"It's the younger generation who is blind, the senior, you have a lot of adults, give you a way to live!"

Seeing Chen Ping appear, Xue Shisan wailed in despair.

At this time, his seven orifices were broken, and his body was covered with blood like a withered tree.

Xue Thirteen had the shortest time to advance to the seventh layer of Qi training, so he was also the most seriously injured.

The tremendous pressure almost shattered his internal organs!

And Xue Jiu and Xue Shiyi are in a better situation than him.

But they all lost half their lives, and it is impossible to recover without recuperating for several months.

"You're tracking me through this little flying ant?"

Chen Ping didn't pay attention to the three people who begged for mercy, but said to himself: "Did the shopkeeper Xue do something on the spirit boat or the talisman?" ”

"Oh, maybe there's something wrong with this out-of-print sea map?"

As he spoke, Chen Ping had already pinched the jade slip that Xue Wen had given him and threw it at the flying ant that was already crawling on the ground.

"Buzz"

The black flying ant, which was originally dying, stumbled and flew up, hugging Yu Jian with six legs.

"Senior, this is a spotted ant, a demon insect in the middle of the first order, and it doesn't have magical powers worth mentioning in itself. However, it has an extremely sensitive sense of smell and likes to eat spiritual flowers, especially the fragrance of purple goldenrod. ”

"And that jade slip was refined with a little purple gold nectar, as long as it didn't exceed the range of thirty miles, the spot-devouring ants could easily smell it."

Xue Jiuzhan said tremblingly, clasping his hands behind his waist, looking like he was ready to slaughter.

"This kind of trick of seeing money and wanting to make money, Xue Wen is afraid that he has done it many times."

Chen Ping secretly sneered, but he didn't think it was strange.

There are countless greedy and vicious monks in the cultivation world.

If it weren't for the fact that he was a fake pill powerful soul snatcher, and he was replaced by other monks who practiced qi at the sixth level, Xue Jiu and the three would have been beaten to the ground.

In his previous life, after experiencing the ruthlessness of several Jindan ancestors of the Thousand Law Sect, Chen Ping had completely understood a truth.

There is no true love under the avenue, and the only one who can believe is himself.

Those who seem to be honest and honest with each other are just not faced with temptations that are worth cutting off the string in their hearts.

Once peerless treasures such as the Infant Pill and the Mysterious Golden Bead appeared, the strings broke and the piano collapsed in an instant.

Seeing that Chen Ping was silent, Xue Jiu would not understand his intentions for a while.

He knelt down with his body propped up, and said in a panic: "Can the seniors spare the lives of the three of my brothers, the villain knows the owner, no, no, it's Xue Wen, he has a secret, about a demon beast, I believe it will definitely satisfy the seniors." ”

"Boom!"

In response to him was a sharp and swift sword aura.

Then, a skull flew out diagonally, dripping onto a raised rock.

The man's head and eyes were poked out, and his face was especially full of disbelief.

Before Xue Jiu died, he didn't expect that Chen Ping would suddenly kill the killer without saying a word, could it be that he was not interested in Xue Wen's secret at all?

After slaughtering Xue Jiu, Chen Ping cut off his right hand with a sword, and when he opened it, he was holding a purple talisman of an inch size in his palm.

There was a faint flash of electric light on the surface of the talisman, and at a glance, it was a thunder-attribute attack treasure, and it was in a state of imminent activation.

In this world, there are hundreds of thousands of functional, killing, and defensive talismans.

From the lowest grade 1, 2, 3 all the way up to 9.

Each level is divided into lower grade, middle grade, upper grade, and best grade.

The talisman that Xue Jiu was holding tightly in his hand was a thunder talisman, a second-grade lower grade.

After injecting mana, it can instantly launch the Thunder Derivation Technique, which is close to sixty percent of the power of the spell personally cast by the monk in the early stage of foundation building, and it is really possible to be attacked by him in negligence.

Chen Ping put away the talisman and couldn't help but feel that Xue Jiu was a little ridiculous.

Xue Wen's secret?

This mortal man will naturally be concocted by his own hands in the future.

"Brother Jiu!"

Xue Shiyi and Xue Shisan were grief-stricken, the three of them were Xue Wen's diners, licking blood for many years, and they also expected such a day.

