Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 470 The Vicious Senior Brother (6.2K is 1000 monthly tickets plus more!)
The Shuixuan Dragon Eagle who slaughtered the creatures of Ceylon Island is actually in the same spirit as Wangqin Danzong!

Chen Ping's eyes flashed, and he said in a gloomy tone: "Senior Yin, the two-headed consciousness of the Water Profound Dragon Eagle split, could it be caused by Wangqin Island's drug?"

"Oh?"

Dai Mei raised her eyebrows, and Yin Xianyi said teasingly: "Little friend actually knows the root of the disaster of Dragon Eagle's destruction of the island!"

She remembered that there were hardly any survivors left in Ceylon that day.

Later, Ji Yuanshe arrived in time and rescued a medium-sized spirit ship departing from Xikou Island. His younger generation Wu Feihe was also on board.

Combined with the time when Chen Ping arrived in Fuyou City, in this way, he is the unidentified cultivator surnamed Ye mentioned by Nephew Wu.

The elder Xiong Dingtian of the Yinluo Sect died inexplicably, and the culprit has not been found. It turned out that this kid did all the good things.

With his supernatural powers, the puppet masters in the late Yuandan period could not escape the evil hands.

Noticing Yin Xianyi's eyes, Chen Ping immediately understood that another hidden identity had been exposed.

However, he wasn't too worried.

It is enough for Wu Feihe of Lanyuezong to live in the end, and Yin Xianyi will never turn against him because of a small faction under his command, Yuandan cultivator.

As he expected, Yin Xianyi didn't even continue to ask, and said with a restrained smile: "Shuixuan Longying has been enshrined in the Three Jue Palace for more than 2000 years, even the two contemporary palace masters grew up watching him."

"The relationship between Long Ying and Sanjue Palace can be said to be deep."

"But just like what my friend said, Longying's consciousness has indeed split into two independent individuals, and the one that has the upper hand is full of hostility towards us, the Golden Core Sect, and even the human race."

"Dianzhu Ji followed Long Ying all the way with the Lingbao Kun tendon lock, but was broken by his newly realized innate magical powers, and then completely lost the trace of Long Ying."

"Originally, we all thought that the dragon eagle would probably return to the demon clan, but how could we have imagined that it would appear again and belong to Wangqin Island!"

"According to the current clues, it is still uncertain whether the split of Longying's consciousness was done by Wangqin Danzong. Therefore, one of the main purposes of my visit is to solve this mystery."

"After all, the Dragon Eagle destroyed Ceylon Island, and a junior from my sect who was stationed on the island who was hopeful for the Golden Core also died tragically at the mouth of the beast. Such a great enmity, I will definitely ask it to pay with blood!"

After listening to Yin Xianyi's sound transmission, Chen Ping pondered for a while, and said with concern: "Long Ying is very skilled, Senior Yin should be careful."

"Ji Yuan She Ji Daoist will go with me and bring that disobedient evil back to the Hall of Three Absolutes. Chen Xiaoyou doesn't have to worry about my concubine's safety."

Yin Xianyi rolled her beautiful eyes and said with a smile: "What's more, the Wuxiangzhen Sect has already issued a metaphorical order. In the next few decades, there will be no evil things between the Jindan monks of our human race. At least everyone dare not Clearly against each other."

"Why does the Non-Phase Array Sect frequently cast their eyes on this small corner?"

Frowning, Chen Ping pondered secretly.

Combined with Yin Xianyi's words, this matter may have a lot to do with Feng Tianyu's revelation of a hundred years of stability.

Taking this opportunity, he decided to ask clearly once.

"The concubine's body is also a secret of hearsay. If you have heard it, forget it. It's me who spread it randomly."

Yin Xianyi carefully arranged a few restrictions before talking leisurely.

After a while, Chen Ping's face became slightly ugly.

Obviously, the secret just now had a big impact on him.

"I am going to leave for Wangqin Island today, try to get back before the secret realm opens."

Yin Xianyi moved her lips and said in an uncertain tone.

Then, her figure began to become hazy, and traces of green light spread out of the window.

"Senior Yin."

This time, it was Chen Ping who stopped her.

"What else is there, little friend?"

In the dim brilliance, Yin Xianyi turned her head and smiled.

"It seems that Dou Hanhai of Feiyaling has also joined a sect. Of course, the juniors don't know which faction it is."

Chen Ping lowered his eyelids and said lightly.

The node where Wangqin Danzong appeared was too coincidental.

He originally guessed that a sect was established between the evil cultivators of the two cities and invaded the interior of the decent school.

