Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 732 Shifting positions, meeting old friends again (8K Thanks to Yan Youyun for the Silver Alliance!)

1000 years and 1000 years.

Sometimes forgetting the original intention is just a momentary choice.

Not to mention the 5000 years of time!

"So you, like the other giants in the Pengtian Palace, agree to merge the Daqianjie into Yangxianchen."

Jin Fei said with a bit of a sigh.

"If it doesn't break, it won't stand."

Zhong Changzong's tone was gloomy, and said: "Anyway, it will not be me who sacrificed!"

"Hey, Yangxianchen and several saintesses coexist, why did they choose to lead the lower realm of the witch spring?"

With a wry smile, Jin Fei didn't understand what he said: "It is said that this spring spirit has a violent temperament and is capricious. You, Pengtian Temple, must be prepared to be backlashed."

"Is it up to me, Pengtian Hall, to choose which saint to enter the Great Thousand Realm?"

Zhong Changzong's eyes narrowed, and he said cautiously through voice transmission: "Maybe it has something to do with the spirit of the spiritual spring that Yuexianchen reincarnated."

"The inheritance of Yushan is not weaker than that of Pengtian Hall. You should know that after being refined, special creatures like Lingquan have to devour similar quality creatures every time they break through a small realm."

"The spiritual spring irrigates the surface of the earth and is the key creature for the stars to improve their cultivation environment."

"The stars around Yangxianchen are the best to bully Yuexianchen."

Lingquan swallows each other!

Of course Jin Fei knew this secret.

Not much surprise remains after a slight change of color.

"By the way, how did the Saintess speculate on the kid's methods?"

Jin Fei changed the subject.

"You were still avoiding things about him before."

With a mocking glance, Zhong Changzong said solemnly: "That old man who used his spiritual consciousness to suppress us and kill us must be the top backhand of the Taiyi Demon Sect."

"No one in this world can resist the three methods of the Absolute Soul and the Coral Amulet."

Hearing this, Jin Fei trembled with lingering fear.

If it weren't for the old man's inexplicable demeanor, this person's soul attack technique would be [-]%, including the saint.

"The saint suspects that the old man is a foreign object refined by Master Qimen, and it only has the power of one or two blows."

Zhong Changzong whispered: "And this is Chen Daoyou's last hole card, otherwise I will never survive."

"It makes sense."

Jin Fei nodded in agreement.

Just like some talismans with large-scale damage, the crushed ones will also be affected.

This also explained the old man's attack on Chen Ping at the beginning.

"More than 20 years ago, the Soul Thunder Palace and the Taiyi Sect were destroyed one after another, and the treasure house was also swept away."

"Chen Daoyou is full of treasures. He probably obtained the inheritance of the two sects by accident, or he has a close relationship with the black hand back then, or even he..."

Zhong Changzong abruptly cut off his guess.

Two fins of the kun fish, the green tribulation fairy thunder, the spiritual root of Taiyi opened by the eighth-order treasure, the ancestral tree of the holy market...

There are various indications that Chen Ping is inseparable from it.

Because according to records, the great monster protecting the sect of the Taiyi Sect is a seventh-rank kun fish!

This Kunyu wandered in the sea of ​​stars, and solved many enemies for the Taiyi Sect.

"It's too long ago, I can't prove it."

Jin Fei's heart skipped a beat.

He would rather believe that it was a coincidence that Chen Ping obtained the legacy of Taiyi Sect and Lei Gong.

After all, the conditions for Almighty Reincarnation are extremely harsh.

Tens of thousands of years are still alive.

These are not just means of refining virtual level.

"You calculate that he may capsize easily."

Zhong Changzong said lightly.

It turned out that the two planned to exchange the bloody soul for the Taishang Pavilion.

Thereby controlling the power of a Taichu three soul method.

But when he saw Chen Ping shatter the Tianpeng mark on the way, he temporarily changed his mind.

"No matter how mysterious he is, he can't resist the will of the Tianpeng clan! Especially in the Daqianjie with the blessing of the original source."

After a pause, Jin Fei smiled calmly and said, "Old Taoist, my lifespan is only one thousand years left, why not take a gamble. If he fails, the old Taoist will give him a big chance."

"You are free and easy."

Zhong Changzong said lukewarmly, then changed the topic and said: "It's best not to disclose the information of Chen Daoyou to the Taishang Pavilion."

