Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 785 Controversy between Taoism, no road opens the way, no sky opens the sky!

one year later.

A dazzling blue rainbow flew out from under the ice layer.

Disappeared from the sky in a flash.

The next moment it appeared at the end of the sky.

Such an astonishing escaping speed is difficult to capture even with ordinary sixth-order divine sense.

On the dark green lake of ten thousand hectares, a man in a purple robe appeared.

"The extreme of the Great Thousand Worlds, the Dead Lake."

After coming here, Chen Ping finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Dead Lake and Nanyi are separated by dozens of large and small cultivation circles.

The strong evil intent in the soul has all disappeared!
This discovery made him feel happy.

At least it proves that Tianzong's arrangement can't affect this place for the time being.

"It's better to hide until Tianzong's soul dies out by himself."

Chen Ping sighed deeply.

The battle at Misty Mountain made him clearly understand what it means that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse!
The suppression of the background is often the most terrifying.

Under the bombardment of the seventh-level talisman, he had to escape for his life.

That kind of attack has gone far beyond the scope of the God Transformation Realm.

If it were a real cultivator at the early stage of refining emptiness, his performance would not be much better than him.

"Tianzong's seventh-level talismans should be exhausted."

Chen Ping revealed the color of thinking.

In the end, the old man only focused on capturing Xuanfly, and didn't focus on chasing him, perhaps because he was unable to take care of both.

Concubine Shu Mu also said that seventh-level talismans are usually drawn with eighth-level materials.

The talismans that Tianzong brings to the lower realm must be limited!

But all this is just speculation on the bright side.

You have to be prepared to deal with it yourself.

It is known that after the soul melting technique is ineffective, Tianzong's methods will become more and more powerful.

……

at night.

Chen Ping opened up a cave in a rock at the bottom of the dead lake.

The lake is not deep.

About a hundred feet or so.

There are sporadic water monsters living in this lake.

Those with deep realms are only in the middle of the fifth order.

Chen Ping's infiltration did not leave any clues.

In the simple cave, he sat upright holding his breath.

A strange green stone was suspended beside him.

If you look closely, there are twelve strands of hair-like things of different colors flowing inside the stone.

This is the biggest gain from the trip to Misty Mountain.

The silk of the rule of the second slough!
Among them, there are three strands of ruleless silk.

Four regular threads of fire attribute.

Two regular threads of water attribute, one regular thread of vitality attribute, one regular thread of metallic attribute, and one regular thread of thunder attribute.

According to the different cultivation gods, at least three strands of the same attribute can be gathered to promote the transformation of the rules.

Then, right now, he has the opportunity of two kinds of rules.

First of all, the rule of fire is already close to the second slough, and it is undoubtedly a nail in the coffin.

Where is the other three strands of non-attribute regular silk more suitable?

The rules of the sword need not be considered.

With the golden bead in hand, just let the flow take its course and break through.

There is no need to waste the power of the thread of rules.

"The fusion rules I currently have are sword and death."

"If both of them transform, the supernatural powers of killing and cutting will not be weaker than those in the early stage of refining the void."

Chen Ping frowned hesitantly.

Without Tian Zong's pressure, he would not hesitate at all.

Try the second rule of death directly.

But the remnant soul of Tian Zong, who was comparable to the mid-stage of Void Refinement, made him daunting.

If you want to kill this soul completely, you can only start from the soul path!

What's more, once the soul path is sloughed out, the power of the matching Taiyiyan magic will also increase greatly.

"Soul, fire!"

After confirming it, Chen Ping stopped dawdling.

First put away the regular mother stone, then reached out and threw it, dozens of storage rings flashed brightly, and hundreds of corpses with different appearances fell down.

Basically, it was obtained by the many sixth-level plundering of the Great Thousand Realm in Tongtian Pavilion.

After arranging several sets of formations in succession, Chen Ping began to build fifth-order puppets in batches.

This time the time was tight, he did not hesitate to spend it, linked up with the souls, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to it.

Soon after, the corpses of all ethnic groups were disposed of.

