Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 805 Shocking the entire sect, summoned by the spirit of the weapon (8.6K)

The crazy years in the lower realm did not lose Chen Ping's heart.

This is Kun Xinghai!
The vision revealed by An Hanyan was enough to make him vigilant.

Generally, cultivators who transform into gods have the ability to possess themselves.

What's more, the dignified mahatma?

"Senior Tianzhao possesses his own daughter, and enters the Sword Soul Ancestral Map to reap the greatest benefits?"

A horrifying judgment emerged in Chen Ping's mind.

For the sake of his own life, he had no choice but to escape into the monstrous black mist.

Just when Chen Ping was aimlessly falling into the boundless darkness, an incomparable suction force emanated from the depths of the black mist.

Before he understood what was going on, he was ingested out of thin air.

Chen Ping was horrified, and tried to mobilize his mana several times, intending to dodge and break free, but it didn't work at all.

Soon, he felt his body gradually becoming lighter, and his consciousness disappeared without a trace like a goose feather in a strong wind.

……

"A peak transformation god can not only penetrate the space of time and light, but also induce the birth of chaos. The secrets of this child must be closely related to the innate origin!"

The moment Chen Ping disappeared out of thin air, An Hanyan's beautiful eyes shrank slightly.

There are coincidences in the world.

But one after another abnormality, it is not a coincidence that can explain it.

"Trying to seize the opportunity from me, even the Great Sage is not qualified!"

An Hanyan's face was cold, and he swept his hand into the black mist beside him.

The engulfing darkness overwhelmed the figure.

Unexpectedly, he disappeared like Chen Ping did before.

……

The top of the Holy Artifact Mountain.

The sword soul ancestral map hangs high in the sky, and there is no one in it.

The juniors with low knowledge are naturally at a loss.

However, several elders got together at one place at some time, and started talking with each other via sound transmission.

"Junior Sister Shi, has there been any response from Zutu Qiling?"

Xin Jingyang asked seriously.

"Not yet."

Hearing this, Shi Xiayue shook her head without thinking.

"Senior Brother Xin, why don't you tell your ancestors immediately?"

Yan Kuang suggested.

His words were supported by Xu Yinxuan, Zhu Yubo, Kong Zhihua and other elders.

An Hanyan of Tianzhao Sword Sect clearly has a plan.

You must know that there are more than one faction in Kun Xinghai who are coveting the treasure of the opening of the Sword Soul Ancestral Map.

If the treasure is lost, the monks present are all sinners of the sect through the ages.

"Watch what happens."

Under the gaze of all the elders, Xin Jingyang said indifferently.

He is the only digital high-level person in the Holy Artifact Mountain who can directly contact the ancestors.

However, the ancestor left the sect more than a hundred years ago and went to the sea of ​​nothingness.

For what reason he didn't know.

It seems to be invited by someone.

Looking at it now, could it be Tianzhao Dasheng's layout?

Naturally, Xin Jingyang couldn't speak out the speculation in his heart, so as not to mess himself up.

"Friend Daoist Meng, please give me an explanation."

Kong Zhihua tilted his head and said expressionlessly.

"Except that the person was brought by Meng, I don't know anything else."

Montaigne simply disassociated himself from the relationship.

The transaction with the two major sword sects was led by the giants of Asgard.

As an envoy, he only has the power to perform tasks.

"If something goes wrong, your Lingquan Immortal Palace will give this sect an explanation."

Xin Jingyang said in a cold tone.

At this moment, Shi Xiayue's heart skipped a beat, and she nodded repeatedly as if she had received an order.

Then, she conveyed to the elders: "Zu Tu Qi Ling ordered, we don't have to embarrass Tianzhao Sword Sect and Lingquan Immortal Palace, all accidents are under its control."

After listening, several elders looked at each other, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the sword soul ancestral map is not a treasure to kill, but on the holy artifact mountain, with the protection of the great immortal formation, there is nothing an ordinary eighth-rank can do.

……

ancestral map space.

Most of the area is covered with a layer of extremely rich colorful streamer.

A phantom of a huge key floats in the middle, and the angle of inclination barely avoids the central area, a colorful area that is always distorted.

"More than 1000 years ago, the demon saint who ruled the stars to fall died at the hands of fellow Taoist Tianzhao and her."

"The reincarnation body of the mother's womb created by the molting of the original thing, no wonder it can trigger the blessing of time and stars."

