However, Mu Yuan exhausted the accumulation of the sect and prepared many means for the sixfold thunder tribulation, but they were all in vain.

Everyone didn't know why he didn't stick to his heart.

It is a foreseeable fact that the Imperial Beast Sect, which has a long inheritance, will collapse and completely lose hope of breaking the rules in a short period of time.

People who gloat, those who are heavy-faced, and those who are timid and anxious abound.

The crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, and the world returned to tranquility.

Chaowen said that he could die at night.

At this moment, Chen Ping seems to have entered a mysterious state.

Scholars are determined to be immortals, broken or fallen, and broken can also stand.

Now he was filled with some kind of thought, and even the mana in his body began to boil.

Go to the Secret Realm!

If you are forbidden and excluded, immediately find a place to get married.

On the contrary, maybe there will be a little more relief.

After all, that sixth-order Sun Eclipse Divine Bud was related to the ascension of the physical cultivation realm.

With his supernatural powers, it is easy to slaughter Yuan Dan and fake Dan.

In the end, the monk who gets the divine bud will most likely be him.

……

Half a day later, above a lake, a white-covered flying car galloped by, attracting the surrounding stars.

At this moment, in a cloud layer outside the sky, an ancient cyan long sword more than ten zhang long suddenly appeared, and slashed down into the air, splitting the vulnerable flying car into two halves.

"Boom!"

Fragments of magic weapons were scattered all over the sky, and the four figures suddenly scattered and rolled out.

It's just that one of the men and one of the women has a blood mark between the eyebrows of each other, which runs through the whole body, and it has obviously fallen.

"Why did Daoyou slaughter the Kunpeng League for no reason?"

At the same time as he landed, a young man in a luxurious robe slapped his backhand, levitated, and sacrificed a high-grade Taoist weapon with a frightened look in his eyes.

Behind him, the ancient cyan long sword that swept the vast sword qi struck at him unceremoniously.

Staring at this menacing spirit sword, Ma Hujing felt quite familiar, and a figure flashed in his mind.

Chen Ping, who calls himself Senior Brother Yang Ziyu!

This person is also a great sword cultivator who combines human swords.

Ma Hujing suddenly regretted it.

He originally estimated that his strength was almost the same as Chen Ping, so he dared to continue to coerce Yang Ziyu.

Looking at it now, Chen Ping's magical powers are far from being comparable to him!

"The master of the Ma League has bullied his junior brother five times, and the death penalty cannot be escaped."

A chuckle resounded all around, but what was reflected outside was the roar of sword qi and the roar of the wind.

This is naturally Chen Ping, who came from the Guzhou Plain to follow Kunpeng Meng and others all the way.

What is more regrettable is that the Kunpeng League and the others chose to act separately halfway.

The few who left were lucky to escape.

The two corpses that fell from the flying car were Bai Ling and Tong Guan.

And Ma Hujing is a half-step Jin Dan, with slightly stronger strength, and barely blocked his earth-shattering sword.

"Senior brother came to save me!"

Yang Ziyu rolled on the ground a few times in embarrassment, and after recovering his strength, he couldn't help crying with joy.

"Chen Daoyou, please listen to my explanation!"

Seeing that Chen Ping did not hide his murderous intentions, Ma Hujing was in turmoil, and hurriedly begged for mercy.

But the only thing that responded to him was the cyan sword light that filled the sky.

In just two breaths, half a mile around his body was wrapped in sword qi.

Loud noises came from within.

The next moment, the violent and terrifying sword qi dispersed, and Ma Hujing's flesh and blood fell in a pool of blood, and his breath was extinct.

"And so he fell?"

Yang Ziyu's eyes widened, and the goatee on his chin trembled violently.

Ma Hujing is a half-step golden pill with a small reputation, but he didn't even release the domesticated third-order spirit beast, so he simply died.

What is the strength of the cheap brother?

None more than that.

"Senior brother's hard life, I followed my senior brother's words and immediately returned to Fuyou City, but I didn't expect to be intercepted halfway by the monks of the Kunpeng League......"

