You...... Have you mastered the rules of fusion?"

"Moreover, your major cultivation method is still the magic skill of the death and fire attributes, how can you fuse it into a death sword?" Pang Xulin's face changed drastically, and a series of questions blurted out.

Five Mystery Tribulations, Seven Empty Killing Tribulations, and Ninety-Nine Returning to One Tribulation, the monks broke through the three types of calamities of refining the void.

Ninety-Nine to One Tribulation is one of the most terrifying of all!

The three major conditions for triggering the return to the one calamity are to master the three rules of one transformation.

The second is to comprehend the special rules.

Third, there is the power of rules in the fusion stage.

The first two conditions are not much to say.

The core disciples of the super power of the stars can basically achieve it!

It is not difficult to describe the rules that can be fused in the transformation period. For example, he Pang Xulin.

Hovering in the early stage of refining for 2,500 years, there is no sign of regular fusion. This is a manifestation of lack of understanding!

"Even Senior Sister ......"

Pang Xulin was shocked, and couldn't help but look at Kong Zhihua.

"Unlike the rules of life and death, which are inherently compatible, the difficulty of fusing death and sword is well known, and I barely stepped into that step more than a thousand years ago."

Kong Zhihua slowly opened his lips, and a trace of essence flashed in his beautiful eyes. She had been a powerhouse who was qualified to be promoted to Elder Uchiyama.

Although the comprehension and talent are not as good as those top true legends, they are not much worse.

There are many monks in the sect who are inscribed with death and sword rules.

may be fused at the peak of the transformation of the gods, and this kind of talent is rare.

Commonly known as the rules of heaven and earth, enjoy food and eat!

"Zila!"

In the quiet hall of the cave mansion, after a soft sound, a three-inch black sword also floated in Kong Zhihua's jade hand. It is also the sword qi that fuses the rules of death and sword!

"Sure enough, even my senior sister is not as good as him."

Looking at the two of them, the corners of Pang Xulin's mouth twitched fiercely. The death sword summoned by the senior sister is tangible but not unintentional.

The rules of death have not yet completely penetrated the sword qi. It is in the stage of initial integration.

And in the death sword of the god boy, the two rules are indistinguishable from each other.

Even if you use your divine sense to discern carefully, you can't find a single flaw!

In other words, purely in terms of rule fusion, this soaring peak of the god has already surpassed Senior Sister Kong!

"Senior Brother Chen's Great Thousand Realms have changed?" Ma Fanyu was amazed.

He has never forgotten Chen Ping's origins.

This person is not the true inheritance of the Great Sage forces!

The direct gaze of the two Sword Sect Masters made Chen Ping secretly stunned.

He knew that the merging of rules was as difficult as heaven.

Unexpectedly, Kong Zhihua was inferior to him!

The middle stage of refining the void cultivated by the great sect is no better than that of a god native of the Great Thousand Realms.

"Is it too ostentatious?"

Chen Ping's eyes shrank slightly, and he silently crushed the death sword.

He's about to doom!

If you don't reveal your talent, you won't get help from the sect at all.

Groping for oneself and forcibly breaking into a catastrophe is no different from sending him to death.

"Sincerity for sincerity, and the nephew doesn't want to drag down the two uncles." With a fist, Chen Ping said astringently.

Just now, Ma Fanyu's fleeting sad eyes seemed to be no different from looking at a dead person. It further verifies the fact that the ninety-nine to one catastrophe is a desperate situation!

If the two uncles retreat in the face of difficulties, he can choose a stronger faction to join the sect after he officially joins the sect.

For example, under the command of Elder Uchiyama.

So as to obtain high-quality resources and give it a go.

Chen Ping's sincere words made Pang Xulin bittersweet.

The talent is so horizontal, but he has to go through the ninety-nine catastrophe, he is both regretful and helpless.

"The innate sword heart contains all things, but your death sword can comprehend from it?"

Kong Zhihua asked in a quiet voice.

"Under normal circumstances, only the sword spirit root will generate an innate sword heart, such as me." Then, without waiting for Chen Ping to answer, she said, "But there are countless wonderful methods in the world, and there is a secret record of opening the heavens in the Sword Sect."

"The cultivation of enlightenment, even if it is not a sword spirit root, there is a certain probability of condensing the innate sword heart."

"However, there are only a handful of such people in each generation, and without exception, kendo qualifications are rare.

The implication is that the innate sword heart is not exclusive to the sword spirit root.

Of course, Chen Ping had already understood the truth from Tianzhong's inheritance. Otherwise, it will not directly reveal the innate sword heart.

"The innate kenshin is the cornerstone that affects the level of kendo attainment, and because of its characteristics, it will be a good help when merging rules."

Kong Zhihua's eyes burned. "Thank you, Elder Kong, for your confusion." Chen Ping's face was stunned.

The way in which his innate sword heart was generated can be called the past and the present.

In the golden bead, he experienced the scene of the innate sword from a wisp of air, then to condensation, and finally to break the chaos.

