“…… This is the Descendant of the Mad Saint? "The Black Abyss Cave Lord, who had seen the fall of the Absolute Sword Demon Venerable, immediately swallowed his saliva, just now, the Black Abyss Cave Lord actually felt a mortal threat from the body of this mad saint descendant!

Facing the inquiry of the Black Abyss Cave Master, Kong Xuan was silent, and to be honest, Kong Xuan himself was shocked by the Tongtian Holy Son who had just burst out with extraordinary combat power. Of course, the most important thing is that Kong Xuan felt the breath of his teacher in the body of the Holy Son of Tongtian at that moment.

How did Teacher Tongtian manage to allow the Holy Son of Tongtian to bring his breath into the Immortal Battlefield, a special region that vetoed the existence of all saints?

Kong Xuan was stunned and sighed in his heart, he really deserved to be his teacher, the most calf protector in the world. No wonder the teacher would be so relieved to send the Holy Son of Tongtian into the Immortal Realm Battlefield, it turned out that he had already taken precautions.

After solving the Absolute Sword Demon Venerable, the Heavenly Saint Son glanced at the battlefield between Kong Xuan and the Black Abyss Cave Lord in the sky, and fell directly to the side of the Nine Babies who were running wild.

Facing the sea of bones in front of him, Zhao Ping's eyes were calm, and under the control of his mind, more than a dozen small swords of the Divine Spirit that surrounded him immediately flew out, as if they were named one by one, and the Divine Sword passed through the center of the eyebrows with bones.

In an instant, the hundreds of skeleton soul flames closest to the Nine Babies dissipated, turning into a pile of white bones scattered all over the earth.

Jiuying on Zhao Ping's side was obviously stunned for a moment, but after a while, she recovered and continued to devote herself to the crazy battle. But what's funny is that Jiuying, this guy, may think that Zhao Ping has robbed her of her prey, so she used her great mana to directly push Zhao Ping on her side hundreds of feet away.

Zhao Ping rolled his eyes, and glanced at the nine babies who looked happy and inseparable from the bones. Looking at the appearance of this thing showing his strength to the fullest, Zhao Ping couldn't help twitching the corners of his eyes. He was silent for a moment and then looked at Jiu Ying, does this guy still know what her mission is?

He looked at Jiuying twice. Zhao Ping didn't have much hope that this thing would be able to recall his mission.

The sea of bones is endless, with the activation of the ancient great array with strong malice, as long as the large array is not closed or destroyed, the sea of bones will not dissipate until all the bones here are consumed!

Zhao Ping glanced in the direction of the Demon Cave and looked at the deep cave, Zhao Ping's brows immediately furrowed.

Zhao Ping's gaze was extremely sharp, and he easily discovered what the walls of the cave were, bones!

The upper level of this island of the dead is paved with a layer full of bones. If you want to wait for the bones to run out, it is estimated that the Nine Babies will have to fight until the time of the Immortal Battlefield is over.

Looking back at Kong Xuan, who was fighting with the Black Abyss Cave Master, and then at the Nine Babies who restrained the Rainbow Demon Venerable and several Demon Dao Great Cultivators, Zhao Ping's eyes flickered twice, and a white jade divine dragon immediately appeared at Zhao Ping's feet.

Without the slightest hesitation, like a white bolt of lightning, Zhao Ping rushed towards the entrance of the demon cave in an instant.

Since the two supreme combat powers of the Black Abyss Cave Lord and the Rainbow Demon Venerable have been contained, there is no trouble in this place that can threaten Zhao Ping, and in order to solve the ancient formation that has been opened. Zhao Ping understood that he had to go down to the true surface of this island.

Facing Zhao Ping, who rushed over like lightning, the legs of several Demon Dao Great Cultivators who were blocking the cave were a little weak, and Zhao Ping's style of killing the Sword Demon Venerable with an extremely domineering attitude still appeared in their minds from time to time, and now they saw such a terrifying big man rushing towards them. They weren't scared to pee right away, but they were already confident.

Demon monks are all selfish people, and even more so when they reach the fairy land, they cherish their lives.

Look at this, Zhao Ping rushed in. After several Demon Dao Great Cultivators vaguely glanced at the people on their sides, the next moment was at the moment when Zhao Ping was about to arrive at the entrance of the cave. They actually escaped in both directions!

So Zhao Ping, who was a little surprised, rushed into the demon cave without any resistance.

"Gu Zhenren? Why don't you stop him! ”

"Are you embarrassed to say this? And say me, why don't you stop that guy! ”

After a while, several Demon Dao Great Cultivators who were frightened away by Zhao Ping gathered together again, and after they looked at each other awkwardly, they all accused each other of not stopping the mad saint descendant.

Zhao Ping, the demon monk who blamed each other behind him, didn't care. Controlling the White Jade Divine Dragon, Zhao Ping's speed was amazingly fast, and it didn't take long for Zhao Ping to come to the bottom of the cave.

The canopy made of white bones was only two zhang away from Zhao Ping's head, hidden between the white bones, and the red, red, green and green moss emitted a faint brilliance, illuminating the scene under the white bones.

In Zhao Ping's field of vision, he saw an ancient gray temple, and several demon monks were stationed at the gate of this temple.

However, Zhao Ping's primary target now was not the temple, Zhao Ping turned his head to look at the scene above the ground.

This is a black land, and strange dark stones can be seen everywhere, of course, what attracts Zhao Ping's attention the most is the direction that the temple is aimed at, that is, behind Zhao Ping, the large array that exudes a bright red halo.

Zhao Ping raised his eyes and saw that the strong malice constantly stirred the nerves of others, Zhao Ping was sure that if a low-level monk saw this bright red array, it was estimated that he would be brainwashed the first time he saw the ancient array, and then turn into a monster who knew how to kill!

"It's a little tricky." Glancing at this ancient array, Zhao Ping couldn't help but snort, he frowned and tapped the red orb on his chest, and the next moment Zhao Ping's treasure notebook immediately appeared in front of him.

A faint light immediately shot out from the notebook at hand, as if it were a scan, and this faint glimmer scanned the entire ancient array after a moment.

On one page of the notebook, a formation exactly the same as the ancient array appeared, and a faint golden light appeared on this page, and it quickly flickered on this ancient array, as if it was calculating something.

The notebook in Zhao Ping's hand is a sacred object, which can be seen from the fact that Zhao Ping has continuously added new functions to it after he became a great sage.

In the face of the ancient array in front of him, if it is handed over to Zhao Ping to crack, it will take more than half a day of effort, but if this task is handed over to Zhao Ping's treasure notebook, it is like a computer version of the treasure notebook with retrieval and calculation functions, Zhao Ping only needs to board a cup of tea to get the cracking scheme of this ancient array.

The baby notebook really lived up to Zhao Ping's expectations, and within a while, a red dot appeared in the big array of the paper industry.

Zhao Ping indifferently glanced at the red dots, and after overlapping with the large array at the scene, Zhao Ping appeared in front of a tall black strange stone in a flash, and without the slightest hesitation, Zhao Ping picked up his fist and smashed it with a punch!

Infinite God and Demon Fist Method. Tyrant crushed. (To be continued.) )