Suddenly, a purple and green sword qi that was more than a hundred zhang long slashed out, facing that spiritual power.

Purple Qi is a derivative of the Purple Rhino Sword itself.

And the cyan sword qi is Chen Ping's kendo evolution.

The first sword of the best psychic dao weapon combined with the third step of sword cultivation was already an attack that reached the pinnacle of the archipelago cultivation world.

"Ice and earth attribute mana!"

The two burst apart a few miles away from the Pegasus cart.

Turned into a colorful column of wind and rose into the sky.

From a distance, it's amazing.

Chen Ping swept towards the strange space, his eyes revealing a cautious look.

He and the Sneak Attack Monk seemed to be on par in strength, and they didn't suffer any damage.

But in fact, he has already suffered a small loss.

Because the other party only released pure mana, and it was annihilated with the sword qi before even forming a spell.

With such a strong supernatural power, the person who comes must be an evil venerable!

Chen Ping's consciousness spread like waves over and over again, and his mind began to turn sharply.

The Evil One has at least the Ice and Earth Spirit Root.

The ice attribute is good at attacking, and the defense of the earth attribute is second to none.

The two attributes converge into one, and this person is really difficult to deal with.

"The blow that this seat just now, Jin Dan can't take it in the later stage."

I saw that in the sky above the Pegasus cart, there was an extra cloud of blood mist at some point.

The Evil Venerable's unique voice rang out from it.

After sending a message to Wei Xueling to tell him to take care of the carriage, Chen Ping said coldly: "What does it mean for the evil venerable Daoist to intercept halfway, bullying me and being decent?" ”

"Joke, this seat is the ancestor of evil cultivation, and he never pays attention to rules and regulations!"

The blood mist trembled violently, and the sound of maniacal laughter was transmitted.

Immediately after, in the unclear blood mist, the evil venerable rubbed his hands, and a pair of black and shiny arms suddenly appeared on his arms.

The beast-shaped patterns on the surface are dense, and I don't know what is strange.

"The breath of the spirit treasure!"

The corners of Chen Ping's eyes were clamped, and his breathing was slightly heavy.

Although he couldn't penetrate the blood mist to observe the Evil Venerable's body, the terrifying killing intent appeared out of thin air and couldn't be concealed at all.

It is definitely an authentic spiritual treasure.

Moreover, it is even stronger than the Prajna Spirit Slaughter Whip of the Moon Sect.

Naturally, it can't be the level of the middle grade.

Unless the evil deity is majoring in the Treasure Exercises.

Strike first!

The more dangerous it is, the more calm Chen Ping is.

As soon as the blue light was made all over his body, an earth-shattering thunderbolt came out, followed by a flash of several sword qi, like an iceberg dissolving, into the nearby air.

Zhou Tian's Ten Thousand Sword Formations were arranged in an instant!

"Boom!"

A colorful sword rushed out.

At first, it was only a few feet long.

However, under the flow of the aura of the formation base, the size of this sword instantly soared.

It suddenly turned into a behemoth more than ten times larger.

With a slight click, Chen Ping's colorful sword turned into a beam of light, reached the top of the blood mist, and came out again.

At the same time as the giant sword slashed, the blood light flashed wildly, and it turned into a blurred grimace.

The grimace looked at the sword qi expressionlessly.

The bloodshot mixed in the mist suddenly turned into countless blood spots the size of rice grains, desperately clinging to the giant sword.

In addition to the giant sword body, as soon as the ordinary sword qi wrapped around it touched these blood spots, puffs of gray smoke suddenly appeared, which instantly dissolved.

Chen Ping's heart suddenly sank.

The sword qi attached to the giant sword is a means of replenishing supernatural powers.

was absolved by that blood spot, and the strength was weakened by at least two percent!

"Slash!"

When his divine sense completely locked on the blood mist, Chen Ping's face was full of frost.

The giant sword immediately fell silently from the sky.

"Buzz!"

There was a strange sound in a hurry, and a transparent wall suddenly opened in the blood mist.

And under the caress of a tentacle, the entire light mask was dyed blood red.

The blood mist rolled on it, condensing drops of viscous blood.

The bloody aura increased dramatically.

"Blood Dao Divine Power?"

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

The orthodox exercises, the demon path exercises, and the blood path exercises almost encompass all the systems of the Terran monks.

There is no obvious distinction between the three.

It's just that the characteristics are very different.

The orthodox exercises are relatively peaceful, and the demonic exercises are domineering.

And the Blood Dao Exercises, very few monks take the initiative to cultivate.

