Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 717 Celebrating the birthday, Bai Su strikes (7.3K thanks to the lord of Shangxian Qitian)
Four yuan heavy sky, yellow sand billowing.

A yellow-toothed skull with a radius of hundreds of miles hides in it, breathing black wind from its mouth.

This fast-flying skeleton is dazzling in white and black.

There are densely packed ghost-head runes pouring out from the main body.

Every rune collided with the meteorite, and it would explode by itself after a roar.

The seemingly stable space was blown apart and collapsed.

The unique treasure of Hao Yuhai, the Skull of the City of Sea Spirits!

No, this ship has now been renamed "Tongtian".

Today, the three pillars of the Tongtian Pavilion are all in the city of Hailing.

……

On a yellow tooth as big as an attic, Chen Ping stood with his hands behind his back.

The exposure of the real body to the Four Elements Heaven is extremely dangerous to the Nascent Soul cultivator.

But after transforming into a god, it is not difficult to fly horizontally and vertically in the sky.

It is rare to hear that the sixth-order creatures were seriously injured and killed by the supernatural phenomenon.

Chen Ping closed his eyes to feel, and released his spiritual consciousness upwards with all his strength.

Even though it has been suppressed by [-]%, the land of exploration has already "reached the top".

As if touching a soft membrane with strong elasticity.

No matter what he tried to break through, it was useless.

"Is this the power of the rules of the Great Thousand Realm itself, or is it a restriction arranged by the power of the Star Realm?"

Chen Ping frowned and thought.

Today is not what it used to be, and he can almost be said to be the strongest kind of creature in the Great Thousand Realm in the stage of transforming into a god.

Thinking and curiosity about secrets are naturally far beyond others.

If his guess is correct, breaking the barrier in the depths of the Four Elements Heaven should belong to the edge of the Star Realm.

The previous ascension channel was the weak point of the barrier.

Therefore, the moon, stars and this Great Thousand Realm are estimated to be in the same level.

It's just that they are isolated by a kind of restriction that even the monks of refining the virtual world can't break.

……

"Master."

There was a soft call from behind, and then, two figures flashed onto the Yellow Fang deck.

It is Pu Hanmo and Le Xin.

"The two pavilion friends have chosen the Dongfu?"

Chen Ping didn't look back, and smiled.

The city of Hailing has a radius of hundreds of miles, with a huge space and abundant aura.

He specially drew a top-level mountain range for the two masters to choose from.

"Already selected."

Pu Hanmo and Le Xin said in unison.

Both of them felt uncomfortable.

A few days ago, the Pavilion Master ordered the attack on the Corpse Heaven Realm, but they tried their best to dissuade them several times.

Now, the pavilion master asked them to choose to live in the cave for a long time, which means that the city of Hailing in Tongtian Pavilion may be opened frequently.

For a faction, traveling long distances is either doing business, or on the way to destroy the clan.

The skills of the two need to be displayed in a fixed environment, so naturally they don't like to make trouble.

……

"The Golden Boy Corpse Emperor of the Corpse Heaven Realm has been polished for three thousand years in the middle of the sixth level, and he may become a late-stage creature someday."

Turning around slowly, Chen Ping said loudly, "Tongtian Pavilion and Corpse Heaven Realm are in a situation of life and death."

"Instead of living by chance, it is better to take the initiative to attack and destroy the enemy in the palm of your hand."

The horoscope sums it up, killing the grass and roots to kill the risk.

"Even if the sixth level is lost in a row, the current Corpse Heaven Realm is still difficult to deal with."

Pu Hanmo got straight to the point.

Of course he and Le Xin knew the reason.

But the real body of the Golden Boy Corpse Emperor is an ancient demon worm with the blood of the ancestor.

The strength is stronger than that of the turtle corpse.

There are at least a few sixth-order corpse emperors in the Corpse Heaven Realm.

What's more, the corpse world is extremely closed.

The information that has been circulated is many years ago.

During this period, it is not impossible for more sixth-order corpses to be born.

"The pavilion master's supernatural powers are so powerful that it may not be a problem for one person to resist the golden boy's corpse."

