"Ting the Qin" was written by Ye Ping for Tanchun when she first arrived in Puliuxiang. Because she felt that her life was pitiful, she thought of helping with excellent words. As a result, everyone knew what happened later. Tanchun became the top player in Puliuxiang and was a well-deserved celebrity. The source of all this was precisely because of Ye Ping.

Now, time has changed, and things have changed. Although it has only been less than a year, major changes have taken place. It is not in Lin'an City, but in Changyang City. It is not in Puliu Lane, but in the main hall of the White Lotus Sect. She is not the identity at that time, but the noble saint of the White Lotus Sect. Ye Ping is also the dignified general king.

The eighth-level middle-level master has unfathomable cultivation, and everyone present has their lives in his hands.

The song "Listening to the Qin" still seems to have the same flavor as it was back then. However, between the world, it seems to be more like the soul-suppressing song of the White Lotus Sect. Because everyone knows that Ye Ping will not let them go easily. He regards them as cults, which are not tolerated by the world on earth.

The more complicated emotions present were the people from the Song Dynasty. Especially Yan Yun, her expression was extremely complicated. She originally stayed to see if she could help Ye Ping to repay her life-saving grace. But what she never expected was that she witnessed the rise of a big man. From then on, it seemed that only a few people including Li Chunfeng, Chen Anzhi could defeat him.

"Oh, Yanyun, let's go. Ye Ping has already grasped the absolute initiative at the moment. His cultivation is unfathomable. Even if we go together, we may not be his opponent. He has far surpassed Bai Ye. Let's go quickly. If we don't leave, it will probably be very dangerous to stay in this Tianxuan realm. No one knows what Ye Ping is thinking."

An eighth-rank rank from the Song Dynasty always came to Yanyun's side and said with a sigh.

At this moment, the song "Listening to the Piano" finally ended. It was really a lingering sound, and everyone had not yet reacted for a while.

It seems that Tanchun is still remembered in it. He is worthy of being the saint of the White Lotus Sect. He is really full of poetry and literature.

"No, really good. Tanchun, I should have noticed that your identity is different for a long time. I didn't expect that even Li Chunfeng would have deceived him. However, if he had the cultivation level of the quasi-king, he would not have misunderstood any more."

Ye Ping shook his head, "If it weren't for the background and temperament of the saint of White Lotus Sect, it would be impossible for this song "Listening to the Qin" to be so perfect. However, your White Lotus Sect is about to exterminate the religion. What else do you want to say?"

After playing a song just now, Tanchun's ups and downs gradually calmed down.

She calmly placed the guqin beside her, stood up slowly, and looked directly at Ye Ping, "It's better to break the jade than to make the whole thing."

"Okay!" Ye Ping's eyes lit up when he heard this, and an extremely majestic and fierce energy shook out of his body.

The White Lotus Sect members around them were all facing a great enemy, and they all used their strongest spiritual energy to fight, but still felt great pressure. The eyes were full of horror, as if they didn't know where Ye Ping's limit was.

Ye Ping nodded with appreciation and said, "Very good, very good. A good person would rather break the jade than the sacred lady of the White Lotus Sect. You are more strong than many people. But in this world, having backbone alone is not enough. Shi Jinxiong, as the leader of the White Lotus Sect, what do you want to say? It is better to break the jade than the sacred lady?"

Feeling Ye Ping's intimidating gaze, Shi Jinxiong had already been soaked in cold sweat.

He gritted his teeth tightly and said in a deep voice, "If General Ye is pushing each other hard, we have to fight to the death. But before that, due to my identity, I still want to fight for it again. The Demon-Destroying Sword is related to our belief in the White Lotus Sect. If even the Demon-Destroying Sword is abandoned, there is no meaning to live. Fight to the death and fight for a glimmer of hope."

Ye Ping nodded, a faint smile appeared on his face, and suddenly he became more and more appreciative of the White Lotus Sect.

He played with the Demon-Destroying Sword in his hand, and no one knew what he was thinking.

It seems that every move is related to the fate of countless people present. No one dares to speak, let alone relax his vigilance.

At this moment, Ye Ping's right foot suddenly shook, and the entire White Lotus Sect's headquarters collapsed. A group of members of the White Lotus Sect quickly retreated, fearing that they would be affected by this power. Suddenly, a flashing golden talisman rose into the sky. It seemed to be engraved with ancient inscriptions, giving people a sacred pressure, which made people instinctively want to worship.

Even the Demon-Destroying Sword in Ye Ping's hand seemed to have been affected and whine like a low roar.

Seeing that the talisman was about to fly away, Ye Ping stretched out his hand and grabbed it directly.

"This is the breath of the True King... I originally felt that there was a familiar aura calling on the underground in the main hall. It seemed that this was it. It should have been suppressing the Demon-Destroying Sword below. Because of the damage to the formation, it also lost its target of suppression. I just don't know where to fly, so I should take it to see it first."

It turned out that this was the place where King Tianlan set up a seal, and planned to seal the sword of the White Lotus God inside the earth forever. Unfortunately, after countless years of invasion, this talisman had long lost its power. In addition, the White Lotus Sect's sacrificial sect was sacrificed day and night, so the Demon-Destroying Sword finally escaped the trap and led to the bitter fruit of today.

Suddenly, the talisman seemed to feel the familiar aura of Ye Ping, which was the inherited aura of King Tianlan.

Without hesitation, the talisman directly penetrated Ye Ping's palm, and a surging true king's thoughts kept coming.

Seeing such an incident at the scene, everyone looked at Ye Ping in surprise, and no one acted rashly.

Although he knew that Ye Ping was merging with this talisman, his aura still locked everyone present. They had a premonition that if they forced themselves to leave now, they might still be attacked by Ye Ping.

"If you don't leave now, then when will you wait..."

But some people are not afraid of death. Cao Yong thought that Ye Ping's clone was not capable of being now, and suddenly moved his spiritual energy and was about to leave.

"Hmm? Seeking death."

Ye Ping suddenly opened his eyes, and the heavy fist intention penetrated his body, like a dazzling sun, swept towards Cao Yong who was trying to leave. The latter was shocked and shouted, "Ye Ping, you are incompetent now, don't hurt me, look at me..."
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