Machine Spirit?

Chen Ping was secretly shocked, and then the things in his eyes became bigger and bigger, and he was also fished to the city wall by a fishhook.

Not far away, is the Immortal Descendant Tuoba Yu.

The distance between the two was obviously less than half a zhang, but it seemed to be thousands of miles apart, and Chen Ping couldn't even sense the slightest breath of him.

It must be a spatial supernatural power!

"Zhenjun, the old man has given you enough face, don't hold grudges in the future, the old man will not be tossed by you for a handful of bones."

Lean Tsukiki grinned and pointed at the immortal with a festering chin.

"The seniors forgive the sins, it is the younger generation who cultivates to be low, and the eyes do not know Mount Tai, if you know that you are the god and spirit, can you not worship you three times and nine knocks?"

Chen Ping showed a look of annoyance.

This old guy has been teasing indiscriminately, seemingly open-minded and generous, but in fact he is ruthless.

A set of spells cast by the Immortal Descendants killed hundreds of monks.

If this person has the heart to save him, it is all a matter of thought.

However, the result was in front of him, and he had no intention of interfering in the war.

"Zhenjun's wonderful old man all the way, I'll learn more about it later."

Lean Zhuji said with a wink, his sleeve robe was flicked back, and the golden fishhook flew out, and it was divided into ten in mid-air.

And the Heavenly Maiden exploded like a scattered flower, and the Heavenly Extreme Demon Centipede and other fifth-order corpse clans hooked at the same time.

Seeing this scene, the high-level corpse clan was so frightened that the six gods were left without a master, and they fled out of the city in a panic.

Strangely, the golden hook seemed to just deter and force the corpses back, and let them disappear without a trace.

Then, the thoughts of several fifth-order Yin Spirit Kings who were also not possessed by their souls were transmitted.

The countless armies of Yin spirits disappeared into the Inland Sea like a low tide.

The monks of Yanning City were stunned on the spot.

Only the sea area full of holes and blood light remained, reminding the cultivators that the tragic battle just now was very real.

"Monk of the Gods!"

Gu Sixian, Liang Yingzhuo, Ji Zishi, Ke Yi and other Yuan Ying bowed to the city wall in surprise and joy.

Then, the monks at all levels of Zhuji, Yuandan, and Jindan knelt on the spot, their expressions pious and indescribably excited.

For juniors, ordinary Yuanying is already a figure that needs to be looked up to with bated breath.

If it weren't for the local Liang Yingzhuo, Chen Ping, and Gu Sixian who got married one after another, they would never see each other in their lives.

The stronger incarnation of the gods is almost a mythical existence.

No matter how bold they are, they all bow their heads and surrender, with a posture of facing the rules of the saint.

In fact, the Transformation God Spirit Venerable has more or less the power of the rules, and it is understandable to describe it like this.

……

Yuan Yan Zhenjun, who was lawless a few years ago, is as well-behaved as a kitten at this moment, groveling.

There are two things he needs to get to the bottom of now.

First, the origin of this spiritual deity.

Second, the purpose of Lingzun into Yuanyan.

As for the specific realm and attitude, it doesn't matter.

Because the avatar who has mastered the power of space, whether it is the early stage or the more terrifying middle and late stages, it is difficult for him to escape.

The previous breakthrough of the Starry Sky Technique gave him a blow to the head.

"Zhenjun, the immortal descendant is the helper invited by the little ghost, and the old man can clean it up for you, but in the battle for the inheritance of the Duye Ghost Palace, the old man, as a god-transforming monk, can't interfere in the slightest."

"After all, those old guys in the ghost palace are quite unreasonable, and they are headache-inducing, and if you don't pay attention, the old man's beautiful days of traveling in the cultivation world will be over."

Lean Zhuji held a fish hook in one hand and said with a smile.

"The seniors don't torture the younger generations."

Hearing that the other party had been "respectful", Chen Ping put on a crying face and said.

However, Lingzun's words inadvertently revealed a lot of information.

First of all, there was more than one sixth-order ghost clan in that Duye Ghost Palace.

This Spirit Venerable sat back and disregarded the lives of the Archipelago Terrans, and he was completely jealous.

Then the young palace master Tuoba Qian was consistent with his guess, and he did not completely fall.

"The Ghost Palace is the top force in the Central Sea, and it is simply wishful thinking that you are trying to destroy the little ghost without knowing its several life-saving techniques."

As if seeing through Chen Ping's thoughts, Lean Zhuji patiently explained.

