Haoyu Zhenxian

Absolutely captivating.

Astronomical phenomena in the beginning.

In the beginning there was nothingness.

Hundreds of years ago, the Taoist avatar of Yuan Ling's cultivation world showed great power.

A set of coherent soul skills instantly kills the digitized god.

Severely injured all the top creatures including the saint!
Such a hole card, even after so long, still lingers like a brand.

"Get out of the way!"

A fearful warning came from the Extreme Day Treasure Domain.

"This is the powerful puppet that severely damaged Pengtian Temple back then!"

"Didn't the saint say that this thing is a one-time product, and it will be turned into fly ash after it is used?"

The little old man, the Cyan Bull Demon Emperor, and Jiang Yuanzhou were all cultivating around the Tongtian Pavilion.

But when the colorful old man appeared on the stage, they felt a shudder down their spines, tore apart the space, and disappeared from the spot with a panicked expression.

The wave of soul power emanating from this old man is too strong!
After a while, except for the saint who vaguely felt that her aura was slightly worse than last time, no one else could find any flaws.

"Soul capture!"

The multicolored gauze old man pointed around indifferently.

The spiritual consciousness of the few creatures who had just hid in the space swayed violently, and fell into a brief darkness.

"Zizi!"

At the same time, the black light shot by the saint also shot at Chen Ping in a flash.

Having suffered from this technique back then, Chen Ping had already taken precautions.

Without saying a word, he touched the top of the sky.

A pure white and flawless fire cloud flew from the top of the head with a "swish".

It turned into a ox hair inch light, and faced the black light of about the same size.

The benefits of Yuan Yan did not completely reassure Chen Ping.

The dantian boiled, and a full [-]% of the mana was poured into the body.

It's not that he's timid.

Last time this technique gave him no time to hide in the golden bead, it really made people dare not be careless.

"Boom."

Two inconspicuous spells were intertwined, forming a shock wave the size of an egg!
The sense of expansion at the point of collision is actually an earth-shattering shock.

Immediately, Heimang scooped it up with five fingers like a human hand.

The brilliant flames disappeared in an instant.

And the black glow seemed to have swallowed a small wisp of primordial flames, and it surged upwards.

"Sure enough, it is a rare devouring power!"

Chen Ping frowned.

Devouring Rules is a special power.

It is impossible for creatures of ordinary races to master it.

But this kind of rule is very common in Lingquan.

After all, while irrigating all things, the biggest benefit of giving back is to devour rules.

However, Yuan Yan was already close to the second slough.

In terms of attributes, even if it is slightly restrained by the devouring rules, it is still in a crushing position in terms of level.

"Oh!"

Sure enough, a soft sound was heard in mid-air.

The black light collapsed like a bubble and disappeared.

When faced with an overpowering energy, the devouring power can easily backfire on itself.

"This old demon spring has not recovered yet!"

Seeing that the saint was frustrated, Chen Ping couldn't help but feel happy.

Compared with the desperate situation back then, he solved the fatal blow very easily this time.

In addition to her own strength soaring, the more important thing is that the state of the saint is not as good as when she just went down to the lower realm.

Probably only at the level of Fusu, the great immortal descendant!
"Aspect of heaven."

At this moment, the old man in colorful clothes in the sky opened his arms.

A vast spiritual power blows out like a gust of wind.

This time, even the breath of the saint disappeared without a trace.

"Time is running out for garlic!"

Chen Ping's eyes flashed brightly, and he held up a delicate seal with one hand.

Suddenly, a beautiful brilliance burst out from it.

Covering a huge shadow somewhere in the void.

And that shadow was also struggling violently, and the raised convex hulls twisted continuously.

Accompanied by the shrill neighing of the horse.

"Old Xu!"

Chen Ping immediately shouted violently.

His spatial supernatural powers are displayed in the attacking methods of the Vientiane Killing Technique.

To capture a late sixth-order monster in an instant, the most suitable person is Xu Wugui.

This is also a temptation!
The Pengtian Temple where the saint sits has the background of Yangxianchen, which is unparalleled in strength.

As the saying goes, people's hearts are unpredictable.

