Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 568 Appearing Behind the Scenes
Fifty thousand miles away, the rift valley abyss.

The azure water has long since turned into a lingering jet black.

The void around here seems to be a bottomless black trench.

There are dark spots of light everywhere.

The ravine below and the strange forest that looks like a huge stone pillar are reflected in an extremely gloomy manner.

Two behemoths, one on the left and the other on the right, almost occupy the two ends of the abyss.

And each burst out a terrible breath.

One of them lay quietly on the sea sand in the deepest part of the abyss.

The whole body is as white as jade, with a length of three hundred feet, and there are densely packed small skeletons extending sideways.

At first glance, it turned out to be a huge centipede skeleton.

Although the worm bone was motionless, its body surface was shrouded in a faint off-white halo, faintly exuding a pungent fishy smell.

The shape of the big thing on the other side is even more strange.

The head was buried deep in the mountains, so it couldn't be seen clearly.

Its body as big as a palace is exposed outside.

Shaped like a horse's back, it is covered with hundreds of thousands of palm-sized black scales.

The surrounding sea water squeezed crazily, but once it met within three feet, it would separate peacefully and automatically.

The strange thing is that the body and head of this big thing are all there, but the limbs are missing.

The dark and closed seabed seems to have no concept of time.

After an unknown amount of time, the sea water fluctuated violently, and a shadow floated over.

This shadow is ethereal, like a mass of air condensed into substance.

It carefully walked around the huge remnant body, and arrived in front of the insect bone.

Then, a few strange neighs were heard, and a black bottle with strange patterns slowly emerged, and poured down on the worm bone.

"crash"

A gurgle of pure blood overflowed, turning into a rain of blood and surrounding the centipede bone.

At the same time, the skeleton seemed to be rejuvenated, and gray light began to flicker everywhere.

After a short tilt, a dark red beam of blood converged on a centipede's foot.

"Zizi"

The sound of boiling is heard repeatedly.

In just a short moment, the bones turned into flesh, and the veins of that leg were completely formed.

The centipede's foot poked downward, and a vast force appeared out of thin air, covering a radius of thousands of miles.

"Boom!"

The next moment, along the skeleton, there were countless cracks like spider webs.

Dark as night, crumbling to pieces.

What kind of magical power is it to destroy a space in an instant?
Even monsters at the beginning of the fifth level can never do it.

All the remnants on the opposite bank were shaken by this force, and the head buried in the mountainside was slowly lifted up.

The head was like a dragon's head, and the two whiskers as thick as house beams dragged on the ground beside the cheeks, it was extremely powerful.

Ink unicorn!
Very rare monster with high bloodline.

Bone was deaf to Qilin's gaze, and just continued to swallow the blood in the black bottle.

However, at the moment when its second limbs were about to appear, all evolutionary processes came to an abrupt end.

Because the last drop of blood in the black bottle with strange patterns just drained out.

"hiss!"

The white worm bone sent out an idea that was both unwilling and dissatisfied.

Then, the black figure must have been instructed by something, wrapped the black bottle tremblingly, and then broke through the water towards the top.

In the blink of an eye, there were only two huge monsters left in the huge dark area.

"How far have you been in shape?"

An old voice came from the Qilin corpse.

At the same time, a ray of soul floated from the head.

He is a human elder with a childlike face and white hair.

Surprisingly, it was Su Han, the previous head cultivator of the Sword Cauldron Sect, who had disappeared for decades!

"After being reincarnated with the unicorn corpse, your attitude towards this king has become more presumptuous. In the past, you always called me Senior Yinling."

The white worm bone raised its head slightly, and its consciousness collided with it.

"This seat is now in the same big realm as you. According to the practice of my human race, I don't overstep."

Su Han said calmly.

"Human race?"

Chonggu couldn't stop laughing wildly, and said in a sarcastic tone:

"You used the soul casting method to combine with a fourth-order peak Yin spirit, and then used the split soul reincarnation method to occupy the unicorn corpse, so that you preserved the corpse's previous state and survived."

