Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 688 The king sees the king, and the king sees the king again (7.2K is updated for all genuine book friends)
Most of the special spiritual roots are strong in the exclusive various supernatural powers.

The upper limit of the cultivation speed will not be much stronger than the Tianpin Linggen.

As far as Chen Ping knows, there are many outstanding people with special spiritual roots in history, whose pure talent for cultivation is not as good as that of heavenly roots.

The bitter root needs to go through three lives, and if there is a slight mistake in the middle, it will be lost forever.

In the last life, the bitter root monks will have a lot of accumulation, and they will have a lot of blessings to break through every bottleneck.

Therefore, Chen Ping is not surprised even if Feng Tianyu transforms into a god before him.

Of course, Chen Ping doesn't know whether this powerful bonus will last until he transforms into a god or refines the void, or to a higher level.

Even Feng Tianyu himself is ignorant.

After all, in the Great Thousand Realm where information is scarce, it is indeed difficult to judge the authenticity of a special spiritual root.

……

At the foot and side of the mountain of Wuxiang Island, Chen Ping caught the familiar aura of hundreds of people.

Chen Xiangwen, Jiang Peiling, Guan Nier, Ye Mofan, Liang Yingzhuo, etc., are old acquaintances who originally belonged to the Yuanyan Islands.

Chen Ping was not surprised at all.

Concubine Shu Mu explained it before.

The Yuanyan Islands have been eroded by Yin Qi for hundreds of years, and then experienced the destruction of the sky and vines, and the land is no longer suitable for human habitation.

Therefore, Zhenzong Ke Yi was instructed by Xu Daoqing to take the remaining cultivators and mortals of the archipelago away from their homeland.

A fourth-level island was selected in the Formless Sea for them to practice.

Moreover, the "Yuan Yan League" is still declared to the outside world.

It's just that it has temporarily become a vassal of the Wuxiangzhen sect.

Chen Ping was very grateful to Xu Daoqing for taking him in.

It is not bad for Uncle Wen and others to settle in Fancanghai.

As the realm approached Huashen, he no longer had much interest in running a small force.

……

There are only three table seats on the peak, a total of forty seats.

Every creature seated is basically the fifth-order Dzogchen, and a few are in the later stage.

To be able to obtain a position here, their identities are all extraordinary.

Either the old-fashioned Nascent Soul peak monk, or the powerful sea clan royal court, or the top masters of various races.

"Senior Xu's God Transformation Ceremony has such a high standard this time, and Fellow Daoist Bao has contributed a lot."

A laughing voice resounded from the human master seated in the middle.

The speaker is an old man with a kind face and red face.

The direction where this person's eyes fell was a handsome man who looked no older than thirty.

Both of them have reached the Nascent Soul Dzogchen.

"Friend Daoist Yun is overrated."

The man smiled modestly, cupped his fists towards the main palace behind him, and said, "Bao is a brewer, thanks to Senior Xu for his appreciation."

"Fellow Daoist Bao, how many pots of the fifth-grade fine wine from Cang Wine Chamber of Commerce can you sell me?"

"I have not recovered from my serious physical injury. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Bao can sell a batch of high-level spirit wine that is suitable for the disease?"

"Wang also wants to get a cup of top-quality wine to quench his thirst."

As soon as the male cultivator finished speaking, the surrounding Nascent Souls immediately asked for something.

Cang Wine Chamber of Commerce, one of the best super chambers of commerce in Fancang.

This seemingly young monk was named Bao Jingge, and he had already passed his [-]-year-old birthday.

He is the contemporary leader of the Cang Wine Chamber of Commerce.

It is different from the business model in which ordinary chambers of commerce set up lofts and shops everywhere.

Cangjiu Chamber of Commerce does not have a fixed site, and only sells third-tier and above rare spirit wine.

The monks of this sect built a fleet with a sea spirit city as the core, and they patrolled the seas all year round to do business.

If he hadn't been invited to undertake Xu Lingzun's banquet and wine, it would have been a coincidence to find the host on weekdays.