"It's no wonder that Tuoba Qian's Tongtian Spirit Treasure Hao Heavenly Bracelet has not been used from beginning to end, by the way, the human and demon are not in the Yin Spirit column of the siege."

With a sharp turn of thought, Chen Ping faintly grasped a key point.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the extra energy to care about the ghost clan.

How to get rid of the power of the gods in front of you is the top priority.

"Defeated the Yin Spirit, why don't you go up and say a few words?"

Lean Zhuji pinched his chin and pointed to the Baizhang sculpture in Yanning City from afar.

"The seniors are in front of them, how can the juniors speak."

Chen Ping gritted his teeth with a wry smile and said.

"Go!"

Lean Zhuji put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "The old man likes your stinky fart coaxing." ”

"This ......"

Hearing this, Chen Ping's heart jumped, and he arched his hand hard, and stepped on the shoulder of his sculpture under the attention of everyone.

"The Yuanyan Islands are fortunate to be heavenly, the fate of the human race should not be extinct, and the ancestors of the gods and spirits stepped on the sun and the moon and appeared......"

Taking a deep breath, Chen Pingyang summed it up with a sprinkled expression.

He took to heart the advice of the machine spirit, and this aging god loves to listen to beautiful words.

"Old man, he's exactly like when you were younger."

In the golden fishhook, the girl's voice laughed.

"Tsk, the old man only killed a fifth-order peak Giant Spirit Royal Clan in the late stage, and he is still a line worse than this kid."

"Well, in terms of the level of manifestation, he is far inferior to me."

"It's just that he is getting older and older, and the old man is gradually losing his former arrogance, and the years are not forgiving."

The thin man shook his head and sighed, and said with emotion.

"Since you treat him differently, you can point fingers with your heart, most of the human gods are insidious and deep, and they will turn their faces with you if they make a little joke!"

The girl suggested dissatisfied.

"You're making too big a joke."

After hearing this, the thin man rolled his eyelids, and said angrily: "After slaughtering two true disciples, the Sword Pavilion is famous for chasing and killing our master." ”

"If it weren't for the mediation of a few old friends, we wouldn't know where to go incognito."

"This girl is a machine spirit, who let them act first!"

The girl still seems to have a grudge against what happened back then, and she is angry.

"Below, you will express your sincerest thanks to the Lingzun seniors with the True Monarch."

Chen Ping folded his hands in his sleeve robe and saluted the city wall gratefully.

Wan Xiu was silent.

Even the monks who had fallen to the ground with serious injuries struggled to get up and bowed down in praise.

"It's over, it's over."

Twisting his chin that obviously had no beard, the lean man couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

And when Chen Ping was about to play more tricks to please him, suddenly the world was spinning in front of him, and he was actually taken to a pavilion on the top of the mountain by Lingzun.

"Chen Mengzhu and the god of transformation seniors left together?"

Ke Yi raised his head and said cautiously.

"Ke Daoyou, do you have any information about that senior?"

Liang Yingzhuo said worriedly.

Although so far, Lingzun has not done anything out of the ordinary.

But the gods of the Demon Dao and the Blood Dao pretend to be, and they are as difficult to distinguish as if they were decent.

Ke Yi shook his head and extinguished the expectations of the cultivators.

"Chen Ping has such a great opportunity, if he ......"

Gu Sixian thought secretly, and unconsciously a trace of complicated emotions surfaced.

"Don't let anything happen."

The audience most hoped that Chen Ping'an would be safe and sound, and it was none other than Ji Zishi who had been hit by the soul seal.

He was afraid that he would be implicated while walking on the side of the road.

"We still rescue the injured first and rebuild the city, Chen Daoyouji people have their own natural appearance."

Liang Yingzhuo sighed slightly, and stepped on the sword to go down.

……

Yuanyan Inland Sea.

A quiet and peaceful remote sea.

Suddenly, a thunderclap came from high in the sky, and then the heavens and the earth within a radius of a hundred miles shook.

The sea and mountains and trenches under the feet are roaring constantly.

I saw that in the previous high sky, there were hundreds of huge black spots in size, spreading rapidly.

At the same time, a strong spatial fluctuation came out and poured into a huge hollow mountain range.

In a matter of moments, those dark spots shrank countless times and turned into a beam of light that shot into the belly of the mountain.

Its color is so deep that it darkens the vast mountainous terrain.

After about a dozen breaths, the dark spot turned into a man's phantom.

"The Mysterious Ghost Avoidance Technique has been launched, and it seems that something has happened to the real body."

