Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 281: Divine Might Invincible Coral Appearance
The five-element sword embryo is sealed inside the Chunyang sword, which can use the power of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and it can be transformed freely without any jerky process.

Of course, since Chen Ping himself is a monk who majors in fire attribute exercises, the power of Chunyang sword to carry fire is more powerful than other attributes.

However, Grandma Fan is also a strong player in playing with fire, and her realm is a lot higher than him. Her own fire-type supernatural powers can't make any waves in front of her.

Therefore, only by driving the Pure Yang Sword to use water to overcome fire can it exert its greatest power.

"Stinky little bastard, grandma will goug out your eyes, cut off your ears and limbs, and turn you into a human pig in a vat!"

Chen Ping's offensive behavior made Grandma Fan seem to be completely enraged, the black fire on her head was like a hot oil pan poured into cold mountain spring water, from which stretched out tentacles made of flames, and punched Chunyang Sword with claws and teeth.

Chen Ping was extremely afraid of this kind of cruel and senseless monk, and he was determined to send him to bliss.

Tentacle-shaped black fires shot out one after another, and then quickly melted into a flaming falcon, which collided with the white cold air released by the Five Elements Sword and intertwined in one place.

Immediately, the sound of "sizzling" erupted between the two, and large groups of water mist were immediately formed in patches, making the nearby three-mile radius become foggy in an instant, and everything seemed extremely blurred.

Black fire and white air splashed everywhere, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

"How is it possible, you are not a foundation cultivator?"

She didn't see the opponent's spirit sword collapsing at the touch of a touch, but she became in a stalemate with the spirit fire she had released. Grandma Fan's calm and contented expression immediately turned into a strong shock.

At the same time, she urged her spiritual sense to feel Chen Ping's leaked spiritual power over and over again. After a while, her pupils froze suddenly.

The monk surnamed Chen who was fighting her, although his mana was almost in the liquid state of the extreme, there was no trace of alchemy.

It proves that this son has no hidden realm, he is indeed just a foundation building Dzogchen.

"impossible!"

Grandma Fan is like seeing a ghost in daylight, the cultivator who established the foundation confronted her with head-to-head supernatural powers, but she didn't lose the wind?

The name of her black fire spell is "Yinhei Lianyan". She has practiced it for more than 200 years and has reached the stage of great success.

Just a few years ago, she used this technique to eliminate two Foundation Establishment Dzogchen in an instant, and the other party had no resistance at all.

In order to further magnify Grandma Fan's panic, from the white hot mist, a roar of a blue dragon burst into the sky, followed by a "Hula", a pure blue demon dragon tens of feet long appeared out of thin air, covered in white... Composed of majestic sword energy.

With just a flick of its tail, the black fire hawk quickly burst apart, sweeping away the scorching wind above the sea.

The sword dragon Luohong in Qinglian Sword Art.

Compared with the previous carrier, the fierce sword of mother and son, the sword move generated by the pure yang sword is three times more powerful, and it can already bring no small threat to the monks in the early Yuan Dan period.

Chen Ping's finger suddenly clicked, and the sword energy whizzed through the air with the notes of "嗤嗤", covering Grandma Fan in front of her.

A stern look flashed across Grandma Fan's immature face, she waved her arm lightly at the sword shadow, and immediately a dense row of green fist shadows blocked her chest.

"boom!"

As soon as the sword light came into contact with the fist shadow, the sword light easily tore the green fist shadow apart, and the body swelled up strangely again, turning into a blue beam of light that looked like a dragon's horn, and stabbed fiercely at Grandma Fan's heart.

"The kid is going crazy!"

Grandma Fan clasped her hands together, and a dark gray, inconspicuous folding fan flew out from the dantian, and it held the Stegosaurus impartially.

But the Stegosaurus hit Shan, as if it had slashed on a hard high-grade ore, and it was difficult to make an inch, unable to break through.

Just when the folding fan was lifted into the air, Grandma Fan's expression became obviously calmer.

The green fist shadow she cast just now is just an ordinary yellow-grade spell, just to delay the half-breath of time, so that she can conveniently sacrifice her own magic weapon.

"The medium-grade Taoist weapon that injured Chen Xiangwen must be this folding fan."

A hundred feet away, Chen Ping's eyes flashed with vigilance.

Magical treasures are divided into six grades, and the quality from low to high is magical weapon, spiritual weapon, Taoist weapon, psychic Taoist weapon, Lingbao and Tongtian Lingbao.

Each level is divided into low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and super-grade.

Before Dao Qi, the gap between magic weapons that were a small level apart was not too exaggerated.

But when it comes to the level of Taoism, this is not the case.

Compared with low-grade Taoist artifacts, the power of middle-grade Taoist artifacts is often several grades higher.

Naturally, the price will more than double accordingly.

The overall quality of the Five Elements Pure Yang Sword is slightly higher than that of low-grade Taoist implements, but it must not compete with folding fans.

After thinking about it, Chen Ping pointed towards the air without hesitation, and firmly grasped the spirit sword in his hand.

