Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 729 Faith and Shackles

The warning of whim is mysterious and ethereal, and it cannot be counted.

But if it is built on the basis of a soul-shattering Tao, this has to be taken seriously.

Gray clothes, gray hair, eight feet mortal man.

A total of three mortals broke into this place, and there seemed to be no problem on the surface.

Because the golden pagoda does not filter physical strength, nor cultivation.

It's the degree of fit with the mark of Yao Peng in the blood rain!

However, Chen Ping has been immersed in the soul for many years, and he can be sure that his induction will not go wrong.

This person has a problem.

And it's a big problem!

Turning back his eyes calmly, Chen Ping no longer paid attention to this foolish man.

He can hide his aura to gain benefits in the golden pagoda.

Others can naturally follow suit.

As long as it doesn't hinder him, everyone will go their own way and make their own calculations.

After a few breaths, the group was teleported into the seventh floor of No.90.

Falling from a high altitude, Zhongxiu was unscathed.

After the three mortals had been baptized by the rain of blood, their physical strength was comparable to that of the peak foundation establishment.

He also climbed up tremblingly.

At this time, the rain of blood in the sky was already thick to the extreme.

Everyone was wrapped up tightly.

Amidst the howling wind, the blood rain gradually appeared to be sweeping.

One after another, the phantoms of Yao Peng poured into the bodies of everyone.

"bang"

"bang"

Groups of golden core monks began to explode and fall.

Affected by the berserk force, several Nascent Souls were covered with blood mist, and they all sat cross-legged with pained expressions.

Chen Ping also made slight strange noises of "Puff" and "Puff" all over his body.

This is the sound of cracking meridians.

Those phantoms of the demon roc floating in the body seem to be no longer absorbed, and the rampant destruction of the veins runs through the internal organs.

"It seems that this seat is not the double mysterious hidden spirit physique that Dao Yuankou said."

Chen Ping, who had expected it for a long time, sneered secretly, and the hundred drops of blood essence melted quickly.

And merged into a bloody mouth full of red awns, forcibly refining the phantom of the Yaopeng.

The pure weird energy immediately fed back into the body.

The impurities on the body were purified again.

It's a pity that the realm of physical training is still stuck at the fifth-order peak.

As if encountering a bottleneck, he didn't move for half a step.

"The energy level in this Yaopeng phantom is insufficient."

With a secret sigh, Chen Ping began to scan the others.

There are only a dozen or so remaining human races who entered!
Most of them are Yuanying monks in the Yuanling cultivation world.

Jin Dan only had two people left.

One is him who hides his cultivation, and the other is Jin Fei who just met and talked to him on the plain.

And three mortals have gone to two.

Only the big man in gray who called him "Big Brother" was still safe and sound.

"The selection method is more bloody than the magic treasure slaughter. Peng Tiandian really regards this Great Thousand Realm as a pig and sheep grass circle?"

Looking at the sparse figures around him, a gloomy look flashed across the corner of Chen Ping's eyes.

Just to find an illusory double mysterious hidden spirit body, half of the human race in the cultivation world was trained alive.

Such practices are simply outrageous.

If the guarding force has always been like this, Yue Xianchen's attitude towards the Great Thousand Realm under his command can be seen.

……

Jin Pagoda No.90 has eight floors.

"Senior, please forgive me, this junior is the elder of the Supreme Immortal Sect, and he and Shao Lingzun are uncles and nephews!"

An old man in the late Yuanying period rolled on the ground, begging the owner of the golden pagoda who has not shown up until now.

The person's eyes, nose and mouth were all soaked in black blood.

A powerful strange energy destroyed his physical body.

Before his body exploded, the Nascent Soul elder gritted his teeth in hatred, and flew out his own Nascent Soul villain from the Tianling Cap.

"Boom!"

In the next breath, the flesh burst.

Just when he showed a trace of rejoicing, he lowered his head in horror.

I don't know when, the Nascent Soul villain is also covered with runes in the shape of Yaopeng.

"what!"

Then, the Nascent Soul collapsed violently and turned into powder.

Chen Ping and Jin Fei, the two Jindans, were trembling with fright, and their minds were constantly in shock.

That is the ancestor of the late Nascent Soul!

But even Nascent Soul couldn't escape.

……

No.90 nine floors.

There are only four people left in the same group of people who entered the tower.

An early Yuanying, Chen Ping, Jin Fei, and a mortal man.

"A group of crooked melons and dates!"

The white-haired Nascent Soul cultivator groaned heavily when he saw that the companions were two Golden Elixirs and even a mortal.

If it was outside, he would have crushed the three of them to death.

In order not to be robbed of the opportunity by ants.

