In the luxurious carriage, Pu Yuanhao made a gesture of pinching the trick with both hands, and streams of water-attribute spiritual power suddenly swirled, maintaining the Dao weapon to fly at an extraordinary speed.

Monks in the outside world hardly know that this windmill is the natal magic weapon that he has practiced for nearly two hundred years.

Because he chose a functional natal dao weapon, his attack and defense methods were relatively weak.

But the lost harvest of the Sang Yu, it is with this treasure that he was able to escape death several times.

"Ten thousand?"

Chen Ping's voice came into his ears, which made Pu Yuanhao's heart move.

He could be sure that that guy's realm was in the early stage of Yuan Dan, and even if he cultivated a precious Divine Soul Secret Method, the limit of his divine consciousness would never exceed sixty miles.

It should be safer to keep this distance.

But when he thought about it, he felt creepy again with a sword that shattered the terrifying magic power of Pan Shiding.

Yuan Dan level sword cultivator, he had never been in direct contact, who knew what an unbelievable attack he could launch.

Therefore, Pu Yuanhao not only did not stop, but forced out a drop of essence blood, ready to command the windmill with all his strength, and escaped from the Bazhu Sea first.

If this person really has the intention of cooperating with him, he can come to Gujiao Island, where the Pu family is stationed, to discuss important matters.

Seeing Pu Yuanhao's cautious appearance of seeing him as a flood beast, Chen Ping did not show displeasure, but just smiled lightly and continued to send a short transmission.

This time, Pu Yuanhao's face in the carriage suddenly stiffened, and his face seemed to be covered with frost, forcing the essence and blood in his palms back to the dantian unconsciously.

"Chen Daoyou, please keep a distance of 10,000 zhang, take one more inch, and Pu will turn around and leave."

The vibration amplitude of the wings of the windmill gradually slowed down, and Pu Yuanhao opened the pearl curtain and poked out a cold head.

Chen Ping expected that he would definitely comply, so he immediately removed the movement cycle of the shadow step, and his body was suspended in the air peacefully.

Pu Yuanhao looked at his rather sincere posture, his expression relaxed slightly, raised his hand to control the windmill, and stopped flying.

"Pu Daoyou, I didn't coax you here, the Deng family kid is alive and well!"

Sandwiching Deng Chenhuan in front of him, Chen Ping used a little force, and with a crisp "click", he twisted his arm.

Such a sharp pain made Deng Chenhuan wake up from the coma for a short time, his eyes exuded a look of dazedness and fear, but before he could recover from his senses, he was stunned by a powerful spirit.

Pu Yuanhao, who was thousands of feet away, felt a chill in his heart, thinking that Chen Ping of Haichang Island was really a ruthless master.

Previously, this person threatened him that if he continued to escape, in a few days, Deng Chenhuan would return to Kongming Island intact.

As a last resort, he had no choice but to do as he was told.

Deng Chenhuan's father and mother are both half-step Yuan Dan monks, and as the real power elders of Kongming Island, they have a great influence on the family's decision-making.

What's more, even if Deng Fengchen, the first person in the Deng family, is not the most favored descendant of Deng Chenhuan, Deng Shunqi only has this one nephew.

If there is no proof of death, everything is okay.

Once Deng Xiaozi returns to the family and tells him that he will not be saved, or even intentionally murdered, even if he can bow his head to keep the inheritance, he will inevitably be hurtful.

If he compensates millions of resources at once, what capital should his family use to cultivate the third generation of Yuan Dan monks?

"Chen Daoyou dares to poison the core clan of the Deng family, does he have any support?"

Holding his beard between his two fingers, Pu Yuanhao said cautiously: "The old man admits that your strength is comparable to that of the old Yuandan mid-stage, but in front of the Deng family, it is still not enough." ”

"Guidao is far away in other seas, so I don't know how terrifying Deng Fengcheng's strength is."

"Let's talk about a recent example, twenty years ago, Deng Fengcheng was ambushed by the enemy in the sea area of Shuangcheng, and the three Yuan Dan were besieged in the middle of the year, and there was a sword cultivator hidden among them, guess what the final outcome would be?"

"Deng Fengcheng killed the two of them and left abruptly, only Jian Xiu survived, no matter how confident Daoist you are, they don't dare to boast that they are safe and sound under the hands of those three Yuan Dans, right?"

After listening to him, Chen Ping's expression did not fluctuate, but he raised his eyebrows and said, "Who is the enemy of Kongming Island?" ”

If the three Yuan Dan can be dispatched in one breath to ambush Deng Fengcheng, the power of the Deng family's enemies must be very strong.

He had a hint of contact with him, but Pu Yuanhao's next words completely poured his plan.

"Fei Yaling, the top ten evil cultivator camps in the Twin Cities Sea, the overall strength is still above the Deng family."