Yang Ziyu said with a sad face, however, the words came to an abrupt end.

The long sword stained with fresh blood flew and stopped three inches away from his forehead.

Immediately after, a cold thought came over: "Needless to say, the three million spirit stones you owe me are going to be paid off in how many years?" ”

"What do you mean, senior brother?"

Yang Ziyu's lips trembled, and his expression was stunned.

"The life of a Yuan Dan monk is not worth the price?"

The cyan sword buzzed and came closer.

"Worth it, worth it."

Yang Ziyu suddenly smiled bitterly: "Senior Brother Rong will slowly repay it in a hundred years. ”

"Exactly."

As soon as the mind in the Pure Yang Sword moved, it circled a few nearby, and rushed into the sky with three corpses.

"It's over, the rest of my life is over."

At this moment, Yang Ziyu just wants to hug his head and cry.

But looking back on the supernatural powers shown by the senior brother, he cheered up some spirits again.

In line with the attitude of shrinking clothes and dieting, Yang Ziyu picked up the wreckage of the flyway machine scattered everywhere, and then immediately fled in the direction of the outside of the island.

The two disappeared for about a dozen breaths.

A pale yellow spiritual fire several feet high suddenly appeared on the spot.

"It's kind of interesting, but that's about it."

In the slowly burning flames, a faint figure flickered.

In the next breath, the spiritual fire swooped down on the ground below, and the person disappeared directly into the ground.

……

Skirting a steep cliff, Chen Ping calmly buried his head and continued to move forward.

This area is still the central part of Tempus Island.

But it was already on the periphery, and it was very far away from the lairs of the major fourth-order demon beasts.

"I didn't catch a small fish, was it driven away by the big one?"

Chen Ping's eyes shrank, and then a sneer appeared.

After identifying a direction, Chen Ping injected mana into the soles of his feet without hesitation.

The black light burst out, and he turned into a ball of blood and shot out.

A hundred miles away, a strange thing with flames rising enveloped Bai Xia, and after a long roar, it chased after him.

Halfway through, Chen Ping looked back at the rear.

Although that flame was still in the distance, with Chen Ping's powerful divine sense, he could see it clearly in the blink of an eye.

The image of this thing is really weird.

Because of the white light that blocked the detection of divine sense, Chen Ping could only see the appearance roughly.

The whole seems to be a gray skeleton with the appearance of a normal person, but every inch is stained with a beating pale yellow spiritual fire.

If you look closely, what looks like a skeleton has a pair of dark red bone wings four or five feet long stretching out from its back, and the runes on it flutter and the glow is endless.

There is a faint air of ferocity that spreads all over the world.

If it weren't for the monk's mana aura captured from that spiritual fire, Chen Ping would even mistake it for some kind of unheard of alien race!

"Is this gray skull supernatural or a strange thing?"

The suspicious thought flashed away, and in a moment's effort, Chen Ping escaped for hundreds of miles.

"Hmph, the junior Yuan Dan is also delusional to escape from the hands of this seat."

In the spiritual fire, the gray skeleton opened its mouth violently, and a sharp explosion was like a brain-drilling magic sound, making Chen Ping, who was surrounded by blood light, pause, and his face turned pale in an instant.

This strange roar not only carries divine sense suppression, but also has a good illusion attack.

However, his Divine Soul Villain was covered with Divine Power Golden Armor, but he was not hit.

Then he snorted coldly, and the black light on the soles of Chen Ping's feet immediately became dazzling, and his escape technique improved by half a percent.

"Hey, you actually carried the divine sense shock of this seat?"

Linghuo jumped strangely, and a gong-like voice sounded accordingly.

Almost at the same time, the fluorescent light on the surface of the skeleton flashed wildly a few times, and shot towards Chen Ping.

It didn't take long for two clusters of light dozens of miles apart to sweep through the sky above the edge of the cliff and chase deeper into the mountain stream.

"Hand over the Heart Protection Pill and the Dragon Eagle Step, for the sake of Yin Xianyi's thin face, this seat can spare you from dying."

