Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 128 Killing and Building the Foundation

A powerful reincarnation, invincible at the same level, and the best among them can kill enemy cultivators at a higher level.

This passage is not made up out of thin air.

It is a true record in the secrets of the cultivation world.

Song Sheng would rather force himself to believe that this kid has a special spiritual root or possesses some kind of powerful spiritual body than rebuilding his abilities.

"not good!"

Chen Ping, who had been letting his consciousness out all the time, suddenly frowned slightly, as if he had noticed something strange around him.

Before he could think too much, a long needle spirit weapon surrounded by purple air was shot in front of him.

"Another middle-grade spiritual weapon!"

Feeling this obviously deadly aura, Chen Ping couldn't help but change his face, and hastily crushed a golden talisman.

In an instant, the golden glow flowing out of the talisman turned into a burly King Kong phantom, with a face full of beards, fists and thick arms, as if it had the ability to lift mountains and carry the top.

The second-level low-grade King Kong amulet was bought from Jinquxing a few years ago.

"bang"

There was only an extremely piercing sound of metal intersecting, but this mighty King Kong was smashed apart by the purple long needle like a weak paper man.

The corners of Chen Ping's eyes twitched, he had expected this, and he slapped the storage bag, and a delicate steel ring flew out with a "hoo" and stopped a few feet above his head.

The black stone ring with dual attributes of gold and earth has the best defense ability among low-grade spiritual weapons.

"fall!"

Following Chen Ping's soft shout, Wushihuan burst into glory and fell straight down, enclosing him in it, and slowly turning away.

Chen Ping didn't stop there, and with a thought, the two swords stabbed fiercely at Song Sheng's position again.

"What, you can activate two spiritual weapons at the same time!"

Song Sheng's eyes were filled with shock, and his tightly closed lips could not help but open slightly.

When he was practicing at the ninth level of qi, let alone spiritual weapons, even manipulating two top-grade magic weapons was extremely difficult.

It is enough to prove that the kung fu majored by this kid is extremely high-level, at least the existence of the mysterious grade.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

After hearing a sharp collision sound, strips of dark purple light scrambled out of the long needle and rushed towards the body of the Wushi ring.

There was a fierce confrontation between Youguang and Wushihuan, and purple and khaki halos shone continuously.

When all the purple light disappeared, there were more than a dozen criss-crossing inch-long grooves on the outer wall of the originally smooth steel ring, and the entire spiritual weapon was already dilapidated and severely damaged.

Chen Ping staggered and moved back for a long distance, his blood surging, and the twin swords that were driving Song Sheng to attack also temporarily stopped in mid-air.

It's not that Song Sheng's needle-shaped spiritual weapon is so powerful, but that the level of spiritual power injected by Chen Ping is too low, which is the root cause of Wu Shiguang's vulnerability.

Fortunately, the King Kong amulet was crushed in time, delaying for a while.

Otherwise, I'm afraid there won't even be a chance to defend, and these needles have already been insinuated into hedgehogs.

"He really blocked it!"

Song Sheng was stunned, his heart flustered.

This long needle is called "Purple Light Needle", and he has been keeping it in his dantian for tens of years since he got it.

As a natal treasure, the Purple Light Needle is his strongest means of attack.

Just now, when the sword energy fell and the breath was unclear, he controlled the purple light needle, intending to give Chen Ping a blow.

But seeing that the Purple Light Needle only destroyed Chen Ping's magic weapon of defense and did not cause him any harm, Song Sheng had the thought of retreating.

But this cowardly thought quickly passed away.

Take him down, and you will get unimaginable benefits!
The Qinglian swordsmanship that Chen Ping demonstrated, as well as the high-level kung fu that he majored in, made him salivate.

Song Sheng was trapped in the early foundation establishment for more than 20 years.

He is not willing to stop at this situation.

"A chance comes from heaven, Song is willing to die for it!"

