1723: C1723 Evil Way

C1723 Evil Way

Three distinct dark auras appeared in Zhang Bagua's eyes. In terms of Spiritual Force s, although he was not the real number one, and his Nirvana Qi might be stronger than his, but in terms of deduction ability, in the capital, or even the martial arts world, he was definitely at the top.

Everything can be deduced, as long as there are traces.

Three auras of darkness came from the Land of Dark and lay in seclusion in the capital city. However, after seeing the opportunity to kill Yang Ping this time around, they were immediately exposed and quickly rushed towards the center of the golden wave. They had to kill Yang Ping in the shortest amount of time possible.

Zhang Bagua looked into the sky and muttered: "The Zhang Family has been dormant for a hundred years, if he can endure through it, it might be a great opportunity."

At the same time, Wu Shan and Wang Shexie also felt the aura of darkness.

Wu Shan was furious, his murderous aura shot straight up to the sky from the temple as he coldly said, "How can Red Dust allow those beasts of the Land of Dark to cause trouble?"

Ma Weiwei had gone missing, and he couldn't feel her aura. Yang Ping was anxious, if this cute girl was harmed because of him, he would feel very guilty. Thus, in a moment of desperation, he searched the entire capital, regardless of the consequences.

The result was as expected, Yang Ping did not let go of even the Four Great Clans, but unfortunately, after offending the Four Great Clans and not being able to find Ma Weiwei's aura, she seemed to have disappeared into thin air, no longer being in the capital?

Yang Ping kept her Spiritual Force s and looked towards the horizon. Her body became ethereal as she wandered in the air and rushed into the embroidered room.

Just as he rushed in, a sharp scream came from inside the room. Yang Ping saw that the embroidered cloth was changing clothes, and was only wearing a bellyband, revealing her snow-white body, exposing her perfect curves.

Embroidery knew that Yang Ping would not do whatever she wanted, although she might not say it out loud, but it was impossible for him to do anything. But who would have thought that when he was changing her clothes, he would suddenly barge in, even though he might hand her body in the future, but when Yang Ping saw it, she was still embarrassed, and angrily said: "What are you looking at?"

Yang Ping rushed into the room, and when she saw the embroidered figure, she was startled. She had to admit, the embroidered figure was extremely voluptuous, even though it was normally worn conservatively, although the impact was not that great, but after it was revealed, the ivory skin started to exude a strong charismatic aura.

A natural born eyebrow bone!

Yang Ping gasped, even with her own willpower, she almost couldn't endure the charm of the rich brocade, and a moment of absent-mindedness appeared. She spent a great deal of effort to suppress the urge to pounce forward, and shouted: "Hurry up and leave this place."

Embroidery wrapped her body in a blanket and said with a trembling voice, "How do I leave with my current appearance? You can go out for a while."

The dark energy was getting closer and closer.

Yang Ping panicked, she grabbed onto the embroidered arm and rushed out of the room, after the two of them had left for around 10 seconds, three black figures suddenly appeared, the entire room had frozen into ice, snowflakes were floating in the air.

The three of them had blood-red eyes. A tyrannical aura destroyed the decorations of the hotel room. The waiter quickly came up to check on them and asked in anger, "Who are you? Do you know who owns this hotel?"

Pfft!

The waiter died without a complete corpse.

"He escaped. I didn't think he would be able to escape our detection." One of the dark warriors said coldly, "It will be hard to hide after we expose our location this time." "I'll wait for my next chance."

"Do you need to report to Dark Monarch?" another dark creature asked.

"There's no need. Report our actions from now on to the Holy Maiden. Holy Maiden had already returned and would be promoted soon. Dark Monarch has already cut off a piece of his origin from the distant boundless universe, allowing Holy Maiden to reach the Heaven Realm. "

"As long as Holy Maiden reaches the Heaven Realm, all the aristocratic families in the capital will give in."

The three of them immediately vanished.

In the park a kilometer away, Yang Ping appeared at the lakeside along with a brocade. She turned her head to look at the hotel building and said: "Three Heavenly Essence Stage, darkness attributed Heavenly Essence Stage Expert, as expected, think highly of me."

To dispatch three Heavenly Essence Stage Expert s, he had to win against Yang Ping. However, they did not know that Yang Ping was not afraid of the three of them, but was afraid of attracting too much attention. Dragon City was an extremely special place, with the strongest dragon veins in China, every expert in the capital would be branded with it if they released too much of their Qi.

"Don't look!"

Embroidery's beautiful face flushed red. She held her chest, her watery eyes begging Yang Ping.

Yang Ping took a glance, and chuckled: "I didn't expect your figure to be so good, why didn't I notice you before?"

