Haoyu Zhenxian

In an instant, three Lianxu gathered around the periphery of the Ascension Platform.

Chen Ping, a cultivator at the peak of Transformation God, is the most eye-catching existence.

Seeing that the junior didn't salute him, the round monk surnamed Rong didn't care, he looked indifferent.

"Boy Chen, Fellow Daoist Rong Yang Xiurong is the first cultivator of the human race appointed by the sect in the Lingxiao Realm. It won't take long for him to become an elder of Outer Mountain, and be on the same rank as me."

Luo Yun smiled with beautiful eyes.

While speaking, the proud things on both sides of the gully are surging, which is really pleasing to the eye.

"Elder Rong, the junior is being rude."

Chen Ping hurriedly made a sword with both hands, and worshiped.

Lingxiao Realm is the strongest Great Thousand Realm under the command of Zhixian Sword Sect.

This person is the first human cultivator who has just ascended, and his strength should not be underestimated.

"After the introduction, let's start discussing the business!"

Pang Xulin's voice suddenly turned cold, and he said, "You must have heard the news that the Tusha tribe has gathered outside the city. They are probably searching for Senior Sister Kong."

"Isn't Kong Zhihua's mission to sit on the Feishengtai? According to the regulations of the sect, those who neglect their duties will be punished with a higher grade."

Luo Yun said neither salty nor bland.

Building a flying platform consumes a lot of money.

Kong Zhihua left Tianya City without authorization, which was a mistake in itself.

Now that the Tusha clan is rampant, if the city falls, ten heads won't be enough.

"After the many forces outside the city have shrunk back, Tianya City is currently gathering at the seventh level, and several Tusha tribes can't attack at all."

Pang Xulin said dissatisfied.

This woman Luo Yun deliberately made the consequences the most serious, and everyone knows why.

"Why don't you report to the sect and see if you can send a few brothers who are in the middle and late stages of refining to deal with it."

Rong Yangxiu gave his opinion carefully.

"Substituting the role of elder so quickly?"

On the side, Chen Ping was shocked.

It seems that Rong Yangxiu had a very close relationship with Jianzong when he was in Daqianjie.

"Time waits for no one, the sect's support is too late."

Pang Xulin said with a gloomy face: "Senior Sister Luo, Sister Kong and you do have old grievances, but we are in the same school, you should think twice."

"What personal enmity!"

Looking around at the few people, Luo Yun said indifferently: "The concubine still says the same thing, Kong Zhihua acts without authorization, and she is responsible for all consequences arising therefrom!"

"Jianzong is at war with the Tusha Clan on multiple fronts. If they act recklessly like her, what's the use of the arrangements made by the Elders' Council?"

Just a few words left Pang Xulin speechless.

Even Chen Ping felt that Luo Yun's words did not contain selfishness, but considered from the perspective of the overall situation.

"Kong Zhihua is imprisoned because of the robbing of this seat? Is it true or not?"

Although Chen Ping was suspicious, he couldn't agree with Elder Luo Yun both emotionally and rationally.

It's no surprise that sword cultivators act emotionally.

The star world talks about living together and dying together, bloodbathing a star for a confidant, etc. About half of the protagonists are sword cultivators.

"The old man will go alone!"

Seeing that Luo Yun had hit a wall, the upright Pang Xulin immediately stopped begging.

The clothes on the back split, and a pair of silver wings several feet long separated out.

"Junior Brother Pang, there are at least eight or nine seventh-level Tusha masters gathered outside the city, and there are many mid-term existences."

"If you are impulsive, you will lose your life."

Luo Yun's red lips parted slightly and sighed.

"Only eight or nine seventh-order Tusha?"

After listening, Chen Ping frowned.

There are as many as twenty seventh-order forces entrenched outside the city, plus the city master Gu Yu, Elder Luo and others inside the city, what are they afraid of?

"I've made up my mind, Senior Sister Luo doesn't need to persuade me anymore."

Pang Xulin urged the wing of the natal magic sword, flicked his sleeve robe, and threw two storage rings downward.

"The younger brother has no wife, no children, no grandchildren, and no disciples. The wealth accumulated over the years is entrusted to the senior sister to hand over to the sect's treasury to train new talents."

"Jingle"

When the two storage rings collided in his hands, Luo Yun's expression changed instantly.

"Junior Brother Pang, I will negotiate with Gu Yu City Master and organize experts of the same level to meet you within ten thousand miles of Tianya City."

"This is the greatest authority of the senior sister."

Luo Yun said with a hoarse voice, her jade face tensed.

"Thank you."

Nodding, Pang Xulin clasped his fists and said.

"The Immortal Sword Sect and Chen have been in different forces in the past!"

Seeing this scene, Chen Ping sighed in his heart.

You know, the grievances between the two elders, Luo Yun and Kong Zhihua, have lasted for thousands of years.

No matter where you change it, it's a life-and-death situation.

He never expected that Elder Luo was willing to give charcoal in a timely manner and do his part.

