Haoyu Zhenxian

"You...you have mastered the fusion rules?"

"Besides, your main cultivation method is still death and fire-attributed magic arts. How did you fuse it into the Death Sword?"

Pang Xulin's complexion changed drastically, and a series of questions blurted out.

Five Profound Tribulations, Qikong Killing Tribulations, and Ninety-Nine Returning Tribulations, the monks broke through the three types of calamities in refining emptiness.

Ninety-nine return to one calamity is the most terrifying one among them!
The three major conditions to trigger the return to one calamity, one is to master the three rules of one slough.

The second is to comprehend the special rules.

Third, there is the power of rules in the fusion stage.

There is nothing to say about the first two conditions.

The core disciples of the time and stars super power can basically achieve it!

However, the fusion of rules in the transformation stage is beyond the description of difficulty.

Just like him Pang Xulin.

After lingering in the early stage of refining for 500 years, there is no sign of rule integration.

This is a manifestation of lack of understanding!

"Even Senior Sister..."

Shocked, Pang Xulin couldn't help looking at Kong Zhihua.

"It's not like the rules of life and death are innately compatible. The difficulty of merging death and sword is well known. I only barely took that step more than a thousand years ago."

Kong Zhihua slowly opened his lips, a gleam of brilliance flashed in his beautiful eyes.

She was once a strong person who was qualified to be promoted to Elder Uchiyama.

Although comprehension and talent are not as good as those of the top true biography, they are not too far behind.

There are quite a few monks in the sect who practice death and sword rules.

It may be integrated at the peak of Huashen, this kind of talent is rare.

Commonly known as, the rules of heaven and earth reward food!

"Fuck!"

In the quiet cave hall, after a soft sound, a three-inch black sword floated from Kong Zhihua's jade hand.

It is also the sword energy of the fusion of death and sword rules!
"Sure enough, even the senior sister is not as good as him."

Looking at the two of them, the corner of Pang Xulin's mouth twitched violently.

The death sword summoned by the senior sister is tangible but unintentional.

The rules of death have not fully penetrated into the sword energy.

In the initial stage of integration.

But in the Death Sword of the Huashen kid, the two rules are indistinguishable from each other.

Even if you use your spiritual sense to discern carefully, you can't find a single flaw!

In other words, purely in terms of attainments in rule fusion, the soaring peak of Transformation God has already overwhelmed Senior Sister Kong!
"The Great Thousand Realm where Senior Brother Chen was born has mutated?"

Ma Fanyu was extremely amazed.

He has never forgotten Chen Ping's origin.

This person is not a true biography under the command of the Great Sage!
……

The staring gazes of the two master sword masters made Chen Ping shiver inwardly.

He knows that the integration of rules is as difficult as climbing the sky.

Unexpectedly, Kong Zhihua was even worse than him!
The mid-stage Void Refining cultivated by Da Zongmen is no match for a native of Huashen from the Great Thousand Realm.

"Is it too ostentatious?"

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes slightly, and crushed the dead sword quietly.

He is about to cross the catastrophe!
If you don't reveal your talents, you won't get help from the sect at all.

Exploring by yourself to break through ninety-nine and return to one calamity is no different from sending to death.

"Sincere sincerity, nephew and nephew don't want to drag the two uncles down."

Clasping his fists, Chen Ping said shyly.

Just now, Ma Fanyu's fleeting sad eyes seemed to be no different from looking at a dead person.

It further verified the fact that ninety-nine return to one calamity is a hopeless situation!
If the two senior uncles quit, he can choose a stronger faction to join after he formally joins the sect.

For example, under the command of Elder Uchiyama.

So as to obtain high-quality resources let go.

……

Chen Ping's sincere words made Pang Xulin feel mixed.

He is both regretful and helpless when he is so gifted, but he has to go through ninety-nine return to one calamity.

"The innate sword heart embraces all things, but your death sword comprehends it from it?"

Kong Zhihua asked quietly.

"Under normal circumstances, only the sword spirit root can generate the innate sword heart, such as me."

Then, without waiting for Chen Ping to answer, she said again: "But there are countless magical methods in the world, and there is a Secret Record of Opening Heaven enshrined in the Sword Sect."

"The cultivation of comprehension, even if it is not the root of the sword spirit, there is a certain probability of condensing the innate sword heart."

"However, there are only a handful of such people in every generation, and without exception, their kendo qualifications belong to the rare group."

The implication is that the innate sword heart is not exclusive to the sword spirit root.

Of course, Chen Ping already knew the truth from Tianzong's inheritance.

Otherwise, the innate sword heart will not be directly displayed.

"The innate sword heart is the cornerstone that affects the level of kendo attainment. Because of its characteristics, it will be of great help when fusing the rules."

Kong Zhihua said with burning eyes.

"Thank you, Elder Kong, for clarifying the confusion."

Chen Ping was stunned.

The way in which his innate sword heart was formed can be said to be as ancient as it is today.

