Tens of thousands of miles away in the northeast of the Starry Sky Ancient City, a desolate place, overlooking the far side, full of large and small stones, stretching for millions of miles is full of Gobi Desert.

Usually this is definitely a place where birds don't, and no one will survive in such a place, except for some miners looking for spirit cores, or cultivators who come here once in a while, and no one usually appears here all year round.

In the Gobi Desert, Wang Ping sat on the ground blackened, with no signs of life on his body, and his breathing and pulse all stopped.

Next to him, a golden Jiao was jumping up and down, scratching his ears and cheeks in a hurry, but he couldn't do anything about it, he could only watch Wang Ping like a piece of dead wood.

"Lao Tzu fights!"

Jin Jiao hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth, and used his divine power to cough up a drop of true dragon blood, which was its natal true blood, a total of only seven drops, and it cost some last time.

The true dragon's blood did not fall, but was suspended in mid-air, dripping and spinning, emitting a blazing red light, which was particularly strange.

After hesitating for a while, Jin Jiao waved his claws, and the true dragon blood floated towards Wang Ping, becoming larger in the blink of an eye, enveloping Wang Ping inside, and the true dragon blood slowly seeped into the pores of Wang Ping's body, moisturizing his body.

Jin Jiao's flesh hurt for a while, this is its natal true blood, whether it can recover to the peak realm in the future True Dragon Blood occupies a big reason, giving Wang Ping this drop of true dragon blood is equivalent to removing half of his life.

"Boy, Ben Long is desperate to save you, you can't drop the chain, you have to give me a life."

Jin Jiao shattered his thoughts, muttering how precious his true dragon blood was while calling Wang Ping's name, hoping for a miracle, constantly circling around his body.

Wang Ping, who had absorbed the true dragon's blood, still showed no signs of recovery, and Jin Jiao had been waiting by his side for three days and three nights, Wang Ping had no reaction, as if he was really dead.

"Boy, you don't have to be righteous, this dragon even has a drop of real dragon blood from you, the real dragon blood has the effect of bringing the dead back to life, even if you are really dead, you should be able to come back to life, what is going on with you?"

On the fourth day, Jin Jiao was almost desperate, and said that this was impossible, and such a thing should not happen!

But reality is reality after all, Jin Jiao waited until the evening of the fourth day before he was completely disappointed, looking up to the sky with an angry roar, rolling sound waves shook for hundreds of miles, and the wind and clouds changed.

"Thief God, you don't have eyes! For tens of thousands of years, is it easy to produce an ice and fire body? Since you've made him an Ice and Fire Body, why don't you give him a chance to grow......"

Jin Jiao scolded for half an hour, scolding almost all the swear words he knew, and then said with a lonely expression: "Boy, although we haven't been together for a long time, Ben Long recognizes you as a brother, since you have fallen, then return to dust and return to dust!" ”

Wang Ping can't hide how many good things he has on him, he has always coveted Wang Ping's Demon Suppression Tower and the Three Emperor Seals, but now that Wang Ping is really dead, he doesn't want it anymore.

With an angry roar, Jin Jiao instantly became more than a foot long, the golden scales all over his body reflected the light, and a big paw emitted a ray of light, digging a deep pit on the ground in a blink of an eye, beckoning, taking Wang Ping's body over, gently placing it in the pit, and then slowly covering it with dirt and gravel.

In the end, Jin Jiao let out a long roar, and a divine dragon swung its tail, rolling up the nearby dirt and gravel, piling up a large grave, and then, with a flash, disappeared into the air, and when it reappeared, it was already a hundred miles away.

It was going to tell Lan Lan about it, in this world, if Wang Ping had real relatives, then there was no one else but Lan Lan, and now that he was gone, he naturally had to sue Lan Lan.

The desert is lonely, and the sun sets on the long river!

There is no lonely smoke here, and there is no long river, but the artistic conception here is more desolate than in the poem, because on this land, a large tomb with a height of three meters suddenly appeared.

After being buried deep in the ground, Wang Ping gradually showed some signs of life after the baptism of earth qi for a day and a night, and the dragon qi under the earth was attracted by the true dragon blood, and slowly gathered here.

After Wang Ping experienced the nirvana of death, a drop of true dragon blood that can bring people back to life was integrated into his body, and with the nourishment of the earth's leylines, he was finally successfully resurrected.

In fact, Wang Ping did not die at the beginning, after experiencing the thunder tribulation, he entered a kind of ethereal realm of suspended animation, and his vitality was completely gone, which was a test that the ice and fire body must go through.

Wang Ping wanted to thank Jin Jiao, it did not hesitate to lose his life element, gave him a drop of true dragon blood, and buried her underground, absorbed the dragon qi underground, and truly became consummated.

This is also a coincidence, if Jin Jiao hadn't buried him in the ground, and hadn't come into contact with the earth's qi, he would definitely not have recovered his vitality so quickly.

Although he had regained his vitality, Wang Ping still hadn't woken up, but the various technical functions of his body had slowly recovered, except for the lack of breathing, the Taiji Diagram in the dantian had expanded three times and was running slowly.

The sea of consciousness is ethereal, Wang Ping's consciousness is already awake, observing the things in his own sea of consciousness in the sea of consciousness, the Three Emperor Seals have been nourished by their divine consciousness for a period of time, and there are already faint signs of recovery, not to mention the Demon Suppression Tower, which itself is a perfect Extreme Dao Holy Soldier, but there is only one layer.

In the corner of Zhihai, there is also a pile of fire crystal jade, which Wang Ping is preparing to use to cast his natal magic weapon for himself, which can be called a peerless immortal treasure.

Wang Ping wondered, it stands to reason that the orange flame area would definitely not be able to stop the footsteps of the Great Sage, or the Sage, or the Supreme Man, why didn't anyone else find it?

The preciousness of the fire crystal jade is comparable to the material of the Supreme Holy Soldier, any piece taken out can make the entire God Realm crazy, this is the exclusive immortal material of the Supreme, and it is absolutely impossible for idlers to get it.

Some huge sects or ancient families can definitely tear their faces and fight for such immortal treasures, and even have infamy on their backs, because it is too precious.

Back then, when the emperor was killed in the divine realm, he went on an expedition to the starry sky, and he didn't find a suitable immortal material to refine the Extreme Dao Holy Soldier, and finally refined his body into a seven-story demon suppression tower, which shows how precious these immortal treasures are.

From the thunderstorm, Wang Ping captured some of the road marks of the avenue, intertwined in the sky above the sea of knowledge, Wang Ping intertwined these road marks into the shape of his own tripod, and perfected the tripod cover.

The tripod cover is a gyroscope-shaped, with a pointed end, which can be intertwined with ice and fire divine power to urge out, and the destructive power is amazing, Wang Ping just finished conceiving the tripod cover and felt an awe-inspiring killing intent.