The Red Xuan Ghost Realm, deep in the endless mountains.

Qin Ping's figure quickly swam among them, taming some fierce beasts from time to time. When I met a good product, I didn't forget to arrest it.

"Looks like this is the place?"

In the middle of the rapid journey, Qin Ping stopped on the top of a mountain. In front of him, there was suddenly a black mist cliff abyss, bottomless, even if the Eye of Shura was activated, it was difficult to see the scene below.

The mysterious place under this abyss is the place where the ghost dragon king was born. It's just that now the Ghost Spirit Dragon King has become a Netherworld Bone Dragon.

After staring here for a while, Qin Ping, who was on the edge of the cliff, suddenly jumped down, his figure flying like a swallow in the air, stepping on the cliff wall, and speeding down.

Sou!

His speed was extremely fast, and he saw that between the black mist surging below, the whole figure had disappeared into the depths of the abyss.

Not long after Qin Ping left, a mysterious figure floated like the wind, silently appearing where Qin Ping was standing just now.

The figure was shrouded in a black cloak, and was covered in a mysterious gray-white mist, curling and slow, and it was completely impossible to peek into the breath of the person in the mist, let alone expect to see the other person's face.

This strange being floated around for a while, and suddenly its body bent down, and the gray mist on its body also descended, surging and spreading on the ground.

His head was lowered slightly, and his nose under the cloak was close to the ground, and he was actually sniffing something, which looked very strange. After a while, this mysterious existence suddenly floated in the air, like a black death jellyfish, and the black robe swayed and stirred in the fog, almost like swimming in the air, quickly swept a few circles, and then soared into the sky, disappearing into the clouds above.

For this mysterious existence, Qin Ping never had any perception from beginning to end.

At this moment, he was rushing towards the abyss at a great speed. As we went deeper, it became dark below, and a terrifying cold aura began to permeate. This kind of coldness is very terrifying, it makes people shudder, and the spirit is a little stiff, as if it is about to be frozen. What's even more terrifying is that this kind of cold is a real cold. The temperature under the abyss was simply terrifyingly low, and between the drops, Qin Ping couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body, and he felt that his blood was going to clot. In the end, Qin Ping had to urge the beast yuan to protect his whole body in order to ensure that he was not affected.

"Is this where Nether Wurm is laid out? It's terrifying!"

After scurrying downward for ten minutes, Qin Ping finally reached the bottom of the abyss. Beneath this abyss, the cold air of Mori Bai is like a spread of milk, slowly and strangely thickening. Everything was frozen by the terrifying forest cold, and even the wild aura of the Red Xuan Ghost Realm was dispelled by this cold.

However, Qin Ping knew that the wild aura had not been dispelled. The cold that pervades this place is actually the unique wild atmosphere under this abyss.

These wild breaths do not belong to the Red Xuan Ghost Realm, but originate from another world, a realm called the Netherworld.

The wild aura originating from the netherworld has been permeating here for a long time, merging with the power between heaven and earth, and under the influence of some mysterious factors, it has turned into all this that Qin Ping sees now.

"The wild breath of such a domineering is naturally with a kind of charm of the law, diffusing out, gathering the energy of heaven and earth on its own, and deriving such an extremely cold Gang qi, but unfortunately it is a little worse after all!"

Qin Ping walked at the bottom of the abyss, secretly observing, feeling a little pity.

He is here today for two purposes. One is to explore this place, understand the layout of the Nether Wurm clan in the ancient past, and at the same time obtain the fire that resurrects the Nether Bone Dragon here. Second, it's naturally for the sake of cultivating a means.

This method was inherited from the Nine Shadows Fox Dream Qin Tian, which was derived from the innate ability of Dream Qin Tian in the past years combined with his own ontology, passed down, and placed in the divinity. When Qin Ping returned to the ancient times through the Nine Shadows Fox Baby, he successfully activated its bloodline and successfully opened this inheritance.

It is a killing technique, implying the meaning of the law, called the Nine Shades Extreme Cold Explosion, with Qin Ping's current state, the reversal of the ancient meaning of the million wheels, will only reach the threshold of cultivation. However, for the inheritance of the Nine Shadows Fox, it is only the most basic part.

If you want to cultivate this Nine Shades Extreme Cold Explosion, you need to use special external conditions, such as this forest cold.