Whether Xu Wujiu has a different intention in private or not, even if he has opened his nine senses, he still can't tell.

Of course, if this person has the slightest hesitation, I have prepared an unforgettable lesson for him.

"Fischers don't empty their baskets!"

The next moment, Xu Wujiu proved his position with practical actions.

The golden Thief's Golden Hook was thrown across the air.

An elegant arc of fire twined in an instant.

Scorching scorching suns were formed piece by piece.

Forces back the water aura that condenses and crystallizes nearby.

"Hoo chi!"

Regardless of the distance, the golden hook flickered, hooking the shadow trapped by Chen Ping.

The painful roar of the beast came out loudly.

Then, a huge black horse with three heads was dragged abruptly and appeared.

It's the great protector of the Chunyang Chamber of Commerce, the Lotus Demon Soil Horse!

At this moment, on the heads of the three black horses in the middle, a golden hook was deeply embedded in it.

The fiery red flames are like a mountain torrent, spreading all over the body in the blink of an eye.

Even if this big goblin is proficient in earth arts, he can't resist the erosion of flames.

There was no need for Chen Ping to make another attack.

The lotus demon earth horse was burned into a skeleton, convulsing and panting.

Xu Wujiu's combat experience is extremely rich.

Raised the knife in his hand and dropped it, a blade of fire sliced ​​through the air.

Directly beheaded the three heads of the Ma Yaohuang.

"What's wrong with the old man not giving the spirit stone!"

Xu Wujiu let out a smirk, grabbed the demon soul of the Lian Mo Tuju, and squeezed it hard.

The big monster in the late sixth-order stage immediately lost his soul.

"When will I be able to refine a treasure that perfectly matches my own attributes!"

Seeing Xu Wujiu's method, Chen Ping was a little terrified.

This person's supernatural powers are progressing rapidly.

Because Thief Sky Golden Hook's fire and space attributes are very suitable for him.

With the support of Shuang Yixiu, Xu Wujiu indeed has the qualifications to challenge ordinary big monks.

……

"I was fooled, this kid has no cards at all."

"This is just an ordinary avatar!"

In just half a breath, the little old man, the green bull demon emperor, and Jiang Yuanzhou came to their senses and reappeared one after another.

"Xu Wugui!"

Jiang Yuanzhou swept away the tragic death of the spirit beast, two clusters of purple awns flickered fiercely in his eyes, and his voice suddenly became extremely cold.

Lianmo Tuju has been suppressing the Chunyang Chamber of Commerce for a longer time than him.

From a small disciple to the master of the lotus demon soil horse.

There have been too many stories between him and this demon emperor!

It can be said that the lotus demon soil horse is a part of his life.

The loss of his right-hand man made him furious.

But then his heart tightened, Xu Wujiu's supernatural power was much stronger than it was more than a hundred years ago!
The rule of two kinds of one slough is added.

He is a few chips away from being the owner of a chamber of commerce who does not worry about resources.

"Fellow saint, why don't you come out and meet the old man?"

The old man with colorful gauze carried his hands on his back, but Chen Ping's voice came out of his mouth.

That's right, this is just a elixir clone.

It is impossible to display the astronomical phenomena in the beginning.

And his goal has been achieved.

Slashing the big demon of the Chunyang Chamber of Commerce in an instant relieved some of the pressure on his side.

"Roar!"

Being teased by the enemy, the Cyan Bull Demon Emperor jumped into a rage, and suddenly a thunder light shot out from the horn.

"Friend Qingniu wait a minute."

The next moment, in the Extreme Day Treasure Domain, the faint voice of the saintess rang out.

Ding dong, a figure of a hot woman clearly appeared.

And the Cyan Bull Emperor seems to have taken refuge in the saint.

At the moment when he was stopped, even though he was reluctant, he crushed Lei Guang as ordered.

……

When the saint appeared, Chen Ping shook the giant crocodile White Fang in his hand.

Create an independent space.

Pass Chen Fuyao and Fairy Yuetong in.

Hitting the expected ambush, he and Xu Wujiu were able to fight and escape, and their self-defense was extremely strong.

But the two female cultivators have low supernatural powers and can't hold on for a few breaths.