Therefore, a few years ago, they scraped together a thousand spirit stones and traveled to Jinrui Island and bought a Thunder Talisman in the Junior Fang City.

This talisman is usually kept by Xue Jiu.

It is agreed that when you encounter an enemy you can't resist, you will find an opportunity to throw out your life to save your life, and maybe you can turn the tables and counteract.

How could he have expected that Chen Ping had already understood Xue Jiu's thoughts, and he didn't give him the slightest chance, but even the Yan Lei Fu fell into the hands of the enemy.

Now, even if Xue Jiu is resurrected, and the three of them use the combined attack technique in their heyday, there is no chance of survival.

"Thirteen, fight with him!"

Seeing that he couldn't survive, Xue Shiyi burst out with the ferocity of an outlaw, regardless of the injury, he suddenly sacrificed a golden knife, with a trace of afterimage, and quickly slashed towards Chen Ping's waist.

At the same time, Xue Shisan, who was seriously injured and dying, also slapped the storage bag, summoned a magic weapon with the same appearance as the golden knife, and reached out, and the knife roared towards Chen Ping's lower plate.

In an instant, two high-grade magic weapons sealed the position of Chen Ping's dodge, one in front and one behind, and the angle was extremely tricky.

"Carving insect skills!"

Chen Ping sneered, and the Earth Flame Sword moved as he wished, appearing out of thin air again, holding the hilt of the sword, and the spiritual power in the meridians and spirit points was immediately injected.

The Earth Flame Sword Huo Ran burst into red light, and in this small space, the temperature rose sharply, and a hot sword qi swept down.

"Bell!"

Between the lightning and flint, the two golden knives were hit together, and then the arrogance subsided, and they fell to the ground, smashing two small pits.

The Earth Flame Sword is made from a single piece of Earth Flame Essence smelted, which is harder than the material of the Golden Sword.

Moreover, with the blessing of the high-quality spiritual power evolved by the Nine Transformation Flame Spirit Technique, this sword can even exert twelve percent of its power.

"You... You're not a foundation monk! ”

Losing the golden sword magic weapon, Xue Shiyi was panicked and uneasy, and at the same time, a strong shock surged in his heart.

The spiritual energy of the outside world has been nourished by the spiritual acupoint of the foundation building monk, and the spiritual power generated is several times denser and purer than that of the qi training period!

In short, the qi cultivator's body is a gaseous spiritual power, and when it reaches the foundation building stage, it will be transformed into a condensed liquid state.

And although the spiritual power that Chen Ping injected just now was much deeper and denser than the two of them, it could not reach the lowest limit of the foundation building realm.

However, it was only after discovering that Chen Ping was not the "foundation building senior" they imagined that Xue Shiyi was extremely frightened.

A sixth-level monk in the Qi cultivation period, even if his mana is strong and profound, he still has a huge spiritual sense comparable to that of the foundation building period, as well as that kind of weird and powerful divine soul attack supernatural power.

"It's... This... Who the hell is it! ”

Xue Shiyi couldn't help but feel his hair stand on end, today's encounter completely subverted his cognition.

But it was also the last thought of his life.

As a demonic sword light in the pupils gradually expanded, there was a red and faint blood hole in the center of the eyebrows of the two.

"Boom!"

The corpse fell, raising a cloud of dust, and the three Xue Jiu brothers all fell.

Chen Ping squatted down, groped for a moment on the corpses of the three people, searched for a few storage bags, and then put away the two golden knives that had been smashed into the pit.

The demeanor of the predecessors is worthless in front of the immortal cultivation resources.

After the search was completed, a few spiritual fires floated on Chen Ping's fingertips, and they scraped on the corpses of Xue Jiu and the others in a slight succession, and burned them into ashes together with the jade slip and the black flying ant that engraved the sea map.

Dealing with the traces of the fighting technique, Chen Ping walked more than ten miles into the depths of the woods, and finally picked up a dense bush and hid in it to recuperate.

Although the slaughter of Xue Jiu and the others this time did not consume much mana, because of the use of the Hundred Forging Condensation Technique, the divine soul was a little sluggish, and it took one to two days to slowly recover.