"When Senior Xu leads us to defeat the Wraith Sky Sparrow, the high-level spirit wine of this chamber of commerce will be opened for supply."

Bao Jingge replied indifferently, staring straight ahead.

Not far away, a slender woman with a jade plate in her hand shuttled to the top of the peak, constantly adding delicacies and spiritual wines to the distinguished guests.

This woman is dressed in a water-blue Taoist robe, she is beautiful, and there is a mature and playful charm between her brows.

Judging from her attire, she should be the Supreme Elder of Zhenzong.

However, the realm of Yuanying's early stage belongs to the bottom category among all the creatures on the top of the peak.

"Fairy Shen, if you don't have enough spirit wine, just mention it to Bao. Our family has brewed wine for tens of thousands of years, and pouring the accumulated spirit wine into the phaseless sea can make the sea rise ten inches out of thin air!"

Bao Jingge raised a bronze wine glass and said with a slight smile.

"Guild Master Bao is too polite. I am not responsible for handing over to the Guild of Commerce."

The beautiful Xiuju Fu thanked her, but the politeness was mixed with an obvious alienation.

"The leader of this guild is familiar with the elders of the noble sect, so there must be nothing wrong with it."

After hitting a cold nail, Bao Jingge said indifferently after being startled.

And the pretty and beautiful Xiu didn't answer this time, and only cared about the delicious food and wine.

"Fellow Daoist Bao, Fairy Shen is in her own right."

Seeing Bao Jingge deflated, the red-faced old man reminded him with a heartbeat.

The number of senior female monks is much lower than that of male monks.

Therefore, it is not easy to find Taoist companions of the same level.

He Yunshao had been on the frontline for decades, and he had also been tempted by this Zhenzong girl Yuanying who had become famous in recent years.

But after a few old friends revealed some secrets, he immediately lost his mind.

"Chen Ping?"

After hearing Yun Hong's voice transmission, Bao Jingge nodded.

There are only a few words about this son.

But he is undoubtedly a murderer with great supernatural powers and a ruthless heart.

Offending this person for a female cultivator in the early Nascent Soul is really not worthwhile.

"Three Immortals of Zhenzong, Fellow Daoist Bao can take one of them back at will, and it will be complete."

Yun Shao said half-jokingly.

The Three Immortals refer to the three young Nascent Soul female cultivators of the Wuxiangzhen Sect.

Concubine Shu Mu, Zuo Cangxing, Shen Wanwan.

The name of the former has been sung in Sea Territory for hundreds of years because of its outstanding formation talent.

The latter two fairies are female cultivators who are new to the Nascent Soul.

Among the three immortals, Concubine Shu Mu is almost considered to be the next head of the formation sect, and it is extremely difficult to marry her.

Therefore, after Xu Daoqing broke through to become a god, many old friends from the past licked their faces and tried to marry the Zhenzong.

He Yun Shao was also one of them.

After all, he and Xu Daoqing fought against Tianque side by side, and their relationship with each other was quite strong.

But Xu Daoqing disliked him and only had three or four hundred years left in his lifespan, so he just refused to accept it.

"Wandering around for most of my life, Bao is even more tired."

After a pause, Bao Jingge said quietly: "If Senior Xu agrees, Bao doesn't mind being incorporated into the Zhenzong."

This remark made the Nascent Soul next to him tremble.

This Bao Jingge didn't fall in love with Fairy Shen at all, but wanted to take this opportunity to stabilize his relationship with the Wuxiangzhen Sect.

It is true that the Nascent Soul female cultivator is quite attractive.

But the cultivators behind it are what these top human races value more.

"Fairy Shen, please serve the wine!"

An old woman yelled carelessly.

Rivalry among women knows no age.

Seeing that most of the cultivators' attention was circling on Shen Wanwan, she immediately ordered with a little dissatisfaction.

However, no one responded for three breaths.

The old woman frowned and looked.

