Haoyu Zhenxian

Not long ago, the foreign demons, which could not be caught no matter what methods were used, were easily controlled by Chen Ping, who was now in the early stage of refining Xu.

The acquired supernatural powers of external demons are extremely scarce.

To confuse people and create illusions.

The second is to attack the soul.

Chen Pingdao was firm in his heart, and he was not afraid to ask his heart, and the supernatural power of the foreign demon immediately lost half.

Furthermore, after the breakthrough of Jiujiuhuiyi, the limit of his soul has surpassed the ordinary middle stage of refining the void.

The most important thing is to improve the quality!
In the Sea of ​​Consciousness, the body of the spirit-soul villain was wrapped in black jade-like light, and the coercion naturally exuded was more than twice that of the original one.

Feedback from Heavenly Tribulation refined the soul to a terrifying level!
Even if the seventh-level foreign demon imprisoned in his hand continued to attack, all of them did nothing.

"Why do you and other foreign demons devour the soul source of the human race's power?"

Chen Ping's gaze was like lightning, piercing the grimace.

That ray of soul from his previous life was captured by a sixth-level foreign demon really made him feel deeply horrified.

If you swallow it, you can still understand it.

But the Outer Demon has kept it intact for thousands of years!
If Uncle Cang hadn't mentioned something, if he tried every means to snatch an Immeasurable Brightness Pill, the consequences would definitely be very serious.

"Human race, there is a dead end ahead of you."

Facing the questioning, the old grimace grinned, and gave Chen Ping a ferocious smile.

"This seat is entitled to thirty thousand years of life, how dare you curse indiscriminately!"

Chen Ping laughed back in anger, and flicked his middle finger suddenly.

A small mass of walnut-sized souls shot out silently.

The speed is strange, and it sticks to the forehead of the foreign demon in an instant.

The grimace caught off guard and was difficult to dodge.

He opened his mouth helplessly, and a black shadow like a poisonous dragon spewed out.

Collided directly with that group of souls.

"Boom" with a muffled sound.

The black shadow of the poisonous dragon spewed by the seventh-level foreign demon bounced back, and then burned without any resistance.

A nauseous burnt smell quickly permeated.

"After this human race survived the unusual ninety-nine return to one calamity, the increase in strength far surpassed that of ordinary tribulation passers!"

The foreign demon groaned in pain, and looked at Chen Ping with viciousness and shock.

"town!"

When the mass of souls enveloped the foreign demon, Chen Ping calmly uttered a word.

After a few breaths, he frowned slightly and dissipated the exercises.

Sure enough, even if the strength of the soul increases sharply, trying to search for the soul of a foreign race of the same level is just a dream.

What's more, the soul structure of the foreign demon is very strange.

He seemed to be gnawing on a fruit covered with thorns, and he had nowhere to eat.

Looking up at the sky again, the robbery cloud is fading rapidly.

Outer demons are also part of the catastrophe.

It will disappear together with the catastrophe.

"Since I can't ask for any information, I'll just swallow you!"

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes, and immediately showed no mercy.

The spirit villain cast spells continuously, and the six heaven-supporting dharma shields turned into a large colorful torrent, sweeping away aggressively towards the outer demon.

"All the creatures of the Tunben clan will die badly, even if it is the Taiyi True Immortal!"

The eyes of the head of the foreign demon flashed a cold light.

Under the melting of the hood of the sky, he was extremely stubborn, allowing his aura to collapse little by little.

He didn't even ask for forgiveness.

"Tell me all the truth, in exchange, I will let you return to a place outside the territory.

Sweeping indifferently, Chen Ping paused to devour, leaving the last ray of spirituality of the foreign demon.

The next time you invite demons from outside the territory, I am afraid it will be a catastrophe.

He can't wait.

"Jie Jie, Jie Jie, Jie Jie"

However, what made Chen Ping furious was that the foreign demon seemed to put his life and death at risk, with a sneer on his ugly face.

"Deliberately looking for death."

With a press of Chen Ping's pupils, the sea of ​​light transformed into the sky mask swallowed it away.