Therefore, his talent in fusing the rules of kendo with other rules may also surpass the true sword spirit root.

"Senior Nephew Chen, I see that you have a whole body, or you have obtained the Dao system of a certain high-level monk in the Nether Realm." "You should know very well what kind of calamity it is."

Kong Zhi said solemnly in the picture.

"Twenty disciples are more than one, and nineteen are falling!" Chen Ping's expression was understated.

"Then you're still actively fusing the rules of the Transformation God Realm? With the talent of the master and nephew, it is the right way to soar to the genius after entering the refining void."

"It's not that this sect doesn't have top-level true legends that can fuse the rules of the Transformation God Realm, but most of them choose forbearance, just to avoid the ninety-nine return to one calamity!"

Pang Xulin couldn't help but sigh. There is no shortage of geniuses in the Sword Sect.

Weighing the pros and cons is king.

Every Refining Void Seedling who is determined to survive the Ninety-Nine Tribulation will only be allowed after several elder meetings and repeated judgments.

Moreover, future plans will also be released at the same time. One can't watch the seedlings die in vain.

Second, the things that survive the catastrophe of the ninety-nine to one calamity are treasures that can only be gathered by the Council of Elders.

That's a huge resource that makes ordinary refining void scalps numb!

Many quests will be sent out to help the monks who are preparing to survive the catastrophe to collect treasures.

A superpower that has been entrenched for millions of years is ready to fight.

It is conceivable how outrageous it is to return to one catastrophe.

Facing the doubts of the two uncles, Chen Ping's left arm was raised with a sword, and he smiled calmly.

"If you ask for the Tao, you can die, the road is cold and warm, and the younger generation has no regrets!"

"Even if you do it all over again, the younger generation will have no hesitation to break through the ninety-nine tribulation and climb to the top with one of the strongest foundations!"

At this moment, the man's expression was resolute and resolute, full of yearning for the avenue and truth-seeking attitude.

Kong Zhihua, Pang Xulin, and Ma Fanyu, the three masters of the Sword Sect, were greatly shocked.

From this person, I felt a contagious force that could be cracked.

"Seeing death as home, it is worthy of being a god who has mastered the transformation of death!" Ma Fanyu was full of admiration.

The Ascended Monk broke free from the cage and died without regret. He was moved and ashamed.

This person's kendo is worthy of being indomitable! "Ten breaths, almost, right?"

Glancing at the eyes of the three of them, Chen Ping gathered his momentum and returned to his normal color in a moment. If there was a chance of reversal, he would be eager to disperse the fusion rules immediately. What a crater!

He has the Golden Bead Auxiliary Dao, and it would be good to cultivate in a down-to-earth manner, who wants to go through the ninety-nine tribulation? But now that it's a fact, you can only bite the bullet.

I hope that Kong Zhihua will report his attitude of not being afraid of hardships and dangers and seeking the Tao wholeheartedly to the sect elders. That's how you can get the most support!

"Senior Nephew Chen, you have this Dao heart, and it is only natural that I will do my best to help you."

Kong Zhihua did not hesitate to praise, and then changed his words: "You are a Flying Monk and have not been approved by the Council of Elders, so whether you can get the full support of the sect is still two words."

"Senior Sister Kong, you should think carefully."

Listening, Pang Xulin's face was stunned, and he hurriedly transmitted the sound. Senior sister still plans to accept this son?

can prepare for the ninety-nine to one catastrophe items, and it is far from enough for the two of them to empty their net worth. Ma Fanyu felt even more uncomfortable in his heart.

All the resources are supplied to Chen Ping, doesn't he have no support? Moreover, there is a good chance that the investment in this son will be wasted.

Although he sincerely follows Master Pang, he is also running for profit!

"Does this woman still want to take me?" On the other side, Chen Ping was a little surprised.

Kong Zhihua is facing difficulties, I'm afraid it's not that my head is in the water.

is not her heir, so why should she post a huge amount of resources.

"This thing is the Heart-Entwining Immortal Leaf that I spent a hundred Immortal Crystals to exchange, and it has a certain bonus for you to survive the Ninety-Nine Tribulation." Pointing to the blue leaves in the jade bottle, Kong Zhihua said with a light smile.

"How much?" Seeing this, Chen Ping was slightly excited, and subconsciously clenched the jade bottle. That's a real goodie!

"Minimally." Kong Zhihua sighed and said.

"That's a lot." At this moment, Chen Ping was like a disciple who was begging for a treasure, and he said eagerly.

"One percent."

Kong Zhi's words made the dead air on Chen Ping's face tremble.

A hundred immortal crystals exchanged for a treasure, but there is only a little effect?

He vainly tried to accumulate enough certainty, wouldn't he have to prepare thousands, tens of thousands of immortal crystals!

"So, the support of the Presbyterian Church is essential."

Pang Xulin smiled bitterly.

Many of the treasures that have survived the catastrophe are things that can only be exchanged for by relying on connections. Sometimes fairy crystals don't come in handy.

