Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 875 Shenyang Invitation, Meeting the Heaven of Human Race
This dilapidated and desolate land is actually the vast sea of ​​stars that ordinary beings yearn for.

Qi Kaiyu's master and apprentice came here in a boat, and they haven't encountered No. 3 creatures for more than a thousand years.

However, on the way back to Kun Xinghai, Emperor Shichen suddenly saw Master Qi's expression became solemn.

Immediately, a red and rusty gap between his brows suddenly opened, and a round of bright halo suddenly flew away.

Cover the inside and outside of the boat airtight.

"That is?"

Di Shichen held his breath and stared at the empty place thousands of miles away.

On a certain space node, there is a wave of twisted white sword river imprinted out.

It seems that it is about to be squeezed out of another area abruptly.

The next moment, the sword river seemed to vent to the extreme, roaring and spreading out, directly submerging thousands of miles around.

Although the flat boat in the depths was motionless, it was obviously under strong pressure!
In the sword aura that raged through everything, there were two slim figures of similar stature.

It's just that his face was covered up by the terrifying kendo aura, so he couldn't see clearly even if he used the pupil technique.

"Lord of Fuxia Sword!"

Even if Qi Kaiyu has never dealt with the other party, even if he is also a famous five-decay powerhouse in the star world, he can determine the identity of the encounter by chance from the characteristics of the sword qi.

This is the power of chaos that embraces all things and devours all things.

Rumor has it that after the chaos of heaven and earth first opened, the Xiantian Sword broke out and became one of the rules of heaven, the rule of swords.

Its shed body is divided into five parts.

Derived five-handed star swords including the congenital side sword and Fuxia sword.

These five swords of relict slough all contain the terrifying power of chaos.

The existence of the five swords is indispensable for the human race to master the rules of chaos, one of the origins.

Because of the hundreds of races in the star world, only humans, immortals, and a small number of alien races have the talent for swordsmanship!

And the best among them is none other than the human race.

There are nine imprints in the kendo rules, most of which are human monks.

If you get one of the swords of Yishui, you will not worry about the lack of understanding of the rules of chaos.

Second, the chaotic rules are in sight.

Thirdly, the rule of the sword is almost ironclad.

True Immortal Taiyi's swordsmanship talent is far inferior to that of Soul Dao, but he obtained three sloughing swords in the Void Refining Realm by virtue of a heaven-defying chance.

The three swords gathered at the top, cut off nine corpses and became immortals immediately.

It wasn't until the real fairy queen that Taiyi's swordsmanship came to an end and he returned to the soul.

In Hongmeng Xinghai, the Lord of Fuxia Sword he met by chance made Qi Kaiyu wince his eyes in a moment of vigilance.

"It is said that the Lord of Fuxia Sword had a new daughter thousands of years ago. Could it be that the junior who is next to him is her blood?"

Qi Kaiyu was secretly puzzled.

He controlled his own Reiatsu, neither relaxing his guard nor showing a trace of hostility.

After the Hongmeng Xinghai is shattered, everyone who is strong in the five declines can enter the battle.

It's not so uncommon to meet people of the same rank.

"It turns out that your Excellency is that fellow Qi Daoist who is so heartbroken."

At the same time, the existence in the white sword sea also recognized Qi Kaiyu, and an emotionless voice came out while the sword was flowing.

The engulfment of the power of chaos also came to an abrupt end.

As if unwilling to absorb the stench of Qi Kaiyu's body.

"It's better to be famous than to meet each other. Fellow Daoist Hang's swordsmanship has almost reached the realm of Dao Fruit. It seems that the five declines and the fourth calamity can be broken easily."

Seeing that the woman was harmless, Qi Kaiyu forced a smile on his face.

"Borrow auspicious words from friends."

The Master of Fusha Sword responded indifferently.

After another breath, the sword light without any warning whirled and rolled away towards the depths of the primordial sea of ​​stars.

Looking at the trajectory, it seems to be the opposite of Qi Kaiyu, one has just arrived, and the other is preparing to return to Kunxinghai.

"wheeze"

"wheeze"

The white swordsmanship surged up all over the sky.

The space, meteorite fragments, and even various visions along the way were swallowed up, becoming more and more mighty.

And within a few breaths, it turned into an undetectable white spot and disappeared.

"The rules of chaos have such power in five sloughs, and they are indeed one of the original rules."

Qi Kaiyu's eyes narrowed, a little in admiration.