"For me, the meaning of cultivation has never been longevity!"

"Stomping guys like you under your feet and never being able to stand up is the way I pursue."

With a wave of his sleeves, Chen Ping stood up calmly
True immortals may not necessarily live the same life as heaven and earth.

When crossing the catastrophe, the foreign demon used the dust of the end of life to destroy his Dao heart, which is really ridiculous.

When Guanghai rolled back into his body with the energy of the external demon, Chen Ping felt his body tremble slightly.

Absorbing a mid-seventh-level foreign demon, the limit of spiritual consciousness suddenly increased by [-] feet!
This is much larger than the increase of Jiu Daowen's seventh-grade elixir.

"For monks like us who practice Tai Yi Yan Shen Dharma, external demons are a first-class and great tonic.

Chen Ping was secretly interested.

Although the limit of spiritual consciousness is a manifestation of quantity, it can promote the transformation of the soul path.

The promotion of Xuanhuang Qi has come to an end.

In the future, relying on devouring foreign demons is the right way.

However, the seventh-level foreign demon who just died said that the true immortal Taiyi was resigned because he was too targeted at the outside world, and he didn't know whether it was true or not.

"Could it be that the dragon worm and the foreign demon forces worked together?"

Chen Ping thought for a while and immediately cut off the idea.

That kind of battle that can be called a mythical level is beyond his guess.

Even a trace of it may be doomed.

"buzz"

"buzz"

The next moment, a bright beam of light descended from the calamity cloud that was about to collapse.

The influx of energy made the surface of Chen Ping's skin crystal clear.

Flesh and bones can be seen clearly.

His mana quickly turned into gusts of cool air.

The whole person moaned comfortably.

Then, Chen Ping only felt that an invisible shackle in his dantian was easily broken away.

A trace of regular power permeates the meridians, as if finding a vent, rushing frantically into the body of the Nascent Soul villain.

"Magic power has changed!"

Seeing this, Chen Ping was delighted.

When he was at the peak of transforming gods, when he was fighting with Lianxu, the most restrictive thing was his mana.

The mana of a seventh-order creature can integrate rules and become extremely spiritual.

One strand can be equal to ten strands of Huashen.

Now, breaking through the bottleneck and getting feedback from the rules of the Star Realm, Chen Ping has already eliminated the disadvantages.

When all the magic power of a body is integrated with the rules, it will be one of the hallmarks of the Great Sage of Hedao!
For example, the Supreme Immortal.

It is rumored that looking at it is like facing the rules of the sword, precisely because of the qualitative change in mana.

Chen Ping has just started on this path when he first entered the practice of virtual cultivation.

The moment the robbery cloud dissipated, a wisp of crystal clear silk dharma floated down melodiously.

Reaching out to pick it up, Chen Ping integrated it into his body without hesitation!
He has always been obsessed with the dual cultivation of Dharma and body.

In the future, I will gain a little bit of physical training.

Lay a solid foundation for opening the dual practice of law and body in the middle or later stage of refining the void.

"it is finally over."

"From now on, this seat is Daoist Lianxu!"

Floating above the island, Chen Ping couldn't help but let out a long cry of excitement.

Refining Xu Shouyuan for thirty thousand years!
He is only over 4000 years old, which is equivalent to being a child.

During the roar, Chen Ping looked down at the sea area with a radius of two thousand miles.

The densely packed monsters surrendered under their feet, trembling.

Nearby, there are tens of thousands of human monks, also bowing down respectfully.

A few daring ones kept looking at the island where he was, as if they wanted to see what happened.

Previously, the Ninety-Nine Returns and One Tribulation Tower descended on the island, and the vision it caused attracted countless creatures.

Afterwards, the power of the vision continued unceasingly, and the nearby creatures could not move.

Until Chen Ping survived the catastrophe.

"Time, stars, and space are stable, and the emptiness calamity only involves a radius of more than a thousand miles."

"In the lower realm, I'm afraid that half of the Tianyan Continent has been pierced."

The corners of Chen Ping's mouth rose slightly.

Dongxiahai is a blessed place.

