Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 814 The prestige of Xuanhuang divine light, preparation for crossing the catastrophe

Chapter 814 The Power of the Xuanhuang Divine Light, Prepare to Cross the Tribulation (8K)

The Heavenly Ladder Technique is a teleportation supernatural power.

Carrying the sword pill to kill and attack.

There was no room for defense for the three Void Refining Seeds of the Thousand Chance Demon Sect.

"Even the two patriarchs can't help Li Chongye, he must be a cultivator in disguise!"

"The rule of death and the rule of sword are combined, he is not Li Chongye at all!"

The three Huashen peaks were terrified, and one after another gushed out the despair of death.

The surrounding black sword energy covered like dense rain.

The lifespan of the three of them was instantly deprived for hundreds of years.

Moreover, the wrinkled skin on the whole body is aging and becomes fragile.

Those extracted dead energy merged into the sword pill, making the sword light that filled the sky more powerful, and immediately submerged the three great transformation gods invisible.

"what!"

"Pfft!"

Two painful screams came out at the same time.

Under the bombardment of Jianwan, it disappeared instantly.

"Qi Yangzhou is not dead?"

With a hasty look, Chen Ping frowned in regret.

The only surviving Void Refining Seed was bathed in twisted and flickering blood.

Wrap him under it like armor.

Jianwan's attack is impenetrable, and its lethality is unparalleled.

But at the same time, Qiyang Prefecture's bloody defense is also continuous.

It was destroyed layer by layer without seeing it dry up.

"Junior of Jianzong, you are so courageous!"

Just after Chen Ping killed two true biologists in a row, Qi Yan's unforgivable spiritual consciousness blocked him.

Through a few fights, he has already guessed the opponent's identity!

There are very few people who have mastered death at the peak of Huashen peak, and those who have supernatural powers of Jianshuang Ershejianwan.

In the past thousand years, only one case has been heard.

To the treasure of the Immortal Sword Sect, Chen Ping, the ascended monk who inherited the three great sword spirits!

"Father, save me!"

At this time, a stern cry for help sounded from a distance.

It turned out that the bloody coat that Qi Yangzhou used to resist the sword energy had become blurred after being broken thousands of times.

Seeing that he was about to die.

"Yangzhou!"

Qi Yan's face suddenly changed, he knew how much his son's supernatural power was.

That defensive blood coat is a special treasure bestowed by him alone!

Once it breaks, the life of the eldest son will not be guaranteed.

At the same time, Chen Ping had already rolled the Wuliang Mingdan into his sleeve, and with a single finger, Qi Jinghe's body also disappeared.

"Senior Qi Yan, staying behind is important!"

Chong Qiyan smiled slightly, with a white fin on Chen Ping's back, wrapped in the green tribulation fairy thunder, he rushed towards the protective formation above.

There are only two Void Refining cultivators in the Thousand Machine Demon Sect who can compete with him.

Sun He in the early stage was entangled by Yuan Yi's puppet, and couldn't get away for a short time.

And Qi Yanruo was distracted to save Qiyangzhou, he broke through the formation and escaped easily.

Of course, Chen Ping didn't expect to uproot the Thousand Machine Demon Sect today.

Not to mention that being in this sect's lair is densely packed.

Just one Qi Yan in the mid-stage of Void Refinement is enough for him to eat a pot!
His goals are extremely clear.

Now that Wuliang Mingdan has been obtained, it is undoubtedly the best policy to go far away.

"The method of shifting the five viscera and four bodies!"

Seeing Chen Ping running away with all his heart, Qi Yan's eyes flashed coldly, and after a quick recitation of the formula in his mouth, a dense blood-red mist suddenly flickered on his left arm.

The next moment, a real flesh and blood arm hundreds of miles long swept across.

Due to the size advantage, the blood arm didn't have any delay at all.

Covering the sky and the sun with five fingers, covering the top of Qi Yangzhou's head, he caught the black sword pill that hit him.

