The shadows in the ground spread their teeth and claws, as if they were dragging someone into the abyss.

Turning his head suddenly, Chen Ping's face changed suddenly.

This shadow is all too familiar.

The rule of death is a sign of a metamorphosis!

When he was fighting with Ge Anlan and the Lord of the Necromantic Abyss, he had seen it with his own eyes.

Contrary to the state that is inherent in other rule imprints.

The Death Rule's Seal of Transformation is revealed and assists in the casting of the Death Technique.

But this rule-like imprint of a living creature gives people a frightening and substantial deterrence.

"Demons? Or is it another race that I don't know? ”

Staring at the demon shadow behind him, Chen Ping's eyes shrank.

To this day, he has a deeper understanding of the rule imprint.

These things that can represent the rules, whether they are living beings or magic weapons, are all things that have achieved against the heavens in a certain rule.

The starting point is a few metamorphosis realms, and Chen Ping is not clear.

But it is estimated that it will be at least five or six shedding.

Otherwise, how can it represent a set of rules from the outside world of the heavens?

Moreover, once it becomes the imprint of a certain rule, it can definitely obtain unimaginable benefits.

"In the future, this seat must not manifest the imprint of rules."

Chen Ping swore to himself.

These rules are imprinted like beacons, attracting the covetousness of the powerhouses of all worlds.

It doesn't quite fit his original intention of low-key cultivation.

Don't look at him calling for wind and rain now, rampant and unstoppable.

That's because no one in the Great Thousand Realms can bring him a deadly threat except for the Heavenly Vertical.

People are not arrogant and vain teenagers.

As a young god in his 2,000s, Chen Ping felt that he did not need to deliberately show his twilight.

……

"This time, the dead rule has also consumed a lot of resources."

With a wave of his hand, Chen Ping brought the fragments of the Dead Xuantian Book and the Danxian Diagram back to his side.

A few pieces of immortal crystals containing the power of death were naturally all used.

Moreover, the puppet array surrounded and killed the Lord of the Spirit Abyss, and the price was also very exaggerated.

First of all, a few blockade arrays swallowed hundreds of top-grade spirit stones.

Then, except for a few puppets such as the Green Bull Demon Emperor, the rest of the puppets were almost scrapped.

To repair it, you have to add all kinds of precious materials, and you will lose money if you calculate it.

Therefore, Chen Ping simply gave up repairing.

And with a spray of Yuan Flame, the short limbs and remnants of more than a dozen puppets were melted, turning them into the liquid of the most primitive material.

"How should the Divine Clan be built?"

Chen Ping thumped his forehead, and his face was a little embarrassed.

There is no record of the refining process of the Divine Golem in the Immortal Puppet Codex.

Relying on his own groping, the probability of falling into a small realm is close to half.

After hesitating, Chen Ping postponed his attempt.

……

Walking out of the cave, he took a deep breath towards the scorching Yang Xianchen.

Now that the rules of death and fire are both transformed, there are imitations of the Book of Death Xuantian that carry the breath of death.

The three conditions for transferring to the Death Mystery Technique have all been met!

"Even if this seat is assisted by the high Dao pattern elixir and spirit stones, if you want to cultivate back to the realm of the late stage of the transformation of the gods, it will take a hundred years."

"The period does not include the time to comprehend the exercises."

Chen Ping's thoughts turned sharply.

If you retreat for 200 years at a time, you will inevitably miss the appointment with the god.

Moreover, the Holy Maiden's side has begun to have the action of submerging the Great Thousand Realms.

His schedule is tight.

The second opportunity of the mountain of rules, Chen Ping can't give up.

It's not that you have to get it yourself.

But the hostile forces must not be allowed to succeed!

Isn't the enhancement of the enemy equivalent to weakening his supernatural powers in disguise?

"Let's take out the second fragment of the Heaven Crossing Coral Seal first, and further condense the soul."

Chen Ping made a reasonable decision.