These little guys who are not the strongest in the late Nascent Soul are destined to be with him.

Naturally, it will be rewarded.

In the surrounding islands, more than ten thousand celebrity monks knelt and bowed piously.

Occasional whispers of wonder.

"

Old Six, the senior's vision of crossing the catastrophe is so vast, could it be the catastrophe of transforming into a god?"

"In short, it's not Nascent Soul Tribulation. JI
Two casual cultivators in the later stage of Jindan passed sound transmission to each other.

"If there is a localized deity in Dongxiahai, the demon emperor at the beginning of the sixth level will not dare to bully the human sect at will!"

"Fortunately!"

"My human race in the cultivation world of Dongxiahai has finally ushered in a good day."

"Fellow Daoist is too happy, the senior who crosses the catastrophe is not necessarily a local creature, and if it is a demon cultivator, wouldn't we be waiting today?"
Speaking of this, the old man did not dare to continue guessing.

But even if the astonishing aura disappeared, no one would dare to leave after all the cultivators regained their freedom.

It is disrespectful for seniors to break new ground and leave in a hurry.

After a while, a dark cloud of magic descended over the sea in the distance.

Along the way covered, the sea water paled, and patches of monsters turned into blood mist and exploded.

The smell of fishy smell made all the cultivators turn pale in shock, and their legs trembled non-stop.

This senior who has crossed the tribulation is actually a real giant of the magic way!
In an instant, everyone's expressions changed from anticipation to fear, and the air-conditioning continued to suck.

Especially after seeing the vitality of countless monsters being sucked into the magic cloud, he was even more panicked and dared not breathe.

"On the dignified time and stars, there is such a backward small cultivation world.

With a lazy voice coming from the magic cloud, the black light mist gathered, revealing a handsome man in purple robe.

This person stroked his chin and looked around the audience with a half-smile.

"Junior Heshan Zongwei Kai, congratulations to senior for ascending to the Alchemy Avenue!"

In the crowd, a big man in yellow kneeled tremblingly.

This person is No. 1 among the cultivators who watch the catastrophe, a little guy in the late stage of Nascent Soul.

"Refining Void!"

"This senior survived the Void Refining Tribulation?"

"A Void Refining Demon Cultivator was born in the cultivation world of Dongxiahai."

At the first hearing, all Xiu Qiqi's complexion changed drastically, and the bottom of his heart was overwhelmed.

On the maps drawn by the major forces, the place Dongxiahai was not even marked.

Due to the lack of aura, the cultivators of Huashen do not pass by once in a hundred years.

Today, this young-looking purple-robed man is actually the fabled Void Refining Cultivator?
For a while, there was silence everywhere.

Their respective heartbeats are clearly audible.

"Hey, Wei Xiaoyou, you have some vision!"

I saw the purple-robed monk touching his chin, and said with a little interest: "I am in a great mood to break through the calamity and enter the Tao today, please make a wish to me!"

Make a wish?
When Wei Kai heard this, his eyelids twitched, and he hurriedly waved his hands and said:
"Senior, you were joking. You have proved the Dao and refined the emptiness in the Heshan Sect. It is already the blessing of the juniors who have cultivated for thousands of generations. The juniors dare not have any extravagant demands."

At this moment, Wei Kai was terrified.

This magic cultivator has bestowed kindness without slaughtering the whole audience.

Wouldn't it be the same as an old birthday star hanging himself if he asked for another chance!
"This seat asks you to agree, and you agree, where is the nonsense."

Chen Ping turned cold and said impatiently.

"Juniors. Juniors"

Hearing this, Wei Kai smiled bitterly, and said falteringly: "The sixth-order Chikong Whale of the Yaozu has been bullying Dongxia Sea for a long time, junior... junior wish that it will return to the West Pole within three days."

"You are too timid! Is it not good to beg me to give you a chance to transform into a god? Unfortunately, you missed it. After all, you have nothing to do with the immortal way."

Chen Ping shook his head, and his figure collapsed immediately.

The cultivators looked at each other.

After waiting for more than ten hours in fear, a "giant island" suddenly fell down in the nearby sea

The rolling and monstrous waves are turbulent.