Then, countless palm-sized blood-fang light blades surged out silently and violently.

"噗" "噗" successive impacts sounded in low tones.

The blood fang light blade in front was cut by the sword pill, and immediately collapsed invisible.

But as more virtual-refining methods scrambled in, Jian Guang was smashed to pieces in a blink of an eye, turning into little afterimages!
Immediately afterwards, the palm of the blood arm opened a big slit, which directly swallowed and protected Qi Yangzhou.

"What a weird way of blood!"

On the other side, Chen Ping, who had already flown to the edge of the formation, narrowed his eyes.

Qi Yan, the giant of the magic way who has shocked millions of miles around, is not just a show.

The "Tao Method of Displacement of Five Viscera and Four Body" that he has practiced for thousands of years is really miraculous.

Yan, Hua, Tao, Xu, four major categories of treasure art.

It is said that this technique is the batch of techniques at the top of the transformation level.

As long as a sufficient number of high-level creatures are slaughtered and refined into the body, the power of the displacement method will infinitely approach the Tao level.

Obviously, Qi Yan, the old demon, has poisoned countless creatures.

It has already pushed the displacement method to the level of Dzogchen.

"Sword Sect villain, stay and die!"

After protecting his son-in-law, Qi Yan didn't care about the safety of his younger brother, and hung his huge left arm in the air.

It seemed as if he was firmly grasping a void space, and with a wave of strength, he quickly approached Chen Ping.

"change!"

Chen Ping drank the Thunderbolt, and the Cyan Tribulation Immortal thundered and flew out of his body.

Then, in an instant, it condensed into a lifelike thunder-feathered phoenix, and plunged into the bloody formation above its head.

He devoted himself to the Thousand Machine Demon Sect for hundreds of years.

He knew in his heart that the guardian formation of this sect was a seventh-order blood attribute formation!
If he doesn't break it first, after Qi Yan fully stimulates the power of the blood formation, he will have to use all his trump cards today.

Naturally, the formation-breaking effect of the Green Tribulation Immortal Thunder is not enough to instantly defeat a seventh-order formation.

So Chen Ping waved his sleeve robe without thinking.

A cyan handleless sword blade whirled out.

Under the shroud of the Xiantian Sword Domain, all the aura along the way turned into a violent sword light.

Yuan Shijian's sword energy field spread out.

Immediately, the breath increased greatly!

"Boom!"

After the Green Tribulation Immortal Thunder struck a trembling passage in the blood-colored sky, the Yuanshi Sword followed closely behind and slashed vertically and horizontally with a mighty force.

The seventh-order formation flickered wildly.

Seeing that the restriction of interception in the formation was about to be broken, Qi Yan pursed his lips sinisterly and raised his right arm.

The sharp nails flashed like lightning.

Then, traces of blood appeared on the back of the hand.

An exquisite blood formation several feet in size was formed.

"Danzhen, ban!"

Qi Yan snorted coldly, and after the light of the Linglong Blood Formation trembled, ten bright red pills the size of a fist flew out from it.

With the word "go", the ten strange pills flickered and turned into bloody lights, blocking the broken parts of the seventh-order formation!
The array channel that was just shattered healed completely in an instant.

The howling of ghosts and wolves is endless.

Chen Ping was startled, and his consciousness flashed into the blood.

He suddenly discovered that tens of millions of living souls were blocking the passage.

After being refined by secret methods, they are blended together, and they are not afraid of even the Celestial Tribulation Immortal Thunder.

The plan to escape was thwarted, but Chen Ping didn't have much panic, and Yuan Shijian slashed backhand.

A waterfall of blue light like a river of heaven rushes down, protecting the whole body.

The next moment, Qi Yan's two arms, which had soared hundreds of miles, were also clenched into iron fists, and they smashed into the sword energy field without stopping.

"Boom!"

With an earth-shattering bang, a round of blood-colored scorching sun broke out in the sky with a radius of a hundred miles.

