The Heavenly Continent is divided into seventy realms.

Basically every territory has a Terran God Monk.

But in the fang market of a city, there are five avatar gods, obviously a temporary gathering.

In the high-end underground trading hall, there is a booth stacked with glazed tiles.

Below, five monks, four men and one woman, sat sporadically.

Around them, there were one or two spiritual objects suspended around them.

Among the five great gods, the one with the strongest aura was a gray-robed long-armed old man, who had reached the late stage.

The other four avatar gods all kept their distance from this cultivator, and at the same time, they concealed a trace of restraint and respect.

"The old man came from afar to participate in the trade fair led by Zhao Daoyou of your Zhaoyun Sect, but your sect dealt with some broken copper and iron, is there a suspicion of bullying customers?"

The long-armed old man swept ahead and said indifferently.

Where his gaze was met, it was a short and stout male cultivator in the middle stage of the Transformation Spirit.

Next to this person, there were two water-attribute Tongtian Spirit Treasures suspended.

"Mao Daoyou should be invited to enter the city, and Zhao and even the entire Zhaoyun Sect are extremely honored."

"This Tongtian Lingbao is just throwing bricks and attracting jade, of course I don't dare to use it to fool Mao Daoyou."

The short male monk politely replied with a fist.

As he spoke, he and the other three avatars all looked at the items summoned by the long-armed old man a few more times.

And they all showed a look of eagerness to try.

I saw a transparent cloth bag floating in front of the old man surnamed Mao.

The cloth bag is covered with strange black runes.

At this time, on a piece of crystal broken wood supporting the corner of the bag, a gray finch folded its wings and stood in a daze.

It was as if it had been subjected to some strange spell, and its body was stuck to the broken wood and could not move.

Only a pair of eyes showed a look of mourning.

"Mao has taken great pains to catch this adult Wraith Sparrow, and the alien soul net he has refined alone has consumed as much as five parts!"

"The value of a lively sixth-order mid-order demon emperor must be well understood."

"If you can domesticate and suppress it, it is wonderful to guard the mountain gate."

"At the very least, you can also make a flying golem and add some life-saving means."

The old man surnamed Mao slowly said the value of the Demon Emperor.

If a monk of the same rank looks at the fire, he is not exaggerating.

"The Wraith Clan is almost extinct in Tianyan, can Mao Daoyou figure out the origin of this sparrow?"

The sound of the clear spring sounded, and the only mid-stage female cultivator spoke.

"Fairy Huiying wants to say anything, just say it."

The old man surnamed Mao frowned.

The person who interlocuted with him was Xiang Huiying, the Supreme Elder of the Qiyao Sect, the largest human race sect in the vicinity.

"In the Haoyuhai cultivation world, a Wraith Heavenly Sparrow was once born!"

Seeing that the eyes of all the cultivators converged, Xiang Huiying said word by word.

Haoyuhai?

Several people were shocked when they heard this.

Today's world, if you want to talk about the limelight, Haoyuhai is outstanding!

Guy is the place where the Tsutenkaku is governed.

Chen Ping, who is faintly known as the first human race, is the leader of this pavilion.

Tianyan Continent has also been circulating rumors about him!

Just one name can make sixth-order beings terrified.

This is not an exaggeration.

In the past, the famous Corpse Heaven Realm was destroyed by the hands of this cultivator.

The inaccessible corpse territory had been abandoned for years.

The vacated vast territory is not occupied by any force!

"I, the Seven Yao Sect, have some entanglements with Pavilion Master Chen, and I have secretly collected a complete set of information."

Xiang Huiying took a deep breath and said with burning eyes: "Mao Daoyou, you already know the origin of this Wraith Sparrow!" ”

"Yes, this little finch was indeed born in the Haoyu Sea!"

The old man surnamed Mao disagreed.

He had already investigated clearly, and the Wraith Heavenly Sparrow and Chen Ping who fell into his hands were opposing camps.

However, in case of trouble, he still plans to get rid of this demon as soon as possible.

"The Tongtian Pavilion Xuanfei has a lot to do with this celestial sparrow."

Xiang Huiying said with a cold face.

"The surname Mao is uneasy and kind!"

Sect Master Zhao of the Zhaoyun Sect and the other two avatars couldn't help but slander one after another.

Now the Tongtian Pavilion is in full swing, and no one dares to touch a little cause and effect!

……

The atmosphere of the exquisite small hall fell into a dead silence.

"Mao Daoyou, this demon concubine has been bought, you see if the price is appropriate."

Xiang Huiying said, her jade hand shook slightly.

The two seventh-order spiritual objects around him flew towards the old man surnamed Mao.

After revealing the identity of Tianque, the remaining few people had no intention of competing for the plate.

And Xiang Huiying's move was not unexpected.

Qiyao Sect and Chen Ping have old grudges.