Le Xin's eyes flashed, and he said tactfully: "But the old man and Pu Daoyou can at most contend with two corpse emperors at the beginning of the sixth level. What should we do with the remaining bear corpses?"

"The lair of the corpse clan spans two realms, and all the corpse emperors will not be crowded together to practice."

Waved his hand, Chen Ping said in relief.

Then, he looked at Le Xin with a smile: "Where is Bai Su's natal talisman?"

After hearing this, Pu Hanmo's eyes darkened.

It seems that the pavilion master is preparing to recruit that terrifying evil cultivator.

Le Xin thought for a moment and then shook her sleeves lightly, and a ball of red light shot out.

Clamping the light beam with two fingers, Chen Ping had a palm-sized talisman product in his hand.

The red light is shining, and a small and exquisite red bird keeps flying around on the surface.

……

"What a delicate talisman, could it be that fellow Daoist Bai Su made it himself?"

After looking at it for a while, Chen Ping asked.

The natal talisman belongs to the fifth-level talisman, and it is extremely difficult to draw.

"Bai Su has made a lot of achievements in talisman dao, but it's a pity that she was determined to practice and didn't spend too much time to improve the small way."

Le Xin nodded and replied.

"The Great Sage Talisman is really rare."

Chen Ping sighed and said with emotion.

All the arts of cultivation, including alchemy, refining, planting, formations, talismans, animal taming, forbidden methods, etc.

Only the top ten are relatively popular.

For many unpopular crafts, it may not be possible to find an inheritor in the whole world.

A talisman is very strange.

It is obviously extremely popular in low-level circles, but after Yuanying, there are very few fifth-level talismans circulated outside the world.

Chen Ping remembered that he had not used talismans to fight against the enemy for many years.

"Millions of years ago, the inheritance of talismans in this Great Thousand Realm seemed to have been interrupted once, and it is still in a state of decline."

"Especially the sixth-level talisman, there are very few people who are capable of refining it today."

The old Shi Pu Hanmo immediately solved Chen Ping's confusion when he opened his mouth.

"So, Fellow Daoist Bai Su is still a rare craftsman with rare talent!"

Chen Ping's eyes moved.

Strong and proficient in a small way, isn't he a copy of him?
"If it's called Shang Bai Su, the annihilation of the Corpse Heaven Realm is not a dream."

As Le Xin was speaking, the topic changed: "It's just that Bai Su has a strange temperament. After joining this pavilion, if the pavilion master can't suppress her, I'm afraid it will be hard to get over it."

Although he has a very good personal relationship with Bai Su, he is nothing compared to the overall interests of Tongtian Pavilion.

"The special spiritual root plus the spiritual body is still in the middle stage of transformation, so it is indeed extremely difficult to control."

Chen Ping was talking to himself, and suddenly stared at Le Xin, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "If Bai Su violated the bottom line of the pavilion master, Master Le Xin wouldn't turn to her, would he?"

Hearing this, Le Xin shook her body and shook her head hesitantly.

Then, his figure disappeared on the deck.

Pu Hanmo stepped forward and said cautiously: "Pavilion Master, Bai Su has offended the largest human force in the Eastern Region, accepting her is tantamount to declaring war with the Seven Luminaries Sect!"

"No way, the Qiyao Sect has a great career, so how could they fight to the death with our group of lonely souls and wild ghosts!"

With a faint smile, Chen Ping said calmly:

"Besides, the first cultivator of this sect may not be able to win the Tongtian Pavilion!"

With these words echoing in his ears, Pu Hanmo immediately trembled.

Where does the pavilion master's self-confidence come from?

He obviously only went out for more than ten years.

Could it be that the newly realized exclusive spiritual fire is expected to fight against Qiyao Huashen!

"Impossible, no matter how strong the spirit fire is, it can't match the late stage of transformation."

Pu Hanmo didn't believe it.

The first cultivation of the Seven Luminaries Sect is extraordinary.

Otherwise, Bai Su, who was only a small step behind, would not run around like a bereaved dog.

