Immortal Cultivators Transmigrates Into Doomsday, I Am A Devil Cultivator

[150] It Is Not Allowed To Enter The Protagonist’S Gift Package Code. It Is Safe To Kill Mosquitoes

Could I be a sinner of the Beast Race myself...

When they go crazy and start killing, will I really be able to stop them?

Counting on my fingers, Wu Ping, Liu Jingtian, Li Fang, Shu Zhouyu~.

This represents the four major forces.

18!!!

Among these four people, the only one who could possibly be a good person is Shu Zhouyu.

But he is a Confucian cultivator!!

He hates the Beast Race to the bone. When they start killing, he might just turn a blind eye to me, but what about the other Beast Race...

In his hands, it would be like cutting melons and vegetables.

Can he still activate the formation?

It will be another chaotic slaughter.

When I saw Shu Zhouyu earlier, Long Ming remembered the deeds of Wu Ping that he had heard before.

As a demonic cultivator, he can arouse talent.

He is also puzzled, just like those people.

Why can demonic cultivators arouse talent!!?

Why can this Wu Ping be such close friends with Shu Zhouyu?

It's not why.

Before, he was very envious that Long Chen had joined the Soul Refining Hall of Central Earth and had the friendship of Meng Fan, the second on the Young Venerable List.

But now...

The first on the Young Venerable List is on his side, the third on the Young Venerable List is also on his side, the thirteenth on the Young Venerable List is also on his side, and the naturally born saint of the family is still on his side.

How can I lose???

Even if Long Chen really invited Meng Fan as Wu Ping said, it's completely useless.

Four against one.

Won't it make others think he's stupid?

When the time comes, people will know that Long Ming invited these people to help him seize the Dragon Wall.

If you don't know, you might think that Long Ming is leading the attack on Heishuitan to seize power.

Having such a luxurious lineup is also a kind of trouble.

After Wu Ping poured tea for a few people, he looked at Liu Jingtian and said, "If you are going too... will there be too many of us with Long Ming?"

Liu Jingtian looked at him coldly.

Long Ming trembled a bit, feeling precarious and quickly waved his hand, "Not too many, the more the better, there is no limit to the number of people competing for the Dragon Wall."

"As long as the age doesn't exceed, anyone can participate."

The problem now is that I have already made an appointment with Lu Song. This divine map is now in your hands, so I..."

Wu Ping thought about something, "It's okay, let's go. Let's go to Heavenly Demon Peak to meet Lu Song and have a good talk with him. I believe he will understand."

After speaking, he got up.

Naive Long Ming thought that Wu Ping was really going to have a friendly conversation with Lu Song.

But after they arrived at Heavenly Demon Peak, Long Ming finally understood.

He was naive.

He saw Wu Ping kick open the door of Lu Song's residence.

"Bang!"

Lu Song hurriedly flew out from inside.

But when he saw the person, his eyes involuntarily shrank.

Familiarity.

One was the one who had previously said he would give him a gift, and the other was Wu Ping, the rising star on the Young Noble List.

There was also Liu Tian, whom he had seen from a distance before.

As for why Lu Song knew Wu Ping?

They clearly hadn't met before.

That's because there are still many smart people in this world.

A long time ago, within the Seven Blood Sect, there would often be disciples who broke through their cultivation and became arrogant, not recognizing Mount Tai, and accidentally provoking powerful senior brothers.

They would be beaten on the spot and unable to get up.

Or they would specifically wait for them to go out on a journey and secretly kill them.

After all, they were demonic cultivators, holding grudges was normal.

And it's also normal for cultivators to go into seclusion. They may close themselves off for ten or twenty years, even a hundred years. Seven Blood Sect has new disciples every year. How could these new disciples know every senior brother?

There was someone who almost died because they offended a senior brother.

So they made a little booklet.

Specifically recording the famous and powerful disciples of Seven Blood Sect, and then selling it.

And then Wu Ping, because he made it onto the Lesser Honored List, his information was dug up.

He was already in that little booklet before.

Don't provoke him, try to be smarter when encountering him.

He has immortal formations on his body, as well as divine seeds, Spiritual Treasures, and various other things.

Ordinary people can't afford to provoke him.

As for Lu Song, he is also a very cautious person. After returning from his travels, he immediately looked at the information about Wu Ping.

He's using it today.

He even followed Liu Jingtian. He doesn't understand how these two ended up together.

And this Long Ming, wasn't he supposed to give himself a gift? He even sent someone to pick it up. Why is he with Wu Ping?

Regarding Wu Ping kicking his door, he is not angry, just smiling and saying, "Martial Master, what brings you to my residence today?"

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Lu to actually know me."

"Know, know, how can I not know the famous junior brother?"

"Now that we know each other, it's easy to handle. Junior brother, let me tell you, I have accepted the gift from Long Ming. Do you have any objections, Senior Brother?"

Wu Ping said in a calm tone.

Lu Song's face darkened.

You, Long Ming, clearly said you were giving me a gift and asked for my help, but now you've sent the gift to Wu Ping!

What do you mean!?

