Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 538 Why Pretend to Be Garlic
Chen Ping!

Two large characters about an inch high stepped on the head of "Gu Sixian", making the small gap even more crowded.

Although it was just a name, Gu Sixian's deity's expression suddenly became extremely gloomy, as if he had seen something dazzling.

Where is this kid being humble with him?
It is obviously arrogant and has no boundaries.

The gap between a great monk and an ordinary golden core is equivalent to half a big realm.

Lanyuezong ranked Chen Ping seventh, which is already giving enough face.

How could he have expected that this son would arrogantly think that his supernatural powers were second only to the evil one!

"Chen Daoyou refined the Eclipse God Bud?"

In an instant, Gu Sixian's anger dissipated, and he said lightly.

Through the information of Lanyue Pavilion, his understanding of Chen Ping can be said to be far superior to other golden elixir.

This person is very measured in his actions, and when his strength is insufficient, he can put aside all his sins and get up.

It is evidenced by the condensed golden core that retreated for tens of thousands of miles before, and the disappearance of the secret realm for forty years.

"Why are you always so sure that Shen Ya was taken away by me?"

Chen Ping said with a light smile.

"If not, what confidence do you have to meet Gu alone?"

Gu Sixian scoffed without hesitation.

Hearing this, Chen Ping frowned slightly.

The old fox is the old fox.

Especially Gu Sixian, who puts the sect under his personal path, has almost no weaknesses in his body.

"Gu Daoyou, don't you want to verify one or two?"

Staring at Gu Sixian, Chen Ping said in a neutral tone.

"It's really an honor for Gu to learn about supernatural powers from the disciple of Nascent Soul's great power."

Gu Sixian clasped her fists together and said in a warm voice.

The meaning of this sentence is self-evident.

This battle is a duel, not a deathmatch.

"Gu Daoyou, who has shaken the seas for hundreds of years, Chen is not polite, accept the move!"

Chen Ping yelled loudly, and without warning, one arm grabbed forward with lightning.

The five fingers suddenly shot out a few inches long sword lights, which were extremely sharp.

And the direction to hit was exactly where Gu Sixian was standing.

"Carrot little skill!"

Facing the attack of the sword light, Gu Sixian raised his head and waved, then his figure was short, the purple light flashed, and the whole person was submerged in the purple fan.

And only this low-grade spirit treasure was left in the air.

"Dum, thump, thump!"

The sword light hit the purple fan accurately, but it seemed like the river entered the sea, and it dissipated without stirring up a wave at all.

At the same time, there was a flash of fluctuation, and Gu Sixian, who had disappeared without a trace, stood on top of the purple fan again.

"What kind of weird spell is this? It's like the fusion of human and sword. It can be integrated with Lingbao for a short time."

Chen Ping pinched the corner of his eyes, thinking secretly.

He has been locking Gu Sixian with his consciousness.

This person absolutely did not use escape techniques to leave this space.

"A tentative attack is unnecessary."

Gu Sixian put his hands behind his back in a leisurely manner, and said in a calm tone.

This purple fan is called Huayue Fan.

Although it is the same low-grade spiritual treasure as the Prajna Tu Lingbian and the Lingyao Jade Bowl, its value is higher than the latter two.

Because there is a space sealed inside Huayue Fan.

This space is also a spell.

After activation, the caster can hide in the fan to avoid ordinary attacks.

But this technique will consume the spirituality of the magic weapon, so under normal circumstances, he doesn't use it very much.

"Gu Daoyou taught me a lesson!"

Chen Ping straightened his face, and flicked his sleeve robe violently.

Immediately, a purple sword several feet long roared out, slashing head-on.

There is a tendency to split Gu Sixian's fan in half.

"Purple Rhino Sword."

Gu Sixian's expression changed, and he flicked his fingers suddenly.

The ten-thirty-foot-long golden spear shot out from his hand, hitting the giant sword right in time.

"Golden Taoism!"