Pu Yuanhao sneered on his face, and said leisurely: "Hehe, it's not as small as our inland sea, evil cultivation is rampant in the sea area of Shuangcheng, and they often slaughter cities and destroy islands, even if they are disciples of the Lanyue Sect, they have not slaughtered a few." ”

"If Chen Daoyou conspires with Red Crow Ridge, it is better to prepare for the death of the cunning rabbit and the cooking of the lackey."

"Hehe, Chen, a certain Taishang Elder from a decent family, disdains to cooperate with evil cultivators."

Chen Pinggan laughed a few times, squinted his eyes and looked at Pu Yuanhao a few times, and then said lightly: "The ally is close in front of you, why is Chen willing to go far?" ”

"Daoist friends laughed, isn't my Pu family's ally the Deng family of Kongming Island."

Pu Yuanhao snorted, rolled his eyes and said: "Why didn't Chen Daoyou answer the old man's previous doubts first, if you Haichang Island can solve Deng Fengcheng by yourself, the Pu family may be able to consider Daoyou's request for an alliance." ”

"Oh?"

Chen Ping's eyes flickered, and he said teasingly: "Pu Daoyou really wants to see it, Chen is naturally obliged." ”

"The more Chen Daoyou talks, the more mysterious it becomes."

Pu Yuanhao felt a little more wary of Chen Ping for no reason, and secretly beat the drop of essence blood in the dantian into the windmill.

But at this moment, it was obviously too late, just the second breath, a vast divine consciousness pressed from all directions, and the divine soul villain in Deng Fengcheng's sea of consciousness was like a candle under the black curtain, the fire was crumbling, and it was uncertain.

Just as his consciousness was about to sink into stagnation, a colorful delicate bell automatically emerged from his chest, and a pleasant note suddenly sounded during the violent shaking, and after a flash of brilliance, Pu Yuanhao regained his clarity.

"The best divine soul defense spirit weapon, Pu Daoyou's companion magic weapon really impressed Chen."

Chen Ping smiled and said lightly.

The pure divine pressure just now is just a side dish before the meal, and the brewing of the main event will follow.

"You...... Your sense, how can you ......?"

Pu Yuanhao's face was cloudy, and his whole body began to sweat profusely, because he knew an amazing secret.

Chen Ping's divine sense was even stronger than that of the late Yuan Dan period, and this was definitely a cultivation of a secret technique of divine soul amplification that was unimaginable in level.

Such shocking hole cards, but showing him it, are enough to show that Chen Ping has already had the intention to kill him.

In addition to the cold, Pu Yuanhao gritted his teeth violently, his ten fingers pinched as fast as a wheel, and his divine sense turned into dozens of strands, manipulating the colorful bells to warn around, and at the same time, the wings of the windmill "swished", with a streamer, and rushed straight into the clouds without looking back.

However, above the carriage, a huge coral phantom of seventy zhang suddenly bloomed, noble and holy, high above, which made people feel that it could not be blasphemed at a glance.

Where the layers of brilliance passed, a cold air from Mount Tai erupted, pressing down towards Pu Yuanhao's position.

"Ka"

The colorful bells that bore the brunt of the brunt instantly lost their spirituality, emitting a mournful sound, turning into fragments scattered in the sky.

If it is a medium-grade or high-grade Divine Soul Defense Dao weapon, it may be able to slightly compete with the Coral Law by one or two, but it is only a top-grade spiritual weapon, and it has no power to resist at all, and it is directly cracked The main body.

After defeating the bell, the coral law appeared in Pu Yuanhao's sea of consciousness without warning.

"Divine Soul Attack Technique!"

Pu Yuanhao was terrified, and the soul villain was holding up with both hands, in a vain attempt to block the car with his mantis arm.

But the power of the coral seal was enough to make Chen Ping, a spellcaster, frightened, not to mention Pu Yuanhao, whose divine sense was only 6,000 zhang.

After an instant, the coral law phase was dispersed, Chen Ping's face turned pale, and he hurriedly chased after the carriage with the sword lotus and the light.

The windmill now has no mana support, and is suspended in mid-air.

Easily pulling the car door, Chen Ping saw Pu Yuanhao who was slumped on the futon in the carriage.

This person did not have any scars on the outside, but his expression was stagnant, his mouth was open and round, and the dignified Yuan Dan monk couldn't even control his saliva, and it flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Pu Yuanhao's entire sea of consciousness was shocked into nothingness by the Fa Xiang, and it was already dead and transparent.

Chen Ping was expressionless, his arm swelled a few feet strangely, and suddenly turned into a black shadow and inserted his five fingers into his dantian.

After closing the five fingers, he directly took out a bloody hole with a thick bowl mouth, and the warm blood was billowing and overflowing.

Chen Ping pursed his lips and rummaged through a jade bottle to put Pu Yuanhao's Yuan Dan in.

Then, he fumbled around the corpse, adding two more crimson storage rings in his palms.