"The creatures of the three surnames, the acquired race that is not recognized by the rules of heaven, it is ridiculous that you still think you are noble."

After hearing this, Su Han's soul remained indifferent, and even his expression did not change.

It wasn't until Chonggu laughed enough that he said calmly: "During the fusion process, the spirit consciousness was easily annihilated by me and dominated. It proves that your Yin spirit clan is really useless."

"If you are not convinced, Yinling King, you can merge with me again and bet on the ownership of this celestial demon centipede!"

"Don't think about it!"

The worm bone's consciousness jerked violently.

Its spiritual intelligence is extremely high, not inferior to ordinary golden pills.

There is no advantage in the cultivation of human beings like this.

But the firmness of Dao heart and will is simply outrageous.

When Su Han fused with a Tier [-] Yin spirit of his subordinate, it even did something secretly.

Not surprisingly, Su Han's will will be backlashed by the ghosts.

At that time, it will be the Yinling clan who will control the ink unicorn corpse.

But the result is in front of you.

Even under extreme disadvantage, Su Han still won.

If the two compete for the control of the Celestial Demon Centipede, it may not necessarily be the Yinling King who will live to the end.

"The ink unicorn corpse is given to you by this king's kindness. If you have any greedy thoughts, this king will destroy your soul first even if you interrupt your recovery!"

The Yinling King scolded coldly.

"It's a joke, the ink unicorn corpse was given by the palace lord, what has it to do with you?"

Su Han retorted without timidity.

"This king has been with the palace master for nearly a thousand years, and you are just a begging minister who betrayed the interests of the race."

The Yinling King didn't hide the malice in his words at all.

Hearing these words, Su Han's mood finally changed drastically. However, in just a moment, he regained his composure, and said with a light smile:

"I advise you to do less useless work. The consciousness of the ghost has been completely annihilated. No matter how you provoke me, it will not have any influence on me."

"My lord's instructions are vivid in my memory. Could it be that you and I want to fight each other first? If so, I am willing to accompany you, and at worst, we will be punished together!"

"The high-level human races are old, treacherous and cunning people, so they should have prevented the Palace Master from recruiting this cultivator back then."

Seeing Su Han's words puncture its purpose, Yinling King's heart skipped a beat.

However, when the face of the Palace Master appeared in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, it shivered involuntarily and extinguished its anger.

"Yuan Yan's plot is the key to the Palace Master's breakthrough. Whoever blocks his steps will have no bones left."

Sensing the gradually calming consciousness of the Yinling King, Su Han said indifferently: "Continuing the question from the beginning, to what extent has the body of the Celestial Demon Centipede recovered?"

"hiss!"

There were sharp insects chirping, and the Yinling King turned around.

When it was turned over, it turned out to be intact flesh and blood!
Mouthparts, fluff, and hidden short insect wings come to life.

It is in stark contrast to the bare back and leg skeleton.

"Half of it has been made up, and the progress is not slow."

Su Han's eyes narrowed, and he murmured.

"The flesh and blood essence that devours the living beings is too slow. Over the years, the flesh body has absorbed more than two thousand third-order heads of various races, and only barely recovers half of it."

The Yinling King said leisurely.

"There are very few fourth-order creatures in the archipelago cultivation world. Do you think you are in the Fancang sea area? After all, if it is in the open sea, it is inconvenient for the palace master to rob a large amount of high-level blood food."

With his hands behind his back, Su Han looked at the insect bone for a long time, and said:

"From my point of view, it is better to speed up the process of cultivating the corpse clan, and strive to capture the archipelago waters within fifty years."

"The abyss is just a fifth-level Yin evil vein. It takes a long time for each high-level Yin spirit to be born. Besides, there are not many corpses of various races that the palace master has painstakingly collected."

Yin Ling Wang Mo said.

"When will the refining process of those Yuan Dan period humans be completed?"

As he said that, Su Han swept his eyes and turned to a submarine basin hundreds of miles away.

A large pool of blood stands impressively in that area.

The temperature of the pool water was extremely high, causing the surrounding soil to burn.