Strangely, there was no vision in the sky this time.

The four suffered a lot.

"Fellow Daoist Jin fits so well with this Yaopeng's blood?"

Chen Ping became very curious about Jin Fei beside him.

"Chen Daoyou also broke into this layer?"

Jin Fei said lightly.

"luck."

Shrinking his eyes, Chen Ping said evasively.

The hematogenous crisis on the eighth floor of No.90 was also forcibly resolved by him.

And without revealing his strength, he has already approached the limit.

If the situation on the ninth floor of No.90 was still the same, he had no choice but to fight.

"Jin has no requirements, as long as he gets out of the tower alive."

Jin Fei's expression darkened, and he patted Chen Ping's shoulder with a big sigh.

"Yangxianchen, Yuexianchen, and the creatures born in the Great Thousand Realm under their command, all contain traces of Tianpeng brand in their souls and flesh and blood."

"This imprint does not affect the race, aptitude, luck, or talent of the creature. It is just an innate symbol, and it is also a certificate for choosing a position in the star world."

"Of course, if you don't reach the Void Refining Realm, you are not qualified to stand."

"And the Shuangxuan Hidden Spirit Body can activate the brand of Tianpeng, temporarily covering the rules between the Star Realm and the Great Thousand Realm."

"The Blood Light True Soul refined with Tianpeng's blood also has a similar effect."

Sensing the content conveyed by a ray of soul silk, Chen Ping looked calm and patted Jin Fei's big hand away.

Contrary to the calmness on the surface, a storm has already set off in his heart.

This Jin Fei is definitely a powerful person with hidden strength!

How could it be possible for a mere Jindan cultivator to know about the Great Thousand Realm and the True Soul of Blood and Light?
I remembered the scene where this person took the initiative to come up to talk to me while queuing outside the tower.

Chen Ping felt a deep chill in his heart.

This "Golden Elixir" must have broken through his disguise long ago.

"Could it be the Great Perfection of God Transformation?"

After being startled, Chen Ping moved a few steps away vigilantly.

What Jin Fei revealed shocked him even more.

How long Yuexianchen exists cannot be verified.

But the Great Thousand Realm has been passed down for at least tens of millions of years.

If what Jin Fei said is true, what terrifying supernatural powers must he possess to plant a Tianpeng brand in the bodies of hundreds of millions of living beings in each generation?
"How can bragging words be trusted!"

Chen Ping moved quietly, his soul power filled his whole body, and he began to search for the so-called Tianpeng brand.

"Ha ha."

Jin Fei glanced at Chen Ping, smiled hoarsely in his throat, and then paused for a while on the mortal man.

……

At the same time, in the space on the top of the tower.

In the huge mid-air, five sarcophagi were lined up side by side.

Each one is about Zhang Xu length.

There are many complicated patterns carved on the four walls, and layers of emerald green flames are burning fiercely around the body, reflecting the dim surroundings.

Suddenly, a well-proportioned white figure appeared out of thin air.

"Master, four people broke into the ninth floor of No.90."

A golden shadow transformed into a golden pagoda the size of a fist.

After careful observation, it turned out that the giant tower piercing the sky outside had shrunk countless times.

Hearing the words, the white figure danced the loose sleeve robe, and a clear picture floated in front of his eyes.

It is reflecting Chen Ping, Jin Fei and other four people.

"Two Golden Cores, one Nascent Soul, and one mortal."

The white figure smiled lightly, and said: "These are creatures that are closely related to the eighth-level Tianpeng Great Sage. If there is a double mysterious hidden spirit body, this seat will save this drop."

After all, he opened his mouth and sprayed.

A drop of thick red blood floated out.

Immediately, a depressive aura enveloped the surroundings.

Inside this bead, one can faintly see a Peng Yao with its wings spread slowly turning around.

"Since the Ascension Passage was damaged, there is probably only this one drop of blood and true soul left in the entire Great Thousand Realm."

The white figure pointed at the blood drop, and said sarcastically:

"The group of lunatics in the Taishang Pavilion tried their best to get this thing, but no matter how weak our Pengtian Temple is, it is easy to compete with a Taishang Pavilion."

Hearing this, the tower spirit "hum" sent out a consciousness: "The great sage Tianpeng is in charge of space and metal, and he is a little inferior in terms of soul path. Use this drop of true soul to open the Taiyi spiritual root, and in the future, the soul path will be very different." difficult."

"If the road to Feisheng is blocked and you can't advance to Lianxu, why bother to think so much."

The white figure said in a cold tone:

"At present, there are only two or three surviving sixth-order Dzogchen in the entire Great Thousand Realm."