Jin Zhuli experienced with his own eyes the scene where the Xiantian sword went from a stream of air, to a condensed form, and finally broke chaos.

Therefore, my talent in the fusion of kendo rules and other rules may even surpass the real sword spirit root.

"Nephew Chen, I can see that you have acquired the orthodoxy of a high-ranking monk in the lower realm."

"You should be very clear about what kind of catastrophe it is."

Kong Zhi said with a solemn expression.

"Twenty-one of the disciples of the Dao, the nineteenth fall!"

Chen Ping's expression was understated.

"Then you are still actively merging the rules in the God Transformation Realm? With the talent of my nephew, it is the right way to become a genius after entering the Void Refinement."

"It's not that this sect does not have top-level true biography that can integrate the rules in the realm of transformation, but most of them choose to forbear, just to avoid ninety-nine return to one calamity!"

Pang Xulin couldn't help sighing.

Jianzong has no shortage of geniuses.

Weighing the pros and cons is king.

Every seedling who is determined to survive ninety-nine and return to one calamity will only be allowed after several elders' meetings and repeated judgments.

Moreover, future planning will also be released at the same time.

One thing is that you can't watch Lianxu seedlings die in vain.

Secondly, the things that are ninety-nine return to one calamity are treasures that can only be assembled by the elders.

That is a huge resource that would make ordinary Lianxu's scalp tingle!

Many tasks will be issued to help the monks who are preparing to return to the catastrophe to collect treasures.

A superpower that has been entrenched for millions of years is ready to fight.

It is conceivable that ninety-nine return to one calamity is outrageous.

……

Facing the doubts of the two senior uncles, Chen Ping raised his left arm like a sword, and smiled lightly and calmly.

"You can die in the morning and evening, the road is cold and warm, and the younger generation has no regrets!"

"Even if we do it all over again, this junior will not hesitate to break through the ninety-nine return to one calamity, and reach the top of the road with the strongest background!"

At this moment, the man's expression was resolute and decisive, full of yearning for the great way and a gesture of truth-seeking.

Kong Zhihua, Pang Xulin, and Ma Fanyu, three masters of the sword sect, were greatly shocked.

From then on, I felt a heaven-splitting appeal from this person.

"Regarding death as home, you are worthy of being the Huashen who has mastered the death!"

Ma Fanyu was filled with admiration.

Ascending monk broke free from the cage and died with no regrets.

It made him very moved and ashamed.

This person's kendo is worthy of going forward!

"Ten breaths, it's almost there?"

Glancing at the gazes of the three of them, Chen Ping restrained his momentum and recovered his normal expression in a leisurely manner.

If there is a chance of reversal, he can't wait to disperse the fusion rules immediately.

What a giant pit!

He has golden beads to assist him, so he can practice steadily. Who wants to go through ninety-nine and return to one calamity?
But now that it has become a fact, it can only bite the bullet and rush forward.

I hope that Kong Zhihua will report his attitude of not fearing hardships and dangers and seeking the truth wholeheartedly to the elders of the sect.

Only in this way can we get the greatest support possible!

……

"Nephew Chen, you have such a heart, it is only natural that I try my best to help you."

Kong Zhihua praised him without hesitation, and then changed his subject and said: "You are a monk who has ascended to the top, and you have not obtained the permission of the elders. Whether you can get the full support of the sect is another matter."

"Senior Sister Kong, you should think carefully."

Listening, Pang Xulin was stunned, and quickly transmitted the sound.

Senior sister actually intends to accept this son?

But it is far from enough for the two of them to empty their net worth to prepare items that will return to one disaster.

Ma Fanyu felt even more uncomfortable.

With all the resources provided to Chen Ping, wouldn't he have no support at all?
Moreover, the investment in this son will be in vain in all likelihood.

Although he sincerely followed Master Pang, he also went for profit!

"Is this girl still going to accept me?"

On the other side, Chen Ping became a little surprised.

Kong Zhihua was above the difficulties, perhaps his head was flooded.

I am not her heir, so why would I spend so much resources on him.

"This thing is the heart-wrenching fairy leaf that I exchanged for a hundred fairy crystals. It will give you a certain bonus in your journey through ninety-nine and ninety-nine."

Pointing to the blue leaves in the jade vase, Kong Zhihua said with a faint smile.

"How much?"

Seeing this, Chen Ping was slightly excited, and subconsciously clenched the jade bottle tightly.

This is really good stuff!
"Very little."

Kong Zhihua sighed and said.

"How much is that?"

At this moment, Chen Ping said eagerly, like a disciple who was begging for a treasure.

"One percent."

The few words of Kong Zhihua made Chen Ping's lifeless face shudder.

The treasure exchanged for a hundred fairy crystals has only a little bit of effect?
In his vain attempt to accumulate enough confidence, wouldn't he have to prepare thousands, tens of thousands of immortal crystals!

"So, the support of the Presbyterian Church is essential."

Pang Xulin smiled wryly.

Many of the treasures that have survived ninety-nine return to one calamity are things that can only be exchanged by contacts.

