parentshiftbook Chapter 135: Caw caw caw! Lord Zhang Ping is about to be beaten to death!
Chapter 135: Caw caw caw! Lord Zhang Ping is about to be beaten to death!
The power of millions of lives gathered together is truly terrifying!
Zhang Ping shook his head with a wry smile. Within his body, a resentful force still surged, stubbornly hindering his recovery.
This resentment was mixed with the Demon Lord's unique savage aura, and its source was obviously that headless giant.
However, Zhang Ping wasn't too worried.
The power of the two beast patterns, Earth Dragon Regeneration and Vast Life Force, is extremely formidable, and the speed of recovery from injuries is not slow. In particular, his blood and qi have already recovered by more than half. However, when he circulates his power, he still experiences sharp pains throughout his body.
"After this incident, we have completely broken ties with the Demon Lord."
While waiting for the restoration to be completed, Zhang Ping began to review his trip to southern Xinjiang, his expression slightly grave.
He had never intended to accept the Demon Lord's offer of recruitment, but the other party had not seemed to have any intention to kill him. Zhang Ping even vaguely sensed that there was a hint of appreciation for talent hidden in the Demon Lord's eyes when he looked at him.
This is probably why the other party let him go last time.
However, having ruined the demons' grand plan, the Demon Lord must already be plotting to kill him; moreover, his power to break through the seal of heaven and earth must have also attracted the Demon Lord's attention.
If we meet again in the future, we must be extra careful.
However, Zhang Ping was generally able to accept it calmly. As a human, he could never stoop to the level of demons.
This misfortune can be considered a blessing in disguise, as it has allowed us to gain a better understanding of the Demon Lord's background.
If his speculation is correct, the Demon Lord is severely restricted by the seal of heaven and earth, and taking the initiative to act would easily invite a backlash from the seal.
However, in the battle of Nanjiang City, the enemy painstakingly set up an array to loosen the seal. Although I destroyed part of it, the matter of refining the essence gu inadvertently helped the enemy...
really……
Zhang Ping shook his head, feeling that life was unpredictable.
Fortunately, the trip was quite fruitful.
Besides the spirit gu in his hand, three small mountains of demonic materials were quietly piled up behind him.
It was taken from the three demon kings: Black Tiger King, Sha Kui, and Flame King. Zhang Ping had long coveted Sha Kui's thunder power and Black Tiger King's ability to control the wind, and now he had added Flame King's fire control ability.
Before I knew it, the sun had already sunk behind the western mountains.
A warm breeze swept across the mountaintop, drying the bloodstains that had congealed on Zhang Ping's body.
A flurry of footsteps and noise came from the direction of the mountain road.
Zhang Ping raised an eyebrow and looked up.
Miao Zhan, leading a group of people, strode up the mountain with furious expressions. The first thing they saw was Zhang Ping lying in the huge crater.
"Lord Zhang?" Upon seeing Zhang Ping's appearance, the elder guarding the clan's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.
Miao Zhan suddenly blocked her way with his arm.
"Wait!"
All eyes turned to Miao Zhan. A hint of amusement flashed in Zhang Ping's eyes.
He saw through the deep resentment hidden in Miao Zhan's eyes at a glance—resentment directed at him.
Zhang Ping didn't care. Even though he was seriously injured, he could sense that Miao Zhan's aura was also unstable.
Moreover, even if the opponent were completely unharmed, he was confident he could kill him; it would only aggravate his injuries.
"You want to kill me?" Zhang Ping spoke, his tone calm yet laced with biting sarcasm. "Have you forgotten who repelled the demons and saved millions of lives in the royal city?"
Miao Zhan's face turned ashen, and he demanded sharply, "Was the King killed by you?"
Zhang Ping raised an eyebrow: "Are you questioning me?"
In an instant!
An overwhelming force erupted from Zhang Ping's body!
Miao Zhan and the people around him were struck as if by a heavy blow, staggering back dozens of steps, their faces filled with horror!
"Impossible! He was clearly critically injured!" Miao Zhan's heart was filled with shock. If he hadn't witnessed Zhang Ping's severely injured state with his own eyes, how could he have dared to question him in such a tone?!
Several clansmen who had been standing behind Miao Zhan quietly moved a few steps to the side. In an instant, Miao Zhan was left all alone in the center.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Ping's lips curled into a sneer, and he let out an undisguised sneer.