The black shadow seemed to be adjusting to its new body, and muttered harshly and jerkyly.

The next moment, dusty pictures were passed out.

More than ten years ago, he controlled a Terran monk and entered Yanning City to negotiate conditions with Chen Ping.

After the collapse of the talks, he went to the open sea to promise heavy profits and invited an old friend of the immortal descent to destroy the human race together.

Rectify the yin spirit, and the corpse clan opens the way.

A few days ago, a large army approached the waters of Shuangcheng.

The Terran side prepared a large number of thunder and fire treasures to be robbed.

But he didn't care about the life or death of the Yin Spirit and the Corpse Clan.

Going forward and succeeding, he put the Terrans in danger from the beginning.

And in Yanning City, the only one he feared the most was Chen Ping.

In the middle of the siege, the Terran True Monarch took the initiative to lure him away.

One person and one ghost fought from the sea area of Shuangcheng to the sea of black sand and flow.

"That kid really has the power to destroy me."

The memory of the real body returned little by little through the spell, and Tuoba Qian's eyes couldn't help but shrink.

A high-level puppeteer with soul magic, he is not an opponent.

Thankfully, he had anticipated it.

Before attacking Yanning City, he performed the Mysterious Ghost Evasion Technique.

Draw the natal ghost qi to protect the soul, and the real body dies and is reborn.

However, the limitations of the Ghost Avoidance Technique are quite large.

After using it once, it will take decades for the strength to return to its peak.

Moreover, a ghost clan can only perform three times in a lifetime!

"Even if the palace master makes a comeback in the future, it will be difficult to crack the ruthlessness of his self-exterminating race."

Tuoba frowned, a little unwilling.

It seems that the souls of the billions of living beings in Yanning City are unavailable.

"We still have to find the way from observing the Buddha and ghosts."

After a deep groan, he condensed a cloud of black qi and hit the void.

"Click"

With a soft sound, a numb figure walked out slowly.

On the wrist of his right arm, he wears a delicate bracelet.

"People and demons view Buddha and I cultivate ghosts, if I practice this secret technique to the realm of Great Perfection, who can help me under the gods."

Tuoba narrowed his eyes, and the ghostly energy around him trembled violently.

Soul Refining Treasure doesn't work, so let's change to a more complicated way.

Otherwise, the other two young palace masters will complete the experience one step ahead, and it will always be a luxury for him to take over the ghost palace.

……

Yanning City, a pavilion surrounded by mountains and rivers.

On a folding chair, a gray-robed monk with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks held a fishing rod, and the transparent silk thread hung down into the lake.

Next to the wooden fence, leaning on a woman flowing in the autumn waves.

The goose-yellow dress moved in the wind, and the navy blue headband was tied at random behind her head.

"The younger generation has seen Sister Jiling."

A purple-shirted monk arched his hand with a smile.

As soon as he saw the woman emerging from the golden fish hook, Chen Ping was also extremely surprised.

Because the idea conveyed by this treasure is clearly the voice of a girl who is four or five years old.

But what appeared was a jade girl in her prime.

Chen Ping, the quirk of the machine spirit, turned a blind eye.

He only thinks about serving one person and one treasure comfortably.

"Sister?"

When the woman heard this, she raised her eyebrows strangely.

"She is more than 13,000 years old, and there is no problem with being your ancestor."

The gray-robed monk spoke, motionless.

"The longevity of the predecessors of the gods is only 8,000 years, could it be that the predecessors are refining ...... Refining the Void ......"

Chen Ping gasped and said in shock.

"Hehe, the old man is far from that step."

Seeing this, the gray-robed monk said slowly, "I am the third-generation master of this treasure. ”

"Among the three monks I followed, the mid-stage cultivation of the god transformation was the lowest, are you still embarrassed to show off?"

The woman, Nunu, was clearly dissatisfied with the Grey Monk's claim to be "master".

"Humph!"

How could the gray-robed monk not be able to see the careful thoughts of his own instrument spirit.

"Mid-stage of the Transformation of the Gods!"

With a chill in his heart, the smile on Chen Ping's face became more sincere: "Dare to ask the seniors their names?" ”

"You kid has collected 1,500 spirit stones for a piece of information with a look, how many resources do you estimate the old man's name is worth?"

The gray-robed monk squinted at it, and said in a somewhat proud tone.

Chen Ping's eyes rolled, and he immediately presented twenty top-grade spirit stones with both hands.

"Oh?"

The fisherman smiled and waved his robe, and all the top-grade spirit stones were gone.