Rule five sloughs off into Dao seed, eight sloughs off to ascend to Dao fruit.

Taoism, Nirvana, Five Declines, and Half Immortal.

The four realms of the eighth order.

Although there is no limitation of heaven and earth, in theory, the Taoist Realm can master the rules of the Nine Transformations.

But even all the true immortal creatures have never achieved this outrageous achievement.

Being able to transform a kind of Dao fruit in the Five Declines Realm is already blessed with heaven-defying aptitude and opportunity.

"Master Qi..."

After half a stick of incense, Emperor Shichen said cautiously: "Just now, Lei Zhu sensed the same source of breath in the white sea of ​​swords."

"Oh?"

After listening, Qi Kaiyu opened his eyes muddyly, and said faintly: "Sword Pearl?"

"Eighty percent."

Di Shichen thought about it.

Lei Zhu's consciousness is not yet fully awake, and his perception is not very clear.

"Fellow Daoist Hang brought that junior into the Star Sea for the same purpose as that of the old Daoist. Her bloodline is the master of Jianzhu!"

Qi Kaiyu nodded, and said calmly: "Normally, the Taixuan Star Pearl competes for glory in the same generation, and it may take ten thousand years or thousands of years, and all traces of the six beads will appear."

"Master Qi, who is the Lord of the Fuxia Sword?"

Di Shichen was curious, but also worried.

The masters of the star beads can kill each other without being backlashed by the disaster of chaos.

Before he was sanctified, there were as many as five hidden enemies!
What's more, the quality of Jianzhu is second only to Chaos Zhizhenzhu, and Xuanyi is even higher than Thunderzhu and Wuxingzhu.

"He was born with beautiful bones, but He Qing has multiple surnames. Fu Xiajian recognizes her as the master, and the old Taoists are ashamed of her!"

"In short, you must be extremely careful. Any force that Fellow Daoist Hang used to be with has been wiped out in ashes."

Thinking of her deeds that have been spread outside, Qi Kaiyu suddenly loses his face, but he doesn't seem to be too lazy to mention it.

"If the mother and daughter can be sent together under the command in the future, it will be a good story."

Di Shichen's heart trembled, but a bold and adventurous idea faintly came to him because of his natural pride.

"You go back to retreat in secret."

"Old Taoist, I plan to take a trip to Buzhuian Inn."

"Tianyao Daoist has worked hard for more than a thousand years, and the old Daogan seems to be ashamed of the title of the master of the faction."

After fixing the boat on a star, Qi Kaiyu's figure broke into the void, and disappeared in an instant.

"The disciple takes orders."

Di Shichen bowed down and bid farewell respectfully.

The bottles and jars left by Master Qi are full of Eight Daowen cultivation pills.

After enjoying the training of a five-dead man for so long, he felt that it was normal.

"Master Qi said that True Immortal Taiyi practiced a peerless immortal technique with seven attributes before he became a saint. This is just his background, not the strongest side."

"The posture of a real fairy is so terrifying."

Di Shichen showed a trace of longing, and after being fascinated for a long time, he landed quietly in a mountain range.

The legend that belongs to him will come surging after Lei Zhu activates his spiritual wisdom.

……

endless sea.

Under the command of Shenyang Great Sage, Xiaoyang City.

Chen Ping has been meditating in the inn for six days.

After those ancient people were escorted to Xiancheng, they disappeared.

He searched and locked the target in one place.

Shenyang Great Sage's retreat site.

"What secrets are there in the ancient race?"

Chen Ping's thoughts changed sharply.

The ancient human race is the blood of the ancient god race and human race.

Could it be related to the extinct ancient gods?
Seeing that waiting was fruitless, he decided to take the initiative.

After a cup of tea, Chen Ping walked through the sea of ​​fog and appeared in a paradise.

A huge piece of heaven and earth, lush and green everywhere.

Several giant peaks with hundreds of feet ups and downs come into view from far or near.

There are countless houses, pavilions and palaces.

Before it settled down, a mellow aura rushed over.

"Lingquan!"

Taking a deep breath uncontrollably, Chen Ping fixed his gaze.

Between these peaks, at least twenty seven-level spiritual springs have been placed for irrigation.

The aura that grows here far surpasses the outside world.

Immediately, a rare practice holy place was formed.

"It's a pity that I didn't see the spirit spring of the eighth step."

Chen Ping felt a little regretful in his heart.