Alright, alright, I'll swallow my anger today. But in the future, don't let me catch you.

The essence of a demonic cultivator holding grudges appeared.

When Wu Ping saw his expression change, he said, "Senior Brother Lu, it seems like you hold some resentment towards this Long Ming brother. How about this, Liu Jingtian is also here, you two can fight."

As soon as he said that, Liu Jingtian took a step forward, his aura instantly spreading out.

Lu Song felt his breathing become difficult.

Kneeling on one knee, Wu Ping said with difficulty, "Master... Junior Brother... What does it have to do with him... Why do I have to fight him?"

Wu Ping stepped forward and patted Liu Jingtian's shoulder.

He slowly withdrew his momentum.

Wu Ping said, "Because Long Ming gave you a gift to make you help him seize the Dragon Wall. If you are satisfied with the gift, will you go or not?"

Lu Song gasped for breath and thought for a moment. Although he didn't know what Wu Ping was going to say, he nodded truthfully, "If I am satisfied with the gift, I naturally don't mind helping."

"Then that's right. If you go, do you know who your opponent is?"

Lu Song was a bit puzzled, "Who is it?"

Wu Ping said slowly, "Meng Fan, the second-ranked on the Second Tier of the Young Lord Ranking. Although we don't have Meng Fan here, we have Liu Jingtian. Come, Liu Jingtian, imitate Meng Fan's approximate combat power and fight against our Senior Brother Lu."

Liu Jingtian stepped forward, stood with his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and performed the actions in one go, "Then I'll just use one hand."

One hand, even one hand is not enough to win!

Lu Song was indeed a strong person, a genius, but it also depended on who he was compared to.

He had seen Liu Jingtian's battles, and he had seen Meng Fan too. He had traveled all over the east, south, west, and north on this journey.

"No need, no need, no need to imitate. I really can't beat Meng Fan."

"So, Junior Brother means that if you go to the Blackwater Abyss to help Long Ming seize the Dragon Wall, he will go with you?"

Lu Song looked up at Liu Jingtian.

In an instant, an image of the first-ranked and third-ranked on the Young Lord Ranking ambushing the second-ranked appeared in his mind.

If he thought like this, he understood!

Just a mere long worm spirit, wanting to invite these two.

Dream on!

Wu Ping was known for being resourceful.

Long Ming was just a neglected son of a Beast Race chieftain, without power. What good things could he have?

Unless it was requested by Wu Ping and Liu Jingtian themselves!

Hmm, it must be like this.

Damn Long Ming, he wants me to fight Meng Fan just for a little benefit!?

Isn't he trying to kill me!

Losing face is small, losing life is big.

Fortunately, there was Wu Ping to remind himself, otherwise, with the way things were going... he would have brought disaster upon himself.

At this moment, he felt much closer to Wu Ping.

"Thank you for the reminder, junior brother!"

"You're welcome, but senior brother, don't hold a grudge against Long Ming. He didn't know, it was only because of my reminder that he realized."

Lu nodded slightly, coldly snorting in his heart, but this sentence did ease his anger a little.

"Since junior brother has spoken, then Lu will not hold a grudge against him."

Wu Ping walked slowly towards him, thinking that Wu Ping was going to say something privately to him.

He only heard Wu Ping's soft voice entering his ears: "Senior brother, don't lose face, don't lose face. Junior brother is giving you some face because we are both disciples of the Seven Blood Sect. I am advising you kindly, otherwise..."

At this point, Lu felt the world spinning and collapsing, and he instantly lost his balance and fell down, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of meters.

He didn't know how long had passed.

Only then did he regain his senses, shocked and covered in cold sweat.

Looking again, the red vortex in Ba Hui's eyes on Wu Ping's shoulder kept spinning, gradually stopping.

Crushing!!!

Not to mention Wu Ping, even a divine species would be crushed by him!!

So this is Wu Ping's original divine species, it's actually so terrifying!

He also understood that Wu Ping did indeed give him face, after all, there were outsiders present, it wouldn't look good.

Otherwise, his fate would be very miserable, very miserable.

Just like the three members of the San Shan Society, they are still lying in bed, heavily injured.

Lu put on a forced smile.

Wu Ping also laughed: "Hahaha, senior brother Lu's health is not very good, sweating so much."

Lu nodded stiffly: "Yes, yes, sigh, I accidentally caught a cold while going out. Long Ming, you too, it's just a small matter, yet you had to trouble Martial Master junior brother to come personally. Next time, don't bother Martial Master junior brother like this, or I'll get angry."

"Hahaha, let's leave it at that for today. I'm not feeling well. Another day, let's drink together."

Long Ming was confused by Lu's sudden change.

He didn't understand, he didn't comprehend.

What just happened?

Why?

"That's all right, we won't disturb Senior Lu any longer. Goodbye."

Wu Ping left with a confused Long Ming.

After watching them leave, Lu Song's face turned pale, and he leaned against the side, panting heavily.

"This... Wu Ping is really good. If it weren't for him, I might have ended up accompanying Long Ming to do something dangerous. Even if it's not me, they, as the first and second masters, would still have to participate in the Blackwater Dragon Wall event.