"Nephew Chen, can you borrow the Qinghong Dao Sword that Senior Sister Kong gave you?"

Pang Xulin put his fingers together and said coldly.

It seemed that this kid would not go with him.

That's it.

He is only a relatively strong peak of the god transformation, and it may be difficult to save his life when he encounters the Tusha tribe at the beginning of the seventh level.

"Kong Zhihua even gave you Qinghong Dao Sword!"

Hearing this, Luo Yun frowned and looked around.

"Uncle Pang, I'm sorry, since the Qinghong Dao Sword was a gift from my uncle, it will belong to Chen from then on."

Arching his hands, Chen Ping said lukewarmly: "Forgive my nephew for not borrowing."

"Whoa!"

When Pang Xulin heard this, the sword's wings folded like a peacock's tail, and the sword energy of Chongxiao permeated endlessly.

Then, with a blank expression on his face, he galloped out of the area of ​​the Ascension Platform.

"This stubborn sword cultivator, Qinghong Daojian lent you, what can I use for myself!"

Chen Ping sneered at the corner of his mouth as he talked to himself, and then stomped hard on the ground with his toes.

The whole person chased after that sword glow like an arrow from the string.

……

Seeing Pang Xulin and Chen Ping disappear one after the other, Luo Yun wanted to dissuade them, but in the end it turned into a long sigh.

"Senior Sister Luo, that nephew surnamed Chen is nothing more than God Transformation Dzogchen. Wouldn't it be a death sentence to go out of the city?"

Rong Yangxiu said worriedly.

"Martial nephew Chen is the superstar of Qianxinghai Tianjiao intercepted by Zhixian Sword Xuying. That woman, Kong Zhihua, values ​​him so much, she must be planning to cultivate him to become the true disciple of her sect."

Luo Yun pursed her lips, and ordered: "Junior Brother Rong, I want to send an urgent order to the Zongmen to report the situation of Tianya City, and contact Gu Yu City Master to defend it with all my strength, lest the Tusha Clan attack from east to west."

"In the past few days, please guard the Ascension Platform."

After finishing speaking, with a swipe of Luo Yunyu's hand, he tore open a space passage and disappeared.

"The treasures of my younger brother crossing the Five Profound Tribulations were handed down by Senior Sister Luo and his wife through the Ascension Channel, so naturally Senior Sister is the leader."

Rong Yangxiu looked solemn, and the fat on his face shook rapidly.

In fact, he was anxious and angry in his heart.

After practicing for thousands of years, he finally found the trace of the second fragment of the coral seal, and this person took the initiative to step into a desperate situation.

If the fragment of the Dutian coral seal was lost in the hands of the Tusha tribe, he could only beat his chest and stare on the spot.

But there are many enemies outside the city, and he dare not follow.

"Boy, don't die!"

For the first time, Rong Yangxiu sincerely prayed for a junior.

……

Skyline City prohibits high-altitude flying.

But it has no binding effect on the two Jianzong disciples.

Pang Xulin urged the sword wings to fly faster and faster.

Chen Ping had no choice but to call out the white fins and fish tails, and then reluctantly followed.

Halfway through, the boy in front still looked back from time to time.

There are various expressions of touch, relief, and entanglement.

"Accompanying you to death counts as a person with friendship?"

Chen Ping let out a cold snort calmly.

Pang Xulin's idea was too simple.

The reason why he took refuge in Kong Zhihua was because of her great potential.

The refining of the three rules, given time, will definitely be able to stand at the top of the realm.

Kong Zhihua would not fall so easily.

And when he commits a dangerous situation with a body that transforms into a god, that female cultivator will be completely moved.

What's more, with the suppression of the mysterious weapon and spirit beads, and the sky ladder technique to escape, even if you meet Tu Sha in the middle of the seventh level, as long as you can't kill him with one blow, then you probably have nothing to do with him.

"There should be potential crises that I don't know about."

Thinking of the vision in the city, Chen Ping raised his breath, rushed to Pang Xulin's fast stack, and landed nearby to walk alongside him.

"Nephew Chen, Senior Sister Kong is right about you."

Pang Xulin cast a look of approval.

"It's my duty to be a swordsman."

A few words popped out of his mouth, and Chen Ping changed the subject: "Uncle Pang, there are more than 20 Xuxu cultivators inside and outside the city, why are they afraid of the Tusha tribe?"

The Tusha people like to live in groups in a tribal way.

According to his understanding, in the Tusha tribe near Tianya City, there are no old guys in the late seventh order.

Hearing this, Pang Xulin said without any concealment: "The strongest alien race around the Immortal City is King Tusha who has eight ancestral apertures."

"Although its realm is in the middle stage of the seventh order, ordinary people of the same level encounter it with a narrow escape."

The Tusha clan of the Eight Ancestor Aperture?
Hearing these words, Chen Ping couldn't help but slow down a bit.

He understood the reason why all the cultivators frantically fled into the city for refuge.