After exchanging fifteen pieces of seventh-order ore from the cultivator god, he quickly scraped together the amount needed for the exchange.

……

"The purity of my soul is no longer what it used to be, and it shouldn't take decades to absorb the residual energy of a piece of Arcana fragment."

In the golden bead space, Chen Ping's palm touched a golden ground cover.

When he took out the first fragment of the Heavenly Crossing Coral Seal, he had been in a coma for more than forty years.

"If you really miss the mountain of rules, it's providential."

"The strength of the divine soul is the capital against the Heavenly Column, and it is more important than anything else."

Chen Ping thought calmly.

He had another expectation.

After removing the Arcana Fragment from the Hood, what will be the artifact buried in the ground?

According to the previous rules, it should be related to the rules of the soul path.

"If it's the treasure of the second transformation of the soul path......"

Chen Ping didn't dare to think deeply, smiled stupidly, and turned a few times in the golden bead space.

In the end, he smashed into the ground shroud with twenty-five strands of seventh-order ore essence.

After a few breaths, Chen Ping in the outside world was the same as last time, and the whole person turned into a colorful wax figure.

……

Gradually, his surroundings began to be covered with dust.

The silver sand in the hourglass of time fell drop by drop.

"Thirteen years!"

One day, the stiff figure moved his shoulders and suddenly opened his eyes.

Then, he didn't have time to check the state of his divine soul, and returned to the golden bead space without saying a word.

The ground cover that had imprisoned the fragments of the coral seal was long gone.

An object underground, Chen Ping's pupils widened, and he stood in disbelief for a long time.

"Golden ...... Bead? ”

Chen Ping's eyelids continued to beat wildly.

With a trembling palm, he stroked it and brought a golden object back to the outside world.

Looking at the gold bead in his hand, his heart was full of absurdity.

From the shape point of view, except that there is no thunder and lightning package around the body, this thing is no different from the one in the dantian.

It's like a replica.

"Could it be that this is also a treasure?"

Chen Ping suppressed his suspicion and tried to inject a mana into it.

However, it disappeared like a mud cow into the sea.

With a twist of his eyebrows, he took out two pieces of ore from the storage ring.

They are the sixth order and the seventh order.

Unfortunately, there was still no reaction to this gold bead.

With a turn of his gaze, Chen Ping grabbed a handful of high-grade spirit grass and aimed it at it.

And so it turned out.

"Do you want living creatures?"

Touching his chin, Chen Ping's spirit moved and stunned the sleeping Lei Jiao.

Then he threw it vigorously towards the gold bead.

"Boom!"

Lei Jiao's head seemed to hit a copper wall, and it wilted down with extreme twisting.

After some consideration, Chen Ping turned his palm and summoned a green fan.

This is a psychic device commonly used by Jindan monks.

Then, a scene that made Chen Ping's breath stagnate.

As soon as the green fan touched the gold bead, it dissolved at an astonishing speed and quickly merged into it.

In just one breath, the psychic dao device disappeared out of thin air.

Obviously swallowed up by the gold beads!

"This gold bead actually needs a magic weapon sacrifice?"

Chen Ping was shocked, but then, there was no scene where the soul was pulled into his inner space.

His expression changed several times, and he summoned a lower-grade Dao weapon.

I tried to do it, but there was no response.

It can be seen that the devouring thing that this gold bead accepts must also be a psychic dao device at the very least.

Thinking like this, Chen Ping threw away a spiritual treasure.

"Zizi!"

The next moment, the spirit treasure dissolves and merges into the gold bead.

"The body is a little heavier."

Weighing the gold beads, Chen Ping always paid attention to the changes in this object.

After absorbing the two magic weapons, this thing changed from the initial lightness to the appearance of ten catties.

Other than that, nothing is out of the ordinary.

Gritting his teeth, Chen Ping decisively took out a needle-shaped Tongtian Spirit Treasure.

Sure enough, the Faba's body was swallowed by the beads again.

This time, the weight of the gold bead skyrocketed.

Come to a thousand pounds or so.

