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Before the tip of the knife could be returned to its sheath, Wang Yin suddenly shone brightly.

The light is very dazzling, and Rao is death tyrant outfit also has a light to shine through.

Feeling the feeling of being illuminated by Wang Yin's light, Sun Ping looked at the slashing knife in his right hand.

On the slashing blade, the golden light was swallowed by the blade, and faint golden patterns began to appear on it.

Looking at these patterns, Sun Ping was even more curious, so he simply sat on the ground, took out the Wang Yin, and put it on the slashing knife. Anyway, Uncle Mijin didn't speak, so it shouldn't be harmful.

In the light, a figure appeared.

This man was wearing a black trench coat, and there were golden silk threads spreading on his clothes, which added a lot of imperial aura to him.

"This is the king's seal?" Uncle Migami said coldly.

It was the first time for Sun Ping to see the Imperial God materialized in the Corpse Soul Realm, and he was a little curious.

After looking at Wang Yin for a while, Uncle Yushen snorted and said, "You are very good at taking advantage, anyway, the spirit son who turned into light is wasted, since this is the case, then I will give you some cheapness." ”

As soon as the words fell, the light of the Wang Yin disappeared, turning into a golden mist, which was swallowed by the slashing sword.

"What are these lights? Did it work? ”

"It's nothing, I'm just converting it into energy." Because Uncle Goshen was not illuminated by the light of the king's seal, his figure faded and finally disappeared.

Sun Ping immediately opened the exchange window, and sure enough, his information was changing.

Name: Sun Ping

Spirit Power Level: Sixth Rank

Spirit Pressure Level: Sixth-class Spiritual Power

Rei storage: 102 points

Exchange point: 7 points

Redeemed: Instant Sky Kill, Ignorant Divine Romance Jiaolong, Flying Swordflow, Sky Dragon Flash, Flash, Sky Star

Passive Skills: Blade Drawing Mastery, Gandalf Sign

Reiko storage is slowly increasing.

This thing is Sun Ping's last resort, generally not used, the stored spirit son can allow him to temporarily improve the first-class spirit power, of course, the more storage, the better.

Seeing that the value was slowly increasing little by little, Sun Ping folded his hands and began to pray.

"The Lingting Teleportation is slower, it's better to make something go wrong, slow down, if something goes wrong, Nirvana, I will definitely not let you go."

During his prayer, the light of the king's seal lasted for five minutes before finally calming down. At this time, Sun Ping opened his eyes, looked at the points stored by Lingzi, and found that it was 130 points.

Oh, it's still too little, at least a hundred, right?

Holding the Wang Yin, Sun Ping begged: "Wang Yin, Wang Yin, flash my eyes again, please." ”

But Wang Yin was still unremarkable, and nothing happened. Isn't there a sense of autonomy?

"Hey, I've come all the way to pick you up, won't you give more?" Sun Ping grabbed the Wang seal and wanted to throw it out.

At this moment, a pattern lit up not far away, as if someone had teleported over.

Sun Ping, who was shocked, immediately withdrew Wang Yin back into the space of the slashing knife, grabbed the slashing knife, and stared at the pattern coldly.

The light flickered, the pattern disappeared, and in its place, an old man with gray hair and beard stood there.

It's a little familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere, and the scar on his face, and the rune paper in his hand, by the way, the man in gray I saw for the first time was him.

Sun Ping expected that he was the leader of the gray-clothed man, and said coldly: "Old man, did you come to find Wang Yin?" Sorry, that thing flew away on its own. ”

The old man in gray snorted coldly and said, "I didn't expect that you, a little god of death who had just entered the thirteenth team of the Imperial Court, turned out to be the biggest variable, but I didn't expect it." ”

"My name is Sun Ping, not the biggest variable."

"Hmph, in Shimogujing Teng, the king of the Lingling Court two thousand years ago, no one dared to speak to me in such a tone."

Sun Ping was a little speechless, he had stepped down for 2,000 years, what kind of shelf was he putting up? Anyway, he is so old that he still dares to call himself the king of the Lingling Court?

What is Furui Fuji called? It's not domineering at all, I originally thought that the name of the King of the Ling Court was also very domineering, but I didn't expect it to be like this, Lao Tzu still has a stomachache.

Frowning, Sun Ping whispered: "That, okay, I'm the biggest variable, uh, old man, I want to tell you, that biggest variable killed your grandson, what should we do next?" ”

Furui Teng was stunned, carefully felt the spiritual pressure nearby, and after feeling the faint aura behind him, he hurriedly turned around and looked behind.

After seeing the two people lying on the ground, Furui Teng immediately ran over, picked up the gray-clothed man with glasses, and exclaimed: "Dou, don't, you, you, why is this happening?" ”

"It's not because you've done it yourself." Sun Ping said with emotion on the side.

Anyway, now that his sixth-rank spiritual power is stable, plus the complete initiation and flashing, he should be able to fight him for three hundred rounds.

Furui Fuji's beard trembled, staring at Sun Ping coldly, looking like he was going to kill him.

The gray-clothed man with glasses called Dou grabbed Furui Teng's clothes and said with a smile: "Grandpa, don't blame him, he ...... I...... I'm tired, I'm ...... Happy. ”

With that, the man with glasses lost his life and closed his eyes. Now, he's gone forever.

Furui Teng was even more angry, put down his grandson with trembling hands, slowly straightened his waist, and said angrily: "Kill my grandson, I will lock you up and torture you forever, so that your life is worse than death." ”

Sun Ping didn't wait for him to attack, slashed the sword back into its sheath, and said lightly: "Cut everything, Imperial Soul." ”

With a bang, all the grass in the area around Sun Ping was shaken into powder by the suddenly increased spiritual pressure, and it was blown up by the tornado, circling around Sun Ping again and again.

"Enable the Storage of Spirits." In order to kill with one blow, Sun Ping said silently in his heart.

At the same time, Sun Ping's spiritual pressure increased again, and in the blink of an eye, he broke through the bottleneck and jumped directly to the seventh-rank spiritual power.

A complete understanding could not make Sun Ping improve his first-level spiritual power, but only increased his spiritual pressure a little, and it was still within the sixth-level spiritual power. But now after using the stored spirit son, his level has directly jumped to the apex of the seventh-rank spiritual power, and he is only a piece of paper away from the eighth-rank spiritual power.

"You are very strong, and you cultivate very quickly, and the ability of the sword is also very strong, but it's a pity, because I want to break the soul sleep and lock knot today, so that you will never be an immortal god." Gujing Teng's spiritual pressure was also released, staring at Sun Ping coldly.

He was a captain-level powerhouse more than 2,000 years ago, and after more than 2,000 years of cultivation, he had reached the pinnacle, and Sun Ping's seventh-rank spiritual power was like a child in front of him.

"Avenge my grandchildren." Furui Teng yelled and threw out all the rune paper in his hand.

Furui Teng's strength is not comparable to his grandson, the speed of the rune paper flying out is very fast, and before Sun Ping can react, he has already flown into the tornado, so shocked that he can only dodge immediately.

Jumping to the side, before he could see the situation in front of him, he suddenly warned that there was danger behind him.

Without thinking so much, Sun Ping immediately bounced to the side again, ready to use the instant step to escape.

Mom, his rune paper is too fast, it's not an opponent at all, so let's go.

"Mission, kill Furui Teng within two hours, the task reward is 30 exchange points, and the failure penalty: Sun Ping is dead."