Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 360 Lonely Family and Widows
"Third-order puppet?"

Jin Zhaoheng was slightly surprised, but his movements did not stop. The Sword of Incarnation of Stars continued to fall, intending to tear it into pieces first, and then kill Chen Ping who was hiding behind.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The giant puppet, which was originally lifeless, suddenly opened a dark hole from its abdomen, and a purple-blue light shot out, heading straight towards the stars.

The flow mark is wrapped in something that looks like an arm. The fluff covered is three or four inches long. The back of the hand and fingers are engraved with big and small spider marks. The silver patterns are spaced apart one by one, and there is still a layer of black. of fluorescence.

This thing is naturally the powerful arm of the Sea Clan.

Chen Ping used more than [-] golden silkworm and silver threads to lock it tightly, and painstakingly arranged a camouflage, so that at least the appearance of it could not show the characteristics of the sea tribe.

The arm was silent, without any gaudy changes, but the terrifying power contained in it made Jin Zhaoheng, who was conceited that he could determine the world with a single sword, couldn't help shivering. The stars are rushing in.

All of a sudden, small golden swords swarmed and rushed, forming a huge light curtain.

"boom!"

The next moment, the five fingers of the arm condensed into a fist and slammed heavily on the light curtain, making a frightening roar.

The light curtain transformed by the sword energy was distorted and blurred for a while, and made harsh sounds of "cracking" and "cracking", as if it might collapse at any time.

Jin Zhaoheng was frightened and angry. He opened his mouth and spat out ten drops of blood, which melted into the stars. After a flash of golden light flowed on the surface, six glaring meteorites emerged, and when they moved forward, a mighty three-foot sword pierced in panic. Before the light curtain was completely shattered, it collided with the arm violently.

After another ear-shattering bang, circles of fierce air waves rolled towards the surroundings like a hurricane, overturning more than ten nearby palace attics, and the unexhausted aftermath sank into the ground, one after another. The gap several feet wide crawled out like a centipede's foot, as if it was about to tear the ground of the inner city apart.

In the distance, Fang Yiqiao, Gong Lingshan and others witnessed this astonishing scene, and their faces changed in shock.

The power of Jin Zhaoheng's new Falling Star swordsmanship faintly exceeded the scope of Yuan Dan's late stage. Fortunately, Chen Ping was invited to participate in this battle.

"Genius is a genius, not weaker than the middle-level Xuanpin sword moves. After staying in Chongtian for more than a month, I started from scratch. I have lived for so long, but I have not been able to create a certain move."

Chen Ping muttered sourly, but nodded towards the puppet indifferently.

"Den!"

The golden silkworm and silver wire arched more than half and then straightened, and the sudden huge force was transmitted to the magic arm.

You must know that this thing is not a supernatural power or magic weapon supported by Chen Ping's magic power. Unless the sea spirit power contained in the flesh and blood is exhausted, it can launch uninterrupted attacks.

But is it possible for a Yuandan Sword Cultivator in Jinzhaoheng District to do it?

It's almost the same as a fake pill or a golden pill monk.

Next, I saw the giant sword being smashed by the magic arm like an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, and then smashed down with a fist, the huge dull star immediately shattered inch by inch, and large pieces of golden tile-shaped spiritual power were separated, and finally It turned into stars and scattered and died.

As soon as the falling star sword style was broken, the imprisoning force on Chen Ping disappeared out of thin air.

The golden and blue lightsaber also immediately revealed its original shape, the surrounding atmosphere buzzed and fluctuated, and there were circles of pale white waves in the center, as dim as colorless spring water, and the momentum was obviously not as good as before.

"Where to run!"

Seeing the lightsaber's body moving and wanting to rush out of the city, Chen Ping sneered, and slapped him head-on with his unscathed magic arm. A mournful cry came from mid-air, and the sword was repelled by more than ten feet. From a distance, he turned several somersaults, and then plunged the sword tip down into a house.

"Is this kind of supernatural power really a monk in the early Yuan Dan period?"

Rao had witnessed Chen Ping's strength with his own eyes many times, but Gong Lingshan and Fan Yiqiao still looked at it with turbulent expressions and shocked faces.

What followed was endless ecstasy.

Even Jin Zhaoheng, who was in a state of human sword integration, had little resistance in Chen Ping's hands, and the other shrimp soldiers and crab generals had no choice but to hang their hands and wait for death.

Decades of orthodox disputes are finally coming to an end, and the end of the Star-Defying Sect has arrived!

Gong Lingshan's breasts rose and fell, and her jade-like face changed a lot with excitement in an instant, and she even thought about how to deal with Jin Zhaoheng later.

