Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 636 Counting all calculations, hunting down the big monk (7.6K is 1600 monthly tickets plus more!)
This pair of light blue jade plates seems ordinary, but they are actually made of a piece of sixth-level ore and a fifth-level formation.

Communication within [-] miles is unimpeded.

And the two parties use the soul silk stored in it to burn essence and blood to communicate.

Therefore, Chen Ping was very sure that the other party was Liu Yuze himself, rather than simply judging by his voice.

"Fan Xinglun alone?"

Chen Ping had already stopped the pace of meeting.

Neither did he follow the order to avoid it in the opposite direction, nor did he go up to it.

"Yes, you run, Fan Xinglun is chasing me, fellow martial artist and fellow Daoist Fu alone, the danger is extremely dangerous right now!"

Perhaps seeing that Chen Ping was still within the sound transmission range of the jade plate, Liu Yuze said in a more serious tone.

After listening, Chen Ping immediately raised his eyebrows.

It was not surprising that Fan Xinglun was alone nearby.

The treasure area is so vast, and the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce wants to hunt and kill the Nascent Soul, it is impossible for several top fighters to act together all the time.

But the strange thing is that the initial state of Yuanying with the surname Fu is low, let alone mention it for the time being.

But Liu Yuze himself is in the late stage of Nascent Soul, and Wu Yuankai, the leader of the casual cultivators, is also in the late stage.

After contacting him, a junior with late-stage combat power, Liu Yuze actually told him to flee quickly.

Could it be that Senior Brother Liu felt that Fan Xinglun, a newly promoted Dayuanying, had the strength to keep the four of him together?
While he was puzzled, a scream like vomiting blood suddenly came from another jade plate.

Liu Yuze was chased and attacked by Fan Xinglun!

Suspended on a piece of water, Chen Ping squinted uncertainly.

According to his usual style of conduct, even if he didn't leave directly, he should wait for those few people to fight hard before going to make a profit and preside over the overall situation.

"Hey, after all, I can't become an inhuman monster like Kan Yequ."

The first time he met Liu Yuze when he was a baby, and then he recalled every bit of his training in the No Nian Sect. Chen Ping sighed slightly, and the sword light emerged from under his body, rushing to the unknown area of ​​fighting skills.

After several flashes in a row, a certain storage ring on the right hand lighted up slightly, revealing an elderly man in a blue shirt out of thin air.

The secondary soul poured in, and the avatar puppet opened his eyes and came back to life, and moved forward instead of him.

Saving people recklessly is naturally not cautious enough.

He sent a clone puppet, maybe he could give Fan Xinglun a blow.

……

"Boom!"

On the rugged and treacherous mountain top, there are continuous sounds of earth-shattering fighting skills.

Each impact stretches hundreds of miles away.

It is conceivable that the two sides in the battle have strong supernatural powers, and it is impossible for them to be Golden Core cultivators.

A man with extremely handsome features occupies the sky, lightly holding a white half-foot whisk in his hand.

Under the infusion of spiritual power, countless white awns as thick as palace pillars shot out through the air, enveloping the entire mountaintop.

These white awns are as straight as needles, piercing and chirping, instantly piercing the cliff with holes.

The white light flew, and three figures were forced to fly out from the hiding place.

The three people on one side got together at the same time.

An elegant middle-aged Taoist priest, a strong man with a knife on his back, and a thin old man in a gray robe.

It was Liu Yuze, Fu Chengye, and Wu Yuankai.

Although they had an advantage in numbers, the auras of the three were fluctuating and bloodstained, obviously all of them were seriously injured.

"Why do fellow Taoists fight desperately, let's go with the old man!"

Fan Xinglun said lightly as he sprinkled the white light unhurriedly.

He considered himself lucky.

Originally, he hadn't found a single Nascent Soul in half a year, which made him very depressed.

But just before a few sticks of incense, they ran into three in one breath.

What's more satisfying is that one of them is the primary target of Jiuding Chamber of Commerce's eradication.

Han Shu's senior brother Wu Nianzong Liu Yuze!
Whether it is to maintain the friendship with the royal court of the Hai clan, or to avenge Elder Qin's avatar, this person must be arrested today.