"Use the birth process of the Xiantian Sword to comprehend the Sword Soul of Time and Time, tsk tsk, you are indeed a big demon girl who cheated a few super stars!"

Suddenly, a series of weak consciousnesses came out in the colorful zone.

"But what's the situation with Junior Uchiyama?"

"When he inherited Ziyang Sword Soul, this weapon spirit clearly peeped at everything about his soul and body, but apart from having some talent, there is nothing unusual about it!"

"The two fragments of the crossing coral seal have nothing to do with the power of time."

While asking and answering himself, that consciousness was full of confusion.

The peering magic power of Sword Soul Ancestral Map is the best in Kun Xinghai.

If it is not even aware of it, it is even more impossible for ordinary eighth-order creatures to find its flaws.

……

At the same time, Chen Ping and Chaos almost became one.

Both ears buzzed.

Water flow, landslide, lightning, thunder, all kinds of wonderful sounds poured into my mind.

The whole person is spinning in this chaotic state.

It was as if an abyss was blocked in front of him, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Again?"

Chen Ping laughed helplessly.

He is very familiar with the current encounter.

I turned into a stream of air again, and re-experienced the birth of the Xiantian Sword.

But the difference is that he was inside the golden bead that time, and he witnessed it from the perspective of others.

This time, he seemed to have completely turned into that strand of gray air.

"How did the Xiantian Sword be made?"

Trying to recall the long-standing memories, Chen Ping gradually calmed down.

He faintly felt that if the chaos was broken again, what awaited him would be a great opportunity.

"Devour, eat!"

After a quick summary, Chen Ping's thumb-sized airflow became fierce.

Shoot in one direction without hesitation.

He was very clear in his heart.

The Xiantian sword that is just a ray of air is too weak.

So humble that even a trace of black mist nearby couldn't digest it.

But he deeply remembered where this stream of air started to grow.

Will that position correspond to Jin Zhuli's experience?
Chen Ping kept praying in secret.

The gray air flow flew hundreds of millions of miles.

Stopped in a place still covered in darkness.

"Yes!"

When he saw an air current weaker than him below, Chen Ping was shocked and rushed down without saying a word.

And opened a big mouth to devour it.

In a few strokes, relying on his absolute body size advantage, Chen Ping easily swallowed a piece of air.

After winning, his body has swelled to the size of an arm.

"Sure enough, it is exactly the same as what happened in Jinzhu!"

Chen Ping was so excited that he rushed to the next location immediately.

……

In another chaotic space.

A wisp of gray air was almost in sync with Chen Ping, devouring the free energy in the same coordinates but not in the same space.

"When the Xiantian sword and the auxiliary sword enlightened the spiritual roots of the physical body, I had this adventure."

"It's impossible for the junior Huashen with one spiritual root to complete the heaven-shattering move before me."

An Hanyan was confident, and continued to fly in a certain direction.

After an unknown amount of time, she stopped outside a black vortex.

"At that time, the Xiantian sword absorbed this energy and was almost swallowed back. I have to be extremely careful."

Then, An Hanyan rushed forward without hesitation.

……

"Melted it!"

The gray airflow transformed by Chen Ping collided with the black vortex.

There seems to be some subconsciousness in the vortex.

Seeing Chen Ping coming up aggressively, he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

This time, it took him a lot of effort to barely swallow the black vortex.

Correspondingly, the gray air current the size of an arm at first has expanded to a length of three feet.

And began to exude a trace of coercion.

"continue!"

Chen Ping made great strides, relying on his memory, unscrupulously looking for the target in the chaotic space.

The long years are fleeting.

Its shape has turned into a hundred-mile high mountain.

Looking around, there is no one who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

"This space will soon usher in a new life."

Gradually, Chen Ping enjoyed this kind of foresight process very much.

Finally, the sound of clear springs could be faintly heard.

Not far away, a drop of blue spiritual water condensed out of thin air.

While fluttering, runes filled the sky, and his body contained countless visions.

"It seems that I am about to break through the refining void, but the origin of the spiritual water is still unheard of!"

Chen Ping looked complicated.

Compared with the golden core period, his knowledge has expanded countless times.

Can still not recognize the heel of the water.

"It's better to swallow it."

The next moment, Chen Ping turned into a large gray air current, enveloping the drop of blue water.