The advantages and disadvantages of this type of exercise are extreme, and it is known for its variety.

Sure enough, the loud noise continued, and after the colorful sword and blood light were intertwined, they were bounced away.

The blood-colored wall cover was just a few casual shudders.

Not weaker than the defense of the Lingyao Jade Bowl!

The Blood Dao Divine Power is indeed very weird.

Chen Ping's face was full of prudence, and with a wave of his robe, the mana in the meridians worked rapidly.

The rich fire spiritual power even turned into a fire phoenix and flew onto the big sword.

Then the sound of the spell sounded, and a layer of erupting flames erupted from the sword's body.

It's a technique he's honed himself.

It can temporarily combine the two killing powers of swordsmanship and fire, so as to enhance the power of sword energy.

In fact, the attribute that is most compatible with the sword formation is undoubtedly the power of thunder and lightning.

However, the Immortal Thunder Method has only been cultivated to the second layer at present, and the energy of the Green Thunder Vortex is not very stable.

He tried hundreds of times, but he didn't succeed in realizing the idea in his heart.

After the spiritual fire covered the big sword, Chen Ping had no intention of stopping.

Instead, he raised his hand and shot a few tricks at the colorful sword.

In an instant, the size of the colored sword skyrocketed again.

After a rumbling shake.

The colorful sword, which was more than 100 zhang long, went straight to the center of the blood cover like Optimus Prime.

Under the tip of the sharp sword, the top of the blood shield began to deform slightly and sink in.

The entire wall cover shook violently.

Chen Ping was slightly overjoyed when he saw this, and injected two percent of spiritual power into it.

The colorful sword was still slowly growing larger and expanding.

And the deformation of the top of the blood mask is becoming more and more obvious.

Add another fire!

Chen Ping stretched out a finger, and with a "poof", a walnut-sized ice spirit crystal flame appeared on his fingertips.

"Go!"

Spit lightly in his mouth, and the fireball shot straight into the blood cover.

"Bang"

With a crisp sound, the Ice Spirit Crystal Flame burst, and the light blue ice layer instantly spread out, covering the entire wall cover.

Less tilting, the temperature of one side of the world plummets.

It's like a world of ice and snow that has turned into a bitter cold, and the exhalation turns into ice.

"Click-click"

Under the superposition of multiple attacks, the blood shield flickered on and off, and finally showed signs of collapse.

When the Ice Spirit Crystal Flame ended, the powerful wall cover also turned into a rain of blood in the sky.

In the midst of the red silk, a man with a strange face appeared in the air.

This man looked no more than twenty-seven or eight.

The facial features are ordinary, and there is nothing surprising about it.

But his face was covered with blood-colored flesh buds of about three inches, wriggling and rolling.

As if it was all living creatures, Chen Ping couldn't help but feel creepy.

It's really a Blood Dao Great Cultivator!

"Breaking the blood shield of this seat means that Chen Daoyou does have the means to resist the Jindan Great Perfection."

The Evil Venerable spoke calmly, and a cloud of blood mist quickly enveloped his face.

At the same time, the colorful sword that slashed through the wall slashed down on the top of his head in panic.

With the continuous blessing of Chen Ping's mana, the power of this sword was almost not lost.

It is believed that even if the Evil Venerable's body refining realm reaches the late stage of Jindan, it will be ruthlessly split in half.

"This spiritual treasure in this seat has not been used for nearly a hundred years."

Chong Chen Ping smiled slightly, and the evil venerable's arms floated up at the same time, and he slammed it upward!

"Wow"

Suddenly, the sound of autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves swept across the sky.

This sound was mixed with endless violent meaning, which made Chen Ping's heart very vigilant.

And the two black armbands wrapped around the Evil Venerable's arms were the spiritual treasures that he had sensed before.

To be precise, it is a rare pair of spiritual treasures.

Isn't this strange appearance a treasure for exclusive body cultivation?

Chen Ping didn't dare to be careless, and was ready to use secret techniques to resist at any time.

In the next breath, the ghostly roar on the surface of the arm cuff made a loud noise, and two pillars of jet-black light erupted in a flash.

The strange thing is that after the pillar of light appeared, it did not attack the colored sword immediately.

Instead, it was a hover, converging in mid-air and turning into a blurred phantom.

This shadow is hundreds of feet in size.

In an instant, a lifelike black-winged roc appeared.

The surface of the Jupeng was covered with countless blood-colored arcs of blood-colored light, covering the sky and the sun, as if a fifth-order fierce beast had descended in its true body.

"Please Chen Daoyou try the power of this treasure."