It is true that the seventh order of the human race has an advantage in number.

But no one wants to be a backstop for others.

If you meet that King Tu Sha, at least if you gather together, you will have some power to save your life.

"Nephew Chen, your favorite uncle has taken it for Senior Sister Kong, you should go back!"

Pang Xulin waved his hand with a wry smile.

With Chen Ping's supernatural power, from the moment he stepped out of Tianya City, he was almost half dead.

Why bother to lose a future true biography of Jianzong?

"I see you more like a dead person."

Slandering in his heart, Chen Ping didn't back down.

It was still the previous consideration, after he did not hesitate to expose all his hole cards, his life-saving ability far surpassed Pang Xulin.

What's more, the Yuanyan that merged into Zizai Xianhuo gave him a great sense of security.

If he fished in troubled waters and stole a Tu Sha at the beginning of the seventh level, he would have dug a windfall!
In the time and stars with all the treasures, the role of high-level puppets is far more than self-destruction.

……

"If you're worried about the younger generation, Master Uncle might as well reward you with some treasures."

While flying, Chen Ping joked.

Unexpectedly, Pang Xulin nodded solemnly, patted his waist, and a cone-shaped talisman with a gentle green light floated backward.

"The Huanfeng Talisman of the seventh-level top grade can double your body speed when crushed."

"Uncle Master only has this one left, I hope Nephew Master won't need it."

Grasping the talisman, Chen Ping's throat shrugged slightly.

But in the end, he still didn't refuse, and stuffed the Huanfeng Talisman into his sleeve, and a trace of traction mana wandered around, keeping the state of being activated at any time.

"Whoosh!"

The sword light of the two shuttled rapidly.

When passing by a resplendent tower-shaped building, Chen Ping's heart moved and said: "Uncle Pang, may I ask Gu Yu City Lord for help?"

Below is the city lord's mansion.

And Gu Yu City Master is a veteran in the middle stage of Void Refinement.

And also practice the art of insect control.

A supernatural power is not much weaker than the outer mountain elders of Jianzong.

The key is that this person holds the management power of Xiancheng, and it should not be difficult to mobilize the seventh-level support.

"Fellow Daoist Gu Yu's duty is that he will not go out of the city to rescue him in danger."

Pang Xulin said with a gloomy face.

"That's not enough price tag!"

Raising his eyebrows, Chen Ping suggested: "My nephew is willing to offer thirty celestial crystals and some treasures, please move Gu Yu City Lord."

If you can pull a few backs, you won't be so dangerous.

"Uncle, you have to be flexible and informal!"

Seeing that Pang Xulin was still hesitating, Chen Ping let out a low shout regardless of the difference in status.

"it is good."

Now, Pang Xulin didn't hesitate anymore, he pinched the formula, summoned a sound-transmitting paper crane the size of a palm and a half, and threw it towards the building below.

……

After about a stick of incense time.

A beam of red light flew out from the City Lord's Mansion.

Pang Xulin took it in his hand, it was the sound transmission paper crane just now.

"Elder Luo Yun has ordered that the defense of Tianya City stand still, and three days later, they will respond from thousands of miles away in Beicheng."

Repeating the reply letter from City Master Gu Yu, Pang Xulin's tone was extremely indifferent.

He had already guessed this result.

Jianzong gave great authority to the major city lords.

Besides, Senior Sister Luo personally gave the order, and Gu Yu City Master did not dare to blatantly disobey it.

"never mind."

Chen Ping shook his head and smiled.

Then, the two rushed out of the city gate without saying a word.

Due to the threat of the Tusha tribe, several doorways were crowded.

Countless monks lined up to enter the city.

Seeing that there were still people leaving the city at this time, it immediately aroused suspicion.

Pang Xulin and Chen Ping turned a blind eye and buried their heads in flight.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the two stopped in front of a barren low slope outside the west city.

"Boom!"

Without hesitation, Chen Ping tried his best to release his soul and guarded his surroundings.

"Nephew, we are not strong enough, so remember not to act separately."

Pang Xulin sent a sound transmission.

"Master Uncle Pang may contact Elder Kong?"

After setting up some defenses, Chen Ping asked immediately.

"Let me try."

As Pang Xulin spoke, he opened his mouth.

A delicate six-legged tripod was sprayed out.

Immediately, in the burst of spiritual light, it turned into a gigantic cauldron about Zhang Xu high.

There was a humming sound inside.

At the same time, Pang Xulin pinched the cumbersome formula in his hand, and a little bit of blue light emerged from his body.

These blue light spots are only as big as rice grains.

The violent surge continued, and in a blink of an eye, it was densely packed, almost submerging his whole body in it.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely blurry image floated in the small cauldron.

It looked like a dangerous canyon.

"In the Yangyao Rift Valley 15 miles away, Senior Sister Kong's mana breath once lingered there."

Pang Xulin's eyes showed joy.

"Uncle, what positioning method is this?"

On one side, Chen Ping said in amazement.

