Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 373

Tens of feet above the sea, a bunch of bluish-purple brilliance flickered frantically and fled.

"I want to return to the city as soon as possible to inform the clan brothers who stayed behind about this matter, and I must immediately arrange a way out."

Tong Huyun controlled the Dunguang with a pale face, while secretly thinking in fear.

His natal path has been damaged, so it doesn't make any sense to stay on the battlefield.

The supernatural power of the black-faced man definitely surpassed Yuan Dan's late stage, and he had to defend desperately with a single sword.

If there was another sword strike, he would really die at his door today.

Now, I can only pray that Qiyuan Sanren can hold off the situation with one enemy and two, and give him time for the Tong family to retreat.

"It's a pity that Tong has worked so hard to cultivate the spirit beast."

Tong Huyun gritted his teeth in pain and hatred.

Although Die Nu was of ordinary sky demon bloodline, it was cultivated from the first level, which cost him hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones.

And the five horned beetles used as the meat wall are rare and precious ancient insects, and they have all reached the second-order peak with great difficulty.

He had expected that one of the beetles would break through the third level and become the insect king.

At that time, he will be able to develop into the daunting insect cultivator, and make great progress in supernatural powers.

But looking at the current situation, including Die Nu, they will all be confessed in the near future.

This also means that his accumulated wealth has shrunk by half in an instant.

Moreover, after losing the Weeping Blood Butterfly, he became the weakest Yuandan cultivator in one fell swoop. Such a huge contrast caused Tong Huyun's heart to be full of hatred, and the seeds of revenge immediately took root and sprouted.

"Fifty miles to go."

The buildings of the ferry gradually came into view, and Tong Huyun finally showed a hint of the expression of the survivors after the catastrophe.

The first target of Di Yaoxian and the others should be Qiyuan Sanren, and there are no monks chasing after them.

But while he was relaxed, he didn't dare to be careless at the same time. His divine sense swept the surroundings over and over again, guarding against being attacked by others.

However, at about forty feet on the bottom of the sea, a huge current fluctuated frequently, closely following the light in mid-air.

The movement in this area was tightly covered by Chen Ping's vast spiritual consciousness. With Tong Huyun's method, what he detected was only the illusion of calm.

Just when the cyan-purple escape light was only thirty miles away from the ferry, there was a sudden rumbling sound from the bottom of the sea.

The next moment, a huge golden-black monster that almost covered most of the sky floated up on the waves, just bent its legs and jumped, and the violent stench wafted away, and a colossal force smashed towards Duanguang.

Tong Huyun above suddenly paled in shock, his figure flashed, and he rushed hundreds of feet away. With the blessing of a few drops of blood essence, his speed was a little faster than before.

But the seemingly slow-moving giant stopped its figure, arched its abdomen, and rushed out with a black and blue arm, and shot to Tong Huyun's side like lightning.

The few defensive talismans he crushed in a panic were of no use at all, "Boom" and "Boom" several times in a row, as if they were simply smashed out with a single punch.

"The third-order spider demon puppet! You are Haichang Chen..."

What followed was a scream of extreme horror, but it stopped right before finishing a sentence.

When the magic arm automatically bounced back to the abdomen, the spider demon puppet opened its bloody mouth, and held Tong Huyun, who had lost its breath and fell rapidly, into the mouth full of mucus, and then flapped its small and exquisite wings, returning to the battlefield domineeringly.

"The spider demon puppet who punched in the abdomen, you are Chen Ping of Haichang Island!"

Qiyuan Sanren, who was fighting with Di Yaoxian, saw the scene of Tong Huyun's death, his eyes narrowed fiercely, and he said what he didn't finish.

It's no wonder that Di Yaoxian dared to come to provoke Tong's family, because he invited a strong supporter.

This new Yuandan who was born in a small sea area has been in the limelight in recent years, and his reputation has skyrocketed in the Liulihai cultivation circle 10,000+ miles away.

In addition to his own supernatural powers, the third-order puppet mastered by this person is also talked about by the cultivators.

It is rumored that Mu Shisheng died under the sneak attack of a puppet.

After Qi Yuan heard about it in the early years, he didn't take it seriously, thinking that it might be a rumor.

After all, the Wood and Stone Sage is one of the three great casual cultivators who are as famous as him, how could he be beheaded by a third-tier middle-grade puppet?

But the fact is in front of his eyes, Tong Huyun fell without any power to fight back, which means that this is definitely not an ordinary puppet.

Chen Ping came all the way from afar to intervene in the orthodox dispute in Liulihai, now there is a reasonable explanation.

As far as he knew, Di Yaoxian had participated in the genocide war on Kongming Island, and perhaps he had established some trust with Chen Ping.

It is not surprising that it is a common occurrence in the cultivation world to stand up for old friends and fight against injustices.