Otherwise, he couldn't help getting violent and ransacking the mansion of the Great Sage of Shenyang.

"Senior Li, Master invites you to come in and talk."

After waiting for a few breaths, Jin Xiaotang greeted him with a hurried smiling face.

Following behind, Chen Ping stepped into a rugged cave with eighteen bends in a waterway.

At the same time, he kept analyzing the spatial structure in the cave.

After realizing that it was just an ordinary barrier without any special restrictions, Chen Ping quickened his pace and landed on a smooth stone bench.

"Junior retire."

Taking Chen Ping to the place instructed by the master, Jin Xiaotang tiptoed back.

On the sloping stone wall directly opposite, there are vivid and bizarre murals engraved.

Or uncanny tools, or grotesque creatures.

With his knowledge, most of them don't recognize them.

"Li Daoyou is also interested in the skill products of my sixth ancestor?"

The hearty voice approached from a distance, and in an instant, the master of this place, the great sage of Shenyang, revealed his figure.

"Excuse Li for offending me. Although these acquired races have their own advantages, they also have a lot of disadvantages."

"Cultivating the endless sea for countless years, what is the picture of Shenyang fellow Taoist?"

Turning around, Chen Ping said calmly.

"The legacy of the Sixth Patriarch is the endless sea of ​​Yongzhen. I am used to it, and gradually, I don't want to leave it easily."

Shenyang Dasheng sighed.

But Chen Ping's sincere words sounded very absurd, he said calmly: "Li came here by accident, in fact, he wanted to make a deal with a fellow Taoist."

"Fellow Daoists may as well speak out."

Shen Yang raised his eyebrows and said.

"Lingquan, a large number of Lingquan."

Chen Ping spoke quickly like shaking snowflakes, and immediately mobilized his mana to be on guard.

He knew that after revealing his purpose, Shenyang would combine the puppet master surnamed Wang from the enclave of the ancient human race with him.

Going a step further, the truth of Yuan Mo's death in his hands is not impossible to guess by following the clues.

"If a fellow Taoist intends to buy a flawed spiritual spring from the old man at such a low price, and then sell it to the Star Realm, he will be hunted down to death by the Lingquan Immortal Palace!"

Shenyang Dasheng didn't respond, but kindly reminded.

Obviously, there have been similar examples before.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm worrying too much. Mr. Li's spring is only for practicing exercises."

Chen Ping explained without hesitation.

The spirit spring produced in the fairy pregnant bowl is the same as the Danxiantu elixir.

Selling taboo things wantonly, everyone gets it and punishes it.

Let alone other people, Chen Ping himself hated this behavior.

Don't you see that after accumulating the original capital, he has slowly given up the cycle of purifying elixir and entrapping fellow Taoists.

Otherwise, as soon as the nickname of the fake drug leader is confirmed, even if he becomes a saint, he will not be able to withstand the crisis of being enemies from all directions.

"so……"

The Great Sage Shen Yang rubbed his chin, and suddenly threw a khaki clay bowl at Chen Ping.

The surface of this bowl is full of pits and hollows, and there is a universe inside, and the bottom cannot be seen at a glance.

But there is no trace of spirituality up and down.

"What do fellow Daoists Shenyang mean?"

Holding the small bowl to observe several times, Chen Ping frowned.

Except for the strange structure, this bowl is exactly the same as the common things.

Both mana and soul power are urged to stay still.

"This is the Immortal Pregnancy Bowl that was misunderstood by most fellow Taoists outside as the Supreme Treasure of Chaos!"

Immediately afterwards, the great sage of Shenyang said something like thunder on the ground.

"what?"

Hearing this, Chen Ping was taken aback for a moment, and without saying a word, he held the celestial pregnant bowl with both hands.

But after thinking about it, even the Taihe bottle couldn't put this thing in.

"Haha, to be honest, the fairy pregnancy bowl is the filthy bag of the old. As a part of the body, only the old can move it."

"If the old man dies, this thing will irreversibly turn into nothingness."

Shenyang Great Sage said with a smile.

The fairy pregnancy bowl is famous, but no one covets it.

One is that it has too many defects.

Second, as soon as he died, the celestial pregnant bowl lost its effect, and it was not worth the gain to be an enemy of him.

After speaking, the great sage Shenyang opened his mouth and took a breath, the earthy yellow bowl ignored Chen Ping's mana blockade and returned to it like air.

"This person is severing my plan to seize the treasure and make revenge."