Kun Xinghai space is abnormally stable.

It can be sensed across 15 miles. This tracking method is not simple.

"A secret technique of the sect, my uncle and I have a trace of Sister Kong's mana in my hand as a medium."

"But if it exceeds 20 miles, or is blocked by a secret place, this method will be invalid."

Pang Xulin's rough explanation.

"Uncle please teach me!"

Chen Ping is of course very interested in such a good tracking method.

"Any secret technique in the Gonggong Palace cannot be passed on privately, my nephew forgive me."

Pang Xulin directly refused to accept it, and started to rush towards the distance.

"Break the rules!"

After scolding in his heart, Chen Ping followed without expression.

……

Around Tianya City, various terrains converge and overlap.

At this moment, in a hidden cave, two monks were not far apart, looking up through a crack in the top of their heads.

In the distant sky, strange humming sounds can be heard endlessly.

It was low and muffled at first, but then it became louder and louder.

At the end of the sky, a black spot suddenly appeared.

Then two, three... more than a dozen.

These black dots were extremely fast, approaching the cave in an instant.

Soon, the appearance of the black spots became clear.

Unexpectedly, they are all the Tusha tribe with heads several feet tall and with bone spurs on their backs.

The aura of the middle one reached the peak of the sixth order.

Apparently the leader of the squad.

"Wow!"

After a while, the dozen or so Tu Shas who scattered to search regrouped.

And fly to the distance under the leadership of the leader.

"Nephew, don't act rashly."

Pang Xulin glanced at him and stopped Chen Ping from moving.

"These are all puppet embryos!"

Chen Ping regretted losing his mana, but he didn't feel much dissatisfaction.

This is the No.16 patrol Tusha they met on the way to Yangyao Rift Valley!
Apparently, the Tusha tribe's search has almost covered every area near Tianya City.

"Before you find the senior sister, don't startle the snake."

"In the seventh-level Tusha, there are quite a few supernatural powers that master space. If they are entangled, it will be extremely difficult for us to escape."

Pang Xulin explained to Chen Ping.

"The characteristics and attack methods of the Tusha tribe, my nephew has already learned in depth."

Chen Ping said in a low voice.

How can a dignified puppet master not be familiar with the advantages and disadvantages of puppet materials?
The body of the Tusha tribe is hard, and most of them are good at gold-type supernatural powers.

And those with extraordinary talents are accompanied by several rules.

Naturally, the disadvantage of the Tusha clan lies in their souls.

Generally not as good as humans of the same rank.

It's just that if enough ancestral apertures are opened, it can also make up for this disadvantage.

"go!"

When the Tusha disappeared completely, Pang Xulin shook his sword wings first, and flew towards the target direction without sound.

……

In this way, Pang Xulin and Chen Ping carefully stayed away from Tianya City.

During the period, they encountered at least four or fifty waves of teams led by Tier [-] Tusha.

The two of them were unwilling to talk to each other.

When Naihe passed a plain, he found a group of Tusha tribe attacking several human monks who had not yet evacuated.

Without saying a word, Pang Xulin raised his sword and cut off the group of Tusha, helping the human monks out of trouble.

This scene left Chen Ping speechless.

But seeing that Pang Xulin had no interest in Tu Sha's corpse, his mood improved a little, and he quickly sealed the income Taihe bottle.

"Two sixth-tier Tushas and seven fifth-tier Tushas, ​​I don't care about him."

Chen Ping was thinking secretly.

There was only a short delay when Pang Xulin escorted the group of human monks back from hiding.

What's more, this person is holding the soul of a sixth-order early stage Tusha tribe in his hand.

After searching for a while, Pang Xulin frowned, and said: "The Tusha clan came out in a swarm, and they were indeed sieging and arresting Senior Sister Kong, and killing the creatures outside the city by the way."

"Could it be that the senior sister took the wood mustard tree away by its roots?"

"Otherwise, with just a few fruits, the Tusha tribe wouldn't be so mobilizing."

The sap flowing from the wood mustard tree can help the Tusha people to refine their bodies.

In some large tribes of this family, even million-year-old kokeshi trees are planted.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a symbolic sacred object of the ethnic group.

But the status of the sixth-order Tu Sha who was searched for souls is not high, so he doesn't know the specific truth.

"Keep flying!"

Then, Pang Xulin crushed Tu Sha's soul, and left the plain with Chen Ping tacitly.

After the two disappeared, about a cup of tea time later, two black figures about ten feet suddenly descended from the western sky.

Among them, a slightly stronger Tu Sha rolled his tongue, sucked in the surrounding air, and said indifferently: "The breath of the human race!"

"Chasing and killing, I'm new to the seventh level, and I haven't fought against the same level of humans yet!"

Tu Sha, who had a lighter color on the other end, grinned grimly.

At the same time, the bony spurs on the backs of the two expanded outwards, turning into open umbrellas.

Thunderstorms continued among the densely packed bone spurs.

