Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 874 Unsightly Talent

Space art to space art.

Outside the floating fairy city, the two powerhouses clashed instantly.

At the eighth level, you can test each other dozens or hundreds of times in one breath.

The danger in it is far superior to the usual thinking of ordinary monks.

"Send nourishment to Li? Thank you very much."

A huge, vivid face spread flat in the air gave a strange smile, and actually sucked in all the space fragments of the riot into its mouth.

Immediately afterwards, a slightly hunchbacked middle-aged man in purple robe showed his figure steadily.

After that, his face was shattered inch by inch, and the eyes of his body were always calm.

"Xiao Chong, quickly help me crush the Qidaowen pills and immortal crystals stored in the dantian, starting with twenty!"

At the same time, Chen Ping used the body language Xiaoxian technique to transmit sound to Qi Ling.

"Yes!"

It was about whether the master could pretend to be the great saint, Qi Ling did not dare to neglect, and immediately cast the domain, crushing a large number of recovered treasures.

In an instant, vast spiritual energy poured into the meridians, and the aura of the purple-robed man became perfect again without any flaws.

"There is a price to be paid for all the posturing in the world."

Sighing secretly, Chen Ping continued to maintain a calm appearance on the surface.

Naturally, it wasn't that his magic power was exhausted by this eighth-order ancient clan's blow.

After being tempered by Dao Shi's rules, he is not afraid of the creatures in the Dao Transformation Period at all.

But because its own state is only in the late stage of refining virtual reality.

If you want to keep no clues at all, you need to ensure that the amount of mana exceeds [-] to [-]% at all times.

"It turned out to be a Taoist friend of the human race!"

As soon as the sound of thunder was heard, white lights shone everywhere, and a gigantic monster with a length of one thousand feet appeared in its real body.

The white hairs all over his body are like giant beams of the palace, standing upright.

On the head, six swirl-shaped eyeballs are deeply sunken in it.

This is exactly the characteristic of the ancient race!

At this moment, it showed a little confusion, and its spiritual consciousness kept scanning the purple-robed human race in front of it.

The hidden breath captured just now clearly has not reached the eighth level, otherwise, it wouldn't be described with the scornful name of "little tail".

But the strange thing is that after the real battle, the identity of this person's great sage was actually confirmed.

The magical powers of the rules, or the characteristics of mana, are far from being comparable to the seventh-order creatures!
"Humph!"

Seeing that the great sage of the ancient clan was still suspiciously scanning, Chen Ping waved his palm in dissatisfaction, and covered the volume with the power of the soul.

The two powerful soul powers merged together, and immediately disappeared with a "bang" sound!
"It really is the eighth-order human race!"

The Gu Clan's heart trembled slightly, and restrained their hostility in fear.

Rules, mana, soul.

The three most critical factors for the eighth level to crush the seventh level all appeared on this person.

If you care about it any more, it's just nonsense.

After all, if this kind of cultivator only refines the void, the entire Yuan Xinghai will be shaken!

"Hehe, Fellow Daoists of the ancient clan attacked for no reason. If you don't give an explanation, Li will not stop today."

Rolling up the sleeve robe with his backhand, Chen Ping said flatly.

"The master pretended so well, he cultivated the temperament of the great sage early."

Qi Ling praised.

The owner of the Chaos Orb of this generation took it to experience an unprecedented pleasure.

However, Chen Ping was extremely helpless in his heart.

He followed the speeding team all the way to Xiancheng, not intending to expose himself at all.

However, there is an eighth-order ancient clan with five sloughs in space in the city.

See him through in one look.

There was no other way, so he changed his face and re-fabricated the identity of a great sage with the surname Li.

"statement?"

The eighth-rank ancient clan narrowed their eyes, and said bluntly: "Is it possible that the emperor should apologize?"

Judging from the other party's supernatural powers, it is estimated that it is also sanctified by a single rule, and it is not afraid at all.