"gollum"

"gollum"

Blood bubbles as big as millstones kept rising and bursting.

It was vaguely visible that there was a dense figure standing upright under the pool of blood.

The number is more than fifty!
Men, women and children, all dressed neatly, seemed to be sleeping with their eyes closed.

However, occasionally a look of pain would cross the faces of a few people.

It shows that this batch of human races shrouded in blood pools may still retain a trace of ontological consciousness.

"The palace master said that he will continue to refine for another ten years, but these human races were only Yuandan monks in their lifetime. After being refined by secret methods, can they finally be comparable to the early stage of Golden Core, or even the middle stage of Golden Core?"

While Yinling King answered, he said suspiciously.

"It may not be impossible, you know the methods of the palace master better than me."

After pondering for a moment, Su Han said slowly.

The Palace Master is good at researching all kinds of strange arts, and the resources invested in the blood pool can almost train several golden core monks.

Ten years later, this group of "foreigners" will be born, and they will be the strongest force in advancing the abyss to occupy the archipelago.

"This king can't figure it out. The palace lord has spent so much time refining the aliens. Why don't you let me devour them? The Celestial Demon Centipede has returned to its peak, and its supernatural powers are firmly ahead of the Nascent Soul in the middle stage!"

The Yinling King seemed to complain a little bit.

"This kind of ungrateful creature, how did the Palace Master take a fancy to it? But it's good, otherwise, as a follower, I won't have any loopholes to take advantage of."

After pondering quietly, Su Han stared at the huge insect bone, and the jealous fire in his eyes quickly receded.

The Celestial Demon Centipede, with the body of a true demon, is second only to the extinct ancestor's bloodline!
Both the centipede and the ink unicorn corpse are treasured by the palace lord.

Unlike the unicorn corpse, when the magic centipede got it, it was just a skeleton.

It needs to use the essence of flesh and blood of creatures of various races, and cooperate with different techniques to reshape the veins.

But even if it is so troublesome, the value of the magic centipede is higher than that of the ink unicorn.

It wasn't Mo Qilin that he was thinking about at all.

But this worm bone!

Because although this centipede is not a top-level true demon, it still has a high probability of breaking through to the sixth level.

It's a pity that the Palace Master trusted the Yinling King even more, so he gave him the second-class ink unicorn.

"You deliberately revealed the whereabouts of the unicorn arm in order to capture Wangqin Island and attract more high-level human races to besiege?"

With a thought, the Yinling King asked.

"That's right, the unicorn corpse also needs to absorb the power of blood food to maintain its peak state, but the blood food collected in the abyss basically provides you and the birth of the fourth-order corpse family, so I have to figure out a way by myself."

Su Han nodded calmly, then continued:
"However, I didn't expect a top half-step fifth-order to help Wangqin Danzong, hindering the plan."

"Now, the Nascent Soul female cultivator of the Wuxiangzhen Sect has returned in time, and the left unicorn arm I sent must be dangerous."

"The body is in crisis, and I don't see you going to save it. This king sees that you wish it could fall outside."

The Yinling King sneered strangely and said, "Just like the unicorn foot that was killed by someone a few years ago, I didn't see how angry you were."

"The four major souls are all independent individuals, and the death of all of them will not affect the main body."

With a gloomy snort, Su Han's meaning was obvious.

The purpose of cultivating the split soul is to occupy the unicorn corpse.

Now that it has been successfully rebuilt, it is time to unload the grind and kill the donkey.

The palace lord has promised that in the future, he will use secret techniques to reshape Mo Qilin's complete body.

Su Han didn't have any worries.

"You still have a right arm and a unicorn foot, so why not send them together to draw the energy of the human race, so that this king can free up his hands to slaughter the Youhuomen in one fell swoop!"

The black mist flashed in the eye sockets of the white insect bones, and the Yinling King said solemnly.

"Okay, anyway, the Palace Master is not in the abyss, so you have the final say."

Su Han replied without thinking.

"The palace lord went to look for that fellow called Zhaoxie from the human race, and I don't know when he will return."