"The dignified gods are so greedy for money!"

Chen Ping was speechless and thought secretly.

In an instant, he saw his own shadow in his senior.

In the future, he will be promoted to become a god, won't he act like this?

"An Yu'er, you come and tell him who I am!"

The gray-robed monk swaggered and commanded.

"Taiqing Lingzun, Xu Wujiao!"

The girl answered, and then thought that Chen Ping might not have heard of it, and preached in detail:

"Taiqing Mountain is one of the top ten spiritual mountains in the Central Sea, and after the old man turned into a god, he took the name of this mountain as the road number."

With a move in his heart, Chen Ping probably figured out a little.

The monks with the name of the sea and the name of the place are usually the ones who like to manifest their saints indiscriminately.

"The younger generation has seen Taiqing Lingzun and Sister An!"

Chen Ping immediately saluted again tremblingly.

"Hee-hee, hurry up."

For some reason, the girl was extremely friendly to Chen Ping and supported her nearby.

As soon as he touched the other party's lotus root, a burning sensation of extremely high temperature spread throughout his body.

"Fire attribute, space attribute Tongtian Spirit Treasure."

Chen Ping silently swallowed his throat.

"Boy, how many treasure exercises have you cultivated?"

Immediately after, Taiqing Lingzun turned his gaze and said.

"It's coming!"

Chen Ping secretly said that it was not good.

As far as he knew, the Treasure Technique was something that even ordinary god forces were jealous of.

Prevarication is certainly not good.

This Spirit Venerable has been in Yanning City for at least ten years, and his understanding of him is probably very deep.

However, what made him feel a little relieved was that the two met for the first time at the ferry, and Lingzun did not directly pinch him.

The purpose of proving this person is debatable.

Seeing Chen Ping's hesitation, Xu Wuyi chuckled lightly and said: "There is an ancient saying in the secular world, how to say it, there are always people who want to harm me!" ”

"It's not that the younger generation is suspicious."

Chen Ping defended weakly, and said embarrassedly: "Actually, I have cultivated three treasure techniques. ”

"Three doors!"

Xu Wuyi raised his eyebrows fiercely, threw down the fishing rod and looked around Chen Ping, and said in surprise: "Your major cultivation method is also at the treasure level?" ”

"Not really."

Chen Ping's eyes flashed, and he said honestly.

"Having cultivated so many treasure methods at the same time, it's no wonder that killing the same level is like slaughtering pigs and sheep."

Xu Wuyi nodded suddenly and said with a strange expression:

"A monk who cultivates the Treasure Technique, at the peak of the Yuan Infant, can almost grasp a trace of the power of the rules, you are a fellow practitioner of three kinds, how do you plan to survive the catastrophe of the god at that time?"

In the tribulation of the gods, the stronger the strength of the monk, the heavier the calamity.

Xu Wuyi's questioning is also Chen Ping's headache.

"Don't worry, your treasure technique, most of the gods, including the old man, are not interested."

Before Chen Ping could answer, Xu Wuyi said coldly.

These words immediately reminded Chen Ping of Xu Daoqing.

Back then, the first cultivator of the Array Sect also said similar remarks in the treasure domain.

However, at that time, Chen Ping only thought that Xu Daoqing was stabilizing him.

"What kind of secret is hidden behind the Treasure Technique?"

Chen Ping was suspicious, but he listened to Ling'an Yu'er and said lazily: "Don't cultivate the treasure quality anymore if you major in the exercises, otherwise you will ......."

"An Yu'er!"

Xu Wuyi interrupted loudly, stopped the machine spirit from revealing it, and said leisurely: "Boy, is it convenient for the old man to check your spiritual root?" ”

As he spoke, without waiting for him to nod in agreement, he gently patted Chen Ping's dantian with one palm.

"Now is not the time to rebel."

Chen Ping's face changed, and he couldn't hold back.

"Huh!"

Looking inward at Chen Ping's marrying immortal bones, Xu Wuyi's eyes immediately froze.

"The spiritual root turns into a human form, the Taiyi spiritual root!"

Xu Wuyi was shocked and uncertain, but he still didn't seem to believe it, and tried it more than ten times in a row.

In the end, he slowly exhaled and said, "Your Yuan Yanmeng sold a fake piece of information to that high price, is it too much?" ”

"Lingzun forgive me, the special Linggenzi is a big matter, and the younger generation has never leaked it to anyone."

Chen Ping said with a smile.

"Old man, as soon as he breaks through the gods, I'm afraid you will have to flee from the wind!"