And Chen Ping also sensed a certain change.

The hundred-zhang range centered on this bead has vaguely formed a realm similar to the Dan Domain's divine powers.

But everything that approaches the realm, whether dead or alive, is oppressed by a force of gravity!

The weak reptiles, ants, and ordinary rocks were all in pieces.

"Why is this seat not suppressed?"

Chen Ping couldn't help frowning.

After thinking about it for a moment, he felt that there was a possibility.

Just like Taiyi Xuanji Sword, one main and four auxiliaries, this second gold bead is a part of the genuine gold bead.

Now that he has refined the main body a little, he may have been exempted from the negative effects.

"If there are enough magic weapons for sacrifice, wouldn't this seat bring a gravity field with you anytime and anywhere?"

His eyes lit up, and Chen Ping couldn't wait to untie the storage ring.

A lot of magic weapons are flying out.

So far, he has accumulated more magic weapons in his body than the sum of several super forces.

……

An hour later.

Looking at the empty surroundings, Chen Ping woke up suddenly.

At this time, the right hand that grabbed the gold bead was already a bulging meridian, blood clotted, and there were signs that it was about to burst.

The flesh can't catch it!

That's enough to make people feel heartbroken.

With the pure power mastered by the early stage of the transformation of the gods, it is not difficult to carry the puppet of the Green Bull Demon Emperor with his bare hands.

It can be seen how terrifying the weight of this thing has become after devouring a large number of magic weapons!

At least equivalent to a super-large meteorite with a radius of thousands of miles!

The pain transmitted by his arm became stronger and stronger, and Chen Ping bit his lip and mobilized a spatial power to cover it, only to relieve it a little.

"The gravity realm currently released by this bead has not weakened the creatures at the peak of the gods."

Chen Ping's eyes flickered and he muttered secretly.

Up to now, he has thousands of magic weapons of all levels for the beads to devour!

Except for the sword array and a small number of functional Tongtian Spirit Treasures, Chen Ping no longer had a suitable sacrifice in his hand.

Most of the accumulated magic weapon resources were lost in one day, and there were no twenty-six pieces of Tongtian Spirit Treasure alone!

Chen Ping, who was suddenly sober, was distressed.

Slowly, he shifted his gaze to his body.

If you throw away a few small star boundary-breaking treasures, the power of this bead will definitely increase by several percent.

However, after a little thought, Chen Ping cut off this absurd idea with an ugly face.

Every little star in his hand is of great use.

Don't pick up sesame seeds and throw away watermelon.

"As far as this seat knows, there are still a few Little Star Breaking Treasures in the hands of other forces!"

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Chen Ping's expression gradually became cold.

He even began to regret the promise he had made to Concubine Shumu.

The spring spirit is immortal, and there are not so many broken family repairs, how can the power of the newly acquired treasure be quickly enhanced?

The golden bead clearly pushed him into the abyss opposite to the great good man.

High-grade ore, high-grade magic weapon, massive demand!

As a result, he was forced to do a magic cultivator.

Pacing back and forth with a hesitant face, Chen Ping finally felt that he could no longer be dominated by Jin Zhu.

"This seat has always been a promise, and it is not too late to change its appearance after arriving in the Star Realm."

Pinching his wrists, the indifference on his face slowly disappeared.

……

"From now on, you will be called the Mysterious Weapon Spirit Bead!"

Chen Ping said indifferently.

The origin of the name is very particular.

He remembered that one of the top acquired physiques of the human race, the body of the mysterious weapon, could enhance its supernatural powers by devouring magic weapons.

Since then, Chen Ping has probably figured out Jinzhu's routine.

Obviously, it's up to him to get back in shape.

"When one day, even a dog can't do it......"

A few sneers rolled out of Chen Ping's throat.

He is not a person with any ability, and he is inconspicuous when thrown into the ranks of high-ranking monks.

He has died once, and his bottom line is very low.

"Just ascend to a true immortal in this seat."