I saw Shen Wanwan standing at the table seated by the Almighty of the foreign race, her delicate shoulders trembling slightly, tears glistening in her beautiful eyes.

The next moment, dozens of great powers of various races on the top of Wuxiang Mountain looked up one after another, and swept away towards the ferry one after another with their tyrannical consciousness.

……

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Dozens of powerful spiritual consciousness collided silently halfway.

To the horror of all the cultivators, as soon as the power of spiritual consciousness released by them approached the ferry, they lost the target of the survey like headless chickens.

Blocked by a layer of dark brilliance, it can no longer penetrate in the slightest.

"The power of the rules of the soul path!"

On the top of the mountain, a majestic Tall Sea Clan couldn't help standing up, and shouted in an unbelievable low voice.

Seeing this, the rest of the five ranks also discussed and speculated vigilantly.

This Sea Clan is Li Hanhuang, who ranks first in the imperial court, and has comprehended six stars including the soul star!
In terms of the strength of the soul alone, in the entire Formless Sea Territory, except for Xu Daoqing, no one is invincible.

Even Emperor Li Han was extremely afraid. Could it be that the person who came was another sixth rank?
Even the sixth-order sky sparrow of Wraith Mountain?

Otherwise, there are only a handful of creatures who master the rules of the soul path, and such a coincidence will never happen.

"I can't help but attract bees and butterflies."

In the void of the ferry, Chen Ping shook his head calmly.

The object of his sigh is naturally Taoist Shen Wanwan.

This woman is full of confusion, and there is no shortage of suitors at any stage.

Just now, he sent a divine sense to Shen Wanwan alone.

Sure enough, the soul of this goddess was stirred, which proved that she still missed him in her heart.

When the creatures on Wuxiang Island all looked at each other, Chen Ping said something to himself.

"The big fanfare of this seat is not to provoke fellow Daoist Xu, but to support the scene for the juniors of my Yuanyan League."

After all, his heart suddenly became clear.

As soon as the soul thought dissipated, the soul threads arranged around him quickly withdrew.

The next moment, a monk in a pure green Taoist robe suddenly revealed his real body.

Yes, under Ma Aoqian's tactful reminder, he temporarily decided to change into a Taoist robe.

After all, the natural luster of the Nine Green Crowns is green, and when paired with the purple robe, it looks like a small melon in the mortal world, which looks very nondescript.

Although once because of one person, he deliberately avoided the blue Taoist robe.

But as time went by, this perseverance became more and more irrelevant.

Green to the end!
Standing on Qiongqi's big head with one foot, Chen Ping smiled strangely.

……

"The body of Qiongqi old demon?"

"Who is he! He turned a sixth-order monster into a puppet."

"It's no wonder that the Qiongqi Demon Emperor hasn't appeared in the world for decades. It turns out that he lost his real body a long time ago."

On the huge Wuxiang Mountain, all the cultivators suddenly felt cold.

Compared with the ignorant Yuandan and Zhuji juniors, the higher the cultivation level, the more terrifying the Taoist in green robe can feel.

Riding a sixth-order Qiongqi, mastering the rules of the soul path!
The two methods that are revealed to others are not things that Nascent Soul cultivator dared to imagine.

"Chen Ping, Chen Ping of the Yuanyan Islands!"

"The same realm as the old man, but the coercion of this person makes me shudder, as if facing Huashen directly!"

The acquaintances of Nascent Soul Daxiu shook their bodies and lowered their heads while exchanging information.

"Brother Bai, who is he?"

"He seems to have participated in the last Extreme Day Treasure Domain."

"Is he the one who took away the little doll from the Immortal Bamboo Spiritual Root?"

Most of the Nascent Souls knew very little about Chen Ping, and shared the information they knew one by one.

This conclusion immediately stunned.

It turned out that this person, who was not well-known, actually did several major events that caused a sensation in the Fancang sea area.

The key is that after only a few hundred years, this Chen Ping has skyrocketed and become a top half-step deity!
The speed of advancement is one of the few in the history of the sea area.