The fierce look on Song Sheng's face became more decisive in the blink of an eye.

"hidden!"

Following his low growl, his fingers moved up a little faster, and the floating purple light needle seemed to melt into the air, disappearing without a trace.

"Secret ban".

A low-grade spirit ban he broke into by spending seven thousand spirit stones.

"Is it gone?"

Chen Ping frowned, and he scanned several times with his spiritual sense, but he couldn't find the location of the long purple needle.

It seems that Song Sheng knows that Ye Chang has many dreams, and he is ready to play his trump card.

Chen Ping flipped his hands over and tightly covered the last Vajra amulet.

Using the spirit weapon and Qinglian sword energy repeatedly, almost half of the remaining mana in his body was consumed.

Song Sheng was afraid of having long nights and dreams, so why not him!

Chen Ping took a deep breath, and the Nine Changes Flame Spirit Art quickly catalyzed, and then a stunning purple-blue flame condensed and formed.

The space with a radius of more than ten feet was filled with purple-blue flames, and the temperature soared, and the trees that were slightly closer to the boulders melted instantly.

Dry Blue Purple Flame, the core supernatural power of the Nine Transformations Flame Art.

Facing a Foundation Establishment cultivator in peak condition, Chen Ping displayed it without any hesitation.

"It's another high-level flame supernatural power. Your Excellency can't really be the reincarnation of a great power?"

Being exposed to this ubiquitous heat wave, Song Sheng's face turned pale all of a sudden.

"This seat is a demon-swinging person!"

With Chen Ping's spiritual consciousness, the dry blue-purple flame automatically fell on the palm of his hand, followed by a burst of heat, and the index finger of his right hand was covered with a layer of gorgeous purple-blue, which seemed to completely melt the finger.

The flames danced violently, like a flaming mountain shrunk ten million times!

"The Needle of Jindu!"

Song Sheng didn't dare to hesitate any longer, he chanted the incantation with a serious expression, and transferred all the remaining mana into the purple light needle.

"呲呲"

I saw a sharp purple awn wrapped in a frightening metallic mana, suddenly appearing from somewhere, and stabbed straight at the back of Chen Ping's head.

"Finger of Extinction!"

Chen Ping's spiritual sense was always on alert, and when he saw the enemy's treasure appearing, he pointed sharply, and a steaming purple-blue beam hit the flying needle impartially.

"Den!"

The power of the Extinct Flame Finger was supernatural, and it knocked the purple flying needle into the air in an instant, and then it shot into the red glow of Song Sheng's body with incomparable sharpness.

But Song Sheng was a foundation-building cultivator after all, and the moment his finger pierced through the light shield, he felt that something was wrong.

In a hurry, he no longer cared about taking the treasure to resist, and suddenly gave his body a hard blow.

The purple-red beam of light passed by his ear tightly, cutting off his entire right ear, avoiding the vital part of his heart, but a bloody flower burst out on his shoulder, and a faint red hole.

"Haha, the old man thought how powerful your supernatural powers are, but it's just mere."

Song Sheng cried out in pain "Ouch", but an expression of ecstasy appeared on his face.

The body of the Foundation Establishment cultivator has a strong recovery ability, and his shoulder was pierced, which can only be said to be a moderate injury.

However, the next moment, before his wild laughter ended, the smile on his face was replaced by a look of disbelief.

"Zizi"

In the bloody hole on Song Sheng's shoulder, a ball of dry blue flames burned wildly, turning him into a burning man with the force of a prairie fire.

"what!"

Song Sheng fell to the ground, and the more it rolled, the stronger the fire became.

Chen Ping's eyes were sharp, and he picked off the spirit beast bag on his waist and the storage ring on his left hand with a sword.

That's all for the storage ring, but the spirit animal bag can't resist the baking of blue and purple flames.

The so-called killing demons and seizing treasures, without treasures, what's the point of killing demons.

(End of this chapter)