Seeing that the red shadow had completely disappeared, Chen Pingfeng's indifferent expression suddenly closed.

Right now, his heart is dripping blood, and millions of spirit stones are flying away like this!

The Heavenly Demon Bloodline, which has awakened the three major talents, can easily be auctioned at an eye-popping high price at the auction.

Back then, in order to save the Xuanhuo Crow, he took Xue Yun's ten-year lifespan, worked hard to cultivate the Qi Devouring Gadfly Group, and the consumption of tens of thousands of spirit stones before and after was dispersed today!

However, regret is regret, Chen Ping did not have the slightest regret and unwillingness.

It is very likely that the Xuan Fly is not involved with the leech dragon worm, and he is unwilling and afraid to touch the cause and effect that is enough to pierce a realm.

Of course, it was not that he was timid, but because of the existence of the gold bead in his body.

If he doesn't get the gold bead, he will get it, anyway, he is not afraid of wet shoes with bare feet, maybe he can get some benefits by raising a dragonfly.

However, the golden bead that took him to seize the spirit also has a great origin, as long as he is safer, there is hope for the primordial infant in this life, and even the realm of transforming into a god is no longer a fool's dream, why should he go to the end of the book and take the initiative to step into the chess game set up by the ancient giant demon?

Moreover, when the Xuan Fly's cultivation is getting higher, the gold beads will even be exposed.

A mere lock demon disk or even a higher-level Taicang blood deed can never really control it.

Chen Ping's black eyes narrowed slightly, covered with a layer of coldness.

For a moment, he was even about to burst out and slaughter this demon.

But after weighing it repeatedly, it was finally decided to give up.

Behind the dragonflies stood leeches, and this scourge might as well be handed over to other unlucky eggs.

If the Xuanyu died in the mouth of a high-level demon beast on the road, or was caught by a certain Yuandan monk to recognize the master, it would be a great joy to celebrate with a bullet crown.

Suppressing his chaotic thoughts, Chen Ping squinted and glanced at the white jade clam demon in the corner of the pool.

"Poof!"

The white jade clam demon sent a flattering thought, and opened the shell, spitting out a string of pure silver dreamy water droplets.

"I think you just changed your name to the White Jade Rat, this seat wonders, how did you cultivate to the middle of the second order!"

Breaking the water droplets with one palm, Chen Ping reprimanded angrily.

This guy is greedy for life and afraid of death, and he is afraid of him, but the Xuan Fly is just a second-order early stage demon beast that has just been promoted, and he stepped on it brightly, and this clam did not resist, which made him very dissatisfied.

After Xue Yun builds the foundation, she has to tell her to strictly train the white jade mussel, otherwise a second-order demon beast that has the strength of the mid-stage foundation building but is as useless as a vase will not make others laugh and lose its big teeth.

"Yun'er should be about to break through."

Chen Ping's mind moved, and he swept towards her retreat.

Sure enough, I saw that Xue Yun had swallowed the Tsukidan and was refining the medicinal power to hit the bottleneck at the moment.

Silently withdrawing his divine sense, he immediately returned to the bamboo house and continued to comprehend the puppet essence source technique.

……

Time passed imperceptibly.

In the middle of a bamboo house, Chen Ping sat on a futon, his whole body covered with a layer of black condensed unknown substance, which looked extremely viscous, exuding a stench that was a little worse than pig demon feces.

"Most of the piled up erysipelas have been forced out, and if you swallow the pills to cultivate, you don't have to worry about affecting the Dao Ji."

Chen Ping opened his eyes slowly, and there was an occasional flash of exhaustion in his pupils.

After taking a shower with water polo skills, and then changing into clean clothes, Chen Fang felt refreshed and made a cup of strong tea by himself.

In the past two and a half months, he has practiced puppet art during the day and removed erysipelas at night, without a moment of rest.

After finally solving the serious problem of erysipelas, the next thing he had to do was to improve the Demon Luo Blood Explosion Technique and the Demon Luo Shadow Step.