After striking the Purple Rhino Sword away, Chen Ping immediately performed the Ziwei Containing Breath Technique, and his figure merged into the sea water.

He knew that Gu Sixian was the spiritual root of the three elements of gold, wood, and fire.

And Lanyuezong's Zhenzong Gongfa Tianluo Xuangong gathers the five elements, which is especially suitable for monks with complex spiritual roots to cultivate.

"Boom!"

In mid-air, the Purple Rhinoceros Sword and the Ten Golden Spears collided head-on, and shot backwards at the same time.

Gu Sixian only retreated a few feet away, then stopped.

And the brilliance of the Purple Rhinoceros Sword dissipated, and suddenly turned into more than a dozen mouths that were exactly the same.

Chen Ping's face turned pale, and his blood surged.

In terms of mana alone, a great cultivator is enough to crush the mid-stage Golden Core.

What's more, Gu Sixian is one of the top or two Taoist wizards in the sea area, and he has five or six extremely powerful spells in his body.

If it wasn't for his physical support, he would have been severely injured just now.

"fall!"

Following Chen Ping's low shout, the main body of the Purple Rhinoceros Sword and the transformed sword shadow poured down at the same time.

There are traces of purple clouds floating around, and the ubiquitous waves of sword energy are rolling and sweeping towards the center.

Gu Sixian didn't change his face, he shook his palm lightly, and directly sacrificed a delicate seal.

The whole body is light yellow, and it feels noble and luxurious at a glance.

Strange treasure, Xuan Chi Pixiu seal!

This object was nearly destroyed by Chago in the secret realm.

After 40 years, it was repaired without any damage.

But Chen Ping, who had been watching his actions for a long time, how could Gu Sixian activate the magic weapon so smoothly.

Without even thinking about it, he opened his mouth to spit out, and a ball of ice spirit crystal flames flew out at high speed.

When it comes into contact with the air, it turns into a palm-sized crystal phoenix in the blink of an eye, hovering above its head.

Then Chen Ping Fa Jue urged, and Xiao Fenghuang slapped Gu Sixian fiercely.

A layer of light silver sound waves appeared, covering the latter directly.

The Dzogchen-level Phoenix Cry Qingming Art is no small matter.

The pale silver sonic attack hit Gu Sixian in an instant.

Gu Sixian, who was standing in the front, remained indifferent, and just ignored the movement of the Pixiu seal, letting the sound waves enter his ears.

At this moment, the Purple Rhinoceros Sword came down with an astonishing spiritual pressure.

The pale yellow light of the seal of Pixiu flickered, and it spun slightly, and the vast earth attribute spiritual power burst out instantly.

A double-layer photomask is formed.

Light yellow on the outside, deep yellow on the inside, echoing from a distance.

To Chen Ping's surprise, not only did the sword energy attack the mask, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, as if it had no effect at all.

Even the sound waves that had entered Gu Sixian's ears were forcibly sucked out.

After a few ripples on the shield, it collapsed and broke apart.

As expected of a great monk, he broke two spells in a row.

Chen Ping's heart shuddered, and he stopped playing tricks.

With the turning of his thoughts, the Purple Rhinoceros Sword returned to his side, followed by six spirit swords of different lengths shot out from the sleeve robe.

These spirit swords were distinct in strength and weakness, suspended in the air, seemingly chaotic.

But under Chen Ping's urging, the seven spirit swords buzzed at the same time, and the movements one after another perfectly matched, as if forming a whole.

"Hey!"

The next moment, the seven great spirit swords shot in all directions, all of which disappeared into the void without a trace.

"Sword formation!"

Gu Sixian frowned, and a look of caution flashed across his eyes.

Back then, Chen Ping fought side by side with him many times in the secret realm.

He is very familiar with this son's supernatural powers.

What left the deepest impression on him was undoubtedly this kind of sword formation that could manipulate several spirit swords at the same time to form a large formation.

Chen Ping used this sword array to wound the bone dragon's claw.

