Wang Ping was a little distracted in his heart, and it seems that these quasi-emperor's holy soldiers can find some evidence in classical Chinese myths and legends! Could it be that the Divine Realm and ancient China are inextricably linked, or that there were once a large number of people on the earth who came to the Divine Realm?

There is a tower among these quasi-emperor holy soldiers, which was broken by the Heixuan Emperor just now, and it should be the prototype of the tower of Li Jing, the king of Tota, including the Ding, there are very few people who have come to be a holy soldier in history, and Wang Ping doesn't remember which great god used the Ding as his holy soldier anyway.

Just when Wang Ping was shocked, the thunderstorms became even more violent, and all the thunderstorms became the appearance of the Extreme Dao Saint Soldiers, which scared Wang Ping's souls, what kind of rhythm is this? If there is such a thunderstorm now, then what kind of heavenly tribulation will it be when you are really on the right path? Could it be that Heaven will personally clean up after himself?

Thinking of this, Wang Ping had a feeling of speechlessness, but no matter what, now it is time to get through this difficulty first, and if he hangs up, he will not be qualified to win the future road.

Just entered the Starry Sky Road, there are countless cultivators who died in this duel, and the remaining cultivators are concerned, if it is not against the ancient clan, there will definitely be no such result, there are nine life ancient stars in the Starry Sky Road, and these nine stars are pregnant with different civilizations, but they are all strong for a while.

Wang Ping knew that on the road in the future, he would inevitably experience more strong people, and this was just the beginning, whether to incarnate as Shura or be compassionate, this is a question.

At this time, Wang Ping's mind suddenly appeared in the meaning of an ancient scripture, the ancient scripture was very short, and even Wang Ping didn't know when it appeared in his sea of knowledge.

There is an ancient word floating over the sea of knowledge, these ancient words are constantly flickering, and they are reorganized through a certain law, and each reorganization is a different artistic conception.

Gradually, Wang Ping calmed down, and no matter what happened to Emperor Xuan, he took back that wisp of divine consciousness, and there was a sound of hitting from the golden cymbal, and the chaotic body was also trying its best to break it, but the quasi-emperor holy soldier was not so easy to break.

At this moment, a palace composed of huge thunder and lightning suppressed Wang Ping, directly enveloping him in it.

"What's going on? How rebellious is this Wang Ping! can actually trigger such a catastrophe, it can be said that there is no one who is close to the cause, and there is no one who will come after! ”

With the gradual change of the Thunder Tribulation into various heirloom saint soldiers, people outside can also see the situation inside the Thunder Tribulation, although they can't see it really, but they can barely see a rough idea.

Some of the Holy Sons of the Terran race had their faces as ugly as eating dead children, they were also young cultivators, Wang Ping started later than them, but he had already left them far behind, they thought to themselves that if such a violent heavenly tribulation was on them, even if they had the forbidden technique, they would not be able to bear it, and they would inevitably be split into ashes in the end.

Nine stars first-line punch!

Wang Ping's mind suddenly appeared such a kind of fist intent, a middle-aged man with a majestic figure with black hair fluttering, standing in Wang Ping's sea of knowledge, looking at the eternals, looking at 100,000 years, slowly waving his hands, demonstrating boxing.

However, after only six punches, Wang Ping's Zhihai was in danger of collapsing, and the man also stopped and stopped demonstrating, as if he was thinking about the fist intent of the last three punches.

Wang Pingfu to the soul, the nine words on the Huaxia Dinghe shook out, each word represents a state in China, Kyushu is one, and it is the supreme.

At the same time, Wang Ping shook out the nine words on the lid of the tripod, and eighteen ancient characters lay across Wang Ping's sea of knowledge, and the majestic figure was shocked, and his eyes showed a look of joy, and he continued to evolve, but he did not have any strength, and he had no charm.

Wang Ping conjured up his own appearance in his sea of consciousness, and followed the figure of the majestic shore to deduce one move at a time.

At this time, he had already understood that this majestic figure was the Emperor of the Ages, but he didn't know when this Emperor of the Ages stayed in the sea of his knowledge.

After Wang Ping followed the deduction, he was shocked by this kind of fist intent, this is the secret technique of boxing that is really suitable for the ice and fire body, back to the basics, and extremely sublimated.

When one's cultivation reaches its limit, one often does not rely on any holy soldier, but uses one's own body as the best weapon.

Soon, Wang Ping was immersed in it, the figure of the great shore quietly disappeared, Wang Ping gradually realized a trace of the avenue of qi, the nine ancient characters on the Huaxia Ding represent the ancient period of Huaxia Kyushu, the precipitation is too strong, every word has a rhyme and luck in circulation.

The nine words on the lid are the main killing, the indomitable momentum, and the true meaning of destroying a qiē, Wang Ping gradually softened all of these together, and created his own nine-star first-line fist.

Qing, Xu, Yu, Yang, Ji...... Kyushu is the accumulation, and it is the foundation of the nine-star first-line boxing.

Pro, soldiers, fights, people, all, arrays, columns, fronts, lines, the nine secrets of Taoism are the front, invincible, and truly complete the incomplete nine-star first-line boxing.

"Ah......h

Wang Ping roared, his blood was like a tide, and the Nine Stars first-line fist unfolded, and three punches in a row smashed the palace intertwined with thunder and tribulation that was suppressed on his body, and strode out of it.

At this time, Emperor Xuan had already broken through from Qingding, his whole body was almost scorched, his long hair had disappeared, and his face was dark, as if he had just come out of a small coal kiln.

After seeing Wang Ping's three fists shatter the entire palace intertwined with thunder, his heart was cold, such an opponent was too terrifying to defeat.

"I'm unwilling!"

Emperor Xuan stood in the void, looking up to the sky and shouting, the whole person's temperament suddenly changed, a huge change, the bloodline of the ancient emperor was completely activated, and the whole person became extremely dangerous.

As an ancient prince, who doesn't have some means to save their lives? Emperor Xuan is no exception, after all, he is the youngest son that Emperor Xuan once valued the most, and the power of the bloodline is the strongest.

"Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, the mother of all things, Xuanhuang Knife is coming!"

Prince Xuan finally showed his strongest strength, condensed into the appearance of a war knife with Xuanhuang Qi, and slashed down towards Wang Ping, he had no life-and-death enmity with the chaotic body, but Wang Ping forced him to abandon his body, only the Yuan Shen fled, which was fatal for a proud prince.

Although the protector later found his physical body, resurrected it again with immortal heavenly skills, and drew out the power of his Xuanhuang bloodline, which made his strength go to the next level, but he was still not Wang Ping's opponent, and he was unwilling.