No matter what the relationship between this little finch and Tsutenkaku is, it's always right to take a picture and send it up.

"Tsk!"

In the ban of the cloth bag, the cold eyes of the Wraith Sky Sparrow flickered.

It didn't expect that one day, it would be able to keep its path with just a little bit of traction.

In the thousands of years that it has been retreating and impacting the bottleneck, has Chen Ping become like this?

"Demon Emperor, this seat has never abused you, if you really see that person at that time, don't talk nonsense."

Seeing that Xiang Huiying and a group of Taoist friends were so jealous of Tongtian Pavilion, the old man surnamed Mao couldn't help but be deeply infected, and specially sent a voice to advise.

However, it doesn't matter if Tsutenkaku troubles him.

He still has hundreds of years left in his life.

It's a big deal to get rid of the Sparrow Emperor, and the gods hide and pass on the Taoism.

Wraith Sky Sparrow didn't say a word, with a haughty posture.

Then, the old man surnamed Mao accepted Xiang Huiying's treasure, flicked his sleeves slightly, and handed over the cloth bag containing the sparrow.

But at the moment when the two exchanged items, the cloth bag that had been flying along the trajectory of mana suddenly reversed.

Silently fell into the hands of a purple-robed monk.

This person appeared without warning under the divine consciousness of the gods!

It's incredible.

"What should you be guilty of trading the daughter-in-law of this seat?"

The purple-robed monk smiled lightly, and the vast aura of his body swept out, enveloping the hall in an instant.

Several avatars are like weeds in a stormy wind.

Firmly nailed to the stone wall, unable to move.

"Lord of the Tsutenkaku!"

The five avatars looked horrified one by one, and secretly complained.

An ordinary high-level trade fair attracted Chen Ping, the main master.

The key is the daughter-in-law in his mouth......

The reference is obviously the Wraith Sparrow.

But when did Chen Ping have an heir?

"Blessed are you, little sparrow."

Rushing to the Tianque in the bag, Chen Ping shook his cuffs and immediately stuffed them into his arms.

……

Next, the Transfiguration Trade will continue.

Under the enthusiastic guidance of Chen Ping, the five gods displayed rare things.

Most of the treasures naturally did not enter his eyes.

Eventually, he bought four pieces of Rank 7 ore.

What interested him was that the old man surnamed Mao, who imprisoned the Wraith Sparrow, was actually a rare magician.

Seeing that his longevity was numbered, Chen Ping was kind enough to exchange a inheritance with him.

"Fellow Daoists, cherish!"

Before the end, Chen Ping bowed his hand to several people and disappeared without a trace.

And Xiang Huiying of the Seven Yao Sect also disappeared.

It was obviously taken away by Pavilion Master Chen.

The remaining four people glanced at each other, only to realize that the cold sweat from each of them had soaked their robes.

"Mao Daoyou, you actually survived from that hand!"

Sect Master Zhao suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

The old man surnamed Mao was terrified in his throat, and he ignored the formation and fled in panic.

……

At this moment, a faintly beating sword light has traveled tens of thousands of miles.

At the end of the retreat, Xiang Huiying occasionally swept the purple-robed man in front of her, feeling both frightened and curious.

"This seat let Mao Daoyou go, but it surprised you a lot."

Suddenly, Chen Ping looked back and preached.

The Holy Maiden's promotion of the fusion of the Great Thousand Realms is imminent, and the ordinary sixth-order who is not qualified to plot the Breath of the Rules is a help.

To protect the homeland where it lives, it is naturally impossible to rely only on Tsutenkaku.

What's more, what the old man surnamed Mao did not offend him.

After all, Wraith Sparrow really doesn't have much to do with him.

"Back then, you offended the Chen Pavilion Lord, and the concubine was willing to pay all the costs to atone for her sins."

Xiang Huiying said tentatively.

Mao Daoyou's safety and sound gave her infinite hope.

"Oh?"

Staring at the nun for a few moments, Chen Ping did not express his position directly.

His feud with the Seven Yao Sect was not a simple conflict of interests.

Back then, Tong Jin Xuan chased and killed Bai Su, and he had the posture of destroying several people in Tongtian Pavilion.

After that, although the two sides reached a reconciliation on the surface of mutual scruples, this revenge could not be avenged.

"Within your sect, only your senior brother can barely negotiate the conditions with this one."

Chen Ping's eyes did not squint, and a prohibition isolated the past.

……

The Seven Yao Sect is nestled among the mountains.

Thousands of miles of buildings stand, and the layout everywhere shows the heritage of a super sect.

Two days later.

An uninvited guest escaped into the main peak of Qiyao.

"Bai Su Daoyou has washed his hands under the influence of this seat, and it turns out that the channel friend was worried about it before!"

Suddenly, a joking sound came into his ears, and Tong Jinxuan, who was in retreat, was in severe pain before he could react, and his body leaned back unconscious.