Instantly engulfed the mountain below.

Waves of blood surged wildly from the palms of the two giant arms.

As soon as several nearby mountain ranges were affected, they were all annihilated in ashes.

A two-hundred-foot-tall giant rose from the ground.

The benevolent face is none other than Patriarch Qi Yan!

At this moment, his limbs have grown countless times.

What was even more frightening was that Qi Yan's chest was completely transparent.

The internal organs are clearly visible.

He slapped his chest hard with endless anger on his face.

A strange scene appeared.

From the beating heart, the slightly squirming liver and other things, there are actually disgusting phantoms separated.

Immediately, a frenzied force melted into the soul.

The phantom of the internal organs expanded and spread towards the center of the explosion.

"Withstand the blow of the spell from the old man's bottom of the box, this child will be seriously injured even if he does not die."

"But it's best to beheaded directly, otherwise the rule of Erhuai's death will become stronger and stronger, the old man may not be able to keep him!"

Qi Yan narrowed his eyes, and a little anxiety floated on his face.

The essence of the method of shifting the five viscera and four bodies is the integration of the rules of force and blood.

When those visceral phantoms covered the past, Chen Ping's body felt as if it had been struck by thunder.

A whole body of blood crazily burst through the meridians and splashed out.

In an instant, he was seriously injured.

"die!"

Qi Yan made a decisive decision, and he muttered words, which aroused Huan Xing's Gu poison.

The double attack inside and outside made Chen Ping's blood gushing.

The five-color liquid of Huan Xing's Gu poison came to life, eroding his meridian dantian desperately.

But the deadliest thing is the phantom of the five viscera hanging high.

Layers of pervasive blood seemed like substance, and he was so suppressed that he couldn't move.

The Xuantian Tome of Death in the Sea of ​​Consciousness is already in full bloom.

Under the serious injury, Chen Ping's aura and mana rose steadily, reaching the peak in one fell swoop.

But Qi Yanming was determined to kill instantly with one blow, and he didn't give Chen Ping a chance to get out of trouble at all.

With a wave of his sleeves, several large formations in the Thousand Machine Demon Sect were in full swing.

The strong magic power continuously poured into the five internal organs, making Chen Ping's body only three feet high.

"Solve them one by one!"

After realizing that he had almost reached the limit of injuries he could bear, how could Chen Ping let Qi Yan's scheme succeed.

Say the formula in your mouth.

Faint green spots immediately lit up all over the body.

It seems insignificant, but the Huan Xing Gu Poison, which causes headaches for ordinary seventh-orders, seems to have encountered an old enemy.

As soon as it is touched by the green spot, it immediately turns into smoke of nothingness.

"His physical body is not afraid of the strange poison of the stars!"

Seeing this, Patriarch Qi Yan was not surprised at all.

This son dared to disguise himself and sneak into the sect, and has jumped under his nose for hundreds of years, so he is naturally sure of solving Huan Xing Gu poison.

The urgent sense of crisis made Qi Yan's eyebrows line up, his sleeves rolled up, and after a flash of black light in his hand, suddenly there was an ax with exquisite carvings.

The surface of this ax is covered with chunks of runes, accompanied by an astonishing bloody aura.

Under the blessing of blood essence, the black ax became more than ten times larger at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into about six feet.

Holding an ax in both hands, Qi Yan slashed at Chen Ping's real body.

Ear-piercing screams resounded around.

Suddenly, a black shadow swept out from the axe, as if a hurricane had passed through, forcibly splitting the sword energy domain of Yuan Shijian.

Obviously, under the control of a mid-stage Void Refiner, this little star-breaking treasure has steadily surpassed the Yuanshi Sword in power!

Having just melted the poison of the stars, Chen Ping's dark pupils stared directly at the phantom of the five viscera oppressed by the high altitude.

This supernatural power has been exerting a negative influence on his body.

If it lasts a few more breaths, I'm afraid it will be life-threatening.