Piece by piece are piled up in the cave, which is extremely spectacular.

"Three sixth-level formations and hundreds of puppets exploded themselves. Even if Tian Zong broke in suddenly during my retreat, it can be regarded as having some countermeasures."

Chen Ping thought silently.

But that's not enough!
He slapped it with his backhand, and a drop of dark liquid water slowly flew out.

Hold it in the palm of your hand, the skin sizzles instantly, exuding a strong stench.

It is clearly a highly poisonous thing!
Even a sixth-order flesh body can be easily corroded, which shows how strong the toxin contained in this drop of water is.

"It's a pity that the star treasure."

Chen Ping muttered to himself lightly.

That's right, this poison bead was refined from the drop of Chongxu Immortal Water that the saint gave to Baoyu Quanling to kill Taoist companions.

In order to preserve the most terrifying medicinal power, the two alchemy saints, Le Xin and Si Baiqing, painstakingly added hundreds of kinds of poisons into it.

Just refined this drop of star poison that shouldn't have appeared in the Great Thousand Realm!
If it is not expelled within three breaths, causing the poisonous gas to attack the heart, the possibility of death is more than [-]%.

This is Chen Ping's method of dying with Tian Zong!

He admits that he is a bastard with no pattern and a mind smaller than a sesame seed.

But there is no plan to fulfill the whole sky.

If you can take a former half-step Hedao to Huangquan together, you will die well.

"Zizi!"

Carefully wrapping the Chongxu Immortal Water in the spiritual power, Chen Ping took it easy and temporarily sealed it in the dantian.

Then, his soul flew out and entered the golden bead space.

Sitting down skillfully, the vast sword intent all around immediately surged wildly.

"Jinzhu, bless me!"

Pushing his palms together, Chen Ping began to close his eyes and focus on comprehending the sword that was about to be transformed.

……

Hao Yuhai.

Fancang sea area belongs to Yuanyan Islands.

After a lapse of one thousand and hundreds of years, the corner of the land that was trampled by the ghosts seems to have regained some vitality.

Under the leadership of a talented casual cultivator, the archipelago re-established a Jindan sect.

In just a few hundred years, the only Jindan sect swept across the universe to unify the islands.

The area under its jurisdiction is several times wider than the four Inner Sea sects back then.

However, there is an island that no one dares to set foot on!
Chen's Haichang Island.

The island was destroyed before, and half of the land sank into the deep sea.

The descendants of the archipelago spent a lot of effort to restore Haichang Island to its original appearance.

Because this island is the common belief of the archipelago creatures!

Now the first cultivation that dominates the entire Hao Yuhai, the hometown of Chen Ping and Chen Lingzun is here.

Although his old man never seemed to come back.

A sunny afternoon.

A spiritual sword overflowing with blue light flew into Haichang.

After the aura dissipated, a monk who appeared to be in his thirties but had an aura of old age appeared in a flash.

"This is where the last dream ends and the next begins."

When the toes landed, there was no sadness or joy in the sky.

It was he who personally delivered the small reincarnation of the meat fetus and put it into the belly of a female nun.

As for the real blood of the pregnant female cultivator, it had already been absorbed and devoured by the womb.

Therefore, the essence of the meat fetus is still the body of the human race.

In order to prevent attracting attention, the external spiritual roots of the meat fetus are only mediocre and mediocre!
He originally planned to stimulate the full potential of the meat fetus after avoiding the prying eyes of the rules.

But thousands of calculations have been made, but all the games are lost.

However, the Star Realm has Gai Xingsha Bead's weapon spirit to support him, and he is far from reaching the end of the road.

He was once a strong man who mastered the rules of heart evil!
With this special rule, he has helped him kill many powerful enemies.

From the beginning to the end, he created the meat fetus by himself.

Of course, it also contains the rules of heart evil.

It's just that the key to unlock the seal is still in his hand!
The road to seizing the house is cut off.

The road to soul melting is also broken.

The only way is to condense the heart and soul, and become a special creature that combines rules and human soul.