Taking a closer look, the one that fell into the sea was actually a dark blue whale demon with a size over a hundred miles!
Isn't this the Chikong Whale that makes people fearful?
Wei Kai's wish came true.
"When a whale falls, everything grows. Anyone who sees the whale's corpse has a share, so let's divide it up!"

A faint voice of command came from high above, and then it became more and more ethereal.

"Thank you senior for quelling the evil disaster for the Dongxiahai people!"

"I wish the seniors all blessings, and the immortality is boundless!"

All the cultivators couldn't contain their excitement, and bowed down again under the leadership of Wei Kai.

Then, whoever was the first to take the lead, jumped into the sea with a frenzied expression, and flew away towards the corpse of the Chikong Whale.

"Who dares to be presumptuous in the land of Heshan Sect!"

Wei Kai was furious when he saw this, and immediately drove a sharp knife-shaped Tongtian Lingbao to blast around.

He was full of remorse at this time.

If I had known that the senior demon cultivator was so trustworthy, I might as well ask for a God Transformation Pill!
"Fellow Daoist Wei, the King of Whales is a gift from seniors to everyone, why should you swallow it all by yourself!"

With a loud shout, several casual cultivators quickly united the front and began to kill the disciples of the nearby Heshan Sect.

After a while, violent fighting explosions were heard from hundreds of places.

For a whole day, the screams never stopped.

"People die for money and birds die for food. It is foreseeable that the consequences of exposing the gold beads will be ten thousand times more tragic than snatching a whale demon."

In the corner of the hazy clouds, Chen Ping expressed his feelings.

He never came back to stop him.

Such is the nature of man.

Next, he didn't leave right away.

Instead, he folded his arms and looked at Wanxiu's melee below.

In his eyes, there was a strange dark red aura on the heads of almost every monk.

It's just that the color is dark and light, and the size range is different, and it has nothing to do with the realm of cultivation.

"When the mood fluctuates too much, there will be heart evil.

"Especially killing the heart is the best nutrient for the strength of the heart."

Chen Ping muttered to himself lightly.

The heart evil rule is derived from the soul.

It stands to reason that every creature with autonomous consciousness has the opportunity to comprehend the rules of heart evil.

But in fact, creatures who master this rule are extremely rare.

Rare than the rules of life and death.

Because the mind is easily possessed by evil spirits, most of the monks will be out of their wits before realizing it!
The strange thing is that Chen Ping only needs to point at someone.

The accused monk will have red eyes and kill everything around him as if he lost his mind until he falls.

At the same time, the evil force produced by that monk actually subsumed into Chen Ping's soul.

The sudden absorption made him frown.

"It's no wonder Fellow Daoist Tianzong has cultivated dozens of supernatural powers, even if the power is small, he doesn't hesitate to waste time."

"If you passively absorb too much heart power and cannot release it, this kind of rule will definitely backfire on your body!"

After a chill in his heart, Chen Ping flicked his sleeves and disappeared in a flash.

Fleeing from Dongxia Sea, he randomly chose an unremarkable fairy mountain to open up a cave.

Just after the robbery is over, it's not time to go out of the mountain.

If he doesn't cultivate all the methods that can be improved to the extreme, even if the time and stars collapse, he will not take half a step out of the cave.

After several loads.

In the secret room at the belly of the mountain, Chen Ping, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes.

In order to consolidate and become proficient at the meridian circulation law of the new realm, he spent a full six years.

Right now, I finally got used to the influence of the greatly increased realm, and I can free up my hands to focus on other things.

"Yan Xiansha and Feilei Temple are gone!"

Chen Ping seemed to be belatedly aware, and wept in heartache.

Little Star Boundary Breaking Supreme Treasure can exert its greatest power during the Void Refining Stage.

But Taoist Jie cut off two of his treasures in succession, which made him grit his teeth with hatred.

"You'd better not be some powerful consciousness projection, otherwise the green mountains will not change and the green waters will flow forever, and this seat will repay the generous gift of a catastrophe!"

Chen Ping's heart was extremely cold.