"In recent years, their actions have been too abnormal."

"This seat suspects that that old bastard is about to take that step."

"Nanyi's cultivation world was destroyed, and one of the reasons may be because of the high-level puppet main material."

Although Nanyi is weak, there are not many monsters and giant spirits of the sixth level.

"Yan Daoyou is older than the old man, and he is proficient in puppet techniques and formations. If he really breaks through, he will be one of the best existences in the Great Thousand Realm."

A gloomy look flashed across Jin Fei's face.

3000 years ago, he had a competition with Yan Lao of the Taishang Pavilion.

The opponent's body didn't move, just calling out a few sixth-order puppets drove him to the end of his rope.

The key point is that this person surnamed Yan is still a ghostly genius.

The puppet array arranged is unique and powerful.

Fortunately, in the Great Thousand Realm, there are very few seventh-order treasures that allow puppets to keep the rules.

Otherwise, Yan Lingzun would be unstoppable in the late stage of transformation.

"The old and immortal must be trying their best to prolong their lifespan."

"Although the treasures containing the rules of life are rare, there are collections in Tianyan Continent's Qingqiu Mountain and your Yushan Mountain."

After finishing these blatant reminders, a layer of silver light appeared around Zhong Changzong's body.

Apparently he had the intention of leaving.

"Changzong!"

Jin Fei called from afar, bowed half-bowed and said: "After the fusion of the Great Thousand Worlds begins, I trouble you to mediate and protect the foundation of the human race as much as possible."

"The saint has already descended, you and I don't want to contact me any more."

After a noncommittal pause, Zhong Changzong's figure disappeared instantly.

Pieces of dark wind were blowing through the narrow and long cracks in the ground.

Jin Fei's appearance seemed to have aged all of a sudden.

The witch spring is fierce and mighty.

Once she adapts to the physical body and passes through the period of weakness, most of the area will face death.

"If the Taishang Pavilion is willing to prevent the killing of the Holy Maiden, it is reasonable to hand over the vitality branch of Yushan to Yan Daoyou for refining."

After thinking for a while, Jin Fei flew towards the other end of the sky together.

……

Three years passed in a flash.

in the cave.

Chen Ping let out a mouthful of turbid air, and slowly opened his eyes.

The injuries all over his body finally recovered.

After losing the Nine Green Crowns, the recovery speed has indeed dropped a lot.

With a flash of consciousness, a pure white double-leaf fish tail floated out.

A soul-stirring force of space circled one after another.

Unfolding the white fin on the back, Chen Ping felt it delicately for a moment.

The same breath.

He can be sure that the white fin and fish tail come from the same source.

Kunpeng is the upgraded body of Kunyu.

Although the bloodlines of the two are different, Kunyu has also been able to enter the ranks of first-class ancestors.

In his judgment, both fins and tails are semi-finished products.

Otherwise, the Kunyu is so huge that it cannot be so small.

……

"Where is the best place to put it?"

Chen Ping grabbed the fish's tail, and first made a few gestures behind his buttocks.

But when he thought of Miss Huwei in the Goulan place, he couldn't help but veto it with a trembling.

Then he opened his mouth again and stuffed the tail down his throat.

"Hey, this location seems to be good."

Chen Ping shook his head, and Kun's fish tail also swayed, spreading out circles of space ripples.

After confirming it, he immediately performed the puppet technique and began to plant fish tails.

months later.

over the islands.

The space shook violently, and cracks shot out, as if it was about to collapse.

But in an instant, it returned to stability.

A purple shadow quietly floated down.

There are two pure flying wings extending from his back.

In the throat, a rippling fish tail covered his face, making it even more conspicuous.

If the fish's tail is blood-colored, it looks like some kind of magical secret technique that swallows and swallows tentacles.

"belch!"

With a thought of Chen Ping, the fish tail was immediately gathered into the size of a white needle, and stuck back on the throat bone.

He couldn't help feeling elated.

Seeing his throat twitching, the opponent might mistakenly think that he was about to perform some strange technique.

In fact, this fishtail is purely a treasure for running away.

Cooperating with Baiji, the moving supernatural power has increased by [-] to [-]%.

Similarly, at his level, he couldn't completely refine the Kun Yu Tai.