At the moment, Chen Ping knew it well, and said straight to the point: "Li wants to buy [-] seventh-level spiritual springs and fifty eighth-level spiritual springs."

"I hope fellow Daoists of Shenyang will be accommodating!"

When the Great Sage Shenyang heard this, he almost held his breath, and said in disbelief: "You... Who did you hear that the eighth-order spiritual spring can be bred in the fairy fertilization bowl?"

……

"The fairy pregnancy bowl cannot produce an eighth-order spiritual spring!"

Afterwards, Chen Ping, who got a clear explanation, couldn't help but feel disappointed.

In fact, he didn't hold out much hope at first.

After all, the realm of Shenyang is only a period of change.

"If Li Daoyou provides a drop of Xihe Shenshui or a water-attribute treasure with similar quality, the old man is brewing, and maybe a few eighth-order spiritual springs can be bred."

Shen Yang said bluntly.

Xihe Shenshui?

Chen Ping's heart skipped a beat.

Back then, when he decomposed the imitation of the Chaos Five Elements Bead in the dojo, he kept the water source in it.

It was a drop of Xihe Divine Water!
But this object itself is a top-notch dao-bearing object, and it is a treasure enough to cause high-level creatures to loot it when it is placed in the deep star sea.

No matter whether he is willing or not, it is impossible for him to take the risk of handing it over to the Great Sage of Shenyang for refining for a few eighth-level spiritual springs.

"As for the [-] seventh-order spiritual springs, I can supply them to fellow Taoists after I have accumulated them for more than two hundred years."

The Great Sage of Shenyang smiled mysteriously, and said via voice transmission: "And it's a free gift, fellow daoists only need to do me a small favor."

Then, a piece of information with the meaning of discussion came to Chen Ping's ears.

"Shallow Sea of ​​Stars!"

"Sword spirit root!"

"Immortal Sword Dojo!"

Chen Ping was shocked by Shenyang Dasheng's confession.

This guy actually assigned him to abduct several juniors of the human race with sword spirit roots!

The reason why the location was chosen in the shallow sea of ​​stars is that there is no trace of the Great Sage's long-term activity in that sea area, and the background is not hard.

Moreover, the three supernatural forces look down on the interests of Qian Xinghai, and the degree of penetration is far inferior to that of Yuan and Kun Xinghai.

The most important thing is that Shen Yang finally invited him to explore the Immortal Sword Dojo together!
"The coordinates of the secret realm that Tianzong gave me are clearly in Yuan Xinghai."

"Why is there a fairy sword dojo in the endless sea?"

Although Chen Ping was puzzled, he didn't reveal any strangeness, and asked instead: "Fellow Daoist, why don't you tell me about the fairy sword dojo in detail."

"It has a lot to do with the ancient gods! If fellow daoists come back in 200 years, they will be able to catch up."

After revealing half of it, the Great Sage of Shenyang began to keep his mouth shut.

"This old guy, if I hadn't been able to do anything about him now, I would have sent him to the west with a sword."

Taking a deep breath, Chen Ping deliberated for a while, then nodded slowly, and said:
"Li took it, but the horse doesn't eat grass..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw the great sage Shenyang handing over a Taihe bottle.

Inside, fifty seventh-order spiritual springs are squeezed together.

"Li has just broken through the realm not long ago, and he doesn't have the treasure of opening the boundary on him. I wonder if he can exchange a few ninth-order ores with Fellow Daoist Canyang?"

His face softened a little, Chen Ping said tentatively.

He needs ten ninth-order ores to exchange for the Chaos Space Orb.

And with the value of the ninth-grade ore, all his belongings can be bought in batches.

Just a lack of channels.

"Li Daoyou offers a price, if it is Xianjing, you don't have to ask."

There is no abnormality in Shenyang.

The seventh-order spiritual spring is worthless to him.

But the ninth-order ore is just the opposite. If you are unlucky, it takes thousands of years to collect one.

……

A quarter of an hour later.

A ray of light flew out from the mountainside, walked all the way, and left Xiaoyang City without looking back.

"Shenyang, how did you drive him away?"

The first one to sense it was the eighth-order ancient race.

There was a hint of vigilance and confusion in Gu Shan's eyes.

"The Saint has invited him to explore the Fairy Sword Dojo."

The Great Sage Shenyang said with a smile: "Without the leadership of the human race, it is impossible for us to obtain the core benefits."