"The corpse clan, a malignant tumor that damages the cultivation environment, should withdraw from Tianyan's history."

"It is the responsibility of Tongtian Pavilion monks to support justice, even if their bodies are smashed to pieces."

Chen Ping clasped his fists to the sky, and jumped onto the beam with a small smile.

Pu Hanmo raised his head again to see Pavilion Master Chen standing upright with his sleeves bulging, and he couldn't help feeling thunderous in his heart.

"Standing on the Big Yellow Tooth, on the ship stands the Demon Eliminator."

"Purple robe with a green hat on her head, and a strange grin from her throat."

"Everyone accuses him of ascending to return, and his mouth is full of nonsense."

……

Chen Ping pondered alone.

"The limit of 170 million feet of spiritual consciousness is comparable to the late stage of transforming gods who have practiced the treasure soul technique."

"All the coral dharma signs have come out, and the first practitioner of Qiyao will probably be seriously injured!"

During the more than ten years of going out, he was mainly practicing the seventh level of the Taiyiyan divine law.

The two seventh-order ores were naturally contributed by the turtle corpse.

As soon as the meridians on the seventh floor were opened, the spiritual consciousness immediately soared by 20 zhang.

And the defensive secret technique of soul splitting was also cultivated by him.

Its strength is three times higher than that of the single Sky Armor, but it also consumes a lot of soul power and cannot be released continuously.

"I don't know what level the fellow Taoist master of the Taishang Pavilion has cultivated to!"

Chen Ping's pupils narrowed slightly.

It took thousands of years for Leng Anyan of Mirror Moon Mansion to break through the sixth floor.

However, the master of the Taishang Pavilion is also the Supreme Spiritual Root, and has a great advantage in the soul path, which is definitely much stronger than Leng Anyan.

Thinking of such a powerful clone of himself, and the clone of Daozi in Jinzhu, a thought couldn't stop rushing up.

Taishang Pavilion is quite aloof from the rest of the world.

Otherwise, apart from Dinghai Palace, all human forces in Tianyan Continent would be no match.

"Don't worry, I will slowly plan after I break through the middle stage of transformation."

Chen Ping turned his thoughts, and a dark white flame flashed out from the ten fingers of his hands.

This is the spiritual fire of heaven and earth that was automatically generated in the meridians on the day of comprehending the rules of fire!
At first, he thought it was the exclusive fire bestowed by the rules.

But a thought without an owner was transmitted from the spiritual flame.

Yang Xianchen, born with ice and fire!

Chen Ping subconsciously thought of Jin Zhu.

So, he left the cave in a hurry and searched for the secret alone.

However, there was nothing abnormal in the Jinzhu space.

No weird instructions either.

While struggling, he tried in every possible way, and finally found the heel of the innate ice and fire.

It is actually related to the Taiyi Linggen!
One of the origins of the magical powers of the Primordial Black and Yellow Art that has not yet been practiced is the innate ice and fire.

This astonishing discovery made Chen Ping dumbfounded at the time.

The three supernatural powers of Taiyi Linggen.

It's just that the soul-absorbing technique in the beginning is closely related to the soul path.

However, Taichu Sword Domain and Taichu Xuanhuang have nothing to do with each other.

He became more and more suspicious that Duoshe's physical body was not as simple as Taiyi's soul body.

"Could it be that the physical body of the original owner is the reincarnation of the mighty..."

Chen Ping shuddered abruptly.

"It's no good knowing too much."

Then, he discarded distracting thoughts and looked at the white flame.

Congenital Ice and Fire, the origin of the supernatural power of the Xuanhuang Art in the early days.

Even if you haven't learned this technique yet, the power of the spirit fire is already very powerful.

The reason why this fire is icy cold is because the extreme high temperature reversed into the power of ice.

After researching for a period of time, Chen Ping also found that Xiantian Binghuo can restrain corpse energy and demon energy.

Compared with Qingjie Xianlei, it is more obvious!
Most of the confidence in wielding the army to the corpse world comes from this.

"Once the rule of fire is changed, is it necessary to practice Xuanhuang in the beginning?"