"Let's not show you any color, it's really easy to bully me."

Chen Ping muttered blankly, and the next moment, a strong and dazzling red and white halo emerged.

In the blink of an eye, it spreads over thousands of miles.

Wherever the divine light derived from the physical body passed, the space and formation above the head buzzed and vibrated like the surface of water.

At the same time, Qi Yan's five viscera phantom powers were violently blurred.

It collapsed without knowing why!
Including the black ax that smashed through the sky and covered the ground, his figure also froze suddenly.

It's like being stuck in a quagmire, unable to move an inch!
"The Xuanhuang Divine Light of the three-legged peacock family?"

Several magical powers were broken one after another, but Qi Yan was horrified when he saw it with his own eyes.

Xuanhuang Shenguang is the natal magic power of the three-legged peacock!
Can suppress all visible flesh and blood.

He didn't have any extra thoughts about how Chen Ping cultivated the supernatural powers of the demon clan.

But this kid is clearly capable of transforming into a god, so why is the power of the mysterious and yellow divine light not weaker than that of the Peacock Emperor of the same level he faced back then?
Isn't this more like the Yaozu than the Yaozu!
"town."

Seeing Qi Yan's horror in his eyes, Chen Ping calmly pointed his fingers.

The mysterious and yellow divine light covering his body immediately gathered into a whirlpool.

Heading towards Qi Yan's impenetrable suppression.

As soon as the huge black ax came into contact with Xuanhuang Shenguang, the spiritual power on the surface immediately collapsed inch by inch.

The divine light swept over, and the black ax pressed down slowly, becoming extremely dim and losing most of its spirituality.

Xuanhuang Shenguang sprayed down towards Qi Yan without any hindrance.

"The Xuanhuang supernatural power on the third floor is really powerful!"

It was the first time for Chen Ping to perform this method, and there was some surprise in his eyes.

Back then, he bought tens of thousands of strands of black and yellow energy from the seventh-rank immortal descendant of Jianzong.

Most of them are used to improve the mysterious yellow technique in the spiritual root supernatural power.

The first layer of Xuanhuang Divine Light consumes a thousand wisps of Xuanhuang Qi.

The second floor, ten thousand.

The third floor, twenty thousand!

This terrifying increase in resource consumption proves that the strength of Xuanhuang Divine Light is far superior to the other two spiritual root supernatural powers.

Even if Uncle Cang provided him with all his strength, it would be difficult to maintain.

However, the Xuan Huang Shu on the fourth level needs to be practiced in the early stage of refining the void.

He is not in a hurry for the time being.

……

When the Xuanhuang Divine Light was pressing down on it all-pervasively, Qi Yan Wuding, who sensed the power of this treasure, stepped on the sole of his foot hesitantly.

There was a flash of inspiration in his body, and a black flame several tens of feet high burned into the sky.

In the flames, a black dragon proudly appeared.

With a flick of the huge black tail, a white slit of light opened in front of him!
Qi Yan took the opportunity to dodge, and disappeared into it.

As a result, the covering power of the mysterious and yellow divine light fell through, and disappeared after crushing a mountain.

"Spiritual fire that contains spatial supernatural powers? The supernatural powers of this strange old devil are no less than that of the mid-seventh-order Tusha clan."

Chen Ping drew a cold look between his eyebrows, and he didn't take the initiative to chase and kill, but turned into a slender sword light and shot out.

Qi Yan has been in charge of the Thousand Machine Demon Sect for more than 1 years, and the resources he has amassed are endless.

The supernatural powers of other senior brothers are not as good as those of the core class of the big sect, but the method of this first cultivation is not much worse.

With a movement of the white fin behind him, Chen Ping appeared hundreds of miles away.

Pulling the silk in his finger back, Yuan Yi's puppet's punching posture stopped abruptly, and it was retracted into the Taihe bottle.

"Oops, this person wants to kill me!"