It is still a trivial matter to annihilate the two treasures with flying ashes.

The point is, he was so fully prepared, his strength was comparable to that of the middle stage of Void Refinement, yet he almost died in the catastrophe.

If any of the details in the middle are wrong, and if you don't make a desperate effort to get another chance, the grass on the grave will probably grow ten feet high at this moment.

"The change of Guiyijie should be related to my mastery of the innate sword spirit.
The relationship is very close. "

As soon as he breathed out the turbid air, Chen Ping had a thought.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the spirit villain trembled slightly, and turned into a simple gray sword several feet long.

Thinking of what he had encountered in the Taoist body world, he couldn't help frowning.

The Taoist holding the phantom of the Xiantian sword seems to be transformed by pure rules.

After his consciousness fell, he broke into the chaotic world where the Xiantian sword was born.

In that space, the talent of swordsmanship has increased countless times.

Only then did he initially grasp the essence and mystery of the Innate Sword Soul.

In the past, when Chen Ping realized the sword soul, he also considered the innate sword's ability to contain all things.

The total plan is to use the sword soul to transform into supernatural powers.

But after the baptism of chance in the catastrophe, he suddenly came to his senses.

Your own path has gone astray!
The premise of the innate sword to contain all things is that when it was born, it first swallowed countless gods of various attributes.

To put it simply, it is the correct way to first create "divine objects of various attributes" for the Xiantian sword to absorb.

Rather than contemplating hard, evolve from the body of the Xiantian sword.

Embodied in the way of swordsmanship, "divine objects of various attributes" are all kinds of swordsmanship!
Sword one, sword two, sword three. Until sword fourteen.

If one day they can be perfectly combined and merged into the Xiantian Sword Empress, that will be the unique sword soul supernatural power!
"Without the blessing of chance, my kendo talent has been beaten back to its original form."

After several attempts to no avail, Chen Ping sighed regretfully.

If you keep maintaining the top-level talent of crushing ordinary He Dao in the calamity, at most ten years, the sword soul supernatural power will be created naturally.

But once the opportunity passed, he estimated that it would take a hundred times more time.

"But how can I be in charge of the Golden Pearl?"

With a self-deprecating and pompous smile, Chen Ping's soul escaped into the golden bead.

While the comprehension is still there, he must comprehend the sword soul supernatural power in one breath.

35 years have passed quietly.

Chen Ping's body moved suddenly, and Gu Jing calmly slapped his shoulders and dust fell off.

"Since it was created during the Void Tribulation, it is called the Sword Tribulation Style!"

He murmured, and in his slanted right hand, a gray awn that was always spinning was flickering.

And it was aiming at the Cang Xu Yin.

After thinking for a while, Chen Ping was finally reluctant to try his tricks.

Jiejian supernatural power is the art of fusion of soul and sword.

Cang Xuyin definitely has no resistance.

Why bother breaking a small star-breaking treasure.

"After you get out of the customs, find a late seventh-order Tu Shahuang to try his power!"

Chen Ping quickly made a plan.

In order to survive ninety-nine and return to one calamity, he has exhausted all his resources.

Just relying on the meager salary of the sect, it will never be able to make up for it.

Therefore, the Tusha tribe became the first choice target.

"Moreover, this seat must collect fifty eighth-order ores as soon as possible."

At the same time as the words came out, Chen Ping slapped his forehead helplessly.

This time he broke through refining the void, and the power of his soul increased dramatically.

He fumbled in the golden bead for a while, and broke open a new cover.

The things sealed in it made him ecstatic, until now, just thinking about it is unbelievable!
"Virtual space technique!"

Chen Ping swallowed wildly.

Jin Zhu actually prepared a huge gift for him to cross the catastrophe.

Void-level treasure supernatural powers!
Even Immortal Sword Sect has no inheritance.

However, for a total of [-] layers of space techniques, taking out the first layer requires fifty eighth-order ores.

Purchasing the most common eighth-order ore would cost three to four thousand immortal crystals!
How can he complete his cultivation in his lifetime if he doesn't follow crooked ways?
After the innate sword soul supernatural power was released, Chen Ping planned to refine other supernatural powers.