Under the nine shades, the forest is extremely cold, and the wild atmosphere between heaven and earth is like this. The best place to cultivate the Nine Shades of Extreme Cold Explosion is, of course, in the Nine Shades Realm. It's a pity that the horror of the Nine Netherworlds is not inferior to the Hell Realm, and it is even higher than the Netherworld, which is definitely not something that the current Qin Ping can go to.

Therefore, Qin Ping could only retreat to the next best thing to take advantage of the cold and darkness here.

It's a pity that after walking under the abyss for a while, I found that the cold and cold qi here still couldn't meet the requirements.

Qin Ping was not in a hurry, just wandered quietly.

The Eye of Shura secretly urged, and under looking around, he found that under this abyss was simply a huge cold storage, throughout the ages, I don't know how many fierce beasts came here intentionally or unintentionally, and finally were frozen to death here, some of them were stiff and cold, and they looked lifelike, and they touched it slightly with their hands, but they turned into powder in an instant.

"This ghost spirit dragon king is worthy of being a descendant of the Netherworld Wulong, and it is incredible that he can withstand the cold here!"

Qin Ping was secretly surprised in his heart, and walked in one direction, as if he had entered a no-man's land. As long as you endure the cold, this place is actually very safe. For the vast majority of living beings, this place is completely off-limits to life.

Qin Ping wasn't worried about what fierce beasts were entrenched here.

If there is, it is the best, it must be a strange species, just surrendered to the hand, cultivating the fire, and returning to the ancients.

Along the way, there was a huge slope, and Qin Ping found that he was gradually walking into a cave.

Inside the grotto, the cold air accumulated, and it was even more terrifying, the more inward, the more terrifying. In the cold, there was a strange fluctuation in the air, as if there was some kind of strong undercurrent, constantly gushing out from the depths of the cave.

Qin Ping kept his modest and continued to walk forward, gradually feeling that only the Beast Yuan Body Protector was no longer enough, and quietly sacrificed the Ten Thousand Spirit Horn Divine Armor.

After walking for about half a day, Qin Ping felt that something was wrong.

"It's strange that the space in this cave is actually twisted and stretched?!"

Qin Ping realized the problem. His speed is actually not slow, half a day is enough to go thousands of miles. However, they still couldn't make it to the end of the cavern.

Qin Ping couldn't help but speed up, about another day, his vision lit up, and he saw a figure in front of him, all kneeling on the ground, his armor was torn, his blade was broken, and his body was wounded, like an ancient sculpture, standing quietly.

If those people stand up straight, they are afraid that they can be three meters tall, and to today's human beings, they are like giants.

"It's ...... Terrans in the wilderness?"

Qin Ping's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but shudder. It's too cold here, and the protection of the Ten Thousand Soul Horn Divine Armor is starting to fail. Qin Ping felt that his body was becoming stiff, his heart and soul were trembling, his spirit was gloomy, and his perception was not good.

He had to stop, secretly horrified. His Ten Thousand Soul Horn Divine Armor hadn't been further improved for a long time, and it wasn't much of a problem in normal times. In the current situation, it is simply difficult to cope.

"It's just a place where the Netherworld Wulong is buried, but it's actually so cold, it seems that this Ten Thousand Spirit Horn God Armor has to be raised as soon as possible!"

Qin Ping's thoughts flashed in his heart, his gaze went forward, and he swept past those barbarian human races, and saw that in the cold air of the forest, a strange wildness was lingering, forming a strange shape, as if it was some kind of sigil.

Beneath the wild sigil, there was suddenly a hole.

In the space within the entrance of the cave, there was the flame of the resurrection of the Nether Bone Dragon.

That hole was no longer a mile away from Qin Ping, but it was such a short distance, but it was no longer something that Qin Ping could surpass now.

Qin Ping carefully observed for a while, took out a Boundary Void Stone, quietly placed it nearby, and then sacrificed the Heavenly Tiger Palace, breaking through the sky and leaving here.

Qin Ping returned to Tianmu Mountain.

Thinking back to the scene in the depths of the cave under the abyss, those barbarian human races who were kneeling on the ground described a fact to Qin Ping.

- In the ancient wilderness years, there was a great battle between the human orcs and the races from the Hell's Path. Eventually, humanity managed to defeat them.

