Boom!

Tang Ping transformed into his strongest form.

Black and white patterns of ghosts and gods, three words between the eyebrows, and an earth python wrapped around the body.

Countless snakes of essence condensed on the ground and trees.

Twelve paper figures appear.

The banyan tree seems to have come alive. Its roots, whiskers, and leaves are all weapons.

The ground began to collapse.

"You..."

Wu Yang was shocked.

Boom!

He was overwhelmed by countless spells.

The water flows together to form water dragons as thick as your wrists.

Less than three breaths.

From killing people, to destroying corpses and eradicating traces, and washing the ground.

All in one go.

Clean and neat.

"One, Zhang Qi crossed out the name."

Tang Ping would never taunt his opponent before he died. It would be the same if he turned him into a corpse first and then taunted him again.

"Guagua." Xiaoqing said very well, and immediately jumped forward to search for things.

Zhang Qi crossed out his opponent's name with a pen, which means that he has taken revenge.

I felt a little bit angry.

"Have you learned it?"

He raised his head and found that Shenhou was staring at him. Before he could answer, Shenhou said again:

"Use the strong to bully the weak, use more to attack the less. If you can attack by surprise, don't hit them head-on. Try to avoid their sharp edges. Show the enemy that you are weak and then settle the score later."

"So that's it..." Zhang Qi suddenly realized it and made a deep note in his heart that this method is very different from before, but if he thinks about it carefully, it makes sense.

"We are barbarians. Don't waste your time arguing with others about names. What is the difference between barbarians and civilized people? When you become stronger, use your strength to defeat them, and there will be great witches and historians who will argue for you."

"Wei Chen understands!"

Afterwards, Zhang Qi led his troops to clean up the scene and look for Wu Yang's storage bag.

Tang Ping changed into a chair and sat down.

He is cautious and cautious, but not as dank and wretched as a rat.

Treat your opponents with sincerity and be as fierce as thunder to your enemies.

Caution is the method, but his character still yearns for those free, free and bohemian lives, just like Yunmengze Yunzhongjun who wanders out from time to time.

If he had the strength of Yun Zhongjun, the territory would have been entrusted to his subordinates long ago, and he would drive around in a dragon chariot all day long.

"Quack!"

Xiaoqing came out holding a storage bag with a more exquisite pattern.

Tang Ping opened the bag and found five cubic meters of space inside.

"Twenty thousand copper coins, some spiritual objects, a bronze sword... Hmm? Three bottles of evil spirit?"

Tang Ping took out the dark evil spirit bottle and looked at it with his magic eye. He saw that the evil spirit was blue and wind-like. This was a kind of evil spirit with the attribute of wind.

There are three bottles in total.

It is estimated that I can break through to about 30% of the distance.

"Not bad."

In addition, there are a few minor spells and no cultivation techniques.

The spells are blood sacrifice, wandering snake yin fire, turning belt into snake, taking air and turning into water, and escaping from the earth.

Many spells overlap with mine, so there is no need to practice.

It's a pity that there is still no way to refine weapons and medicine.

"You take these spells and practice them."

It’s good to give it to your subordinates to practice, and then send it to the mortal world later.

"Yes!"

The evil spirit and elixir are both good, and there is also a bronze sword that is stronger than the previous ghost head sword.

The Ghost Head Sword was given to Zhang Qi.

As one of the two evil soul generals under his command, one inherits the dragon scale armor and the other inherits the ghost head sword, which is not bad.

"Sure enough, murder and arson are the shortcuts to getting rich."

After making the arrangements, Tang Ping concealed himself and flew to a very far distance, even to the hazy ghost and fog zone at the edge of the underworld.

Throw this person's empty storage bag away.

There are several large characters carved on the ground: The murderer will be buried with two thousand stones!

This name, which has not appeared for more than ten years, appears again.

On the one hand, it is also to divert other people's attention. The reason for using the old account is to avoid suspicion.

After all, how could a master who was famous twenty or thirty years ago be a tree ghost who only knows how to plant?

After doing this, Tang Ping went to Lvmuling to find Mandrill for a drink in the next few days.

The third day.

Greenwood Ridge.

Tang Ping and Mandrill drank in the sea of ​​flowers again.

The apes around are his men.

There are also some trees and grass horses.

"Did you know? Wu Yang is dead."

"What?" Tang Ping pretended to be surprised, "Who acted righteously?"

"He is indeed very righteous, haha. This greedy beast Wu Yang deserves to die. By the way, has he ever blackmailed you?"

"Yes, there is no way. People under the eaves have to bow their heads."

Tang Ping sighed deeply.

"Wish you a good death. I really want to treat this generous person to a drink."

The mandrill was drunk, his eyes were cloudy and blurred, and he said intermittently: "Unfortunately, you still have to accept it, and 50% of it will not change. I hope that other people will at least restrain themselves a little after this lesson, and they will not be able to survive."<

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"Yeah."

Tang Ping thought to himself, the more the better.

"I have plenty of evil spirits here. You can get as much as you want. It's not a precious thing anyway. I'll sell it to you for a thousand coins a bottle."

"Thank you, senior!"

After the banquet, Tang Ping returned to his residence to continue practicing.

In the next few days, Yangjian sent many people to search extensively.

Finally, I found the clue left by Tang Ping in a corner.

The two thousand stones in the arrogant grave simply made these arrogant Yuren angry.

After many searches, the murderer was still not found, which caused disaster to many unrelated forces.

In desperation, I had to give up, and the remaining two would collect taxes and bring dozens more followers.

……

Banyan tree house.

Tang Ping sat cross-legged among them, with an evil aura like a yellow dragon floating in front of him.

The evil spirit is continuously absorbed into the body.

The blue-gray skin is faintly yellowish, with a hint of dragon scale-like texture.

In the body, the green and black Yin force is also dyed with a dark yellow color.
To be continued...