"Hey, the visitor is a guest. You two fellow Taoists might as well sell the old man a thin noodle. My little fairy city can't withstand the aftermath of your fighting skills!"

At this moment, a gentle laugh sounded like a spring breeze, and it sounded like he was six or seventy years old.

"Gulong"

"Gulong"

Immediately, two rows of spherical Zhang Xu Guang groups slowly flew out from the fairy city below.

A total of [-] small scorching suns that looked like wheels moved simultaneously, and they also made strange sounds mixed with rolling carriages and burning flames.

The central gap between the two rows of rollers is a layer of green wool soft blanket like a flat ground.

"What a weird flying magic weapon!"

Looking sideways, Chen Ping was slightly taken aback.

But when he saw the figure on the green wool blanket, the corners of his mouth twitched wildly, and the word "heresy" came to mind.

I saw a creature in animal armor sitting on the blanket of Lieyang's rolling cart.

The face is no different from that of ordinary humans, and has a fairy-tale charm.

It's a pity that once it comes into the eyes as a whole, it makes people very uncomfortable!

On this person's head, there are two horns, one white and one black, and blue fish scales cover the ears.

The body is even more like an old demon ox, with four gray hooves appearing.

Behind the tail, a three-foot-long sword-like tail swept back and forth, exuding a scorching fire!
"Haha, the old man can see from Li Daoyou's expression that this is the first time you have entered this endless sea."

The "monster" on the rolling carpet didn't take Chen Ping's surprise as a surprise, and laughed loudly:
"The old man has the blood of the five major races of the human race, the demon race, the sea race, the demon race, and the innate fire race, known as Shenyang!"

The Great Sage of Shenyang who commands this endless sea?

When Chen Ping heard this, he bowed his hands slightly apologetically.

The ancient Six Patriarchs all practiced different arts.

Occupying the Endless Sea was originally for the purpose of studying the blood of hundreds of races.

Countless years passed in a flash, and it was extremely normal for his offspring to become strange.

It's just that I don't know how much the pros and cons of this change in bloodline are.

"Then today's misunderstanding is over?"

"The two fellow daoists can enter Xiaoyang City, and it will be full of splendor, and all the treasures will be sold at a [-]% discount!"

After quickly scanning the positions of Chaogu and Chen Ping, the Great Sage of Shenyang said with a smile.

Xiaoyang City is one of his fairy cities.

On weekdays, it is mainly located in Lieyang City.

It was only at the invitation of this ancient clan that he flew to Xiaoyang City temporarily.

Unexpectedly, they met another eighth-rank human race.

This person must have followed disciple Jin Xiaotang all the way to find him.

But more is worse than less.

He doesn't know anything about this human race at present, and he doesn't want to cause trouble.

"Roar!"

At the same time, the thousand-foot-long ancient clan screamed up to the sky, entered the fairy city first, and disappeared in front of everyone.

Seeing this, Chen Ping just squinted his eyes and didn't continue to pester her.

At first, the other party didn't hurt him.

Furthermore, dealing with this eighth-rank ancient clan will most likely expose all of one's hole cards.

Right now, he doesn't know the relationship between Shenyang and the ancient clan, so it's inconvenient for him to act rashly.

……

For a while, outside Xiaoyang City, only Chen Ping and Shenyang were left.

"How to create this kind of puppet with mixed blood from five races? With my level, I'm afraid it's beyond my capabilities."

Glancing at Shen Yang, Chen Ping muttered in embarrassment.

Puppetry is coming to an end.

If you want to create an eighth-order puppet, you must at least understand a few top-level skills.

But that level of skills is said to be monopolized by the Tianchen Alliance, and the outside world can't exchange them at all.

"Fellow Daoist is a cultivator from Yuan Xinghai?"

With the tail of the sword wrapped in fire clouds, Shen Yang asked kindly.

"Li Shixian, a monk from Yuanyuan, this time he broke through the robbery and entered the holy cloud to travel around the world, and happened to travel to a precious place."