……

"drive!"

Imagining a Qiongqi puppet in a rein, Chen Ping flicked it lightly, and drove the black flying tiger into Wuxiangzong.

Along the way, Qiongqi's jet of fire burned and spread, and the hidden small restraints were shattered one after another.

What a rampage!
"Ancestor!"

When they got close, the consciousness of Chen Xiangwen, Jiang Peiling and others noticed the person coming.

One by one stood up excitedly and bowed respectfully.

In an instant, no one was standing at the two tables at the foot of the mountain.

At that time, Chen Ping disappeared under the "coercion" of the palace master of the ghost palace and Xu Lingzun.

The Yuan Yan League recovered the archipelago like a broken bamboo.

Later, Ke Yi took them to Wuxianghai.

Although Chen Xiangwen and others are unwilling to leave their hometown, they have no choice for the future of the younger generation.

Over the years, everyone has been worried about the safety of their ancestors.

Until seeing Chen Ping again, the hanging heart was completely let go at this moment.

"Chen Ping of the Yuan Yan League came uninvited, fellow Taoist Wang Zhenzong, please forgive me."

While flying, Chen Ping said loudly while keeping his eyes on the ground.

The sound was so powerful that it quickly enveloped most of the Phaseless Spirit Mountain.

……

Then, he nodded briefly to Chen Xiangwen, Chen Ping did not exchange greetings with his acquaintances, and continued to move forward without hesitation.

For a moment, the eyes of countless people all shot to the foot of the mountain again.

The Yuanyan League newly incorporated by Zhenzong has such a big backer!
The Nascent Souls who had previously had ulterior motives turned pale with fright, thinking about how to make amends.

"Ancestor!"

The eyes of the cultivators of the Yuan Yan League were moist, and an indescribable pride burst out of their chests.

The Wuxiangzhen sect treats them well.

But the spine is not there, and everyone's backs are not straight!
"I'll tell you, he'll come."

Chen Xiangwen stroked his white beard and repeated over and over again.

……

"At the foot of the mountain, there are at least thirty fifth-level formations deployed."

Sensing the dense atmosphere of formation, Chen Ping frowned slightly.

The Wuxiangzhen school is famous all over the world for its way of formation.

The first practitioners of each generation may not necessarily be gifted in formations, but the Supreme Elders who are proficient in formations emerge in endlessly, without any faults.

"Boom"

At this moment, the power of the five elements mobilized from various places, poured into several formations, and formed several strong shields.

"Dare to stop me?"

Chen Ping snorted coldly, pressed hard with his right palm hidden in his sleeve robe, and a blue thunder ball faintly beat.

"Elder Qiu, no!"

"Chen Daoyou is a distinguished guest of this sect, Senior Brother Qiu, stop!"

Several voices were surprisingly consistent.

Then, several escaping lights of different colors shot out from the belly of Wuxiang Mountain, and stopped in front of Chen Ping.

Ke Yi, Feng Tianyu, Zuo Cangxing, Concubine Shu Mu who just returned, and a handsome middle-aged man with blue hair.

"you!"

In his heart, an old man in gray robe was taken aback, and hastily interrupted several array disks that were about to operate.

Qiu Yan, the peak master of the old generation of the Wuxiangzhen sect, has made achievements to the late Yuanying stage.

Before Concubine Shu Mu came to prominence, he had the control over dozens of large formations in the Zongmen's residence.

Just now, Chen Ping broke into Wuxiang Mountain aggressively, and he, who was in charge of security, naturally wanted to fight back.

Unexpectedly, several juniors and juniors of the sect all stopped him by coincidence.

He once thought that he was the one who broke the rules.

"Several fellow Taoists are safe and sound."

Seeing that the fluctuations of the formation disappeared and became invisible, Chen Ping clasped his fists one by one with a slightly calm expression.

Ke Yi in the mid-Yuanying period was a friend he met in the archipelago.