An Yu'er sneered untimedly.

"The younger generation can make a contract to always regard you as a respected senior."

After a pause, Chen Pingqiang smiled.

"Tsk, it's really almost slippery with the old man."

Xu Wuyi thought about it with interest for a long time, his eyes flickering slightly.

"Let's go down, and come here again in three days to find the old man."

Waving his hand, Xu Wuyi turned around and concentrated on fishing.

Chen Ping hurriedly got up and said goodbye as if he was amnesty.

……

"Ann girl, what do you think the first thing that kid did after he left?"

Xu Wuyi said with a smile.

"Run."

The spirit of the machine spat out a word.

"He is a smart man, and when he sees that the old man does not show malice, he will not be disobedient one after another."

Shaking his head, Xu Wuyi said narrowly: "The old man mentioned that statue before, and he was afraid that he had already memorized it. ”

"You have the ability to put your own statue into the Origin Sword Pavilion!"

The machine spirit rolled his eyes and said excitedly.

"Wait for the old man to break the first step again, and then go back to settle accounts with those old guys."

Xu Wuyi snorted unhappily, and suddenly changed his tone: "Chen Xiaozi has a lot of chance, and he may not be able to advance to a god in hundreds of years. ”

"The creatures recognized by the Sacred Ruins Ancestral Tree, how can you question the old man."

After a pause, the machine spirit said nervously: "You already have the opportunity to defy the heavens and master the treasure fragment that can improve the quality of the elixir, should you still be greedy for Chen Ping!" ”

"An Yu'er, although your body is a branch of the ancestral tree of the Holy Ruins, the old man treats you well, and it hurts too much to always turn your elbows outward."

Xu Wuyi said with a blank face.

"Old man, if you want to go to the Star Realm in the future, there is a chance that it will land on you, and the investment right now is just right."

An Yu'er's expression was extremely serious.

"Hehe, isn't it fragrant for the old man to stay in Haoyuhai invincible? Why did you run to the star realm to suffer? ”

Xu Wuyi said insincerely, and said to himself: "But the old man can't let the treasure be dusty with me, and the star realm can't say that he wants to break through." ”

……

Recently, the refining workshop in Yanning City has been in full swing.

Yuan Yan Zhenjun personally supervised, gathered hundreds of Yuan Dan and Jin Dan, and created nine hundred zhang high sculptures in a very short time.

The main materials are all third-order jade, and most of them are paid for by Chen Meng's private pocket.

As the original sword-carrying figure collapsed, Chen Ping couldn't calm down for a long time.

Soon, eight newly made statues were placed all over the island.

No matter which direction you enter the island, you can see it at a glance.

The ninth statue was carried by Chen Ping and carried up to the top of the mountain step by step.

……

"Haha, the old man is right."

Xu Wuyi pointed to the figure under the mountain and glanced at the instrument spirit proudly.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the imposing statue was erected under the water, and the tide rose higher and higher.

"Boy, that demon puppet was handed over to the old man, this corpse is very big, you can't grasp it."

As soon as they met, Xu Wuyi stretched out his palm and said undoubtedly.

"Allow the juniors to take out the puppet crystal."

Chen Ping patted the storage ring without thinking, and the demon puppet suddenly appeared.

Xu Wuyi pointed at him, and the huge demon body was suddenly covered with a layer of bright light, and there was no trace in an instant.

"Got it."

Hanging his eyelids, Chen Ping felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Losing the demon puppet is equivalent to breaking his arm.

"This kid is determined to hold a grudge!"

Xu Wuyi joked and laughed.

"Don't dare, senior, you misunderstood."

Chen Ping was startled and hurriedly expressed his thoughts.

"The old man has a noble status, how can he take your treasure for nothing."

After saying that, Xu Wuyi's hand folded, and a piece of space around him was torn open with a bang, dropping fifteen or six pill bottles.

He waved his robe again, and the cork flicked up one after another.

More than a few hundred pills shot out.

It may resemble a toad spitting a tongue of fire, or it may resemble a delicate pagoda.

"Heavenly Toad Essence Pill!"

"Lingqing Tadan!"

Chen Ping's eyes lit up, and a trace of heat flashed.

The Heavenly Toad Essence Pill is suitable for the refining of the middle and late Yuan Infant cultivators of the fire attribute.

While improving the realm, further refine the spiritual fire.

Lingqing Tadan is the cultivation treasure pill of the Great Perfection realm.

And it also has the miraculous effect of increasing the consciousness in small amounts!

These two five-pinned pills are rumored treasures.