……

At this time, An Hanyan also stopped in front of the spiritual water in another dark space.

"The rumored water of chaos, swallowing a single drop can make the water attribute rule break through five sloughs!"

"Unfortunately, this is just an illusion of heaven and earth."

After a short pause, An Hanyan swept over without hesitation.

There is no age in chaos.

In a blink of an eye, the gray air currents transformed by the two were steady and strong.

It swelled like a mountain of ten thousand zhang!

Spiritual fire, spiritual water, spiritual bamboo, hard ore...

Chen Ping did not know how many kinds of heaven and earth spirits he had swallowed.

"Inclusive of everything, that's how it is!"

He began to realize something.

Xiantian Jianxin claims to be inclusive of all things.

It is basically an innate thing that has devoured countless attributes during the growth process.

This kind of devouring is not comparable to ordinary supernatural powers.

As if stealing the other party's Tao, it became his own.

"What is the difference between the way of birth of the Xiantian sword and the way of this seat!"

Chen Ping found a reason to strengthen his heart.

The world's resources must be limited.

Only by fighting and grabbing can we stand out.

……

Next, all the subsequent life in the two chaotic spaces were swallowed by Chen Ping and An Hanyan simultaneously.

up to one day.

The gray air current transformed by Chen Ping has covered the sky and the world.

Diffuse in the corners and crevices of space.

Here, he can no longer be tolerated!
Moreover, its ontology integrates all things and is still evolving continuously.

The outline of a sword gradually appeared.

The gray ancient sword that the other party could not describe.

Swallowing the heaven and the earth, bursting into the sea of ​​stars.

Chen Ping has no doubts, if his body is on the side of the sword.

Even if they are separated by hundreds of millions of miles, they will be blown to pieces!

"What's next?"

Suddenly, Chen Ping's consciousness froze.

The experience in the Jinzhu space ended as early as this moment.

It's up to him to figure it out.

"This world can't accommodate me, so it's natural to open the sky and upgrade!"

In an instant, Chen Ping's face became extremely resolute.

The outline of the Xiantian sword became empty.

Suddenly, the chaotic space trembled violently.

The next moment, densely packed black sword pills floated out!
Ten thousand, one hundred thousand!

With one thought, the sword pills containing the meaning of the innate sword are overwhelming.

"I'm still in the ancestral map, comprehending the sword spirit is the key."

"To reveal the strongest kendo talent, with my current limit ability, it is Jianwan!"

Chen Ping took a deep breath, and resolutely rushed towards the void.

At the same time, countless sword pills that had already been condensed were also quickly arranged on the way.

In a certain pattern, a super large formation was formed.

"The creation of Sword Fourteen has been stagnant."

"Just so, let's test the feasibility of the Jianwan Sword Formation with the power of the Xiantian Sword!"

Living alone in the chaos for a long time, Chen Ping's mind was exceptionally clear.

Then, without hesitation, his consciousness moved.

Arranged according to the trajectory of the array conceived in his heart, pushing Mantian Jianwan to slash into the sky.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The sky and the earth shook, and a vast and boundless storm tide swept out.

Moments later, a corner of the endless void collapsed and shattered.

With the continuous bombardment of the black sword pellets, centering on the slump, the cobweb-like cracks in the sky began to collapse unstoppably.

"Open the sky!"

Chen Ping ruthlessly pierced in with the killing consciousness of the Xiantian Sword.

"Boom!"

After the loud noise disappeared, a ray of light appeared in front of his eyes.

……

"The first person to break through the chaos is my sect junior?"

In the middle of the ancestral map sacred artifact, the beautiful things shocked.

It has probably guessed the identity of Yuanying named An.

One of the former rule imprints...

Actually lost to a new Huashen disciple who joined the sect?
"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the chaos on the other side was also shattered inch by inch.

"唰" and "唰" two consecutive gray shadows descended on the ancestral map.

It turned out to be two innate swords!

It's just that the body shape is quite different.

One of them seems to be the auxiliary sword of the other!

"I smashed the emptiness with the sword pill, and An Hanyan conjured up the innate twin swords!"

As soon as his consciousness changed, Chen Ping became vigilant.

"Is he faster than me?"

An Hanyan was even more astonished, beyond belief.

She perfectly restored the birth experience of the Xiantian Sword.

He was still behind this person.