Therefore, even in the Void Refining Realm, fish fins and fish tails are useful.

"Crack!"

Then, I saw Chen Ping's five fingers on his right hand pointing one at a time, interspersed with a space.

But immediately, his complexion changed slightly.

After searching around for half an hour, he retrieved a storage ring somewhere thousands of miles away.

"Is it so difficult to comprehend the supernatural powers of space?"

Chen Ping smacked his lips.

Back then, he saw Xu Wujiu casually taking treasures from the space, and he has been envious to this day.

I followed suit just now, but almost lost a storage ring.

The independent space he constructed is very unstable.

During the high-speed movement, the storage ring was driven into the chaotic area.

However, he was not much discouraged.

When you can easily and comfortably get treasure from the void, it means that you have begun to master the rules of space.

……

Fleeing back to the cave, Chen Ping closed the restriction smoothly.

With a touch of the fingertip, a bright red drop of blood appeared in suspension.

A look of excitement floated on his face.

This is his greatest achievement in the Golden Pagoda.

It would not be a loss to him at all to trade the Hunyuan fairy lotus root for a drop of blood and true soul!

The opportunity to practice both dharma and body is close at hand.

But Chen Ping calmed down more and more.

Recalling the experience of Jin Fei and Zhong Changzong fighting for food, he always felt a little strange.

This true soul seems to come a little easier.

As if it was deliberately given to him.

Since practicing, Chen Ping has always adhered to the principle of caution.

If not, the silver leaf of the ancestral tree taken from the golden bead would not be given to Da Hui to try first.

"Zhong Changzong himself is a body cultivator, why doesn't he refine this drop of true soul, law and body dual cultivation?"

Chen Ping frowned and thought deeply.

The later stage of the path, the stronger the monk who also practiced the dharma body.

If it is said that Zhong Changzong gave up the opportunity to practice both dharma and body in order to meet the lower realm of the saint, he would never believe it.

"What is the reason?"

Chen Ping was perplexed.

After a while, he took back the True Soul Seal.

I have to ask Concubine Shu Mu first.

In case the double cultivation of dharma and body is accompanied by bad consequences, he has to carefully weigh one or two.

After lying quietly for a day, Chen Ping began to continue to retreat.

The purified grains of four-way grain elixir turned into a steady stream of vitality to nourish the dantian.

……

Time flies.

150 years have passed leisurely.

"Haw!"

On one side of the bunker, True Monarch Big Gray's limp limbs were facing the sky, basking in the scorching sun.

It emerged from its cocoon decades ago.

After devouring the first-class ancestor blood product that Ouyang Qiu compensated, it successfully transformed from a holy demon to a true demon blood.

The sublimation of the bloodline finally made its supernatural power not inferior to that of ordinary creatures of the same rank.

If the imprint of the ancient tree is activated again, it will even be able to fight against many with one.

It really made Chen Ping envious.

Because the improvement brought by the imprint of the ancient tree is far inferior to that of Da Hui.

"Girl, where are you?"

There was a look of concern in the eyes of the big gray worm.

Chen Fuyao was raised by it alone, so there is no need to repeat the depth of his feelings.

"She is very safe, but she has not yet broken through to transform into a god, and she should still be in the stage of transforming into a mortal and refining her heart."

At this moment, the space on the beach twisted slightly, and a Taoist in purple clothes flew out slowly.

He held a soul lamp in his hand.

It was Chen Fuyao's soul thread.

"Master, you have broken through the middle stage of transformation!"

Dahui neighed excitedly.

It remembered the master's promise, and took him to look for Chen Fuyao in the Fancang sea area in the mid-break.

"Are you supplying me with pills?"

Chen Ping said angrily.

The effect of the Danxian map is indeed against the sky.

The long-term refining of the high dao pattern elixir has made the cultivation base grow rapidly, and the bottleneck in the middle period is getting closer and closer.

Too bad he couldn't support himself.

All the low-level grain six-grade pills purchased from Master Lexin have been exhausted.

It is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

Then let him work hard to breathe out and run the cycle of the sky, the feeling is extremely hiccupping.

"The master has a long lifespan, he should consider improving alchemy."

Da Hui sincerely suggested.

"Fart! A monk's energy is limited, your master and I are superb in puppetry, which already takes up a lot of time."