But again, he has to pay a great risk for this.

After all, the heart-shattering soul represents the pure heart-shattering rule.

It will prevent the incorporation of other rules in the future.

In this way, it will be more difficult to break through the bottleneck of the joining stage than before!

"Three sloughs' baleful energy enters the body, that junior will surely die."

Although Tian Zong had a plan in mind, he still betrayed himself by the occasional scruples in his eyes.

That kid has more than 10 years of memory!
The quality of the treasures on his body can be imagined.

This is something that he didn't even have access to in his prime.

But he was a little confused, and disappeared from Tian Zong's face after a short while.

He is no longer as open-minded as before!

It will be a matter of the future to condense the heart and soul, and the difficulty of joining together.

If he inherits that kid's opportunity, he may not be able to go one step further.

Therefore, in this battle of orthodoxy, one side will surely fall!
……

"The old man's talisman can't be a swan song."

Looking up at the sky, Tian Zong instructed Yuan Shijian to slash towards the island.

A tunnel deep into the sea broke open.

Then, he floated into it.

Cut a small hole half a foot deep in a rock.

Then, he held a colored jade slip and stuck it to his forehead.

The soul power entered and recorded it in detail.

"Pavilion Master Chen, if you can see this jade slip, then congratulations on defeating the old man and returning to immortality..."

"Old man Tian Zong, a casual cultivator of Lingliu Xingchen! He has shown a superb talent for talisman since he was a child."

……

After a stick of incense.

After writing down tens of millions of words eloquently, Tian Zong slowly put down the jade slip in his hand.

Telling about his life and inheritance slowly, even he can't help but sigh.

"By the way, there is also the fairy sword dojo in the star realm..."

Tian Zong frowned for a long time, and finally added a few words.

If he loses, all his belongings will be irrelevant.

Life does not bring death does not take away.

Immediately afterwards, he flicked his sleeve robe forward and sealed the jade slip into the cave.

At the same time, a stiff black long worm also fell down, resting heavily between the gaps in the sea.

The restraint all over made it fall into a severe coma, lifeless.

The origin of this sky-shrouding dragon worm is so strange that even he couldn't understand it.

At the critical moment of fighting with Chen Ping, it is natural not to carry it with you.

In case of being bitten by this bug, wouldn't it add more variables.

"There is nothing left to worry about, you can go and go!"

After finishing everything, Tian Zong laughed heartily a few times, and then disappeared in place.

And the gap on the island that was split by the Yuan Shi Sword also closed instantly.

Can't see a trace of abnormality.

……

The polar region of the Great Thousand Worlds, the Dead Sea.

Ten years passed in a flash.

On this day, his physical body shook like an old monk sitting still.

Chen Ping slowly opened his eyes.

He immediately sensed the restrictions around him.

After realizing that there was no trace of intrusion, he was sincerely relieved.

Immediately, Chen Ping turned around in the air with one hand.

Xiantian Jianxin spins out from the body.

A rush of sword intent permeated the night, mixed with endless ferocity and violence.

What is different from the past is that there is a trace of activity in this condensed sword intent.

It seems to have emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, joy and so on.

"go with!"

Chen Ping snapped his fingers.

A hair-thin colorless sword light pierced through the air.

"Click"

Then, one of the thick limbs of the Cyan Bull Demon Emperor puppet fell off neatly.

The wound was densely stained with terrifying sword energy.

"This is the way of the sword!"

Seeing this, Chen Ping's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help showing a smile.

The body of the Cyan Bull Demon Emperor was unmatched, even a mere blow, even the Yuanshi Sword would not be able to cause such an injury.

Compared with Yuan Shijian, he has too many advantages.

The bonuses of the Absolute Beginning Sword Domain and Sword Formation are supernatural powers that the opponent does not possess!
"As long as the lifespan is sufficient, five or six sloughs in the way of swordsmanship is not a dream."

There was a flash of light in Chen Ping's eyes.

With the help of Jin Zhu, he is destined to embark on the path of peerless sword cultivation!