Although there was less than half a breath of effort before and after, it is a fact that we lost!
"Could it be that this kind of talent is the reincarnation of those old monsters of the sword?"

An Hanyan stared at Chen Ping with fear and suspicion in her eyes.

At the same time, the two gray swords in the sky suddenly collapsed, turning into pure soul threads and pouring them into the body.

In an instant, An Hanyan, who had just escaped from the chaos, returned to his original form.

however……

Chen Ping's soul still looks like Xiantianjian.

Nothing has changed!

……

On the top of the Holy Artifact Mountain, because the two appeared in the ancestral map one after the other, the eyes of all the cultivators flocked away.

The scene that fell before him was extremely strange.

An Hanyan is still beautiful.

But following her gaze, the cultivators were immediately shocked.

Opposite this woman stood a simple gray sword.

It is true that the breath does not seem to exceed the seventh level.

But that appearance, all high-level swordsmen can't be indifferent.

Innate sword!
Represents the pinnacle of kendo.

In myths and rumors, the real fairy behind the sword spirit root!

"It's not Jianxin, it's the power of the soul!"

Shi Xiayue said something with an incredulous expression on her face.

These words were like a boulder thrown into a pool of water, setting off an astonishing storm.

"Junior Sister Shi may be sure?"

There was a flash of light in Xin Jingyang's eyes, and violent mood swings appeared for the first time.

One must know that Xiantian Jianxin can be comprehended through spiritual roots, or secret chapters of sects.

There are quite a few monks in the sect who have innate sword hearts!
But if it is the innate sword spirit...

That is No.1 in the long history of Jianzong!
Because no one, including the ancestors of the past, can inherit the innate sword spirit from the ancestral map!
"Senior Sister, was it informed by Qi Ling, or was it your own guess?"

Xu Yinxuan frowned, and swept the sky unconsciously.

"Wait until you find out!"

Beside him, Elder Yan Kuang was breathing heavily.

If it wasn't for Sword Soul.

It will disintegrate within ten breaths, and turn back into a human soul like An Hanyan.

At this moment, all the creatures on the mountain and below are looking up at the sky.

Most of the monks of Jianzong were extremely excited.

They want to witness history!
But outsiders such as Meng Taining and Wang Xujing had dry lips and extremely complicated expressions.

……

In the space of Sword Soul Ancestral Map.

Chen Ping was in a panic.

What he was worried about was not whether he could inherit the innate sword spirit.

It's Jin Zhu's anomaly!
That's right, this thing will have already left the physical body.

And it seems to be stuck on the sword soul.

He could sense that traces of strange golden energy were being released from within the golden beads, continuously covering the soul of the Xiantian sword.

The original sword soul has been showing a tendency to collapse.

But under Jin Zhu's suppression, this process was actually interrupted.

"Whoa!"

Then, only a light sound was heard, and a palm-sized colorful ooze flew from the center of Zutu.

It rises slowly along Chen Ping's sword soul.

It sank again.

I don't know how many times I went back and forth in one breath!
"Terrible existence!"

When Chen Ping came into close contact with the colorful ooze, his mind tightened immediately.

The coercion transmitted from this thing is actually stronger than that of Xin Jingyang who is at the peak of Lianxu!

If you attack him, I'm afraid it will end in an instant kill.

"Ancestral Artifact Spirit!"

Chen Ping insisted on himself and let the other party investigate.

"Strange, what power is restraining the collapse of the sword soul?"

A voice of surprise came from the colorful ooze.

"Such a big golden bead, Qi Ling turned a blind eye!"

Hearing Qi Ling's muttering, Chen Ping was ecstatic in his heart.

Sure enough, it was still the same as in the lower bound.

Except for him, no one could see and clearly sense where Jin Zhu was.

And at the next breath, the huge colorful key floating across the space of the ancestral map suddenly trembled.

It shrinks toward a point like a black hole.

"呲呲!"

An indistinct half-foot object appeared.

Replace the original colorful key!
Although Chen Ping couldn't see through the prototype of that thing, he could conclude that it must be the innate origin of time and stars.

To be precise, it was a phantom.

"Shh!"

The moment the phantom of the jade chess appeared, An Hanyan stretched out his hand to inhale it without hesitation, and was about to take it to his side.

"You are no longer her, the inheritance of the time sword soul is still assigned to this weapon spirit!"

At this time, the beautiful ooze drank lightly, but did not see any action.