Chen Ping guessed from the bottom of his heart.

The strength of the Yiyi rule is obvious to all.

If the innate ice and fire undergo transformation, there is really no need to be afraid of the late stage of transformation.

However, there is not enough yin and yang mysterious yellow energy, and now there are disadvantages and no advantages in thinking blindly.

"After the corpse world is over, I have to contact the Taishang Pavilion for a while."

Chen Ping arranged the next plan.

Leng Anyan had invited him before.

But after he formed the Tongtian Pavilion, his enthusiasm for joining the Taishang Pavilion was also extinguished.

……

Aoyunjing is located in the southeast region.

The Corpse Heaven Realm is far in the depths of the Eastern Territory.

The two places are far apart, and it takes less than half a year for a cultivator to fly and stop.

The escape technique that drives the city of Hailing is naturally slower.

The only advantage is that as long as you prepare top-quality spirit stones, you can fly all the time without having to consider the loss of your own mana.

Although he was a native of the Tianyan Continent in his previous life, Chen Ping, who was of low cultivation level, had never seen vast rivers and mountains.

Along the way, Le Xin and Pu Hanmo would give him detailed explanations whenever he passed by a large sect or a territory of a large foreign power.

"The eighth realm of the southeast region is really not good, and there is still a late sixth-order Dunshanjia in the south region."

Listening to the introduction, Chen Ping sneered.

In the southeast region, the Qingqiu clan with two sixth-tier fox clans is considered a super power.

"Sooner or later, the name of Southeast Tongtian Pavilion will be heard throughout the sky!"

Pu Hanmo slapped the table, full of confidence.

"Haha, at that time, the price of the Tongtian Lingbao created by Master Pu will at least double."

Smiling and nodding, Chen Ping was very happy.

Don't be afraid of Tongtian Pavilion's friendship and ambition.

But there must be a spirit of collusion and collusion.

On the side, Le Xin didn't say a word, and drank a glass of wine.

The pavilion master asked for Bai Su's natal talisman and left for several days, and saw the eight southeast realms, but there was no sign of crushing it.

"Is he worried that Bai Su is getting too close to me?"

Le Xin thought about it secretly, and decided that after Bai Su came, she should keep a distance from Pu Hanmo even more.

……

The city of Hailing flew slowly.

After more than half a month, I finally left the Southeast Region.

During this period of time, Chen Ping often visited Pu Hanmo to exchange the magic of the rule of fire.

After all, this person is a veteran fire cultivator.

He has some unique manipulations and insights into the fire method.

The two talked in secret several times, and each had a lot of gains.

"Exclusive spiritual fire, I have lit it all over the Tianyan cultivation world, and I don't know if there is a case!"

Bullham made no secret of his jealousy.

Probability of one in a hundred.

There are a hundred avatars who master the rules of fire today?
The answer is obviously no.

"It's just a fluke, luck, perseverance, and talent are all indispensable."

Chen Ping spoke boldly.

He also disliked that he didn't have enough aura.

How can explain the reason.

"The talent of the pavilion master is truly earth-shattering."

Pu Hanmo complimented him seriously.

He became more and more suspicious that Chen Ping was not practicing in the first life.

……

After the city of Hailing entered the Eastern Region, Chen Ping used soul art to make it even more secretive.

The Eastern Territory is dominated by monster races and giant spirits.

There are only a handful of Huashen sects.

The purpose of his trip was the Corpse Heaven Realm, and he didn't want to cause any complications.

a few days later.

When the Tongtian flew over a large city, it suddenly stopped escaping.

"The journey is boring, my pavilion master will take you to relieve the boredom."

With a chuckle, the yellow-toothed skull disappeared in place.

Pu Hanmo and Le Xin were suspended in the air with puzzled expressions.

"Today happens to be the [-]th birthday of the pavilion master!"

Chen Ping said leisurely, and his figure quickly fled towards the bustling city below.

"What, he's only [-] years old?"

Le Xin and Pu Hanmo were shocked for a moment.

It took a long time to recover, and those with joy in their eyes followed.