Not to mention Feng Tianyu, Shu Mufei, Zuo Cangxing, they are too familiar.

As for the blue-haired middle-aged man, it is Feng Wandai, Feng Tianyu's grandfather.

It is said that when he was young, he had all the good friends in the world and caused a lot of trouble for Zhenzong.

"Talk about it later!"

Chen Ping stretched out his palm and shouted to stop the courteous Feng Tianyu.

He knows exactly what this son is up to.

Without the spirit of Nascent Soul of the monk who seized the house, the spiritual power of the bitter spirit root cannot be perfected.

Of course Feng Tianyu was impatient.

……

"Xu Daoqing can really hold his breath."

Glancing towards the great hall on the top of the mountain, Chen Ping's expression turned dark.

After he made such a big commotion, it would be too shameless for someone surnamed Xu to put on airs of Huashen Zun.

Turning the storage ring in his hand, he had the urge to throw away the gift.

"drive!"

All of a sudden, he flew to the top of the mountain as if there was no one else around.

Zhen Zong Yuanying all smiled wryly, and followed closely step by step.

They believed that they had a close relationship with Chen Ping.

If it really comes to the point where the sword is on the verge of breaking out, the two sides still have room for relaxation and mediation.

……

"Yin Daoyou?"

On the table next to a spiritual spring on the mountainside, a big Nascent Soul man said strangely.

Beside him, sat a lonely and cold man in luxurious robes.

The Lord of the Yin Kingdom, Yin Xuanye, is the famous puppet master of the sea!

This person's natal puppet is a five-way grain elixir with extraordinary combat power.

At this table, the monks sitting are all vassal masters of the formation sect.

And Yin Xuanye is the leader among them.

In the past, Xu Daoqing also relied on him quite a bit.

What surprised all the cultivators was that since Chen Ping appeared, Yin Xuanye seemed to have lost his soul, opening and closing his mouth, feeling extremely nervous.

"Yin Daoyou also knows that Zhenjun Yuanyan is not a magnanimous person?"

Suddenly, a male cultivator with a sword on his back took a mouthful of red monster meat and laughed lightly.

"For the sake of fighting against the abyss of the rift valley in the past, please save me, Liang Daoyou, and I would like to thank you with a hundred top-quality spirit stones."

Yin Xuanye trembled all over, as if he had found a log in the flood, and begged.

"The old man himself owes friendship to Chen Daoyou, I'm sorry."

Shrugging, Liang Yingzhuo said expressionlessly.

"Yin Daoyou, why don't you give the spirit stone directly to me."

At this moment, a long sigh of emotion sounded, and then, a huge spiritual pressure fell straight down.

After another flash, the space collapsed violently, and a huge puppet roared and appeared.

"He really remembered what happened back then..."

Yin Xuanye's complexion changed drastically, and his hands and feet were instantly icy cold.

"Friend Liang Daoist."

First he gave Liang Yingzhuo a slight nod, then Chen Ping turned his gaze and locked on to a person.

Memories go back hundreds of years.

At that time, he had just broken through to the Golden Core Great Cultivator, and headed to Lanyue Island in high spirits, intending to join the human army to eradicate Yinling.

But as soon as he left the teleportation hall, he was enveloped by a vast energy.

At that time, Yin Xuanye was already a high-ranking Nascent Soul mid-stage powerhouse.

After a few tricks, although it was a test, it really beat him to shame.

In the end, if Liang Yingzhuo hadn't drawn his sword to help him, he might have been severely injured by this person.

If it was just like this, with Chen Ping's mind, he wouldn't be able to hold grudges for so long.

Later, when he entered the abyss of the Rift Valley, Tuobaqian, a ghost clan, cast spells to attack him.

Old Demon Yin was obviously able to help resist one or two, but secretly retreated with a sniper arrow.

This enmity is not small.

It is true that Chen Ping is not allowed to be more ruthless and ferocious than Yin Laomo.