After floating a thick layer of mucous membrane, the two Tusha took off on the ground and shot in one direction.

This speed is not half a minute slower than Pang Xulin!

……

high altitude.

Two beams of sword light swooped down.

The scenery in the pupil is an endless and intricate chasm.

The height of each hanging wall is no less than a hundred feet.

Looking around, darkness and gloom are intertwined, making it extremely strange.

In front of a stone wall riddled with holes, Pang Xulin stopped abruptly.

As soon as the soul was released and sensed, he said with an ugly face: "This sword energy is the technique of Senior Sister Kong."

Looking at the mess around them again, both of them looked unhappy.

This level of destructive power is obviously left after the two or three seventh-order battles.

Kong Zhihua is indeed in big trouble!
"Let me cast the spell again to determine the location."

With that said, Pang Xulin summoned the small cauldron in the same way.

After a few breaths, he happily said: "Senior Sister is not far from here, at most sixty thousand miles away!"

"Uncle Pang!"

Chen Ping touched his chin, and said with a strange smile: "Are you in love with Elder Kong?"

"Bullshit."

After hearing this, Pang Xulin was taken aback, and reprimanded angrily.

He never thought that a junior would dare to make fun of him.

"This time I saved Elder Kong, my uncle should go and confess, and don't come again when the opportunity is not lost!"

Chen Ping was still smiling.

"Oil cavity slippery!"

Pang Xulin snorted coldly.

Then, meeting the eyes of this junior, the two smiled strangely at the same time.

"go!"

With a cry, Pang Xulin flew towards the direction guided by the secret technique.

However, just as Chen Ping was about to use his kung fu, a certain empty space shook violently.

Suddenly, a series of sharp Qingming came out.

As soon as this sound entered his ears, Chen Ping only felt a loud "hum" from his soul.

Immediately, his whole body shook several times like being struck by lightning, and almost fell from the air.

"Be careful, it's Tusha's body roar of the seventh level! Quickly defend yourself, otherwise this technique will detonate your soul!"

Pang Xulin, who had just flown into the sky, also had a pale face. After realizing it, he quickly pressed his palm against his head.

The soul immediately turned into a purple sword soul.

"Seventh-order painted brake?"

Chen Ping was startled secretly, and the Taiyiyan divine law and the Cangxu seal in his body began to circulate rapidly.

A sense of coolness rushed straight into my mind.

After a few flashes of gold and white complexion, the sense of explosion from the soul finally returned to normal.

"Hey, the human race in this transformation stage is not dead?"

The next moment, a rough and hoarse sound like stones rubbing against each other came from high above the clouds.

"Fortunately, it's just a foreign race at the beginning of the seventh level!"

Feeling a unique soul power sweeping towards him, a shudder passed through Chen Ping's heart.

Furious, he immediately fought back fiercely.

"Boom!"

With a shock without reservation, Hunsi directly dispelled the covering blockade.

"Is it true that Erhuai's soul path is the sword sect's true inheritance of transforming gods?"

At this time, the two black shadows in the cloud were even more surprised.

"Nephew Chen, you run first!"

In an instant, Pang Xulin's figure flashed, and he stood side by side with Chen Ping.

He flicked his fingers to the bottom of Chen Ping's feet, and a beam of purple aura immediately emerged.

"Uncle, look at the situation first."

Frowning, Chen Ping shook his head without hesitation.

"Jie Jie, isn't this Pang Jianxiu from Tianya City? It turns out that you killed the team boy from the tribe."

The ear-piercing sound came down, and the two creatures in the cloud quickly approached.

……

After the light faded, two tall King Tu Sha suddenly appeared at a distance of about a hundred miles, standing there facing each other.

The bony spurs on the backs of the two tu brakes are in the shape of fan-like umbrellas, spinning slowly and non-stop in the air.

At this moment, both heads turned to look at Chen Ping, their eyes were full of surprises.

"Tu Sha at the beginning of the seventh rank at the two ends. One of them has never been seen in the information. It should be a newly promoted seventh rank."

Pang Xulin looked tense, and sent a voice transmission to Chen Ping.

In fact, there is no need to mention it, Chen Ping probably figured it out.

The seventh-order Tusha on the two ends that blocked them had a stronger breath on the left end.

Obviously there is a slight gap in strength!

"Tu Ju, the sword sect is true to you!"

At this moment, Tu Sha, who was slightly stronger, struck first.

The bone spur on the back just turned around, and the whole figure turned into a black glow and shot out, and then disappeared out of thin air in a flash.

In the blink of an eye, King Tusha's body floated above Pang Xulin's head.

He jumped down without hesitation.

"Bah!"

As soon as the purple sword energy in front of Pang Xulin stretched out, a mountain of swords teleported out, protecting him and Chen Ping.

And the sharp claws of King Tu Sha suddenly burst into golden light.

It actually split out hundreds of nail-like attacks, swishing through the air and cutting on the sword mountain.

And open it all up without any hindrance.