"Two hundred years later, the True Legend will win the title of the Great Competition, and the rewards will be rich, and there will be several treasures that can be exchanged for the true tribulation."

After pondering for a while, Kong Zhihua revealed.

"Senior sister, those treasures are only rewards for the top ten!" Pang Xulin said in surprise.

He expected this son to be in the top thirty or forty.

With only two hundred years of ascension, how can it be among the top ten true legends?

"The younger generation thinks he doesn't have that ability!"

Chen Ping's face darkened and said.

He was now thinking about how not to join the faction and be able to take the Heart-Twisting Fairy Leaf from Kong Zhihua's hands.

A negligible bonus has to be fought for.

"Senior Brother Pang, hundreds of years ago, did the ninth-ranked True Legend challenge you?" Kong Zhihua suddenly turned his head and asked the boy.

"Not bad."

Pang Xulin nodded and said, "I'm ashamed, the nephew of the literary master is at the peak of the god realm, but he insisted on fourteen or five moves under Pang Mou, and he was defeated because of his lack of mana."

"If it is the same realm, Pang will be seriously injured and admit defeat within three moves." He didn't show the slightest embarrassment.

The strength of the top ten true legends of the Immortal Sword Sect is beyond doubt.

Moreover, this batch of true legends is not strong in history. The masters of the ancestor's generation are appalling!

"The Ninth True Legend is on par with Pang Sulin?" Chen Ping listened to it in his ears, and his eyes narrowed.

Although Pang Xulin is in the early stage of mediocre refining, he is blessed by the foundation, and it is simple to overwhelm the same level of non-super forces.

Changing to the Shallow Star Sea, Chen Ping even felt that this person could compete with the middle stage of refining the void.

The strength of the Sword Sect once again amazed him.

"Senior Brother Pang, you and Senior Nephew Chen have a few tricks."

After Kong Zhihua's eyes swept slightly over the two of them, he actually commanded like this.

"Senior sister, is she overestimating this son?"

Pang Xulin's expression moved, and his face was surprised.

"The younger generation has low strength, how dare to challenge Uncle Shi by simulating it." Chen Ping shook his head and declined.

No matter how confident you are, it is impossible to be in the limelight!

Just ascended to the upper realm and confronted the super power refining elder, didn't he reveal that he had a secret?

"The rules of the Sword Sect are strict, and Senior Chen's nephew is not too worried."

Hearing this, Kong Zhihua smiled and said, "Fifteen thousand years ago, Elder Xin of the Uchiyama Elders' Church flew up from the Great Thousand Realms directly under the Time Star and was directly introduced into the door."

"Elder Xin's first battle was to fight with a senior uncle in the early stage of refining."

"In the end, Elder Xin narrowly won, and he was defeated!"

"The sect cherishes his talents and strives to cultivate, and he is now one of the seeds of the Harmony Dao that even the old ancestors value."

Hearing this, Chen Ping didn't react at anything other than being shocked by Elder Xin's toughness.

"Now, the sect has two half-open realm treasures!"

"The two complete pieces, including the Supreme Immortal Heavenly Sword, are the legacy of the ancestors, and the other half is the opportunity that Elder Xin obtained in the Great Thousand Realms."

"That broken Boundary Opening Treasure is very special, the peak of the Transformation God can control some power, and it is with its power that he defeated the Refining Void Elder in one fell swoop."

Kong Zhihua is a meaningful way. The implication is obvious.

Elder Xin had only turned into the peak of God when he entered the sect, but no one in the sect elders dared to covet that half of the opening treasure.

It can be seen what attitude the old ancestor has towards the behavior of the disciples in the sect to kill people and seize treasures.

It doesn't hurt to win or lose the sword. @精华_书阁... j_h_s_s_d_c_o_m head. Hair. More. New~~

But we must not kill each other because of red resources and heavy treasures.

No matter how great Chen Ping's opportunity is, can he be tempting to open the realm?

"Is the golden orb of this seat comparable to the treasure of the opening realm?"

Secretly sneering, Chen Ping was unmoved.

"Senior Sister Kong, forget it."

Pang Xulin was also reluctant.

"In another way, every time you take a move from Senior Brother Pang, I will reward you with ten immortal crystals." Kong Zhihua's beautiful eyes turned and said.

"Oh?" As soon as he heard this, Chen Ping's ears immediately pricked up, and he quickly asked, "What about the Qinghong Dao Sword and Heart-Entwining Fairy Leaf that Uncle Shi gave me before?"

"The two treasures are naturally yours." Kong Zhihua said as if he was smiling.

"The rules for adding money are understood by this woman."

Then, I saw Chen Ping with a struggling look on his face, and he pondered for a long time.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the hesitation on Chen Ping's face was retracted, and suddenly the sword light around his body flashed, turning into a stream of arrows and shooting away from the cave.

At the same time, his categorical words were left in the hall.

"Uncle Pang, the younger generation has the courage to learn the tricks!"

Over a shallow flat forest surrounded by mountains.

Chen Ping and Pang Xulin were already suspended from the ground facing each other.

