Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 707 Nine Deaths Without Regrets, Fengtianyu, Yujian Chengfeng Chen Laomo (Thank you for reading and sharing the book, the world boss)
"Cultivators like me must focus on life-saving supernatural powers."

Chen Ping slowly moved his eyes, looking at the starry sky technique.

It is precisely this technique that has been used to extract chestnuts from the fire several times.

And the starry sky technique on the third floor is occasionally interrupted by the rules of high-level creatures.

Further training is imminent.

Since he has thoughts about the fragments of the Pill Immortal Picture, he must not escape slower than Old Freak Xu.

Otherwise, it is only worthy of eating ashes and jumping feet behind this person.

"30 yuan of sixth-order ore should be enough, I hope you don't need to use seventh-order ore."

Chen Ping asked himself uncertainly.

The exchange price of the starry sky technique is several times that of the other treasure techniques!
And the amount of ore is not clear.

He only estimated thirty sixth-order ores according to the rules of the previous layers.

Maybe less, maybe more.

As for Tier [-] ore...

In a corner of the golden bead space, there are densely packed ore essences of various colors.

A full 59 yuan!

Feng Tianyu, inviting all races of Fancang to participate in the trade fair, and eradicating several demon sects and alien forces in the central sea area, as well as the giant spirit Canghuang in the Great Yi Realm, all contributed a lot.

It was much more than that.

However, when creating the magic weapon for crossing the catastrophe, part of it was consumed by the great master Pu Lingzun.

Apart from being a little bit annoyed, Chen Ping didn't have much murderous intentions.

Since he set foot on the road, he can be said to have great respect for artists.

One is that he himself is a master of the puppet way, so it is too much to earn resources without conscience?

What's more, the many heaven-reaching spiritual treasures of the Zhoutian Wanjue Sword Formation have to rely on Pu Daoyou's hard work to refine them.

After the two got close, if the one surnamed Pu didn't give a cost price, it would be a big problem with his character.

……

After sacrificing 34 pieces of sixth-order ore in a row, Chen Ping finally got a sycamore sky leaf.

The fourth layer of Starry Sky Art within close proximity!

At the same time, what worries him is that the starry sky technique on the next level, using Tier [-] ore is no longer effective.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Ping slowly walked to the floor cover of Shuangxiu Baoyu.

He has always had doubts about the exchange value of various treasures in the golden bead.

Can't figure out the rules at all!
Some treasures that are very precious to him are very cheap.

And something simply doesn't live up to its own worth.

In layman's terms, there is no standard definition.

For example, the two thousand strands of Yin-Yang Xuanhuang Qi in Shuangxiu Baoyu actually need to be exchanged for four pieces of seventh-order ore.

With the yin and yang rules mastered by the great fox demon Qingqiu Youyou, wouldn't it be possible to condense them in more than twenty years?

"Could it be..."

A flash of inspiration flashed in Chen Ping's mind, and he remembered the scene where he wasted resources in the Four Elements Heaven after he became a new Spiritual Venerable.

Although they are worthless individually, their combined value exceeds the net worth of an early Nascent Soul cultivator!

But he didn't care at all.

For some resources that are too troublesome to change spirit stones, you can do whatever you want.

According to this idea, the imitation of the treasure method, the kun fish fin, the opening treasure, and even the clone of the eighth-order material.

In the eyes of the former golden bead device, is it also a worthless rag?
If they are all regarded as junk, why bother to distinguish the value one by one!
"The golden bead may surpass the treasure of the opening, it has the qualifications to despise things below the ninth level."

Feeling the smell of wine and meat and frozen bones, Chen Ping's thoughts were withdrawn from Jin Zhu.

He has always had a guess that needs to be confirmed first.

……

"My soul path has been sloughed off, and the strength of my supernatural power has increased dramatically. This proves that the gap between the rules is like the star sea and the stream water."

Twirling a dark yellow spot the size of a grain of rice in his hand, Chen Ping's eyes froze.

This is a wisp of mysterious yellow energy that Qingqiu Youyou refined using the yin and yang rules.

Is there any difference between this and the mysterious yellow energy obtained by cultivating treasure technique?
Can't tell from the surface.