"Li Daoyou's strength is average at the eighth level, and he is on par with Ben Sheng and others. He is a very suitable partner for cooperation!"

If Chen Ping heard such belittling words, he would probably be complacent.

"The human race is insidious and cunning, fellow daoists are not afraid of capsized in the ditch."

The six eyes were aligned, and the voice of Gu Shan said loudly: "There is a traitor in my family, who only has half the blood of the human race, and has become extremely vicious. He will kill the creatures of our family without mercy."

"Hey, but the traitor's luck was at the end of his life, and he was finally stopped by the emperor, devouring his soul, and not even leaving her reincarnation!"

But obviously, the great sage of Shenyang didn't care much about Gu Shan's experience, he just said lightly:
"That fellow Daoist Li traded a few pieces of ninth-order ore with me, intending to refine a boundary-opening treasure."

"Although it is difficult to succeed in just 200 years, if the opening treasure is released, you and I will need to work together to suppress it."

Hearing this, Gu Shan's huge body suddenly shook.

In exchange for ore?

After realizing that a long-lost figure popped out of the sea, it quickly rejected it in disbelief.

In just a few thousand years, that person would never be able to advance from the God Transformation Realm to the eighth level!
It must be superfluous.

"My emperor only takes what I need, and my ancient clan can't take the inheritance of swordsmanship, and I don't have much interest in it."

After emphasizing it a bit, Gu Tsui dived into mid-air and hid himself again.

……

A whole year passed without interest.

A void thousands of miles away from Xiaoyang City.

A man in purple robe stared with his hands behind his back.

The eyes have remained unblinking to this day.

Chen Ping was quite puzzled.

The eighth-rank ancient clan in Xiancheng seems to have no intention of leaving Xiaoyang City in the short term.

As a result, he always lacked the opportunity to attack brazenly.

"never mind."

After frowning for a while, Chen Ping resolutely gave up.

Even if he uses all the means, he may not be able to leave behind an ancient man who is proficient in space art.

Now is not the best time to deal with this beast.

After re-planning, he quietly retreated into the distance.

……

More than ten years later.

A beam of fierce sword light rushed out from the hazy gray area, and plunged into the vast sea of ​​stars.

The barriers on both sides are like separate waves, constantly splitting to make way.

"My seat's escape speed at this moment is no weaker than that of Dao Changing Realm!"

In the light of the sword, Chen Ping's heart was a little surging.

It only took more than ten years to rush from Xiaoyang City to Yuan Xinghai.

After the skyrocketing attainment of space, his escaping speed has already reached the level of a great saint.

This is also one of the reasons why he does not take the superpower's cross-border spaceship.

Ordinary flying boats are far slower than him.

In addition, cross-border shuttle is a good way to hone space skills.

Under the washing of Daoshi's rules, his mana has changed qualitatively, and he also has a solid foundation to support the long flight.

"The first stop of the big show, Tongyuan Xingchen!"

After teleporting for a few days, Chen Ping came to the top of a gray and white star.

Tongyuan Xingchen, a big star ranked high in Yuan Xinghai.

There are three super powers distributed on it.

Of course, Chen Ping came here with the attitude of a friendly transaction.

He exchanged for four ninth-rank ores from the Great Sage of Shenyang with a third-rank fire-attribute Dao Seed carrying object.

There are still a few missing.

The prosperous Tongyuan Xingchen is a good choice.

Chen Ping thought very directly.

In 200 years, if the rules of space cannot transform the Dao Seed, whether he will return to Xiaoyang City to attend the appointment is still a matter of debate.

After all, there are many ways for him to improve his means, and he doesn't have to enter the Immortal Sword Dojo to seek opportunities.

"According to Shenyang's information, there are no five-decay powerhouses among the stars in Tongyuan."

"Such creatures are extremely rare in Kunxinghai. The probability of bumping into one is lower than hanging tofu on a rope."

Thinking about it, Chen Ping's breath suddenly restrained, and slowly merged into the film of stars.

What he didn't notice was that, after a few breaths, the place where it disappeared in place, together with the black mysterious light, printed the outline of a stalwart figure.

"This little guy is interesting."

Xuan Guang let out a chuckle, and immediately collapsed like a bubble.

……

Tongyuan stars are one of the congenital stars.

After the membrane of the stars broke, Chen Ping continued to fall.

"The great saint of the human race stops!"

But in the blink of an eye, Chen Ping's ears moved, and shouts rang out from all directions.