Chen Ping cursed.

Trying to refine a sixth-grade elixir, he might not have enough money to fill it in.

He couldn't help but miss the days when Le Xin was by his side.

Exclusive VIP service of Da Dan Sheng.

But on the day when the saint went down to the world, Lexin and Pu Hanmo separated and ran away without a trace.

The former's timid and fearful character must have shrunk to hide like a frightened bird.

When he wanted to contact Lexin, he was looking for a needle in a haystack.

"What's the master's plan?"

Dahui asked with a flick of his worm horn.

"Visit Dan Sheng, come to ask for medicine."

As Chen Ping said, he waved his sleeve robe and pocketed Da Hui.

With another shake of the hand, the Black Demon Bone Umbrella slid out.

"How is Bai Su's situation?"

Facing the black umbrella, Chen Ping asked.

"With the spirituality of the bone umbrella body, it can last for about one hundred sixteen or seven years at most."

Umbrella Spirit said respectfully.

It was slightly displeased in its heart, and felt worthless for its master.

The pavilion master has not yet started to collect the blood of 3000 million living beings.

You must know that creatures below the second level are not within the scope of producing effects.

So the pavilion master wants to gather enough numbers by harvesting a few beast hordes, which is completely nonsense.

"You can protect Bai Su's spirit with all your strength, don't worry about other things."

After pondering for a while, Chen Ping said flatly.

Surrounded by powerful enemies on all sides, he is in a very dangerous situation now.

Once locked by Taishang Pavilion and Pengtian Palace, even his own life will be involved.

After all, these two forces span several cultivation circles.

Especially the Pengtian Palace.

The entire Great Thousand Realm is under its supervision.

Bai Su's sacrifice certainly moved him a little bit.

But the cultivation of immortality requires rationality.

The sea of ​​consciousness is rolling.

The map of the Great Thousand Worlds taught by Pu Hanmo flickered out.

After staring for a long time, his eyes fell on an area.

Between Hao Yuhai and Tianyan Continent.

About the middle position.

Jingyun cultivation world!
This practice world is relatively lonely.

In the several wars that have swept across half of the Great Thousand Realm, there is no trace of the Jingyun cultivation world.

The main reason is that the Jingyun cultivation world is similar to the original Yuanyan Islands.

Its four sides are surrounded by the dangerous land of Lanxu and Tianchao.

Even if the cultivators in the early stage of the transformation of the gods shuttle back and forth, it is not a little dangerous.

Naturally, the overall strength of the Yuanyan Islands is far from being comparable to that of the Jingyun cultivation world.

The latter area is already equivalent to [-]% of the Tianyan Continent, and there are creatures of the sixth-order late stage inhabiting it.

"Relatively isolated from the outside world, before the middle stage of transformation, the rest of the days will be settled in the Jingyun cultivation world."

Soon, Chen Ping left the island where he had lived for more than 150 years.

……

After half a year.

A beam of cyan light stopped in the deep sea.

Chen Ping flashed out, his eyes showing a hint of fatigue.

After trekking across mountains and rivers, avoiding all major islands and flying for six months, he finally left Haoyu Sea.

In front of him was a slowly turning blue-gray sand curtain.

Once the consciousness was clear, it was actually a vast and endless desert suspended in the sea.

"Lanxu Tianchao."

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes.

This is a famous and dangerous place in the cultivation world.

From ancient times to the present, I don't know how many sixth-level powers have fallen.

It is said that Lanxu Tianmo is the lair of Zerg.

The ancient insect monsters that are extinct in other cultivation worlds occasionally appear here.

With an illusion on his face, Chen Ping changed from a young appearance to a middle-aged man with a long beard.

First, he spent more than a month turning around the Lanxu Sky Moat.

But after finding the weak entrance as imagined, he stepped in.

Not long after the flight, Chen Ping's expression turned slightly strange.

The surrounding area of ​​Lanxu Tianchao was too quiet.

Except for the whistling wind and sand and the flowing sea water, there was no sound to be heard.

As soon as the consciousness spread out, a scene with a radius of thousands of miles was revealed.

There are millions of green scorpions or unknown poisonous insects hidden in the wind and sand.

Although most of them are first-order, it also proves that the insect lair is worthy of its name.

"This place is a good place to collect life energy and blood."