After deliberating for a while, Chen Ping opened his mouth slightly, forcing the dark yellow light into the spiritual root.

After a few breaths, he frowned unconsciously.

His spiritual consciousness has only permanently increased by less than half a foot.

really!

Qingqiu Youyou doesn't have the yin and yang rules of a slough, so the effect is not good.

And the yin-yang mysterious yellow energy produced by Xuannv's Dianfeng Gong is probably the result of a slough.

"It seems that in the realm of transforming gods or even higher, the transformation of rules is the most important thing."

After pondering for a long time, Chen Ping made a conclusion.

The three-legged peacock in the blood, the suspected eighth-level creature has only lost its second soul!

What a concept.

It is still several times more difficult to increase the maximum realm!
You know, the three-legged peacock, like the Wraith Skylark, is a natural soul master.

It is absolutely certain that it is comparable to the fake Taiyi spiritual root.

……

Golden Pearl Space.

Chen Ping stood for a long time, and then ruled out the Immortal Thunder Technique.

Two pieces of seventh-order ore are not many.

But he suspects that the last level of the immortal thunder method may not be able to bear it with ordinary lightning-attribute Tongtian Lingbao.

"The quality of this Thunder Seal Drum is mediocre. Boy Chen, you have to be careful when using it. If it exceeds the limit and explodes in your body, the old man will not be responsible."

These are the exact words that Pu Lingzun warned after the Tongtian Lingbao was born that day.

And Chen Ping took this into consideration.

"With my current puppet refining ability, it is very difficult to deal with the eighth-order fairy lotus root."

Immediately afterwards, he gave up the Daozi avatar.

"Supernatural powers are the foundation, and auxiliary items such as magic weapons can be pressed back."

Immediately, Chen Ping removed the imitation of the Dutian coral seal.

After lingering for a stick of incense between the Taiyi Yan Shenfa and Shuangxiu Baoyu, he stretched out his hand and smashed the ore essence to the floor cover.

……

At this moment, Hao Yuhai is thousands of miles away from Tianyan Continent.

The western border of the Fancang sea area.

The blue formation in the center of Wuxiang Island is dazzling, like a blazing sun-like aura that circulates indefinitely.

This magic circle fully covered half of the island, and the whole body was made of pieces of ice crystal jade.

Each piece of jade is engraved with colorful runes.

Ke Yi, Du Qinyi, Feng Wandai and more than a dozen formation masters sat solemnly beside the formation, pouring streams of mana and curse seals into the formation continuously.

This is the only sixth-level formation inherited by the sect, and it is famous.

Once chopped into pieces the body of the sixth-order old demon emperor.

But even such a powerful defense force is crumbling under the attack of the green magic fire in the sky, and it is in danger.

The outermost ordinary restrictions have already melted and disintegrated.

The spirit light pierced through the sky continuously, and the ground collapsed and trembled.

In front of the main palace of Wuxiang Mountain.

A short boy in green robe looked up.

There are only two figures in the terrifying demon fire attacking the formation sect.

However, just these two are enough to bring disaster to the Wuxiangzhen Sect!

"The cause and effect at the beginning has been confirmed hundreds of years later."

Xu Daoqing, the patriarch of Zhenzong, had no expression on his face, and there was no wave in his eyes.

Back then, Xie Lingzun was intercepted and killed by a mid-sixth-order immortal descendant on his way back to the central sea area.

Flee to Zhenzong, begging for asylum.

He joined forces with Chen Ping and Feng Tianyu to repel the power of the immortal descendant, and formed a bridge from then on.

The past few hundred years have been peaceful, and Xu Daoqing originally thought that the crisis had passed.

But unexpectedly, the danger of life and death still came.

If it wasn't for the warning from the weapon spirit in Tongtian Lingbao, he activated the sixth-level formation in time, and the mountains would have been devastated.

However, the array defense can't protect much time.

Condescending, the two looked down at Wuxiang Island indifferently.

Immortal wind Tao bone person, immortal descendant powerful, sixth-order middle stage!
The person wearing the two-color gossip Taoist robe is a human monk, and his realm is also in the middle stage of transforming gods.