At the same time, the space where Chen Ping and Pang Xulin were located fluctuated together.

The two split their heads and flashed.

Can barely avoid the cutting of that gold-type supernatural power.

In the golden light, a pair of cunning eyes flashed.

At the other end, the seventh-order Tu Sha named "Tu Ju" sneaked nearby at some point, and suddenly launched a sneak attack.

Immediately, a blade containing strong gold energy surged forward and fell silently.

Chen Ping's spiritual consciousness is so powerful, it was hard to predict in advance.

When the blade broke through the sword shield protecting the body, it was too late to dodge.

Because those blades had already appeared from all directions, sweeping and shooting towards every part of his body.

"Protect!"

Chen Ping was not sloppy at all, and had a colorful gauze draped over his body.

Those golden blades fell densely and densely.

They turned into sharp objects one and a half miles long, colliding with Yan Xiansha's defense.

"Boom!"

Tu Ju's attack firmly grabbed Yan Xiansha.

The treasure suddenly trembled.

The brilliance collapsed into a handkerchief, and shrank back to the chest.

"Metal nature is good at attacking. I haven't refined this little star's boundary-breaking treasure, so I really can't resist its fatal blow."

Chen Ping snorted, and waved his backhand, Yuan Yi puppet stood in front of him.

A group of gold and silver arcs immediately floated up, forming a shield.

He bought some treasures in Tianya City that unlocked the rules for puppets.

The strengthened Yuanyi puppet is much stronger than the lower realm!

"Boom!"

At the same time, layers of light golden blades bounced towards him.

Like a magic weapon, with a slight shock, it pierced through the Thunder Shield.

Then, Yuan Yi's puppet's arm suddenly flicked, abruptly blocking the attack.

But the puppet's arm was also emitting puffs of blue smoke, and it was covered with bruises and scars.

This little time block, Chen Ping twisted his body.

Under the white fin flying fan, it turned into a white glow and shot out.

A hundred miles away, he reappeared.

Staring at Tu Ju who was attacking him with cold eyes, his expression was very gloomy!

And the seventh-order Tu Sha who had just finished casting the spell, saw that Chen Ping was only slightly injured and got up as if nothing had happened, and his face was filled with surprise.

It didn't underestimate the other party just because it was a deity.

He hit almost with all his strength, but he was helpless with this weapon, which made him startled and angry.

"Boom!"

On the other side, Pang Xulin and the stronger King Tu Sha have already passed several moves.

With the blessing of the sword soul, he will be able to compete with the alien race for a while.

"Tu Ju, you didn't kill him! With this kind of strength, you still want to participate in the Tiansha competition in the clan?"

Taking advantage of the gap in the chase, the companion laughed and laughed.

"Within three breaths, he will die!"

A cold light flashed in Tu Ju's eyes, and he didn't even look at Yuan Yi's puppet rushing in front of him.

Instead, it is far away towards the mid-air.

In the next breath, a hundred-foot-wide golden lotus blossomed one after another.

After a whirling turn, he pressed down aggressively.

The puppet was actually absorbed into the golden lotus, and the sharp golden light burst out.

"Boom!"

When Yuan Yi's puppet was swallowed by the golden lotus, Chen Ping's knowledge sea was shocked, and he lost the connection with the puppet.

The corner of his mouth twitched, he stared at Tuju viciously, and spit out a mouthful of foam the size of a millstone.

"Uncle, junior, go first!"

Then, regardless of the fierce battlefield, Chen Ping slapped his white fin and flew towards an empty sky.

"Damn human race!"

Tu Ju was humiliated by the spitting action, and immediately flew into a rage.

The mucous membrane from the chin to the heel buzzed, and the frequency coincided with the bone spurs on the back. Both of them were startled, and they chased and killed Chen Ping.

"Good come!"

Seeing that Tu Ju was gradually being drawn away by him, Chen Ping was secretly happy.

It was inconvenient to expose some of his methods in front of Pang Xulin.

It is exactly what he wants to attract the tiger to chase him.

But within two breaths, Chen Ping's expression became extremely gloomy.

I saw that Tu Ju only followed for about a thousand miles, but he gave up and returned to the original place, and joined hands with the other tribe to kill Pang Xulin!
The latter moves his sword freely, but the opponent is Tu Sha of the same level at both ends.

In just a short moment, he fell into a disadvantage, and his defeat was imminent.

"What a shrewd Tusha!"

His eyes shrank, and Chen Ping's hands trembled.

Don't look at the Tusha clan as ferocious beasts, but they are actually very intelligent, not inferior to the old monsters of the human race.

He lured the Sea Clan back then, abducted and killed them one by one.

It was Tu Bra's turn, but it didn't work at all!
"Master uncle has his own way of escaping from a serious injury. Nephew Chen, you go!"

When Pang Xulin was fighting hard, he did not forget to send orders to Chen Ping.

"Chen is really a good person."

Seeing this scene, Chen Ping's face flickered, and he immediately shot back with the power of the sword array.