Chen Ping's heart moved, and he blew a few breaths around.

"呲呲!"

Immediately, dense sword energy escaped one after another, and every time it turned, it brought a fishy wind.

In the blink of an eye, the second-order poisonous insects within a thousand miles were wiped out.

The number is about six hundred.

"Umbrella Spirit!"

When Chen Ping called out, the Black Demon Bone Umbrella flew out.

"Master."

The Umbrella Spirit waited cautiously for instructions.

"Collect life energy."

Chen Ping had no nonsense.

"The pavilion master kills people like hemp, and he doesn't even know the most basic magic skills?"

Umbrella Spirit was slightly taken aback, but couldn't believe it.

Harvesting life energy is as simple as refining a blood demon bottle.

"Why, I got the title of Shengxie for nothing!"

Knowing what Qi Ling thought, Chen Ping couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

He hadn't been exposed to powerful blood and magic skills in his early years, so he wasn't very interested.

"The pavilion master should be an example of righteousness."

Qi Ling slapped his ass hard.

Then quickly circled around, turning the corpses of the second and third worms into strands of blood, and absorbed them into the black umbrella.

……

More than ten days later.

Chen Ping has officially stepped into Lanxu's natural moat.

This area stretches for tens of millions of miles.

There are all kinds of insect monsters along the way, overwhelming the sky.

But that just happened to be what he did.

If the cultivator who transforms the gods attacked, the Zerg race, whose highest level was no more than the fourth rank, would have no reason to survive.

Soon, the Umbrella Spirit collected more than [-] insect spirits.

Although it is a small number compared to 3000 million.

But according to this efficiency, after Chen Ping consciously broke through the mid-stage, he would be able to get everything together by sweeping the Lanxu Sky Moat back and forth a few times.

"At that time, it is completely possible to create an army of Zerg puppets."

Chen Ping has already conceived in his mind.

There is no shortage of sixth-order insect monsters in Tianchao.

It is also very good to use it to explode after refining it into a puppet.

On this day, Chen Ping strangled a group of demon insects as usual.

Taking advantage of the Umbrella Spirit collecting life energy, he closed his eyes slightly to recover his energy.

But at this moment, a strange whistling sound came from far away.

Immediately afterwards, the beating of drums continued.

On one side of the sky, colorful clouds suddenly billowed, and a strong wind howled and passed.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ping stared at the place where the celestial phenomenon was stirring, and his consciousness was swept away.

In the colorful fog that spreads for thousands of miles, there are groups of flying butterflies the size of walls with colorful wings.

The number is as many as one hundred thousand.

Covering most of the sky visible to the naked eye.

"It's a spirit worm."

After catching the monk's breath on several worm monsters in a row, Chen Ping clasped his fists thoughtfully and stopped moving.

The Jingyun cultivation world is sitting on Lanxu's natural moat.

It is not only a natural barrier, but also a good place to obtain treasures and refine materials.

At least [-]% of the Jingyun human monks are beast tamers.

Eighty percent of them are insect repair.

It is not difficult to domesticate and control tens of thousands or tens of thousands of Zerg.

A monk only needs to sign a blood contract with the insect king and the insect king.

It's like the evil group of flying rock wings he raised before.

With Big Hui's relationship, the swarm is also loyal to him.

Jingyun insect cultivator often sneaks into Lanxu's natural moat, preying on wild insect monsters and feeding them spiritual pets.

Of course, if you dare to come here, at least you must be a person who has the great perfection of Yuanying, who has the means to transform into a god.

……

"buzz"

"buzz"

The group of colorful butterflies apparently also spotted the purple-robed monk on the flight path.

The wind whistled together.

The butterfly demon group separated head to tail, wrapping Chen Ping tightly.

While the wings were squirming, a huge butterfly monster with a body length of one hundred feet protruded out, with a hideous head.

"At the beginning of the sixth stage."

Almost at the same time, Chen Ping clearly sensed the realm of the Die Emperor.

This surprised him quite a bit.

Beast trainers are not very popular at high levels.

The higher the cultivation level, the harder it is to tame the monster.

So far, he has rarely seen fellow Taoists who control sixth-level monsters.

At this time, there was a slight surprise in the air.

I saw it in the depths of the butterfly group.

About tens of feet high, a blue-robed man with a green mask was stepping on a crimson insect bone and floating in the wind.