The evil venerable hovered with one foot for a long time, and grabbed it lightly with his left hand.

And the black-winged roc seemed to be synchronized with his movements, and a pair of palace-sized giant claws also grabbed down the colorful greatsword with a dazzling blood.

Before the giant claw could be implemented, the amazing spiritual pressure like Mount Tai's top pressure was pressed down violently.

"Boom!"

In front of the giant claw, the big sword condensed by the Ten Thousand Peerless Array was like a useless ornament, protruding left and right, but it could never break free from that side of the space.

Not far away, with the Evil Venerable's left hand slightly closed.

The claws of the Roc immediately clenched tightly.

A terrifying scene occurred.

The colorful sword that could compete with the spirit treasure was actually shattered inch by inch.

What shocked Chen Ping even more was that the body of the big sword was transformed by sword qi.

Even if it is shattered by outsiders with supernatural powers, some of it will be dispersed into pure sword qi again.

But I don't know what energy is contained in the claws of the Roc.

The colorful sword directly turned into nothingness.

At the same time, the sword filaments in Zhou Tian's Ten Thousand Absolute Sword Array were drastically reduced by half.

Staring at Chen Ping, the evil venerable grabbed his arm, and the black roc immediately rushed towards the flying car.

As soon as he sensed the terrifying power contained in the giant claw, Chen Ping's face immediately sank.

The black roc is coming too fast, and it looks like it has been shaking for nine days, and it must be too late for the flying car to dodge.

With a fierce face, Chen Ping opened his mouth and touched a ball of essence blood into his fist.

Almost at the same time, a dazzling silver light was released, and after a dripping turn, it turned into a silver net, and blocked the Dapeng towards it.

The Roc turned a blind eye to the attacking silver net, and as soon as his wings retracted, he tried to break out of a large hole.

However, this net is gathered by Chen Ping's physical cultivation strength, and the degree of difficulty is self-evident.

With a loud "boom", the silver net suddenly shrank, wrapping half of Dapeng's body.

Amazing light erupted in unison, and the surrounding space for more than ten miles was distorted and blurred in this explosion.

"The physical realm of Jindan's peak, Gu Sixian has not exaggerated!"

A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the evil venerable, and when he was about to urge Dapeng to continue to break free from the silver net, he suddenly remembered something, and the arms of his two hands were closed in front of his chest and struck.

The Dapeng actually took the initiative to evacuate, re-turned into two black pillars, and shot back into the arm sleeve respectively.

"This kid also has a heavenly soul secret technique."

Concealing his murderous intent, the evil venerable glanced at Chen Ping deeply through the blood mist, and the next moment, the blood cloud around him rolled up, disappearing like a meteor.

"Bloodshed."

Seeing this famous blood path escape technique for the first time, Chen Ping's complexion also changed.

The aura of the Evil Venerable was within the range of his divine sense, and it only lasted for half a breath before disappearing completely.

After seeing the strength of that pair of spirit treasures, of course he couldn't chase them up arrogantly.

beckoned to withdraw the sword formation, Chen Ping's figure flashed, and he returned to the flying car.

"Chen Daoyou, the evil venerable has retreated?"

opened the carriage, and the frightened Wei Xueling immediately greeted him.

The fighting methods of the two of them are to use great magic powers to directly bombard.

She didn't even dare to approach with her divine sense, so she didn't know the details of the battle.

"Well, the next trip is troublesome Wei Daoyou, pay more attention, this seat needs to recover its mana."

Nodding lightly, Chen Ping closed the door of the box.

Hearing this, Wei Xueling's expression was stunned for a moment, and then a strong joy welled up in his heart.

Earlier, in front of the refining workshop, Chen Ping told him that he was not afraid of evil venerables.

She was skeptical.

But now the facts are in front of him, and the capital of the Jindan list was forced back by Chen Ping's sword!

This is a completely supernatural supernatural power.

The archipelago cultivation world has been inherited for so long, and the last Jindan monk who can surpass two small ranks is still an invincible Hongyun real person who relies on various treasures.

Baiqiaomen is attached to Chen Ping, and it is not a problem for the Taoist system to continue to prosper for thousands of years.

"Chen Daoyou, rest assured, today's battle concubine body will definitely not spread out randomly."

Wei Xueling bowed slightly towards the box, and her tone was full of respect for the great monk.

After speaking, she tiptoed back, for fear of disturbing Chen Ping's retreat.

You can't hide it.

Chen Ping knew it.

There were dozens of refiners in the flying car, and it was impossible for him to kill them all.