"Sister, the pavilion master came prepared, don't worry too much."

Standing in the black hole, Fairy Yuetong said in relief.

But her body is honest.

Directly connect the points with both hands, and set up two sets of six-level defensive formations on his body.

Three peak creatures gathered on the side of the saint.

What she said just now was mostly comforting.

"Sister, be careful too."

Chen Fuyao replied uneasy.

The possible dangers of the trip to the Extreme Day Treasure Domain have been informed by Master in advance.

She was also mentally prepared to fall.

……

"Ning Mei."

Looking at the saint within the water mist restriction, Chen Ping exclaimed with a complicated expression.

A wave of soul power covered it away.

"Humph."

The saint gave a cold snort with a sarcasm on her face, and let Chen Ping's soul power sweep over her.

"She really has completely fallen!"

Sensing the soul of the Holy Goddess, there was no second breath, Chen Ping sighed in displeasure.

To be honest, he occasionally harbors fantasies.

His own concubine can turn the tables and take over the body with his backhand.

In this way, you can also pick up a big deal for nothing.

But the truth is as he sees it.

The gap between Bu Ningmei and the saint is vast.

Even the possibility of a slight reversal is an extravagant hope.

"This saint is more curious, how did you see through this situation?"

The saint's beautiful eyes shrank.

Chunyang Chamber of Commerce's newly promoted great monk Jiang Yuanzhou and Lei Gong's heirs have secretly joined Pengtian Temple.

Insiders are rare.

There is no one who informed Tongtian Pavilion in advance.

Besides, she specially ordered Jiang Yuanzhou and Lei Gong's heirs to stage a scene of killing each other!
Just to make Chen Ping sure that the two are definitely not the same.

At that time, no matter who Tongtiange chooses to cooperate with, it will fall into her layout.

But what was unexpected was that as soon as the bait was thrown, Chen Ping seized the opening and caught her behind the scenes ahead of schedule.

Jiang Yuanzhou and the skinny old man looked over in surprise.

The two thought that their acting was extremely realistic.

Even a cultivator who transforms the spirit has an exquisite mind, but he can't find any clues in a short period of time.

"Fellow Daoist, Chen will make up for what he promised you!"

Suddenly, Chen Ping punched the skinny old man.

"My own?"

Xu Wujiu was stunned.

But immediately the corner of his mouth twitched, realizing that the pavilion master was still acting.

Because the saint just sneered at herself, completely unbewitched.

"This Thunder Palace heir must have been firmly controlled by the saint!"

Seeing the cold eyes and disdain of the people on the opposite side, Chen Ping came up with a result after testing.

The current Pengtian Temple system, with the saintess as the core, forms a seamless iron barrel!

"If your Excellency hadn't hit it by mistake, this kind of scheming would be considered unique in Lianxu!"

The saintess pulled the corners of her lips, forming a captivating smile.

Chen Ping frowned at the familiar voice.

He remembered the beautiful years when he irrigated the spiritual fields and entangled with his concubines tens of thousands of times.

The saint's guess was right, he hadn't noticed anything wrong before.

After all, everyone is a high-level creature.

The skills in facial expression control are comparable.

It's just that he was extremely vigilant in plotting Baoyu this time.

Will not trust anyone.

The second is to kill Jiang Yuanzhou and Lei Gong's descendants at the same time, and the reason is also very pure.

He took a fancy to the resources carried by Jiang Yuanzhou!

As for the descendant of Lei Gong, he must die.

Otherwise, how to win the Thunder Palace inheritance!
Besides, the tokens of the Lord of Thunder Palace are all in his hands, so there is no need for cooperation.

"It's so common for Chen to practice on a whim."

Chen Ping said in an unfathomable way.

He didn't intend to honestly admit that he was eyeing the property of the owner of the chamber of commerce.

Otherwise, what is the difference with Xu Wujiu.

……

"Your Excellency's whim is so miraculous, but it seems that he didn't count on today's inevitable situation!"

The saint said with a smile.

As soon as these words fell, Chen Ping seemed to have a feeling, and swept behind him.

"He's here too!"

Then, Xu Wujiu's eyelids twitched, and he was twisted into a tight knot.