Now that I think about it, it is very likely that Dou Hanhai was recruited by Wangqin Danzong.

Otherwise, Pan Qianning and others should not blatantly join the camp of evil cultivators.

Although Wangqin Island is hundreds of thousands of miles away from the waters of Shuangcheng, Wangqin Danzong and Feiyaling seem to be far away from each other.

But if you think about it carefully, Wangqin Danzong may intend to follow the example of the four major Jindan sects in Inner Sea and set up a branch in Shuangcheng to seek benefits.

Feiyaling, which has been rooted in the Shuangcheng for a long time, is one of the best cornerstones.

Dou Hanhai took refuge in Wangqin Danzong for nothing more than the rich resources of pills.

Both parties get what they need, and cooperation will benefit both.

"Thank you for letting me know, little friend!"

After stopping in silence for a long time, Yin Xianyi calmly clasped his fists, and then, his figure turned into a green light and disappeared into the sky.

"Friend Yin, you must take care of your life."

When the brilliance disappeared completely, Chen Ping muttered with a slight sigh in his heart.

He deliberately reminded, of course he didn't want to see Yin Xianyi have an accident.

This woman still has great use value now.

Whether it is for him personally or for the family, the foundation for future cooperation has gradually become solid, and he is not willing to go to great lengths to change another Jindan to cooperate.

"Judging from her reaction, the realm of physical cultivation of this seat should be invisible to ordinary golden cores."

Chen Ping rubbed his chin, his tone quite complacent.

In the process of talking with Yin Xianyi, he concealed the silvery skin in his body. From the appearance alone, this woman didn't see any flaws.

This indicates that he can hide his supernatural powers in front of ordinary golden cores.

Of course, if there is a real fight with the Jindan cultivator, the other party will definitely realize it immediately.

After picking up the tea on the table and drinking it in one gulp, Chen Ping quietly left the spirit ship of Lan Yuezong.

……

Walking on the street of the station, Chen Ping looked preoccupied.

It's not that he pretends to be deep.

It was the news Yin Xianyi said that had a big impact on him.

It is well known to high-ranking monks that the human race is not considered the peak race in Hao Yuhai.

The Sea Clan and Monster Clan are the overlords of the outside world.

The Phaseless Array sect possesses digital Nascent Soul suppression.

It sounds majestic, but it is far from being invincible just in the Fancang sea area in the east of the Haoyu Sea.

The Fancang sea area used to be the domain of the Sea Clan, and after dozens of years, it might become the territory of the Monster Clan!

Because more than a hundred years ago, a fifth-level true demon power had survived the catastrophe and became a sixth-level body comparable to a monk who transformed into a god.

The sixth-order monster is still consolidating its realm, so the monster race has not yet wreaked havoc.

But after a long time, the situation in the Fancang sea area is uncertain.

Under the tremendous pressure, the senior management of Wuxiangzhen Sect was divided into two factions.

One faction insists on sticking to the sect, relying on the sect protection formation to contend with the monster race.

The other faction advocated retreating into the Yuanyan Islands, relying on the deterrence of the Nine Daowen Bigu Pill, to preserve a trace of incense for the sect.

The Nascent Soul monks of the retreating faction passed down a metaphorical order, requiring the Jindan people in the Yuanyan Islands not to fight internally without authorization, and to preserve their strength to resist the monster army.

After all, the Nine Dao Pattern Bigu Pill has disappeared for tens of thousands of years, and no one knows whether the Yaozu Venerable will be afraid of its divine power.

Naturally, all of this is nothing but rumors.

Chen Ping always felt that the secret inside could not be that simple.

3000 years ago, the Wuxiangzhen Sect was also surrounded by a wave of millions of beasts led by a sixth-level monster clan venerable.

But in the end, it was not a successful defense, or even a complete victory.

Even the majestic sixth-order demon venerable abandoned his body, only a demon baby escaped.

The Phaseless Array Sect suddenly split into two factions. Didn't it give the hostile groups a chance to defeat each other?
He didn't quite believe it anyway.

But the appearance of a new sixth-order demon master is probably true.

At this moment, the complacency about achieving the golden core body disappeared immediately.

Feng Tianyu said that Jindan monks barely have the power to protect themselves, I am afraid it is definitely not an exaggeration.

Chen Ping patted his forehead, looking a little helpless.