But Zutuli's space was rapidly reversed.

Brutely took the half-foot thing back to his side.

"Good job, Senior Saint Artifact!"

Seeing this scene, Chen Pingping was very excited.

The chance to comprehend the sword spirit is between one or two breaths.

Obviously, the most suitable inheritance object is undoubtedly him!

"My layout is also something you can head-on with with a little wit?"

An Hanyan smiled lightly, and slowly spit out a few jerky characters from his lips.

"You actually plan to..."

After listening, Qi Ling's thoughts were violently stirred.

Then, something unexpected happened.

It actually dumped the sword soul inheritance it had captured to An Hanyan again!
After the latter grasped the half-foot object, he injected his soul without thinking, and instantly entered a state of meditation.

While An Hanyan's aura disappeared, a strange scene suddenly appeared.

An irresistible suction suddenly emerged in the jade chess.

He forced Chen Ping, who maintained his innate sword spirit state, into it!

"This child also has something closely related to the original thing..."

Qi Ling thought about it immediately.

……

"Senior Brother Chen has also been sucked in by the inheritance of Time Sword Soul!"

"Ziyang, Xiantian, Guangyin...he won't inherit the three great sword spirits?"

The disciples of Zhixianjianzong looked sideways and discussed fiercely.

Even a few true disciples couldn't suppress the excitement on their faces, and seriously participated in it.

If the three great sword souls gather together...

This reproduces the legend of the sage millions of years ago!
No, it's even more prosperous!

How could the innate sword soul be weaker than the four strongest sword souls that have ever been born.

"Kong Zhihua, this woman's fate has come."

Zhu Yubo glanced at his left side calmly, and the corner of his eye twitched vigorously.

But Kong Zhihua's expression did not show much joy.

If Chen Ping really comprehended the three sword spirits alone, this son would directly jump out of the faction and become a direct subordinate of the elders' council!
"Go, enter Zutu and wait!"

Xin Jingyang took a deep breath, his figure flickered, and he immediately appeared in the ancestral map.

All the elders followed suit.

Instantly surrounded the two people in Zutuli.

"Uncle Artifact Master!"

Seeing the ball of colorful ooze, several people first saluted respectfully.

"Who collected this disciple's information? Give it to me."

Qi Ling ordered lightly.

"Yes!"

Yan Kuang nodded, and the idea came in.

……

the other side.

As soon as the innate sword soul transformed by Chen Ping entered the jade chess piece, patches of darkness immediately struck.

He saw An Hanyan at a glance!
The woman was sitting cross-legged, looking careless.

"Fairy, it's not that Chen wants to steal your chance, please forgive me."

With a wry smile, although the words were full of apologies, Chen Ping stuck in the center unceremoniously.

Comprehend the so-called inheritance of time and sword soul.

It's true that An Hanyan has a big background.

But he has shown his extraordinary talent to the top of the Immortal Sword Sect!
With the nature of a sword repairer, it is estimated that even if he dies, he will be safe.

"This seat is disrespectful to the opportunity that is brought to my lips."

Feeling cold inwardly, Chen Ping's soul shredded out.

"what?"

The next moment, he was surprised.

The power rippling in this space of time is both familiar and gentle!

It gave him the illusion of cultivating in the golden bead.

"You and I spent endless years together in the chaotic world where the Xiantian Sword was born."

"The mere power of time is like a docile wild horse at this moment, and it can be mastered without much effort."

To Chen Ping's surprise, An Hanyan slowly opened his eyes and explained to him.

"The previous scene of chaos turned out to be the pavement for this woman to comprehend the sword soul of time!"

Chen Ping was shocked.

Dare to love is not controlled by Jin Zhu.

He simply got on An Hanyan's fast carriage.

However, what surprised him was why the woman took the initiative to reveal it.

"With the original power that can move time and stars, you and I are the same kind of people from now on."

An Han said lightly.

Coupled with her stunning appearance, it is pleasing to the eye.

"Please Fairy An speak clearly."

After much deliberation, Chen Ping still decided to use the original title.

At the same time, he tried his best to capture the mystery in the space of time.

After all, if this woman is delaying his comprehension of sword spirit, wouldn't he fall into a pit.

"A small chance is not enough to calculate."

An Hanyan seemed to have penetrated Chen Ping's inner thoughts, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

"Just kidding."

