For a while, Chen Ping had been guarding the valley, waiting for the Winged Evil King to cross the thunder tribulation.

But just now, the huge movement caused by the female cultivator's crushing talisman interfered with his Qing cultivation.

This talisman that can release the golden flower into the sky is a unique talisman of the Lanyue Sect, which can send out a distress signal.

Back then, Xu Chengjian pinched and exploded this talisman, attracting his aunt Xu Yuehuan.

As soon as Chen Ping's consciousness spread, the expression on his face immediately became quite exciting.

The people who chased and slaughtered were actually two Xuanhuo crows at the peak of the third order.

That is, the group where the Xuan Fly belongs.

On the other hand, the Terran monks were all disciples of the Lanyue Sect.

Yin Xianyi had given him a piece of information before, so he knew even the junior of Lanyue in the foundation building period.

By the time he found out the situation and wanted to come to the rescue, it was too late.

The Flame Raven killed most of the monks with great vigour.

Only the two Yuan Dan, a man and a woman, barely survived.

Both of them were true disciples of the previous generation of the Lanyue Sect.

The male cultivator of Yushu Linfeng is Yin Xianyi's nephew, Yin Wuji.

And the woman in the green dress with the moon and the snow skin is named Chu Ruoqiao.

This woman is Chu Qingling's sister, and her cultivation in the middle of Yuan Dan is called Yin Wuji's realm is lower.

The background of the two can be said to be extremely deep, except for Jin Dan, ordinary people really dare not provoke.

What happened later, Chen Ping naturally saw it all.

Yin Wuji, a spicy flower destroyer, did not care about the friendship of his master, and used the treasure pit to harm Chu Ruoqiao, and helped him barely get out.

This move immediately pushed Chu Ruoqiao into the realm of death.

Not only is the speed of the fire crow amazing, but the claws of the bird are even sharper.

Although the branch cage was extremely strong, under the continuous grasping, cracks of different depths also floated on the surface, and it could not last long.

Once the two birds get out of trouble, Chu Ruoqiao, whose mana is exhausted, will definitely die.

Seeing this, a sneer flashed in Chen Ping's eyes.

Then his mind moved, and a low incantation murmured from his mouth, followed by a slight crackling sound from his body, rapid and intensive.

At the same time, a white halo floated above the face.

After a breath, Chen Ping's figure suddenly rose five inches, and the white light dispersed, revealing a dark and unfamiliar face.

This is exactly from Yu Zeqiu's disguise change method, secret face technique.

Recently, he has been running around for the corpses of demon beasts, and he has no time to meditate.

So, he simply divided part of his mind and raised the relatively simple and easy-to-learn secret face technique to the realm of Dacheng.

This procedure can not only lengthen and shorten various parts of the body within a certain range, but also control the relaxation of muscles, and instantly change the tone and fineness of the skin.

It's definitely the top batch of Xuanpin's makeover techniques.

According to Chen Ping's speculation, after he performed the secret face of the Dacheng realm, even if he was a Jindan of the great realm, he could not easily decipher his true body.

Of course, all kinds of secret techniques in the cultivation world emerged one after another, restraining each other.

In front of the pupil technique of Tianpin, the secret face technique will be completely ineffective.

After changing his face, Chen Ping opened the valley formation and flew towards Chu Ruoqiao's position.

He is ready to make a dashing appearance and stage a heroic scene to save beauty.

Yin Wuji has fled, and he doesn't need to come to his rescue.

But Chu Ruoqiao is one of the elders of the Lanyue Sect, and if he can't save it, he can't help Yin Xianyi's advice.

Thinking like this, a trace of gloomy meaning crossed Chen Ping's eyes.

"Daoyou, the little woman is Chu Ruoqiao, the elder of the Lanyue Sect who holds the Sword Peak, please save the little girl's life, the sect and I will definitely thank Daoyou again."

At this time, Chu Ruoqiao also discovered Chen Ping's breath, and after sensing that the person who came was the peak cultivation of Yuan Dan, he immediately grabbed a life-saving straw and asked for help with surprise on his face.

"Fairy Chu hold on!"

Chen Ping puffed up his sleeves and sped up the escape, and his robe fluttered in the wind, righteous and natural.

The closer she got to Chu Ruoqiao, the more she could see her strange state at this time.

This woman seemed to be restrained by an extremely strong wood spirit power, and her body was suspended in the air and could not move.

Less than half of the mana remained.

Seeing this, Chen Ping's jealousy of Yin Xianyi deepened again.

The planting and cultivation of the Jindan period is treacherous and unpredictable, and it is far from being such an easy existence.