However, understanding belongs to understanding, and it is absolutely impossible to wipe out all grievances with a smile.

"Tuoba Qian has been killed by my own hands."

Chen Ping was condescending, and said calmly: "You Daoist Yin, don't you think you still live in Hedong?"

"Senior Chen, please forgive me."

Yin Xuanye's face collapsed, and he bowed to apologize.

After many years, he was still in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

But the other party is already a top-notch half-step transformation god.

The supernatural powers of the two are not at the same level at all.

"You should have heard a little about the deeds of this seat in the archipelago. Now you dare to enter the mountain as a guest. Tell me, what are your plans?"

With a slight smile, Chen Ping said with his eyes moving.

Maybe Yin Xuanye didn't know that he was comparable to the early stage of God Transformation.

But he had no reason to be ignorant of his achievements in beheading fifth-order peak monsters and the young master of the ghost palace.

After all, the Yuan Yan League has all moved to the outer seas.

With Yin Xuanye's temperament, he can understand it after a little inquiring.

Could it be because of Xu Daoqing's protection?

The corners of Chen Ping's eyes shrank, and when he was about to speak, his ears moved slightly.

"Oh? Fellow Daoist Yin didn't deceive me?"

Looking at Yin Xuanhua with a humble expression, Chen Ping said with great interest.

"How dare you go down."

Yin Xuanhua said with awe in his heart.

"Take this seat's move, regardless of life or death."

After thinking for two breaths, Chen Pingchong pointed to the surroundings.

"Swish"

"Swish"

Rows of dense giant trees rose from the sky, and the endless leaves fell like a rainstorm, turning into dense Zhang Xu Jianguang, poking at Yin Xuanhua in unison.

"Chen Daoyou show mercy!"

Seeing this power, several Zhenzong Yuanying immediately mobilized their spiritual power to stop it.

Today is the day of great joy for the sect's first cultivation.

Chen Ping killed his subordinate Nascent Soul here, where should Xu Daoqing's face be put?

"Dear friends of Zhenzong, wait a moment, this old man is willing to bet his life with Senior Chen."

Unexpectedly, Yin Xuanhua stopped the protection of Feng Wandai and others.

Then, water-blue ripples appeared on his body, and he flew towards the sword field on his own initiative.

Regardless of his life or death, Chen Ping pointed his finger down, and a seven-colored sword floated out of nowhere, carrying him towards the main hall on the top of the mountain.

"Is the monk from the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce missing?"

His consciousness swept around, and Chen Ping's cold eyes gradually fell on the sea people.

Yun Qiurong and others took refuge in the Royal Court of the Sea Clan.

This is the information he learned a long time ago.

But today, none of the remnants of the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce has come, which is rather strange.

……

"Husband!"

Shen Wanwan looked at the man's face for a moment, and for a while, there was nothing in her eyes anymore.

In a few flashes, the woman appeared in front of Chen Ping.

"Wanwan."

After Chen Ping spat out two words, he didn't say much else.

Compared with the two Taoist couples who passed away, Shen Wanwan's journey has been smoother many times.

Apart from a little longing in his heart, there was no disturbance at all.

"Night talk."

Chen Ping avoided the gaze of his Taoist companions, and took turns looking at the bodies of the forty strong men of various races on the top of the mountain.

"It's all first-class puppet embryos."

Secretly, Chen Ping commented in surprise.

If there were not too many foreign races, he really wanted to catch all the distinguished guests invited by Xu Daoqing.

Facing Chen Ping's rude behavior, the masters of the royal family of the sea clan, the giant spirit emperor and others snorted coldly.

"This place is full!"

Looking around, Chen Ping asked loudly with wild eyes:

"Xu Lingzun, where is Chen suitable?"

As soon as these words echoed, the breath of the high-level creatures present was immediately stagnated.

With a sixth-level puppet by his side, it is understandable not to take creatures of the same level into his eyes.

But Xu Daoqing is a true spiritual master.

Still in the lair of the Wuxiangzhen Sect.