……

The Jidu Sect in the Eastern Region is a power that turns into gods.

His subordinates are in charge of dozens of countries, large and small.

Mo Yuanguo is one of them.

this night.

The hottest place in Moyuan City, Jumiao Pavilion.

This pavilion is named small, but it is actually as high as thirteen floors, occupying ten thousand mu of land.

The owner of Jumiao Pavilion is a Jindan cultivator.

On weekdays, in Moyuan City, although she doesn't talk about calling for wind and rain, no one dares to show her face easily.

However, the faces of the three people standing in front of them were frosty, which almost scared her out of her wits.

Two old and one young.

The old man seemed to be a follower, following the left and right sides of the young purple-robed monk.

The problem is that she was just taking a bath in the backyard, but she was inexplicably caught here in the blink of an eye.

A dark corner on the top floor.

"Seniors... Seniors, good night."

The master of the Jindan Pavilion, who was wearing a gorgeous long dress, knelt down with his silver teeth trembling.

"You can call me Mr. Chen, and arrange a private room."

The man in purple robe waved the folding fan in his hand, and said in a pleasant manner.

"Mr. Chen, please enter the VIP box!"

The master of the Jindan Pavilion quickly got up, bowed his waist, and led the three strangers into the room.

……

Light sandalwood, inlaid with spar.

Ultimate luxury!
The two elders sat down separately, and the master of the Jindan Pavilion waited on him with his hands tied.

"You can serve whatever is expensive, the more expensive the better, ten servings of a dish first."

Chen Ping said lightly.

"Yes!"

After hearing this, Pavilion Master Jindan hurriedly sent a sound transmission to the backyard.

The Jumiao Pavilion is called Tunjin Tower by low-level monks in the city.

A top-notch spiritual delicacy is enough to ruin an ordinary foundation establishment.

But the three honored guests who were suspected to be Nascent Soul obviously didn't care about such a small amount of money.

"There are also ten red card oirans."

Chen Ping continued to give instructions.

"Master Chen, isn't this appropriate? The old man doesn't need someone to wait on him."

The corner of Le Xin's mouth twitched, and she smiled wryly.

"You don't consider other people's feelings?"

Pu Hanmo stared dissatisfied.

"The junior will give you a few jugs of fourth-tier wine for the seniors to entertain."

The master of the Golden Core Pavilion said humbly.

"Let's keep the fourth-order drinking beauty to yourself!"

Speaking mysteriously, Pu Hanmo opened a wine-red gourd, and proudly said: "Taste the spirit wine brewed by the old man!"

"hiss!"

The first time the Jindan pavilion master saw the wine gourd, he was immediately pressed to the ground by a vast water spiritual force, and his whole body was as cold as a river.

"You go out first."

Chen Ping casually threw a few high-grade spirit stones to dismiss the master of the Golden Core Pavilion, and the three of them sat down on the spot.

Pu Hanmo shared the wine, and the two were full of praise after tasting.

"Old Beidou often drinks heavily at the spout, has Master Pu cleaned it carefully?"

Suddenly, Chen Ping said with a little nausea.

Only these three people can make wine with Tongtian Lingbao.

"Pavilion master, don't worry, the old man has washed it a hundred times with ten thousand years of spiritual water, and it is absolutely clean!"

Pu Hanmo said with a smile.

"Ah."

Then, Chen Ping slowly took out a talisman from his bosom, and gently crushed it.

Suddenly, a mysterious wave spread away.

"Just wait here for Fellow Daoist Bai Su."

Chen Ping said flatly, and gestured to Le Xin.

Reluctantly standing up, Le Xin collected a mouthful of spiritual power with a sullen face, and shouted to all the boxes and halls below:

"Tonight's consumption will be paid by Mr. Chen, fellow Taoists, open your bellies and have fun!"

In the next moment, the entire Jumiao Pavilion was filled with clinking cups and cups, and was completely filled with enthusiastic strange screams, thunder roars, and sword energy.

……

"happy!"

"When the old man turned into a mortal, he practiced in various places for more than ten years!"