Although Du Qinyi had the power of formation, Chen Ping was only at the early stage of Jindan at that time.

Moreover, half of the seven spirit swords in the sword formation at that time were Taoist weapons.

Now, it is a real seven-handed psychic tool.

"Friend Daoist Gu, please join the battle!"

Chen Ping said indifferently, and disappeared in place as an afterimage.

The next moment, a person appeared in the center of the sword array.

He made a gesture with both hands, and muttered something in his mouth.

He was not afraid of Gu Sixian's escape at all.

Because under the sacrifice of millions of mid-grade spirit stones, the foundation of the Zhoutian Wanjue Sword Formation has been exaggeratedly strengthened.

As long as the formation eyes and formation flags are deployed, they will immediately cover a radius of twenty miles.

In other words, from the moment the seven swords gathered together, Gu Sixian was already in the formation.

"This array has no casting time, so it must be a heavenly sword technique."

Facing one direction, Gu Sixian took a big stride with a blank expression on his face.

A seven-color giant sword appeared strangely, with colorful lights on its surface, blocking his footsteps.

The technique that was supposed to span hundreds of miles came to an abrupt end.

Sure enough, he had fallen into the sword array unconsciously.

As soon as his consciousness spread, Gu Sixian narrowed his eyes slightly.

He did not find Chen Ping's location.

He couldn't help but be shocked by the scene that came back to the sea of ​​consciousness.

Except for the three feet around that he forced away with spiritual power, the rest of the place was filled with dense sword energy.

Every corner is covered.

Even around the Huayue fan, there are all kinds of sword energy all over the place.

Those sword lights are not afraid of Lingbao, and attack all the time.

Without finding out the details of the situation, Gu Sixian naturally didn't want to risk his life.

Standing on the Huayue fan, he glanced forward with a pair of blood-colored eyes, and suddenly Yaoyao nodded.

Xuan Chi took out the Pixiu seal, and it turned into the size of a mu, and under the rays of light, he went straight to the seven-colored giant sword and smashed it down fiercely.

"Good come!"

Chen Ping, who was in harmony with the crape myrtle breathing technique and the big array of water and milk, smiled lightly, and the giant sword bluntly hit the Pixiu seal head-on.

There are two main attack methods in Zhou Tian Wan Jue Sword Formation.

One is to transform thousands of swords into sword silk attacks.

This method is more suitable for dealing with multiple targets.

The second is the Huayi sword body in front of him.

Although it is not the superposition of all the powers of the seven spiritual swords, it is almost the same.

The Pixiu seal turned around, and the brilliance that seemed to be real spread out one after another, and under the abnormal sound of tearing the space, it slammed all the way.

Jiansi along the way kept whining and flinched.

"go with!"

Seeing the unparalleled power of the Pixiu seal, Chen Ping pointed at the giant sword again.

There was a loud friction of sword energy, and all the sword threads resounded from everywhere, converging on the sword.

At this moment, Wan Juezhen's ultimate power was unleashed by him without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, he opened his mouth again, and several balls of flames splashed lightly, and also stained the blade of the sword.

Immediately, all kinds of flames and sword threads on the giant sword intertwined and flickered, one after another, and the momentum increased greatly.

"Boom!"

The seven-color giant sword flew on the body of Pixiu Seal with the force of thunder.

Gu Sixian's Fa Jue urged urgently, and the mana in the dantian quickly poured into the strange treasure.

Countless spiritual power continued to surge towards the tip of the giant sword.

Time passed by little by little, the magic power and giant sword on the seal of Pixiu were continuously worn away, and the sound of cracking was endless.

How can Chen Ping allow him to perform the operation safely.

As soon as he was distracted to communicate with the formation, Gu Sixian suddenly cut more than a dozen crystal-clear purple sword wires in front of him, and cut them in a flash.

Without hesitation, Gu Sixian flashed a golden light on his five fingers, and several golden spears went up to him.