Chen Ping responded with an unchanged face.

The endless sea practice world is bordered by Yuan Xinghai.

Within the distance of thirty fairy rivers, they all belong to the near-yuan area.

What is beyond is the abyss.

In order to prevent Shenyang from proving his origin, Chen Ping deliberately went too far.

More than 1000 stars coexist in Yuan Xinghai, and the area is so vast that the possibility of knowing each other is very slim.

"Li Daoyou is the same as that ancient fellow Daoist, he is also sanctified by the Dao Seed of Space!"

Shenyang didn't want to get to the bottom of it, so he paused, and said via voice transmission:

"Li Daoyou be careful, that ancient clan's name is Gu Shan, although it is only eighth rank not long ago, but the accompanying treasure is mysterious, it is not an ordinary single-rule dao change!"

After speaking, the great sage of Shenyang rolled the cart with one finger.

Dozens of small blazing suns "creaked" and "creaked" rolled, turning into a beam of fire in the blink of an eye, shooting back to the fairy city.

The speed was so fast that Chen Ping looked sideways.

It seems that the attributes of miracle objects should not be underestimated.

Before he has practiced the second level of transcendence killing technique, he still can't keep up with this treasure's escape technique!
"Ancient people!"

Chen Ping rubbed his chin and secretly sneered.

After practicing for more than 8000 years, there are only two alien races he hates.

One is the immortal descendant who is like an old enemy.

Now it's the turn of the ancient clan!

Tu brakes in the local area of ​​time are not even ranked.

This is inseparable from the alien species of Gu Zuiwei in the Great Thousand Realm.

Back then, after he agreed to break the boundary with this woman, he threw a piece of eighth-order ore down the passage.

But Gu Zuiwei missed the appointment!
What he disliked most in his life was breaking his promise and gaining weight.

"Master, there are at least two great saints in this fairy city, are they still going?"

Xiao Zhong said cautiously.

"What are you afraid of? Even if you can't fight, you can escape."

Taking a deep breath, Chen Ping lowered his light and landed in front of the city smoothly.

Both Shen Yang and Gu Shan are just the first step of the great sage, and it is wishful thinking to keep him.

Moreover, in the sea of ​​consciousness of the eighth-order ancient clan, there are at least two fragments of the coral seal of crossing the sky.

How could he be willing to miss such a good opportunity.

……

Xiaoyang City.

A team of nascent infants and monsters with eagle wings patrolled back and forth.

The eyeballs protrude strangely, as sharp as electricity, as if they can travel through space.

"Let me study and study!"

After grabbing it casually, Chen Ping took a photo of a strong Yingman, and started playing with it enthusiastically.

"Cheep!"

The group of monsters patrolling the city found that the leader had been captured suddenly, so they could only turn around in a hurry, but they didn't dare to act rashly.

Just now, the scene of my great sage and his amiable face is vivid in my memory.

Who dares to offend a great saint?
"It turns out that it is the blood of the eagle demon and the human race, and it is born with the magical power of pupil art."

With a sweep of his spiritual thoughts, Chen Ping showed a strange look.

The acquired races in the endless sea all have their own styles.

"What is your life expectancy?"

Chen Ping asked Yingren.

"My Majesty, our lifespan is half that of humans of the same rank."

The strong Yingman said tremblingly.

Chen Ping felt deeply comfortable with the sincerely convincing "Great Sage", and released Yingman with a loosening of his fingers.

Then, as if entering no one's land, he floated in from above the city gate in a flash.

In Time and Stars, the rule of prohibiting space is invalid for eighth-order creatures.

Not to mention the endless sea like a corner of earth.

Since he was pretending to be a great sage, he acted as he wished, so that he could dispel doubts better.

……

On a city wall mountain peak.

Jin Xiaotang half-kneeled on the ground, and said with a wry smile: "Master, I really don't know when Senior Li started following me."

"If you can detect it, you will feel ashamed as a teacher."