Then, with a sweep of his mind, he checked the world brand of the sword.

But at the next breath, Chen Ping jumped three feet high as if he saw something frightening.

After a long time, the shock in the pupils can't be shaken away!

"How could it be her?"

Chen Ping let out a wry smile after being stunned.

The imprint of the way of the sword turned out to be the female cultivator who was under the projection of the regular stars back then!

Those pair of world-shattering deep pupils left a deep impression on him.

A Great Sword Cultivator in the Composite Stage!
Tian Zong really chose a powerful enemy for himself.

"Being able to get the mark of swordsmanship, even if it means one slough, his own swordsmanship should exceed four sloughs, right?"

Chen Ping hesitated, and twitched the bridge of his nose.

This woman has no grievances or enmities with him, so it's better to act as if she doesn't know anything when they meet in the future.

Wushui's thread of fusion rules is useless at all.

It is not rare for him to put his hands on it.

"Yes, that's the mentality."

Reassuring himself, Chen Ping finally swept away the haze.

Suddenly, a paragraph of greetings of the stars in the sea popped out of his consciousness.

"This deity is the third brand of the soul!"

"Trash, this fairy is the fifth brand of Kendo!"

"You two are laughing, Mr. Chen is not talented, and he was just promoted to the seventh brand of the rule of death."

Thinking about it, Chen Ping couldn't help grinning.

Looking forward to living to that day.

……

Rest for half a day.

The next day, when the warm sun was rising, Chen Ping started another period of cultivation.

With a move of the hand, some shiny things flickered out.

Three strands of non-attribute regular silk.

Four strands of regular fire-attributed silk.

The transformation of the rules can promote the surge of supernatural powers.

But it's also very risky.

Especially since he is still only incarnated as a god.

Forcibly attacking the second slough, which can only be mastered at the seventh level, is no different from going through the gate of hell.

But the current Chen Ping not only wanted to hit the bottleneck, but also made an almost crazy choice!

The rules of soul and fire go hand in hand and transform at the same time!
The danger is unpredictable.

But he has no choice.

The process of metamorphosis is quite long, and it is unrealistic to make breakthroughs one by one.

Tian Zong will not give him enough time.

"Put it to death and live later, we will not regret it."

With a soft smile, Chen Ping called out slightly.

Seven wisps of ruled threads that exude strong fluctuations flew into the mouth one by one.

The non-attribute regular thread directly enters the sea of ​​consciousness.

And those of the fire attribute sink into the dantian.

Huge pure power erupted impressively.

In an instant, Chen Ping twitched all over his body.

The facial features are also severely deformed by the twisting of the muscles.

The dead energy lurking in the meridians rebounded almost immediately, turning into a black mist to envelop him.

For a while, the cold air filled the secret room.

"what!"

A painful growl came from Chen Ping's throat.

He felt that his body had become a battlefield of high-level fighting techniques.

There are murder opportunities everywhere!
Under such suffering, he can only hold on to a ray of soul to ensure clarity.

The most important thing is that the absorption of laws is outdated!

If he passed out at this juncture, his consequences would be beyond redemption.

"Calm down!"

Gritting his teeth tightly, Chen Ping resisted the discomfort, and guided the two torrents that destroyed his body bit by bit.

Soon, the cave in the depths of the Dead Sea fell into silence.

……

Thirty years passed by in a hurry.

Not only Great Thousand Worlds.

At this moment in the Star Realm, it is already 30 years later.

The endless starry sky swallows darkness.

Suddenly, a common interlaced space buzzed.

The frequency is getting faster.

After ten or so breaths, a white shadow with a height of one hundred feet jumped out from inside.

This span, I don't know how much distance I have crossed.

The huge white shadow fell more than a dozen somersaults before it managed to stabilize its figure.

The moment he settled down, Bai Ying looked around vigilantly.

"This is the real star world!"

Staring at a water-blue, slowly rotating huge shadow below, a trace of nostalgia flashed across the face of the different cultivator.