If Jin Zhu had brought him to a stable and safe place, how good it would be if he could be promoted to Huashen comfortably after several thousand years of cultivation, and he would be invincible when he came out of the mountain?
And Hao Yuhai is obviously in the situation of a sudden change that occurs once in tens of thousands of years, and the degree of danger is no different from that of crossing the sky.

He originally planned to go to the Fancang sea area to seek the chance of the Nascent Soul after breaking through the golden core.

This time it can only change randomly.

Before the ethnic war, Yuan Dan was just a small fish and shrimp, and Jin Dan was just a stronger crab.

"With the help of Jinzhu, this seat is a person of great luck who will live forever. How can I be frightened by a mere sixth-order monster!"

Chen Ping hinted to himself over and over again, and finally regained some calmness.

……

Half an hour later, a man in green shirt with no expression left the Shuangcheng Pavilion in a hurry.

Soon, he escaped and flew out of the Guzhou Plain.

When he was about to enter the edge of Gray Snake Mountain, Chen Ping suddenly hid his breath, lay down on a thick old tree, and observed the surrounding situation.

The snake demon in Gray Snake Mountain is not his target.

It's better for him to avoid the food stuffed by the Red Moon Falcon.

Although he is not afraid of monsters at the beginning of the fourth stage, Falcon Emperor is not only in the middle stage, but also extremely fast.

Once entangled by it, I don't know how much blood is wasted to get rid of it.

He who always likes to bully, ignored the black scaled snakes all over the mountains and plains without hesitation.

On both sides of Huisnake Mountain, in the basins separated by hundreds of miles, there is a large group of "big-eyed blood mosquitoes".

This mosquito is of ordinary mortal blood. Firstly, the corpses are worthless, and secondly, there are as many as 50 mosquitoes. Even the fake alchemy monks are very difficult to eliminate.

Therefore, the heavy-eyed blood mosquito swarm has not yet been targeted by the human race.

Chen Ping returned to Gray Snake Mountain, of course, to earn points quickly.

After two months, the number of points on the list has increased by a large amount again.

No.1 is still Yan Wanqing of Sword Dingzong.

This woman has won [-] points alone!
This made Chen Ping feel great pressure.

In order to compete for the astrological essence, I have to take a little risk.

"50 blood mosquitoes, including 41 second-order mosquito kings and [-] first-order peaks."

After sweeping his consciousness, Chen Ping quickly converted the blood mosquitoes in the basin into auction points.

Don't look at the number of blood mosquitoes as high as hundreds of thousands.

But most of them are in the middle and late stages of the first level, and cannot be converted into points in the Shuangcheng Pavilion.

The minimum requirements for the threshold are first-order peak monsters.

Chen Ping prepared to strike without any hesitation.

Empty the blood mosquito swarms in the two basins and get [-] points in one trip, which is enough to make him excited.

In order to prevent the mosquitoes from swarming around later, Chen Ping waved one hand, and more than [-] streaks of yellow light flew out from the sleeve robe.

Then, he quickly shuttled around the basin, spreading his five fingers to release a piece of spiritual power from time to time.

A few sticks of incense time passed, and the sound of rumbling sounded from nearby.

The banners of the Hunyuan Heluo Formation emitted bursts of yellow and green light at the same time, and then turned into a huge shield, covering the entire basin.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Ping tore a gap and flew directly into the basin through the shield.

"Buzz!"

As soon as he broke in, a large red cloud covering the sky and the sun suddenly flashed, enveloping him unceremoniously.

These blood mosquitoes are like red sand and gravel, embracing each other, and there are strange sounds of flapping wings in all directions during the flight.

Chen Ping's face did not change at all, the Chunyang sword flew out from the dantian and blended with his body, entering the state of sword transformation.

A sky-splitting cyan sword light flashed in panic, and rushed head-on to the bright torrent, intertwined together, and let out an ear-piercing roar.

Under the rush of this sword energy, the mosquitoes fell from the sky like rain, and the number decreased by one tenth in a blink of an eye.

Several heavy-eyed blood mosquito kings also sensed that something was wrong, and after making a weak scream, they suddenly gathered together and turned into a hill with red spots all over, and they were about to flee.

But at this moment, another dazzling cyan sword light struck from beyond the sky, and it struck the hill with lightning speed.

The swarm trembled for a while, and their speed dropped drastically.

After a little delay, the endless rain of swords swarmed up, trapping the swarm of monster mosquitoes tightly.

For a moment, the red was submerged in the blue sea of ​​sword energy, crumbling.

By the time the sword light gradually dissipated, the sky was already clear.

The Chunyang sword didn't stop, it shot through the air, and slashed towards the gathering place of the next swarm of insects.