With the inheritance of virtual space technique, he first gave up the Vientiane killing technique presented by Concubine Shu Mu.

This technique is at the transformation level, and its power is naturally far inferior to that at the virtual level.

"Right now, I don't have the eighth-grade ore and Xuanhuang Qi on hand, so I can't improve the Taiyiyan magic method and spiritual root magic power for the time being."

In the end, Chen Pingkai
At the beginning, he devoted himself to practicing the essential art of death.

Dongfu continued to be dusty.

Years are like a shuttle.

In the 300th year after Chen Pingdu's catastrophe, he raised the supernatural powers attached to the three kung fu methods of soul-hunting demon, Raksha tears, and Senluo immortal hands to the realm of Dzogchen.

The reason for his rapid progress is naturally due to the completeness of his acting body, which further improved his talent.

In addition, a series of treasures such as the Cangxu Seal, the Fragment of the Coral Seal, and the Yuanshi Sword were also re-sacrificed.

Due to the special feedback from Yi Yi Jie, his magic power is not weaker than that of Pang Xulin's old peers.

But when it came to the day when there was no way to advance, Chen Ping's face was gloomy, as if he had a pressing matter on his mind.

I saw him flicking his sleeves, and a group of dark red flocculent energy distorted and emerged.

It is the rule of three sloughs and heart evils that is compelled to perfect the physical body and passively mastered!
He hasn't formally practiced the supernatural power of heart evil passed down by Tian Zong yet.

It's not that I don't want to, but I dare not!
Sha power excludes other rules.

He had just heard about it.

But I felt helpless after it happened to me.

Often because of one thought, the power of evil spirits will break out, dispelling other perceptions.

What's even more frightening is that after inheriting the heart evil rules of the physical body, it was extremely difficult for him to integrate other rules.

Especially the supernatural powers based on the soul path, the progress has become extremely slow.

"Heart evil is three sloughs, suppressing my soul path!"

Chen Ping sighed slightly.

How could he not know the crux of the problem!
If the two rules are equally powerful, they may be able to fight against each other.

But in the case of a weak soul, the power of the heart will be irresistible.

"The most important thing is not to rob Tusha, but to transform the soul."

Chen Ping's eyes were burning.

The power of heart evil did not come from his cultivation step by step.

Once it breaks out, he doesn't have to do other things all day long, and will fight against the love of the heart for the rest of his life.

"On my own, the three transformations of the soul path are far away."

Raising his eyelids, Chen Ping subconsciously looked in one direction.

The three-slough ruled silk in the sect is the best treasure!
After pondering for a while, he smashed the cave with his hands and flew towards the northern sky.

Xianliu City is under the command of Immortal Sword Sect.

Located on the southernmost border, the level of prosperity is almost the same as that of Feisheng City Tianya City.

In the past few hundred years, Xianliu City has not been peaceful.

The neighboring Tucha seventh and eighth tribes continued to attack the city.

In the most critical times, the city was almost destroyed.

Thanks to the support of the elders of Jianzong's Neishan, they managed to hold on.

However, under the large-scale invasion of the Tusha tribe, except for the fairy gate in the west, the situation on the other three sides of Jianzong is tight.

In the later stage of refining virtual reality, the elders of the Great Perfection, the inner mountain elders, went back and forth, but they only demolished the east wall to make up for the west wall.

The sadness of perishing at any time has always haunted all the living beings in Xianliu City.

this day.

A fat man with fat ears and pale brows cautiously left the city.

Finally, it stopped at the edge of a foggy sea a hundred miles outside the city.

He looked towards the center of the sea of ​​fog with no expression on his face.

Suddenly, the fat male cultivator turned his head and looked towards the sky behind him.

I saw a flash of sword light at the end of the sky.

An astonishing green rainbow more than ten feet long emerged.

"Send a clone to meet me, my junior is estranged from me!"

At this moment, Qinghong Jianguang circled and flew towards the hill where the fat male cultivator was standing.

As soon as the brilliance dissipated, a purple-robed man was clearly revealed.