Chen Ping was not ashamed, and focused more on his surroundings.

It was exactly as An Hanyan said.

Inheritance in the space of time and light is much easier than Ziyang Sword Soul!
After breaking the world in chaos, the impact energy is not aggressive at all.

On the contrary, like a great tonic, it actively merged into the soul.

"Could it be that the time sword soul is the power of time?"

Chen Ping's heart shuddered, and he said in shock.

"Time rules? Your junior's knowledge doesn't match the chance."

Hearing this, An Hanyan was taken aback for a moment, then pursed her lips and smiled a few times.

"She has completely revealed her identity!"

Chen Ping was secretly vigilant.

It's just that it's still unclear whether this girl is possessed by her father or has another follower.

"After ninety-nine returns and one calamity, come to Tianzhao Sword Sect to find me again."

After a pause, An Hanyan said again: "Don't worry, the Supreme Immortal of the noble sect will not stop him, and will even do his best to match this matter."

The voice fell.

An Hanyan's soul disappeared out of thin air.

……

Outside Zutu, a girl in white who was teleported slowly stood up.

An iceberg on top of her head and a key echo each other.

A gurgle of unexplainable mysteries swept out.

"Time Sword Soul, Ice Immortal Sword Soul!"

Seeing that An Hanyan had comprehended two kinds of sword spirits in one breath, the ordinary disciples of the Supreme Immortal Sword Sect were all chilled.

Such a sword cultivator is actually a member of the Outer Sect!
But this kind of shock only spread among low-level monks.

Because all the elders vaguely knew that this woman's identity was not as simple as it appeared on the surface!
"Senior Xu, you lost."

An Hanyan said indifferently.

Time Sword Soul, one of the four most powerful Sword Souls!

Xu Yinxuan shrank his eyes, shook his sleeves, and a fairy ring of storage rolled away.

However, at this moment of throwing things.

A simple and unsophisticated gray long sword shot out from the void.

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering loud noise shattered the Innate Sword Soul.

The scattered soul silk quickly reorganized.

Yu Chen Ping's cranium changed again and again.

What appeared was a colorful key.

Surrounded by raging purple fire!

But the power emitted by this strange combination is the power of the tyrannical soul!
In one day, two consecutive dual-sword soul monks were born!

"Time Sword Soul, Purple Sun Sword Soul..."

"Sure enough, there is no innate sword soul in the world!"

"If that's the case, Senior Brother Chen is already the second-ranked sword sect monk in terms of sword spirit."

"The ancestors only realized a kind of sword spirit."

The disciples of Jianzong said excitedly.

"Nephew Chen, your jade statue will always stand on the top of the Holy Artifact Mountain to inspire younger generations."

Yan Kuang stroked his white beard and said freely.

"Jade statue?"

Looking across the faces of the elders around him, the humbleness in Chen Ping's eyes was instantly swept away.

He jumped across the sky, and a series of phantoms flickered and flew away.

The next moment, he was suspended in front of the first sculpture.

The sculptor is the sage who once comprehended the three kinds of sword spirits, but finally fell at the threshold of Hedao.

All the cultivators raised their eyes and looked around because they didn't understand.

But Chen Ping straightened his sword robe without a trace of negligence, and then bowed nine times to the sage.

"Junior Chen Ping!"

The man took a deep breath, and arched his hands around again.

"Boldly ask the sages to move today!"

Then, with spiritual power in his mouth, he uttered a sentence that was earth-shattering.

At the same time, Chen Ping's soul moved.

The strong soul power swept away.

And condensed into a simple gray long sword in mid-air...

Depressed, violent, gentle, all kinds of repulsive feelings emerge one after another.

"Innate Sword Soul!"

"The most powerful sword soul that Zutu has never had!"

"Senior Brother Chen has comprehended the Three Great Sword Souls."

At this moment, the disciples of Jianzong completely fell into a boil.

There's a touch of fanaticism in everyone.

What's more, it actually summoned sword energy and ejected it into the air.

One, two, three...

More and more disciples joined the carnival.

In an instant, the top of the Holy Artifact Mountain was colorful.

The sword energy of various colors is continuous, it seems that there is a dense rain of swords!
But this act of disrespect to the holy mountain was not stopped by the elders.

Even Xu Yinxuan, who usually puts the most emphasis on rules, showed complexity, jealousy, and a hint of appreciation.