The ancient war scene is unimaginable today. Qin Ping only got a glimpse of it from the broken armor, broken blades, and scars all over the body of the dozens of barbarian terrans.

That place, Qin Ping would definitely go, but now it is relatively reluctant.

The chill was terrifying, and he couldn't get close to the entrance.

Leaving the Void Stone is to prepare for it again. This trip is just equivalent to stepping on the point. When he returned to the Ghost God Mountain, he was to cultivate the Ten Thousand Soul Horn Divine Armor.

The inheritance of the Blood Wolf Horn Divine Armor, as well as the inheritance of the Blood Wolf God's Hand, have also been successfully opened when cultivating with the Blood Wolf Divine Descendant.

What Qin Ping has obtained now is a complete and uncut genuine version.

"It's worthy of the inheritance of the gods, even if it's the most basic, it's actually a law ......"

Within the leyline, Qin Ping wholeheartedly comprehended the cultivation method of the Ten Thousand Spirit Horn Divine Armor. With Qin Ping's current realm, there is no shortcut to everything that involves the cultivation of the Fa. The corner of technology can't help him for the time being.

Qin Ping was not discouraged and was very confident in himself.

The Ten Thousand Spirit Horn Divine Armor he cultivated, although it was a variant of the Blood Wolf Horn Divine Armor, was already very different from the Blood Wolf Horn Divine Armor.

What Qin Ping has to do now is to take the method from it, so that the Ten Thousand Spirit Horn Divine Armor can be improved, and it is good to be able to give full play to the advantages of his more than a hundred ancient meanings, and it is not necessary for him to fully comprehend all the mysteries of the Blood Wolf Horn Divine Armor.

Woo, woo, woo......

Accompanied by the sound of the Dao horn, Qin Ping went all out to comprehend it, focusing on learning how to use the ancient meaning of the Blood Wolf Horn Divine Armor to forge and refine the armor.

With a strong mind, rational operation analysis, and the assistance of the Horn of Science and Technology, within three days, Qin Ping would have gained something, and in two days, the upgrade and improvement of the Ten Thousand Soul Horn Divine Armor had been completed.

In the past year, Qin Ping has studied dozens of beast recipes, and he has created dozens of them, as if he has become an expert in beast recipes, and he has a lot of experience.

All of a sudden, the beast element on Qin Ping's body surged, and the ancient meaning appeared, and a fast armor piece emerged, changing life and death, and constantly trying. Between the operation of thinking, control one's own wildness, and revise and improve thousands of times.

Ten days have passed, and in the dark, only a crisp sound was heard, and Qin Ping suddenly covered his whole body with his armor.

The armor is restrained, the armor pieces are superimposed, and the pieces of armor are like ink crystals, in which the beast element surges, and various beast shadows appear and disappear from time to time, forming a mysterious armor, which fits the whole body, as if it is a part of the body.

How strong is the protection of this armor?

Qin Ping's heart moved, and when he turned his hand, the butterfly had already appeared, and he suddenly exerted all his strength, aiming at his chest and suddenly slashing across it.

Phew!

The debris shot out, the light flashed, and the terrifying force swept Qin Ping out entirely.

He looked down and found that there was a crack in his chest, and with the sharpness of a butterfly, he could not completely cut the protection of this armor under his violent blow, but only left a deep scratch on the armor, and the mark was not even at all, which showed how great resistance it suffered when the butterfly's blade swept by.

"Although the consumption is not small, the effect is really good!"

Qin Ping was very satisfied with the current Ten Thousand Spirit Horn Divine Armor, but he didn't feel much of a surprise.

There are more than 100 ancient meanings, each with a million wheels, modeled after the law of the beast god, if there is no such protective effect as now, wouldn't it prove that the body of all souls and Qin Ping's concept are in vain?!

"Now that the Ten Thousand Spirit Horn Divine Armor has been completed, it's time to go and find out!"

The thought flashed in Qin Ping's heart, and after a while, the beast yuan recovered to perfection and flashed into the Heavenly Tiger Palace.

As soon as the space moved, Qin Ping had already appeared in Xiao Qintian, and if he moved again, he had reached the depths of the cave under the abyss of the Chixuan Ghost Realm.