It was from this day that the disciples all discovered a strange thing.

Most of the resources in the treasure trove are missing!

Moreover, the beautiful women in the sect are also called to the top of the mountain from time to time, and the fairy music dances, creating a peaceful scene.

In the splendid hall.

There is a smell of drunkenness everywhere.

Gently pushing away the stunner in his arms, Chen Ping's eyes remained clear.

Looking at Tong Jinxuan, who could be easily removed, his hot and cold expression made the other party extremely worried.

"If it weren't for the supernatural power of this seat that day, it would have basically fallen into the hands of Taoist friends."

"Although profit can dissolve everything, however, this seat still gives you a death."

As soon as these words fell, Tong Jin Xuandeng's hands and feet were cold, and he turned into a thunderbolt and escaped out of the hall in a hurry.

"Disciples of the Seven Yao Sect, scatter and escape!"

Tong Jinxuan shouted violently, but his body turned back and brazenly faced the enemy.

However, as a white flame spreads.

Tong Jinxuan was almost powerless to fight back and turned to ashes.

"Whew!"

"Roar!"

At the same time, several directions of the Qiyao Mountain Range flew out one after another huge bodies.

One after another, the sixth-order puppets appeared and slaughtered.

After just a tea time, there was no second living mouth in Qiyao Mountain except for Chen Ping, who was staring indifferently.

……

The Heavenly Evolution Continent's superpower, the Qiyao Sect, was wiped out overnight.

The overwhelming blood qi covered the already dim Moon Xianchen.

Looking down at the ruins below, Chen Ping's eyelids jumped, and he was speechless.

In the face of the countless loot presented by Lei Jiao, he was also indifferent.

The gloom between the eyebrows grew deeper.

Even his facial features were slightly distorted.

Seeing this change in his eyes, Lei Jiao couldn't help but be relieved: "Master, the Qiyao Sect should be damned, besides, our harvest ......"

"Shut up."

Chen Ping said calmly, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he did not hide the killing intent on his body at all.

"Yes!"

For a while, Lei Jiao was silent, coiling a temple pillar and trying his best to hide himself.

At this moment, it also sensed that something was wrong with its owner.

Exhaling a heavy breath of turbidity, Chen Ping's face was cloudy and uncertain as he reviewed the matter of Fang Cai.

It doesn't matter whether the Qiyao Sect stays or dies, the ending is all in his thoughts.

But just now, it seemed that a subtle and deep force invaded his emotions and affected his judgment like a fuel.

Frightened, Chen Ping closed his eyes and checked his soul and body over and over again.

But I didn't find anything out of the ordinary.

"Is it it?"

Quickly summoned a piece of blue star sea, and Chen Ping's mind pierced in.

In the fragment of the Danxian Diagram, the seals around the outer demons are still intact.

There is no sign of awakening itself.

"My soul path is already equivalent to the early stage of refining, even a seventh-order outer demon can't penetrate silently!"

In the murmur, Chen Ping's face was extremely ugly.

At this point in his realm, there will be no illusion for no reason.

The next moment, his eyes were cold, and a sword slashed towards Lei Jiao's body.

"Master, it's Xiao Lei!"

Lei Jiao begged for mercy in horror.

There is nothing more important than this.

"Huh!"

The incomparably sharp sword slashed across the top of Lei Jiao's head and pierced into the sky.

Staring at the frightened Lei Jiao, Chen Ping's chest rose and fell, suppressing the infinite killing intent in his heart.

"Master, you promised to take Xiao Lei to the Star Realm to see the world."

Lei Jiao shouted mournfully.

"Remember not to mention today's events to anyone, including the Babel Pavilion!"

Calming down his emotions a little, Chen Ping said a warning in a hoarse voice, and put Lei Jiao into the spirit beast bracelet.

Then, with a blank expression, he fled away from the Qiyao Mountains.

Four-element heavy heaven.

A beam of sword light flew over uncertainly.

Chen Ping's face was extremely gloomy, and he wanted to enter the golden bead in the flesh several times to check the clues, but he simply cut off this thought.

If this is who is calculating him, I am afraid that he will only have one chance to break free.

You must not easily startle the snake.

……

Corpse Heaven Realm.

It's a barren place.

The once dense army of Yin spirits is gone.

Although he learned from the mouth of the Qiyao monk that the Golden Boy Corpse Emperor had disappeared for thousands of years in order to avoid the edge of the Heavenly Pavilion.

But Chen Ping was still unwilling to come here.

Witnessing the desolate scene, he slapped his white fin, and the power of space diffused unreservedly.

A few days later, he found a very hidden node.

So without saying a word, I put on my body and went in.

In the vast corpse blood secret realm, the silence is boundless.

The rich corpse aura around means that there was a great corpse emperor who stayed here for a long time.

After searching but finding nothing, Chen Ping could only leave in a huff.