Back then, my grandfather was torn to pieces by this person. Today, let him experience the same torture!

"Fellow Daoist Jin?"

Chen Ping yelled softly, not daring to be careless in his heart, the power of divine consciousness spread and enveloped the hut, and then surrounded by the Qinglian sword light, he carefully pinched a dry blue-purple flame, With a long-distance bomb, the house was burned to ashes in an instant.

It wasn't that Chen Ping was overly cautious, but that Jin Zhaoheng had an extraordinary background. If he got one or two unusual hole cards from the senior management of Lanyue Sect, it would be a real defeat.

The surroundings were exposed at a glance, and in the ruins, one person and one sword were lying on the ground and separated.

Jin Zhaoheng was covered in blood, his left collarbone was deeply sunken, and there was a hideous fist mark on his right atrium. His injuries were extremely serious.

And his golden blue spirit sword was also dimmed, with small cracks appearing on the surface, obviously close to destruction, and it could no longer withstand any attack before it was repaired.

A punch from the magic arm is almost equivalent to a casual blow from an ordinary half-step Jindan cultivator. Jin Zhaoheng was able to save his life, thanks to his extraordinary swordsmanship, which is not easy.

Chen Ping heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled sinisterly. The Five Elements Pure Yang Sword was like an arrow off the string, and it went straight to Jin Zhaoheng's dantian.

It was his original plan to capture this person alive and perform the soul search technique.

"Those who picture me against the Star Foundation are all damned!"

The hesitation on his face was fleeting, and with a cold word, Jin Zhaoheng pushed forward with his right hand, a dark token flew out, and then tilted everything with his two fingers together.

"What is this?"

Chen Ping's eyes shrank sharply, and his first reaction was to use his spiritual sense to check, but immediately something horrifying happened to him. When his ray of spiritual sense approached the black token at a distance of three feet, there was no warning and it seemed Yangchun melted away like snow.

Could this thing be a powerful talisman?

Frightened in his heart, Chen Ping crushed a few drops of blood without hesitation. He recited the mantra silently, Mo Luo's Shadow Escape Step was added to his body instantly, and the light flashed wildly. Watch the token change.

With a sound of "噗嗤", this non-mortal token was easily shattered into two halves under Jin Zhaoheng's palm.

In the token, circles of mysterious halos suddenly appeared, and there emerged one after another profound and gorgeous runes, densely packed, one layer after another, changing non-stop with a slight sway, and even a little staring is impressive. dizzy.

At the same time, the Chunyang Sword's green light flashed, and it happened to strike on the row of runes at the forefront, followed by the sword's brilliance, which lost its brilliance and flew upside down, just like a stone being hit by a heavy hammer. It automatically returned to Chen Ping's hands.

"puff"

Chen Ping only felt a sweetness in his throat, his face turned pale, and after a frenzied exercise, his staggering body stabilized.

The sword was covered with cracks similar to those of the golden and blue lightsaber, but the condition was slightly better and it was not on the verge of damage.

The Chunyang Sword is his natal tool, which is closely related to his mind.

The sword was severely injured by the rune, and he was affected by the natal magic weapon, and at the same time suffered serious injuries.

"What exactly is that token?"

Looking up again, Chen Ping's eyes were full of panic.

Although the main material of the Chunyang Sword is the third-level Qingxuan Iron Essence, after repeated enhancements, it can already compete with the top-grade Taoist weapon.

But even so, there was still a miserable result. From this, it can be guessed that the means derived from the token have definitely reached the Golden Core level.

In addition, what is even more frightening is that Rune did not take the initiative to attack just now, but the counter-shock force generated by self-defense, otherwise his natal spirit sword might be damaged on the spot.

"Jin has made it this far, thanks to Bayer and others."

Jin Zhaoheng stood up slowly holding the spirit sword, showing a happy smile.

Through the black runes fluttering around him, Chen Ping found that there seemed to be a trace of relief on this person's face.

"What can't be done, let's retreat first!"

Stepping on the ice bow, Fan Yiqiao's voice trembled violently, showing the panic in his heart at the moment, no less than Chen Ping's.

He knows exactly how powerful the Five Elements Pure Yang Sword is, but even a Taoist weapon of this level cannot withstand the blow of the rune.

There were still hundreds of runes in the token that Jin Zhaoheng crushed, which was enough to kill them dozens or hundreds of times.

While Fan Yiqiao was terrified, his heart was full of doubts.

Jin Laojiu has such a shocking secret treasure in his hands. He used it directly in the previous few battles. How can he have a chance to break the city of Broken Star Sect?
"Could it be that..."