Sun He's heart was beating wildly, panicked.

In just a dozen or so breaths of Chen Ping's attack, his mood has changed from resentment to fear at the beginning.

Even senior brother Qi can't restrain this son, let alone him?

If he was swept by the red and white mysterious light just now, there is no way to survive.

"Yan Mo disintegrates!"

The next moment, Sun He made a surprising decision.

After a cloud of blood mist flickered on his forehead for a few times, his body exploded with a "bang".

And spray out millions of thin blood threads in all directions.

These blood streaks are crystal clear and bright red.

As soon as Fang shoots out, he merges with the surrounding environment.

The breath suddenly disappeared without a trace!

Witnessing Sun He's actions, Chen Ping was taken aback for a moment, and then spread his consciousness to search for it.

However, the art of blood way is known for its weirdness.

After a while, nothing was found.

"This seat is only in the realm of transforming gods, Grandfather Sun, why did you use secret techniques to save your life as soon as we met!"

With a sneer at the corner of his mouth, Chen Ping spread his wings and walked past the buildings along the way.

"not good!"

Seeing the direction Chen Ping was going, Qi Yan's shock and anger came from a certain space.

At the same time, a pair of blood-red giant arms were pulled out deep underground, and a palace of white bones was uprooted.

"My sect's contribution points have not been exchanged yet, so Patriarch Qi is too stingy."

Seeing that Qi Yan saw through his premeditated plan and took the first step to hold up the treasure house, Chen Ping's heart flickered darkly, and he swiped his arm fiercely towards the top of his head.

A gray-black bead emerged slowly.

The next moment, the gravity field of the mysterious spirit orb smashed down.

"Boom!"

The restrictions around the treasure house hall were vulnerable to a single blow, and they collapsed without a trace.

Even Qi Yan's giant real body froze, his back was bent, and he almost half-kneeled on the ground!
"The gravity field in this treasure is actually close to three sloughs."

Blood flowed wildly from Qi Yan's mouth, but in order to keep the treasure house, he had to resist forcefully.

Seeing this, Chen Ping didn't talk nonsense, and conjured up a Senluo Immortal Hand, and slashed lightly on the third floor of the Treasure House Hall.

After Xianshou brought half of the treasure house back to his side, he grinned grimly.

An astonishingly hot flame rushed in from the black hole on the roof.

Soon the dilapidated treasure house in Qi Yan's hands was melted.

For the Mozong, you must do everything!

"Sword sect evil, you deserve to die!"

Qi Yan extinguished the spirit fire of the treasure house while roaring furiously.

"It's a pity that my mana can't keep up with the consumption, otherwise you should be the one who fell."

His face turned blue and white, and Chen Ping hurriedly crushed three fire-attributed immortal crystals. Then, he stuffed half of the treasure house into the Taihe bottle, and his figure jumped all the way to the sky.

Along the way, blue flames swept into a sea of ​​flames.

It made it difficult for Qi Yan, a demon cultivator who is good at the way of blood, to move forward, and he was unable to chase after him at all.

"Nie Zhan, one of the main materials of that boundless bright pill is a reward from the Great Sage of Punishing Evil. If you take this pill today, you will be chased and killed by the emperor!"

Qi Yan blushed furiously and roared out.

Thousands of years ago, the Great Sage Zhu Xie took a fancy to a certain eighth-level treasure that he turned in, and thus bestowed a drop of spiritual water as the main material.

The Infinite Brightening Pill is extremely precious.

The Qianji Demon Sect has been able to survive and has not been coveted by a stronger demon sect, it is entirely because of the Sage Punisher.

Who would dare to steal what the old man bestowed on the younger generation?
But the thieves of Jianzong played a lot of tricks and tricks, intending to take away the elixir, which is simply scratching the beard of a tiger.

"Let the Great Sage Punisher talk to the ancestors of the junior family, I will not accompany you!"

Hearing these words, Chen Ping was not moved at all, and his body turned in the air.