……

Standing in the sword light, Chen Ping casually opened a transparent cloth bag.

Looking at a gray sparrow inside, I couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

Once upon a time, the name of the Brahma Sparrow shocked him for hundreds of years.

At that time, he often fantasized that he would eventually fight the Skysparrow because of the righteousness of the human race.

Unexpectedly, later, Xu Daoqing, Wraith Heavenly Sparrow, and the three of them colluded in the Wuxiang Sect and joined forces to trap the resources of other races.

Then, he went to the Tianyan Continent to seek the transformation of the gods.

And the Sky Sparrow followed the Xuan Fly to rebel against the Mink Dragon Emperor in the Central Sea.

According to Xuan Fei, during a chase, it and Skybird fell into a dead end and had to flee separately.

Since then, they have been separated for more than a thousand years.

Therefore, this time, the Tianyan Continent encountered the Wraith Heavenly Sparrow, which was unexpected.

"Smack"

"Smack"

Chen Ping flexed his fingers and connected the dots, crushing the magic prohibition on Tianque's body.

"Little Sparrow, see Pavilion Master Chen."

The Wraith Sparrow was free, and hurriedly flew out of the cloth bag, respectfully greeting him.

The Terran monk captured it, but he did not suffer it all, completely because of the shock of the person in front of him.

Today, the status of the two is like an abyss.

"Since you know that Tongtian Pavilion has dominated the Haoyu Sea, why don't you defect to Xuanfei?"

Chen Ping said in a cold tone.

"Pavilion Master Chen has misunderstood."

Flapping its wings, the sparrow briefly described its experience.

It turned out that after getting out of the pursuit of the Mink Dragon Emperor, it was far away from the Haoyu Sea.

fled all the way, and finally settled in a cultivation realm billions of miles away.

After a thousand years of retreat, the Wraith Heavenly Sparrow broke through the middle of the sixth order.

After hearing about the majesty of the Tsutenkaku again, it set off without hesitation, preparing to take refuge.

How do you know that when he flew to the Tianyan Continent a few years ago, he was ambushed by an old man surnamed Mao in the late stage of the transformation of gods.

This is why it appeared in the Terran city as a trade object.

After the Wraith Sky Sparrow finished reporting, he found that Chen Ping was looking at it with interest.

"Does your clan have phoenix blood?"

Chen Ping's meaning was unknown.

"Wraith Black Phoenix is the ancestor of the little finch."

Skyfinch said cautiously.

"Haha, that's amazing!"

Clapping with both hands, Chen Ping said excitedly: "This seat saved your life, and I don't ask for repayment, after returning to Tongtian Pavilion, you will be a companion with Da Ash." ”

Big Ash?

The Flying Rock-winged Evil King beside Chen Ping!

"Although the demon insect and the little finch belong to the demon beast family, they can't be combined at all."

Upon hearing this, the Wraith Sky Sparrow was shocked and its feathers stood on end.

"Who said that?"

Chen Ping said with a smile: "Do you still look down on the big ash, people are also the first sixth-order winged evil in the Great Thousand Realms throughout the ages!" ”

At this moment, the Wraith Sky Sparrow was even more stunned.

Cultivating such an inferior bloodline of the Wing Evil to the sixth order, how many resources did Pavilion Master Chen have invested.

"Big Gray has been lonely since he was a child, and he lacks the teachings of this seat, so he hopes that Tianque Daoist friends will understand."

"Besides, Tongtian Pavilion has always been tolerant, and no one dares to point fingers at you and gossip."

Chen Ping said indifferently.

With a flick of his fingers, a sword containing death qi slashed into the head of the Sky Sparrow.

If this finch doesn't know the times, don't blame him for being hot.

Anyway, the phoenix bloodline in the cultivation world is not small.

"Tsk!"

The Wraith Heavenly Sparrow, shrouded in the shadow of death, lowered his head and cried bitterly, and suddenly his eyes glared at the sword, and his voice said sharply: "You have comprehended the rules of death? ”

"Not bad."

Hearing this, Chen Ping looked proudly.

The little sparrow seems to have special rules for him.

"A few years ago, when Xiao Que returned to the mainland, he once shuttled through a dangerous place."

"It is covered by a black mist all year round, and the little finch just flies over the edge of the ten thousand feet high, and a lot of longevity passes out of thin air."

In a panic, Xiao Que immediately chose to take a detour, so as to get rid of the negative effects of death.

The Wraith Sky Sparrow could not hide the palpitating color of his heart.

"Seriously!"

After hearing this, Chen Ping hurriedly asked.

After getting the definite result again, he was already overjoyed.

There is nowhere to find it when you step on the iron shoes!

He mobilized the connections of Tongtian Pavilion to search for news from the Lord of the Necromantic Abyss in the cultivation world, but all of them were lost.

Today, I got a clue from the Wraith Sparrow!