Sometimes fairy crystals are useless.

……

"After 200 years, there will be a competition to win the title of the true biography, and the rewards will be generous, and there will be several treasures that can be exchanged for the real thing of transcending the catastrophe."

After pondering for a while, Kong Zhihua revealed.

"Senior Sister, those treasures are only rewards for the top ten!"

Pang Xulin said in surprise.

He expected this son to be among the top thirty or forty.

After a mere 200 years of promotion, how could it be possible to enter the top ten true biographies?
"The junior thinks he doesn't have that ability!"

Chen Ping's face darkened, and said.

Now he was thinking about how not to join the faction, and how he could win Tang Xin Xianye from Kong Zhihua.

Minor bonuses have to be fought for.

"Junior Brother Pang, hundreds of years ago, did the ninth-ranked true biography challenge you?"

Kong Zhihua suddenly turned his head and asked the boy.

"good."

Pang Xulin nodded, and said: "I'm ashamed, nephew Wen, who is at the peak of transforming gods, but he insisted on fourteen or five moves under Pang's hands, and he lost because of lack of mana."

"If it's the same realm, Pang will be seriously injured and admit defeat within three moves."

He didn't show the slightest shame.

The strength of the top ten true biography of Zhixianjianzong is beyond doubt.

Moreover, this batch of true biography is not strong in history.

The masters of the generation of the ancestors are appalling!

"The Ninth True Biography and Pang Xulin are evenly divided?"

Chen Ping heard it, and narrowed his eyes.

Although Pang Xulin was an unremarkable early stage of Void Refinement, but with the blessing of his background, he was able to beat his peers of the same level who were not superpowers.

Changed to Qian Xinghai, Chen Ping even felt that this person could compete with the middle stage of refining the void.

The strength of Jianzong once again amazed him.

……

"Junior Brother Pang, let's do a few tricks with Nephew Chen."

After Kong Zhihua's eyes swept over the two of them, he actually ordered like this.

"Did Senior Sister overestimate this kid?"

Pang Xulin's expression changed, showing surprise.

"The junior's strength is low, how dare he imitate the legend and challenge the uncle."

Chen Ping shook his head and declined.

No matter how much confidence I have, it's impossible to be in the limelight!

Just as he ascended to the upper realm, he confronted the super-powerful Elder Lianxu, didn't he make it clear that he had a secret?

"Jianzong has strict rules, nephew Chen should not worry too much."

Hearing this, Kong Zhihua smiled and said: "Fifteen thousand years ago, Elder Xin of the Neishan Presbyterian Church ascended from the Great Thousand Realm directly under the Time and Stars, and was directly led into the door."

"Elder Xin's first battle was to compete with an uncle who was in the early stage of refining the void."

"In the end, Elder Xin won by a narrow margin, defeating the enemy and refining the void!"

"The Zongmen cherishes talents and puts all their efforts into cultivating him. Now he is one of the seeds of harmony that even the ancestors value."

After hearing these words, Chen Ping didn't react much except for being shocked by the strength of that Elder Xin.

"Now, the sect has two half-opening treasures!"

"The two complete pieces, including the Supreme Immortal and Heavenly Sword, are left over from our ancestors, and the other half is a chance obtained by Elder Xin in the Great Thousand Realm."

"The broken boundary-opening treasure is very special. The peak of Transforming God can control a little power. It is precisely by virtue of its power that he defeated Elder Lianxu in one fell swoop."

Kong Zhihua said meaningfully.

The implication is obvious.

Elder Xin had only reached the peak of divine transformation when he joined the sect, but none of the elders of the sect dared to covet the half-piece of the world-opening treasure.

It can be seen from the attitude of the ancestors towards the behavior of disciples in the sect to kill people and seize treasures.

It doesn't matter if you win or lose a sword fight.

But we must never harm each other because of envy of resources and heavy treasures.

No matter how great Chen Ping's chance is, can he be tempted by the treasure of opening the boundary?

……

"How can the golden beads in this seat be compared to the treasure of opening the world?"

With a sneer secretly, Chen Ping was unmoved at all.

"Senior Sister Kong, forget it."

Pang Xulin was not too willing.

"Another way, every time you take a move from Junior Brother Pang, I will reward you with ten immortal crystals."

Kong Zhihua turned his beautiful eyes and said.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Chen Ping's ears immediately perked up, and he quickly asked: "Then what about the Qinghong Dao Sword and the Tangling Immortal Leaf that my uncle gave me earlier?"

"The two treasures are naturally still yours."

Kong Zhihua said with a half-smile.

"The rules of adding money are understood by this girl."

Then, I saw Chen Ping's struggling face, and he was in deep thought for a while.

"Boom!"

The next moment, Chen Ping put away the hesitation on his face, and suddenly the sword light flashed all over his body, turning into a stream of arrows and rushing out of the cave.

At the same time, his resolute words were left in the hall.

"Uncle Pang, this junior has the courage to learn the best tricks!"

……

Above a flat shallow forest surrounded by mountains.