The oppressive breath swept from afar.

With a tremor in the surrounding space, several bright red Suzakus emerged.

Drip and wagged his tail.

Immediately, dozens of space beams of light spewed out one after another, sealing off the area with a radius of ten thousand li.

The power of space diffused by Chen Ping and Xu Wujiu immediately froze, and there was a faint tendency to lose the battle!

In the next breath, an imposing and handsome male cultivator dodges to escape.

When the figure settled down, he just stood in the center of several people.

As soon as he appeared, Jiang Yuanzhou, Lei Gong's successor, and Qingniu Yaohuang all heaved a sigh of relief.

Actually a pair of headed posture.

"His Taoism is so much stronger?"

Chen Ping's expression turned gloomy, and he narrowed his eyes in fear.

The one who came was his old opponent, the great immortal Fusu!

This person does not know what to complete.

The strength of Taoism is far more than before.

Definitely the number one rival besides the saint!

"Holy Maiden, I have searched the entire Eastern Territory, and found no long-distance teleportation formations. Indeed, only these four people came from the Tongtian Pavilion!"

Fu Su spoke lightly, his eyes slowly moved to Chen Ping and Xu Wujiu.

Surrounded by digital pinnacle creatures.

In his eyes, these two people are no different from the dead.

"Trouble, Fellow Daoist Fusu."

The saint smiled slightly, and the two dimples were extremely charming.

"I also predicted that Fellow Daoist Fusu would go to Haoyuhai to destroy the Tongtian Pavilion and arrange it for nothing. It was really a mistake."

Shaking his head, Chen Ping let out a foul breath.

Under his coercion and lure, the Sea Emperor, who had been planted with the Immortal Seal, led the Haoyu Sea Clan, Tianwailou Chamber of Commerce, and all senior members of Yuanshi Jiange to station in Tongtian Island.

There are as many as [-] Tier [-] defenses.

Even if Fu Su dived, he would not be able to please him.

It's just that the arrangement of the saint is a bit unexpected.

"As soon as Chen Daoyou returned to the west, the Tongtian Pavilion immediately collapsed and scattered monkeys and grandchildren!"

Looking at Chen Ping between the palms, the Holy Maiden's eyes were full of mischief.

She was sure that this person would not give up the Extreme Day Treasure Domain.

Only then did he leave the customs halfway, and set up a net of heaven and earth!

……

"What do you have behind you?"

Xu Wujiu was flustered in his heart, and asked through sound transmission.

Looking at the situation, the four elixirs are all cannon fodder.

No matter how you look at it, there is only one way to go is strategic retreat.

The key Fusu is also proficient in space art.

Whether the two can retreat is still a question!

Before appeasing Xu Wujiu, who was in a panic, Chen Ping glanced around, and said with a strange smile: "These two old acquaintances from other races, could it be that the Holy Maiden can't attract anyone to deal with Chen in the Great Thousand Realm? "

Upon hearing this, the saint's smile suddenly disappeared.

Before setting up the game, she did invite several other peak powerhouses.

But Chen Ping is famous now, and he is hailed as the first master in the world in the future.

The peak beings who had never had any enmity with this person all resolutely refused, unwilling to turn against him easily.

And every treasure brought down from the upper realm has to pay a huge price.

After inviting Fusu, Jiang Yuanzhou and others, the treasures of the Star Realm are almost exhausted.

There is no temptation of great benefits, and most of them hold a wait-and-see attitude in the face of the friction between the two behemoths of Pengtian Palace and Tongtian Pavilion.

The saint is very clear that this is one of the few opportunities she has to kill this person.

Because if Chen Ping slipped away after launching such a terrifying battle, no one in the Great Thousand Realm would dare to charge into Tongtian Pavilion head-on!
"Fellow Daoist Xu, return to Pengtian Palace, the seventh-order forces on Yangxianchen will open the door for you."

"With your aptitude, if you have the guidance of the human race, you can go further!"

In order to be safe, the saintess blatantly split up.

She is confident that in such a desperate situation, this native deity will make a wise choice!

Seeing the saintess soliciting the enemy, Jiang Yuanzhou shrank his eyes.