In the box on the top floor of Ju Miao Pavilion, bursts of laughter continued to be heard.

Pu Hanmo's legs rested on the bodies of two stunning girls.

The girls have charming smiles, and the more they look at them, the more they like them.

Just now, the old man melted a drop, yes, just gave them a drop of spirit wine.

The two of them actually vented thousands of miles, and their cultivation base broke through from the early stage of foundation establishment to the middle stage.

The women present didn't know that these three slovenly people were all peerless powers of stomping and turning clouds and rain!

Spacious elegant room, central high platform.

A beautiful woman dances lightly.

Under the light tulle skirt, the jade waist swings in sections.

"Tonight is none other than you!"

Pu Hanmo swallowed his saliva as he watched.

But just when he stepped forward and hooked his shoulders, the woman suddenly changed her face, and said with a half-smile: "Master Pu, is my disguise still good?"

It was a familiar male voice!
"The son of a bitch!"

Pu Hanmo and Lexin's expressions changed wildly. When they saw Chen Ping, goosebumps rose all over their bodies.

……

"Hehe, my soul technique can easily conceal the cultivators at the early stage of transformation."

With his feet up, Chen Ping smiled sinisterly.

The realm of the natal puppet is only the peak of the fifth order, but Pu Hanmo and Lexin are confused.

If the Taidaozi clone made of eighth-grade materials was replaced in Jinzhuli, the monks in the Taishang Pavilion would definitely have difficulty distinguishing between male and female!

For the next half month, the already bustling Ju Miao Pavilion was overcrowded.

A Mr. Chen took care of all the consumption.

It attracted monks from the city and even from nearby human gathering places to flock in droves.

"Pavilion Master, we have already paid half of the resources of the best spirit stone."

Having had enough of the absurdity, Le Xin said coldly.

If he hadn't waited for Bai Su, he would have walked away long ago.

"It's a small matter, the pavilion master can make a puppet casually, and he can earn it back several times."

Pu Hanmo never tired of playing.

"Yeah, it made the monsters in the Corpse Heaven Realm live another half a month."

Touching his chin, Chen Ping lay on the bed watching the sunset.

Bai Su Lingzun is active in the Eastern Region.

It stands to reason that it should be here soon.

……

Dark blue night.

A bone-piercing cool wind blows from the sealed restriction.

Chen Ping closed his eyes and immediately opened his eyes, sweeping his consciousness in all directions.

A black pillar of wind hundreds of feet thick shot out from outside the city, rapidly rising and turning.

Then, a huge suction force came head-on, and the formations and restraints in the small town shattered one after another, moving into the wind column.

At the same time, millions of mortals and tens of thousands of monks in Moyuan City vomited blood and fell unconscious.

Piles of bodies rolled into the wind.

The monks in Jumiao Pavilion also couldn't escape, they were miserable.

"Evil cultivators! Such evil cultivators!"

Looking out the window, Pu Hanmo's expression changed drastically.

"Bai Su, don't hurt the lives of innocent people!"

Lexin was in a hurry, and when he was about to fly to stop him, he was caught tightly by a big hand.

Chen Ping's expression was gloomy, and his mana suddenly froze.

The light was let down, and he rushed out of the city like lightning.

Immediately, the light of the seven swords shot out from the dantian, intertwined and twinkling around the fierce place.

The sword qi criss-crossed and shattered the wind column that had not yet formally shown its might, turning it into scattered black qi.

But immediately, the black air condensed and rotated again, forming a hurricane that destroyed the city once again.

Seeing this, Chen Ping took a breath, and played several times with one hand.

A pale and cold flame swarmed out.

Wherever it went, the hurricane that covered the sky silently melted and disintegrated.

A hole about Zhang Xu appeared suddenly.

A figure stands pretty in the center.

Under the paper umbrella filled with black light, there is a face of a celestial beauty.

The autumn water in the eyes is like the frosty face that can only be produced by a thousand mountains and ice lakes.

Her cloth shoes were spotless.

As soon as he and this woman looked at each other, Chen Ping couldn't help feeling a sense of depression in his heart.