Both of them looked as usual, nothing out of the ordinary.

The two onlookers, Kong Zhihua and Ma Fanyu, looked at the situation in the sky and were silent.

"Uncle Shi, the younger generation is cultivating a death sword, and cutting Shouyuan can't avoid it, please forgive me later." Arching his hand, Chen Ping made it clear first.

Pang Xulin has not broken through the early stage of refining for nearly 10,000 years, if he regards life expectancy as extremely important, this competition will not fight.

"Hehe, do you think you can hit the old man?" Pang Xulin waved his hand teasingly.

He made a move, and Chen Ping took it hard, which was a reasonable situation.

If he is pressed and beaten by a shallow star sea's avatar god, he can not cultivate this way.

"Please advise!"

Holding his breath and calming his mind, Chen Ping retreated thousands of miles vigilantly.

The upper bound space is stable.

A 1,000-mile range is a relatively safe distance.

"Good boy, the space is gone!"

Seeing Chen Ping flash into the space tunnel with a smoke, and after half a breath, he appeared from thousands of miles away, Pang Xulin immediately frowned.

This little guy is learning too much.

In the Sword Sect, there are mostly those who have mastered the way of the sword, and at best, they have mastered one or two other supernatural powers.

Only when you cultivate to the late stage of refining and are about to fuse the rules, will you be distracted by external objects.

"As I expected, Senior Nephew Chen was born in the Great Thousand Realms with regular star projection." Kong Zhihua said lightly.

Without the Silk of Rules, a junior who is less than four thousand years old will never be able to comprehend so many transformation rules by himself If it is all his own talent, he is a star genius of the same level as his ancestor.

"Master Chen's nephew's soul path is the second transformation, so let the old man try your soul skill level first!"

Pang Xulin opened his mouth to speak, and with a twist of his hands, a wisp of purple sword qi jumped out of the gap, turning into a long and long shape.

Immediately afterwards, in the sea of consciousness, the soul villain who looked like a child jumped out.

Grabbing the purple sword with a big grin.

A child with a giant sword!

Such a funny picture, but Chen Ping was awe-inspiring in his heart. This is the Soul Sword Technique he has never seen before!

"The Divine Soul Bombardment is the most thrilling, and it is also the most direct way to divide the victory and defeat, if the master and nephew can't even pass this level, they will also lose in front of the top ten true legends."

Pang Xulin lightly raised his point, and immediately pointed at his soul.

"呲呲」

"呲呲」

After a scorching sound, the figure of the sword-wielding boy swelled sharply, which actually matched the size of the soul sword.

"Poof!"

Before Chen Ping's tentative soul power could get within three zhang, it was cut by a sharp and boundless blade.

"The sect's ancestors created their own sword and soul techniques, majoring in sword spirit, and their killing power is second to none." At this moment, a clear spring-like sound rushed into Chen Ping's ears.

It was the guidance from Kong Zhihua.

Derivation, transformation, Tao, and void are the four major grades of treasure art.

And the value of this special sword spirit technique is obviously above the ordinary level treasure technique!

"This seat must be mixed up in the Sword Sect."

Chen Ping's heart was excited.

An ordinary refiner like Pang Xulin has the opportunity to come into contact with the amazing secret arts, and it is not at his fingertips to give him some time to drill the camp?

"Slash!"

On the other side, Pang Xulin's body did not move, and he jumped forward with his sword spirit from afar.

Under a roll, a sword light soul wave more than ten zhang high rushed towards Chen Ping violently.

Before he could really get involved in Chen Ping, his sea of knowledge buzzed.

It was as if it was about to be crushed by this sword wave.

"Definitely!"

Chen Ping drank in his mouth, and the beard seal rolled in the sea of knowledge.

After stepping into the peak of the Transformation God, his control over this imitation has been raised to a new level.

In the blink of an eye, most of the sea of knowledge that had just collapsed like a snow-capped mountain collapsed was stable.

"Hey, this kid actually harvested a replica of a coral mark in the Nether?" Sensing the treasure in Chen Ping's knowledge of the sea, Pang Xulin was slightly surprised.

His soul power is half a point stronger than the other party.

But the Beard Seal can offset these gaps.

"Uncle Pang, I'm offended!"

As soon as he blurted out these words, Chen Ping began to fight back.

A coral magic phase suddenly poured out, entangled with the power of the sword soul that swept in.

A bang rang out all around.

The moment the sword spirit collided with the coral method, the silver light burst widely.

It actually split the law in half and broke it up and destroyed it.

Not even the dragon's horn attack is revealed!

And the fluctuation of the sword spirit was still unceremoniously rushing Chen Ping head-on.

"Dementors!"

Chen Ping opened his eyes, and his dark eyes flashed towards the sword.

"Whew!"

The fierce sword spirit immediately stopped.

"Pang Xulin's soul path is only a metamorphosis realm, and the time affected will not be too small!"