In view of his current strength, it is not enough to describe it as a big bully against blood mosquitoes.

Every time the sword light hits, there will be hundreds or thousands of monster insects.

……

The moonlight filled the corner, and Chen Ping stood leisurely on a boulder with an unusually calm expression.

In just one and a half days, he wiped out the blood mosquitoes in the two basins.

Of course, it refers to the valuable high-level blood mosquitoes.

There were 20 early-stage mosquitoes left, and he didn't even bother to kill them.

This time I got 450 points, and the rest of the mosquito corpses can be fed to the spirit beasts.

Chen Ping rested for a while, then escaped and flew to the next group of monsters.

He had previously selected dozens of targets on the map, and avoided the lairs of fourth-order monsters.

If it can be cleared smoothly, the points he has accumulated will reach a terrifying amount.

……

In the next three months, the monsters in the central area of ​​Tianshou Island had bad luck.

A human monk was raging around, reaping the lives of the demon clan like locusts. Even a large group with a third-tier peak demon king sitting in command, several of them were wiped out.

Moreover, not only the group of monsters, but even the high-level human monks are inexplicably missing.

However, the current Heavenly Beast Island is mixed with fish and dragons, and everyone is rushing to grab resources. This change has not yet attracted the attention of interested people.

On this day, in a natural cave, Chen Ping was holding a storage ring, full of smiles.

This ring is filled with corpses of all kinds of monsters, and now even a half-weight mosquito monster can't fit in it.

After working hard for several months, he finally got [-] points without resting for a moment.

His luck is also considered very good.

After wandering through most of the central area of ​​the Heavenly Beast Island, they didn't encounter a fourth-order demon emperor.

Except for the monsters, there were about thirteen or four monks who died in his hands.

Part of it is the villain who snatched the corpse of the monster with him, and part of it is the idiot who doesn't have long eyes.

Chen Ping killed them all, regardless of whether they were evil cultivators or righteous.

Several Winged Evils also got a lot of light.

Especially Winged Evil King.

After devouring the fake alchemy, he has broken through to the peak of the second order, and can hit the bottleneck of the third order at any time.

This worm possesses the supernatural power imprinted on the ancient tree, and there is almost no risk in crossing the catastrophe.

Chen Ping's stay in this valley was precisely to protect the Dharma for the Winged Evil King.

……

Two days later, above a dense ancient forest, a group of monks were galloping desperately in the light of escape.

There are men and women among these people. The highest cultivation level is a handsome man in the late Yuan Dan period, but most of them are only around the late foundation establishment stage.

However, no matter how high or low the cultivation level is, the dozen or so human races are flying away with all their strength, and at the same time, their spiritual consciousness is still looking back, with panicked expressions on their faces.

At the end of about a hundred miles behind, there is a fiery red silk thread rolling towards this side at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The fiery red light scorched the clouds, making a sizzling sound, and immediately evaporated a large area of ​​air.

These monks became even more terrified, vomited blood one by one, or performed life-saving secret techniques, or directly sacrificed various treasures.

But even though their escaping skills had been accelerated by half, Huo Yun's speed seemed to have increased a lot in an instant.

In the red glow like a burning cloud, there are several huge fireballs as big as attics, which are forming and condensing.

Those fireballs rolled and formed, and the scorching heat emitted by them made the mouths and tongues of the people far away parched, their ears ringing and their eyes dazzled.

"Cuck!"

With the cry of a cold bird, all the fireballs trembled, and then the flames on the surface suddenly swelled for about ten feet, and then, like a huge meteor, they smashed towards the fleeing monks in front.

There was a sound of heaven and earth breaking, and although the cultivators also had all kinds of defensive brilliance on their bodies, they were like praying mantises blocking a car, and they couldn't stop the attack of the fireball at all.

In the blink of an eye, looking down from the sky, this area is already extremely empty.

Only two Yuandan monks, a man and a woman, were left at the head, and the rest of the lower cultivators were melted into corpse ashes, and they didn't even have time to scream.

"Senior Brother Yin, what should we do?"

The speaker was a woman in a green skirt wrapped in a blue shield. Although this woman had an astonishing appearance, the corners of her mouth were bleeding wildly. It was obvious that she was seriously injured, which added a bit of poignant beauty to her.

"Junior Sister Chu, you take a step first, Senior Brother is at the rear, stop these two flat-haired beasts!"

The handsome man in the late Yuandan period frowned, flashing a flash of determination.

"Let's go together!"