In the end, there were only a few muffled sounds of "噗噗", and the two died out together after holding each other for half a breath.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the nearby purple light began to flash continuously.

One after another, the sword wires gushed out one after another, slashing violently close at hand, as if trying to cut him apart.

The flickering of these sword threads was so fast that Gu Sixian had no choice but to relax his control over the Pixiu Seal, and slapped Huayue Fan hard with his backhand.

"Zizi!"

The spirit treasure swung downwards, crushing the surrounding sword energy immediately, and seemed to be free from restraint for a moment, twisted his body, and a similar fan appeared more than ten meters behind.

The sword thread that covered the sky and the sun flashed down, cutting the place where Gu Sixian was standing into countless pieces.

"bang"

The bodies of Hua Yueshan and Gu Sixian were covered with cracks, shattered and turned into nothingness.

Obviously, this is just an afterimage!
"The speed of this fan is about twice that of ordinary Jindan Dzogchen."

Chen Pingdun felt tricky, but this was not the time to be timid.

Taking advantage of the moment when Gu Sixian was distracted, the seven-color giant sword struck the body of Pixiu Yin.

"boom!"

The two confronted each other without frills, and immediately there was an earth-shattering explosion.

The earth trembled, and the huge shock wave even penetrated the sword array, pressing out a deep hole of more than a hundred feet in the sea below.

The seven-color giant sword was floating in the air, and the fluorescence on its surface seemed a little dim.

And there is a deep gully on the seal of Pixiu.

Also suffered a lot of damage.

This result made Chen Ping very satisfied.

You know, the Pixiu seal is in the hands of Gu Sixian, but it is a sharp weapon that can fight Chago with hundreds of moves!
There is a high probability that an ordinary golden core will not be able to withstand a blow from this treasure in the mid-term.

"Chen Daoyou's sword practice is enough to surpass the archipelago."

Gu Sixian recalled the Pixiu seal, but his face did not show distress.

Streams of pure spiritual power sank into the seal, and the hideous crack on the surface healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then the sky suddenly darkened, and a yellow line appeared on the top pattern of the Pixiu seal.

And it became thicker in a blink of an eye, and the mist rolled in suddenly.

Seeing this, Chen Ping released his spiritual thoughts, and at the same time, the blue spots in his pupils flickered.

The originally hazy mist suddenly became very clear in his eyes.

Inside the mist was the shadow of a beast similar to a big bug.

Its body is like a tiger and leopard, its head and tail are like a dragon, its color is also gold and jade, and there are a pair of long horns on its head.

Pixiu phantom!

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes, and dared not be careless to call for a piece of sword silk to wrap him in.

Pixiu is one of the ancient mythical beasts.

In those times when the peak bloodlines withered, this beast could be called the top existence of the entire monster race.

A real Pixiu can easily cultivate to the sixth level.

Therefore, what is sealed in this seal must not be the soul of Pixiu, it should be a phantom transformed by some kind of magic.

"Roar!"

As soon as the phantom of Pixiu took shape, the bloody mouth pointed at the seven-color giant sword.

A cloud of purple light leaked out.

At first it was only a thin layer, several miles in size.

But in half a breath, it covered the sky and covered the ground, covering the entire sword formation, looking like it was boundless.

As soon as the colorful giant sword came into contact with Ziyun Fang, it screamed "Zi Zi".

In the blink of an eye, the giant sword collapsed violently, splitting into thousands of sword threads.

I saw that Pixiu opened his mouth wide and sucked hard, and actually sucked those sword threads into his mouth.

He also chewed a few times in a serious manner, and then swallowed it whole into his stomach.

"Hehe, how powerful is Gu's trick of swallowing the sword bravely?"

The old god Gu Sixian was talking, and a trace of color disappeared in a flash.

"Don't tell Chen, this is a technique created by Gu Daoyou himself."

The corner of his mouth twitched, Chen Ping said expressionlessly.