As if thinking of something, Fan Yiqiao shivered violently with cold hands and feet.

"Two fellow daoists, don't be in a hurry, take precautions and wait for the changes."

Chen Ping stared down firmly while stopping Fan Yiqiao.

He noticed that the runes popping out of the token seemed to be out of Jin Zhaoheng's control, and in the dark halo, vaguely formed a vague figure.

"Wow"

The flying runes were ordered, and the obedient two sides were neatly divided, and then, the figure walked out calmly.

This is a strong man in his thirties, in his prime, dressed in a fairy fish Taoist robe, exuding a sense of elegance in his gestures.

"Gu... real person!"

Several Yuan Dans present, whether it was Fan Yiqiao, Gong Lingshan, or Chen Ping and Jin Zhaoheng, all turned pale with shock and stopped their ongoing actions one after another.

Because the figure appearing in the rune has such a prominent status that people can't help feeling timid and adored.

Gu Sixian!

What these three words represent may not be well understood by junior Qi practitioners, but senior monks must know.

The Chief Taishang Elder of Lanyue Sect, No. 1 in the sea area with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, can trigger an earthquake and tsunami by stomping his feet.

"There is no life entanglement on the figure, it seems that it is not the clone of Senior Gu."

Chen Ping lowered his head and lowered his brows to feel it, and his heart immediately relaxed.

Although the "Gu Zhenren" in front of him is lifelike, he has no soul, magic power, or vitality. Most likely, it is just an image, just like the picture stored in the photo pearl, which has no appearance.

"Junior Chen Ping, pay my respects to Senior Gu..."

"Junior Gong Lingshan, see Master Gu..."

"Junior Jin..."

The rest of the Yuan Dans also suddenly realized that it wasn't the consciousness of a real person coming in person, but no one dared to be presumptuous, including Chen Ping, they all bowed respectfully.

This is the coercion of a Golden Core cultivator, not to mention that Gu Sixian is not an ordinary Golden Core.

Not to mention that he himself is in the later stage, and he is in charge of the huge Lanyue Sect, accompanied by various spiritual treasures. Even ordinary Dzogchen monks are not his opponents.

If the disrespectful behavior spread to Lan Yuezong, Gu Zhenren only needs to move his fingers, and they will be wiped out with ashes along with the forces behind them.

Everyone saluted respectfully, but "Gu Sixian" turned a blind eye, and just said with a blank expression: "Jin Zhaoheng, the repairman of Jinrui Island, is a new student under the old man's seat, a disciple of the sixth Jin Dynasty."

After finishing speaking, the figure exploded like a bubble, disappearing invisible.

The short dozen or so words in his words seemed to carry an infinite magic sound, and they struck down hard, shaking his mind.

Chen Ping lowered his head, his face was extremely ugly, while Gong Lingshan was extremely desperate, her shoulders trembled and her mouth was full of bitterness.

Jin Zhaoheng ascended to the sky in one step, and was directly accepted by Lanyuezong's Jindan. From now on, who would dare to touch him?
"Destroy my spirit sword, break my Jinrui's kindness, Jin will always remember it in his heart."

In front of everyone, Jin Zhaoheng calmly put away the golden and blue lightsaber, a sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

He knew that his own life and that of the Ni Xing Sect were both saved, and he was also very satisfied with the status of Gu Zhenren's direct disciple.

The only regret is that these runes in the token are not under his control, otherwise Chen Ping and others will be killed on the spot, so that he can vent his monstrous hatred.

"boom!"

An extremely unexpected scene appeared, layers of slowly rotating black runes stopped abruptly, and suddenly turned into a layer of black veil, wrapping Jin Zhaoheng's entire body.

In the next breath, before anyone could react, the black light flashed, and the tulle imprisoned Jin Zhaoheng for a few flashes, before disappearing in an instant.

"Such a frightening speed is indeed the work of Jindan old monster."

Chen Ping's heart skipped a beat, and his consciousness hovered silently, and he caught the trace of the black yarn twenty miles away, and in the blink of an eye, it was already at eighty miles away, and at the third breath, it broke away directly. beyond the scope of his consciousness.

The best proof that Jin Zhaoheng was indeed taken far away was the Great City Guard Formation that was completely stagnant.

Because the eyes of the two third-level large formations were still on Jin Zhaoheng's body, the formation lost its effect because the two were too far apart.

"It turns out that the lone family refers to this moment..."

Jin Zhaoheng's departure made Fan Yiqiao feel as if he had been greatly shocked, his eyes were dull, and he murmured an inexplicable sentence repeatedly.

　Thanks to Liu Erluo, the first boss of the Silver League in this book!Thank you very much!

　　
　
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