"Liu would rather die than kneel!"

Hearing this insincere persuasion to surrender, Liu Yuze made a tactic with one hand with cold eyes, and his body shone brightly.

The light and shadow the size of a wooden basin floated around, blurred slightly, and turned into the golden water wheel of the natal magic weapon.

The edge of the water wheel was extremely thin, and it spun violently and chopped off those white lights.

Fu Chengye and Wu Yuankai also ignored Fan Xinglun's words.

The news that the Nine Cauldron Chamber of Commerce is capturing Yuanying everywhere has already spread.

Even if he gives up his arms and restrains himself, he will inevitably die in the end.

"Brother Liu, Wu is attacking a place with you!"

As soon as Wu Yuankai sent out the sound transmission, his hands were covered with a layer of purple lightning.

After the lightning gathered in mid-air, it condensed for a while to form a huge thunder pestle.

The attack attribute of the thunder attribute has always been strong.

The thunder pestle that was set up in mid-air swept across vigorously, but it also wiped out a piece of white light.

But Fu Chengye's situation in the early Yuanying period was extremely embarrassing.

Facing the magic weapons and spells of the great monk, he didn't even have the power to protect himself.

Before the knife shadow was formed, it was hit by a sharp and boundless white awn, and the left arm immediately exploded into a rain of blood.

In fact, if Liu Yuze hadn't intentionally protected him and rescued him many times along the way, he would have fallen when Fan Xinglun first appeared.

But now that Liu Yuze himself is seriously injured, there is no energy left to take care of him.

"Boom!"

For a moment, the mountain top was filled with cold light and lightning, and white awns spread all over, which made people feel creepy.

The techniques of the two late Nascent Soul monks should not be underestimated.

The golden water wheel in the palm advances from left to right in the white awning.

Then there was a weird metal-like friction sound inside.

"You guys still don't know enough about the gap between the late Nascent Soul and the Great Cultivator!"

Dan Feng raised her narrow eyes, and Fan Xinglun calmly changed his formula.

Then, all the wheel shadows and thunder pestles were bounced back as if they had hit an iron wall.

Palm Gold Water Wheel is the entity of the magic weapon, and returned to Liu Yuze's side after a cry.

And the thunder pestle transformed by thunder spirit power was even more vulnerable.

Halfway through the flight, it vanished into thin air and ruptured.

Wu Yuankai's gaze changed, and he quickly slapped the spirit beast bracelet.

"sizzle"

Two hundred-foot boa constrictors covered in silver scales stood in front of them, puffing out sea mist.

These are two early fifth-order Rahu pythons.

Immersed in spirit training for half a lifetime, Wu Yuankai only raised four fifth-level monsters.

One of them blocked the catastrophe and fell for him a hundred years ago.

After all, the fifth-order monster consumes countless resources, and he, a casual cultivator, simply cannot replenish spiritual pets.

And the remaining Golden Silk Spirit Rat was good at finding ore, and its combat power was low, not enough for a big monk to crush it with one finger.

"Humph!"

Seeing that the other party summoned two more fifth-order pythons, Fan Xinglun smiled coldly, his sleeves fluttered in the air, and each sprayed a piece of spiritual light.

There are more than a dozen small green flags wrapped in a group.

Another black cloud is a quaint array.

"Once Fan Xinglun sets up the formation, you and I will definitely die today!"

Liu Yuze was the first to react, and suddenly shouted.

Fan Xinglun's formation technique is well-known in the East China Sea.

It is not surprising that the fifth-level formations are randomly arranged in the fighting method.

Then, Liu Yuze couldn't care less about urging the golden palm water wheel, and crushed a talisman with his fingers.

Then, Qingming flew out of a pair of strangely shaped silver sickles.

In a flash, it turned into two silver lines, piercing straight towards the array flag and array board.

If one of the two things is destroyed, it will be difficult to arrange this formation.

But Fan Xinglun's spiritual consciousness was as high as 40 feet, and his acuity was unmatched by anyone in the audience.