After experiencing several great dangers on the edge of the star sea, he finally returned as he wished.

"If I hadn't sneaked into the lower realm to escape hunting and killing, the inheritance of the alien cultivator would have been cut off long ago!"

"That's right, you must kill all the ancient clans in the Star Realm, and wash away the vendetta against Dao."

"Quickly retrieve your body, and restore your peak state within a hundred years, otherwise, if someone from the ancient clan finds out your whereabouts, you will die without a whole body!"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, more than a dozen types of consciousness are in constant turmoil.

And Gu Zuiwei seemed to have gotten used to it, she just let it go without changing her face.

"New heir, you have to save that human kid!"

"There is a fragment of the coral mark of crossing the sky hidden on his body, and it must not be allowed to be lost in the Great Thousand Realm."

Suddenly, more than a dozen voices converged into one.

Washing away the consciousness in the soul!

The Yixiu God kept sneering, and shook his head vigorously, trying to drive away those bewitching voices.

Under the temptation of the treasure, the consciousness of the previous generation of alien cultivators unexpectedly united the front.

But she is not willing to be manipulated by a junior who transforms into a god!
"Even without the coral seal, this girl can break through to the eighth level."

Bai Ying said indifferently, his lower body bounced, and shot into the depths of the sea of ​​stars.

……

The Great Thousand Realm, the Dead Sea area.

A figure stood on the shore, staring at a grave bag in a daze.

In front of the grave stands a stone tablet with a height of one hundred feet.

There is only a vigorous and powerful "Lu" character engraved on it.

"Boy!"

After staring at it for a long time, Chen Ping turned his head and called out.

"Senior, just give orders."

Behind him, a Nascent Soul cultivator with a full forehead and strong cheekbones knelt on the ground.

"You have been guarding here for a hundred years. If I don't reappear the Dead Sea, you can add another word for me."

Pointing at the stele, Chen Ping swiped in the air.

While the fire was burning, a word "Yu" was condensed and born.

"Yes!"

The Nascent Soul cultivator took orders respectfully.

He was originally the Supreme Elder of a family near the Dead Sea.

A few days ago, I was meditating in retreat, when suddenly my eyes went dark.

When I woke up again, I was here.

The purple-robed man in front of him is definitely a Huashen Lingzun.

He was horrified by the coercion of his gestures.

He had a hunch that this person could kill him with just one look!

What's more, he would not refuse such a trivial matter as adding words to the tombstone.

"Your writing should be thicker, otherwise this seat..."

Patting Junior Nascent Soul on the shoulder, Chen Ping's voice stopped abruptly.

The cold wind howled, and in the blink of an eye, only the Nascent Soul male cultivator was left in place in fear.

……

Dead Sea.

Stone Rock Chamber.

"This seat is already a person who died once, so why not look away."

Chen Ping snorted and pushed open the door.

Don't say far.

It was the two previous rules that were sloughed out simultaneously, which almost killed him directly.

After wandering on the front line of life and death for many years, his mentality has become as still as still water!

"Since Tian Zong hasn't done anything yet, why don't I practice that fake soul smoke technique."

After finishing speaking, Chen Ping dug out a seventh-order strange object from the storage ring, turned around and closed the stone door.

……

In the third year, there was no movement.

In the fourth year, it was still calm.

"Old man Tianzong, should I take the initiative to find you!"

Chen Ping stood with his hands behind his back, with no shock or wave in his eyes.

He was tired of the days of this kind of knife on his neck.

What's more, with the supernatural powers of the second slough, he is already at the level of crushing the rules of the Great Thousand Realm!
Whether the supernatural power can be compared to a creature who has just entered the void depends on how far Tianzong can push him!

However, just as Chen Ping was thinking this way, a layer of blood mist-like evil spirit quickly permeated all over his body.

Wherever it passes, the lake turns into a thick "ice layer".

In an instant, the entire dead lake was frozen into a huge ice cube.

(Tomorrow I will fill in all the [-] words in one breath, otherwise the old man will not bear to be stuck in the middle.)
(End of this chapter)