The Great Sage of Shenyang said calmly.

When Li Shixian approached Xiaoyang City, he also had no sense.

If it wasn't for Gu Shan to find out the lurkers through space fluctuations, I'm afraid it would be difficult for the other party to enter the city swaggeringly.

"Master..."

Jin Xiaotang scanned the surroundings, and carefully transmitted the voice: "This disciple feels that Senior Li has a lot of connections with the fellow Daoist Wang who has stayed in the enclave of the ancient human race for more than 1000 years."

"It might even be the same person."

It's not that he made it up.

After all, the trajectories of the two are too coincidental, so it is inevitable that people will not be suspicious.

It's really easy for a great sage to hide his cultivation intentions, and it's really easy to hide the truth from the seventh-order creatures.

"The puppet master surnamed Wang stayed in the enclave to mine, and also bought dozens of seventh-order spiritual springs that the saint rewarded the ancients?"

Shen Yang's expression changed.

"He also asked his disciples to take away a cultivator from the Blood Demon Pavilion. Decades later, the arrogant Blood Demon Pavilion disappeared."

Jin Xiaotang didn't dare to hide it.

Originally, a mere puppet master in the mid-stage of Void Refinement really didn't need to report to Master.

But right now, everything was weird, and he had to explain it.

"Master, I know, you can step back, these speculations must be kept secret."

Shen Yang flicked his gray hoof and gave a stern warning.

After Jin Xiaotang resigned, Shenyang somewhat had a clue in his heart.

The fall of Yuan Mo is probably closely related to this Li Daoyou.

But since he has a special liking for high-level spiritual springs, the other party should take the initiative to find him and clarify his purpose.

……

As soon as he entered Xiaoyang City, Chen Ping immediately found that the streets were bustling and bustling.

As soon as the consciousness spread out, there were countless strange treasures and foreign objects in the shop.

Most of them are special products of the endless sea.

"Shenyang Fellow Daoist promised to give me a [-]% discount?"

Chen Ping kept this agreement in mind, and he was not polite, and went in and out to buy treasures.

In the end, he bought all the treasures he had never seen before.

Even took away a few interested aliens.

A total of more than 2000 fairy crystals were spent.

In a resplendent inn, Chen Ping drove away the shopkeeper and all the guests, and reserved the place in a stately manner.

"The master must be acting arrogant on purpose."

Qi Ling knows it well.

After finding a secret room, Chen Ping slowly opened the door and window.

It happened to face the eighth-rank ancient clan sitting against the mountain.

"Roar!"

Being exposed under the eyelids of the same rank, the ancient clan immediately jumped sullenly and swayed away.

Then, I saw that Chen Ping also escaped and came to the secret room opposite the door.

The window opened, and through the clouds and mist, he smiled and nodded to Gu Shan.

"Human monk, what do you mean!"

Gu Shu narrowed his eyes and his voice was like Hong Zhong's questioning.

"Li is boring."

Chen Ping said flatly.

After being stunned for a moment, Gu Shan jumped into a rage, suppressed his anger, and changed his position again.

But Chen Ping booked the entire inn, and he could change the secret room at will, so that he could keep an eye on the ancient people from afar.

In the end, the ancient tribe took no trouble, punching through the space around them, and the giant shadow disappeared.

"What a powerful space magic power!"

Seeing it with his own eyes, Chen Ping was shocked.

His purpose of pretending to be a voyeur has been achieved.

The space attainment of this ancient clan is really not weak.

Hidden, he couldn't see through the traces in an instant.

The eighth level is already the realm where different routes lead to the same goal.

To break through the bottleneck, there are three paths to choose from.

One, single rule sanctification.

The premise is very simple, at the peak of the seventh order, one of its own rules can condense the Dao Seed.

Brother Xin of the Zongmen probably chose this way to overcome the tribulation.

According to information from Lingquan Fairy Palace, half of the great saints chose this path.