As soon as the slight fluctuations on Liu Yuze's side piled up, he immediately took precautions.

The white awn covering half of the mountain suddenly retracted.

It turned into two sword blades to meet it.

"bang"

"bang"

There were two soft sounds, and as soon as the silver sickle touched the blade, a dazzling light erupted.

The sickle that Liu Yuze flung away was made from something unknown.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, completely destroyed the spells of a great cultivator.

"Wu Nian Sect has been passed down for more than [-] years, and the background is still not satisfactory."

Smiling, Fan Xinglun's expression was a little dignified.

With a movement of the soul, a monster several inches long and shaped like a horn condensed into Liu Yuze's sea of ​​consciousness.

This is one of the sect-restraining techniques of the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce, the low-level spirit method of Tianpin.

Since he began to cultivate during the Qi training period, he has already realized the state of Dzogchen.

"not good!"

The meaning of blood was overwhelming, Liu Yuze gritted his teeth secretly, and a blue spirit grass was formed in the sea of ​​consciousness.

He clashed fiercely with the black horn.

"Crack!"

In an instant, the blue spiritual grass split inch by inch, but the horn was only half blurred.

Still carrying a large amount of evil energy, he slashed at the spirit villain.

Liu Yuze was hit by the Soul Technique, and immediately his vision went dark, and he was struck by boundless pain.

Although the quality of the soul skills of the two is generally the same, it is a pity that the difference in the strength of the soul makes Liu Yuze fall into an absolute disadvantage.

Losing control, the two silver sickles slammed and continued to chop crookedly.

Fan Xinglun swung the whisk in his hand backwards, and immediately drove the scythes into the rock, penetrating hundreds of miles at once.

On the other side, Wu Yuankai also suffered from the soul attack.

He behaved worse than Liu Yuze.

The blood from the seven orifices flowed from the mouth and nose, and it was almost impossible to see the original appearance.

As for the weakest Fu Chengye and the two Rahu pythons, they escaped.

Fan Xinglun did not want to waste his precious soul power as a creature that could not pose a threat.

After all, it is extremely difficult for the Nascent Soul cultivator to restore the power of the soul.

……

Because of this slight delay, Fan Xinglun had already activated the array.

At the same time, with a squeeze of the fingertips, a few drops of blood essence turned into a blood mist and covered it.

A dozen small green flags and formations flashed, absorbing the blood mist.

Immediately afterwards, a green screen composed of a group of flags soared into the sky, disappearing into the void on the top of the mountain.

However, Fan Xinglun held the formation disk in his hand, and quickly moved and pressed it.

"Oops!"

Feeling the unique aura of the formation sweeping the audience, Wu Yuankai, Liu Yuze and others showed signs of despair.

The horror of the formation master is here.

Fan Xinglun is in the formation, and his strength is stronger than before. It is not something that a few people can fight together.

"Fizz!"

Wu Yuankai stepped on a Rahu Python and fled to high altitude.

But the sudden change!
I saw the void on the top of the mountain, and green waves like ghosts emerged with great aura.

Wriggling as fast as an earthworm loosening the soil, it turned into a huge magic circle covering a radius of two hundred miles.

The center is deep and dark, and the wind howls, as if cutting off the space abruptly.

At the same time, the ground below was also glowing green.

Phantoms of palm-sized talismans emerged one after another, turning into an extremely green pool in the blink of an eye.

"Let the old man give you a ride."

Fan Xinglun said lightly, pointing towards the pool created by the formation.

"crash"

An acre of vast green clouds evaporated from the pool.

It looked extremely slow, but in fact it was like teleporting, enveloping Wu Yuankai and the two Rahu pythons who were about to flee.

Fu Chengye, who was far away, did not escape, and was also tightly wrapped by the green cloud.

Not half a breath later, a painful beast roar came from within the green cloud.

After trapping Wu Yuankai and Fu Chengye with formations, Fan Xinglun flew down, danced in the dust, and said in a cold tone:

"Liu Daoyou, it is the source of your mistake to recruit Han Shu! The tens of thousands of years of Wunianzong's inheritance has been destroyed, and you will die forever."