Next, he had to try his best to avoid a direct confrontation between the Chunyang sword and the opponent's magic weapon.

"Destroy!"

Facing the Stegosaurus, Grandma Fan kept waving one after another.

This folding fan is about one palm wide and less than one foot long. It looks like it should be light and light, but every time you swing the fan, it seems to consume a lot of magic power of Grandma Fan, causing beads of sweat to flow down her delicate cheeks. .

As she swung her fan, a dark gray sword glow shot out from the fan, and after just one breath, the fan came down seven or eight times, and the scattered sword glow suddenly turned into a quaint The big sword pierced through Stegosaurus destructively, and stabbed at Chen Ping's position without pausing.

"Blooming lotus!"

Chen Ping muttered silently, half of the spiritual acupoints in his body trembled crazily, and spiritual power proliferated.

The next moment, the sole of his foot stepped on a crystal clear blue lotus flower, and the slightly opened ten-foot petals suddenly closed, enveloping his entire body airtightly.

"boom!"

The moment Chen Ping had just finished defending, the huge sword derived from the folding fan had struck brilliantly. "Kacha Kacha" was like a hammer hitting a hard-boiled egg, and the lotus shield opened up like a ferocious centipede. cracks.

Seeing that Sheng Lianhua's defensive sword style was about to be wiped out, Chen Ping's face was as usual, and there was no trace of panic.

Because although the giant sword shattered the shield, its own power was also weakened by about [-]%, which was no longer enough to bring him fatal damage.

After a while, the whole lotus flower crumbled together. Grandma Fan was about to laugh out loud, but then her eyes froze. In her extremely shocked eyes, she saw the dark gray giant sword stopped at a distance from Chen Ping. An inch from the chest, a pair of fleshy palms grasped forcefully, the giant sword screamed and screamed, and the sword energy that turned into a headless fly overflowed everywhere.

And Chen Ping's hands were sticky and bloody, and his tiger's mouth was completely torn. It looked serious on the surface, but in fact it was just a not-so-deep bloodstain.

After expelling the sword energy penetrating into the meridians, the blood on Chen Ping's wound stopped immediately.

"Could this kid be a master of both art and body?"

Grandma Fan couldn't help being shocked, no one knew better than her how fierce the sword light was from her folding fan.

Even if there is only [-]% of the power left, the ordinary law practitioners will destroy their bodies if they insist on a trick.

Moreover, the Wushuang Stegosaurus released by Chen Ping earlier showed that he was very likely to be a sword cultivator who had made great achievements in the way of swordsmanship.

The three avenues go hand in hand, which is a very scary thing.

"This kid's strength cannot be described by half-step Yuan Dan, and his weird spirit sword that does not lose the Dao weapon can almost compete with the real early Yuan Dan monks!"

Grandma Fan's complexion was gloomy and cold, and she couldn't help feeling a little cold.

Reminiscent of what the son said on the city wall of Haichang Island, "Let her go", even the old man did not object.

She was still confused at the time, but now she has a flash of enlightenment.

The true combat power of this foundation-building cultivator is still higher than that of the old man!
Once he advances to Yuan Dan, wouldn't killing her be as easy as killing a chicken or a dog?
No wonder this son dared to follow her quietly alone.

It turned out that it wasn't that they followed the brigade to build a foundation for support, and it wasn't that they ran to die with their heads in the water!

It's that he really has the strength to single-handedly challenge Yuan Dan's early stage!

"Kill, kill him, never let him break into Yuan Dan."

Unknowingly, Grandma Fan released a cold killing intent in her eyes, grinning her teeth and holding up her natal spiritual fan, she made a gesture of attacking Chen Ping again.

She slapped the folding fan quickly, and several green skulls around her immediately took shape, opening and closing their mouths, frantically sucking up the water-attribute aura around them.

Under the swallowing of the skull, in the blink of an eye, most of the water aura in the nearby seabed was thinned out.

Grandma Fan is a Yuan Dan monk who climbed up step by step from the bottom, killing enough people along the way to pile up a mountain of bloody corpses.

She has a lot of experience in fighting skills. After the previous two gestures, she has already noticed that the powerful spirit sword held by Chen Ping seems to be the best spirit weapon of water attribute, and it has a lot of restraint power against her black fire.

So, she targetedly emptied the water aura within a few miles.

Next, let's see how much power this kid's spirit sword can release!
"Hey, useless work."

The corner of Chen Ping's mouth smiled slightly, and the shape of the water-blue Five Elements Sword changed again, and hot flames spewed out along the sword body.

"What, the two extreme attributes of water and fire coexist, and the main material of this spirit sword is the green black iron essence that can hold the five elements!"

When the calculation failed, Grandma Fan became angry from embarrassment, and slapped the skull's sky cap, and the skull immediately swelled to the size of a wheel. The white skull was faintly covered with a layer of blue water mist, which looked particularly terrifying and strange.

Then, the big mouths of several skeletons opened violently again, spewing out tens of thousands of short blades as thin as fish fry, covering Chen Ping overwhelmingly.

"Qinglian Sword Qi!"

With a toss of the Chunyang sword, Chen Ping stepped a hundred feet high in the limelight.