The eyes of the two sixth-orders were cold, and the creatures all over the mountain, including Xu Daoqing, who was in the early stage of transformation, seemed to disdain them in their eyes.

"The power of Taiyi Xianzong!"

Xu Daoqing's mouth was bitter.

It seems that the mastermind behind chasing and killing Yuanshi Jiange Jie Lingzun was none other than the number one sect of the Central Sea Human Clan, Taiyi Immortal Sect!

"Old Ancestor, Senior Sister Shu, Senior Sister Shen, and several true biography have all been sent away safely."

Elder Du Qinyi flew to report.

Hearing this, Xu Daoqing nodded slightly.

The only fortunate thing is that he listened to Chen Ping's suggestion before leaving, and opened a long-distance random teleportation array at any time inside the array sect.

At least some sect fire can be kept.

"Mr. Nephew Du, you should go too. After getting away, hide your name and don't think about revenge."

Xu Daoqing ordered lightly.

This Martial Nephew Du was trapped at the peak of the Golden Core and almost collapsed, and it was extremely difficult to break through the Nascent Soul.

His formation talent is quite good, and he is one of the inheritors of Taoism in Xu Daoqing's mind.

"Report to the ancestor!"

Du Qinyi knelt down on one knee and said, "Frequently opening the long-distance teleportation array has exhausted the treasure house and the top-quality spirit stones bestowed by the ancestors."

"The nephew can't leave."

"The nephew is also unwilling to leave!"

Xu Daoqing helped him up, patted his shoulder, and didn't say a word.

Du Qinyi went down the mountain and returned to the eye of the formation.

Several senior brothers smiled at him.

"The old man is suddenly very hungry!"

Yuanying Feng Wandai rubbed his chin and said: "Junior brothers, although some of the precious fruits in the medicine garden were taken away by Junior Sister Shu, most of them are still left. Why don't you roll them to satisfy your cravings!"

"Senior Brother Feng's words are very clever, you can't take advantage of others at this time!"

Du Qinyi, Ke Yi and other Xius all agreed.

The power of the formation immediately poured into the mountains.

In a short while, a bunch of cherished fifth- and sixth-order spiritual grasses and spirit flowers flew into the eye of the formation.

Even half are immature.

"Haha, I'm not afraid of the jokes of my juniors, Lao Feng, I have been coveting this sixth-order vermilion fruit for a long time, but my ancestor rejected it on the grounds that it is not yet ripe."

Feng Wandai picked off the green and astringent fruits one by one, and chewed them in his mouth.

"sweet!"

When the medicine dissipated, he couldn't stop laughing wildly.

"Boom!"

The next moment, under the bombardment of a hundred-mile-long five-clawed green dragon phantom, the sixth-level formation was shattered inch by inch.

The array flags and disks placed everywhere burst at the same time, turning into nothingness.

The "Patron Saint" of Zhenzong was destroyed.

"Reunion in reincarnation."

"Junior brothers, go all the way!"

Several Zhenzong Yuanying looked at each other and smiled, and stood up with their heads held high.

They are like standing sculptures, their souls are flying away.

After the powerful spells of the Immortal Race defeated the formation, they scattered the souls of all the cultivators.

……

Hilltop Palace.

"Little friend Liang..."

Xu Daoqing turned his head, frowning.

Not far from him, a cultivator in white robe with a sword on his back stood calmly.

The snow-white gown was not dyed at all.

The jade sword behind it shines brightly.

Liang Yingzhuo is now the first repairer of the Yuanyan Alliance.

For Chen Ping's sake, he specifically told Nephew Du to arrange for this person to get away first.

Unexpectedly, this stubborn swordsman did not teleport away.

"The younger generation guards Wuxiang on behalf of the leader Chen, and is willing to share the same relatives with the seniors and die with the noble family."

Liang Yingzhuo's expression was calm, and he said every word.

As soon as the words fell, suddenly, a sword qi containing the will of the heart clamored straight up, wrapping his figure uncertainly.

"Your Majesty?"

Xu Daoqing shook his head, and said in a hoarse voice, "Nephew Liang, you're out of touch."