"Yes, Gu has to be printed for hundreds of years, how can he be willing to waste time."

Gu Sixian nodded proudly, and then raised his palm, a bright red light flashed, and a blood-colored ball of light appeared, fluctuating slightly.

With five fingers together, the ball of light flickered slightly, turning the surroundings into a bright red.

He turned his palm down again, and an invisible force rushed out.

The ball of light in mid-air was slapped by him, and they merged into one with overwhelming momentum, and smashed towards Chen Ping aggressively.

Witnessing this scene, Chen Ping waved his sleeves.

The seven-colored sword threads scattered around were glowing with a cold light, and once again gathered into a giant sword.

The previous giant sword was swallowed by the glutton, if the second sword continues to be lost, it will damage the foundation of the formation.

Therefore, Chen Ping simply stopped keeping it.

More than a dozen drops of essence and blood seeped into the meridians from the dantian, and a strong aura emanated from his body.

The size suddenly increased by half a foot.

The clothes on the upper body flew to nowhere.

The radiant skin was exposed, like a newly made silver armor, it was so radiant that people couldn't look directly at it.

Holding the sword in one hand, he grabbed it fiercely with the other.

The ball of light that contained scorching heat was crushed and disappeared by a huge force as soon as it came into contact with the giant silver hand.

As for the phantom of Pixiu, it was wiped out with one slap, and he couldn't move at all.

"Golden Core Peak!"

Gu Sixian's eyelids twitched violently, and his face turned ugly.

Both of his spells are at the Dzogchen level.

Chen Ping was able to smash it easily, completely proving his guess.

The eclipse god bud was really taken away by this son and refined.

Chen Ping's physical body was originally at the early stage of Golden Core.

After absorbing a complete divine bud, there is indeed a probability of breaking into Dzogchen in one breath!
"He has cultivated for just 50 years in the golden core stage, and he can be ranked alongside us and other great monks."

Gu Sixian felt a trace of inexplicable emotion from the bottom of his heart.

His heart jumped wildly, he pulled out a short light red whip, and without saying a word, he slammed into the sky.

Seeing that Gu Sixian used the Lingbao, Chen Ping also became cautious, commanding the colorful giant sword to hide in the formation, ready to wait for an opportunity to attack.

And he himself, not to be outdone, crossed his arms to greet him, and was about to hold the Prajna Tuling whip on the top of his head.

"Whiplash!"

Gu Sixian was not surprised that Lingbao was held up, and then a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he shouted in a low voice.

"Buzz!"

The Tu Ling whip trembled violently, and a red light shone from the beginning to the end.

All of a sudden, a dazzling whip shadow of hundreds of feet was formed impressively.

Every inch of it was on fire, smashing the sword threads in the Wanjue Sword Formation to pieces.

The power of Lingbao has really begun to show!
"Only by defeating his Lingbao attack, will I have the qualifications to truly compete with these old Jindan sects!"

Chen Ping showed a stern look, and in Gu Sixian's horrified expression, a pair of fleshy palms were like knives, and he couldn't help but say everything down.

"Bang!"

Relying on the supreme strength of the whole body, the whip shadow was cut into several sections in an instant.

The remnants of the berserk raged uncontrollably.

The large area of ​​the battle was intertwined with the sound of whips and howling wolves.

The mana of the two swept and flowed, forming a huge vortex.

At this time, Gu Sixian shot out a seven-colored giant sword out of thin air from behind Gu Sixian, as silently as a poisonous snake.

He was carefully observing the extent to which Lingbao was depleting Chen Ping's blood, and when the giant sword was approaching, he suddenly noticed that his body flickered in a hurry.

Huayue's fan's purple light flashed suddenly, several sword threads pierced his body unexpectedly.

Still a phantom!

A few miles away, Gu Sixian looked down at the tiny sword marks on his arm, with a sneer on his face.

For him, he doesn't need to care about this injury, and the recovery is just a matter of thought.

But immediately Gu Sixian noticed something was wrong.