……

"Jie Jie! The disciples of Sword Sect really have deep affection and righteousness."

Seeing the sword lights coming from all around, Tu Ju was not afraid of rejoicing, and said with a grinning smile: "Human race junior, you will die!"

Then, from the giant golden lotus flower that took Yuan Yi's puppet, there were bursts of ghostly cries and wolf howls.

Immediately, six swirls flickered on Tu Ju's body.

"The Sixth Patriarch's Aperture Tu Sha!"

Chen Ping didn't dare to be careless, Yuan Shijian and Qinghong Daojian both broke away from the sword array.

The next moment, a field full of sword energy enveloped the golden lotus.

But no matter how fast the sword energy was cutting, the golden lotus flower seemed to be invisible, and it was not damaged at all.

At the same time, strands of mysterious transparent power spontaneously released from Tu Ju's several ancestral apertures.

Wrap that golden lotus flower around quickly.

"what!"

Chen Ping let out a scream, and the consciousness close to the lotus was instantly torn apart.

He hastened to shake his soul, dispelling the pain.

This is the power of the ancestral orifice of the Tusha clan!

It can temporarily increase the level of rules mastered.

The blessing of the Sixth Patriarch's Aperture has almost pulled out the destructive power of Tu Jujin's rule to three sloughs.

If it is the Eight Ancestral Aperture, it will definitely break through the bottleneck of transformation completely!

The unique rule bonus is the real reason for Tu Chazu's strength.

"This alien race doesn't treat me like an ant at all!"

Chen Ping's eyelids twitched, and he flicked his sleeves at the golden lotus.

A fuzzy phantom of white and red circulated around the body.

After snapping his fingers, it condensed into a substantive divine light.

Shine towards the golden lotus.

"Squeak!"

The rotation of the lotus petals suddenly became sluggish.

The density of the released metallic attacks also dropped several times immediately.

The sword formation immediately took advantage of the void and entered.

Gathered into a hundred-foot-long seven-colored sword, it slashed fiercely at a lotus petal.

"Boom!"

The next moment, a crack several feet wide suddenly flashed.

A ghostly figure flashed out from inside.

It was the trapped Yuan Yi puppet.

After a few breaths of effort, the puppet was already covered in blood.

The flesh body is in a mess, and if it is later, I am afraid it will really become a puddle of minced meat.

"The talent of the three-legged peacock?"

Rescuing the puppet in a blink of an eye caused Tu Ju's face to twist violently.

"Something I don't know!"

Chen Ping smiled coldly, and another piece of dark yellow light swirled out.

Explode in the air.

Cover Tu Ju eloquently.

Before ascension, after collecting enough Yin-Yang Xuanhuang Qi, he had practiced the Absolute Beginning Xuanhuang Art to the second level.

The power of this technique did not disappoint him.

"Shh!"

Naturally, it was impossible for Tu Ju to be easily swept by the Xuanhuang Divine Light.

The six ancestral orifices shook slowly, and two golden fists and claws appeared strangely.

Unceremonious head-on blow.

"Pfft!"

I don't know what kind of power is in that fist.

When Xuanhuang Shenguang touched Qiyi, he was smashed abruptly and collapsed.

Moreover, that huge force swept towards Chen Pingzhen's body.

"After being weakened by the Xuanhuang Divine Light, I should be seriously injured by this technique, but I won't be dying."

With a certain mind, Chen Ping pinched a few shields casually.

After the symbolic resistance, Juli hit the chest without any surprise.

"Pfft!"

Immediately, Chen Ping vomited blood.

The position of the chest collapsed several inches.

The internal organs were all squeezed in the lower abdomen, and it was extremely bulging.

However, the sneer on his face was one after another.

At the same time, Chen Ping's skin and even every part of his body were enveloped in black dead energy.

His aura began to rise steadily.

When a drop of blood essence fell on the imitation of the Xuantian Book of Death in the dantian.

A cold and eerie vast energy feeds back into the body!
"Nephew Chen..."

Seeing that he was seriously injured, Pang Xulin's expression froze.

However, the sword cultivator who mastered the rules of death often used this trick to make a comeback, so it was not much of a surprise.

"Tu Sha, receive the sword from the old man!"

Pang Xulin gritted his teeth, and summoned a golden fuzzy thing from his body.

This is the sword essence he cultivated.

It takes three hundred years of continuous condensing to accumulate one share.

But this situation had to be sacrificed.

Because Chen Ping forcibly resisted the seventh-order Tu Sha with his death energy, he couldn't hold on for long!
Once the injury broke out, he would undoubtedly die today.

"Jianzong's sword essence? Haha, it's a pity that you are not the seed of the Dao, the method of this sword essence is just so-so."

The seventh-order Tu Sha was not afraid at all, and with a twist of the black thorn, his whole body merged with the surrounding space.

It was an alien who was proficient in space art!
……

Here, Tu Ju knew Chen Ping's plan the moment he saw the death.

"I will wait and see how long your death energy blessing can last!"