"Boom!"

At this moment, there was a continuous roar, and the last few formations fell apart.

Everything in the mountains is exposed.

……

"Hehe, what I hate the most in my life is sword repair!"

The Taoist in a two-color gossip robe gave a cold sweep, and then waved his hand.

A black and white vortex covering the sky and the sun was instantly formed, exuding a holy brilliance throughout.

In another flash, it fell directly into Liang Yingzhuo's body.

"The sword will last forever!"

Liang Yingzhuo let out a long howl, where the black and white vortex entered, the dim light was dim, and his body and the void merged into one.

And as soon as the endless sword energy touched the two gods, it immediately turned into light arrows and disappeared forever.

Xu Daoqing didn't come to rescue, let alone take the opportunity to escape.

He, who has not much life left, has never thought of abandoning the sect.

What makes it sad and ridiculous is that the Wuxiangzhenzong survived the beast tide and repelled the demon emperor, but in the end it was cut off in the hands of the mighty human race.

"die!"

The immortal old man pressed his palms, and the five-clawed green dragon, which was originally just a faint phantom, suddenly emerged with countless blood threads in its body, intertwined violently.

With just one breath, a terrifying aura gushes out from Wuxiang Island.

Lifting the Qinglong demon claw, it aimed at Xu Daoqing and grabbed it thickly.

Layers of shields were shattered.

Xu Daoqing turned pale, and was smashed into the ruins of a collapsed palace.

"Xu escorted his Taoist companion away. With his character, after the murder weapon is completed, he should pursue it to the end and ask Taiyi Xianzong and the Xianyi clan to pay with blood!"

"The kid Feng Tianyu is also in Huafan and hasn't returned for nearly 200 years..."

"Although Xu can't forgive the ancestors of the past generations, the Wuxiangzhen Sect will never be destroyed!"

Xu Daoqing laughed out loud.

The sharp golden cone shot up suddenly, and rushed to kill the five-clawed green dragon.

"It's just a weak early stage of transformation."

Seeing his fellow immortal descendants easily overwhelm his opponent, the gossip Taoist fell indifferently.

A vast and boundless black and white wheel instantly submerged the Phaseless Mountain Range.

……

"Boom!"

Soon, a shock wave surged away from the top of the mountain.

All the buildings and forests in the upper part were blown up and destroyed.

"He blew himself up?"

After Taoist Bagua casually melted hundreds of disciples of Zhenzong, his consciousness circled over.

"Unfortunately, this person doesn't have the Soul Dao Tongtian Lingbao that attacked me back then."

The immortal old man walked out of the messy space, unscathed.

"This small sect has just passed on a group of disciples, and there are very few resources in the treasury."

When the huge Wuxiang Island returned to silence, the Bagua Taoist and his fellow immortals met.

Ordinary things are ignored by both of them.

However, Tongtian Lingbao is still extremely attractive.

It's a pity that the first cultivator of Zhenzong has distributed the treasures to his disciples.

"One Taiyi Spiritual Root, one Bitter Spiritual Root, the two who will suffer the most are not dead."

The immortal old man's eyes were cold, and he said with a little fear.

"In front of my Taiyi Xianzong, the special spiritual root can't make waves!"

With a sneer, the gossip Taoist said, "However, it would be better to kill him in advance."

"It took such a high price to invite Diaolong Yaohuang to defend the Jiange Pavilion Master. The resources in this small sea area can just be replenished by half."

"The remnants of the Wuxiangzhen sect will be dealt with by this sect, and you don't need to worry about it, fellow daoist!"

After listening, the immortal old man nodded slightly.

He was invited to go to Haoyuhai to participate in the war. After hundreds of years, it was time for the Hui people to take a look.

"That group of arrogant and boundless sword cultivators really think that they can fight against our coalition forces by themselves?"

The Bagua Taoist snorted coldly, and left the Formless Sea with a few flashes.

……

Within a few years.

The news of the Phaseless Array Sect's demise spread throughout the Fancang sea area.

As the Zhenzong was the most powerful force in the human race for ten thousand years, this matter is undoubtedly a sad news.