The level of the Moluo Forbidden Spell is extremely high, and it is not under the Nine Transformation Flame Spirit Technique.

It's a pity that all he got was a fragment of the book, and only recorded the cultivation method of the introductory and small success realms.

The Demon Luo Blood Explosion Technique of the Xiaocheng Realm, each time you use the burning ten-year longevity yuan and twenty drops of essence blood, you can double the mana of the foundation building monk for half an hour.

After the effect, he will still fall into an extremely weak state, and his spiritual power and divine consciousness will be wiped out within five days.

The Demon Luo of the Xiaocheng realm retreats and consumes ten drops of essence blood, that is, he can escape thousands of miles within thirty breaths.

Even though the cost of casting the Forbidden Spell is heavy, this method must still be improved.

Chen Ping's supernatural powers are amazing, and he can use one enemy to many, but he just relies on a few Xuanpin exercises, and the fighting experience of the fake pill in his previous life to bully the same level in the remote sea area.

To put it mildly, such as Yu Hugu and Meng Lingqiu, a foundation-building monk of this level, the Jindan Sect can send a foundation-building monk at will, and they can defeat one against two.

Facing the true inheritance foundation of the Yuanying and the Transformation God Sect, Chen Ping thought that he could only be reluctantly defeated at most, and it would never be as simple as slaughtering a chicken and killing a dog.

Not surprisingly, he will soon go to the Twin Cities Sea to buy the Qingxuan Iron Essence and deal with the black goods on his body.

And the Jindan monks suppressed by the Twin Cities cultivation world have several statues, and there are dozens of Yuandan monks, and the danger level is far beyond here.

With a method of preserving life, when encountering a high-level monk with bad intentions, he may be able to survive in a desperate situation and not die of death.

Chen Ping calculated several times that if he ran the Demon Luo Blood Explosion Technique of the Xiaocheng Realm, his mana would skyrocket to the point where it was close to the early stage of Yuan Dan.

If you escape with the shadow of Moluo, you will almost half be sure of escaping.

Of course, the hypothetical enemy cultivation is only the early stage of Yuan Dan.

The mid-stage monk's Dan Domain Divine Power is even stronger, and he can't compete with it for the time being, and even a glance at him will be stunned by it.

"The third layer of the Taiyi Yan Divine Method, increasing the divine consciousness by 6,000 zhang, and it also comes with a divine soul attack method."

Chen Pinglu looked forward to it, secretly calculating.

When the Five Elements Pure Yang Sword was finished, he was ready to start collecting high-grade ores.

The 10,000-zhang Divine Sense, once it is combined with the Heavenly Rank Divine Soul Attack Secret Technique, may really be able to confront the Dan Domain in the middle of the Yuan Dan Dynasty.

After taking a deep breath, Chen Ping regained his calm state of mind.

Before he could be promoted to the Moro Forbidden Spell, he had one more thing to do.

With a tap of the storage ring, a pebble-sized pill flew up from it, Chen Ping reached out and grabbed it, and immediately swallowed it into his abdomen.

The three gods of the two patterns gather the top pill, and one grain can increase the power of two hundred and fifty zhang of divine consciousness.

The power of the medicine was very fast, and in just half a pillar of incense, Chen Ping felt that there was a fire burning more and more in the sea of knowledge, but other places such as the dantian of the limbs were extremely cold, forming a very distinct alternation of hot and cold.

……

Three days later, Chen Ping got up and manipulated his divine sense little by little to go outside.

At this moment, the limit of his divine consciousness was already four thousand five hundred and fifty zhang, which was a stone's throw away from the five thousand zhang of the early Yuan Dan cultivator.

Suddenly, a pleasant female voice came into Chen Ping's ears, this voice was not loud but extremely clear, it was actually one of the exclusive supernatural powers of the foundation building monk, and the sound was transmitted into the secret!

"Did you succeed in building the foundation?"

Chen Ping smiled slightly, opened the door and walked out.