Subsequently, Chen Ping quickly urged the Divine Method, and ten coral methods flew out in a row. Cang Xu Yin is sandwiched in the middle, and Zhou Ti is magnificent.

Keep injecting the power of the same source into the Dharma phase!

Then, the size of the ten coral phases doubled, directly obscuring the sky for a hundred miles.

"It's a pity that the coral seal has been shattered, otherwise the Taiyi Yan Divine Method to restrain the five clans is a powerful technique." Staring at the sky, Kong Zhihua pondered in his heart.

Chen Ping's soul path attack was ordinary in her eyes. But Pang Xulin didn't take it well.

"Boom!"

While still under control, the sword spirit had no resistance, and was hit by three coral laws in a row.

Pang Xulin's facial features immediately showed a color of severe pain.

However, in the next breath, he regained consciousness. The sword spirit raised his head and sprayed at Chen Ping's mouth.

A purple pillar of light flickered piercingly.

Piercing through the void and reaching the front of the Coral Law Phase, it almost shattered the five of them.

"Dementors!"

Chen Ping saw the stitches and inserted the needle, and launched the primordial supernatural power for the second time.

"Boom!"

As a result, the previous round of confrontation was replicated, and the sword spirit's body suddenly froze, and the last two coral magic phases crashed down, causing its figure to loom and become blurred.

"Uncle Pang, can the junior still release a few soul spells, do you want to fight to the end?" The void was suspended, and Chen was pale in color.

Killing the sword spirit is equivalent to beheading Pang Xulin's soul.

It's extremely difficult to do, but it's okay to get seriously injured by doing your best.

This man is not like him, and he has a golden bead that quickly recovers.

In case of cultivating for tens or hundreds of years, I am afraid that this hatred will have to be remembered.

"How can this son's soul be condensed to such an extent?"

Pang Xulin was secretly shocked in his heart and recalled the sword spirit.

Apparently, he admitted that Chen Ping had taken the first blow.

"Ten spirit crystals are in hand."

Chen Ping was overjoyed in his heart, and couldn't help but look at Kong Zhihua who was watching the battle.

"Let's count after the fight."

Kong Zhihua smiled and groaned.

The Soul Dao Divine Power is not inferior to Pang Xulin, which means that this aspect has reached the standard of the top ten true legends!

"Second blow, test the mana of the master and nephew!"

Pang Xulin swept calmly, and with a muffled sound on his back, a pair of silver wings several zhang long appeared out of thin air.

"This is the treasure of the little star that the old man has cultivated, called the Sword and Wings, and it is the trophy that Senior Sister Kong gave to the old man after killing a demon cultivator!"

He was unhurried to punch the hole and arch the painting.

"If the high-ranking cultivators of the Sword Sect are so generous and selfless, wouldn't this seat be like a fish in water?" Chen Ping licked his lips, and the dantian boiled.

A demon shadow was imprinted behind him.

The eerie magic light swept out, and with a slap of the white fin, the figure instantly turned into a series of phantoms. "Think the old man can't lock you?"

Pang Xulin smiled dumbly, the sword wings flapped slightly, and countless feathers shot out.

And turned into a small silver sword several inches long in the wind.

In a flash, it disappeared into the void without a trace.

The next moment, Chen Ping's figure was in all directions, and the sneering sound continued one after another.

Countless sword lights shuttled, intertwined and flickered, faintly forming a phantom of the sword mountain.

The place centered on Chen Ping is shrouded in it.

Letting him slap the white fin won't help.

"A kendo supernatural power with its own space block!"

A ray of light flashed in Chen Ping's eyes, and he flicked his sleeve robe without saying a word.

Twenty-eight psychic fire swordfish flew out.

At the same time, the swords of fire slammed together at a certain point.

A white sword pill roared and smashed at the sword mountain.

"You've actually cultivated a sword pill!"

Pang Xulin's eyelids jumped and he gasped.

This son's kendo talent is too amazing!

You must know that Kenmaru is where the spirituality of kendo lies.

It takes a lot of years to polish and form.

At present, at least half of the Sword Sect's Void Refining Cultivators have not mastered this method!

Not to mention the appearance of the Kenmaru Divine Power in the body of a young avatar.

"As far as I know, only six of the top ten true legends have condensed the sword pill." Kong Zhihua's beautiful eyes were pressed and he muttered, "How much is this kid still hiding?"

"Senior Brother Chen's qualifications are hard for me to match."

Ma Fanyu, as a god, admired the five-body throw to the ground.

"Town!"

Pouring the death qi into the sword pill, Chen Ping slammed into the slow void at a high place.

The space under the sword mountain summoned by Pang Xulin fluctuated together.

Countless silver runes surged wildly, condensing into acres of whirlpools.

Then, there was a rumbling surge of huge power.

In an instant, the silver sword light entrained with spatial suction and collided with the sword pill.

After an earth-shattering loud sound, clouds of black dead air appeared in the nearby void.

After a breath, the sound stopped abruptly.

The violent tremors dissipated, and the sky returned to clearness.