For a while, all the monks of Fancang were in danger and gloomy.

Yuanyan Islands.

In the ruins of the Floating City that was destroyed hundreds of years ago, several small towns were newly established.

Do not doubt the reproductive ability of the human race.

No matter how harsh the environment is, as long as it is not a desperate situation, the human race will take root and sprout like that vigorous weed.

In a restaurant opened by mortals.

The young man with handsome facial features sat alone at a table and had already emptied dozens of wine jars beside him.

Neither the waiter nor the manager dared to talk too much to persuade him to leave.

After binge drinking for two days and two nights without getting drunk, this young man is obviously an immortal master!

What's more, a few pieces of spirit stones randomly thrown by others are enough to sell the entire small shop.

until the tenth day.

Young people are still binge drinking one cup after another.

The manager of the restaurant gritted his teeth and notified the guarding immortal master of Fuyou Town.

A big man in the foundation period.

But after the guarding immortal master took a look, he left in a hurry with a chill in his body.

No. On the 20th, a ray of light descended from the sky.

An old man with a white beard appeared.

I heard that this person is the master who guards the immortal master, a great power of Yuan Dan who is like a land fairy!
Something horrifying happened.

"Sang Jingyao, the chief cultivator of the Fuyou Sea Territory, pays my respects to senior."

Seeing that the old Taoist had just stepped into the restaurant, he immediately prostrated himself on the ground in unconcealed horror, his body trembling unceasingly.

"Has the Yuanyan Islands fallen to this point?"

The handsome monk stood up staggeringly, and said drunkenly: "Boy, now that you have rebuilt your home, you should practice hard to live up to the sacrifices of your ancestors."

"Zhenjun Yuanyan is my friend, don't underestimate his name, otherwise he will beat you to death!"

The handsome monk smiled idiotically, and with the strong smell of alcohol, his figure disappeared without a trace.

"Is he really a monk of the same generation as Zhenjun Yuanyan?"

The old Taoist trembled all over, and knelt down respectfully.

……

"He should have transformed into a god too."

Traveling through the black sand and flowing sea, the handsome monk instantly regained consciousness.

The third penance practiced, and finally became a god more than ten years ago.

After the Wuxiangzhen sect was destroyed, Feng Tianyu hid everywhere, and at the same time looked for the whereabouts of a person.

Unfortunately, even in the Yuanyan Islands, there is no trace of that person.

"What, you have just become a God of Transformation, so you forced your way there and narrowly escaped death!"

Between the wrists, a strong thought was conveyed from a spirit beast bracelet.

"I have suffered for thousands of years, why should I be afraid of mere danger?"

Feng Tianyu's expression remained unchanged, his decision was made.

"Your friend is really as powerful as you said, it's better to look for him again."

Inside the spirit beast bracelet, a transparent cicada shadow floated.

"The Wuxiangzhen Sect doesn't have a deep relationship with him. I'm not sure if he will help."

Shaking his head, Feng Tianyu's eyes flashed with determination, and said: "Besides, the price of asking him for help is not small, so I must go there!"

"I don't want you to spend the rest of your life in revenge."

The circle of light around Chan Ying distorted, and said in a mournful voice.

"You know my identity."

Lowering his eyes, then raising his head, Feng Tianyu looked at the clouds in the black sand and flowing sea, and said solemnly: "The new head cultivator of the Wuxiangzhen Sect, Feng Tianyu, will never regret it!"

What responded to him was the singing of cicadas that gradually became inaudible.

……

"Ding ding dong dong"

The waterfall hit the boulder, and the water splashed.

Not long after, a white light flashed at the entrance of the central hole, and a man in purple robe landed instantly, floating above the water.

"All the supernatural powers that can be improved have been reached to the extreme. It's time to go out and communicate with fellow Taoists in Tianyan Continent."

The purple-robed man twisted his neck, and patted the huge fin on his back.

The pond water with a radius of tens of miles disappeared upside down in the blink of an eye.

After breaking through to transform into a god, Chen Ping retreated for fifty years.

Accompanying magic weapons such as Taiyi Xuanji Sword and Caitian Immortal Sword have also recovered their spirituality long ago.