"Fellow Daoist, you have to be careful, it's the two-headed Xuanhuo Raven King at the peak of the third order!"

Seeing Chen Ping rushing straight into the branch cage, Chu Ruoqiao, who was drenched in sweat, reminded loudly.

"Fairy Chu, please take care of yourself."

Chen Ping said indifferently, feeling very embarrassed.

It's not that the strength of the demon beast is too strong, which makes him sigh.

With his current supernatural powers, he could kill the two Xuanhuo Crow Kings in an instant.

What he struggled with was what kind of supernatural power to drive away the Xuanhuo Crow without revealing his identity.

"Click!"

At this moment, the branch cage rose and shrank, burst open sharply, and turned into countless dark and shiny filaments, which collapsed in all directions.

Although the little banyan tree is a life-saving thing given by the Jindan monk, it has not reached the magical level.

It's not bad to be able to withstand a few breaths of time.

"Quack!"

Under the roar of the two Xuanhuo crows in unison, the surrounding demonic spirit power spun rapidly like a whirlwind and clouds.

Then two huge blood shadows shot out from it, and with a series of phantoms, they rushed to Chen Ping in the blink of an eye.

The pair of bird claws moved slightly, and a large area of blood-red claw shadows immediately enveloped Chen Ping in it, intending to use his strong physical strength to cut him into countless pieces of minced meat.

Chen Ping took a deep breath, his face was calm and he didn't hide or dodge, but rubbed his hands and raised them upward.

There was a whistling sound, and a large net of crimson fire suspended in front of his chest out of thin air, and met the claw shadow without fear.

For the time being, he chose to use ordinary fire-based spells to deal with the demon birds.

After all, in the Yuanyan Islands, there are thirty or forty peak cultivators of the Fire Attribute Yuan Dan with names and surnames, and no one can doubt him.

"Huo Xiu, you're looking for death!"

One of the fire crows let out a strange cry of disdain.

One of its clans, known for its mastery of fire-based supernatural powers, is the last thing they are afraid of is this kind of Taoism.

Therefore, those two pairs of sharp claws still grabbed unceremoniously.

But before the Xuanhuo Crow's mind was finished, he suddenly felt a sudden heat on his body, and then a burning pain came from his claws.

Then the red light in front of him burst out, and the large net composed of fire spiritual power actually broke through the claw shadows and covered them.

"Quack!"

Seeing the big net shrouded in it, the two crows roared, and their bodies suddenly shrank rapidly, instantly becoming only the size of a palm.

At the moment when the fire net came into contact, it actually drilled out of the gap at the same time.

After getting out of danger, the two Xuanhuo crows regained their size with a fluctuation of fluctuations.

But a closer look reveals that a certain part of the surface of their wings is already charred black.

This was injured by the Terrans who rushed to the rescue, using a mere trace of spiritual fire!

The two Xuanhuo crows glanced at each other in an extremely anthropomorphic manner, and a bad chill premonition arose.

They couldn't even understand why ordinary fire-based spells were so powerful.

On weekdays, the spiritual fire of the ancestors of the clan can bring them this sense of oppression.

But the man in front of him is obviously just a Yuan Dan monk of the same rank!

Squinting at the reaction of the two crows, Chen Ping couldn't help but smile coldly.

He had refined six Fire Yuan Spirits, and his mana was almost twice as pure as that of ordinary monks.

A flame that shot out casually exuded terrifying power.

If it weren't for the clumsiness, the two crows would have been seriously injured and dying.

"Dao Friendship Divine Power!"

Chu Ruoqiao's beautiful eyes froze, and when she saw Chen Ping's relaxed appearance of forcing back the two demon birds with one blow, she immediately knew that her life might be saved.

At that moment, she breathed a sigh of relief, pressed on the storage ring, and took out the last few high-grade water spirit stones to quickly absorb the spiritual energy inside.

As the branch cage shattered, she also broke free from the inexplicable restraint at the same time.

"Quack!"

It was impossible for the two Xuanhuo Crows to give up easily, so they tacitly separated the formation and went down to kill.

On the way, the two crows rolled their heads and tails, and wisps of pulsing lava-colored flames rose from the surface body, and the temperature was so high that the nearby air sizzled.

This fire is the Dark Red Fengyan, the innate natal demon fire of the Xuanhuo Crow Clan, which is more powerful than most of the spiritual fires mastered by the Terran monks.

"Fairy Chu, although the power of the fire method released below is strong, it consumes too much, and after a long time, it is no match for the combination of two third-order fire crows!"

