area51novel 【217】Wu Ping Is A Lucky Star From Heaven, And Jiang Du Is A Short-Lived Ghost Who Wants To Rebel (Pl
【217】Wu Ping Is A Lucky Star From Heaven, And Jiang Du Is A Short-Lived Ghost Who Wants To Rebel (Pl
"Crowded people are uncomfortable!!"
Wu Ping's voice sounded.
With a pinch of both hands, it shines in the hands of the truth of disaster.
Lightning flashed across the sky.
Countless tiny lightning bolts spread across the sky and the earth.
Calamity Truth opened his hands, tens of thousands of lightning gathered and intertwined, and the terrifying thunder ring was pushed out in an instant, blooming towards the surroundings.
Boom boom boom——
The surrounding void and the ground under his feet were smashed into pieces under the impact of the two forces.
The quicksand delta couldn't bear such a turbulent impact and began to split.
The backflow of the Tongtian River took pictures of the Quicksand Delta.
All of a sudden, natural disasters came.
With the shaking of the earth and the complete disintegration of the quicksand delta, a huge hole was exposed underneath, and a terrifying suction came [Wu Ping and Jiangdu's battle seems to have attracted some extraordinary existence.
In the blink of an eye, most of the quicksand delta was sucked in.
And many disciples of Wang Daozong who still remember to flee in the future, the local forces in the Quicksand Delta.
As well as Wu Ping and Jiangdu.
The two of them just felt dizzy for a while.
The truth of the disaster is also revealed at this moment.
The surrounding scene is changing rapidly, and the aura is getting stronger and stronger.
Wait until the surrounding picture is completely stable.
It was only then that they realized that they were actually standing on an altar of 03. No, it should be said that all the people who were sucked into the black hole were standing on an altar.
Beside the altar, stood countless strangers.
He stared at them wide-eyed.
"Oh, living sacrifice."
A voice broke the silence.
The surroundings instantly became noisy.
"The breath of these people is so weak and mixed, it seems that they are not from our upper reaches."
"It doesn't have the bad smell from the downstream, it should be from the middle reaches."
"It doesn't matter whether he is up, down, left, or right, anyway, they are all natives from below."
"Ah? The natives from below? Wouldn't that dirty our altar? Watch me shoot them to death!"
"Don't do it, the altar is dirty, and it will have to be cleaned again, let them get it down first.
When everyone is discussing.
"Mute!!!"
And its grand voice resounded, deafening.
Then he looked up at the sky.
The figures of the four bodies linked to the ground appeared.
It looks like there is something similar to a blood moon hanging high in the sky, but if you look closely, you will find that it is just their eyes.
Wu Ping and others were also sober at this time.
"Where is this? Why are we here?"
"I remember that I was running for my life, and the quicksand delta was shattered by Wu Ping, the demon cultivator, and Shengzi Jiangdu, and a terrifying pothole appeared.
"Yeah!! Is that the pothole we were all sucked into?"
"Where is this? The surrounding atmosphere... hiss... so scary."
Wu Ping also felt the content of this sentence.
It's not that he has never experienced the breath of a strong man, but the feeling from the people around him is the feeling of staring into the abyss.
As for the four statues above the sky.
It's even more terrifying.
However, Wu Ping kept an eye out and quietly restrained his breath, ready to look for opportunities to hide in the doomsday world.
It's too dangerous for him to stay here.
Quiet Wu Ping is fine.
Those who made noise instantly collapsed to the ground, and countless strange lines crawled out from the surrounding space, clung to their bodies.
In the blink of an eye, these people who had spoken before were wrapped in that strange pattern, and finally gradually merged into the altar on the ground, becoming a corner of the complex pattern.
"Fate.....starts from the cause and effect of luck...you and other middle-class people...to catch up with the day of the Sanjiu God Sacrifice is also considered your fate...
"Set up a sacrifice...to test the characters."
The four heavenly gods spoke.
People around cast envious looks.
"These natives in the middle reaches are really lucky. We have worked hard for so long to get the opportunity, but they come and have it."
"That's right, there are some smart ones and some not so smart ones, but all the foolish ones died and became sacrifices, and I told you to silence your voice, all of you blah blah."
"Come on, come over and line up to test the word. The good ones can survive, the middle-level ones can live, and the low-level ones can be killed. It's disgusting to watch.
The people who were sucked by the huge black hole did not dare to speak, they could only follow what these people said, and started to line up to test their characters, because the aura from the strangers around them was too terrifying.
Wu Ping is also ranked among them.
Just listen to the person at the front of the line being asked: "What's your name?"
The cultivator of the Three Flower Realm said: "Luo Cheng"
"How old is this year?"
"Seventy-six."
"What realm?"
"Three flower borders."
"Three flower borders? Oh, according to the natives in the middle reaches, and the flower borders are the three flower borders."
"how come?"
The man looked at Wu Ping and Jiang Du the same.
"Wu Ping, the demon cultivator of the Seven Blood Sect, and I, the third saint of Wang Dao Sect...
boom!!!
The monk in charge of measuring the characters punched him directly, and the man's head burst instantly.
"Just say whatever you ask, why so much nonsense, I'll see for myself."
The blood mist condensed in the air, and the monk watched.
"It turned out to be like this. Under the quicksand delta, it seems that there is a formation. Forget it, it is also your fate."
"Come, come, who is Wu Ping and Jiang Du, you two come up to test the characters first."
I heard my name being called.
Wu Ping and Jiang Du looked at each other and walked up.
"It looks good and a bit energetic, no wonder it is the genius in the middle, or some kind of holy son, Wang Daozong, a small fish and shrimp, dare to be called holy son.
Facing the ridicule of the person in front of him, Jiang Du was angry, but he didn't dare to speak out.
He could feel that this person was much stronger than him.
The man looked up at Jiang Du, raised his hand and slapped him.
Snapped!!!
Half of Jiang Du's face was directly smashed to pieces: "If you don't accept it, hold it back, what is it, you have engaged in forbearance with me? Remember, my surname is Yi, and my name is Yi Changsheng. After you survive, you can find a way to take revenge on me Well, the sun face is short-lived and long-lived."
"Jiangdu, how old are you? 200"
Jiang Du endured the pain on his face: "Fifty-eight years old."
"What realm?"
"Crossing the Tribulation Realm."
"Jiangdu...was sucked in by the ancient array, the heavens and the earth were turned upside down, the capital was demolished, the sun was shining, the location of the ancient array was in the water of the Tongtian River. ………”
"I'll just say you're a short-lived ghost. You see, but you are killed everywhere, leaving a glimmer of life. Jiang Zaishui and I are beside you, um...you are suitable to go to the mine to mine, where are you exhausted? !"
"Come on, give me another word."
When Jiang Du heard this, he was going to be an old black slave to mine the mines.
So I drew one casually.
The man named Yi Changsheng's eyes widened in an instant: "You boy is rebellious. You are the king of the industry. You go to mine, and you still want to rebel!!?"
"Come and get it for me!!"
Before Jiang Du could figure out what was going on, he was dragged aside by the uniform in an instant.
Yi Changsheng looked at Wu Ping again: "Here you are, how old is Wu Ping."
"Fifteen."
"Fifteen years old? You're talented!!"
"What realm?"
"Three flower borders."
"Wu Ping.....Wu Ping..."
Listening to his murmur, Wu Ping felt like he wanted to teleport the doomsday world right away.
"Be good....hahahahahaha, let's send it, my lord protector, a lucky star from heaven!!!!"
Ask for a monthly pass. .