More than forty sword pills with a strong breath jumped out slowly.

Yuan Shijian flew over and swiped, taking the sword pill and slashing towards the formation above his head.

With such momentum, the seventh-order formation is on the verge of collapse and almost stops functioning!
"If you try to break through the realm in vain, the old man will destroy your Dao heart!"

Seeing that Chen Ping was about to break through the formation and fly away, Qi Yan's eyes froze coldly, and he spat out a dark mahogany wing about Zhang Xu from his mouth.

The runes fluttered on it, and various colors of fluorescent lights intertwined non-stop, and there was a hint of fierceness emanating from it.

"Crack!"

Qi Yan sneered, stretched out his hand and crushed the dark mahogany wings.

In an instant, grains of red spots floated up.

He opened his mouth and inhaled, and swallowed the strange spot into his abdomen.

Then, his spirit swelled rapidly, and after reaching a critical point, it burst into the direction of Chen Ping's escape and roared:
"Thousand Machine Demon Sect treats you well, you are so unscrupulous in order to seize the elixir, it is more vicious than evil cultivators!"

The cold voice spread away, and Chen Ping didn't respond to his ears. He responded lightly while speeding up his hands and feet:

"The Thousand Chance Demon Sect does a lot of evil, killing one person from your sect will save hundreds of millions of people!"

"One more kill, I'm afraid that I will become a Buddha immediately!"

These people all refined the treasures of the blood sacrifice and slaughtered countless innocent lives.

He has no guilt at all for plotting against Mozong.

"Qi Jinghe is your Taoist companion, and has been with you for a hundred years. She also proposed to the old man to save a bloodline for you, and you are a close relative, how can you be worthy of the name of an upright swordsman!"

Qi Yan Youyou scolded angrily.

At this moment, half of Chen Ping's body has been submerged into the outside world.

But the surrounding Yuan Yan blocked his pursuit.

However, this old man seemed to have given up.

He just kept intimidating Chen Ping with his spiritual sense.

"Qi Jinghe?"

"Who is she! I can't remember clearly."

Chen Ping did not change his expression, and turned his head to give Qi Yan a cold smile.

Then, without hesitation, he urged Jianwan to slash towards the center of the formation.

"Boom!"

A distorted, direct space channel outside the sect appeared.

With a flash of white shadow, Chen Ping rushed out of the Thousand Chance Demon Sect in an instant.

……

The mountain gate of Qianji Demon Sect is within Tianyan Immortal City.

After Chen Ping broke the formation, he immediately swooped in a direction.

"It is known that more than a dozen fairy crystals are needed to restore a body of spiritual power. As long as I sweep away a few large shops in the middle of the escape route, I will not lose money on this deal!"

With a flash of thought secretly, Chen Ping flew over a six-story attic with a grin.

Blood Spring Pavilion.

Thousand Machines Demon Sect is directly affiliated with the store, which specializes in selling miscellaneous items.

Business is booming on weekdays, and there are a lot of materials piled up.

"Boom!"

Under the oppression of the mysterious spirit orb, the restriction of the attic melted away like thin snow under the scorching sun.

After Chen Ping passed by, the entire tall attic had disappeared.

There was a large black hole in the ground, and the cold wind gusts.

"Jie Jie, at least three hundred immortal crystals have been obtained!"

After a rough calculation, Chen Ping was so excited that he flew to another place around.

He has been in Tianyan Immortal City for more than 200 years, and he is very familiar with it.

Just like tearing down a house, Chen Ping took away seven or eight iconic buildings while fleeing the city.

The demon cultivators in the city were all panicked.

I don't know what happened to Li Chongye, who was overshadowed by the Thousand Chance Demon Sect.

But no one dared to stop it.

Because the coercion on this son actually surpassed Huashen.

"The guests of Hongxianglou are rich and powerful, and they have the most money in cash!"

"But that place is too far away from me, and Mo lost his life because of greed."