A series of harsh words showed his determination to kill Liu Yuze first.

The origin of the boy surnamed Han is unknown and it is very likely that he possesses a treasured body technique.

If Liu Yuze is captured and questioned, he may be able to obtain more favorable information.

Seeing Fan Xinglun coming to kill him, Liu Yuze hastily performed the spell, and blocked the Palm Gold Water Wheel in front of him.

Regret?

A flash in Liu Yuze's mind killed the thought.

The layout of the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce has nothing to do with Junior Brother Han.

Even if it was no coincidence that he invited his younger brother to join him, he would still be in trouble today in the Wu Nian sect.

"Boom!"

There was a loud roar, and a strong wind raged at the intersection of the two magic weapons.

All kinds of light clusters flickered endlessly.

In just a moment, the palm gold water wheel fell into the low sky dimly, and Fan Xinglun's dust whisk swooped down and pressed down fiercely towards Liu Yuze.

Liu Yuze slipped something cold between his wrists, and a half-black and half-red talisman slipped out and burst open.

A black and red tornado blew out of nowhere.

The wind burst abnormally, as fierce as a knife.

The crystal light mixed in the wind flickered, as if countless black sand and gravel were spinning along with it.

"呲呲"

The hurricane generated by the magic weapon of the whisk and the talisman rolled together, and there was a loud cracking sound.

The two were at a stalemate for a while.

However, Fan Xinglun was not afraid of the power of the talisman, and the magic power kept gushing out.

The whisk became a white mist, and the black and red hurricane trembled continuously, and it gradually fell away.

No matter how powerful the fifth-level talisman is, it is only a sealing technique, and it does not pose much threat to the great monk at all.

Seeing that the methods accumulated by the sect were almost exhausted, Liu Yuze couldn't help showing sadness.

"A few years ago, you blew yourself up to save your life, and I want to see if there is any other way to turn around!"

After breaking through layers of storms, the smile on Fan Xinglun's face became clear.

"Junior brother, Wu Nianzong treats you well, and I will entrust you with the great revenge of destroying the sect."

At the juncture of life and death, Liu Yuze entered a calm state instead.

With Junior Brother Han's potential, as long as he leaves the Jishou Treasure Territory alive and hides to practice for thousands of years, he still has a chance to return to the Eastern Sea Territory to take revenge on the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce.

However, when he sensed the communication jade plate in his arms for the last time before he died, his expression changed drastically.

Such a strong feedback means that Junior Brother Han is actually hiding within a thousand miles nearby!

Did he sneak over without heeding his own advice?
For a moment, Liu Yuze couldn't help but smile wryly.

……

"Fan Xinglun has failed my efforts."

On the canopy of a densely grown tree, Chen Ping focused his pupil skills on the battle that erupted on the top of the mountain.

Yes, he has been watching for ten breaths.

Of course, it's not that he refuses to help, but has another plan.

Liu Yuze is not alone.

He remembered that Wu Yuankai had a fifth-level ore-hunting spirit mouse on him, which happened to be his favorite thing.

If Fan Xinglun restrained the two of them first, the treasures of Fu Chengye and Wu Yuankai could be transferred to him in the end.

But that fellow was obviously more afraid of Liu Yuze, and slightly disrupted Chen Ping's plan.

"I don't know how many contribution points I can get for saving the first cultivator of the sect."

Touching the bridge of his nose, Chen Ping sent his thoughts.

Nine hundred miles away, layers of gray and white ice flowers suddenly floated in the outside world covered by the formation.

As soon as the eloquent fell down, a corner of the formation was frozen.

Fan Xinglun was startled, and his consciousness was swept away.

"Elder Fan, stop!"

An old man in a blue shirt stepped on the ice and landed firmly in the formation.

"Qin Chenyan!"

When Liu Yuze, Wu Yuankai and the others saw the visitor appear, a surge of despair surged in their hearts.

Qin Chenyan is a veteran monk of the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce, and his magical powers surpassed Fan Xinglun's by more than a fraction.

Now that the two of them gathered together, it would not be difficult to sweep Baoyu!
"Elder Qin?"