The second is the normal road bottleneck.

Those who are not strong in the seventh rank cannot pass.

Shi Lingruo, Tianyao and others belong to this list.

The third way is to fight Tianwei to become a saint.

Before crossing the catastrophe, it needs to arrange a lot, deliberately triggering the bombardment of the rules of heaven and earth, thus reversing the breakthrough.

The first sage in the history of Jianzong who inherited the Three Sword Souls took this path.

It's just that he, who is proud and arrogant, ended up miserable.

There have not been many people who have become saints by fighting against Tianwei.

Even the top three cultivators in the peak group of the French Fighting Association are not very sure.

The three roads to holiness, compared in terms of difficulty, can be regarded as the five mysterious kalpas, the seven empty kalpas, and the ninety-nine kalpas in the refining realm.

It's just that the gap is bigger.

The essence of crossing the catastrophe is to obtain feedback from the heavens and the earth, thereby transforming life.

The three major sanctification methods determine the potential at the eighth level.

Nine out of ten of those powerhouses who have survived the five declines and attained half-fairyland are creatures who have successfully fought against Tianwei.

A normal breakthrough will basically stop at a certain step in the five declines.

Single-rule sanctification is even more bleak.

Ninety-nine percent of the bottlenecks in the Nirvana realm can be stuck.

Entering the eighth step with a single rule is taking advantage of the loophole of the Dao of Heaven.

Where there is reward, there is punishment.

After being sanctified by a single rule, the feedback from heaven and earth was unsatisfactory, and in terms of mana, it was a little worse than that of the same level.

What's more deadly is that the reorganization of the rules in the stages of Dao Change and Nirvana will almost end in failure.

Therefore, the single-rule sage has mastered several fusion rules in the seventh-order realm, and it has been solidified.

Subsequent transformation is more difficult than ascending to the sky!

This is also the key to the weak overall strength of the single-rule sage.

They are stronger than the seventh level, only mana and soul, and the rules and supernatural powers may not be as good as some alchemists.

"For example, the seventh level of this seat!"

Chen Ping thought to himself.

Like Xin Jingyang, if he hadn't broken the ranks normally and had no hope, he wouldn't have chosen the way of fire to become a saint.

"Senior Brother Xin's understanding of the way of fire is extremely terrifying. If he is lucky enough to break through the ranks and sacrifice the treasure of opening the boundary, he may be able to forcefully overwhelm me."

With a mutter in his mouth, Chen Ping judged.

As for himself, there is no doubt that he will choose Zhan Tianwei to become a saint!
Because the robbery of reincarnation is still before the robbery of breaking the realm.

If even the imprinted creatures of the rules of reincarnation are killed, why be afraid of the mighty calamity of becoming a saint?

The difficulty of the two is completely different.

"I am seeking the truth hard, approaching step by step, just to see the peak scene."

In Chen Ping's eyes, a rare resoluteness appeared.

After the Tianwu Secret Realm, after thousands of years of precipitation, he finally accumulated a lot of money, and with the help of the opportunities and treasures in the golden bead, he reached a height that was unimaginable before.

Competing against non-established single-rule masters is by no means boasting.

"After I exchange the Chaos Space Orb, condense the Space Dao Seed, and take the opportunity of the Immortal Sword Dojo, it's time to go back to Kun Xinghai to prepare."

Chen Ping's eyes were burning.

Before Tian Zong sat down, he left him a copy of the coordinates of the Immortal Sword Dojo.

Although I don't know how much it will help me now, but when I transfer from Yuan Xinghai to Kun Xinghai, I might as well take a break by the way.

"The seed of the grand sect of Hedao, more than 8000 years old, the rules of swordsmanship have only three sloughs, have you gone to too many brothels?"

After imitating Shi Lingruo's tone, Chen Ping became embarrassed.

This golden bead's wisdom is not good.

It would be fine if he just threw the Chaos Sword Orb, he had to find another opportunity in agony.