Chen Ping and Pang Xulin were facing each other and levitating off the ground.

Both looked as usual, nothing unusual.

Kong Zhihua and Ma Fanyu, two bystanders, looked at the scene in the sky and remained silent.

"Uncle, this junior is cultivating the Death Sword, and it is unavoidable to cut your lifespan. Please forgive me later."

Arching his hands, Chen Ping explained clearly first.

Pang Xulin was nearly [-] years old and hadn't broken through the early stages of refining the void. If lifespan was extremely important, this competition would be worthless.

"Hehe, do you think you can hit the old man?"

Pang Xulin waved his hands teasingly.

He made a move, and Chen Ping took it hard, which is a reasonable situation.

If he is crushed and beaten by a Huashen of Qian Xinghai, he doesn't need to practice this way.

"Please advise!"

Holding his breath, Chen Ping retreated a thousand miles vigilantly.

The upper bound space is stable.

Thousands of miles is a relatively safe distance.

"Good boy, the space is transformed!"

Seeing Chen Ping flashing into the space tunnel and reappearing from thousands of miles away after half a breath, Pang Xulin frowned immediately.

What this little guy has learned is too complicated.

In Jianzong, most of them are masters of swordsmanship, at best they have mastered one or two other supernatural powers.

Only when you have reached the late stage of refining emptiness, when you are about to merge the rules, will you be distracted by external things.

"It's not bad, as I expected. Nephew Chen was born in the Daqianjie where regular stars are projected."

Kong Zhihua said lightly.

Without the thread of rules, it is absolutely impossible for a junior who is less than four thousand years old to comprehend so many transformation rules by himself.

If it was all his own talent, then he would be a star genius at the same level as his ancestors.

……

"Nephew Chen's soul has been transformed for the second time, let me try your soul skills first!"

As Pang Xulin spoke, he twisted his hands, and a wisp of purple sword energy burst out from the gap, stretching to a length of ten feet.

Immediately afterwards, in his sea of ​​consciousness, a child-like soul-spirited figure leaped out.

Grabbing the purple sword carelessly.

The little boy holds a giant sword!
Such a funny picture, but Chen Ping was awe-inspiring.

This is the soul-controlling sword technique that he has never seen before!

"Spirit-soul confrontation is the most dangerous and the most direct way to win or lose. If the master and nephew can't even pass this test, they will lose in front of the top ten true biography."

Pang Xulin lightly raised a point, and immediately pointed at the soul.

"呲呲"

"呲呲"

After the scorching and muffled sounds, the figure of the boy holding the sword swelled rapidly, matching the shape of the soul sword unexpectedly.

"Pfft!"

Before the soul power that Chen Ping tried was within three feet, it was cut off by a sharp and boundless sword.

"Sword Yuanhun method, a chemical-level treasure technique created by the ancestors of the sect, majors in sword soul, and its killing power is second to none."

At this moment, a sound transmission like a clear spring entered Chen Ping's ears.

It was the guidance from Kong Zhihua.

Yan, Hua, Dao, and Xu are the four grades of Gem Art.

And the value of this special sword and soul technique is obviously higher than that of ordinary treasure technique!
"This seat must get along well in Jianzong."

Chen Ping was very excited.

An ordinary alchemist like Pang Xulin has the opportunity to come into contact with astonishing secret arts, so giving him some time to drill, wouldn't it be easy to get?

"cut!"

On the other side, Pang Xulin didn't move, and leaped forward with his sword soul driven far away.

With one scroll, a wave of sword light and soul with a height of more than ten feet rushed towards Chen Ping aggressively.

Before Chen Ping was really involved, his sea of ​​consciousness buzzed.

It seemed as if it was going to collapse under the pressure of this wave of swords.

"Certainly!"

As soon as Chen Ping drank, the Cang Xuyin rolled in the sea of ​​consciousness.

After reaching the peak of Transformation God, his ability to control this imitation has been raised to another level.

In a blink of an eye, the sea of ​​consciousness, which was still like a collapsed snow mountain just now, was more than half stable.

"Hey, this kid actually harvested a replica of the coral seal in the lower realm?"

Sensing the treasure in Chen Ping's Knowledge Sea, Pang Xulin was slightly surprised.

His soul power is half a point stronger than the opponent.

But Cang Xuyin can offset these gaps.

"Uncle Pang, offended!"

As soon as he blurted out these words, Chen Ping started to fight back.

A coral dharma image suddenly poured out, entangled with the sweeping power of the sword soul.

A bang resounded all around.

The moment the sword soul collided with the coral method, the silver light flashed.

It was actually a collapse that split the Dharma into two halves.

Not even the dragon horn attack appeared!
However, the fluctuations stirred by the sword spirit were still unceremoniously heading towards Chen Ping.

"Soul capture!"

Chen Ping opened his eyes, and his dark eyes made a seal on the sword soul.

"Hey!"

The incomparably brave Sword Soul immediately stopped.

