Chapter Eighty-Four: Killing and Building the Foundation (II)

"Fellow Daoists can hit the road."

Grabbing. Chen Ping's tone was unwavering, and the five bullet fire fingers instantly took shape, throwing them at Tao Tianqi from different angles.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The steel ring in front of Tao Tianqi slowly turned, and the flick fingers hit it, emitting a piercing sound of Jin Ge's resonance, which actually forced this inferior spirit weapon to retreat repeatedly.

"Indeed, this man has run out of oil."

Chen Ping was overjoyed, the flick fire finger was just a red spell, but if Tao Tianqi injected a trace of spiritual power, such a bizarre scene would not happen.

"Junior, you deceive people too much!"

Tao Tianqi had a premonition that it would be difficult to be good today, and his desperate heart rose in despair, and his eyes gradually revealed madness.

I saw him flick his sleeves with all his might, and swallow a green pill into his stomach.

"Smack"

Immediately after, he slapped his chest hard, and ten drops of crimson blood spurted out of his throat, hanging in the air, exuding a huge amount of energy.

All of Tao Tianqi's actions were only in the blink of an eye, and Chen Ping didn't have time to stop them at all.

With a pang in his heart, he immediately stepped on the lotus flower and retreated dozens of feet.

This is the essence of the foundation monk's blood, containing boundless power, and every drop is precious.

He didn't know what the dark green pill was before, but after Tao Tianqi took it, his dried mana actually climbed steadily, his complexion began to become ruddy, and even his qi and blood were refilled.

At first glance, it is a side door of the sword.

Ten drops of essence blood, an elixir that quickly recovers mana, this Tao Tianqi is obviously going to fight with him.

"Junior, you will definitely die today!"

Tao Tianqi's voice was extremely hoarse, and his body was diffused with gray and strange spiritual power, and the smell was overwhelming.

The surrounding bushes were stained with this spiritual power, and they withered and withered in the snap of their fingers, turning charred and black.

Corpse Pill, a second-grade pill.

Collect the natural corpse qi produced after the death of ninety-nine monks, and then refine it with the secret method of the Demon Dao.

The higher the cultivation in front of the corpse, the more powerful this pill became.

Most of the raw materials for his Corpse Pill came from the Qi Cultivators, as well as the corpse qi of the two Foundation Building Cultivators.

Therefore, the surface of the Dan body presents three patterns.

The Three-Pattern Corpse Demon Pill was obtained by him twenty-five years ago for nearly five thousand spirit stones and a Demon Dao master.

If the foundation monk takes it, he can instantly restore thirty percent of his mana.

However, this pill is so angry that it will seriously pollute the spiritual acupoint after taking it.

Cultivation is stagnant, and the possibility of advancing in the future will become minimal.

But in this situation, his life is almost unsaved, and Tao Tianqi still cares so much.

"Tao has a technique, called the Dark Moon Palm, which has been cultivated to the realm of Great Perfection, and you should be deeply honored to fall under this palm!"

Tao Tianqi laughed wildly, his right hand opened suddenly, and he followed his arm, shrouded in a thick purple aura.

"Hey!"

His lips moved slightly, and the ten drops of essence blood floating were immediately guided, and quickly melted into the palm of his hand.

Looking closely, the crescent-like aperture changed again, and then, a gray palm that occupied a square circle of five zhang was completely formed.

As soon as Tao Tianqi pinched the magic trick, the exaggerated palm turned into rows of overlapping phantoms, and rushed towards Chen Ping with a whining.

Where Darkmoon's palm passed, cracks in the hard rocky ground shattered to his feet.

Seeing the terrifying power of this palm, Chen Ping felt a sense of unhappiness in his heart.

With both hands knocking on the storage bag, more than a dozen talismans of various colors flew out.

"Earth Wall Talisman", "Iceberg Talisman" and "Xuanjing Talisman" are all first-level defensive talismans.

Chen Ping did not have any reservations, and crushed all the inventory accumulated over the years.

At the same time, the white lotus flower under his feet swayed, the brilliance flashed, and he was about to step on the lotus to change positions, but his face stiffened, and there seemed to be an invisible bridge on his shoulders, which made him unable to move.

"Hehe, the Dark Moon Palm of the Great Perfection has the effect of imprisoning the body, I think you should stop struggling and die with peace of mind!"

Tao Tianqi raised his head and stretched out his eyebrows, looking like he was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai platform.

Ding Ding Ding. This Dark Moon Palm is a Huang Pin mid-level technique, he has been cultivating for decades, and it is not easy to break through to the extreme realm.

has always been hidden as a hole card, and even his beloved apprentice Yao Yueshang knows nothing.