Chen Ping was sober-minded, and when he saw the nearest city gate, he flew out without delay.

Although Tianyan Immortal City is a small frontier city, it also has a teleportation formation.

It is very convenient for seventh-level demon cultivators to support each other.

After he escaped from Tianyan Immortal City, he flew all the way south without thinking.

"Jianzong's fellow disciple, the hero is back!"

Chen Ping dimmed his light, and disappeared without a trace with a happy expression on his face.

If he caused trouble, he would naturally ask Zongmen to wipe his ass.

However, he never planned to return to Jianzong directly.

Instead, choose a fairy city with strict order, and let the ninety-nine return to one calamity first.

……

Thousand Machines Demon Sect Mountain Gate.

The land that was originally prepared for Qi Jinghe was in a mess.

Patriarch Qi Yan's clothes were ragged, and his face was expressionless.

The strange thing is that Chen Ping obviously did not hurt him, but at this moment, Qi Yan's soul has shrunk several times, and it has become light and dim, like a candle in the wind.

"The power of the four sloughs is transmitted into the body through sound transmission. When the boy crosses the catastrophe, he will arouse the demons, and he will definitely die!"

Suddenly, the blood light fluctuated beside Qi Yan, and an old man with a goatee walked out with a rage on his face.

After saying this, he finally had some pleasant feeling.

Sun He hadn't hated a junior so much for a long time.

After lying dormant for a hundred years, three Void Refining Seeds were killed, they robbed the immeasurable elixir, and annihilated the sect's treasure house in ashes.

Finally, under the resistance of the two Lianxu, he escaped calmly.

This is a shameful humiliation that Qianji Demon Sect has never encountered since the establishment of the sect!
Sun He couldn't help but feel ashamed when he thought of the scene where he disintegrated in a hurry to save his life just now.

Fortunately, Senior Brother Qi used that treasure.

This blood feud has its own way to help them resolve it.

"That heart-shattering bone cost me a full two thousand fairy crystals, and I also owed Lingquan Xiangong a favor."

Qi Yan narrowed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

It was precisely because of the urging of his soul that he caused his soul to bite back and seriously injure him.

And before crushing the dark mahogany wings, it was not unnecessary to question Chen Ping through sound transmission.

The name of this treasure is Heart Sha Shen Bone.

It is a rare treasure refined by a master of other stars.

In the past, Lingquan Immortal Palace held an auction in Tianyan.

As the host, he worked his way up and down, intercepting the soul-shattering soul that was supposed to be the finale in advance.

This treasure contains the power of four evil spirits.

Yin people in the invisible!
It is extremely difficult for those who are hit to find clues.

When you meditate deeply, practice exercises, or cross the catastrophe, the power of the evil heart will erupt quietly.

Attract the demons from beyond the sky to devour the monk's consciousness!
Qi Yan originally planned to use this treasure to count against a strong enemy of the same level.

In the end, it was used to deal with a junior Huashen.

"Jinghe met someone who was not kind, and this old man is also blind!"

Qi Yan's face was bulging with blue veins, and his nails dug into the flesh and blood.

He regretted it very much at the moment.

I can't wait to travel back to the past and kill Li Chongye.

"Don't blame senior brother, that kid pretended to be watertight, even I have the intention of nurturing him!"

Sun He gritted his teeth.

Recalling Li Chongye's hundred years in the sect, he still couldn't find any strangeness.

It can be seen from this that the kid's scheming and forbearance can definitely step on ninety-nine percent of the real magic cultivators.

"He...he is the leader of the new generation of Jianzong."

After the hatred, Sun He felt an indescribable chill in his heart.

Senior Brother Qi cooperates with the Zongmen Formation, but there is nothing the opponent can do.

If we met alone, he might not last long!

Horrible facts emerge.

The peak of Huashen is comparable to the middle stage of Void Refinement.

If this child is lucky enough to break through and become the same alchemist as him...