"Pu Daoyou and I have no grievances, but it's a pity that I am guilty, and one day Chen died at the hands of a more intelligent monk because of a treasure, and I have nothing to say."

Chen Ping shook his head slightly, closed Pu Yuanhao's eyes full of fear and unwillingness, lit a dry blue purple flame, and then sank his body directly to the bottom of the sea.

The divine sense covered the windmill, and when the storage ring lit up, the object was gone.

In the end, Chen Ping sucked in his left and right hands, mentioned Deng Chenhuan and Chen Wei, and disappeared at the end of the sky.

……

Tens of thousands of miles away, Gujiao Island.

Under an ancient tree more than 100 zhang high, a small three-story temple is built.

From the outside, the temple looks ordinary, not luxurious and grandiose at all.

But somewhere in the canopy, the two foundation-building monks sitting upright seemed to be guarding something, and they couldn't take their eyes off the temple, indicating that this was actually an extremely important place.

In the west courtyard on the first floor of the temple, a handsome-looking young monk pulls weeds from both sides of the road.

Gujiao Island has sufficient spiritual power, and if the grass seeds fall into the soil, it won't take a few days to sprout to a foot long.

Therefore, cleaning up the weeds in the temple every other day is one of his tasks.

"Pu Qi, have you done today's patrol mission?"

At this time, a man in blue who was about his age walked into the courtyard, only to see him stretch and ask in a low voice.

"Brother Chi, you're here."

pinched a trace of fire and burned the weeds in his hand into ashes, and Pu Qi said flatteringly: "The little brother hasn't gone to see it yet, and when the cleaning is finished, the little brother will immediately walk around." ”

"Forget it, you're busy."

The lazy man in blue seemed to have a conscience, and said lightly: "Today's routine is up to me." ”

"That's hard work."

Pu Qi hugged his fists and said respectfully.

When he looked up, the man in blue had already left the courtyard.

Pu Qi pursed his lips and muttered a few curses in his heart, of course, he only dared to express his dissatisfaction in secret.

Although Pu Chi, the man in blue, is the same as him, he is also a descendant of the ninth layer of the Pu family qi training on Gujiao Island.

But the family's father is a family elder in the late stage of foundation building, and he is more than a step higher than his status as a distant uncle.

Fortunately, Pu Chi, who performs the same family task as him, will not deliberately oppress him in addition to being slack.

"Alas, there are still two years left before the term expires."

Pu Qi shook his head and exhaled, with a look of regret on his face.

The small temple where he is located is actually the family's soul preservation temple.

All the descendants of the Pu family, when they have just ignited the soul of the gods, they must leave a soul card in the soul storage temple.

The first floor stores the soul cards of the Qi Cultivators, the second floor builds the foundation elders, and the third floor houses the soul lamps of the two contemporary Yuan Dan Taishang elders of the Pu family.

Pu Qi patrols the first to third floors several times a day, but it only takes half an hour, and the rest of the time can be arranged freely.

With such an easy and comfortable task, it is no wonder that he is so reluctant.

"Tsk, Liao Yuezhai's ten-year-old red tastes good."

Pu Chi leisurely patrolled the first floor, and there was a pot of wine hanging on his chest, taking a big sip from time to time.

His gaze swept over the hundreds of soul cards, and then, he walked slowly towards the second floor.

The Przewalski's family has a great cause, and there are more than 400 Qi practitioners in the lineage, and there are deaths due to various causes every year.

A while ago, he also reported to the family the news that the soul cards of the two clan brothers were broken.

However, the state of the soul card on the second floor has been very stable.

Daddy mentioned that the last time the family's foundation building elder fell, it was eleven years ago.

These thirty soul tablets represent a full thirty foundation building monks, all of whom are the mainstays of Gujiao Island.

Near the center, Pu Chi saw his father's soul card, and unconsciously felt a strong sense of pride in his heart.

"One day, my soul card will be placed here alongside my father."

Pu Chi took a big sip of wine and said with a firm look in his eyes.

After inspecting the second floor, Pu Chi turned his eyes and stepped towards the staircase of the third floor.

"Hehe, since my Pu family was based on Gujiao Island, it doesn't count the natural sitting, and there seem to be only three Supreme Elders who died unexpectedly."

Pu Chi put his feet back, and was thinking about whether to save some strength, but after thinking about it, after the majestic faces of the two Supreme Elders floated in his mind, he couldn't help but shudder, and tiptoed out a jade pendant from his arms, lifting the ban that shrouded the third staircase.

This floor is extremely open, and there are only two finely carved lamps on the unobstructed bench.

"Smack"

The abrupt crisp sound was particularly harsh in the silent attic, and when you looked closely, it was the jade pendant in Pu Chi's hand that fell to the ground.

And he himself stood in place, his wide eyes twitching, as if he had seen a great horror scene.