Turning over the skeleton, the Yinling King muttered to himself.

In the corner of the pool of blood, two physical bodies of a man and a woman are very close to each other.

Just as Yin Wangling and Su Han were communicating silently, their fingers moved slightly.

……

Above the sky of duality in the Wangqin sea area.

A gorgeous red cloud floats slowly along the breeze.

Chen Ping held a spiritual fruit that had been bitten and only had a core left, and lay half-lying on the bed leisurely.

Concubine Shu Mu ordered all the cultivators to wipe out the evil spirit that formed a united mass, and he must fully support it.

Therefore, Qi Meng and other ten Yuan Dans were scattered in an area thousands of miles away, exhausted.

He acted as a supervisor and took care of everyone's safety by the way.

While spreading out his consciousness, Chen Ping focused his attention on the sea of ​​consciousness, looking at the two hanging small swords.

This is the sword energy bestowed by Liang Yingzhuo.

Contains a sense of heaven and earth as the sword realm.

Among them, the darker one is Liang Yingzhuo's sword intent after his first epiphany.

And the brighter handle was condensed from his second epiphany when he crossed the Nascent Soul Tribulation.

Obviously, the sword intent in the two swords is strong or weak.

This also means that Liang Yingzhuo has made great progress in kendo.

"He is cultivating the sword of righteousness, why does the sword intent in the fourth step not have this characteristic?"

After feeling it for a while, Chen Ping pondered in puzzlement.

Isn't the mystery of the world as the sword realm not the extension and expansion of the sword heart?
Is the same with his mighty sword?

Chen Ping was full of confusion in his heart, and after a while, he withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness.

With his kendo talent, it would take at least three to five hundred years to comprehend these two sword intents.

And it would take five or ten times longer to reach the threshold of the fourth realm.

If it is placed on other sword cultivators, it is really a desperate thing.

For example, Jin Zhaoheng.

Gu Sixian revealed to him that he went to Jinrui Island to search for the soul of Jin Zhaoheng, and found that the reason for his rapid progress in the way of swordsmanship was actually a trace of sword intent left by the fourth step of swordsmanship.

This is also the chance that Jin Zhaoheng got by straying into a secret place.

That sword intent has already been refined by him.

So Gu Sixian couldn't take it for himself except for being greedy.

Jin Zhaoheng has mastered the sword intent for more than a hundred years, but there is no sign of breaking through to the next step.

This shows how difficult the fourth realm is.

"But who makes me different?"

Gently stroking the lower abdomen, Chen Pingzhi said proudly.

The talent is not enough, Jinzhu will come to make up for it.

Not 1000 years, just 1 years.

Anyway, after breaking into the Nascent Soul Realm, the lifespan is as high as three thousand years.

In terms of the speed of comprehension, even the Immortals of Seven Color Petals may not be able to beat him steadily.

……

"Reporting to Master Chen, the evil spirit in this area has been defeated."

A day later, Qi Meng and others came back to report.

"very good."

Chen Ping nodded with a smile.

Under the tracking of his spiritual consciousness, he saw everything in his eyes.

Qi Meng's performance is remarkable.

The other nine Yuan Dans also admired him quite a bit.

"Next..."

After deliberating for a moment, Chen Ping decided to lead all the cultivators to join Gu Sixian and Feng Tianyu, and then slowly approach Wangqin Island.

But not long after he took off into the sky, the communication flag in his arms suddenly became hot.

Immediately afterwards, Concubine Shu Mu's voice came out.

"Rush to Wangqin Island with all your strength!"

There was a hint of urgency in this order.

As soon as the voice fell, the contact was interrupted.

"Concubine Shu Mu, a monk in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, finds it difficult. Could it be that she is a fifth-order corpse clan?"

Squinting his eyes, Chen Ping secretly felt something was wrong.

After thinking about it, the light under his feet slowed down by a few percent.

After an incense stick of time, I happened to meet Gu Sixian.

As soon as the two parties joined forces, they became more confident.