There are many ways to restore the power of the soul.

The most common is to sit and meditate, or to fall into a deep sleep.

But this method is only suitable for low-level monks with weak souls.

The Yuan Dan Realm cultivators who have experienced the baptism of the Little Thunder Tribulation will receive a huge increase in their divine soul power.

At that time, if I tried to restore the depleted power of my consciousness by meditating and sleeping, I am afraid it would take more than ten years.

For the recovery of the power of the soul of a high-level monk, it is more often necessary to rely on external treasures.

For example, the third-order spiritual material Soul Clearing Wood, the fourth-rank pill Heavenly Power Soul Nourishing Pill, the third-level talisman Dayuan Talisman and so on.

Even some supernatural high-level magic weapons have the same wonderful effect on restoring the soul.

……

Two days later, Chen Ping opened his eyes and got up.

He's back to his peak.

After a while, he sneaked out of the forest, and soon returned to the ferry where the spirit boat had docked.

Chen Ping looked at the sea in the distance.

I saw a medium-sized spirit boat parked next to the reef.

On the bow deck, a burly seven-foot man stood with his head held high, his eyes still scanning back and forth on the shore, as if he was anxiously waiting for something.

"Chen Xintong is really involved!"

Chen Ping sneered again and again, his eyes full of murderous intent.

The passenger ship ends at Yunquan Island.

According to the regulations of Xingzhitang, the spirit boat should immediately set off for Haichang Island the day after arriving at its destination.

And two full days have passed, and this spirit boat is still lingering at the ferry.

Except for the ship guard monk Chen Xintong, there should be no second person on Yunquan Island who is qualified to make such a decision.

Moreover, what Chen Ping saw with his own eyes that day, this person and Xue Wen have a good relationship, and it is very likely that they colluded together.

Although all this was Chen Ping's speculation, it did not hinder his determination to eradicate Chen Xintong.

The fourth elder, Chen Yiru, personally guarded the family treasure house, and he had already revealed a piece of news.

Recently, there must be a new treasure with high value in the treasure house, and it is likely to be a Tsukidan.

Thinking about it, it has been nearly twenty years since Chen Yiru built the foundation, and the financial resources accumulated by the Chen family during this period are enough to buy a new Zhuji Dan again.

And the family has previously been awarded a real foundation seed.

But it is rumored that this Tsukidan seems to skip the seed junior and give it directly to Chen Xintong.

Therefore, if Chen Xintong disappears from the world, then this Tsukidan will become an ownerless thing again.

At that time, he Chen Ping will be able to strategize and try to compete for one or two.

Moreover, Chen Xintong is one of the core members of the Three Elders' lineage.

It just so happened that this time he took the opportunity to get rid of one, and it could also reduce some of his resistance to planning the Chen family in the future.

Chen Ping, who was born in the Jindan Sect in his previous life, knew that controlling a large force would definitely have far more advantages than disadvantages for monks.

It is true that he will devote some time and energy to this, but once the forces he supports can operate well, the benefits will not be comparable to those brought by individual struggle.

And the Chen family on Haichang Island is only the first step in the expansion of his ambitions.

The road to immortality is long, and anyone who stands in the way of others will be eliminated like an enemy!

"My lord, it's been a day."

On the spirit boat, a beautiful and elegant woman in a blue dress reminded Gong Jin.

Chen Xintong glanced at the Lingzhou, which was about to be full, and his face was cloudy.

Although his father is the master of Xingzhi Hall, there are not many competitors who are staring at this throne.

If he blatantly violates the family rules, he will also cause a lot of trouble to the elders in the family.

"Tell me to go down and wait another hour!"

With his eyes narrowing slightly, Chen Xintong pondered for a long time, stretched out his arms, and flew to jump onto the ferry.

The corners of Chen Ping's mouth curled, and he was about to follow, but the figure suddenly stopped after a pause.

"Huh?"

To his great surprise, Chen Xintong stopped on the shore and pondered for a moment, but turned back to the boat strangely.

Then, the Spirit Boat Formation opened and left Yunquan Island at full speed.

Chen Ping looked straight at the sea until the spirit boat disappeared from sight, and then left the ferry without hesitation.