The seven-color giant sword seemed to be locked on to him. After a blow, it didn't disappear.

It shot out from a tricky corner again.

He is a little bit stuck now.

With all his strength controlling the Prajna Tuling Whip, he could barely activate Yueshan's body.

After all, he is not a Nascent Soul cultivator, and his mana is not enough to support two spirit treasures.

"I was forced into such a difficult situation by this kid!"

Gu Sixian shattered a top-grade spirit stone, and then a bulge in his arms exploded automatically.

A large piece of white light flew out from a jade bowl, forming a shield around the edge of his body.

"Boom!"

The colorful giant sword hit Gu Sixian, who was no longer dodging, and first caused an astonishing explosion on the shield.

The contest between Zhou Tianwan's Juezhen and the low-rank defensive spirit treasure!
Of course, because Gu Sixian injected mana into the Prajna Tuling Whip, the power of the Lingyao Jade Bowl could not be exerted by [-]%.

More is to rely on the hardness of its body to forcibly receive the sword.

"Wow!"

As soon as the giant sword spread out, it turned into an endless rain of swords and smashed on the shield.

Immediately, the shield formed by the Lingyao jade bowl became strange, and every surface was recessed by three inches.

The inner side is full of sharp corners.

This is what the tip of the sword looks like!
"呲呲!"

In the end, the shield was shattered and dissipated under the bombardment of countless sword qi.

"If Gu Lao'er is killed, I will get three spirit treasures at once, and I will be invincible to the islands in the late Jindan stage!"

At this time, Chen Ping didn't care whether he was exchanging lessons or not, his physical body held the Prajna Tuling whip, and his spiritual sense moved fiercely.

The remaining sword energy unceremoniously continued to shoot at Gu Sixian.

This person's physical cultivation realm is not yet golden core.

If you are pierced by the sword energy, you will definitely die without life!
"Humph!"

Gu Sixian unhurriedly raised one hand, turned it over again, and suddenly the emerald light flickered, and a small blue tree about ten feet high flew out of the storage ring.

This tree is indistinguishable from the common phoenix tree.

It's just that a talisman is pasted on each leaf.

"Whoa!"

In an instant, the densely packed talismans were fully activated.

As the runes rolled, countless blue catkins fluttered and immediately spread throughout the entire void.

"Ding dong!"

The remnants of the sword thread shot at the flying catkins, as if they had encountered a copper wall and iron wall, but they couldn't penetrate half an inch.

Gu Sixian waved his palm with a cold expression, and the catkins rolled up, submerging the sword thread like a tide.

Chen Ping, who had been observing this side with his divine sense, sank in his heart.

This sycamore tree seems to be some kind of fifth-order ancient spiritual plant.

Known for its tough defense.

After being refined by Ling Zhifu's special means, it can be used as a magic weapon.

The four sects of the Inner Sea are indeed all profound.

Even this extremely rare hole card is prepared.

Chen Ping sighed, concentrated his mind, and firmly grasped the Prajna Tu Ling whip with his left and right hands.

Just this small short whip caused his blood to be consumed crazily.

But he didn't intend to withdraw his hand, instead he had a bold idea.

"Chen Ping, with Master Nascent Soul behind your back, are you really going to tear yourself apart from my Lan Yuezong for a mere low-grade spirit treasure?"

Gu Sixian's eyes changed, and he was furious.

There is a dull pain in the soul.

And the Prajna Tuling Whip is the source of this pain.

Chen Ping was using his spiritual consciousness to constantly erase the imprints in the whip.

This guy is so arrogant.

In the process of fighting martial arts, he wanted to take the spirit treasure of a great golden core monk as his own.

"Hey, he found out too quickly."

Chen Ping shook his head regretfully, swung his left arm, and threw the whip hard into the bottom of the sea.

The other party's spiritual consciousness is stronger than his.

Unless he was asked to cast spells without any resistance, before Gu Sixian died, it was probably a daydream that he wanted to take away the Prajna Tuling Whip.