Sun He was shocked suddenly, and the fear in his eyes flashed away.

"In the battle just now, he hasn't used his sword spirit supernatural power yet!"

Qi Yan's supplement made Sun He tremble even more.

As we all know, Zhixianjianzong's sword soul supernatural power is the unique way of pressing the bottom of the box.

"This... this kind of deity, the descendants of the great sage of the Shangzong are probably not his opponents!"

Sun He's complexion was extremely ugly.

The last sect he was referring to was of course the Heavenly Demon Dao Sect.

And the descendant of the great sage is the top true descendant who slaughtered a Tu Sha at the beginning of the seventh level at the peak of the transformation of the gods.

But in any comparison, Chen Ping is a bit stronger than that one!
"He acts more like an evil cultivator. If the inheritance of the Supreme Immortal Sword Sect is in his hands, it will be considered ruined..."

Taking a deep breath, Sun He seemed to be comforting himself.

"Senior brother is wrong!"

Qi Yan shook his head, and said with apprehension in his eyes: "On the contrary, if that kid takes over the Immortal in the future, it will be a very bad news for the 27th city of my Demon Sect!"

After listening, Sun He smiled wryly.

He understands the deep meaning of his brother.

The group of old bull noses in Jianzong hate it, but they have a method in every move.

Rarely play intrigue.

But who is Chen Ping?

Everyone has seen it for a hundred years.

Evil, evil, bad, selfish!

If he wins the power of Jianzong, the good days of Mozong will indeed be gone forever.

"The root of evil is not safe."

Qi Yan had a vague premonition that Sichang's heart-shattering rules couldn't kill that kid.

"Brother, report to the Heavenly Demon Dao Sect, this child must not be left behind!"

Sun He suggested.

"Why did the proud son of the Sword Sect lie dormant for a hundred years to snatch that boundless elixir?"

Coupled with the large-scale leak of Jiujiuguiyijie's experience, Qi Yan suddenly thought of a possibility.

"He and Jianzong are already having a bad time."

Qi Yan shrank his right eye, and murmured: "This news must be reported to the emperor."

"In addition, the old man has to give up his ancestral business and join the Heavenly Demon Dao Sect, otherwise the day that kid breaks through the Void Refining will be the day of my death!"

Hearing what he said, he planned to abandon the interests of a fairy city and change his face to become an ordinary elder in the Heavenly Demon Dao Sect.

Sun He understood this very well, and said deeply: "Senior brother is very considerate, so I will order you to evacuate all the staff within a year."

"When did senior brother say he would bring you along!"

Suddenly, Qi Yan suddenly changed his face, and flicked his knees slightly, grabbing Sun He's neck.

The black flame poured down, instantly burning it to ashes and annihilating it.

Strangely, no soul smoke was produced.

"Tsk tsk, so the younger brother has been guarding against the old man, it's ridiculous and pathetic!"

With a flash of light in Qi Yan's eyes, he found a figure running wildly thousands of miles away.

"After joining the Heavenly Demon Dao Sect, the younger brother will definitely not follow the old man's lead. If you don't take the initiative to make the final contribution, the old man will be moved, and maybe you can let your descendants live!"

He smiled coldly, and rushed to grab it.

……

Panlong Immortal City.

The location of this city is in the eccentric area of ​​Zhixianjianzong.

In a city, there are a few cultivators who are refining the virtual world, and there are basically no people who openly violate the order.

The most upscale leased Dongfu in Panlong City is located in Xishan.

On this day, a monk in a purple robe left from a certain cave in Xishan and hurried out of the city.

Outside the city, a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

The purple-robed monk flew slowly and low along a meandering river.

At the same time, white grains of ashes kept falling from his hands.

"I will never give in to the dispute of Dao, Fairy Qi, I wish you well in the next life!"

A muffled whisper escaped from the man's mouth.

"It's time to start."

Then, looking up at the clear sky, the purple-robed man returned with a resolute expression.

(End of this chapter)

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