Since the deity has decided to show up at this time, no matter what the reason is, what he will face next will be terrible.

The closer he got to the ring, the more terrifying the breath on Chen Ping's body, like a mysterious beast slowly opening its huge mouth, trying to swallow this world.

The genius who had just won the Demon Race looked at Chen Ping, and he felt the threat from this person.

According to the regulations, he didn't need to have a second competition, so he had to step down from the ring and hand him over to this strange human monk.

In the last step, Chen Ping stepped on the ring like the return of a king.

At this moment, countless breath fluctuations formed around him.

"What is he going to do?"

This is the doubt in everyone's mind!

Chen Ping was very calm, even though his appearance disrupted the genius communication between the two groups of humans and demons.

At this time, he was neither sad nor happy, just very quiet.

He slowly, very slowly scanned the surrounding people, no matter which side of the force or what kind of powerhouse they were, Chen Ping did not let them go.

"No matter who is among you, as long as it is related to her death, I, Chen Ping, swear here that I will slaughter all of you."

The words spoken in a very calm voice are the most domineering words in this world.

A cultivator who is not even in the alchemy state dares to say such cruel words to so many strong men.

But for some reason, these powerhouses all felt a faint breath in this world.

Such a phenomenon can only show that Chen Ping's words resonated with the world.

Why does his cultivation base arouse the response of heaven and earth.

If this is an oath, the sky and the earth are the best witnesses. If Chen Ping fails to do so, the heavens and the earth will not tolerate it.

Ordinary monks would not easily make big vows, just because they were worried about backlash.

Is Chen Ping crazy?

Wang Wei, who had been observing Chen Ping, was inexplicably terrified when he heard these words. A terrifying picture flashed in his mind, and the entire Wang family was covered in blood.

"He's just a little monk in the spirit-gathering realm, why can he bring me such a terrible illusion."

Beside Seventh Princess, Prime Minister Wang Zhonglei, a strong human race, twitched his eyebrows slightly, looking at the sky thoughtfully.

For the sake of a dead princess of the Xiong family, Chen Ping threatened the world's strongest in public!

So domineering, unique!

The strong people of the human race here represent most of the forces of the Dayan Dynasty.

With relatives of the emperor and the blood of Jushen, does he really think that with his talent, he can challenge the entire Dongzhou continent?

But in the eyes of many female cultivators, Chen Ping at this moment is like the most powerful beam of sunshine in the world, shining brightly.

This is a world where the weak prey on the strong, and the distinction between men and women is not very prominent, but in the hearts of the female cultivators, why don't they want to have a figure standing in front of them all the time.

In this world, the status of female cultivators is not high. No woman in the world has a hero in their hearts.

The position of Fengshen Peak, Xu Qingyuan looked at the boy who was very different from a year ago, and her heart felt inexplicably painful.

Although she had reminded herself many times, they were already impossible, and he hated Liu Chen to the core, because Chen Ping had brought her the greatest shame in her life.

But looking at the sad Chen Ping in front of her, she was actually very envious of Xiong Chongyan, why could she get so much love from him.

"Brother Liu!"

Tang Yuyan, who was not far from Xu Qingyuan, yelled softly, her eyes were also full of tears.

Many female disciples of Fengshen Peak cried, and Chen Ping's sad aura was very contagious.