Ning condensed the magical power of the purple gas cauldron, he pointed down with his right hand, and the magnificent purple cauldron came with
The force of thunder fell directly.
boom!
The indescribable majestic force hit it like a mountain collapsing.
This two-foot-high altar could not withstand the power of Jiangning's purple tripod. Amidst the roar, the altar collapsed and collapsed!
Looking at the altar being wiped out in an instant, Nangong You next to him clapped his hands and said, "Brother Jiang is so awesome!"
The demon cultivator Wu Ping was on the other side, congratulating his master and showing off the power of one cauldron. It was so powerful. If he had used the power of ten cauldrons like when he dealt with me, that would be called magical power!
But he said.
After Jiang Ning destroyed the Tongtian Altar, he looked towards the direction of the Spiritual Palace and said, "Let's go! It's time to kill Pei Luo God!"
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Spiritual Palace!
When the four great ones created by Pei Luo and the Tongtian Altar were destroyed, Pei Luo, who was sitting cross-legged in the dark secret room, had already sensed it.
The blood of those souls who are connected with Pei Luo Shen are all controlled by Pei Luo Shen, so Pei Luo Shen knows everything about what happened to them.
Pei Luoshen suddenly opened his pair of glowing blood pupils and stared into the distance.
"That arrives so fast!"
"Jie Jie!"
"But, Mr. Jiang, do you think that because you destroyed my Babel Altar, I won't be able to open it?"
"Just wait! The show is about to begin!"
He said these words coldly and suddenly pointed with his right hand.
"come out!"
As soon as his voice fell, a figure in white walked out of the darkness like a zombie.
Looking carefully at this beautiful figure, I was shocked to find that she was the Empress of Tianyinfang!
It's just that the empress at this moment is no longer the empress before.
She has become the twenty-first blood child of Pei Luo Shen!