Moreover, Gu Sixian also knew his strength early.

This time, whether Lei Bao can be created or not, he doesn't plan to hide it.

After sensing that Wei Xueling was walking away, Chen Ping let out a muffled snort, and his face suddenly turned like gold paper.

Then the cramping pain in the internal organs hit, and a mouthful of blood spat on the ground.

That arm-sleeved spirit treasure was extraordinary.

And he fought with Gu Sixian before, and his essence and blood have not fully recovered.

At the moment, he is seriously injured.

Enduring the severe pain, Chen Ping quickly swallowed a few four-grade healing pills, which gradually stabilized the injury.

This batch of Erdaowen pills was refined by Yu Yangchang, and the medicinal effect was very pure.

"With only the means that can be revealed, it is still half a step away from the old great monk."

Sighing slightly, Chen Ping said to himself.

Wei Xueling thought that the evil venerable was defeated, and he just put gold on his face.

There are two real reasons for this.

First, although the arm-sleeved spirit treasure is powerful, it can consume mana extremely much.

Rao is a Jindan monk, and he can't manipulate two blows.

Second, the evil venerable probably cared about his divine soul secret technique.

From the beginning, this man's attack was mainly tentative.

"Evil Venerable Daoist said that he admires you very much, and asked my subordinates of the Four Sects of the Inland Sea to show mercy."

These are the original words of the era of amnesty on the island of heavenly beasts that day.

Chen Ping always felt that the evil venerable had guessed that the ten thousand kills were killed by him, and deliberately framed him.

Ever since he knew that this person was a Blood Dao cultivator with ice and earth attributes, the level of danger in Chen Ping's heart had surpassed Gu Sixian's.

Having said that, an evil venerable, a first cultivator of the Lanyue Sect.

These two are the most difficult Terran monks to deal with at the moment.

However, both of them are Jindan consummation, and they are a stone's throw away from the Yuanying Realm.

Even if the probability of breaking through the big bottleneck is extremely low, Chen Ping has to guard against it.

Once one of the two is promoted to the Yuan Infant, killing him is like an ant.

"The top priority is to refine the Thunder Treasure first."

Something too far away, Chen Ping didn't think much about it for the time being, closed his eyes, and concentrated on absorbing the medicinal power.

……

There are only a handful of fourth-class islands in the Yuanyan Sea.

It is basically the core station of the four sects of the Inland Sea, and others don't want to get involved.

But the number of third-class islands is quite large.

Some of the powerful third-level islands are even close to the fourth-level islands.

For example, Wangqin Island at the beginning.

Or the Purple Thunder Island in front of you.

Viewed from above, most of the islands, which are close to the land of thousands of miles, are shrouded in a layer of purple mist.

A closer look revealed that these mist were actually formed by the convergence of pure thunder aura.

"This place deserves to be the No. 1 Leixiu Island in the sea."

On the flying car, Chen Ping said with a little satisfaction.

After ten days of traveling, except for the one intercepted by the evil venerable, all the cultivators arrived at the sea area of the Three Peerless Palaces without any danger.

Of course, there are two Jindan monks to suppress it, and the archipelago is so big, where to go!

"Tens of thousands of years ago, a star containing the power of immortal thunder fell from the four-element heavy sky, collided with several trenches in the sea, and swept a deep-sea vortex with a radius of hundreds of miles."

"After thousands of years of precipitation, the stellar gravel and the sediment on the seabed slowly condensed, thus forming Zilei Island."

Jia Wenmao, who was a few positions behind, explained loudly.

Hearing him mention the stars, Chen Ping's heart moved slightly.

This kind of star that can change an environment, is usually a great treasure.

But tens of thousands of years have passed, and no treasure can be harvested by him, and it has long been searched by his predecessors.

After thinking for a long time, Chen Ping flew off the carriage and took a circle along Purple Thunder Island with dragon eagle steps.

During this time, he swept every corner several times with his divine sense.

The cultivation level of Purple Thunder Island was unexpectedly strong.

For every twenty monks, there is one Monk Lei Linggen, which is a ridiculously high percentage.

In addition, the Yuan Dan Great Perfection and the False Dan Monks alone exceeded the number of one palm.

There are as many as thirty ordinary Yuan Dan.

Looking at the area where they are distributed, it should belong to the six forces.

Sure enough, Jia Wenmao's next words confirmed his guess.

"Two seniors, Purple Thunder Island belongs to the Three Peerless Palaces, and is controlled by the four major families and two large sects."

"The site that the younger generation wants to borrow is a basin, which is occupied by the Yuxi Sect, the strongest of the six major forces."

