Chapter 1259

Qingyu stood frozen in place.

Above, He Pingsheng turned his head to look at her and said loudly: "What are you doing standing there... move further away!"

"Everyone, get away!"

It's not easy to encounter a Demon Lord at the Golden Immortal level; I can't let others snatch it.

"Roar..."

Overhead, the huge Demon Lord stood like a god, standing several hundred feet tall, looking down at He Pingsheng floating in the void; in his eyes, He Pingsheng was comparable to a tiny ant.

Just now, it was this ant that took a strike of his power.

The Demon Lord was furious!

The huge roar turned into a fierce gale, blasting toward He Pingsheng.

At the same time, the Demon Lord again held the huge wolf-tooth club and pressed down from the void.

The power of this strike was even stronger than the one just now.

This time, the Demon Lord could be said to have used twelve percent of his power.

He Pingsheng, however, was unhurried; he looked at the wolf-tooth club falling from the Demon Lord, without any evasion, and again activated the black stone disk.

Bang...

The stone disk turned into a hundred feet in size and floated in the void again.

The Demon Lord's violent strike smashed fiercely onto this stone disk again.

The stone disk swayed a few times and perfectly blocked the opponent's attack.

He Pingsheng smiled.

This stone disk is indeed not simple.

After testing it twice in a row, He Pingsheng put away the stone disk.

"Human... you are very arrogant..." The Demon Lord, who was just angry, calmed down now; he looked at He Pingsheng and said: "That stone disk of yours is a bit evil, but your cultivation is only at the eighth layer of the Profound Immortal Stage; if you didn't use that stone disk, you would definitely not be my match!"

"I have no karma with you, and I don't want to entangle with you!"

"If you leave now, we will be fine!"

The Demon Lord is not stupid.

He knew that He Pingsheng had the stone disk and was basically invincible, so he didn't want to tangle with He Pingsheng.

However, how could He Pingsheng let go of this opportunity to earn contribution points?

"You Demon Race have repeatedly invaded our Xuan Sect cultivation land and slaughtered how many of our Xuan Sect immortals? You say we are fine, you say there is no karma?"

"Use your full strength!"

Rumbling...

The next moment, the thirty-six Chaos Immortal Patterns in He Pingsheng's body operated, and the Chaos Golden Scripture expanded his body.

His body also turned into several hundred feet in size, almost equal in height to this Demon Lord.

"Take my punch..."

"Opening Heaven..."

Rumbling...

He Pingsheng mobilized the power of his whole body's blood and energy, and then smashed a punch out fiercely.

On his right arm, under the gathering of boundless power, his Daoist robe was instantly torn into pieces.

On the exposed dark skin, purple-gold patterns slowly wound.

At this very moment, He Pingsheng's entire arm was covered by mysterious purple-gold immortal patterns.

After one punch was blasted out, the fist even turned purple directly.

This strike was pure power.

It was one of the three fists derived from the Thirty-Six Fists of Opening Heaven.

The distance was too close, and the Demon Lord couldn't unleash his demonic weapon, so he learned from He Pingsheng and also smashed a punch out fiercely!

Two huge fists smashed together fiercely.

Qingyu, who had already flown out of the battle circle, stood in the void, looking at the scene in front of her in shock.

She only saw that purple-gold fist 'bang' and easily shattered the black demonic fist, then continued all the way forward.

The black demonic fist shattered, and then the arm was also torn into pieces directly by He Pingsheng's powerful strength.

In the end, although the Demon Lord relied on rapid movement to dodge the final power of He Pingsheng's heavy punch, his right arm was already gone.

It was directly shattered by He Pingsheng.

What kind of concept is this?

"Hiss hiss hiss hiss..." Qingyu gasped in shock.

Eighth layer of Profound Immortal!

Fighting a Demon Lord at the Golden Immortal Stage, and actually won completely?

Just now, He Pingsheng used that stone disk to catch the Demon Lord's attack twice in a row; at that time, both Qingyu and the other few Profound Immortals felt that He Pingsheng was borrowing the power of a treasure.

But now, he was bare-handed, really relying on absolute strength to crush the Demon Lord.

Not to mention Qingyu, even He Pingsheng himself was extremely shocked.

You must know that the opponent is a Demon Lord, not of the same realm.

At this very moment, He Pingsheng is fighting across ranks.

Even in this situation, he actually crushed the opponent easily?

What does it explain?

It explains that these three fists of Opening Heaven are truly too strong.

"Roar roar roar..."

That Demon Lord lost an arm and roared violently in pain.

At the same time, his body retreated rapidly and pulled a distance away from He Pingsheng.

During the time he pulled the distance, his right arm grew back again.

"Human kid, you are very strong..." The Demon Lord looked at He Pingsheng and said: "But... this seat still has a finishing move, you might not be able to take it!"

"Next, let you see my peerless strike!"

"Roar..."

"Jie jie jie..."

While the Demon Lord roared, he made strange sounds, and at the same time, large patches of demonic energy gathered around his body, turning black.

Like a piece of black mist.

He Pingsheng naturally wasn't afraid in his heart; he had full confidence that he could take the opponent's strike, but he didn't wait for the opponent to make a move, but waited for the opponent to turn into a stream of light and flee fiercely.

Holy crap...

Ran away!

This is your full-strength strike?

Buzz...

He Pingsheng's figure flashed, disappeared in the void, and when he appeared again, he was already not far from that Demon Lord.

Divine ability: Void Swift Movement!

"Slay..." He Pingsheng drank lightly.

Then a golden divine sword flew out with a 'whoosh', expanding to a thousand feet in size in the void.

On it, Xuanhuang light overflowed, and the aura of killing and cutting sprayed out.

It was the top-tier magic treasure: Xuanhuang Divine Sword.

Once this sword came out, it instantly sealed the void and imprisoned time; the Demon Lord who was fleeing was fixed in the void, could only wail loudly, and couldn't leave another step.

The next moment, the Xuanhuang Divine Sword carried boundless sword intent and fell with one sword.

The Demon Lord at the Golden Immortal level was slain.

At the same time, a golden immortal light flew out, screaming and fleeing.

This was the Demon Lord's soul.

He Pingsheng didn't go to pursue that soul, because he couldn't catch up either.

But for him, the goal had been achieved.

Slaying the Demon Lord, ten thousand contribution points were in hand.

The Demon Lord's corpse turned into demonic energy and vanished between heaven and earth, but a fire-red Red Pill was left behind.

Demon Lord Red Pill, fifth-tier!

It was smaller than the one He Pingsheng had obtained in that underground demon cave before, and the tier was also one level lower.

As for the Demon Lord's items and space magic treasure, they were also collected by He Pingsheng.

Several streams of light swept across the sky and landed around He Pingsheng at the same time.

"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist, for saving our lives!"

"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist!"

"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist!"

Those people looked at He Pingsheng with awe one by one.

Similarly, there was also admiration.

After all, He Pingsheng had slain a Golden Immortal across ranks as a Profound Immortal.

"You're welcome!" He Pingsheng smiled and waved his hand: "Just a small effort!"

His gaze turned to look at Qingyu: "Fellow Daoist Qingyu, we meet again!"