……

At this moment, a barren land far away from the endless sea.

Dark space cracks are everywhere!

Roaring and roaring in the middle conveyed a kind of palpitating terror.

This place seems to have been punished by heaven.

Everywhere is in crisis and dilapidated.

The space barrier covering thousands of miles shattered as soon as it was shattered, collapsing and disappearing without warning.

However, under the natural danger that the great sages are afraid of, there is a small boat slowly flying away.

Wherever it went, black air spread.

Meteorites and enclaves along the way have been corrupted, and the stench is unpleasant.

In front of the boat, stood a Taoist with a face as calm as stagnant water.

Behind him was another young man who was concentrating on casting spells.

He looks 23 or [-] years old, with a face like a crown jade, and a dignified appearance.

The skin of young monks is the color of purple ore.

Between the eyebrows, a several-inch-sized purple-blue bead is slightly suspended.

When the bead rotates, it seems to be absorbing some kind of substance in the space. After each breath, the color will become darker.

"Shichen, has the consciousness of the Thunder Bead Artifact stabilized?"

The Taoist suddenly turned around as the boat shuttled.

Those eyes that looked like rotten things exuded endless loneliness, which caused a faint stinging pain when one glanced at them.

"Master Qi, after more than 1000 years of staying in the Star Sea of ​​Hongmeng, the spirituality in the Thunder Pearl has been absorbed enough."

"It is estimated that the day of the birth of Qi Ling will not be far away."

The young Lianxu who was called "Shichen" was immediately distracted and said respectfully.

"The Supreme Treasure of Chaos can only be born in the Primordial Star Sea, and more than 1000 years can't be said to be wasted."

The corrupt Taoist nodded slightly, and continued: "There is a huge difference between whether a magic weapon has a weapon spirit or not."

"Especially the Chaos Supreme Treasure, if it inherits the memory of the Old Artifact Spirit, even a small part will benefit you endlessly."

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the young Lianxu's face.

Suddenly, the corrupt Taoist changed the subject: "Next, you will retreat to the peak of the Void Refinement and pass through the mighty calamity of the sky within three thousand years. Your strength is already invincible at the same level, and once you reach the peak, you will be able to break through the calamity and become a saint."

"Yes."

A young and clever way.

You can challenge Dao Bian in the late stage of Void Refining, and there are not three people in the contemporary Star Realm!

He is just one of them.

"Is your achievement difficult? Those half-fairyland Taoist masters also followed your path, but unfortunately, none of them are qualified to spy on true immortals!"

The corrupt Taoist seemed to see through the arrogance of the junior, and said lightly:
"As far as I know, True Immortal Taiyi is the last human race to reach the ninth level."

"Boldly argue, Senior Taiyi's strength should not be at the top among true immortals."

"But when that senior was at the peak of the seventh step, his magical powers were comparable to those of the first step of the five declines!"

Qi Kaiyu's tone changed, and he said sharply, "Emperor Shichen, can you feel it?"

The more ignorant you are, the more arrogant you are.

The so-called follow the Tao and follow the Tao, it should be on par with Senior Tai Yi and others.

"Seventh-level battle and five declines?"

Di Shichen's complexion changed drastically, and his pupils widened unbelievably.

"There are very few people who become real immortals in an era. The qualification to peep into the real fairyland is to have incredible strength like myths."

"A world of living beings scoured the sands, generation after generation of peerless geniuses, talent and luck like yours, compared to the past of all the true immortals, it is really unsightly!"

Qi Kaiyu said mercilessly.

Including himself, he is far from reaching the capital of a true immortal.

Therefore, it is not surprising to stop at the fourth realm of five declines.

"The disciple is taught."

Di Shichen's nose was dripping with cold sweat, and after thinking about it, he straightened his mind.

"If you can produce true immortals in your generation, the old Taoist will dare to die and come back to life."

As the ferry boat descended, Qi Kaiyu mocked both himself and the current human race.

(End of this chapter)