Hearing from the familiar voice, Fan Xinglun subconsciously stopped casting spells.

But at the next moment, he sensed the abnormality, wrapped himself in the dust, and avoided it with his body.

Something is wrong!
The aura of this person is far inferior to that of Elder Qin.

After thinking again that Han Shu is the puppet master, Fan Xinglun seemed to have guessed the truth, and said in a sharp voice:

"How dare you turn my avatar, the first cultivator of the Nine Cauldrons, into a puppet!"

"Hey, the avatar puppet has too many flaws to fool these old monsters."

Afterwards, Chen Ping, who looked depressed, also stepped on his sword and said to Fan Xinglun lightly: "You have done Jiuding in the first day of junior high school, so don't blame Han for doing fifteenth!"

"Compared to the great evil of the noble chamber of commerce colluding with other races, Han Mou's making a puppet of the human race is really a great act of goodness."

"Junior Brother Han!"

Liu Yuze narrowly escaped death, and gathered in the past after calling out.

After not seeing each other for a few years, Qin Chenyan's avatar fell into the hands of his junior brother!

This means that the supernatural power of the junior brother is still beyond his imagination.

No wonder he didn't listen to persuasion to support himself.

"Friend Daoist Han!"

At the same time, Wu Yuankai and Fu Chengye approached nervously and hid behind Chen Ping.

Although they were only attacked by the big formation for a few breaths, the two of them were dripping with blood, which was horrible.

The two Rahu pythons were lying in the mud pit like gossamer, fearing that they would not survive.

Their eyes fell on "Qin Chenyan" in shock and fear, and the two shuddered involuntarily.

Even though they knew that this was a puppet created by Fellow Daoist Han, they were still cautious.

There is no way, this person has been coercing the Eastern Territory for more than 2000 years, and he usually has to perform the ceremony of half a junior when they meet each other.

"Fan Daoyou bullied my Nascent Soul of the Wunian Sect, did you want to spread ashes in Baoyu?"

With both feet on the shoulders of the clone puppet, Chen Ping focused his eyes and said in a serious tone.

"..."

This time, Liu Yuze and the other three were dumbfounded, and their thoughts froze.

In the early days of the Nascent Soul, the majestic and threatening monk!
If it weren't for Fan Xinglun's extremely apprehensive expression, everyone would have thought that Chen Ping was so arrogant that he had deceived his heart.

However, an unbelievable scene appeared.

Fan Xinglun didn't reply, he quickly retreated and at the same time pulled the formation flag away, and then shot into the distance without looking back.

Even though several people have more than a thousand years of experience, seeing this scene, they all have their brains buzzing, they can't turn the corner for a while, they can't figure it out!
After setting up the formation, Fan Xinglun, who was still invincible just now, just left without saying a word?

Even if you are afraid of several people joining forces, at least take back the clone of Jiuding First Cultivator.

"really."

Chen Ping rolled his eyes and thought secretly.

He didn't do anything directly after he appeared, he was just trying to test the reality of several high-ranking monks from the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce.

Fan Xinglun knew that his strength was outstanding.

If they still stay in place and fight, it means that King Li Yuan or Qin Chenyan are within tens of thousands of miles.

On the contrary, the two should be far apart, in a place where communication means cannot be reached.

"This seat's first Sea Spirit City is here!"

A trace of excitement flashed across Chen Ping's eyes, and with a wave of his hand, the Taiqing Jade Scorpion puppet appeared in the air.

"Leave this Scorpion Emperor puppet to you for self-defense. You wait here for me. Han will come whenever he goes."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword light on the soles of his feet flashed, and he chased after Fan Xinglun.

"The fifth-order best monster puppet!"

Liu Yuze, who took over the command, had no time to be shocked, and said eagerly: "You can't do it, brother, the sect's Heavenly Tribulation Earth has been used up, and Fan Xinglun is still carrying a formation whose power is close to the sixth level!"

"So that's why Senior Brother Liu didn't let me get close."

Chen Ping understood it, and directly said via voice transmission: "Senior Brother has his own measure, Senior Brother, watch over Wu Yuankai for me, something on him is extremely important to me!"