"At that time, if we're not on the same side, I might not only have to fight with Meng Fan, but also with Wu Ping and Liu Jingtian!"

"Wu Ping is fine, after all, he is from the same sect. Maybe he will show mercy, but Liu Jingtian..."

...Flowers please...

Lu Song shook his head. "No! It's too dangerous outside. It seems like I have to go into seclusion!"

Looking in the direction of the sky, he hesitated for a moment and bowed towards the distance.

Regardless, Wu Ping did give him face.

And in terms of strength, Wu Ping, with just a divine seed, was able to hit him. His actual strength far surpassed his own.

Clearly, someone who is stronger than you, and even a disciple of Elder Ouyang from the Human-Demon Peak.

He understood that he had been a bit ignorant just now.

For Wu Ping, he now truly admired and respected him.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Liu Jingtian walked side by side with Wu Ping, casually asking, "You could have suppressed him forcefully, why did you say so much to him?"

Wu Ping shook his head. "You don't understand. If I had suppressed him, it would mean that I had to cripple him. At least I have to make sure he doesn't cause trouble before I come back. I don't even know when I'll be back."

"And the situation with Long Ming is urgent."

"Heavenly Demon's Twelve Pillars have a good relationship. If I fight one, I have to fight several, which is troublesome and time-consuming. Moreover, Lu Song is also a smart person. We are all senior brothers in the same sect. If I give him face and he accepts it, then it becomes a big deal into a small one."

"If he doesn't accept it, I would have attacked just now."

Saying this, Liu Jingtian understood.

Long Ming listened on the side with his sister on his back. She slept while smacking her lips, and her drool wetted Long Ming's clothes.

But he didn't say anything, his eyes only showed indulgence.

For this younger sister who came from the same womb, Long Ming could only dote on her.

The main reason for wanting to snatch the Dragon Wall was revenge, to regain support within the clan and obtain resources. The second reason was for the sake of his sister's future.

He didn't want his sister to become like the female demons in other clans, controlled by others, casually given away as concubines, or even given to someone as a maid.

He may have had the authority to make this decision before, but not anymore.

Wu Ping observed Long Ming's behavior in her heart.

Third-rate villains are foolish and lacking in intelligence, second-rate villains have hidden reasons, and first-rate villains have emotions and principles, just different perspectives.

Obviously, if Long Chen had the protagonist's plot, Long Ming would be a first-rate villain, able to survive until just before the end.

Looking at Wu Ping's gaze, Liu Jingtian pulled him with his deep voice and said, "Are you also thinking about your sister?"

: ????

He was speechless: "You seem to have a problem, where did I get a sister from?"

After gently moving Long Kui up a bit, Long Ming said, "Wu Tanshua, where are we going? This doesn't seem to be the way to the Demon Country, right?"

"We're going to prepare the necessary conditions for you to show off."

"The necessary conditions to show off?"

Long Ming didn't understand and couldn't comprehend.

"You'll know when you follow me."

Wu Ping led them all the way up to Human Demon Peak.

They hadn't even reached the entrance of the main hall yet.

They saw an old man with an immortal aura appearing in front of them, seemingly out of nowhere.

"Master."

"Good disciple, when did you come back?"

"Are these your friends?"

"Come in quickly, come in and sit, have you eaten?"

Long Ming's eyes widened.

He heard Wu Ping calling the person in front of him "Master".

So, isn't this person Ouyang Zhongmo, the most famous elder of Human Demon Peak?

Why is it different from what he thinks?

The rumors outside are not like this.

This feels so familiar....

And this dignified appearance....

It's not an exaggeration to say that he is an old immortal. Is he really a demonic cultivator?

Even Liu Jingtian has an expression of astonishment.

This is completely different from what he heard about Ouyang Zhongmo.

Noticing the expressions of the two.

Ouyang Zhongmo felt somewhat proud in his heart: People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. With a set of clothes, who wouldn't be considered a master?

Stay calm, don't embarrass your disciple.

This is to introduce him to my friend, I must stay calm!

Hey hey hey, fooled them again.

"I don't need anything else, disciple wants to ask if Master has time to attend the Dragon Wall event at the Blackwater Abyss.

Dragon Inscription: ??????

Are you sure???

Are you not joking???

No, no, wait a moment.

He stood dumbfounded.

This is Ouyang Zhongmo!!!

And Wu Ping's thoughts are also simple. What if Long Chen is the old man inside the ring and he escapes when the time comes?

If that's really the case, he won't be able to hold him down.

When Wu Ping was talking to Long Ming and the others earlier, he thought of a joke from his previous life.

A transmigrator who had just transmigrated said, "My fate is determined by me, not by heaven."

Then, a powerful being hundreds of realms above him in the Ninth Heaven instantly sensed it and slapped it down, shattering the entire world along with it.

With a roar that shattered countless starry worlds, he said, "No entering gift codes, activation codes, cheats, passwords, or secret phrases!!"

Using a cannon to kill a mosquito, the key is to be cautious.

Asking for flowers, asking for monthly tickets...