With a leap in cultivation, the refinement speed of the Kunyu's fins also soared.

He even faintly felt that the power of spatial rules contained in the fins was approaching a certain node.

The degree of metamorphosis is about to come!
Of course, the rules of space are not the rules of his own perception.

If you want to really slough, you have to wait until before and after refining the fins to completely refine the fins.

"The Tianyan Continent is divided into more than 70 realms. Even if not every realm has sixth-order creatures, the total number of creatures in the entire continent will not be less than a hundred."

Chen Ping flicked his face and said secretly.

This is not without reason.

The human race is just one of the powerful races.

There are no less than a hundred known races.

Tianyan Continent covered at least half of it.

Even if some weak races do not have Tier [-], they can be compared with monster races, human races, and giant spirits, and the number is not small.

Of the trillions of beings of all races, there are always a very small number of people standing at the top.

As the saying goes, dragons do not keep company with snakes.

As the God of Transformation, he will hardly have any stories with the juniors under the Nascent Soul Realm.

At the same time, Chen Ping was very excited.

The more prosperous the cultivation world, the more suitable it is for him.

"Practice pills!"

At present, the sixth-grade elixir is the first problem facing Chen Ping.

In the past, no matter how scarce fifth-grade elixir was, there were still Erdaowen pills to take.

But now, he searched through the spoils, but only found a pitiful twenty or thirty grains, basically a defective product with a pattern.

It is estimated that it will take [-] to [-] years of hard work to break through the middle stage of the transformation of the gods!
This is still due to the increase of the Taiyi Linggen.

It's not hard to imagine how hard it is to practice in the stage of transforming into a god.

"Go out first and find out the results of Dinghai Palace in the Abyss of Dragon and Phoenix."

Chen Ping has been coveting the fragments of the Pill Immortal Picture for a long time, and he will not waste too much time in the Great Easy.

……

Qianfa Shengzong's resident.

High in the sky, a swiftly flying sword light pierced the sky.

After Chen Ping took away Lei Jiao who had been waiting for him for decades, he did not go to Qianfazong.

The survival of the three uncles in the previous life meant that there was no coveted treasure in the cave where the golden bead was found.

Otherwise, Beidou Lingzun would be the first to let them go.

Although there are troubles for cultivators who transform souls to search for souls of Nascent Souls, it is not absolutely impossible.

However, before completely leaving the Great Easy Realm, Chen Ping still planned to visit the secret realm of the cave that fell in his previous life.

By the way, deal with the grievances with the three uncles.

Looking down at his dantian, Chen Ping frowned and sighed.

Now he is more and more suspicious that all this has something to do with Jin Zhu.

But so what if that is the case.

Throw away the golden bead angrily?
No, of course choose to forgive it.

Therefore, no matter what the truth is, only the three uncles will be implicated.

All these years, Chen Ping has been slow to resolve his past grievances, and there is a vague sympathy for his masters and uncles to live longer.

"It's still Zhongtian Outer Demon who is at ease, traveling through all realms to free the Tianjiao of all races."

Ever since he knew that the Outer Demon was an acquired creature, Chen Ping couldn't help yearning for it occasionally.

It should be a very interesting experience to peek at the long life of others and disintegrate the souls of the transcending catastrophe from the heart.

"What if one day you fall and become a foreign demon..."

As soon as Chen Ping had a thought, his expression changed immediately, and he counted "pa" and "pa" with his palm and mouth.

The cultivator of Huashen is already an existence that connects the world and masters the rules.

Some things still can't be said indiscriminately.

Then, Chen Ping concentrated on controlling the sword light, and fled towards the depths of the Great Difficulty.

After he left the customs, he got a piece of news from a Golden Core cultivator.

Ziwei Xingzong has been besieged by the giant spirit clan for five or six years, and is almost in a state of half-closed mountains.

"Friend Ziwei is an honest person!"

Chen Ping was speechless and distressed.

He asked Ziwei to get rid of the giant spirit clan in the Great Easy Realm, but he just said it casually.

Because under normal circumstances, who would believe his promise of a defamiliarized god?