It's ridiculous that he and the Tong family have been plotting for more than ten days, and even Yang Fanying from the Smelting Fire League was taken into consideration.

Unexpectedly, it was Chen Ping, who was several times more difficult, who finally helped Cang Jizong.

"Old Di has the strength close to the half-step golden core. Chen Ping should not be much weaker than him. I'm afraid it will be uncomfortable for the two of them to join forces. If something can't be done, the best way is to escape."

Qiyuan's mind suddenly changed, and he had the idea of ​​avoiding the war, anyway, the treasures of the Tong family had been taken into his pocket.

However, abandoning the Tong family will definitely violate the thick blood contract signed by both parties, and will inevitably suffer strong backlash.

Therefore, Qi Yuan is still a little vacillating.

"Damn Seven Phoenix Chamber of Commerce!"

Ming Qiyuan and Tong Huyun yelled at each other, and Chen Ping was not surprised at all while cursing.

Under the spare no efforts of the Seven Phoenix Chamber of Commerce's publicity, his identity as a body repairer, sword repairer, and puppet master can no longer be concealed from the world.

The fact that Qi Yuan revealed his origin with only one puppet is the best proof.

Fortunately, he did not pretend to be able to hide his true identity when he changed his appearance this time.

Because of Qi Yuan's old-fashioned supernatural powers, getting rid of him will inevitably reveal a lot of cards.

"Ow!"

The Weeping Blood Butterfly suddenly shook its body, let out a terrible shriek, and fell straight down from the air, curled up in a ball on the way, the blood mist on its body was mostly dimmed, and it looked like it had been severely injured.

With the fall of Tong Huyun, the imprint in the butterfly demon soul suddenly dispersed, which triggered the backlash of the secret technique.

When cultivators raise spirit beasts, they usually plant various restraints.

Tong Huyun's methods of controlling animals are far from overbearing.

In the circle of high-level spirit trainers, the Tai Cang Blood Pact made with the blood essence of Jindan monks is the medium.

After signing the Tai Cang blood contract, as soon as the master's soul is extinguished, the imprisoned spirit beast will also die immediately, which is extremely cruel.

Chen Ping had originally planned to buy a Tai Cang Blood Pact to control the mysterious black horse.

"boom!"

The Weeping Blood Butterfly plunged headlong into the bottom of the sea, causing a splash of water.

But within a breath, the butterfly found that it had regained its freedom, opened its mouth excitedly, and was driven by a high level of intelligence, and rushed out of a sea several miles away, without any hesitation. Hesitantly turned around and fled.

"A butterfly demon in the early stage of the third level still wants to sneak out of Wuzhi Mountain?"

Chen Ping's expression remained unchanged, and he calmly gave an order to the Spider King.

The spider king puppet immediately turned around, and the ghost shadow chased after it heavily.

Although the Weeping Blood Butterfly was a flying monster, it was seriously injured and on the verge of death, and its speed could not reach [-]% of its original speed. After a while, it was blocked by the Spider King.

Seeing this, Chen Ping let out a chuckle and was completely relieved.

The puppet is a dead thing, driven by the spirit stone, which greatly restrains the poisonous supernatural power of the butterfly demon.

There is no variable at all in the fight between the two.

After quickly solving the two little guys who were in the way, Chen Ping, who was free, naturally focused his gaze on Di Yaoxian.

I saw that the sea of ​​flames formed by the Nine Suns True Fire Comb covered the sky and covered the sun, completely enveloping the old Taoist Qi Yuan.

In this space where the fire spirit power is rampant, there is a shiny area of ​​ten feet, no matter how violent the sea of ​​fire erodes, it will be of no avail.

That area seemed to be sailing a spiritual ship floating in huge waves. Even though it was small compared to the outside environment, there was no danger of the ship capsizing or being destroyed.

Casting his magic eyes and looking intently, Chen Ping found that there was a very large and pure water spiritual power around Qiyuan Old Daoist, which not only resisted the Nine Suns True Fire at all times, but even had the power to counterattack.

And the source of this endless water spiritual power is the beads surrounding him, each of which has a different shape, releasing circles of rich blue light around him.

In detail, there are as many as 56 pieces.

"The product of the strange technique?"

Chen Ping squinted his eyes and said rather uncertainly.

Those dozens of beads have a strange breath, not like a magic weapon, or a strange treasure.

It is reported that Qiyuan is good at strange skills, and often makes some ingenious and strange treasures for sale.

This outstanding little way skill is also one of the cornerstones for his achievement of half-step golden elixir.

"Humph!"

Seeing Qi Yuan's understatement, Di Yaoxian's complexion darkened, and he sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood on the Jiuyang True Fire Comb.

The flying comb immediately glowed red, and silver runes began to flicker faintly in the sea of ​​flames. The temperature of the nearby space increased by more than ten times, and an unbelievable heat was permeating everywhere.

"Old Di is going to do his best."