"The one in the Taishang Pavilion has some chances, so this thing must not fall into their hands, and continue to strengthen its foundation!"

Ta Ling echoed, and then said: "Master, your chance is not small. Once you succeed, the rectification of Pengtian Palace will be just around the corner."

The white figure said with emotion:

"In ancient times, how powerful were the two guarding forces under Yuexianchen, Pengtian Temple and Yushan."

"Up to now, there has been no sixth-level Dzogchen in more than [-] years."

"If it weren't for the heritage left by our ancestors, our orthodoxy would have been subverted by those natives with ulterior motives."

"Old Daoist Jin over at Yushan must not be able to sleep at night either!"

Ta Ling shook his body slightly.

Consciousness pierced the screen, swept a few times among the four, and said faintly:

"Yushan has always opposed Pengtian Hall's private contact with Yangxianchen. This time, the master wants to lure the saint's soul into the lower realm. With Jin Laodao's temperament, he will definitely interfere."

Qi Ling's words made the man in white silent for a while, and slowly opened his mouth:

"Yuexianchen's general situation is gone, and the merger of Daqianjie into Yangxianchen is the ultimate necessity, and it is also the only way out for us."

"It's time for those old and stubborn Yushan to step down."

"The energy consumed to migrate the plane is terrifying. It just happened to destroy the Jade Mountain with the saint, reducing the burden on the Great Thousand Realm!"

The main body of Qi Ling was spinning, and the consciousness came out: "Master, who will the saint who came down from Yang Xianchen be?"

"This seat is not very sure, it may be the one who attained the Tao from the spiritual spring and watered half of Yang Xianchen."

"After all, the body of the Lingquan is astonishingly large, and the effect of drowning creatures on a large scale is remarkable."

The monk in white said lightly.

"I'm going to induce Tianpeng's fake body now to start the trial on the 99th floor."

With that said, Taring's body slowly dimmed.

It thinks the master is very strange today.

I have clearly reminded that the four human races on the 99th floor may be hiding the golden old monster of Yushan.

Old monster Jin has practiced for nearly [-] years, and his strength is close to that of Huashen Dzogchen.

But the master didn't seem to care about it.

Seeing Ta Ling leave, the figure in white sat down slowly on the spot.

With a flick of the finger, the precious bloody soul was suspended above the five sarcophagi.

"Jin Laodao brought the Shuangxuanyin spirit body, was it entrusted by the Taishang Pavilion?"

"How can I cooperate to pretend to be a little bit, the old guys in the temple are not easy to fool."

Staring at the bloody soul, the man in white said something to himself.

This drop of the eighth-level product refined from Tianpeng's blood and essence can expand the second origin vein.

All the giants in the temple are very concerned.

"Hmph, I don't want to think about the consequences of physical and mental cultivation. How can an old bone safely survive the once-in-a-thousand-year twin killing calamity!"

The man in white showed a hint of contempt.

The high-level human race who cultivates both law and body is almost the first-class existence among creatures of the same level.

But the human race is born with only one origin vein.

This kind of power obtained by violating the rules will never escape the bombardment in the dark.

Otherwise, the dual cultivation of Dharma and Body in the Star Realm would have been flying all over the sky.

……

Jin Pagoda No.90 has nine floors.

Chen Ping, Jin Fei, the mortal man, and the old man in the early stage of Yuanying were separated by a distance, and there was a look of panic in their eyes.

A whole stick of incense time.

There is still no movement in this layer of space.

Chen Ping held his breath and quietly released a trace of soul power to cover it.

But at this moment, the whole earth began to shake.

A dizzy wind blew by.

In an instant, sand and stones flew away, and the sky was dark and the earth was dark.

A circle of white light centered on the location of the four people and spread out in all directions.

It enveloped the entire space on the 99th floor.

"Chirp!"

A cry of Pingchuan reclamation filled the sky and covered the sky.

Just by the roar of the beast, one can judge how powerful it is.

The surrounding area seemed to be covered by a dark evil spirit.

"what!"

Hearing a scream, the old man in the early stage of Nascent Soul crawled on the ground with his limbs cracked, unable to even move his fingers.

He moved his eyes with difficulty, but saw an unbelievable scene!
The other three fellows who were like chickens and dogs stood still in place.

"Impossible, two golden cores, how could one mortal!"

The Nascent Soul old man was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.

"Hey, grandpa."

The mortal man showed a simple and honest smile at the old man whose back was turned upside down.

"What a fool."

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes.

He can be sure that this mortal man was controlled and brought by Jin Fei.

Because Jin Fei had grabbed the big man's neck.

"It's not pretending, is it?"