But he didn't dare to refute the saint's decision.

"Conditions are good."

Xu Wujiu frowned, his expression uncertain.

"This saint will also give you a fair chance to compete for the breath of the rules."

The saint showed an expression that everything was under control.

From the beginning to the end, Chen Ping quietly watched her instigate rebellion as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

"And other good things."

Xu Wujiu's heart moved.

"Whoa!"

Thief Sky's golden hook swung against the wind and aimed at Chen Ping.

"Pavilion Master Chen is hard to fly today!"

Witnessing this situation, the saint sneered happily.

Suffering consecutive losses at the hands of the natives of the Great Thousand Realm, her mood has reached the limit.

But the great change in the next scene made her face even more frosty.

"Chen Ping, take care of yourself in the face of disaster!"

Xu Wujiu shouted suddenly, his figure flickered a few times, the golden hook gale gusts, tearing up a piece of space and trying to hide in it.

"If you don't surrender, die!"

Through the restriction, the saint stretched out a green finger.

At the same time, Fusu, who was instructed, suddenly urged the law to make a decision.

In the sky, several Suzakus spread their wings and pecked.

He forced Xu Wujiu back.

But Xu Wujiu wanted to escape with all his heart.

After failing once, he disappeared again.

"It's outrageous that you are not wrong."

After murmuring a few words, Chen Ping's body slowly floated into the air.

"Catch this kid!"

After an order from the saint, the Cyan Bull Demon Emperor, Jiang Yuanzhou, and the little old man each cast their spells tacitly, and dense auras appeared in the twisted void around them.

It is actually a long chain of magical powers.

With a slight shake, he wrapped himself around Chen Ping.

"Boom!"

There was a continuous muffled sound.

The chains flying around Chen Ping suddenly stopped strangely.

Countless threads of flame surged wildly from the dantian.

The chain is completely wrapped in it like a silk net.

Suddenly there was a loud "poof" and "poof", and the ashes broke and collapsed little by little.

Yuan Yan melts with everything!

The attacks of these three people are obviously not enough to counter his fire skills.

"Fellow Daoist Qingniu, Xu Wujiu has been trapped by the old man with magical powers, you go and deal with him!"

Fusu ordered together, and made an exchange with the Demon Emperor.

Today, the Lord of Tongtian Pavilion must be killed.

The growth of this man is frightening.

After obtaining a drop of diluted true unicorn blood from the saint, the Five Saints Immortal Art has been completed.

Qilin, Xuanwu, Suzaku, Five-clawed Golden Dragon, White Tiger.

With the five methods united into one, his magical powers soared!
It is worth noting that before he breaks through to the seventh level, he has no room for substantial enhancement.

But Chen Ping, who was only in the middle stage of transformation, was completely different!
Therefore, if this son is not killed, his death will be hundreds of years later.

……

Seeing that Fusu was the main force, Jiang Yuanzhou felt more at ease.

"A nest of snakes and rats, they should be killed!"

He raised his arm and pointed a finger towards Chen Ping.

Countless white marks emerged, and the icy rain all over the sky burst one after another.

Covers the entire surrounding area.

"After the saintess enters the treasure domain, is there a restriction that she can't come out?"

Calling out the sword array to protect his figure, Chen Ping glanced at Jiri Baoyu.

This Spring Spirit has been commanded far away.

He didn't intend to capture him personally.

"You dare to be distracted even if you fight with this old man!"

Sensing the extension of Chen Ping's soul power, Fu Su snorted indifferently, and a white and blue brilliance burst out on his body surface.

A layer of white clouds, a layer of blue mist.

The two intertwined and flickered wildly, and I don't know how many layers of kung fu were superimposed on him in an instant!

At this moment, he took a sudden step.

With a thunderbolt, the body swelled countless times, and turned into a white and blue hundred-foot-tall unicorn.

Under the impact of this force, the surrounding sword energy immediately became disordered and weakened by more than half.

Can only barely maintain the appearance of not breaking up.

Witnessing such power, the little old man shook his shoulders in fright, and consciously withdrew from the siege.

It seems that Fusu alone can kill the master of Tongtian Pavilion.