"Congratulations to Senior Nephew, no, congratulations to Senior Brother Chen for breaking through refining void."

As soon as the fat male cultivator sensed this person's breath, his expression changed a few times quickly, and he immediately cupped his fists respectfully and saluted.

"The ninety-nine calamities in the rumors are nothing at all, and I easily broke through the calamities."

Chen Ping's tone was light.

"Senior brother is a celestial man with the talent of Dao, so he is naturally vulnerable to refining the virtual calamity.

The obese male cultivator flattered with a smile.

Although the two are in the same realm, but he
It is a low voice, as if echoing the superior!
But Rong Yangxiu didn't care about it, he just took it for granted.

One day ago, a certain native god in Xianliu City brought him a jade slip.

After Rong Yangxiu opened it, he was stunned.

It turned out to be Chen Ping's mana imprint and asked him to go out of the city to meet him.

Now, in face-to-face induction, he can only lament that "people with great luck can rise no matter what desperate situation they are in."

Instead of relying on the help of the sect, go upstream to become a cultivator of refining the virtual world!
When did ninety-nine return to one calamity get so easy?
Rong Yangxiu didn't dare to question the difficulty of returning to a catastrophe.

The only reason is that the Tribulation Transcender is too strong, so he doesn't have to rely on the background of the sect to forcefully break through.

"Junior brother is still the same, very good at talking!"

Chen Ping said with a smile.

After leaving the customs, he made many inquiries and found out that Rong Yangxiu had been in charge of Xianliu City for nearly a hundred years.

So, he went to this city far away and asked a Huashen to bring him a sealed letter.

The reason why he went through a lot of trouble and didn't go back to Jianzong directly was because he was going to get some core information from Rong Yangxiu first.

"Senior brother will become the Elder Neishan after he survives the first calamity."

"I hope senior brother will take care of you in the future!"

Rong Yangxiu smiled apologetically.

"You sent a clone to see me, isn't it because you are afraid of senior brothers killing people and seizing treasures?"

Suddenly, Chen Ping withdrew his smiling face and hummed coldly.

"Brother, you are wronged!"

"Brother's main body is working with the envoy of Lingquan Immortal Palace to lift the seal of Lingquan, which is not what the brother thought.

Rong Yangxiu smiled wryly, and quickly explained.

"Remove the seal of Lingquan?"

Frowning, Chen Ping asked straight to the point: "Why?"

None of the spirit springs under Jianzong's command are free.

It is usually imprisoned in a secret space to prevent it from being separated from the main body.

And he knew that there are currently two seventh-order spiritual springs in Xianliu City.

One of them is the Yangxianchen Saintess, Witch Spring, newly purchased by the Zongmen hundreds of years ago!
"We have received the latest news that the two nearby Tusha tribes have assembled again, and it is estimated that they will besiege Xianliu City.

"But the Zongmen's battle with the Outer Star Demon Sect in the Sea of ​​Nothingness was extremely stalemate, and it was too late to retreat."

"The defense of Xianliu City is empty, so my junior suggested to the higher-ups to unseal the seal of Lingquan and let them participate in the battle together."

Rong Yangxiu said in a bitter tone.

"The Immortal Crystal Mine must not be lost. As for one or two small border towns, if they are gone, they will be gone!"

With his hands behind his back, Chen Ping remained calm.

"What brother said is true, but most people in the Presbyterian Church agree to fight on multiple fronts and guard until death."

Rong Yang Xiu sighed.

"I have practiced outside for hundreds of years, what's the reaction from the elders?"

Changing the topic, Chen Ping said quietly.

"The high-level sect did not deliberately mention this matter."

Rong Yangxiu organized his words carefully, and said: "After the accident at the Wuchang Bridge, Master Zu Tuqi fell into a deep sleep. At present, the sect's power is jointly held by several Neishan elders and Palace Master Xu Yinxuan.

With his shrewdness, he already guessed why Chen Ping avoided the sect abnormally.

It must be the calculation of hating Zutu Qiling.

"Is Qi Ling asleep?"