"The outcome is not decided, come again!"

Taking advantage of the fact that Tu Lingbian was not by Gu Sixuan's side, and Chen Ping did not give him a chance to breathe, the Wanjue Formation revolved briskly, and traces of sword energy of various colors blocked him.

And Chen Ping himself even stepped on the ground and flew straight for several miles.

In the next breath, Gu Sixian's consciousness suddenly disappeared.

Relying on his tyrannical physical body to display almost teleportation supernatural powers, Chen Ping reappeared under the sycamore tree.

"Boom!"

Waving his arms, causing the space to collapse, and cooperating with the sword silk, the body of Xiaoshu was shaken immediately.

"There are still a thousand drops of blood essence left."

Chen Ping sensed his own state, and a trace of ruthlessness emerged.

His purpose is to convince Gu Sixian that he does have supernatural powers that can rival that of a great monk.

In this way, he can justifiably participate in and dominate the situation in the cultivation world.

With this thought, Chen Ping clenched his hands tightly and smashed down with a force of millions of catties.

The talismans on the ancient phoenix tree were reduced to ashes one after another.

Gu Sixian's heart ached, she gritted her teeth and put away the ancient tree, and put the Lingyao jade bowl on top of her head again.

"Boom!"

The brilliant silver light hit the shield of the Lingyao Jade Bowl, tearing it apart immediately.

"Buzz!"

Lingyao jade bowl let out a rapid whine, and the surrounding brilliance collapsed.

However, Chen Ping's physical body was also bounced very far by that force.

The Wanjue Sword Formation guarded the surroundings, and it was only after flying upside down for more than ten miles in the clouds that it managed to break it.

At this time, the Tu Ling whip sprang out from the bottom of the sea and flew back to Si Xian's hand automatically.

There were ten fresh claw marks on the whip, which were obviously traumatized like the Lingyao jade bowl.

"Chen Ping, are you competing with me?"

Gu Sixian glanced at her, her cold gaze seemed to penetrate people's hearts.

"Is not it?"

Holding a top-quality fire spirit stone, Chen Ping said calmly.

At this time, he can be said to be in a panic.

Not to mention that the mana was almost exhausted, and even the essence and blood tended to be empty.

Gu Sixian naturally caught the exhausted breath immediately.

"You lost, Gu can kill you at any time now."

Gu Sixian said indifferently, with a light and calm demeanor.

Even the corners of the Taoist robe are not damaged.

"Everyone is a golden core, why bother pretending!"

In front of Gu Sixian, Chen Ping took a handful of the recovery pill, and said calmly.

In the silent deep sea, seabirds are gone without a trace.

The atmosphere was silent for a few breaths, and Gu Sixian, who was standing upright, suddenly squatted down with his chest on his chest, and blood gushed out of his mouth like a bank bursting.

"The old guy is feeling uncomfortable."

Chen Ping secretly mocked and laughed a few times.

He just hit the Lingbao with that punch, and the force of the reverse shock alone was enough for Gu Sixian to drink a pot.

Unless this person is a Nascent Soul monk.

Otherwise, it is impossible to be safe and sound.

"Haha, happy!"

Gu Sixian raised his pale and colorless face, and burst out laughing abnormally.

With a move in his heart, Chen Ping extinguished a thought that suddenly came up.

This person has cultivated the fourth level of the Qingwei spirit scroll, and it takes at least three or four times of coral magic to kill him safely.

What's more, if the Jindan sect, which has been passed down for thousands of years, has not collected the secret treasure of soul defense, he will be the first to say that he doesn't believe it.

Be afraid of each other!

It is the best description of the current relationship between the two.

"Chen Daoyou has cultivated supernatural powers comparable to that of a great monk at the age of more than 150 years old. No wonder Shu Zhenjun of the Wuxiangzhen sect called you by name."

Gu Sixian spoke slowly, and said to Chen Ping from a distance.

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