Even Jiang Yuanzhou at the same level is just icing on the cake!
"Fusu, capture him alive and force him to ask about the whereabouts of Yuexianchen Lingquan!"

In the Extreme Day Treasure Domain, the saint gave orders in a sharp voice.

"do not worry."

The Qilin Dharma Form transformed by Fusu opened his mouth in response, and the space storm and a circle of five elements burst out.

The next moment, in the billowing blue mist, all the four-element heavens within ten thousand miles trembled suddenly.

Two-color meteorites flew out of it one after another.

It flickered erratically, like giant flowers in full bloom, smashing towards the sword array frantically.

"Boom!"

As soon as the sword array wailed, it was instantly smashed to pieces.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Yuanzhou flicked his sleeve robe and threw an object towards Chen Ping's position.

It was a boxy ice-colored coffee table.

The ice and mist rolled on the surface, imprinting countless patterns of birds, insects, fish and animals.

As the crystal light flows, these patterns move vividly.

It's so icy!

All kinds of ice cones, ice swords, and ice guns appeared in illusions, covering Chen Ping's impenetrable body while resounding with strange sounds.

"Boom!"

The earth-shattering ice attribute spells kept falling.

One layer was not leveled and another was rising, quickly swallowing the figure below.

The two-color unicorn came from the sky, and its four hooves slammed outward.

Exploding space ripples twisted and rolled wildly, drowning all areas visible to the naked eye.

The strongest blow of the two peak creatures, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as destroying the world.

In the independent space, Fairy Yuetong barely drove the formation to reduce the aftermath of this terrifying mana.

The delicate face was terrified.

Once the pavilion master died, the Tongtian Pavilion fell apart.

Her little life will naturally disappear with it.

"Master!"

Chen Fuyao was cold all over, and shouted at Fairy Yuetong: "Open the formation, I want to go out."

"calm."

Fairy Yuetong's beautiful eyes turned cold.

As soon as Chen Fuyao appeared, her position was immediately revealed.

At that point, there was really no life left.

……

"Roar!"

However, as a painful roar resounded all around, the saint's expression changed dramatically.

Fusu's five dharmas were unified, and the unicorn dharma formed seemed to be being attacked by something ferocious.

Inexplicably, bloodstains bloomed all over his body, and his breath dropped by half in an instant.

With a flash of emerald light, Qilin stretched out its front paws, wanting to slap away the treasure that kept hurting it.

But suddenly, a light blade about a foot long cut through the air.

"Pfft!"

The invincible animal claws, which were comparable to those of the same level of physical cultivation under the blessing of spells, were completely removed, and cracks appeared, disintegrating and disappearing.

Not even a drop of blood rain!
Taking a closer look, the attack that disassembled the animal's claws was a small group of blue sword energy that could only be detected with the pupil technique.

Endless, let alone tens of millions!
The extremely condensed and subtle sword energy spun and fell into the hands of a cultivator wearing a purple robe.

"Pfft!"

Fusu was seriously injured and couldn't hold on to his Dharma form to transform into an immortal body. A mouthful of golden blood flew like a waterfall, dyeing the pure white Taoist robe red and gold, and the smell was so fishy!
A meridian, Fusu looked straight at the figure with shock.

The creatures on one side of the Pengtian Palace all changed their colors.

"Fellow Daoist Fusu, I ordered you to send a message to Yushan last time. Where do they plan to rank Chen?"

With a flat voice, Chen Ping pressed his right palm hard into the cloud of swords.

Slowly drew out a two-foot-long emerald green spirit sword.

This sword is as smooth as a mirror.

It is completely natural, there is no distinction between the hilt and the back of the sword.

No matter from which angle the consciousness is swept, it seems to be pierced by a sharp sword.

Instantly turned into nothingness!
Just now, it was this treasure that severely injured Fusu.

"The most powerful sword treasure of Jiange!"

Seeing this spirit sword, Fusu immediately recognized it.

Back then, it was this sword treasure that chopped off one of the horns of the Cyan Bull Demon Emperor.

The exaggeration of strength ranks first among all Heaven-reaching Spirit Treasures.