Hearing this, Chen Ping's heart moved, and he asked casually, "Has the ancestor not returned yet?"

"Should not be, but the younger brother can't guarantee it."

Rong Yangxiu said without thinking.

He usually has no chance to meet his ancestors.

He pondered on the spot for a moment, then Chen Ping raised his head with a sudden smile, and said righteously:

"Senior brother, I have been traveling for hundreds of years, and it just so happens that the lives of the Tusha tribe are in dire straits. As one of the elders of Neishan, it is my duty to guard Xianliu City!"

After finishing speaking, he left Rong Yangxiu's avatar and flew into the fairy city.

"Chen Ping's supernatural powers may be able to compete against a seventh-order mid-stage Tu Sha, which will relieve some pressure."

Rong Yangxiu's eyes flashed.

The fragment of the coral seal became hotter and soon turned into a death talisman.

It's time to deal with it.

自己
Her daughter is about to be promoted, and it is urgent to find a backer with great potential.

Xianliu City.

The bustling streets are crowded with people.

A purple-clothed man strolled in the courtyard, shuttling unimpeded.

"To the fairy valley."

In front of a valley full of spirit grass, Chen Ping stopped silently.

Spiritual consciousness circled around, and the voices of several people came into the ears clearly.

"Fellow sword cultivators, it's not that Zhai is unreasonable, but the Immortal Palace expressly prohibits us from participating in the infighting among the stars."

"You guys bought the Lingquan, so Zhai has no right to intervene in how to use it."

"But Zhai himself must not help the noble sect defend the city, otherwise it would be violating the rules of the Immortal Palace!"

A resounding voice was resolute.

"Fellow Daoist Zhai, rules are dead, but people are alive!"

"My sect just asked fellow daoists to block a seventh-level middle-stage Tu Shahuang, but did not force fellow daoists to fight to the end."

"Five hundred immortal crystals for one purchase! This is the highest price Rong can offer on behalf of the sect.

Then, a familiar voice wafted out, it was Rong Yangxiu's body.

"five hundred?"

"five hundred!"

Hearing this, Chen Ping was stunned for a moment, impatiently dodged, and rushed into the valley.

At the same time, time and space are beyond the stars.

A certain piece of nothingness that I don’t know how many fairy rivers are away.

Looking at billions of miles, there is nothingness.

Giant black holes like small stars are densely packed all over it.

Exuding an ancient, desolate aura that devours everything.

The space here is extremely weird.

Some were motionless, as if frozen.

Some are as fast as thunder, and even seventh-order creatures are hard to catch.

In this depressing environment, suddenly, several regular rivers rushed out of a certain dark red black hole.

Meeting in the sky.

What's even more bizarre is that the consciousness of the soul is clearly conveyed in those few rules.

"After nearly a thousand years of fierce fighting, the supreme secret treasure has not yet fallen into the hands of our human race!"

The hollow voice contained endless coercion, shaking the surrounding space to pieces.

"Refining that special Supreme Secret Treasure, if it will always stand on the standpoint of the human race, at most it will protect its own race."

"As long as you don't give control to those races, it doesn't matter."

"I am looking forward to it. After thousands of years or tens of thousands of years, our human race will have a new special spiritual root!"

A pleasant female voice laughed.

"It's just a bead in the chaos of the day after tomorrow. Could it be that the ridiculous pearl spirit root was born?"

"What's more, even with the help of the supreme secret treasure, the probability of breaking through the ninth level is less than half."

A thick voice answered the words, speaking unceremoniously.

"This matter has been decided. I will see you next ten thousand years, fellow Taoists. Time and stars are so powerful that I can't delay too long."

On the other side, together with the heart-warming voice of a bird, a crystal river flowing with the breath of swordsmanship has swept out.

In the blink of an eye, I don't know how many millions of miles have been crossed.

"Great Sage, when you go back, first meet the Great Thousand Realm cultivator that this sword spirit brought back."

"He may be very useful for you to snatch the next supreme secret treasure for ten thousand years."

In the long river where the crystal sword energy gathered, a palm-sized swimming dragon buzzed and screamed.

To be continued