At this moment, I saw that whether it was Sword Mountain or Sword Pill, all of them were gone.

That blow just now seemed to be half a pound or two!

"Twenty spirit crystals!"

Looking at Pang Xulin, Chen Ping was eager to try.

Before, the biggest gap between him and the Void Cultivator was mana.

After the transfer to the Death Xuan, this absolute weakness is compensated.

Although it is impossible to compete with Pang Xulin, it is not difficult to fight a few moves in a short time.

"Next, what the old man wants to use is the sect's peerless Yasha sword, and you can't fight it with sword pills alone!" With a flap of the sword's wings, Pang Xulin said solemnly.

It is no longer the attitude that was once taught.

As soon as the words fell, Pang Xulin's body turned black, and a head more than thirty zhang long Optimus Yaksha instantly turned into one.

The Yaksha phantom slammed into his chest, and a long roar broke through the air.

Immediately, Yaksha grabbed the sword's wings and fused the two wings together. When it gathered, it turned into a dark black giant sword.

Then, as soon as Yaksha raised his hand, he grabbed the greatsword in his hand.

"Go!"

Chen Ping re-condensed a sword pill and smashed it away violently.

"Roar!"

I saw that the yaksha inhaled vividly, lifted the giant sword and blocked it in the air.

The fall of the sword pill immediately slowed down.

was forced to stand in the air.

Even the dead qi that spread in the past was all condensed and slashed outward, and it couldn't get close to Yaksha's body at all.

"The Yaksha Sword is Master Pang's first treasure technique to cultivate to the Great Perfection, and among all his supernatural powers, it can also be ranked in the top three."

Below, Ma Fanyu showed a hint of respect.

Back then, Master Pang passed on the essentials of this technique to him without reservation.

"Devour!"

Seeing that the sword pill began to crack, Chen Ping frowned and quickly wiped his face.

In the corner of his eye, two clear tears quickly slipped down.

Strangely, as the two teardrops dropped, a gurgling magma emerged from the center like the heart of a volcano.

In just an instant, it turned into a red swamp that covered the massive body of the Yaksha.

The temperature around it is even higher, as if it is about to burn everything! It is the supernatural power attached to the Death Mystic Technique, Rakshasa Tears!

"The Demon Dao Technique is really weird."

Sensing that the body shape of the Yaksha was in a position of being melted, Pang Xulin immediately poured in Yicheng spiritual power. Then, Yaksha's body swelled again.

Even the hair began to turn into sword light.

The eyebrows bulged slightly, and a thick arc of electricity sprayed into the surface of the black giant sword.

"Boom!"

With the blessing of the arc, the power is several points before it is stronger.

Death Qi, Sword Pills, and Fire Techniques were pierced in succession at once.

"I can't use the Mysterious Weapon Spirit Bead, so I have to use that hole card!"

Chen Ping didn't hesitate at all, and his figure escaped into the sky.

Yaksha didn't attack, but waited for him to cast a spell.

"Let's make it clear to the two senior uncles first, the magic technique is just a means of self-defense for the younger generation, but it is not used to do evil!"

Chen Ping took a deep breath, and the mantra kept pouring out of his mouth.

After half a breath, he pressed his head with both palms!

"Zizi"

The next moment, along the area with him as the center, within a radius of several miles, a large area of black and purple two different colors appeared.

The streamer flickered and obscured the view.

In it, a black cloud the size of three zhang rose and slowly turned.

Then, a demonic palm poked out from the black cloud.

This palm seems to be made of flawless black jade, and the space where it is placed is distorted, and the sound of tearing is endless.

"This is the first time that this seat has used the Sen Luo Immortal Hand, this technique is a Dao-level treasure technique, and the power should not disappoint me!" Chen Ping thought about it in his heart, and pressed his palm unceremoniously.

At the same time, the black jade-shaped magic hand also blurred, and fell wildly towards the Yaksha.

"Protection!"

Pang Xulin waved his sleeves solemnly.

The yaksha moved again. The black greatsword danced wildly.

A thick sword curtain silently appeared on the skull, completely protecting its body under it.

The next moment, Sen Luo Immortal's hand grabbed from the void and pressed it hard.

"Boom!"

It's just that after a heavy blow, that layer of sword and shield didn't have the slightest power to resist.

At the slightest contact, the ice dissolved, clearing out patches of empty nothingness.

Then, the five fingers of the clutch were flexibly closed.

Wrap the belly of the yaksha directly and squeeze it hard.

"Boom!"

A loud bang rang out.

Numerous slender scratches suddenly appeared on Yaksha's body.

Immediately after, in Pang Xulin's surprised gaze, it turned into a pile of broken sword qi.

The sword fork swordsmanship is broken!

"Uncle Pang, I'm offended!"

Concerned about the spirit crystal gambling contract, where would Chen Ping let go of any opportunity to make a move, and immediately flipped his palm, and drove Sen Luo Xian's hand to Pang Xulin's hand.

At the same time, the Yuan Shi Sword flew out of the Taihe bottle violently.