After finishing speaking, his back was blurred.

"Liu Daoyou, did your brother go to chase and kill Fan Xinglun?"

Wu Yuankai's heart tightened, and he confirmed it in disbelief.

"Liu doesn't know, the younger brother has always been abusive, so I will wait for him at the same place."

Shaking his head, Liu Yuze was noncommittal.

"It's too dangerous here, we'd better continue fleeing for tens of thousands of miles and find a safe place to heal our injuries."

Fu Chengye picked up the fragments of the talisman and suggested cautiously.

Fan Xinglun was finally forced to retreat, how dare he stay here for a long time.

On the side, Wu Yuankai silently put away the corpse of the spirit beast, and echoed in a hoarse voice: "Fellow Daoist Fu is right, let's go together, Fellow Daoist Liu."

He was afraid that Fan Xinglun would bypass Chen Ping and kill a carbine.

"Junior Brother Han just saved your life!"

Glancing at the two of them coldly, Liu Yuze didn't talk nonsense, and the Taiqing Jade Scorpion stomped on the ground, forcibly crushing a mountain wall.

"Cough, Guizong has always been an example of the righteous way, and Liu Daoyou's domineering approach is a bit like a demon's behavior."

The Scorpion Emperor's puppet's Yaoyuan force rushed to the night, and Wu Yuankai immediately said with a serious face.

As for Fu Chengye, he obediently kept his mouth shut.

Liu Yuze rescued him several times, and he was grateful.

Besides, when the Scorpion Emperor moved, he would probably be the first to die.

"Please come in to heal your wounds, both of you!"

After hesitating for a moment, Liu Yuze pointed to the big hole opened by the puppet, and said firmly.

Wu Yuankai and Fu Chengye's injuries were three points more serious than him.

At this time, when fighting, he was not afraid at all with the fifth-order top-quality puppet in his hand.

……

The Thunder Wing Wind Hoof Formation was fully activated, and Chen Ping concentrated on capturing the mana breath in the nearby space.

When the avatar puppet appeared before, he quietly planted tracking ice flowers in the souls of Liu Yuze and the other three.

Of course, casting spells on Liu Yuze is convenient.

The other two depend on how well they cooperate.

"Where is my Hailing City?"

Seeing that he had scanned a radius of nearly ten thousand li but found nothing, Chen Ping frowned slightly.

He can be sure that Fan Xinglun is nearby.

Because the fluctuation of mana came to an abrupt end.

In a void two hundred miles to the east, Fan Xinglun's body was floating carelessly.

And Chen Ping's spiritual sense and naked eyes could not see any flaws even if they scanned face to face.

"Did he think the old man was afraid of him!"

A miniature array flag was twirled in front of his chest, and Fan Xinglun stared at Chen Ping condescendingly and smiled disdainfully.

He activated a fifth-level hidden portable formation, which even a great cultivator would not be able to see through for a while, let alone a Nascent Soul initial stage.

Although he learned from King Li Yuan and Yun Qiurong that this son's supernatural powers are a bit stronger than the average late Yuan Ying.

Just now, he fled without a fight, because he considered that one fight with four was not very sure.

Moreover, the kid surnamed Han possesses precious body skills, and even King Li Yuan's holy spirit object that suppresses the space cannot stop him, so there is really no need for him to try it forcefully.

But what he didn't expect was that this kid chased him by himself, he really didn't know what to do!
"Fan Jianbi, Daoyou Fan's nephew, died miserably. Before his soul disappeared, he asked Fellow Daoist to avenge him at the top of his voice!"

Chen Ping's eyes shone brightly, and his sarcastic laughter resounded through his spiritual power.

"Bi Er died at his hands!"

Under the portable formation, a stern look flashed across Fan Xinglun's face.

He has no son or daughter, and his nephew Fan Jianbi is one of the family's Nascent Soul seeds that he personally cultivated.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Fan Xinglun was extremely calm.

He could see that this kid surnamed Han had some trump cards, otherwise he would dare to shout so loudly!

……

There was a gentle breeze, and there was a long silence.