Rubbing the Xuanqi Spirit Bead, Chen Ping smiled as if wishing.

……

In the next period of time, Chen Ping caught two Jin Dan nearby.

He found that the Mysterious Weapon Spirit Bead could only devour magic weapons that had not been refined by living beings, regardless of whether they were broken or not.

But if it is stained with a little mana and soul imprint, the bead cannot be absorbed.

This made Chen Ping's dream of melting the enemy's magic weapon out of thin air completely ruined.

"Two Heaven Crossing Coral Seal Fragments bless the Divine Soul, and after turning into the peak of the Gods, I can urge the twenty-eight Heavenly Spirit Swords in one go!"

Chen Ping's eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance.

The stronger the divine soul, the more powerful the sword array becomes.

He was not far from the day when the final formation of the seven sets of great arrays would take shape.

Then, he picked up another jade slip.

It records the cultivation of a sorcerer surnamed Mao in the later stage of the transformation of the gods.

That person has a lot of life and wants to pass on his strange arts.

Of course, Chen Ping has the unshirkable responsibility to support it.

The huge content was swept away.

His attention was focused on a passage of only a few thousand words.

"Pseudo-Soul Smoke Technique!"

As the name suggests, this is a strange technique to forge soul smoke and confuse enemies.

Or rather, it's a life-saving technique.

When a living soul dies, it will produce soul smoke and ingest reincarnation.

If you don't die completely, you won't spawn soul smoke.

After repairing this abnormal course, it can give people a wrong judgment.

Chen Ping pondered this technique, thinking that it might be useful for him.

But he didn't have a foundation in foreign arts, and if he wanted to master this method, he had to rely on a seventh-order heaven and earth treasure.

"Tianzong is well-informed, whether he will be fooled or not is another matter."

With a flash of expression, Chen Ping didn't fully count on this technique.

Just as a dispensable backhand.

Besides, that special seventh-order thing has no shadow yet.

"There are only three years left in the agreement with the Heterogeneous Cultivator God, so let's go back to the Tianyan Continent first."

So, Chen Ping flew away, and the figure escaped thousands of miles.

……

Dinghai Realm.

All the way south, as soon as he stepped into the scope of Tianyan, Chen Ping immediately noticed that something was wrong.

The water aura condensed in this continent is too strong.

Although it is not as good as Fancang back then, you must know that around the Tianyan Continent, only one side is leaning on the deep sea!

"Lingquan must have swallowed a lot of territory!"

In order to find out the current situation in the cultivation world as soon as possible, Chen Ping flew towards Dinghai Palace without stopping.

Dinghai Palace occupies the northern region and has hundreds of immortal cities under its jurisdiction.

And the most core place is none other than Dinghai City.

A few hours later, Chen Ping vaguely saw the huge city surrounded by tall city walls.

When he was close to Qianli, he suddenly felt the light under his feet sink slightly.

"No-fly formation."

Chen Ping flicked his sleeve robe indifferently, and he had no intention of landing at all.

Half a breath later, he withstood the forbidden culling and shot into the city without changing his face.

For a while, several primordial babies defending the city were horrified, and immediately sounded the signal of foreign invasion.

"Lord of the Honzo Babelkaku!"

However, after the sound in the ears of the cultivators was shocked, they knelt down one by one.

……

The depths of Dinghai City built on the mountain.

A huge pavilion thousands of zhang long, towering into the three-yuan heavy sky, floats on the ground.

This pavilion is verdant and dripping, emitting a strong fluorescence, which is extremely eye-catching.

"Dinghai Palace."

Looking at the glittering stone monument reflected in the sunlight, Chen Ping's expression changed suddenly.

"Rustle"

At this time, in the palace gate, a shadow came slowly from far and near.

Chen Ping's divine sense had already penetrated into it, and he had seen the identity of the comer.

Not one of the two supremes of Dinghai Palace!

It's an unexpected figure.

(There is another chapter in the evening that is almost 6,000 words, and it is estimated that it will be written until about 23 o'clock.) ）