The roaring display of the sword qi realm shrouded Pang Xulin underneath!

The peak of the god is fighting to the early stage of refining the Immortal Sword Sect!

At this moment, somewhere in the corner of Tianya City, this rare scene is being staged.

"The seventh move."

Ma Fanyu swallowed his throat, his eyes confused and shocked.

Pang Shi showed no mercy!

The Dao techniques used are all killer moves when they are usually fighting with the same level.

The avatar god from the Great Thousand Realms, although he was always under suppression, was far from being unable to compete with him.

He can even fight back occasionally, causing some trouble to Pang Shi.

"Is he really a creature intercepted from the Great Thousand Realms of the Shallow Star Sea?" Kong Zhihua stared at the battle group in the sky, and rushed to Ma Fanyu for confirmation.

"It's true!"

Ma Fanyu nodded numbly.

Hearing this, Kong Zhihua's face was even more radiant than before.

High in the sky, the two figures were separated with a touch.

Chen Ping was dressed in colorful light yarn, holding the Cang Whisker Seal in his left hand and the Yuan Shi Sword in his right hand.

Behind it, the fins and tails of the kun fish flicker.

High in the air, twenty-eight psychic fire swords slowly rotated.

What's even worse is that soon, this person actually sacrificed a flying thunder hall and dodged the sword that was cut from below.

"This son is accompanied by several pieces of Little Star Breaking Boundary, and Senior Sister Kong's favor has been given out in vain!"

One blow smashed into the air, and Pang Xulin was extremely depressed.

How could this magic weapon with various functional attributes be the natives of the Little Thousand Realms? I'm afraid there are few people in the true biography who can compare to him!

Especially the handleless green sword that comes with its own domain.

The power is so strong that he has repeatedly forced him to defend with all his might.

"Didn't my nephew dig up a sitting cemetery at the pinnacle of refining the void?"

The corners of Pang Xulin's mouth twitched.

"As luck would have it."

Hearing this, Chen Ping touched his sideburns embarrassedly.

"If you fight a few more moves, all the fairy crystals in Senior Sister's place will be compensated to this kid!"

Exhaling deeply, Pang Xulin moved towards the dantian and opened his mouth to spit out a distorted golden light mist.

In the fog, there seemed to be a sword-like figure.

As soon as he appeared, the huge disintegration force immediately made Chen Ping flash in shock.

"His hole cards?"

Chen Ping sighed in his heart, and hurriedly shouted, "Uncle Pang, stop, the juniors admit defeat!"

Hearing this, Pang Xulin looked towards Kong Zhihua.

Seeing the latter nodding, he immediately retracted his mana and opened his mouth to inhale the golden mist back into his abdomen.

Chen Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

First, fighting with Pang Xulin is not a death match.

Powerful means such as mystical spirit beads and gold beads are inconvenient to expose.

Second, he had already won ninety immortal crystals.

If you don't know how to be interesting, I'm afraid you will lose points in Kong Zhihua's heart.

Of course, Chen Ping did not want to make such an uneconomical deal.

"Senior Brother Pang, what do you think of Senior Nephew Chen's supernatural powers?"

Kong Zhihua asked at Pang Xulin, who flew down.

"Not weaker than the Ninth True Legend!" Pang Xulin said without thinking.

On the side, Ma Fanyu was dumbfounded, and then looked at Chen Ping, his gaze changed and changed.

"Not only that, Master Chen's nephew's rich experience in fighting methods, but also slightly surpassing those descendants of the sect, it should be a benefit from killing from the sea of blood in the Great Thousand Realms."

Pang Xulin said in admiration: "What's more, Senior Nephew Chen has another hole card that has not been used, and if he fights again, it is very likely that the eighth and seventh will be the best."

"Juniors don't have any hole cards left."

Chen Ping smiled aggrievedly.

"The results of today's battle must be kept secret!" Then, Kong Zhihua commanded to his side.

"Yes!"

Pang Xulin and Ma Fanyu immediately understood.

"You come with me."

Kong Zhihua opened his mouth lightly, grabbed Chen Ping's robe, and the two of them turned into a sword light and shot back to the cave.

"Senior Sister Kong and I are both old-fashioned, and Fan Yu, your character is more moldable, and the responsibility of dealing with Senior Nephew Chen has been handed over to you."

Pang Xulin said with a straight face.

"Understood." Ma Fanyu nodded repeatedly.

Isn't it just flattery?

The uncles can't do it, he is willing to do it for him.

In the hall of the cave.

Kong Zhihua once again mentioned to Chen Ping the difficulty of returning to one catastrophe.

"As far as the younger generations know, more than a thousand years ago, it seems that there was a fellow disciple who survived the catastrophe." Chen Ping said softly.

"Before him, in 10,000 years, ten consecutive Tianjiao had died under the Guiyi Tribulation." Taking a sip of tea, Kong Zhihua shook his head and smiled.

"Holy damn, all I can see are successful people!"

Chen Ping's head was stunned, and his face was ugly.