"Next!"

Chen Ping smiled lightly, Yuan Shijian flicked into the air.

In an instant, the spirit sword buzzed.

It seems that there is a sword chant passed down from ancient times resounding.

Above the sky, a river of sword energy rushed down, turning into a dazzling beam of light, mixed with an indescribably fierce sword energy.

Before the slightest drop, the surging void is already riddled with holes.

The vast river of sword energy was reflected in the black pupils, and Chen Ping shot down obliquely.

The vision of the Heavenly Sword transformed by Yuan Shijian also moved in sync with his posture, like a river of nine heavens pouring down from the mysterious sword mound.

At the same time, a cold and deep cloud pupil was printed without warning.

Rules suppressed!

"This sword is irresistible."

"Run!"

The descendants of Jiang Yuanzhou and Lei Gong were so shocked that cold sweat broke out on their noses, and they flew away in panic.

Before the sword was cut, the rules of heaven and earth were drawn.

What it represents is self-evident!

Only Fusu and the Saintess could barely take this sword.

"Foreigners, take this sword!"

Facing forward with one finger, Chen Ping rushed to Fusu with the power of the Yuanshi sword.

"Xuanwu Taoism!"

The monstrous earth spirit power came from Fusu's body.

Xuanwu phantom surged up, and directly collided fiercely with that Jianhe.

Rumble!
The moment they collided, the shadow of Xuanwu quickly spread out like huge cracks.

The sword energy swept across, smashing the well-defended dharma to pieces!
A look of astonishment flashed across Fusu's eyes.

He quickly shook his arm, and his figure retreated violently, not daring to regret his sharpness any longer.

Swish!
But as soon as he retreated, a figure patting white fins chased after him like a frightened bird.

The sky filled with sword energy surged along with Chen Ping's movement!
The lightning-fast sword light tore through the space.

Then he turned around and poured down on him under Jiang Yuanzhou's horrified gaze.

"Jiang can't just fall like this!"

Jiang Yuanzhou subconsciously took out a stack of talismans.

The treasure of life, the ice-colored coffee table, also quickly blocked it in front of her chest.

But just as he was taking a breath, all parts of his body were illuminated by a ray of divine light.

The next moment, my magic weapon couldn't bear the drop and was pressed against him!
"Jiange Pavilion Master Ye Daoyou said, don't mention the head of a sixth-order peak, Chen is no longer worthy of being called the number one sword cultivator in the Great Thousand Realm!"

With a cold voice, Chen Ping appeared in front of Jiang Yuanzhou, and slapped down lightly.

"Crack!"

The Yuanshi sword criss-crossed against the might of heaven and earth.

The ice-colored coffee table immediately fell apart.

With another slash, the dozen or so shields on Jiang Yuanzhou's chest were like paper, and they would be destroyed as soon as they collapsed.

Both soul and body were suppressed by supernatural powers, Jiang Yuanzhou could only watch helplessly as the tip of the sword enlarged rapidly in his pupils, but he had no power to dodge.

The sword light swept down, and there was a simple slap on the sword body like rippling water patterns.

"what!"

Amidst the shrill screams, Jiang Yuanzhou's body was strangled to pieces along with his soul.

Transformation God Dzogchen, fall!

The scene of this sword qi showing its power directly hits people's hearts.

It made the saintess and the others feel a little scared!
This sword obviously has not broken through the grade, but why does it behave like a boundary-breaking treasure in this person's hands?
"Hoohoo!"

A hurricane rolled down, and Fusu stopped pale.

Turning around, Jiang Yuanzhou was completely lost.

He narrowed his eyes and did not continue to escape.

Instead, he said in a cold and stern tone: "You have attracted the suppression of rules, and if you do it again, you will only die."

Looking up, Chen Ping's expression was calm.

Yuntong's peeping has dropped to three inches from the head.

It seems that any more spiritual power will be ruthlessly shrouded.

"Fellow Sword Spirit, I have the audacity to discuss with you."

"Come together with me to break the shackles of this world!"

Gently grasping the Yuanshi Sword, Chen Ping burst into the air with a big laugh, and slashed at Yun Tong high in the sky with his sword.