"Jianba!"

Secretly running the Excalibur Eye, his eyes immediately shrank.

The woman's body was covered in a thick layer of blood-red fog for a radius of ten miles.

Extremely condensed, lingering for a long time.

"The blood of life!"

Taking a deep breath, Chen Ping was slightly surprised.

The cultivator of Huashen draws the rules, and has been able to repel this kind of hostility.

But this vision of Bai Su means that she has endless lives in her hands.

He boasted that he had cultivated all the way to the sixth level, and he was also contaminated with a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

But compared with this woman, she is completely a drop in the bucket.

"Fellow Daoist Bai Su is honored to meet you. This seat, Chen Ping, the master of Tongtian Pavilion, Master Lexin is the alchemist under Chen's command."

Chen Ping nodded his head in greeting.

At the same time, he guarded against changes in the surrounding spiritual power.

The aura of this woman is really amazing.

The specific gravity of the Tianshan Turtle Corpse Emperor is slightly stronger.

It is worthy of being a mid-stage god transformation with a special spiritual root!
But after hearing this, the woman just turned the handle of the umbrella slightly and remained silent.

Her clear eyes were also looking at the sword formation in mid-air, which was ready to go, and the spiritual flame that was beating with icy power.

"Bai Su, I crushed the natal talisman. Pavilion Master Chen wants to recruit you into the cabinet for protection."

Le Xin, who then rushed to the outside of the city, explained.

The tension between the two is clear at a glance.

What reassured him was that Bai Su's supernatural power did not kill the whole city.

Of course, serious injuries and loss of life cannot be avoided.

You know, one of the gate rules of Tongtian Pavilion is included.

Don't wantonly kill mortals and low-level monks!
If Bai Su made a massacre of the city today, the pavilion master will not be able to tolerate this woman!

"Fellow Daoist Bai Su, you and I are honored as cultivators of transforming spirits, why should we be as knowledgeable as ants?"

Chen Ping cupped his hands and said indifferently: "They are not qualified to compete with you for the chance to become enlightened."

"If Fellow Daoist can't help it, you can kill the beast tide. Isn't it enough for you to kill hundreds of different races in the world?"

Tick.

Tick.

The black umbrella held by Bai Su dropped bloody water.

"Whoosh!"

After half a breath, Pu Hanmo also came to the front riding a hundred-foot-long fire dragon.

There was a palpable look of anger in his eyes.

"The friendship is over."

The next moment, Bai Su's eyes shifted to Le Xin, and he said a few words indifferently.

This sound is like the dense water flowing out of the iceberg, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Then, she threw the black umbrella, wrapped in a gust of wind and fled to the distance.

"Bai Su!"

Le Xin's lips parted slightly, and the words of retention froze on her lips.

Chen Ping clasped the spirit sword tightly, and the innate ice and fire around him were erratic again.

"Bold, my pavilion master forbears you and cherishes your talent, let me keep it!"

The moment the words fell, a purple shadow flickered across the sky.

All of a sudden, his broken figure appeared in the space with a radius of thousands of miles.

The black pillar of wind was fierce, but it still couldn't cover the faint sound of thunder and sword explosion.

Occasionally, one or two glaring flames tore through the sky, instantly lighting up one part of the sky.

The two hit it off!

Lexin and Pu Hanmo glanced at each other, each waiting in place emotionally.

……

After a stick of incense.

The moment when the sun is about to fall.

In a collapsed space hundreds of miles away, a black umbrella fell first.

Then, a blood-stained woman fell to the ground hard.

"Shh!"

In an instant, a purple shadow followed, stepped on the woman's chest, and crushed her for more than ten feet.

"The first rule of the gate specially formulated by Tongtian Pavilion for fellow daoists."

Black blood dripped from the corner of Chen Ping's mouth, but he said in a nonchalant voice: "The one who has the advantage can be killed, and the one who has no advantage can control himself! Anyone who violates it will be punished without mercy!"

In the dark pit, Bai Su's mouth curved into a smile.

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(End of this chapter)