Qi Yuan's heart moved slightly, waves of scorching fire rushed towards him like a tsunami, the nearby air was dotted with red light, and countless bean-sized crimson flames burned out of thin air.

With him as the center, it seemed as if the sea area under his feet was completely ignited.

Qi Yuan smiled coldly, turning a blind eye to this vision, just took a deep breath, water dragons came out from the dantian, and shot into 56 water drops with precision.

Then, the water drop had a flash of inspiration, and a misty blue arched shield appeared.

Qi Yuan didn't panic in his heart, this blow beyond his strength was blessed by Di Yaoxian, and when the effect was over, it was time for him to counterattack.

"Wow"

"Wow"

The sea of ​​flames was like clouds blown by a storm, quickly gathering together to form a huge vortex.

Immediately, a huge firebird with a length of more than ten feet spread its wings and flew out.

As soon as the firebird appeared, red flames swirled around its body, and the red flames that had just emerged rushed towards it like moths throwing fire, and then disappeared into the body one after another.

"go."

After a little force towards the fire bird, Di Yaoxian landed with great difficulty panting heavily.

Obviously, the consumption of this spell is extraordinary.

And the fire bird was urged by the seal formula, and kept screaming wildly in its mouth, the flames on its body rose several feet, and it flew straight towards Qi Yuan in a menacing manner.

Qi Yuan didn't change his face, and made a gesture of picking flowers, and the blue arch stretched straight, like a whip, and whipped it down towards the fire bird.

After a loud noise, the two spells collided together, whether it was the spiritual water or the spiritual flame on the arch, there was a strange sound of "cracking" and "cracking" when they touched, it was really incompatible.

The two extremely opposite spiritual powers caused a violent reaction, devouring each other non-stop.

With the compact shape of the arch, it did not lose the wind in the confrontation with the huge body of the fire bird.

The battle situation fell into a stalemate, Chen Ping naturally would not stand by and watch, the Chunyang sword was put behind his back, his toes were a little heavy, and a bunch of green light emerged in his hand.

When he got closer to the sea of ​​flames, the beam of sword energy had already turned into a vivid sword dragon.

Qi Yuan majored in water attribute exercises, and the batch of beads he refined also contained enormous water spiritual power. Chen Ping's realm was two levels lower than this person's, and the five elements interacted and restrained each other. It is self-defeating.

"This kid's sword intent is unmatched, and it must not be forced."

Sweeping the trace of Jian Guang with his spiritual consciousness, Qi Yuan frowned, pushed down his cuff fiercely, and shot out a milky white ball.

He had long suspected that Chen Ping was a sword cultivator in the third realm, so of course he didn't dare to let Jianmang come to him easily.

Although he has never personally seen the power of the fusion of human and sword, the ancient books highly praise this method, bluntly saying that the third step of sword cultivation is invincible at the same level.

Even if this statement is exaggerated, it is not without evidence.

That Jinrui Island sword cultivator, Jin Zhaoheng, ranked sixth on the rookie list, only under Chen Ping and a few true masters of Lanyue, which can be seen.

The bead thrown over was pure white and flawless, exuding a dazzling white light, which caused Chen Ping's sword light to stagnate slightly, as if it was pressing down on a hundred-foot-high mountain, sinking continuously.

This bead is exactly the natal Taoist artifact that Qiyuan Sanren sacrificed for more than 200 years, the Yuehua Orb. Seeing that the situation is not good at this moment, he sacrificed it directly.

Chen Ping was quite puzzled, the old Taoist Qiyuan seemed to like things in the shape of round beads, whether it was his natal artifact or a strange treasure, the appearance was almost the same.

"Sword come!"

Qinglian's sword energy was blocked, Chen Ping was not in a hurry, the Chunyang sword flipped over, and the green shadow cut towards the Yuehua Orb.

This bead is just a high-grade Taoist weapon, as long as the Chunyang sword cuts into its body, it can immediately injure it severely.

"Hmph, little jerk."

It has to be said that Di Yaoxian's strength is indeed inferior to Qi Yuan's. I saw that while he was controlling the arch to fight against the fire bird, he also pinched the Yin Jue with ease, and the fist-sized Yuehua Orb instantly disappeared. The location is blurred.

Then thousands of three-inch pointed spears sprayed out from the bead, covered with frost, and split into two parts with a tremor.

Part of it rushed towards Qinglian sword energy, piercing Stegosaurus' body with one stroke, leaving it full of holes.

The other part struck straight at the Chunyang sword, and the "ding dong" sounded crisply and urgently, and a thick layer of crushed ice immediately condensed on the sword body, making it impossible to move.

The corners of Qiyuan Sanren's lips curled up, and he couldn't help showing a smile. After all, he was a monk in the middle stage of Yuan Dan. If he were to compete with conventional supernatural powers, it would be difficult for him to flatter him.

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