Every word of the skeleton was interspersed with an illusion attack, and the distance between the two was getting closer and closer.

The scorching heat released by the pale yellow spiritual fire made Chen Ping feel it clearly.

"Toast and don't eat and drink!"

The strange monk obviously had no patience to play the trick of cat and mouse, and the wings behind the skeleton flapped, the phantoms overlapped, and an arc-shaped circle of light spread out, and it was about to overtake Chen Ping.

"Who is this person?"

Chen Ping racked his brains to recall the information he had collected in recent years, and there was no one to sit down.

I'm afraid it's the new cultivation method of the Jindan monk, and the news can't keep up.

Or simply Jindan, which has not broken through for a long time.

And the words that broke the Heart Protecting Pill, Dragon Eagle Step and other things showed that this person had been paying attention to him since the Guzhou Plain, and even a certain Jin Dan in the auction.

Looking at the situation, his speed is that he can't get rid of the other party.

However, after cultivating into the Jindan flesh, he has not yet fought with the Jindan monk.

Judging from the speed and strength of the person, it is basically only the initial realm.

It's a good opponent who weighs his supernatural powers.

Chen Ping quickly made up his mind in his heart, and the blood light of Mo Luo's shadow step immediately dimmed.

Qing Mengmeng's sword qi erupted violently, and instead it was suspended in front of him.

At the same time, his figure flickered, and he turned his head in his pocket, looking back and facing back.

"Not running?"

The skeleton caught up in an instant, and when he saw that this junior was covered with sword qi, he couldn't help but sneer.

"Junior, Haichang Island Chen Ping, dare to ask the senior's surname?"

Chen Ping pretended to smile bitterly and hugged his fists in a proper manner.

"You kid kills people like hemp, but he has a very good temper with this seat, why don't you join me on Crazy Island to conspire with the great cause, and this seat will do its best to help you get married."

As soon as the white glow fell, the skeleton was completely exposed.

Then, the pale yellow spiritual fire was also collected into the bones like a tide.

In the blink of an eye, a purple-clothed male cultivator with an abnormally handsome face suddenly appeared.

Looking at his appearance, he seems to be only in his twenties, dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe, with white and tender skin, and a graceful gesture.

But if you get a little closer, you can find that the young man's eyes flickered, the color of vicissitudes was revealed, and there were crow's feet in the corners of his eyes and the depths of his neck that did not match his appearance.

Obviously, this is definitely an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, but likes to wear green skins!

The moment the purple-clothed male cultivator appeared, Chen Ping immediately recognized his heels.

Even after the Dou Hanhai Realm in Feiya Ridge was successfully broken, there were only four Jin Dan in the evil cultivation camp.

A strong man with a half-step primordial infant, the first supernatural power recognized by the human race.

Under that person, there was a female evil cultivator in the late stage of Jindan and two male evil cultivators in the early stage of Jindan.

The weir of the Wild Owl Island.

In the early stage of the old Jindan more than a hundred years ago, it was rumored that it was only one step away from the mid-stage realm.

This man has an unusual name and appearance, but he is a complete madman.

Slaughtering cities and islands, skinning and extracting souls, and refining evil things are just ordinary.

And Crazy Island is also regarded by decent monks as the most cruel and unscrupulous evil cultivator.

It can be seen from the road number of the Yantai weir "ten thousand kills real people".

Including mortals, the number of innocent beings who died at his hands was far more than 10,000.

"It turned out to be the predecessor of Crazy Owl Island."

Chen Ping breathed a sigh of relief and said respectfully: "The water has washed the Dragon King Temple, and the juniors have been accepted by Elder Dou to serve under their command, and you are from the same family as the seniors." ”

"Junior, what inexplicable are you talking about?"

Yutaiyan frowned, and said lightly: "This seat now gives you two choices." ”

"Hand over the treasure and your chance, I can let you live, second, this seat is prohibited, and you join my Wild Owl Island."

Hearing this, Chen Ping's heart moved, and he basically determined a certain fact.

Guantai Yan's reaction showed that the evil cultivators probably did not form a sect.