The whole body of this worm bone is bright red, and there is a layer of faint black air lingering around it.

He was facing Chen Ping, and a trace of deep fear flashed across his eyes.

He couldn't perceive the depth of this person's spiritual consciousness!
"Master."

Seeing this strange situation, Umbrella Spirit hurriedly manipulated the body to shoot back.

"The treasure of the magic way!"

The masked man glanced at the Black Demon Bone Umbrella, and was shocked again.

"Your Excellency, the insect repellent group surrounded Han, are you impatient?"

Chen Ping shouted lightly.

He was not polite about the insect cultivator in the early stage of transformation.

"In the Lower Chongyang Immortal Palace, Lu Qing, the Supreme Elder, the Ling Chong Emperor made arbitrarily assertive opinions, and I am extremely sorry."

The masked man froze in his heart, and waved his hand.

The crowd of butterflies that surrounded the past immediately receded like a tide.

"Chongyang Immortal Palace?"

Chen Ping raised his eyebrows, cupped his fists and said, "It's like thunder piercing my ears, I've been waiting for a long time."

"This evil Taoist is really not the God of Transformation in the Jingyun cultivation world!"

The masked man secretly became vigilant.

The faction he belongs to is called "Yang Chong Immortal Palace", which is not Chong Yang at all.

As for the Yang Chong Immortal Palace in Jingyun, it is one of the top three human forces, and everyone knows it among high-ranking monks.

Of course, Chen Ping didn't know that he was tricked by a small trick, and he said expressionlessly: "What else can you do, fellow Daoist Lu?"

"Fellow Daoist Han, please retreat immediately."

The masked man clasped his hands, stepped on the butterfly emperor, and quickly penetrated into the sand sea without a trace.

The tens of thousands of flying butterflies behind also followed closely in a hurry.

After flying thousands of miles as if fleeing, the masked man heaved a sigh of relief.

"The coercion on Xiexiu's body is half stronger than that of his senior brother! Could it be that he came to the Jingyun cultivation world for the treasures of the ancient clan?"

For a while, the masked man was dripping with cold sweat.

My senior brother advanced to the middle stage of transforming gods more than a thousand years ago.

Except for the two fellow Daoists from his sect in the later stage, they were invincible in all Jingyun human races.

But he has no doubts that the senior brother may only be on par with the evil cultivator just now, and will not gain the slightest advantage.

"I'd better send a summons to my brother as a warning."

The masked man was thinking, and swiped with one hand.

A green flying insect pattern immediately disappeared into the sky.

……

"Chongyang Immortal Palace?"

Chen Ping stroked his chin, and said with a strange smile: "It's better to call Yang Chong more interesting."

Now he just wants to reach the Jingyun cultivation world as soon as possible, and buy sixth-grade pills in large quantities.

Since the other party admitted his mistake with a fair attitude, he had no intention of killing him.

Several months passed without incident.

Chen Ping walked and killed all the way, slaughtering demon insects.

During the period, I would occasionally meet a few fifth-order demon kings.

He slashed and killed it disrespectfully and pocketed it.

Unfortunately, the sixth-order insect emperor did not see a single one.

"No matter how vast the Lanxu Heavenly Moat is, I have at least walked more than half of it, right?"

Chen Ping guessed.

Then, he didn't waste any more time.

Stretch out the fins of the kun fish directly, and gallop towards a fixed direction.

After doing this for an hour, he suddenly stopped.

"It's such a strong thunder aura, mixed with the breath of thunder calamity."

Grabbing it casually, Chen Ping had a ball of white thunder in his hand.

Ever since Lei Dao sloughed off, he was extremely sensitive to the lightning between heaven and earth.

Close your eyes and feel for a while.

Chen Ping was a little surprised.

He actually caught a ray of familiar spiritual pressure from a distant place.

"Is there any old friend who survived the divine catastrophe in this dangerous place?"

After thinking for a moment, Chen Ping's white fins kept flickering.

Within a stick of incense, he swept a circle of thousands of miles.

In the end, he flew towards the south, where the thunder aura gathered.

……

After flying for more than [-] miles, Chen Ping saw the target at a glance without looking any further.

As he guessed.

On the sandy sea not far away, there is indeed a monster crossing the catastrophe.