More than a dozen thick golden arcs shot out.

After tumbling, it turned into an overwhelming electric flood dragon, and slammed down fiercely.

"Eighth-rank demon saint?"

Chen Ping was startled, and immediately flickered, passing by here in a flash.

Looking back again, his expression was already gloomy.

After those electric flood dragons smashed through the air, a golden arc restriction covering more than ten thousand miles was formed below.

Clearly shut him out.

Tongyuan Xingchen prohibits the entry of the great powers of the human race?

With a flash of his eyes, Chen Ping immediately swallowed his anger and prepared to quit.

He is not familiar with the place, so if he attracts a big demon from Nirvana, he may be in danger.

"Tongyuan Xingchen is holding a monster blood competition recently. In recent decades, it's better not to come here alone!"

However, just as Chen Ping wanted to leave, an extremely gentle voice suddenly came from three feet away.

Compared with the previous golden flood attack, Chen Ping felt like falling into an ice cave, his eyes flashed with horror.

"Xiao Zhong, you haven't sensed this person's aura in your gravity field?"

Chen Ping's palpitations were heard through sound transmission.

"Master, he... he's the five bad guys!"

Xiao Zhong replied tremblingly.

After a hasty exchange between master and servant, a gentle middle-aged man flashed out from a crack in space.

It's hard to say how noble the whole body is.

At a glance, Chen Ping seemed to have returned to the time when he first went to school and lived with his wife for the first time thousands of years ago.

A kind of spontaneous convincing.

This person was wearing a black robe, and smiled at Chen Ping in an easy-going manner. Then, his sleeves bulged towards Lei Hai below.

"If it's someone Mo, how dare your demon clan not welcome him?"

The arrogant words blurted out, and then his sleeves fluttered against the wind.

In an instant, it turned into a black vortex with a radius of thousands of feet.

"Boom!"

The strong suction in the vortex is daunting, flying sand and rocks, space trees, including the golden arc electric light restriction, all disappeared.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is ruined.

"Swallowing supernatural powers!"

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes in shock.

It's not that he hasn't encountered creatures who master the devouring rules.

But compared with this repair, it can't be on the stage at all.

At this time, even the arrogant eighth-rank demon just now hid his flags and did not dare to show his head again.

"The human camp formed by Mo has already overwhelmed Yuan Xinghai. If you don't dislike it, you can borrow one or two in the future, and it may be unimpeded."

The man in black robe nodded to Chen Ping, followed him as if he didn't care about him, and shot into Tongyuan Xingchen on his own.

……

After a long while, Chen Ping had bitterness in his mouth, but he still didn't realize it was true.

The five decliners who claimed to be Mo?
Isn't this Yuan Xinghai's contemporary giant of the human race, Mo Shiying?
It is said that this person sits at the junction of the Endless Sea and the Deep Star Sea.

He is one of the very few stars in the star realm who has always maintained the orthodoxy of the human race.

Shen Yang and the others are still friendly to the human race, most of the relationship is because they are afraid of Mo Shiying behind them!
"After becoming a saint, this seat may not have the pattern of Senior Mo."

Bowing slightly in the direction where the black-robed Taoist disappeared, Chen Ping turned around and flew away without hesitation.

Tongyuan Xingchen is actually holding a blood competition for the monster clan.

Now there are a lot of masters in this star.

He had to stay away from the vicinity temporarily, and even leave Yuan Xinghai first.

……

The place where the stars flicker.

After marching for several days and nights, Chen Ping's figure suddenly stopped.

"Senior Mo?"

He tried to call out.

"Master, he is a dignified delinquent, why is he following you?"

Qi Ling said speechlessly.

"Too."

Nodding his head, Chen Ping jumped up suddenly and flew into a space channel.

Taking advantage of the disturbance in the vicinity, he folded his body and put it on frantically.

Qi Ling can be simple, but he can't.

Being able to live till now is due to his ability to save others by himself.

Just like that, Chen Ping disappeared in the violent space storm.

Walking out of the golden bead again, he has come thousands of miles away!

"Let's go to Qian Xinghai first and tie up a few juniors with sword spirit roots."

"By the way, go back to Yuexianchen for a walk, and say goodbye to the old friends who haven't died yet."

"Cultivating immortals is like this, and separation is the main theme."

After finishing his psychological preparation, Chen Ping disappeared into the void without any waves, and walked away with his sword.

(End of this chapter)