Chen Ping pretended to be startled and hurriedly shouted.

Chu Ruoqiao's status in the Lanyue Sect is not low, and he doesn't believe that this woman doesn't hide powerful hole cards.

"Trouble fellow Daoists to help me stop them for three breaths."

Without hesitation, Chu Ruoqiao said in a crisp voice, and a dark purple square seal shot out.

Then, with a square seal of her palms clasped together, she began to chant words in her mouth.

At the same time, the square seal was also stimulated by the magic trick, and it hovered in front of her for a while, rising to several feet at once, like a screen erected.

"Quack!"

Just as Chu Ruoqiao was casting the spell, two Xuanhuo crows rushed in front of him.

Chen Ping frowned, and the hands that manipulated the spiritual fire shook suddenly, and the fire net burst open.

Countless flames jumped and catapulted, and a large net that was a little tighter than the original appeared.

and shrank vigorously at the position of the two crows.

As a result, the fire crow unexpectedly crashed headlong into the fire net.

The sound of "Zila" was loud.

The next moment, two flames, one bright and one dim, collided together, and two energies with similar attributes suddenly burst out.

After a flash in the sky, with a straight line as the center, it completely turned into the realm of two flames, and it was frozen in the sky for a while.

"Fairy Chu, the three breaths have passed, have you finished casting the spell?"

Chen Ping was struggling to control the spiritual fire, and at the same time, he was anxious.

At this time, his face was pale and haggard, and he looked like he was overusing his mana.

Chu Ruoqiao didn't have time to pay attention, and she kept blurting out the jerky tricks, and suddenly, she stretched out a finger to the void.

"Buzz!"

I saw that the crystal light of the giant seal flowed, and a strong brilliance exploded in the center of the position, followed by a white short sword as thin as a cicada's wings, like a reflection on the surface of the water.

"This sword-shaped pattern seems to be Chu Qingling's natal magic weapon, Kunwu Sword."

Chen Ping witnessed this scene and was thinking about what magical powers this treasure had, when the white short sword on the square seal suddenly had a brilliant light and suddenly came to life and broke away from it.

"Chu Qingling was able to seal the sword intent into a certain carrier and give it to others as a life-saving hole card!"

Chen Ping's eyes shrank, and he was surprised in his heart.

With his knowledge, of course, he could see that this sword was not a real magic weapon, but a sword intent condensed to the extreme.

But the sword intent of the third step of sword cultivation is not so easy to intercept and seal, unless it is made into a sword cultivation stone and preserved.

However, the Sword Cultivation Stone can only be used in the Perception Realm, and cannot be used for attack and defense.

It seems that this may be the unique inheritance of the Lanyue Sect.

"Zizi!"

The white sword swirled and flew out, dancing lightly, and a puff of white light shot out, and then changed into a slender sword wire floating in the sky.

The space around for more than ten miles was all densely filled with this white sword light, and there was a huge aura at the roots, which was not amazing.

The two Xuanhuo crows were suddenly startled, and the dark red phoenix Yan all over their bodies immediately turned into a tall and big light curtain, protecting them tightly.

At the same time, the two crows flapped their wings, and a cloud of crimson flames instantly spread more than ten feet in front of them.

There was a crisp sound, and a wall of flames about ten feet high appeared.

The white sword light pierced the wall of fire one by one, and a beehive-like hole suddenly appeared on it, and it was shot with a thousand holes, and it would be destroyed.

"Chu Qingling is cultivating the Sword of Vitality."

Chen Ping squinted slightly, knowing in his heart.

Different from the incomparable strength of the mighty sword, the vigorous sword pays attention to a strong and majestic, and the sword style is endless.

In the cultivation world, the most common sword intent is the sword of mighty qi.

For example, he and Jin Zhaoheng are the sword cultivators of this school.

And the sword of vitality is relatively rare.

There is no distinction between the two major sword intents themselves, and which is stronger or weaker depends on the strength of the sword cultivator.

Of course, a very small number of special sword intents that are difficult to comprehend are mysterious and powerful, and they cannot be compared with the sword of great spirit and vigorous energy.

When Chen Ping was looking at it with relish, there was a sudden fragrant breeze on his side, and a soft delicate body trembled slightly and stuck to his side.

He slowly turned his face away, and a pretty pale face came into his eyes.

It was Chu Ruoqiao who took the initiative to fly over, which made him fragrant.

"Fellow Daoist, take me away, this sword qi can't kill the two demons!"

Chu Ruoqiao's voice was extremely weak.