Shi Xiayue, Yan Kuang, Xin Jingyang, Kong Zhihua and other elders all did not hide their excitement and praised in their mouths.

The three sword soul masters, referring to the sages of the year, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are invincible at the same level.

Even if this child can't break into Hedao in the future, within 2 years, the sect will have an extra powerful guardian second only to the Great Sage!
This is crucial for fighting aliens.

"Elder Xin, Mr. Chen's nephew is going through ninety-nine returns and one calamity!"

Kong Zhihua gave a timely reminder.

"Call all the elders of the sect, regardless of the date, gather immediately to discuss the support of the sect!"

Xin Jingyang smiled again and again.

"Junior brother promises that this great news will be spread throughout the sect within five days, and throughout the whole territory within one month!"

Yan Kuang said firmly.

Jianxiu never hides or hides.

When fighting, they are used to self-reporting moves, relying on sword repair to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, which is more incredible than iron trees blooming!

"It's over, if it wasn't for the persecution of the Zutu Artifact Spirit, the Xiantian Sword Soul would have to hide Yinren!"

At this moment, Chen Ping, who was being talked about by thousands of people, was smiling, but he was actually suffering.

He swiped down again.

Slightly brushed across the faces of Neishan disciples, core disciples, true disciples, and even the elders.

Basically everyone's expression is sincere!

Even Xu Yinxuan and Zhu Yubo, the two elders who were at odds with him, did not have much jealousy or gloom.

If it were in the Demon Sect, I am afraid that many people are secretly plotting to kill him.

In the sea of ​​people and sword energy boiling, Chen Ping felt a sense of belonging that he had never had before.

"It seems fine to stay here."

"In the future, if the ideas do not agree, we will make another plan."

"Anyway, I never practice myself in the hearts of others."

Chen Ping smiled casually, and suddenly used his finger as a sword, pointing at Wang Xujing in the crowd: "Fellow Daoist Wang, your sect's swordsmanship is as strong as Chen's as early as hundreds of years ago."

"It's rare that you and I are in the same realm, why not fight a fierce battle on this holy artifact mountain!"

Head-on invitation to fight, sword fighting!

As soon as this remark came out, all the disciples of the Sword Sect on the mountain burst into loud voices, gearing up.

There are records of the supernatural power sects of Time Sword Soul and Ziyang Sword Soul.

The mysterious innate sword soul is what makes people curious.

"This kid is really good at putting on a show!"

An Hanyan raised her head quietly, a strange flash of light flashed in her eyes.

"Sword fighting!"

"Sword fighting!"

"Sword fighting!"

The voices of the monks of the Immortal Sword Sect were completely united.

Such a scene made Wang Xujing's face gloomy and silent.

Before coming to Immortal Sword Sect, he had fantasized that he could stand out and leave his name as Time and Stars.

But a junior sister, a monk of the same rank, crushed his talent beyond a single blow.

"Fight or not?"

After waiting for a long time to answer, Chen Ping already had a teasing smile on his face.

"Wang, please teach your Excellency a brilliant move!"

After Wang Xujing heard this, his eyes shrank, and his figure flashed immediately, and a whole set of dozens of Heaven-reaching Spirit Swords shrouded him.

However, what was unexpected was that Chen Ping just waved his sleeves and turned around to expose his back to the sword array.

He chuckled lightly, and clasped his fists in the direction of the Sword Soul Ancestral Map: "Uncle Qi Lingshi, see you Chen Ping!"

"hateful!"

Seeing this son being so arrogant, Wang Xujing was furious.

But just as he surged a sliver of magic power in mid-air, he was shocked to realize that his soul and blood were already filled with countless gray sword qi.

"what!"

The next moment, Wang Xujing screamed and fell from the sky without any resistance.

More than ten spiritual swords fell to the ground.

He himself was dying, circles of gray air flow in and out of the seven holes!
Instantly lost at the same level.

Still a disciple of the Great Sage!

When everyone was horrified and tried to find that figure, they found nothing.

……

ancestral map space.

Here has been restored to the sky full of stars.

"The disciple has done exactly what you asked, but is it still satisfying you?"

Chen Ping bowed his body with a charming smile.

His answer was three breaths of silence.

"Hey."

Then, a voice came from the depths of the space, mixed with a trace of reprimand: "You restrain yourself later!"

(End of this chapter)