"Pang Xulin's soul path is only a transformation state, and the affected time will not be too short!"

Afterwards, Chen Ping quickly urged the divine magic, and ten coral magic phases swirled out in a row.

Cang Xuyin is sandwiched in the middle, and the surrounding body is brilliant.

Constantly inject the power of the same source into the dharma image!
Then, the figures of the ten coral figures doubled in size, directly covering the sky with a radius of a hundred miles.

"It's a pity that the coral seal has been shattered, otherwise Tai Yiyan's divine method would be a powerful technique to restrain the five clans."

Staring at the sky, Kong Zhihua thought to himself.

Chen Ping's soul attack was ordinary in her eyes.

But Pang Xulin couldn't accept it.

"Boom!"

While still under control, Sword Soul had no resistance, and was hit by three coral magic phases in a row.

Pang Xulin's facial features immediately showed severe pain.

However, in the next breath, he regained consciousness.

Jian Po raised his head and opened his mouth to where Chen Ping was.

A purple beam of light flickered harshly.

Cut through the void and came to the coral dharma, almost shattering five of them.

"Soul capture!"

Chen Ping saw the needles, and activated the supernatural power for the second time.

"Boom!"

As a result, the previous round of confrontation was replicated, Jian Soul stagnated suddenly, and the last two coral figures crashed down, making his figure looming and blurred.

"Uncle Pang, this junior can still release a few soul strikes, do you want to fight to the end?"

Floating in the void, Chen Ping said palely.

Killing the sword soul is equivalent to beheading Pang Xulin's soul.

Although it is extremely difficult to do, it is not a problem to do your best to seriously injure.

This person is not like him, he has Jin Zhu to recover quickly.

In case of cultivation for tens or hundreds of years, I'm afraid this grudge will have to be remembered.

"How can this child's soul be condensed to such a degree?"

Pang Xulin was startled secretly, and recalled Jian Po.

Obviously, he admitted that Chen Ping caught the first blow.

……

"Ten pieces of fairy crystals have been obtained."

Chen Ping was overjoyed from the bottom of his heart, and couldn't help but look at Kong Zhihua who was watching the battle.

"We'll count after the fight."

Kong Zhihua moved his lips with a smile.

Soul Dao supernatural powers are not inferior to Pang Xulin, which means that this aspect has reached the standard of the top ten true biography!
"Second strike, test the mana of my nephew!"

Pang Xulin swept calmly, and there was a muffled sound from his back, and a pair of silver wings several feet long appeared out of thin air.

"This is the little star that the old man sacrificed to break the boundary. It is called Jianchiyi. It is the spoils that Senior Sister Kong gave to the old man after killing a demon cultivator!"

He unhurriedly punched Zhihua and cupped his hands.

"If the high-ranking monks of Jianzong are so generous and selfless, wouldn't I be like a fish in water?"

Chen Ping licked his lips, and his dantian boiled.

A phantom was imprinted behind him.

The gloomy magic light swept out, and the white fin slapped, and his figure instantly turned into a series of phantoms.

"Think the old man can't lock you?"

Pang Xulin smiled dumbly, flapped his sword wings slightly, and countless feathers shot out.

And it turned into a small silver sword several inches long in the wind.

In a flash, it disappeared into the void without a trace.

The next moment, Chen Ping's body was in all directions, and there were continuous chirping sounds.

Countless sword lights shuttled, intertwined and flickered, vaguely forming a phantom of a sword mountain.

All the places that centered on Chen Ping were covered under it.

Let him slap the white fins to no avail.

"Sword magic power with space blockade!"

A ray of light flickered in Chen Ping's eyes, and without a word, he tossed his sleeve robe.

28 psychic fire swords flew out one after another.

At the same time, the fire sword suddenly gathered towards a certain point.

A white sword pill roared and smashed at Jianshan.

"You have actually cultivated Jianwan!"

Pang Xulin's eyelids twitched, and he gasped.

This kid's kendo talent is too amazing!

You know, Jianwan is where the spirituality of Kendo lies.

It takes a lot of time to polish it into shape.

At present, at least half of the Void Refining cultivators of the Sword Sect have not mastered this method!

Not to mention the appearance of Jianwan supernatural powers on a young Huashen.

"As far as I know, only six of the top ten true biography have condensed Jianwan."

Kong Zhihua rolled her beautiful eyes and muttered, "How much is this kid hiding?"

"Senior brother Chen's qualifications are hard to beat."

As a deity, Ma Fanyu admired him from the bottom of his heart.

……

"town!"

Pouring death energy into the sword pill, Chen Ping slowly blasted towards the void.

The space under the sword mountain summoned by Pang Xulin fluctuated together.

Countless silver runes surged violently, forming a vortex as large as acres.

Then, there was a roaring surge of colossal force.

In an instant, the silver sword light carried space suction and collided with the sword pellet.

After an earth-shattering loud sound, clusters of black death energy emerged from the nearby void.

In a breath of time, the sound stopped abruptly.

The violent vibration dissipated, and the high altitude returned to clarity.