A hundred-foot-long monster dragon raised its head and neighed like a giant mountain.

The limbs as thick as giant pillars kept sweeping the sea water.

Stir up monstrous waves and fiery red winds.

The sky where the dragon raised its head and howled, stretched everywhere and was covered with dark clouds.

A series of intertwined attribute tribulation thunders fell fiercely.

And instantly formed a shocking thunder net, enveloping the monster dragon in it and slashing wildly.

The most conspicuous thing is nothing more than a huge dark cloud hanging high in the sky.

A pupil of catastrophe!
It shows that the creatures below have mastered at least one rule.

very short time.

The pupil of catastrophe enveloped the dragon demon.

The shackles of rules spread all over in an instant, blocking Chen Ping's spiritual detection.

However, after a quick scan, he had already confirmed the identity of the Demon Dragon of Transcending Tribulation.

It turned out to be the Tianlong Zhenjun who once entered the giant spirit's lair together in the pilgrimage sea area!
This cultivator is half human and half demon, but walks in the cultivation world with a human body.

The second time I met Tianlong was in Yuanyan Islands.

He couldn't bear the human race being tortured, so he came to help the human race.

Later, Tianlong and Master Gu Zuiwei, who are also of different species, quickly fell in love and became Taoist couples.

"Where's that girl Gu Zuiwei?"

Chen Ping changed his mind, and searched back and forth meticulously with his spiritual consciousness.

The next moment, he saw Gu Zuiwei hiding in a condensed sand ditch on the seabed.

However, the woman's state is very sluggish.

The breath was chaotic, and it looked like he was seriously injured.

"How could they be in Lanxu Sky Moat?"

Chen Ping was a little puzzled.

This area is extremely dangerous.

The two Nascent Soul peaks enter the room, and there is a big risk of falling.

Not to mention crossing the robbery here.

In case the sixth-order insect emperor is attracted, the couple will just wait for their fall.

It's not that everyone is like him, who still has the strength to kill the Giant Spirit Emperor after the catastrophe.

"Meeting an old man in a foreign land is really a fate. Gu Zuiwei is too hasty to protect you. I will help you."

Hiding in the space gap, Chen Ping's eyes flashed.

If Tianlong successfully breaks through Huashen, Tongtian Pavilion will have another thug.

……

"Boom!"

The thunder calamity triggered by Tianlong continued to blast down.

A few days later, the pupil of the rule was completely blurred.

Boomed down a series of coercion that suffocated the Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Tianlong..."

At this moment, Gu Zuiwei ignored her serious injury and looked out worriedly.

Soon, the dense thunderclouds slowly dissipated.

A dragon demon covered in bruises was floating on the surface of the sea, motionless as if hanging by a thread.

"Hey, it failed."

Chen Ping shook his head and sighed, having nothing to say.

Even the rule feedback has not dropped.

The results speak for themselves.

What's more, Tianlong has been injured at the root, and his death is imminent, and even the cultivators of refining the void are powerless to recover.

Staring for a while, Chen Ping curled up his white fins and planned to leave.

An old friend is an old friend.

But as time goes by, it's not worth spending more time making friends with old friends who don't have Huashen.

"Tianlong!"

Seeing her husband in such a miserable state, Gu Zuiwei went straight to the Dujie Land anxiously.

At this moment, an old man's face with a radius of one hundred feet suddenly appeared in the midair.

The eyeballs are as cold as the dead, and the face is tattooed with layers of insect wing magic patterns.

"Coincidentally, the little bastard of the ancient clan has become a widow, why don't you go along with the martyrdom!"

The big face of the worm-print old man twisted into a cold smile, and he opened his mouth to spit out a sticky white spider silk.

Covered towards Gu Zuiwei.

"Fellow Daoist came here by a coincidence, I almost missed you!"

At the same time, a mocking low laugh suddenly sounded in the ears of the old man with worm pattern, which made his expression change immediately.

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, the body of the worm-shaped old man was pulled out of the space as if by a sandbag.

And was pinched fiercely in the hand by a big palm burning with ice flames.

"Little brat in the early stage of transformation, what kind of garlic are you putting in front of this seat?"

A man in purple robe flashed to Gu Zuiwei's side, with two fingers together, he slashed out with sword aura all over the sky, tearing the covered spider web to pieces!

(End of this chapter)