Just where he passed, a green hurricane blew up. Looking carefully, the hurricane was composed of dense and countless sword energy, and at the same time, a huge green lotus phantom suddenly appeared, After flashing rapidly, a slowly rotating sky wheel suddenly appeared.

Looking from a distance, one can only feel the sword energy on both sides of the sky wheel constantly twisting and shaking, and bursts of strong and violent fluctuations are constantly coming from above, as if cracks in space are forming.

The eighth form of Qinglian's Sixteen Sword Slashing Jue, Sword Shadow Sky Wheel.

In the air, Tianlun slowly grinded and rotated, and the tens of thousands of short blades ejected from the skull were absorbed by the huge force, uncontrollably gave up on Chen Ping, changed the target and smashed towards Tianlun.

"boom"

In that space, dazzling rays of light erupted together, as if they had transformed into a round of scorching blue sun, making people dare not look directly at them.

At the moment when the two supernatural powers collided and the outcome was unknown, the spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly trembled, Chen Ping's face changed, and a pain from the soul spontaneously arose, spreading all over his body with the snap of his fingers.

Then, without warning, a black flame jumped out from the space around him, instantly igniting every inch of his skin.

The iconic supernatural power of high-level monks, Danyu!

Danyu can produce unparalleled lethality against low-level monks.

Because no matter what kind of heaven and earth rules constitute the alchemy power, it has a deterrent effect similar to the attack of the soul.

Grandma Fan is a monk with the fire attribute, so the rules in the Dan domain are naturally fire-based.

However, the power of law given to cultivator Yuan Dan was very little, so Chen Ping would not be too afraid, and endured the great pain. A dry blue-purple flame exploded in his chest and spread all over his body, and began to entangle with the black flame.

"Jie Jie, today my grandma will let you understand the difference between Little Foundation Establishment and Yuan Dan cultivator!"

As soon as the Danyu came out, Grandma Fan immediately held up her folding fan and quickly approached Chen Ping in a volley. She still smugly roared: "Tsk tsk, once in a thousand years, a cultivating seed that can cross a large level of fighting skills died in my Danyu. Come on, it's really more exciting than eating the old man's heart!"

On the other hand, under the pressure of Dan Yu, even if Chen Ping's consciousness reached eleven thousand feet, he would still feel dizzy and confused.

Of course, his current state is still very good.

If it were Chen Xingchao's normal foundation-building Dzogchen, even if the Sea of ​​Consciousness didn't burst directly, he would still suffer serious injuries and lose resistance.

Chen Ping is far from reaching the desperate situation where the oil is exhausted, but in order to relieve Grandma Fan's vigilance, his heart moved slightly, the pupils of his eyes turned grayish white, and he fell straight to the bottom of the sea with his head and chest covered, with a miserable appearance of being slaughtered. elephant.

"Jie Jie, the brat's pretentiousness really impresses grandma."

Grandma Fan showed a sarcastic smile, and all the folding fan utensils were spread out, and the sword lights on it shook like peacocks, cutting off the falling Chen Ping, which might cut him into ten or eight pieces. Stance.

She had seen Chen Ping's acting skills once in Haichang City just now, if he dared to chase after him alone, how could he not have considered Dan Yu's suppression?
Ninety-nine percent of him carried the magic weapon of soul defense on him, but he just put it here to pretend to be weak, maybe he was thinking of something!

"Senior is as shrewd as a fox, hundreds of years have not been in vain."

Seeing that her plan was ruthlessly thwarted by her, Chen Ping straightened his body without changing his expression, and calmly pointed towards Grandma Fan.

"What is he doing?"

Grandma Fan was vigilant, this kid wouldn't continue to bluff in this kind of situation where one move would determine the outcome, would he?

However, in her horrified eyes, a huge and horrifying shadow covered her involuntarily.

It was a phantom coral of five or sixty feet, beautiful and lifelike, as if carved from a piece of flawless jade.

The five several-foot branches extending from the top of the coral, some are like the horns of a real dragon, and some are like peerless spiritual flowers in full bloom.

"Divine soul... attacking secret technique!"

Grandma Fan's soul was tightly restrained by the breath of coral, unable to move, and then even her consciousness froze.

Facing this mysterious and overwhelming coral phantom, in an instant, she sincerely felt that even facing the Golden Core cultivator directly could not make her feel that way.

Unparalleled insignificance and inferiority complex!

It was as if she had resisted the sea and sky with a mortal body before stepping into the cultivation world.

Such powerlessness cannot be described in detail.

"fall!"

Chen Ping, the Prime Minister of the coral seal, couldn't control it for long, so he smiled coldly and threw it at Grandma Fan.

At the same time, grandma Fan's eyes shot out like gold stars, and an identical coral imprint appeared in her mind, pressing down on her soul, like a hundred thousand thunderbolts blasted back and forth, and wherever they touched, the soul was vulnerable to a single blow. As nothingness, consciousness immediately fell into a permanent stagnation.

　Thank you Feifei Feige Li for rewarding 3000 points!

　　
　
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