If he clapped his hands and left after healed, and offended the sixth-order mid-stage Giant Spirit Emperor in Beichuan, Ziwei Xingzong would have nowhere to cry.

Since Lingzun Ziwei really listened to his instigation, he got into trouble with the more powerful Giant Spirit Emperor.

He was inconvenient to stay out of it.

After all, the giant spirits were physically strong, and even if the puppets they created had no power of rules, they still moved his heart.

However, Chen Ping still doesn't know that Ziwei Xingzong's disaster has nothing to do with him.

……

Crape Myrtle Mountains.

Six light blue pillars of light stood between the veins, releasing strands of starlight to each other, and enveloping the surroundings for thousands of miles together.

On the main peak lined with palaces.

"Whoosh!"

A figure in a state of embarrassment fell from the shield.

The Taoist robe on his body immediately shattered into hundreds of pieces, and there was an astonishing bloody handprint on his chest, more than half a foot deep.

It seemed that all the ribs under it had been turned into powder, but there was a strange state in which a trace of blood did not flow out.

"Uncle Master!"

On the jade platform, seven or eight Nascent Soul cultivators looked panicked and hurried forward to help.

"The Giant Spirit Emperor's rule of force is too strong, breaking the space and intercepting my escape light is easy!"

The old man's hair was disheveled, his face was abnormally pale, and the copper lotus in his hand was extremely dim.

"Roar!"

Outside the formation, thousands of giant spirits roared excitedly.

Looking at it at a glance, the densely packed eyes opened and closed, which was daunting.

"Ziwei old man, I want to see how long this restrictive formation can hold back!"

Among the group of giant spirits, a giant spirit that was obviously several times taller and stronger sneered in the air.

The figure of this giant spirit is like a fortress, leaping across two mountains!

With a slight twitch of its arms, the space with a radius of tens of miles immediately crumbled to powder.

"Greed is at work!"

After failing to break through several times, Lingzun Ziwei regretted not falling.

He didn't have the guts to wipe out the giant spirit clan in the Great Easy Realm.

But he fell in love with a fifth-order spirit mountain. With the giant spirit Canghuang already fallen, after several considerations, he ordered his disciples to slaughter the giant spirit branch occupying the spirit mountain.

Originally, with Lingshan in hand, Ziwei Xingzong was already satisfied.

Unexpectedly, the leader of the giant spirit branch, an early fifth-order giant spirit king who was killed, was a non-direct bloodline of Emperor Haohuang in the Beichuan realm.

Not long after, Emperor Hao led his people to suppress the border and surrounded Ziwei Xingzong.

"If it weren't for this star's prohibition formation..."

Lingzun Ziwei felt a chill in her heart.

Although the defense of the Star Restriction Formation is strong, the resources devoured can be described as terrifying.

After persisting for five or six years, the sect was stretched.

For at most two years, with Emperor Hao's supernatural powers, he can completely break through the defense of the restraining formation.

"Roar!"

The roar of giant spirits all over the mountains and plains caused thunder and rolling, which made Ziwei Xingzong terrified.

"Who was it that killed Emperor Cang that day!"

After the giant spirit Emperor Hao severely injured Ziwei Spirit Venerable with one blow, his huge body slowly floated over.

However, at the moment it moved in the void, a strong aura that blinded its giant eyes came from outside the sky.

"Whoosh!"

A bunch of gorgeous purple and green sword light kept shuttling back and forth as if entering a no-man's land.

One head, two heads, three heads...

In an instant, the bodies of six or seven hundred giant spirits fell down.

Those sword qi did not decrease but increased, and the rapid burst of spiritual light came from outside the mountain layer by layer, engulfing the Ziwei mountain range.

The Ziqing long sword flew obliquely.

A fuzzy purple-robed man half-lyed on the sword body, his eyes slightly closed.

"Yu Jian rides the wind, and I am the only immortal!"

Hearing the purple-robed man raised his head, the boundless sword energy suddenly shrank and squeezed towards the giant spirit Haohuang.

"Emperor Cang was slaughtered by Benxiu, Your Excellency intends to use his life to seek justice for the clansmen?"

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