Just one ray of vision released made a mid-sixth-order demon beast lose its life.

This shows that the Lord of the Necromantic Abyss has been locked.

"If it's done, you won't serve the big gray side!"

In front of the opportunity, Chen Ping immediately left the happiness of the spirit pet behind.

After questioning, he raised his light without thinking and flew towards the north.

It's only been a few years since what happened to Skyfinch.

There is a high probability that the Lord of the Necromantic Abyss has not changed his retreat.

There's never been a better time to kill this fang!

……

The Heavenly Evolution Continent and the Heavenly Sparrow are separated by more than two billion miles.

"It seems that you will pass by the Nanyi cultivation world during this period."

Chen Ping pondered for a while, and urged the sword light to hurry with all his might.

Halfway through, he suddenly made a sudden stop, and a tyrannical color floated in the corner of his eyes.

Looking at a city below, the corners of Chen Ping's mouth twitched, his face turned red, and the green tendons on the back of his hands burst out.

A sign of restraint.

After a few breaths, the distortion in his pupils became more and more intense, bursting with substantial murderous intent, which could no longer be suppressed.

With a "hum" sound, he summoned the sword array, and was about to slash away at the dense place where the figures were dense.

"Definitely!"

At the last moment, Chen Ping ran the Taiyi Yan Divine Method, and after regaining a trace of clarity, he swiped close to the ground at a speed that was difficult to capture.

But a giant spirit tribe tens of thousands of miles away was bloodied.

As soon as the killing was passed, Chen Ping's whole body was shrouded in thick blood light.

Layer after layer, barely able to see his face.

And after destroying a djinn, he seemed to regain his senses.

After changing into a set of Taoist robes, Chen Ping had a gloomy expression and continued on the road.

The further north I went, the heavier the killing in my heart became, and I often couldn't suppress it.

So much so that when he arrived at the territory of the Dinghai Palace in the northern realm of Tianyan, he even had the terrible idea of slaughtering all the creatures in this realm.

Landing in shape, Chen Ping grabbed a Jindan disciple of Dinghai Palace.

After searching the soul, it was found that about a year ago, the elders of Dinghai Palace had poured out of the nest and hurried towards the western part of Tianyan.

The reason seems to be that one of the realms is flooded by the black spiritual spring.

Except for a few creatures who are good at flying, there are basically no survivors!

"The first place of destruction chosen by the Yang Xianchen Holy Maiden is actually the Heavenly Continent."

Shaking off the unconscious Jindan junior, Chen Ping took a deep breath.

Then, without hesitation, he broke through the air.

……

In this way, Chen Ping traveled through the Tianyan Continent in the process of getting lost in killing and regaining his Qingming.

Hundreds of millions of creatures of all races died under his slaughter.

The anomalies of all this are very similar to the characteristics of the outer demons entering the body.

But he knew that he was not controlled by external demons at all!

Because the farther north he flies, the more intense his murderous intent becomes.

But once I changed direction, the feeling of domination slowly subsided.

Half a month later.

Chen Ping clenched his fists and suspended above the ruins without saying a word.

Endless desolation everywhere.

The land visible to the naked eye is covered with black mud and gravel.

There are no peaks or trees in sight on the ground, except for a few inches of low weeds.

There was silence for hundreds of thousands of miles.

There is not even a trace of insect chirp, it is definitely a dead place.

This is the Nanyi Cultivation Realm!

Once, the area that was still prosperous was cut down and eradicated by the Taishang Pavilion and wiped out in one fell swoop.

At that time, all the cultivators thought that the Taishang Pavilion had the heart to destroy the world.

However, after destroying Nanyi, Taishang Pavilion fell silent and did not poison the second target.

He knew the weirdness here, or it came from Xu Wuyi's report.

Xu Wuyi was ordered to destroy the Pure Yang Chamber of Commerce and had passed by Nanyi.

Here he sensed a hidden power that was incomparably strong.

This time, Chen Ping really came in person, and he was even more convinced that there was a secret secret in the Nanyi cultivation world!

It's a place of cultivation.

After such a long time, no living beings have migrated.

Moreover, the closer he got to Nanyi, Chen Ping's sense of loss of control was like a dam bursting its embankment, which would pour out at any time.

He even had a terrible guess in his mind.

If you really step into it, you will immediately become a puppet that only kills.

You don't have to dig deeper, everything is Tianzong's layout for him!

"Transmitting control of the mind through the flesh?"

Chen Ping's face was pale.

He could be sure that there was nothing unusual about his soul.

What has nothing to do with the heavens is nothing more than this physical body.

Such a strange method has greatly exceeded the imagination of the Avatar Monk.

"It was Jin Zhu who chose this body in the first place, what does it matter to you Chen Ye!"

The Nanyi cultivation world in front of him seemed to be a bottomless abyssal mouth, constantly devouring Chen Ping's essence and spirit.