Embroidery quickly revealed a terrified expression and retreated a few steps back. She then asked in alarm, "What are you trying to do?"

Yang Ping looked at him speechlessly.

Previously, he even showed an unwillingness to marry, saying that he would be your slave for the rest of his life. Damn it, a woman's words are all lies, especially when it comes to beauties. Yang Ping was not interested in continuing to search for Ma Weiwei's aura.

Just like this, Yang Ping searched the area three times, and every time she was exposed, she would be surrounded and annihilated by strong enemies. However, he cleverly avoided the attack and, after three tries, completely concealed her presence.

"Where is it?"

Yang Ping's expression was ugly. At this time, he had appeared on the ruins of the Jingyue Pavilion and her expression kept changing, but she was secretly worried about Ma Weiwei's safety.

"You seem to care a lot about that girl?" The rich brocade calms down, thinks to see but is not really so, after thinking it through, did not mind, simply asked generously, but sounds sour to the tone.

"Of course."

With just a single word, it displayed Yang Ping's determination.

"Then what should we do?"

Embroidery asked again.

"Let's continue searching."

Yang Ping stared at the embroidery and said in a serious tone: "First, find a place to hide because your presence has been targeted by the three Heavenly Essence Stage Expert s. Leave the capital before I can save him."

Embroidery shook her head and insisted, "I'm not leaving."

Yang Ping shook her head and suddenly formed a seal. A gold light shot out from the soil and turned into a cage that covered the embroidery. The rich brocade wanted to break open, but with all her strength, she discovered to her horror that she could not even pop open the light barrier of the cage.

"Divine Arts, Earth Prison!"

Boom!

The embroidered body followed the cage into the ground, then merged with time and completely hidden itself. Unless both the Spiritual Force and the array overtook Yang Ping at the same time, it was impossible to discover.

Yang Ping ignored her angry gaze, forcefully settling her down, and then left quickly.

It was not that he did not sense it, but he had sensed that Ma Weiwei's aura seemed to be in some place, but he could not be sure. Furthermore, the dragon aura there was extremely strong and flourishing. It was an unprecedented level of power.

If it wasn't Super Family, it was a forbidden area.

Yang Ping finished her preparations for a bloody battle, and quickly arrived at the last spot where Ma Weiwei's aura would appear.

At a teahouse.

The teahouse was dilapidated and there were only a few customers.

They were all old people, and the wrinkles on their faces betrayed their age, but the old people were enjoying themselves, listening to music in the teahouse, playing backgammon, and playing Go. This is where the elderly are happy.

Yang Ping's appearance did not attract the elderly people's attention as they continued with their own matters.

Yang Ping swept across everyone, her eyes flashing with a gold light.

There was a problem with the teahouse.

All the old people had the same expression on their faces. They all listened to the music, played chess, walked the birds and drank the tea in a daze. They had the same expression, as if they were copies of a picture on a piece of paper. Other people might be hard to find, but Yang Ping was sure that these people were fake.

The fact that he could materialize his fantasies meant that this place was truly extraordinary.

"Young man, would you like a cup of tea?"0

Tea House Owner walked over and asked cordially.

Yang Ping shook her head and said: "I'm not drinking tea, I'm looking for someone."

"To whom?" Tea House Owner felt that it was interesting and asked with a smile.

"A girl." Yang Ping stared into Tea House Owner's eyes and asked word by word, "I never expected the evil sect to hide itself so deeply, if it wasn't for the fact that I didn't happen to discover it, I wouldn't have known that the evil sect had experts living in the world."

Tea House Owner looked at each other, the smile on his face disappeared, and he shrugged: "Young man, I do not understand what you are saying, this place is not suitable for you."

Yang Ping walked into the teahouse, but the owner couldn't stop him.

Walking to the middle door, ignoring the boss's objections, Yang Ping went to the backyard at the back of the teahouse, seeing the scene in front of him, her eyes instantly reddened, a boundless anger filling her heart, killing intent erupting forth.

"Is this the way of doing evil things?"

Yang Ping's voice trembled slightly because he was extremely angry. The courtyard behind the middle entrance was filled with corpses, and a long time had passed. Maggots grew on the corpses, and a rotten stench pervaded the air.

Most likely there was a tall altar among the bodies.

There was a face carved on the altar, the face of an evil demon.

"Give me a reason not to kill you."

Yang Ping turned around and stared at the owner. She waved his hand, and as if it was rich feng shui, she opened up layers of truth, causing the teahouse that was filled with customers to turn into a ball of black smoke. The teahouse was filled with dust and spiderwebs.

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