Seeing that this trick was ineffective, Chen Ping let out a low drink, and the spirit villain roared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Zizi"

A large stream of pure soul power spread out and searched inch by inch.

"This kid's spirit strength is not much weaker than mine?"

Fan Xinglun immediately gasped in shock.

Then, knowing that hiding was meaningless, he flickered fiercely, and a beast horn stained with terror was printed on the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness.

"The old guy can't sit still!"

Chen Ping shrank his eyes, and the villain looked straight at the horn calmly.

He didn't intend to use the spirit spell to fight at all.

"Big brother!"

Seeing this, Fan Xinglun was overjoyed, the horn of the beast pressed down across the air, and slashed fiercely on the villain.

"puff"

Chen Ping's spirit villain twisted for a while, and the cut part was sunken by two inches.

However, to Fan Xinglun's horror, the next moment, his spirit attack technique disappeared immediately after exhausting its power!
But Chen Ping's soul was intact, at most [-]% weaker than the peak.

Fan Xinglun couldn't believe what he saw.

This kid's soul is obviously more than 40, even Elder Qin might not be able to reach this level.

The villain stretched his limbs, and Chen Ping was in a turbulent mood.

The Taiyi soul body activated by Blood Light True Soul has caused a qualitative change in his soul power!

In terms of quality, ordinary big monks are far behind him.

If he doesn't need to release the sky-supporting hood, his soul also has a strong defense.

The undeveloped and semi-achieved Taiyi Linggen possesses such miraculous powers, Chen Ping is satisfied.

He is not the sword spirit root taught by the famous master of Huashen.

Regarding the process of using the Taiyi Linggen, he needed to explore step by step.

Feng Tianyu, who is stronger than the third generation, has practiced for thousands of years, and only barely mastered the method of cultivating the root of bitterness.

Therefore, Chen Ping relaxed his mind early.

He is a Nascent Soul cultivator who is less than [-] years old, and he has a lot of time to explore and comprehend!
"Fan Daoyou is here!"

While Fan Xinglun cast the Soul Technique, Chen Ping firmly locked on its position.

To deal with great cultivators, fire and sword techniques don't have to be shown.

The coral dharma image is printed in the sky, and its gorgeous brilliance is extremely dazzling.

Compared with before the soul body was opened, the phantom of the dharma image began to be more vivid, as if it was a real magic weapon!

"Boom!"

However, Chen Ping immediately noticed an accident.

The coral amulet was not simultaneously printed on Fan Xinglun's Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Instead, he was drawn into it by a formation on this person.

"Soul defense formation?"

Chen Ping raised his eyebrows and let out a sound of surprise.

This kind of formation is very expensive and very rare, Fan Xinglun actually refined one.

Of course, the coral aura did not disappear completely after entering the battle.

Fan Xinglun waved one hand, and suddenly there was a half-foot piece of brown spiritual wood in his hand.

This thing is full of aura, with tender green branches and leaves.

But the next moment, the spirit tree buzzed, and the branches and leaves quickly withered.

"What, this kid's soul method is so powerful!"

Fan Xinglun encountered an incredible thing again.

This spirit tree is manifested by the eyes of the soul defense formation.

It can judge the strength of the opponent's supernatural power according to the exuberance of the spirit tree.

Normally, the formations that can resist three or four great monks' spirit spells in a row can hardly withstand a single move!

Frightened, Fan Xinglun quickly spit out a hundred drops of blood and sprayed it at the spirit wood.

After absorbing the blood mist, the formation finally stabilized.

At this moment, the familiar Yinshuang Tianbing was flying all over the sky.

With a sweep of the whisk, Fan Xinglun suddenly felt that his body was like ten thousand mountains stacked on top of each other, making it difficult to move.

A woman in a pink skirt was pointing at him with a silver mirror in her hand!
"If you don't break this spirit formation first, you won't be able to kill Old Ghost Fan."

Chen Ping had a clear mind, taking advantage of the moment Fan Xinglun was immobilized, Lei Chi stretched out his body and forced him down.

　Thanks to Huayingshuiyue, book friend 164, and Papa Tiger's house for the reward of 1500 points!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)