Qin Ping came out of the Heavenly Tiger Palace, put away the Boundary Void Stone, and looked around at Si Qin, everything was the same as before. With the addition of the Ten Thousand Spirit Horn Divine Armor, the chill here can no longer help Qin Ping.

In a flash, Qin Ping came to the group of barbarian human races.

They are dead in the ancient past, and even their own wildness has been erased by the cold of the forest.

It's like a monument, like a historical evidence, and their bodies are frozen here forever.

"Can the aliens on the road to hell be defeated in the ancient past?"

Qin Ping looked at these ancient human beings, and his heart was agitated. He couldn't help but wonder, what happened to these people who chased them here, so that they were damaged here?

Thinking like this in his heart, Qin Ping's gaze couldn't help but sweep towards the entrance of the cave. The answer seems to be hidden at the other end of the hole.

Qin Ping didn't rush down, but released the Nine Shadows Fox.

Such a place is the paradise of its survival.

Sure enough, as soon as the Nine Shadows Fox came out, it seemed extremely active, shaking its whole body, fluctuating wildly, and frantically devouring the cold here.

Qin Ping also sat down at the entrance of the cave, carefully observing the wild sigil. The sigil was not a seal, but a natural condensation, formed by the wildness leaking from the cave and the energy of heaven and earth outside.

Those wildness are not simple, they already contain some kind of law.

"Hold the entrance to the cave for me!"

Qin Ping observed for a while, and suddenly commanded in his heart, the Ten Thousand Tribulation Spiritual Secret in his body had been urged to the extreme, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the talisman in front of him, only to feel a terrifying chill coming to his face, and the current Ten Thousand Soul Horn Divine Armor was difficult to resist the cold that it was engulfing.

Qin Ping didn't hesitate at all, and when he opened his mouth, he actually swallowed the rune that was derived from the wild aura.

Click, click!

Qin Ping's complexion changed rapidly, and he felt that his blood and soul seemed to be frozen in an instant.

He didn't panic, the Wild Forge roared, and the heart ape in it swooped out, swooping down on it, swallowing the sigil.

The sigil then shook, and the cold fluctuated, instantly causing the heart ape to disintegrate, turning into a white ghostly wurm carved from ice crystals, soaring, straight into Qin Ping's heart.

At the same time, the cold wildness of Qin Wai also gathered towards Qin Ping, and soon it was a mess, forming a mysterious and terrifying cold world.

From the outside, Qin Ping looked as if he had been sealed in a 10,000-year-old ice crystal.

"Kill!"

Qin Ping's soul burst out with murderous intent in his soul, and he was suddenly using this wild nature to attract the Tribulation of the Heart Ape, so as to cultivate the Ten Thousand Tribulations Psychic Technique.

Under conditions like this, the calamity of the heart ape that was triggered was already extraordinary.

In the past, Qin Ping resolved the calamity of this heart ape, and he was all killed with a fierce and domineering killing machine. And now, he is as murderous as a knife, and it is difficult to kill this Netherworld Ice Dragon.

Every time he was slain, the ancient wildness seemed to be stimulated. The ancient wild aura was stimulated, and the cold power of the Nether Ice Dragon skyrocketed.

This catastrophe seems to be impossible to kill!

However, this is not the case.

Although the calamity has not been extinguished, the eternal calamity psychic formula is constantly breaking through.

Every time Qin Ping slashed with killing intent, it was all a blazing killing intent, and he would strike a heart, like a blade that cut the sky and the earth, upholding his spiritual will, and frantically slashing the centripetal demon. Each blow fell, cracking the tremor of the Nether Ice Dragon's slash.

One slash and one catastrophe, this is Qin Ping's current state.

High risk and high reward, this is Qin Ping's domineering and madness at this time. With each catastrophe, a mysterious aura descended, blending into Qin Ping's soul, bringing him a sense of soul growth.

What exactly this mysterious aura is, Qin Ping now knows. Chen Ting'er said that it was the spirit of heaven and earth. The energy of heaven and earth nourishes all things, and the spirit of heaven and earth gives birth to all souls. The energy of heaven and earth is always there, but the spirit of heaven and earth is hard to find.

This is where the preciousness of the Myriad Psychic Recipe lies. You can use the heart ape robbery to capture the spirit of heaven and earth. This beast recipe can not only strengthen the body, but also strengthen the soul and soul!