Seeing that Chen Ping and Wei Xueling had never been to Purple Thunder Island, Jia Wenmao revealed in detail.

"What does this Jade Creek Sect have to do with you?"

Chen Ping glanced at him lightly and said teasingly.

"Fifty years ago, the younger generation offered to lease the basin at a high price for a while, but it was rejected by the Supreme Elder of the Yuxi Sect, and he fell in face."

Coughing lightly, Jia Wenmao said calmly.

"I'm not here to help you get back on the field."

Chen Ping snorted and warned.

"The juniors know in their hearts that refining spiritual treasures is a top priority."

After a pause, Jia Wenmao hurriedly added: "Seniors will know when they go, that basin is definitely the most suitable place for refining thunder attribute heavy treasures in the archipelago cultivation world. ”

Nodding, Chen Ping drove a speeding car and galloped directly towards a certain mountain range in the center of the island.

……

Now that you are on Purple Thunder Island, the next thing is simple.

After Chen Ping and Wei Xueling revealed their identities and released the unique coercion of the Jindan monks, the people of the Yuxi Sect trembled like a catastrophe.

Several Yuan Dan elders lowered their heads and listened to the will.

The sect has been closed for five years, and it is not allowed to disclose everyone's itinerary.

This is Chen Ping's order to the Yuxi Sect.

In the process of refining the treasure, he didn't really want to meet the two of the Three Peerless Halls in advance.

The first cultivator of the Yuxi Sect, the fake Dan monk Xuan Tianlei nodded and reassured.

The two golden pills put pressure, how dare he have half a point of yang and yin.

The Dugu Hall Lord and the Ji Hall Lord knew about it, and they would probably not blame it.

……

Following.

Under the leadership of Xuan Tianlei, Chen Ping, Wei Xueling, and dozens of refining masters moved to a basin together.

This place is called Genlei Valley, and it is a famous area on the island.

Xuanlei Valley is also the forbidden place of the Yuxi Sect, and usually the disciples of the True Transmission have to consume a lot of contribution points when they enter the cultivation inside.

"I don't know how many spirit stones you plan to collect from Yuxi Sect when so many of us come in?"

Jia Wenmao's yin and yang weird way.

"Master Jia laughed, if the seniors have any orders, just speak out, this sect should fully cooperate."

With a sigh in his heart, Xuan Tianlei smiled and said with a smile.

Jia Wenmao was deliberately mocking him and avenging his refusal.

Looking at this person's arrogant style, Xuan Tianlei had a lot of anger piled up in his chest, but he didn't dare to let it out.

When Chen Ping heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.

Master Jia is highly skilled, and his shortcomings are also a lot of shortcomings.

However, such a person is also quite to his liking.

"Evangelist, you have been with me in this valley for the last few years."

Chen Ping said without tactfulness.

There is no more suitable hostage than a first practice.

……

On the third day, the Xuanlei Valley of the Yuxi Sect was quietly closed.

Even if it is the lineage of several Yuan Dan Taishang elders, they are not allowed to enter for half a step.

A few months later, a golden underground hall.

Chen Ping made a cup of tea for the female cultivator directly opposite, and said with a light smile: "It's hard work, the trouble that Master Jia encountered over there can't be solved by you." ”

"The concubine is specialized in refining strange things, and she only knows the fur of refining weapons."

Wei Xueling's expression changed, and she was quite unhappy.

"Master Jia asked you to help by name, he can't look down on the seat where he has mastered a variety of spiritual fires!"

In the case of asking for help, Chen Ping joked happily.

"Something shouts Xue Ling, nothing Wei Daoyou."

Wei Xueling glared at Chen Ping a few times with disgust, but she still obediently stepped back and went to find Jia Wenmao.

Recalling this woman's words, Chen Ping was stunned.

Could it be that he learned from the Heavenly Dome Vine?

No, it should be this vine deliberately imitating him.

Chen Ping couldn't help but smile strangely.

I don't know if that guy was refined to death by Jiuqingguan.

……

A dark cloud as black as ink rolled.

Cover a mountain col for miles underneath.

After a while.

More than a dozen arm-thick bolts of lightning slashed out from the dark clouds, and they rained down fiercely in the same place.

On the jade shelf on the ground, there was a manger shaped item, shining brightly, absorbing the thunder aura in the sky.

It is Jia Wenmao's natal magic weapon.

Nearly four months have passed, and he has not officially started refining weapons.

The steps of refining the spirit treasure are extremely cumbersome.

The first step alone has to be prepared for a long time.