Miao Zhan's face flushed red, and he froze on the spot, caught in a dilemma.
Just then!
A strange, mocking cry suddenly exploded overhead:
"Quack quack quack! Lord Green Hair has arrived!"
The sound appeared so abruptly that everyone looked up in surprise.
"Wuhu—"
A giant dodo bird with a striking tuft of green feathers suddenly burst through the clouds and swooped down!
It spotted Zhang Ping lying at the bottom of the pit at a glance. Its bird face instantly contorted into an exaggerated squinty expression, and with a twist of its neck, it let out a piercing shriek towards the clouds behind it:
"Quack quack quack! Oh no! Lord Zhang Ping is about to be beaten to death!"
Before everyone could recover from their shock, a deafening roar came from deep within the clouds!
"roar--!"
The sky, dyed red by the setting sun, was brutally torn apart by a hundred-meter-long giant bear that suddenly charged out!
The enormous bear head emerged from the clouds as the battle was about to begin.
"Roar! Where are the enemies?!"
Behind him, from the dispersed clouds, countless figures of powerful beastmen appeared one after another—succubi, war bears, winged beastmen… almost all the top beastmen of the Western Poison Forest had come out in full force!
"Zhang Ping!"
A beautiful figure dressed in a red-leaf royal robe flew out from the horde of beasts and rushed straight towards Zhang Ping!
It was none other than Muya, the newly appointed Beast King of the Western Poison Forest.
Zhang Ping's expression immediately became incredibly interesting: "What brings you all here?"
Muya landed at the edge of the pit, bent down, and swept Zhang Ping up in her arms. A giant bird immediately lowered its body obediently, serving as a makeshift couch.
"The green-feathered birds brought back a message from Dragon Spirit Leaf Village. I learned that you were trapped in the Southern Border Royal City and was worried that you might be in danger, so I brought them here. I didn't expect that we were still a step too late." Mu Ya's beautiful eyes were filled with apology as she spoke softly.
The capital city was too far from the Western Poison Forest. Even though they set off immediately upon receiving the news, it was too late.
Zhang Ping chuckled and shook his head, his gaze sweeping over the beastman warriors circling in the air.
The twelve Marrow-Entry Realm beasts, though mostly in their early stages, had survived the Poison Dragon's rampage, and this was likely the entirety of the Western Poison Forest's high-end combat force. On the backs of those enormous Marrow-Entry Realm beasts, numerous Essence-Blood Realm beasts were also densely packed.
Muya has emptied Xidulin's coffers.
"He's all right now," Zhang Ping reassured him, then glanced down. "But you've come at the right time; there's still a clown here waiting to be dealt with."
At this moment, Miao Zhan and his group were already terrified.
They stood there dumbfounded, mouths agape, gazing up at the sky filled with strange and powerful beasts, their minds completely blank for a moment.
How did a powerful beastman from the Western Poison Forest end up in the royal city?
It seems she has a close relationship with Zhang Ping? Or did she come specifically for him?
Isn't Zhang Ping a human warrior from the Great Wei? How could he have such a deep relationship with the strange beasts of the Western Poison Forest? How could he have mobilized all the elite forces of the Western Poison Forest to rush to his aid from afar?
Miao Zhan's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, and the sledgehammer he was gripping trembled violently uncontrollably.
As Zhang Ping finished speaking, his gaze calmly locked onto Miao Zhan.
The gazes of Muya and the other powerful beastmen, whether sharp or playful, instantly focused on Miao Zhan.
"Ahem... Lord Zhang Ping," the guardian elder gritted his teeth and stepped forward, "could you... for the sake of the King, spare Miao Zhan this time? After all..."
Seeing the beastmen's murderous aura, he felt immense hatred for Miao Zhan. However, after the calamity that had befallen the Southern Frontier, less than one in ten of its elite warriors remained, and with Miao Caixin's fall, the situation for top-tier forces had only worsened.
Miao Zhan's strength is among the top of the remaining martial artists, making him crucial to the upcoming great migration.
As soon as the clan elder spoke, the others quickly moved away from Miao Zhan. Someone whispered urgently, "Miao Zhan! Why aren't you apologizing to Lord Zhang?!"
For a moment, Miao Zhan felt utterly absurd, his face turning red and blue in a constantly changing pattern.