The road is difficult and dangerous, and he is not afraid of tempering.

But Tianzhong's wrist was unfathomable, so he couldn't find a way to counteract.

Adjusting his mood slightly, Chen Ping rolled up the glow under his feet, and pinched the trick with one hand far away.

Suddenly, a sword appeared in the sky.

A hundred-foot-tall sword qi unicorn condensed out.

The giant beast sank towards the Nanyi cultivation realm, swallowing thousands of miles of sword rays, roaring.

The ruins of the ruined walls and the thick dust suddenly turned over the river and the sea!

The cracks like the dragon gliding were cut out.

Chen Ping controlled the sword light, regardless of the loss of mana, and turned Nanyi's surface again.

It's a pity that there is not the slightest useful clue.

So, he immediately set his eyes on the sky.

With a single thought, the sword qi suspended on the surface of the ground was divided into thousands of ways.

Like a storm, it flashed upwards one after another without purpose.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

At this moment, a vast spiritual pressure inexplicably condensed from the void.

A certain piece of high altitude in the Nanyi cultivation world seemed to have torn a hole.

Streams of dazzling golden light seemed to fall from a fixed passage.

Bursting out with a pillar of light that makes it impossible to gaze at.

The sword qi that slashed away from the attack twisted and deformed, and the sound of shattering was endless, and then after a chaotic spiritual pressure storm, everything turned back to calm.

Even the rifts, which were extremely high in the air, were restored to their original state.

"It's ......"

Chen Ping, who had been observing with the pupil technique, hid in a corner, his eyes showing shock.

He clearly saw that the golden light that destroyed the sword qi actually came from the Four-Element Heavy Heaven!

And what is beyond the Quadruple Heavens?

The hearts of the high-ranking monks are like mirrors.

There is no doubt that it is the outer realm of the Star Realm!

Could it be that Tianzong wants to turn Nanyi into a flying channel?

"In front of that piece of golden light just now, even the sword technique that fuses the death qi doesn't have much room for resistance."

Chen Ping was shocked at the same time, but he didn't feel cold.

Then, he gritted his teeth and walked away all the way around Nanyi.

The secrecy of this place was not for him to touch for the time being.

If you're not careful, you'll die.

……

At this moment, in the high air that has returned to calm, I don't know how many distances away, a bright red eye like blood is faintly printed.

These eyes are half hideous, half cold.

It seems to contain two different consciousnesses.

And when it turned slightly, it actually diffused a boundless killing aura.

It's just that after crossing to the Great Thousand Realms, this energy immediately thinned out more than ninety percent.

It did not show the slightest outward extendation, and followed Chen Ping like an appendage until it disappeared more and more faintly.

"The master has to deal with a nether god native, and he has to urge the Cover Star Bead, it seems that his old man has also reached the place where the oil has run out."

"It's a pity that there is no one in ten of the attack power across the passage of the two realms, and it is difficult to kill this son directly, otherwise it is incumbent on him to share the worries of the master."

The consciousness of the blood-colored eyeballs echoed in the endless void, and the next moment it was completely hidden and collapsed.

……

Two months later.

Spanning several major cultivation realms, Chen Ping, who was deeply tired, paused his pace and temporarily repaired in a valley.

Sitting cross-legged, he poured a handful of five-way pills into his mouth as if he were throwing jelly beans.

Abundant medicinal power to moisturize the whole body.

He absorbed it without distraction.

Soon, Chen Ping's state returned to its peak.

"The source of the evil qi that invaded the mind is in the Nanyi cultivation realm!"

He spoke to himself with conviction.

Since moving away from Nanyi all the way to the north, the uncontrollable slaughter intent in his mind has gradually disappeared.

When I arrived here more than a billion miles away, there was no abnormality in losing my mind.

"Is there a presence in the Star Realm that responds to the Heavenly Vertical?"

Thinking of what Nanyi saw that day, Chen Ping couldn't help but feel creepy.

It's not about scaring yourself.

If Tianzong is really a powerful body, he can crush him if he accepts a personal apprentice or a spiritual pet he raises.

The calculating saint drowned Nanyi?

Looking up at the sky, Chen Ping's expression was gloomy.

He had to fight back effectively.

"Let's solve the Lord of the Necromantic Abyss first, if the rules of death are removed, my means of survival will be able to rise to a higher level."

Thinking about it, Chen Ping split the cave with one hand and flew into the sky.

His location was less than a million miles away from the place that the Sparrow had spoken.

……

Manshen Rift.

This place is deeply embedded between the two cultivation realms, and it is a well-known dangerous place.

Once, the rift valley that stretched for 100,000 miles was the territory of the demon clan.

But I don't know when the demon beasts in the rift slowly disappeared.

A terrifying force directly enveloped the whole region.

The creatures that tried to cross through here retreated, preferring to spend several times as long detouring as not daring to cross the rift.