This monk surnamed Chen is really too rampant!

Everyone was extremely quiet, preparing to watch a good show with their calculations in mind.

"bang"

"bang"

The next moment, the door of the Qingshi Temple, which had been closed all along, suddenly made a piercing sound.

From the dark crack of the door, a calm and childish voice spread to the outside world.

"The honorable seat is ready, fellow daoists, please take your seat!"

With the end of the sound, a group of gold, silver and purple charm patterns shot out from the cracks in the stone.

With a slight sway, the three-color halos changed indefinitely, and countless runes emerged from time to time.

Even the strongest of the half-step sixth-orders would feel dizzy after just staring at them for a while.

You can tell it's Xu Daoqing's supernatural power at a glance!
Behind this spirit pattern, a giant chair is vaguely suspended.

"Weigh whether I have the qualifications?"

Chen Ping understood Xu Daoqing's deep meaning, and suddenly flicked his sleeve robe, a white glow as wide as a waterfall shot out, aiming fiercely at the talisman and rushing away.

"Disperse!"

The voice of a child in the hall sounded again.

The group of three-color charms immediately flashed with inspiration and turned into countless golden branches.

After a circle, they headed towards Chen Ping's overwhelming cover.

Half of the Phaseless Mountain is shining with golden light.

"Golden Rules!"

Seeing that the opponent's momentum was so huge, it was like an attack from heaven and earth, even Chen Ping was secretly shocked.

Immediately, his face darkened and he rubbed his hands together.

The sword energy in the Caitian Immortal Sword surged out.

Then it condensed in the middle, and directly turned into a white unicorn hundreds of feet high, and rushed straight to the golden branch.

In an instant, densely packed, layer after layer of golden shadows covered the sky and the sun, almost drowning the sword energy in it.

The sword-qi unicorn let out a cry and circled around.

Countless golden branches trembled and froze in the halo.

It turned into wisps of air in a flash, and disappeared without a trace.

"What does Xu Daoqing mean?"

Chen Ping, who was about to use supernatural powers, raised his eyebrows unexpectedly by parrying the blow of transforming gods relatively easily.

He had fought many times with sixth-order creatures, and he knew very well that Xu Daoqing didn't use his full strength.

However, the throne was close in front of him, Chen Ping spread his consciousness, and after not noticing the problem, he sat on it in a blink of an eye.

"Please come in, Chen Daoyou, and sit with the deity."

Xu Daoqing's words once again triggered a tsunami in Wuxiang Mountain.

Lingzun praised fellow Taoist!

What this means is self-evident.

Shen Wanwan, Chen Xiangwen, Liang Yingzhuo and other archipelago monks all looked excited and proud.

"I'd better be a wine seller."

Bao Jingge felt a chill in his heart, thankful that he hadn't stalked Shen Wanwan before.

……

"wheeze"

The moment Chen Ping sat on the throne, a golden hurricane emerged out of thin air.

As if surrounded by crowds, they circled into the central hall.

Then, the palace door slowly closed.

A tyrannical seal that prevents the detection of spiritual consciousness shines brightly.

In the endless darkness, Chen Ping remained vigilant.

Although he and Xu Daoqing had no life-and-death enmity, he was a little unclear about this person.

"Chen Ping, we have been friends for a long time, but this seems to be the first time we have met in person."

In the upper part, a soul boy carved with exquisite jade carvings jumped from a high place with his hands on his hands.

"Friend Daoist Xu..."

Chen Ping moved his lips, and just when he was about to reply, his face suddenly turned cold, and the black water in his pupils swirled wildly.

On the beam and pillar, a palm-sized gray shadow gradually became clear.

"Hey, your soul power is obviously not as good as this emperor, why did you discover the existence of this emperor in an instant?"

The next moment, the gray figure shook slightly, and said with a bit of surprise.

(Updated tomorrow, my eyes are a bit sore, I finished writing more than 7000 before I knew it, I originally planned to write 4000, sweat.)
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