With the background of the Sword Sect, there is only a probability of less than one percent.

What kind of iniquity did he create?

"After the ninety-nine tribulation, your status is not inferior to Elder Uchiyama!" Kong Zhi drew a word by word Dao.

"The younger generation wants to know, how did the senior uncle who survived the catastrophe succeed?" Taking a deep breath, Chen Ping asked.

How do you know that Kong Zhihua sneered, and said, "His grandfather is the master of the Hall of Transmission of Meritorious Service, and his parents are both Elder Neishan, and Senior Nephew Chen plans to copy that person's path, at least take out five thousand immortal crystals first!"

"Hey......

With a long sigh, Chen Ping was convinced.

"Follow me, Uncle Shi will try his best to help you." Kong Zhihua made no secret of his intention to solicit.

After hearing this, Chen Ping frowned, but said tactfully, "Uncle Confucius, I have met a close friend of sword cultivation in the Nether Realm."

"He was originally a sword idiot who cultivated the sword of vitality, but it was a pity that one day a villain destroyed the sword heart."

"Just when everyone thinks he's dead end, guess what?"

"When Chen met him again, he actually found that this person was born to death and comprehended the Sword of Twilight!"

"Morning and twilight are combined, and Kenshin is restored!"

The story of Lanyue Sect Chu Qingling was slowly told. Chen Ping looked at Kong Zhihua cautiously.

This female sword heart has been destroyed, and there is no future for following her.

"And then? How's that little one?" Kong Zhi's painting was smiling.

"The junior mainly wants to say, it's nothing ...... if Jian Xin is ruined" The next moment, Chen Ping's voice stopped abruptly.

He looked at it with a hint of shock.

In the innate sword heart summoned by Kong Zhihua, in addition to the two rules of death and sword, there was a faint wisp of blue intent in the deepest part!

"The younger generation is willing to advance and retreat with Uncle Kong, and share weal and woe!" Chen Ping unequivocally half-knelt down.

Worshipping Uncle Kong's door wall, he will never regret it.

"Senior Brother Pang, you don't want to reveal half a point."

"On the day of the next sword fight, I plan to surprise Elder Luo and them!" Kong Zhihua said indifferently.

"Unless the younger generation is searched for souls, God knows about it, and Uncle Shi knows it!" Chen Ping promised obediently.

"Okay, don't play slippery often, my sword cultivator, it's not much fun to beat around the bush." Waving his jade hand, Kong Zhihua admonished.

"Uncle Shi, I have a lot of miscellaneous studies, so I won't be looked down upon in the Sword Sect, right?" Chen Pingyi frowned and said.

The atmosphere of the Sword Cultivation Sect is very strange.

For example, the first life of Fengtianyu.

Obviously it is a special spiritual root, but because of his poor kendo talent, he was rejected and persecuted by the same sect of the Yuan Shi Sword Pavilion, so he retreated from the sect and left the Fancang Sea in a fit of anger.

"My nephew is too modest."

"Transforming the Divine Realm into a Sword Pill, for this alone, who would dare to question your talent?"

Kong Zhihua smiled and said, "What's more, the major exercises and soul techniques can be replaced and retrained. Within the Sword Sect, there are quite a few Dao-level treasure techniques of the sword class!"

Hearing this, Chen Ping's heart sank.

It took all kinds of hardships to cultivate the Death Mystic Technique.

And the power of this technique is so strong, he is not ready to change it.

It was the sword spirit technique that aroused his interest.

"One law is worth ten thousand laws!"

After a pause, Kong Zhihua bowed piously to the sky, and said leisurely: "The old ancestor is also a strong man who has survived the ninety-nine tribulation!"

"The secret records of the sect record record that when the old ancestor crossed the tribulation, he did not use any kind of treasure to assist!"

At this moment, Chen Ping's expression was completely frozen.

That Supreme Immortal Great Sage was so strong that he knocked the Heavenly Tribulation without being damaged?

If he wasn't ninety, or even tenfold, sure, the elders of the sect wouldn't allow him to be so willful.

"The Ancestor's physical body is a flesh fetus created by some kind of ninth-order sword dao treasure!"

"After experiencing the small reincarnation of the mother's womb, the human race becomes a sword spirit root."

"The soul arts, exercises, and supernatural powers that you have cultivated are all treasures of the way of the sword!"

"Every drop of blood of the Old Ancestor is a sword domain, and every wisp of soul can evolve into a sword mound."

"That's the ultimate sword cultivation!"

The more Kong Zhihua continued, the more respectful his expression became.

"The body of the Supreme Immortal Great Sage is stronger than the flesh fetus of the Dao!"

Chen Ping's indescribable wild swallow.

It turned out that the foundation of the Eighth Order had been laid since before he was born.

Those who can succeed are no accident.

"What kind of world-shattering figure should the ancestor be? I'm afraid it's all a blessing to see each other." Chen Ping muttered in his mouth.

However, he heard Kong Zhihua smile and said, "Your sword path has been transformed, don't you still know the appearance of your ancestor?"

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