Over time, the Wanshen Rift Valley has become a well-deserved forbidden place.

One day, in the gloomy sinking area, a transparent soul silk was fluttering and undulating in it.

Thousands of miles away, Chen Ping wrapped his arms around him, and his eyes kept looking at the scene that Soul Silk saw.

"God help me!"

It wasn't until he caught a thousand-foot-long black shadow in the deepest part of the rift valley that Chen Ping was slightly excited to collect his soul silk.

Sensing the rapid passage of vitality in his body, he did not move directly.

The rules of death mastered by the Lord of the Necromantic Abyss are truly astonishing.

He weakened for twenty or thirty years before he was close to Shouyuan.

A big war must not lose hundreds or thousands of years of vitality out of thin air.

Quietly sneaking underground, Chen Ping immediately began to refine the puppet.

After more than a dozen frenzied killings, he collected another batch of good embryos.

……

months later.

Chen Ping's retreat ended.

His hands were wrapped in almost transparent silk.

At the other end of the silk were more than twenty sixth-order puppets with strong aura.

Arrange a circle along the Manshen Rift.

Seeing that this place had become a large cage, he was satisfied with revealing his figure.

"After slaughtering you, the Shenlu clan of the Great Thousand Realms may be extinct, but who told you to block the way of this seat?"

With a regretful sigh, Chen Ping's right tail finger trembled slightly.

Immediately, a sixth-order demon beast puppet shaped like a rhubarb earthworm scurried into the rift.

There was a roar of noise during the march.

A powerful force emerged, squeezing away the dirt and gravel in a radius of thousands of miles.

The next moment, there was a rumbling explosion of audio around one after another.

The dirt and gravel seemed to come to life and fell wildly to the sides.

A strange crack was formed, leading into the dark depths.

"Hiss"

"Hiss"

Suddenly, a huge movement awakened the only living creature in the rift.

In all directions, the strange roar of a poisonous snake spitting out a letter came madly.

Then, a thousand-foot-long murderous creature condensed.

The appearance of this creature is eighty percent similar to that of a python.

The upper body was covered with billowing blood clouds, but the lower body was black and shining.

Along the abdomen, there was a dark red and purple demonic glow.

Judging from the ontology alone, it does not conform to the form of any python family!

Yes, it's not a demon at all.

It is a god clan that is rarer than the immortal race.

The Divine Clan, born creatures of the Dead.

When they become adults, the rules of death that this clan has mastered can naturally step into the realm of transformation.

Whether in the Great Thousand Realms or the Star Realm, the Divine Race is an existence that terrifies ordinary races.

Today, the Lord of the Necromantic Abyss, who is the body of a god, immediately let out a low roar after being awakened from his slumber.

A thick stream of green liquor gushed out and squirted at the earthworm puppet.

The puppet twisted without hesitation, and slid away a hundred miles away with a string of afterimages.

Green liquor spilled on the ground.

A large amount of mist came out, emitting a gagging stench, and looked down on a vast expanse of earth and rock.

At first glance, you can see that it is extremely poisonous!

But at the same time, the python's head hovered one by one, and it bit with lightning speed.

After all, the puppet was only in the early stage of the sixth order.

I couldn't dodge, and with a "poof", I was bitten on the head by the gods.

With a flash of blood, the puppet was twisted into chaos.

"Are you going to do it yourself, or are you going to let me do it myself?"

A faint voice came from the demon's blood, and then a figure appeared under the rift, standing straight with his hands behind his back.

"It's you."

After the figure of a purple-robed man was printed in the eyes of the god, the emotions in his consciousness suddenly changed.

"In ordinary people, there was an allusion to an ugly general who scared a crying child."

"Hehe, now that the name of the Lord of this Pavilion has made the Lord of the Necromantic Abyss, who ranks second in the Great Thousand Realms, abandon the blessed land and come to this corner to hide, it is not too much!"

Chen Ping touched his chin smugly.

"In order to kill the deity, you did not hesitate to refine so many puppets."

Shen Lu slowly looked at the purple-robed man, and said coldly and piercingly.

At the same time, the black mist on his body was released, condensing until the tangible dead air drowned out.

"It's worrying to see, this is clearly the pill clone of this seat!"

Bathed in death, "Chen Ping" smiled gloomily, and then his hands shook without thinking.

More than a dozen rays of light lit up around him.

The puppets of the Green Bull Demon Emperor and the puppets of the descendants of the Thunder Palace appeared one by one.

"Boom!"

The puppets, who were not afraid of death, shot towards the gods with their teeth and claws.

"Shhh

The black light of the god's eyes flashed, and he drove his body into the air.

Suddenly, a thick black cold mist quietly erupted.

The black cloud swelled in a circle, flipped and danced wildly, and then fell into the puppet array.

The icy cold light suddenly swept away several puppets that pounced.

And he didn't stop rolling to the pill clone.