The woman in the green skirt seemed to be greatly moved. While running away, she crushed a square talisman in her hand.

"Zizi"

The talisman ignited spontaneously in the strong wind, and then a mysterious golden flower hundreds of feet high spun out into the sky.

With a sound of "bang", the golden flower burst open hundreds of feet away, and countless gorgeous auroras swirled in all directions, dyeing the surrounding area into a golden glow.

"Hey, in this wilderness, junior sister still wants to wait until the reinforcements fail."

The handsome man sighed slightly, conscious that he couldn't escape the pursuit of the red cloud, he simply took a deep breath and stopped, pinched the Yin Jue, and a light golden armor stretched open the long gown to reveal it.

The breath of the treasure armor is extremely heavy, and it is actually a top-quality defensive weapon.

Seeing this, the woman in the green skirt also stopped her figure, a small seven-colored shield flew out from her cuff, swelled up in the wind after a circle, and lay across in front of her, just in time to protect her senior brother.

"Junior Sister, open up your spiritual power and let Senior Brother bless you with a little defense. It was given by your aunt, and it will keep you safe and sound for a short time."

As the handsome man spoke, he opened his mouth and spit out, a ball of small banyan tree the size of a fist sprayed out from his mouth, and burst out of thin air when it hit the seven-colored shield more than ten meters in front of it.

For a moment, the front was glaring with gray light.

The sound of "Zi La" was loud, and a large group of strange wood-attribute spiritual power emerged layer by layer, and it multiplied rapidly in a blink of an eye, as if it was a thick layer of gray ice, covering the woman's shield weapon.

"Is it a treasure given by Patriarch Yin?"

The woman in the green dress brightened her eyes, and immediately gained confidence.

After a short breath, the red cloud in the sky covered up, and all the flickering ones shrank in one direction, and turned into two birds more than ten feet in size.

These two birds are blood red all over, with golden crowns on top. While flying and circling, there is a faint circle of strange ripples tumbling on the surface of the body.

The scorching high temperature filled half of the sky at once, and even made the defensive shields of the two Yuan Dan monks tremble slightly.

"Cuck!"

The two monsters and birds blocked the escape route tacitly. With a flap of their wings, dozens of balls of fire fell down in an instant.

The whole sky turned red suddenly, and then a heat wave spread out all around, instantly hitting the female cultivator's shield weapon, making a piercing sound of ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping.

It made people feel uncomfortable when they heard the qi and blood tumbling.

Seeing the gray ice melted by the little banyan tree, the woman in the green skirt also seemed to be exhausted, her face suddenly turned pale, and she couldn't help but cast a glance at her senior brother.

The handsome man was standing in the middle of the light shield transformed by the giant shield, his expression was as calm as usual, without a trace of panic.

"The treasure that Old Ancestor Yin bestowed upon him must not be so fragile."

Thinking of this, the woman in the green skirt felt a little more at ease.

Under the impact of the fireball, although the shield shook unceasingly, it was extremely tough, and in the end, not a single crack appeared.

The woman in the green skirt was very pleasantly surprised. She didn't know that the gray ice was not formed by the condensation of ordinary wood-attribute vitality, it was even harder than the fourth-order ore.

"Cuck!"

Seeing that the magic attack didn't work, the two demon birds gave up the long-range fire breathing, and the blood shadow swirled and grabbed it downwards.

This time, the woman in the green skirt was confident, and commanded the shield Taoist to slam into it head-on.

However, the next moment the woman's face suddenly changed.

That layer of gray ice was surprisingly radiant, and countless thumb-wide branches were pulled out layer by layer, forming a huge cage, trapping the two crows alive.

But at the same time, this spell also emptied her whole body of spiritual power, even if she crushed more than a dozen high-grade water spirit stones in one breath, it would not help.

No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't keep up with the speed of mana consumption.

Even the process of extracting mana from the branches can't stop it.

The woman still didn't know that she had fallen into the trap of her senior brother, and shouted with resentment on her face: "Yin Wuji, you dare to plot against my fellow disciples! If I can go back alive today, I will sue you in front of my ancestor and elder brother!"

"Junior Sister, let's escape from the mouth of Xuanhuo Crow King alive first!"

A trace of sarcasm appeared on the corner of the handsome man's mouth, taking advantage of the precious gap between the two birds, he rode the light soaring into the sky.

In a valley more than a hundred miles away from here.

"This nephew of Yin Xianyi is very cunning and vicious."

Looking at that side with his spiritual sense, Chen Ping unconsciously had a strange smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)