At this moment, no matter whether it is Jianshan or Jianwan, there is nothing left.

The blow just now seemed half a catty!
"Twenty fairy crystals!"

Looking at Pang Xulin, Chen Ping was eager to try.

Before, the biggest gap between him and the cultivator of Lianxu was mana.

After switching to Death Profound Essentials, this absolute weakness has been made up for.

Although it is impossible to stand shoulder to shoulder with Pang Xulin, it is not difficult to fight a few moves in a short time.

"Next, what the old man is going to use is the sect's unique Yasha sword, you can't fight it with just the sword ball!"

With a slap of the sword's wings, Pang Xulin said solemnly.

It is no longer the previous teaching-like attitude.

As soon as the words fell, Pang Xulin's whole body turned black, and a [-]-foot-long Qingtian Yasha instantly turned into a sky.

The phantom of the yaksha hammered his chest, and let out a long roar through the air.

Immediately, Yasha grabbed the sword's wings, and actually fused the two wings together.

Gathered together, it turned into a dark black giant sword.

Then, as soon as Yasha raised his hand, he grabbed the giant sword in his hand.

"go with!"

Chen Ping condensed a sword pill again, and smashed it away aggressively.

"Roar!"

I saw that Yasha breathed in vividly, lifted the giant sword and blocked it in the air.

Jianwan's falling momentum immediately slowed down.

He was held in mid-air abruptly.

Even the death energy that had spread past all froze out, unable to get close to Yasha at all.

"Yasha Sword is Master Pang's first treasure technique that has been cultivated to Dzogchen. Among all his magical powers, it can also be ranked in the top three."

Below, Ma Fanyu showed a trace of respect.

Back then, Master Pang passed on the essentials of this technique to him without reservation.

"bite!"

Seeing that the sword pill started to crack, Chen Ping frowned, and quickly wiped his face.

From the corner of his eyes, two clear tears fell quickly.

The strange thing is that while the two teardrops were dripping, a gurgle of magma emerged from the center like the heart of a volcano.

In just an instant, it turned into a pool of red swamp, covering Yaksha's huge body.

The surrounding temperature is rising even more, as if it is going to burn everything!

It is the supernatural power attached to the essential technique of death, Luo Shalei!
"The magic technique is really weird."

Sensing that Yasha's body was about to be melted, Pang Xulin injected [-]% of his spiritual power without hesitation.

Then, Yasha's body expanded again.

Even the hair began to turn into sword light.

There was a slight bulge between the eyebrows, and an electric arc as thick as a bowl sprayed into the surface of the black giant sword.

"Boom!"

With the giant sword blessed by the electric arc, the power can be counted before it becomes more powerful.

Death Qi, Sword Pill, and Huoshu were pierced consecutively at once.

"The mysterious orb can't be used, so I have to use that hole card!"

Without any hesitation, Chen Ping escaped into the sky.

Yasha didn't take the initiative to attack, but was waiting for him to cast a spell.

……

"Let's make it clear to the two senior uncles first that the technique of magic is just a means of self-defense for the younger generation, and it is not used for evil!"

Chen Ping took a deep breath, and the formula kept gushing out of his mouth.

After half a breath, he pressed his palms on his head!
"Zizi"

The next moment, a large area of ​​two different colors, black and purple, appeared in the area around him for several miles.

The streamer flickered and blocked the line of sight.

And in it, a three-foot-sized black cloud slowly rose and turned slowly.

Then, a demonic palm poked out from the black cloud.

This palm seems to be made of flawless black jade, the space where it is placed is distorted, and the sound of tearing can be heard endlessly.

"It's the first time for me to use Senluo Immortal Hand. This technique is a Dao-level treasure technique. The power should not disappoint me!"

Chen Ping thought for a while, and pressed his hand impolitely.

At the same time, the black jade-shaped magic hand also blurred, and fell wildly towards Yasha.

"Protect!"

Pang Xulin waved his sleeves solemnly.

The Yaksha moved again.

The black giant sword danced wildly.

A thick sword curtain silently appeared on the head, completely protecting his figure under it.

The next moment, Immortal Sen Luo grabbed it from the void and pressed it hard.

"Boom!"

It's just that after a heavy blow, that layer of sword and shield has no power to resist at all.

As soon as they touched it, the ice melted one after another, clearing out empty areas of nothingness.

Then, the five fingers of the devil's palm flexibly closed together.

Wrap Yasha's abdomen directly, and squeeze hard.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

Numerous fine scratches suddenly appeared on Yasha's body.

Immediately afterwards, under Pang Xulin's astonished eyes, it turned into piles of shattered sword energy.

The Yasha sword technique was broken!

"Uncle Pang, offended!"

With a spiritual crystal gambling in mind, Chen Ping would not let go of any opportunity to make a move, and immediately flipped his palm over, driving Sen Luo's immortal hand to slap Pang Xulin down.

At the same time, Yuan Shijian suddenly flew out of the Taihe bottle.