After all, Tu Ju's figure shook slightly, and a series of afterimages shot out.

With a mouth full of blood, a ball of golden light spewed out, hitting Chen Ping who was close at hand.

"My current mana is no different from that in the early stage of Void Refining."

Chen Ping didn't dodge or dodge, and waved a palm full of ghosts casually.

A sword light fused with death energy slapped fiercely.

Fanned the golden ball away like a fly.

"The death aura of this human race is only a slough, how can it increase to such a degree? Could it be that there is a magic weapon that fits?"

Tu Ju's pupils shrank, and he unhurriedly touched the golden lotus in the air.

"Whoa!"

Circles of golden light rippled up and turned into two golden arms ten miles long.

Like lightning, he grabbed the piece of sword energy and violently stirred it.

The metallic rules close to the three sloughs are terrifying and abnormal!
Even if it merged with the death energy, the sword energy still collapsed without any resistance.

Then, Tu Ju's figure moved and appeared above Chen Ping's head strangely.

Driven by the tyrannical body, even if this beast does not master the rules of space, it is still miraculous to move around in a small area.

"Nephew Chen, this Elder orders you to quickly crush the Huanfeng Talisman and escape!"

Pang Xulin roared.

The sword element in his hand sliced ​​into the abdomen of the seventh-order Tusha.

But the strange thing is that no blood flowed from the broken part.

"Jie Jie, you don't know where this king's ancestral orifice is, these attacks are all useless!"

Tu Sha grinned grimly, pressed his sword against Pang Xulin's shoulder.

The latter immediately vomited blood and flew backwards for hundreds of miles before barely stopping.

"Your elder himself is about to fall, it's ridiculous!"

Tu Ju roared wantonly with laughter, and those two pairs of golden arms descended from the sky, hitting the white fin on his back.

How does it not know that the speed of this son depends mostly on kun fish products.

As long as this treasure is abolished, the true inheritance of the sword sect will be vulnerable.

"Who do you say fell?"

Chen Ping waved his palm expressionlessly, and a gloomy magic light suddenly shot out.

In the huge dark cloud, two pairs of slender palms suddenly stretched out.

No movement was seen, but one of Sen Luo's hands just swiped lightly, and temporarily slapped the two golden arms away.

And the other Immortal Sen Luo simply slapped Tu Ju on the shoulder.

Slap it away fiercely.

"This technique can actually cause the king to suffer minor injuries?"

I was startled, but Tu Ju who flew out didn't have much panic.

"Whoosh!"

The next moment, Chen Ping stomped his feet coldly.

The white fins and fish tail are fully opened.

Shoot towards Tu Jufei.

"Uncle Pang!"

Along the way, when flying over the other side's place of fighting skills, Chen Ping shouted loudly: "Let's see my nephew beheading a seventh-level head today to refresh my uncle!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the words fell, the soul-absorbing technique of Absolute Beginning was imprinted into Tu Ju's sea of ​​consciousness.

Chen Ping stretched out his hand and pressed it, and the two Immortal Sen Luo hands that had been imagined before leaped forward.

He grabbed Tu Ju's head with one hand.

Grab its lower limbs with one hand.

It was like two iron clamps, instantly making it unable to move.

The pervasive death energy began to erode the beast's body, Chen Ping tried his best to control the technique, and his dark eyes narrowed fiercely.

Two drops of crystal clear tears floated down.

And it dripped down on Tu Ju's chest.

"tick"

"tick"

Even the violent and unusual fighting sounds couldn't cover the sound of these two teardrops.

In an instant.

Two drops of Rakshasa tears collapsed and then opened.

At the same time, a hot and unstoppable fountain of fire burst out from Tu Ju's body.

And like a sea of ​​flames gathered by thousands of rivers, it ignited every part of its body at once!
"Zizi!"

The tyrannical physical body that the Tusha tribe is proud of has no power to resist.

The hard black hair is vulnerable to a blow, and quickly melts in curls.

Then, the bone spurs on its back also turned into white bones as if they had lost their vitality.

And the engulfment of Yuan Yan is still going on.

"crash"

"crash"

It sounded like a volcanic eruption.

In just one breath, Tu Ju's body turned into a piece of foul-smelling Hokage.

"what!"

As soon as the control effect of the soul-hunting technique expired, Tu Ju let out a heart-piercing cry of pain.

It waved its palms frantically, trying to use the golden rule to extinguish the spirit fire.

It's a pity that the rule of gold is really powerful in terms of attack.

But it has no restraint effect on spirit fire.

After merging into the Immortal Flame of Freedom, the front burns up, and the power of Yuanyan is no longer what the early seventh-order can bear!
"Shh!"

At the same time, a seemingly insubstantial ghost crossed across the tunnel and rushed into Ju's body.

Then, walking out of the shadow of the fangs and claws, Chen Ping pressed a strange soul tightly under the palm of his hand, and laughed loudly:
"Uncle, do you want to add to the fun!"