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Chapter 910: Mighty as a Mountain

Ye Ping smiled and shook his head. He didn't know that he had heard the same words hundreds of times, and everyone's fate was just as miserable. However, he was still very interested in the general-level bone warrior in front of him. To this day, he still remembered the miserable appearance when he was chased. No matter what, this opposite was also a quasi-king of human beings, and it should not be underestimated.

He didn't say much, slowly raised his right hand, and a giant axe quickly condensed in his palm, "Don't talk about those that are there or not, wait until you can break my Axe. After the baptism of you underground monsters, I feel that my Axe seems to have signs of entering the next stage. Then use your blood to sacrifice to the heaven for my cultivation."

As soon as he finished speaking, the giant axe suddenly surged in the storm. The Tiankai Axe condensed by the dark will indeed possess the powerful strength it did not have before. I saw that the sky-opening axe passed through was vaguely marked by being cut open, and even revealed the deep endless void turbulence in it. No one knew where he was going, but he knew that it was extremely terrifying.

Hum? Seeing Ye Ping's power, this general-level bone warrior was ready to fight. He knew that this was not the one he had encountered before, which was a bit tricky. But he did not look at Ye Ping too high. After all, he had killed many powerful people along the way, otherwise he would not have evolved to the current level of a quasi-king and had long died in an unknown place.

"Hmph, it's just a stronger ant, it's not scary at all!"

As he said, countless low-level bone warriors continued to emerge all over his body, "You have not reached the quasi-king realm, and you will never know how terrible the quasi-king's strength is! No, you can't even reach the ninth-grade Immortal Grandmaster, it's too far away! Today, I will teach you a good lesson, what is the fighting method of high-level cultivation!"

It seemed to be to confirm what he said, the low-level bone warriors around him did not wait to be swallowed by him, but exploded directly on the spot and turned into a black demonic energy. However, in a few breaths, all the low-level bone warriors who had no ability to think had exploded, and the rich demonic energy lingered in the entire space, leaving no hand to see their five fingers.

Even Ye Ping was surrounded by these demonic energy, and countless unjust souls shouted violently.

But it was strange. Those souls seemed to be very afraid of the Axe in Ye Ping's hand. They only dared to entangle around him, but did not dare to touch his body. It seemed as if there was a natural barrier in front of him, blocking the entry of these unjust souls. Ye Ping knew that this might be the function of the Diamond Sutra.

Because he noticed that changes had begun to occur on the soul of his relics, not only like a Vajra, but also covered with countless runes. After careful observation, you can see that it was a complete Diamond Sutra, which had a feeling that all evil is not invaded and that all things cannot invade. It was extremely magical, and it was even more eye-catching in this dark world.

"Haha, although I don't know what treasures I have in you, it doesn't matter. The fighting method of quasi-king level is something you will never imagine. Do you think I will increase my temporary combat power by devouring their demonic energy? You think we are too simple. Since we entered the quasi-king level, these nutrients have no effect on me."

"Be ready to die, damn human! The soul is strangled, the demonic energy is radiant! You will fall into this boundless hell forever!"

The general-level bone warrior suddenly formed a seal like a lotus with his hands. Those unjust souls who were originally afraid of Ye Ping were now as if they were fed with chicken blood and rushed towards Ye Ping frantically. But this was not aimlessly rushing over, but formed a huge, crazy rotation pattern like a meat grinder, wrapping Ye Ping in it.

Suddenly, Ye Ping felt a violent soul tearing. The originally silent sea of ​​consciousness began to surge violently. Moreover, the direction of the sea of ​​consciousness was actually consistent with the direction of the soul strangling. Only then did he realize the seriousness of the problem. It turned out that this general-level bone warrior had already begun to use some magical powers.

Just imagine that every low-level bone warrior has the strength of at least the third and fourth grades, and even the seventh grade master. Such countless souls burst, rotate, and strangle around them, which will inevitably drive extremely powerful energy. If an ordinary person is, he may be directly destroyed and torn apart at the moment when strangle appears.

But it was not someone else standing here, but Ye Ping.

If there is the most stable person in the human world, under the quasi-king king, Ye Ping said that he was the second, and no one dared to be the first.

His soul space was blessed by the White Lotus Heavenly God and the Ming King of the Three Worlds, and was extremely tough. Even when a wisp of the soul of the Ming King of the Three Worlds entered Ye Ping's soul space for the first time, he felt a strong surprise, because it was basically no difference compared to the quasi-king soul space.

After all, this was the body that the White Lotus God prepared for him at that time, so he naturally had everything in mind. No one could help others like this. This was not just a problem that could be solved with care. It was completely meticulous. In order to better arrive in this world, everything must be used to the best.

However, this is a bargain Ye Ping. Not to mention that his soul of relics is now suppressed on the sea of ​​consciousness, and has completely gained the essence of the Vajra Kingdom. It combines the essence of the martial arts of the Vajra Indestructible Buddha and possesses the fundamental mystery of the Vajra Indestructible. It is firmly strangled in this soul, and it is still as motionless as a pine. It seems to be a god who suppresses the three thousand worlds, towering like a mountain.

"What!? Impossible! Even those masters in the human world will find it difficult to not be affected by this move! I have killed a quasi-king-level strong man. Why has you, a weak ant, not yet been torn your soul?"

The general-level bone warrior finally began to be a little scared and shouted hysterically, "Drive for me! Break! Break! They all burst, and they must tear his soul apart!"
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