The howling exhibition of the sword energy domain covered Pang Xulin!

……

Fighting from the peak of Huashen to the early stage of Void Refinement of Immortal Sword Sect!

At this very moment, in a certain valley in the corner of Tianya City, this unusual and rare scene is taking place.

"The seventh move."

Ma Fanyu swallowed, eyes confused and shocked.

Master Pang didn't show mercy!
The Taoism performed are all common and ultimate moves of the same level of fighting skills.

Although the Transformation God from the Great Thousand Realm is under pressure all the time, it is far from being unable to contend.

Even occasionally, he could fight back, causing certain troubles for Master Pang.

"Is he really a creature intercepted from the Qianxinghai Daqianjie?"

Kong Zhihua stared at the battle group in the sky, and asked Ma Fanyu for confirmation.

"Exactly!"

Ma Fanyu nodded numbly.

Hearing this, the expression on Kong Zhihua's face was even more intense than before.

……

High in the sky, the two figures were separated at the touch of a touch.

Chen Ping is wearing a multicolored gauze, holding the Cangxu seal in his left hand and the Yuanshi sword in his right hand.

Behind him, the fins and tail of the kun fish flickered in response.

At high altitude, 28 psychic fire swords slowly rotated.

What's more terrible is that, not long after, this person sacrificed a flying thunder palace, which avoided the sword glow coming from below.

"This child is accompanied by a few small stars that break the boundary, and the favor of Senior Sister Kong is given away for nothing!"

Pang Xulin was extremely depressed when he hit the ground with one blow.

How could this magic weapon with various functional attributes be a native of the Small Thousand Realm?

I'm afraid that in the true biography, few can compare to him!
Especially the handleless green sword with its own domain.

The power is so strong that he has repeatedly forced him to defend with all his strength.

"Could it be that my nephew dug some sitting cemetery of a peak alchemist?"

The corner of Pang Xulin's mouth twitched.

"It's luck."

Hearing this, Chen Ping stroked his temple hair in embarrassment.

"If you fight a few more tricks, all the fairy crystals from Senior Sister will be paid to this kid!"

Taking a deep breath, Pang Xulin moved a little towards his dantian, and opened his mouth to spit out a cloud of distorted golden mist.

In the fog, there seemed to be a sword-shaped figure.

As soon as he appeared, Chen Ping was shocked by the huge disintegrating power.

"His hole card?"

Chen Ping's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly shouted: "Uncle Pang, stop, junior admit defeat!"

After hearing this, Pang Xulin looked towards Kong Zhihua.

Seeing the latter nodding, he immediately withdrew his mana and opened his mouth to re-inhale the cloud of golden mist into his abdomen.

Only then did Chen Ping heave a sigh of relief.

Firstly, fighting Pang Xulin was not a fight to the death.

Powerful means such as mysterious artifacts, spirit beads, and gold beads are inconvenient to expose.

Secondly, he has won ninety fairy crystals.

If you don't know the fun again, I'm afraid it will lose points in Kong Zhihua's heart.

Of course, Chen Ping was unwilling to do such a bad deal.

……

"Junior Brother Pang, what do you think of Martial Nephew Chen's supernatural powers?"

Kong Zhihua asked Pang Xulin who was flying down.

"Not weaker than the ninth true biography!"

Pang Xulin said without thinking.

On the side, Ma Fanyu was dumbfounded, and then looked at Chen Ping, his gaze changed again and again.

"Not only that, Mr. Chen's rich experience in fighting skills, but also slightly surpasses those direct descendants of the sect, it should be the benefit of being killed from the sea of ​​​​blood in the Great Thousand Realm."

Pang Xulin said in admiration: "What's more, Martial Nephew Chen has another hole card to use. If we fight again, the eighth and seventh are very likely."

"What cards do you have left for this junior..."

Chen Ping smiled wryly.

"Today's fighting result must be kept secret!"

Then, Kong Zhihua gave orders to his side.

"Yes!"

Pang Xulin and Ma Fanyu immediately understood.

"You come with me."

Kong Zhihua opened his mouth lightly, grabbed Chen Ping's Taoist robe, and the two of them turned into a beam of sword light and shot back to the cave.

"Senior Sister Kong and I are both old-fashioned, but Fan Yu, your character is more malleable, and the important task of dealing with Nephew Chen is entrusted to you."

Pang Xulin said with a serious face.

"clear."

Ma Fanyu nodded repeatedly.

Isn't it flattery?

The uncles couldn't do it, so he was willing to do it for him.

……

In the cave hall.

Kong Zhihua once again mentioned to Chen Ping the difficulty of returning to one calamity.

"According to the juniors, more than 1000 years ago, it seems that a fellow sect survived the disaster."

Chen Ping said softly.

"Before him, in ten thousand years, ten consecutive Tianjiao died in Guiyi Calamity."

Taking a sip of the fragrant tea, Kong Zhihua shook his head and smiled.

"Damn it, it turns out that all I can see are winners!"

Chen Ping was in a daze, his face was ugly.