Instead, Dou Hanhai led the people of Feiyaling to quietly take refuge in Wangqin Danzong!

Maybe this person can marry Dan, and it is also the resource provided by Danzong behind it.

"The tone of the Taoist friend is not small!"

Suddenly, Chen Ping changed his respectful attitude, and while laughing loudly, hundreds of cyan sword lights surged out from his cuffs.

After a low groan, it converged with the many sword qi hovering in front of him, and under the flickering of the phantom, a thousand turned into one, forming a huge wave of green rainbow more than a hundred zhang long, rolling towards the opposite side.

"The mayfly shakes the tree!"

Seeing that Chen Ping dared to take the initiative to attack him and changed the honorific title of "senior", he didn't know why, a trace of ruthlessness appeared on his face, and he no longer talked nonsense with one hand.

A large pale yellow fist spirit fire was sacrificed into the air by it.

Then he opened his mouth again, spewing out a trace of black gas.

The black qi like a small snake entangled the spiritual fire, causing the yellow rays of its surface to flicker, and it flew up rapidly out of thin air, and filaments flew out of it.

In the blink of an eye, it was transformed into a giant flower basket with exquisite weaving.

At the same time, there are words in the mouth of the weir, and after pinching the trick with both hands, the big flower basket that occupies a hundred zhang space will dance in the wind and gently fish.

The greatsword slashed down and collided violently with the basket of flowers.

As a result, the sound of zila was loud.

The invincible Qinglian Sword Qi was simply crushed with one blow in front of the Jindan Monk's technique.

Without resistance, it was sucked in by the flower basket, and then disappeared into intangibility.

"I thought you had cultivated some earth-shattering supernatural powers."

A sneer appeared on his face, but the wheels of his hands kept forming various handprints, obviously not intending to give the other party a chance to breathe.

It is definitely not normal for a Yuan Dan monk to have no fear in front of him who has killed a real person.

While he was puzzled, he casually pinched a commonly used magical power.

Whether it's gold or defeat, you'll know with a try!

One after another, the colorful tricks were all hit on the giant flower basket in the sky.

Suddenly, the flower basket shrank violently, and then exploded instantly.

Countless palm-sized slender fire crystals then appeared out of thin air beside the Yantai Weir, and the flames were shining, covering a radius of more than ten zhang.

"Yin Xianyi's little lover, don't worry, this seat will leave a whole corpse for you."

The eyes of the Yantai Yan flashed, and his hands suddenly opened and closed sharply to point at Chen Ping, and spit out a gloomy word "go" in his mouth.

The next moment, the dense fire crystals burst out like a strong bow and a hard crossbow.

Countless red crystals shrouded Chen Ping's location at once.

The ordinary blow of Brother Jindan was really terrifying.

"Ding"

"Ding"

The fire crystals drowned out, and the muffled sound continued.

As soon as he heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows, and after sweeping it with his divine sense, his face showed a look of surprise and disbelief.

His fire supernatural powers vanished in an instant.

The junior in the center was covered with a faint silver brilliance from head to toe, even a tiny hair.

"Jindan Flesh!"

Tantaiyan's eyes narrowed fiercely, and he understood where Chen Ping's confidence was.

Although this son is a Dharma cultivator, the realm of physical cultivation that can be assisted has actually surpassed a level.

That's a rare thing.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have heard it as a joke.

"The divine power of the Tangtai Weir is a step more powerful than the power of Wu Gaoge's splitting axe, and it took fifteen drops of essence blood to resist this blow."

After checking the state of his body, Chen Ping thought silently.

He was completely deliberate to let the fire of the Yantai Weir hit.

The most important thing for the Body Cultivation Fighting Method is the consumption rate of essence blood.

Compared to the total amount of 1,100 drops of essence blood, these fifteen drops of essence blood are undoubtedly a gentle breeze and drizzle.

After quickly making a judgment, Chen Ping smiled gloomily, burst out with silver light all over his body, and unceremoniously kicked at the weir.

In the early stage of Jindan, it can be killed!