Not to mention the four-striped boutique!

It's just a pattern, because of the special collateral effect, it will also be snatched up by Xu Daoqing and other major sect first cultivators.

"Senior Xu is still an alchemist with great skills!"

Chen Ping inhaled movingly, and the original little depression disappeared, and the idea of making friends was born.

"These elixirs are especially rare even for us and other gods."

Xu is not guilty.

"Thank you seniors for cultivating!"

Chen Ping choked up, flipped his left hand, and all the pills were inhaled into his sleeve robe.

"Rare ghosts, it's all a stripe of purification, just a waste of essence blood and mana."

Hearing Xu Wuyi's casual flickering, Ji Lingan Yu'er muttered in his heart.

But she couldn't tell anyone the truth.

That treasure fragment is the old man's greatest secret.

If it leaks, the old man will definitely wipe her out.

"Well, those statues are pretty good."

Xu Wuyi pondered for a long time, and threw away another Dan bottle very casually.

"Seniors, juniors, please be included in the door wall!"

Aiming into the bottle, Chen Ping trembled and fell to his knees from the heart.

This Taiqing Lingzun is simply too rich.

Follow him in the future, don't worry about not having the best elixir to cultivate.

"The old man walks alone on the road and never cares."

Xu Wuyi unceremoniously helped Chen Ping up.

In this way, Chen Ping was stunned incomprehensibly.

His dignified Taiyi Linggen apprenticeship was rejected?

Moreover, this god obviously favors him, isn't it the idea of accepting disciples?

Chen Ping's eyes flashed, and he decided to wait and see for a while.

There is no such thing as a gratuitous benefit, and there must be no other intentions.

……

In the months that followed, Xu Wuyi kept Chen Ping by his side to teach.

The guidance of the Divine Transformation Monk eliminated all the doubts in Chen Ping's past cultivation.

Stay until the third month.

Xu Wuyi unlocked the seal of the Immortal Descent Tuoba Yu and ordered the two to fight each other.

Due to the restriction of casting the Divine Soul Method and the puppet, Chen Ping was not his opponent at all.

Two or three moves will be defeated.

Tuoba Yu wanted to take the opportunity to kill him several times, but he asked Xu Wuyi to easily slap him away and teach him a hard lesson.

Whether it is Xu Wuyi or the machine spirit, the experience of fighting is far beyond that of the Yuanying Monk.

Later, Chen Ping was finally able to hold on to thirty or forty breaths.

So far, however, little progress has been made.

After all, before the realm was raised, it was impossible for him to defeat the fifth-order peak immortal with ordinary means alone.

"This little guy is enough for me to knock out a lot of resources for the Immortal Clan."

Looking down at Tuoba Yu, who was covered in bruises, Xu Wuji laughed with satisfaction.

……

Half a year later, Xu Wuyi said goodbye suddenly.

Chen Ping was naturally reluctant to give up and kept him again and again.

"Boy Chen, the digital god of that secret realm on Heavenly Beast Island is staring, you weigh it yourself."

As soon as the conversation changed, Xu Wuyi said leisurely: "However, if you break through the late Yuan Infant stage within fifty years, you can go with me, and maybe there will be a chance to transform into a god." ”

"Yes, juniors remember."

Chen Ping didn't show any thoughts, and said respectfully.

"Let's go, change places to play, and see you again."

Xu Wuyi's voice drifted farther and farther away.

As soon as Chen Ping raised his head, the distorted space had returned to calm.

His face was reluctant to remain for three hours, and after the sky darkened, Chen Ping puffed up his chest expressionlessly.

……

The four elements of the Fancang sea area are heavy heavens.

A golden fishhook galloped through the air, and on it sat a monk with a sharp beak and a monkey's cheek.

"Old man, don't you leave a single life-saving thing?"

The voice of the machine spirit was incomprehensible.

"Look at his dead appearance, the old man gave him ten hole cards in his front hand, and believe it or not, he threw it off after a while."

Xu Wuyi snorted and said, "The caution of the Terran monks is inherited from the bloodline. ”

"Where are you going now?"

The machine spirit nodded thoughtfully, and said excitedly: "Why don't you go and find that little sparrow with a great reputation?" ”

"The demon clan and the human race in the central sea have made an agreement, and I can't take the liberty of interfering."

Xu Wuyi pondered for a while and said, "Let's go to the Immortal Clan first, and the old man plans to change it to a useful thing." ”

As soon as these words fell, there was no magic weapon breath in the surrounding thousands of miles.