With Jianzong's background, there is only less than [-]% probability.

What crime did he do.

"After ninety-nine returns and one calamity, your status will not be inferior to Elder Neishan!"

Kong Zhihua spoke word by word.

"The junior wants to know, how did the uncle who survived the disaster succeed?"

Taking a deep breath, Chen Ping asked.

Unexpectedly, Kong Zhihua scoffed, and said: "His grandfather is the master of Chuangong Hall, and his parents are elders from Neishan. Nephew Chen intends to copy that person's way, at least take out five thousand fairy crystals first." !"

"Hey……"

With a long sigh, Chen Ping was convinced.

"Follow me, Uncle Master will try his best to help you."

Kong Zhihua made no secret of his solicitation.

After hearing this, Chen Ping frowned, but said tactfully: "Uncle Kong, I met a close friend who cultivated swords in the lower realm."

"He was originally a sword idiot who cultivated the sword of vitality. Unfortunately, one day his sword heart was destroyed by a villain."

"Just when everyone thought that he had no way out in his life, guess what happened to him?"

"When Chen met him again, he discovered that this person was born to die, and he comprehended the sword of twilight energy!"

"Morning and evening are united, and the heart of the sword is restored!"

The story of Lanyuezong Chu Qingling was revealed slowly.

Chen Ping looked at Kong Zhihua cautiously.

This woman's sword heart is ruined, and there is no future for following her.

"And then? What happened to the little guy?"

Kong Zhi painted a smile on his face.

"The junior mainly wants to say that it's nothing if Jian Xin is ruined..."

The next moment, Chen Ping's voice stopped abruptly.

He looked with a hint of shock.

In the Xiantian sword heart summoned by Kong Zhihua, apart from the two rules of death and sword, there is actually a faint ray of greenness in the deepest part!

……

"The junior is willing to advance and retreat with Uncle Kong, and share weal and woe!"

Chen Ping unequivocally half-knelt down.

He will never regret entering the gate wall of Master Kong.

"Junior Brother Pang, don't reveal half of it."

"The next day of the sword fight, I plan to surprise Elder Luo and the others!"

Kong Zhihua said calmly.

"Unless the younger generation is soul-searched, the heavens and the earth will know about this matter, and my uncle knows it and I know it!"

Chen Ping obediently promised.

"Okay, don't play tricks often, I'm a swordsman, it doesn't make much sense to beat around the bush."

Waving his hand, Kong Zhihua warned.

"Uncle, I have countless miscellaneous knowledge, so I won't be underestimated in Jianzong?"

Chen Ping frowned and said.

The ethos of the Sword Cultivation School is very strange.

For example, Feng Tianyu's first life.

He is obviously a special spiritual root, but because of his poor talent in swordsmanship, he was rejected and persecuted by his fellow disciples in Yuanshi Jiange, so he withdrew from the sect in a fit of anger and went far away in the Fancang sea area.

"My nephew is too modest."

"Cultivation into sword pills at the God Transformation Realm, just for this alone, who would dare to question your talent?"

Kong Zhihua smiled and said: "What's more, majoring in exercises and soul arts can be replaced and retrained. In Jianzong, there are many Dao-level treasure arts of swords!"

Hearing this, Chen Ping's heart sank.

It took all kinds of difficulties to cultivate the essential art of death.

Moreover, the power of this technique is so powerful, he is not prepared to replace it.

It was the sword and soul technique that aroused his interest.

"One Dharma Essence Worth Ten Thousand Dharma Sans!"

After a pause, Kong Zhihua bowed reverently to Tianji, and said leisurely: "The ancestor is also a strong man who has survived ninety-nine returns and one calamity!"

"The secret record of the sect records that when the ancestor crossed the catastrophe, he did not use any kind of treasure to assist him!"

This time, Chen Ping's expression froze completely.

That Supreme Immortal Sage was so strong that he could beat the Heavenly Calamity without any damage?

If it weren't for [-]% or even [-]% certainty, the elders of the sect would not have allowed him to be so capricious.

"The flesh body of the ancestor is a flesh fetus made of some kind of ninth-level kendo treasure!"

"Experience the small wheel of mother's womb and reincarnate the human race to become the root of the sword spirit."

"The soul techniques, exercises, and supernatural powers I have cultivated are all treasures of swordsmanship!"

"Every drop of blood from our ancestors is a sword field, and every ray of soul can evolve into a sword mound."

"That is the ultimate sword repair!"

The more Kong Zhihua talked, the more respectful his expression became.

"The fleshly body of the Supreme Immortal is stronger than the fleshy fetus of the Daoist!"

Chen Ping swallowed indescribably.

It turned out that the foundation of the eighth step was laid before birth.

Those who can succeed are by no means accidental.

"What kind of unrivaled figure should the old ancestor be? I am afraid that Sansheng is lucky to see it."

Chen Ping murmured.

However, Kong Zhihua said with a smile that was not a smile: "You have lost your swordsmanship, don't you know what your ancestor looks like?"