While resisting the crushing power of the monster, Chen Ping calmly said via voice transmission: "Fellow Daoist Jin, I am here for a woman, so it shouldn't conflict with your purpose, right?"

"It's been a long time since I dared to talk to Jin like this in the early stage of transformation."

Jin Fei smiled slightly, and the sound transmission replied: "Do me a favor, from now on, you are a monk of the Supreme Pavilion!"

"Ok?"

Chen Ping was puzzled.

But he absolutely didn't want to have anything to do with the Taishang Pavilion, and when he was about to refuse, a black shadow covering the sky swooped down from the sky.

Just a spread of wings blocks all the light from the line of sight.

The feathers around the top of the head are blue-purple, and the eyes are deep red.

On the back grows a pair of frightening wings of a thousand feet.

The wings are patchwork, and there are four raised parts, which are actually four eagle heads.

When the mouth was opened, screams and demonic aura came out.

As soon as he inhaled, the temperature of the sky and the ground suddenly cooled, and the goose feather and heavy snow fell.

As soon as he exhaled, the temperature suddenly increased again, like volcanic slurry.

"Tianpeng?"

Chen Ping suddenly frowned.

Immediately, the divine sense swept towards Yaoying.

Immediately afterwards, he was a little relieved.

This demon shadow is just a tangible and intangible phantom.

"what"

At the moment when the phantom of Peng Yao appeared, the old man in the early stage of Yuanying exploded and fell.

"My people, bow down!"

Tianpeng uttered words, roaring mountains and rivers.

The vast coercion spread in all directions.

At the same time, Chen Ping, Jin Fei, and the mortal man trembled all over, as if seeing a sacred object to worship.

Couldn't help dropping his knees.

Then, a vivid Tianpeng imprint appeared on the positions between the eyebrows of the three of them.

"Damn it, there really is such a mark hidden in my body!"

Chen Ping hated it to the extreme, and Tai Yiyan's divine technique was running rapidly, repelling the coercion in the imprint.

……

The top floor of the golden tower.

The man in white looked down.

"Hey, Jin Laodao, the cultivator of the Supreme Court's Transformation God, is indeed with them."

He smiled coldly.

But Jin Laodao brought a person who was in the early stage of transformation, is he looking down on people!

……

"The creatures under Yuexianchen's command, kneel down!"

Tianpeng seemed to be irritated by the resistance of the three of them, and he flapped his wings against the wind.

The Tianpeng marks on the foreheads of several people burst into brilliance in an instant.

A series of even more strange and powerful powers enveloped the whole body.

"If it's a true thought of the Great Sage Tianpeng, it doesn't matter if I kneel down and kowtow to you, but you, a little pagoda spirit, dare to pretend to be a ghost?"

Jin Fei sneered, and put both fingers of his right hand together.

A dark lotus is looming.

This lotus just flicked slowly between the eyebrows.

"Crack!"

The lotus body is shattered.

And the next moment, the Tianpeng imprint on Jin Fei's forehead actually dimmed and disappeared.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The mortal man had already obediently knocked his head to the ground.

Strangely, from then on, an identical demon peng appeared in the human body.

"Shuangxuan Hidden Spirit Body?"

Chen Ping's pupils shrank, and a trace of innate ice and fire overflowed from his nose.

"Whoa!"

The spiritual flame burned between the eyebrows, and the scorching high temperature froze the surrounding space into ice and fire.

However, that Tianpeng imprint did not change in the slightest.

Jin Fei looked over and couldn't help laughing.

The inheritance of Yushan is many times stronger than that of the natives of the Daqianjie.

This kid wants to hide the innate mark of Tianpeng, which is simply a dream.

……

"Chirp!"

Tianpeng high in the sky began to get angry, and circles of vast coercion emerged from Chen Ping's imprint.

His bones were twisted, and his consciousness twisted into a hemp rope, a tough resistance.

"Moon Immortal Chen Possession!"

A stern look flashed in Chen Ping's eyes, and he pulled Jin Zhu along.

But then, an incredible scene happened.

There is no sign of any.

The Tianpeng imprint on the center of his eyebrows spun rapidly.

And burst open inch by inch!

"Crack!"

The next moment, the imprint that every creature in the great thousand worlds could not get rid of was completely shattered.

"what?"

Jin Fei, who had been staring at Chen Ping, couldn't help but feel cold, and his eyes were shocked.

Qi Ling and the man in white at the bottom of the tower looked at each other even more, and their movements stopped.

"What is born is not faith!"

"I am going to cut off this shackle today!"

Chen Ping's black eyes were gloomy, and his body turned into a thousand swords, swept into the air, and strangled towards the huge phantom of Tianpeng.

　Thank you Tong Lingyu for the eighth alliance!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)