……

Wangqin Island, the holy land of alchemy forces.

In the entire sea area of ​​Lanyue, only Lanyue Island is more prosperous.

But this is the glory of decades ago.

Since the first abyss disaster broke out, Lanyue Island has basically lost contact with the outside world.

The Yin spirit in the middle retreated, and due to the pressure from Lanyuezong, Wangqin Danzong still chose to continue to close the mountain gate.

If it weren't for the spies from all sides sending back news from time to time, the island would have disappeared out of thin air.

But what really brought Wangqin Island into depression was the disaster of the abyss.

The Yinling army has become a sweeping trend.

Almost all the sea area fell.

If Concubine Shu Mu hadn't led the monks to kill aliens everywhere, this place would have been reduced to a place of evil spirits.

Of course, the current situation is not optimistic.

When there were more than [-] miles away from Wangqin Island, Chen Ping and Gu Sixian tacitly stopped and stopped moving forward.

In all directions, it was filled with evil spirits and corpse aura.

Overshadowed and disgusting.

Not to mention being on an island, not even a few living creatures can be seen in the vast and boundless deep sea.

"According to Gu's information, there are at least 50 ghosts in the army of ghosts who are suppressing this time, and not counting the unicorn feet, there are at least eleven fourth-order corpses!"

Gu Sixian whispered with a solemn expression.

"How many of the fourth-order peaks?"

Chen Ping asked immediately.

The unicorn corpses and the fourth-order Dzogchen corpses are the ones he fears.

"I don't know, the spies haven't reached the golden core, so they dare not investigate deeply."

Gu Sixian shook his head and spoke.

"Since Shu Zhenjun has an order, I don't want to delay."

Chen Ping said flatly.

After all, he rolled up a layer of escape light first, and rushed forward resolutely.

"This kid has absolutely nothing to rely on!"

Slandering secretly, Gu Sixian urged Hua Yueshan to move, and led twenty Yuandans to follow closely behind.

"Hey, if you want to run, you are all backs."

Chen Ping smiled darkly, released his consciousness cautiously, and scanned the surroundings.

This is where the ghost army is stationed.

Face-to-face encounters are possible at any time.

He had to muster all his energy.

……

"Chen Daoyou, don't you feel a little strange?"

After traveling another thousand miles, Gu Sixian suddenly asked via voice transmission.

The strength of his consciousness is comparable to that of Chen Ping.

The discoveries of the two are naturally similar.

Along the way, they encountered more than a dozen waves of ghosts.

There is even a giant weasel corpse at the peak of the fourth order!

The soul of the weasel corpse undoubtedly caught the group of people who broke into the restricted area.

The strange thing is that it didn't catch up with death endlessly.

Instead, he turned around and retreated faster.

The direction to go is Wangqin Island, which is the same as that of the human monks!
"Go on for a few hundred miles."

Taking a deep breath, Chen Ping flickered, and within a few breaths, he opened a large distance.

"how?"

Seeing Chen Ping standing in the clouds with his pupils activated, Gu Sixian who caught up hurriedly asked.

"You... see for yourself."

Chen Ping spoke hesitantly, unable to hide the horror on his face.

"Boom!"

Just as Gu Sixian was looking at it, the space with a radius of thousands of miles trembled violently, and a loud noise that pierced the sky and earth came from the direction of Wangqin Island.

The two auras of black light and green glow exploded at the same time.

The soaring spiritual pressure instantly turned into a wall of spiritual energy with clear boundaries.

One side was as black as ink, like an endless night sky, even a Jindan monk as strong as Chen Ping would feel dizzy just looking at it.

On the other side, there is lush green light flashing, gorgeous like a dreamland.

Nascent Soul level collision!
Chen Ping and Gu Sixian were shocked immediately.

Concubine Shu Mu majored in wood attributes, and there must be this woman on the side of the high-altitude battle on Wangqin Island.

But it was the first time Chen Ping had seen that dark spiritual power.

"The power of the ghost race!"

The two looked at each other, and four words popped out of their mouths at the same time.

(End of this chapter)