She first let Yin Wuji yin, and then cast a spell to release the sword qi, and her mana was basically gone.

"Fairy Chu, I've offended."

Chen Ping frowned slightly, stretched out his arm to wrap his arms around the woman's thin waist, and left without looking back.

The scenery on both sides quickly recedes.

Chu Ruoqiao looked behind him from time to time, for fear that the Xuanhuo Crow would catch up.

Occasionally, when she met Chen Ping's gaze, she turned away as if nothing happened.

In the retreat, the bodies of the two were tightly fitted, and half of Chu Ruoqiao's body almost fell into Chen Ping's arms.

As long as Chen Ping lowered his gaze, he could see all the mountains and rivers along this woman's snow-white jade neck.

Chu Ruoqiao also seemed to notice that restless look, but she had no other reaction than a little humiliation and anger.

The high-ranking monks have always been less sensitive to the defense of men and women.

To put it mildly, the divine sense is swept away, what kind of jade body is delicate, what kind of strong body has not been seen?

Between men and women who have cultivated to a high level, they are more concerned about the synchronization of the soul.

……

After half a pillar of incense, Chen Ping landed on a small barren mountain.

"It should be safe here."

Chen Ping looked around and said relaxedly.

In fact, he has been paying attention to the movements of the Xuanhuo Crow.

True to its name, the Sword of Vitality severely damaged the flesh of the two crows, and finally they searched around the vicinity, and after no result, they flew back unwillingly.

What made Chen Ping feel strange was that the spiritual intelligence of the third-order demon beasts could not be considered low, but even if they were seriously injured, why did they still chase and kill them regardless of their safety?

Could it be that this group of monks of the Lanyue Sect snatched the heavy treasure belonging to the Xuanhuo Crow clan?

"Thank you for saving your life."

Chu Ruoqiao broke free from his clasped arm and bowed.

Her words were full of sincerity.

If it weren't for the male cultivator in front of her interfering in the battle, she wouldn't have been able to sacrifice the life-saving thing given by her eldest brother.

Now there is a high probability that he has died in the belly of the bird.

"The two races of the shemales are incompatible, not to mention the closed moon shy flower born by the fairy, how can I bear it in my heart."

Chen Ping's eyes turned around on Chu Ruoqiao, and he joked with a slight smile.

"Do you have a top-grade water spirit stone on your body?"

Ignoring Chen Ping's ridicule, Chu Ruoqiao bit her lip and said, "The little girl is willing to exchange it with a high percentage." ”

"There are only five pieces left on Lu's body."

rummaging around in the storage ring, Chen Ping threw a few shiny things over.

Chu Ruoqiao immediately sat down cross-legged, and after a short while, the five high-grade water spirit stones shattered dimly.

And her mana has also recovered a little.

Then, Chu Ruoqiao handed over a storage ring.

Chen Ping casually looked at it, and there were a million lower grade spirit stones inside.

"Fairy Chu is too polite, it's not in vain for Lu to take a risk."

Chen Ping laughed, without fake Sven's refusal.

"Lu Daoyou is a monk from which sea?"

Chu Ruoqiao stared at him a few times and said curiously.

Being able to fight to a draw with the two third-order peak Xuanhuo Crows shows that this person has the strength of a half-step golden pill.

This kind of monk is not a lonely and unknown person in the entire cultivation world, and she actually doesn't know it.

"In the lower part is the loose cultivation in the sea area of the Sword Ding Sect, I used to retreat in the cave mansion, and recently I heard that the meeting of the two cities was opened, and I just got out of the customs, Fairy Chu has never seen it in the lower part, this is very normal."

Chen Ping said casually.

"I see."

Chu Ruoqiao was still a little suspicious in his heart, but he didn't want to ask any more.

"Fairy Chu, why did you provoke the Xuanhuo Crow?"

Stuffing the storage ring back into his arms, Chen Ping asked tentatively.

"It's just that the luck doesn't go well."

Chu Ruoqiao's face darkened, and he sighed softly.

Then, she briefly described what happened to her group.

never mentioned Yin Wuji's bad behavior, and it was not clear whether he felt that the ugliness of the family should not be publicized, or whether he had other scruples.

……

A quarter of an hour later, watching the pale blue light fade away, Chen Ping lowered his head and fell into a deep groan.

Chu Ruoqiao is Chu Qingling's sister, and the Chu clan is the second biggest person.

She returned to the sect alive this time, and Yin Wuji's conviction and punishment could not escape.

Regardless of whether Yin Xianyi chooses to keep her nephew or not, her relationship with Chu Qingling cannot be easily repaired.