"Very good, just a foundation monk, can also force this seat to this point."

Chen Ping was gloomy as water, and with a cold stroke, he stared at Tao Tianqi.

He miscalculated and was careless.

With Tao Tianqi's strength, if he hadn't been injured, he would probably be in the forefront at this stage in the early stage of foundation building.

But at this critical moment, it is naturally not suitable for reflection, and the top priority is to solve the great enemy in front of you first.

"Moro Blood Blast!"

Chen Ping stopped as soon as he spoke, and his whole body was filled with a coldness.

The meridians were running wildly, and all the spiritual points in the body were lit up, like the boiling heavenly spring, and the breath reached its peak in an instant.

And at this time, only to hear the sound of "beep", as if breaking some kind of shackles, the mana in his body skyrocketed again, his hair fluttered without wind, and wisps of pure mystical meaning flowed everywhere.

Chen Ping's current accumulation of mana had far surpassed the peak of Qi training, and even half of it had been squeezed into a liquid state.

The Blood Explosion Technique of the Three Forbidden Spells of the Demon Luo, the authentic secret method of the Demon Dao.

This technique increased Chen Ping's mana by nearly eighty percent, and although it was still a little different from the authentic foundation building monk, it was not without room for maneuver.

With its resistance to the side door pill corpse pill, it is clear who wins and who loses.

"High-level Demon Dao Secret Method, where did this junior come from!"

Tao Tianqi's mind was blank, and Chen Ping's various methods that appeared one after another made him frightened.

This kind of secret technique that can increase mana on the spot is already precious and abnormal.

And the spiritual power that can make an eighth-layer Qi cultivator transform the spiritual power from gas, at least it is also at the Xuan Pin level.

Xuanpin secret technique, this is something that he can't get from Tao Tianqi's hard work.

Otherwise, with his identity as a foundation builder, why would he swallow the corpse pill!

Tao Tianqi couldn't help but feel a hint of fear, but he was quickly occupied by a touch of greed.

"Take him down, this Demon Dao Secret Technique, and the Qinglian Sword Technique are all mine!"

Tao Tianqi was full of spirits, commanding the Dark Moon Palm to sweep over, breaking stones and wood, and the whistling sound resounded through the sky.

"Boom!"

The gray giant palm shattered the layers of defenses derived from more than a dozen runes, and its body was weakened by less than one percent.

"Sword Qi is like a lotus!"

Chen Pinglu was resolute, and then grasped a seven-foot-long silver sword magic weapon. Grabbing

This is Yao Yueshang's thing, and since the Earth Flame Sword has been destroyed, he can only use it.

The voice fell, and a violent and devouring idea came out of thin air.

Chen Ping had a green lotus on his head, a fierce jade dragon wrapped around his body, and his eyes were stained with a layer of blood, just like the great demon who came out of the ancient dead place.

The green lotus is blooming, and it is not nine, but sixteen!

Thanks to the skyrocketing mana of Chen Ping, the power of this sword move was also several points stronger.

The cyan sword qi swirled irregularly, and the sound of sword groans was endless.

"Qinglian Sword Qi, go."

Chen Ping struggled a little forward, and the sixteen sword lotuses flew towards the Dark Moon Palm.

Puff puff!

The sword qi descended like rain, and then cracked in an instant, turning into pieces of green lotus petals, and it seemed that there was a sword rain in the sky!

The gray palm trembled violently, like a cloud as thin as a cicada's wings, and it would completely collapse at any time under the attack of the sword rain. 巘戅VOD &#戅

"Boom!"

The two divine powers stalemate for a few breaths, and finally, the Qinglian sword qi gained a trace of the upper hand and mercilessly shattered the Dark Moon Palm.

"Daoist friend spare his life, Tao knows the news of an ancient cave mansion, and its owner was once a Jindan monk!"

"As long as you can let me go, I am willing to pay any price!"

In his pupils, the sixteen powerful Qinglian Immortal Swords were rapidly enlarged, and Tao Tianqi was terrified, and roared desperately.

In the face of life and death, the dignity of the foundation building period is gone.

"Die!"

Chen Ping was unmoved, he had no intention of staying alive at all.

Tao Tianqi exhausted his means, and watched the sword lotus fall from the sky, and in panic, he entered the last trace of spiritual power into the south wheel, and half of his body flew into the air.

"Extinguish!"

Chen Ping smiled coldly, he had already taken precautions, and then pointed lightly at Qinglian Sword Qi.

The green lotus bloomed, and Tao Tianqi, who had not fled far, was completely submerged by the blooming sword qi in an instant.

The spiritual power of the sword qi was exhausted, and then it also turned into a little light and fire and dissipated into the air.