"It even has a wind attribute supernatural power?"

"Chen Ping" quietly swiped with one hand.

The Green Bull Demon Emperor puppet stood in front of him.

A thick wall of ice rose from the ground, blocking out the black winds.

At the same time, a huge hand of flame shot out from the black wind, and in an instant it was in front of the god's head.

I grabbed it in my hand and pinched it hard.

The god struggled desperately, releasing his dead air.

After a while, the flaming hand collapsed and extinguished as if it were exhausted.

"Poof!"

Thousands of miles away, Chen Pingzhen's body suddenly vomited black blood.

"No, you still have to rely on puppets, it's really not cost-effective for this seat to get involved."

As soon as the Yuan Flame was collected, Chen Ping simply sat down on the broken wall and watched from the sidelines.

Then, regardless of the loss, he pulled the silk and ordered the puppets to go forward and surround the past.

……

Three whole days.

The sound of crackling in the rift valley is endless.

A powerful shockwave has shattered the rift.

Chen Ping was also experiencing the longest grappling since he stepped into the cultivation realm.

The refining sixth-order puppet kept detonating itself.

So far, except for the Green Bull Demon Emperor puppet, which still has strong combat power, the remaining puppets have all been seriously damaged.

However, under the siege of the puppet array, the injuries of the gods were not much better.

Several pieces were missing from the hideous skull, and scarlet blood flowed from it.

"One thing descends one thing, and the rules of death are indeed too deeply restrained by inanimate things."

"This seat must take this as a warning, and must not rely too much on a certain kind of supernatural power!"

Chen Ping muttered with blazing eyes.

But from a day ago, as the damage of the god was getting worse, another anti-heaven effect of the rule of death was also revealed.

The more verge of falling, the stronger the supernatural powers!

The strength of the gods has almost reached the level of approaching the cultivators.

Seeing that the puppet of the Green Bull Demon Emperor was gradually losing power, Chen Ping finally couldn't sit still.

With a flick of his fingers, a white lotus flower bloomed next to the god's head.

Where the lotus shadow flashed, a wave of heat that melted all things erupted.

Suddenly, the gods shivered, and their bodies couldn't help but be stunned.

And for this moment's delay, Xuanhuang Shentong and Soul Dementorship suppressed it together.

At the same time, twenty-one life-stained fire swords emitted a dazzling glow, slashing around the Jiao's head.

"Click".

The huge python's head rolled off its neck.

At this time, Chen Pingzhen's purple shadow flickered and disappeared in place.

On the other side, the moment the snake's head fell, Chen Ping was already close to the battlefield.

With a little bit of his hands, the Blue Tribulation Immortal Thunder popped out, turning into a cyan power grid, under the hood.

"Whoosh!"

From the bloody mouth that was unfolded on the corpse of the god, a python-like soul shot out in a panic.

But it happened to plunge headlong into the power grid.

When he wanted to cast another supernatural impact, spewing out wisps of gray dead ice and preparing to break open and escape, Chen Ping, who had already prepared, opened his mouth.

A large cloud of Yuan Flame spread out and surged, and in the blink of an eye, the soul of the Divine Flame was melted into ashes!

After seeing a wisp of soul smoke rushing into the sky, Chen Ping's expression was relieved.

"For your sake, I will let you reincarnate."

After raising his hand and grabbing it, after taking away the puppet stumps and the corpses of the gods all over the ground, Chen Ping directly stepped on the sword array and flew out of the rift.

……

At this moment, his face showed boundless joy.

After the fall of the gods, the restraints in heaven and earth disappeared at once.

The rules of death that cannot be advanced are beginning to loosen!

"A chance to transform!"

Chen Ping had a surging intention in his heart, and he only flew less than 10,000 miles before descending his figure.

And quickly break open a cave and close the dead pass.

There are still a few living beings in the Great Thousand Realms who have mastered the rules of death.

Connecting to the white in the Heavenly Pavilion is also one of them.

If this woman is allowed to unintentionally seize the opportunity, he will not be willing to do cannibalism at that time!

Closing the stone mansion, Chen Ping immediately sat down cross-legged.

"Whoosh!"

A replica of the Book of Death hangs overhead, sprinkling layers of dead light.

At the same time, several Death Attribute Immortal Crystals obtained from the Thunder Palace Hall also flew out one after another.

But that's not enough.

Then, the fragment of the Danxian diagram that imprisoned the outer demon also floated on Chen Ping's chest.

"Although this seat is not a stupid bird, it is reasonable to fly first with the help of treasures."

In order to prevent being picked up by several other creatures who practiced the art of death, Chen Ping unceremoniously offered many hole cards and began to compete for that opportunity.

……

Time flies.

More than 20 years later.

In the cave, Chen Ping rolled his sleeves and fists, and stood up with a "boom".

Behind him, a blue-faced fanged demon shadow stumbled.