Half-asleep and half-awake, Qiu Ping only felt that he was wrapped in a warm liquid.

Fragrant, warm, and greasy......

The little loach slammed his mouth, only to feel a warm force enveloping his body, making his body very comfortable.

After stepping into the Holy Fetus, he recast his foundation and condensed the Nine Lives Holy Fetus, and the polishing of his body had reached the limit, even if he had eaten a lot of elixirs, he had not made much progress.

But today he doesn't know what's going on, he just feels that his whole body is full of energy, and even his origin is growing.

"Buzz ......"

"It's noisy!"

The little loach rolled over in the liquid and was sleeping in a daze, when he heard the constant sound of snorting and chirping like a mosquito outside.

He was a little angry when he got up, and he rolled over and got up, but he wanted to see who dared to disturb my loach master's sleep!

But the moment he opened his eyes, he found himself in a black rumbling place, like some kind of leather bag, and there was a slimy liquid in it.

Seeing this situation, the little loach's first reaction was, someone is going to mess with me and put me in a sack!

What a guts!

His mind immediately turned to the images of a series of "enemies" such as Ao Cang and She Yuan, thinking about who was so unmartial arts.

But anyway, let's go out first.

He reached out and swung forward, and a spatial crack sliced through the pouch before poking out of it.

However, before he could see his surroundings clearly, a golden-red interlaced bead of burning flames fell towards the center of his eyebrows.

"Boom."

Qiu Ping only felt a shock to his head, and endless information poured into his body.

"Congratulations to the reincarnation of the Guru ......"

In the midst of the fire, thousands of people watched a small figure come out of the fetal membrane, and they shouted one after another.

But when they saw the man's appearance clearly, they couldn't help but be stunned.

The reincarnated body of the guru, which one is not refined with oil and treasure medicine, the body is clean, and the treasure is solemn, how can the body of this life be a black-faced boy?

There are also two slender whiskers on his lips, and he looks stupid with a pair of dead fish eyes.

However, no matter what the guru is reborn into, they are not allowed to blaspheme.

Everyone was stunned for a few moments, and then lowered their heads.

They chanted the sutras in their mouths, turning into a vigorous force, which was constantly sent into the body of the black-faced kid to help the guru's spirit to clear up and overcome the mystery of the womb.

"Boom!"

And at this moment, an arrow like a meteor suddenly crossed the sky, and after crossing a curve, it came towards Qiu Ping's position.

"Enemy attack!"

The figures closest to Qiu Ping reacted quickly, they each shouted quickly, and in an instant, they stretched out their hands and slapped forward, and a large handprint condensed in the void, grabbing towards the arrow.

The flames around him burned fiercely, condensed into substance in an instant, and wrapped Qiu Ping's body deadly.

"Click."

But above that arrow, there is an invincible spirit that destroys everything, and everywhere it reaches, even the space is shaking, and all the obstacles in front of it are destroyed as if they were devastated.

"Town."

One of the great monks took a step forward suddenly, and the golden light around his body flashed, like a Vajra incarnation.

He lunged forward, his fan-sized palm grappling with the arrow.

But the power of the arrow was terrifying, and the sharp air flow was like a knife, tearing his body apart.

The monk let out a sharp roar, and then his body was broken in two and fell heavily from the air.

However, because of his sacrificing life, the arrow finally changed its direction slightly, brushed Qiu Ping's body, and finally disappeared into the void.

"It's a divine arrow!"

In this fiery world, all the monks stood up and were on full alert.

And among them they also recognized the origin of the arrow.

It is clearly the divine arrow of the conquest army god camp!

"Hahaha, I should have such a great merit and kill with me."

In the originally sealed sixth flame light opening ground, a crack was suddenly torn out of thin air, and more than 200 cavalry were wrapped in wind and snow and directly killed here.

They were each dressed in leather armor, with a scimitar at their waists, quivers, and bows in their hands, like wolves.

A hundred feet away, they began to charge rapidly, and the curved bows in their hands kept twisting arrows, and wave after wave were thrown into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, they fell like rain.

The large number of monks in front of them, in front of these arrows, were as fragile as mortals, and some figures who were close were shot into hedgehogs in the blink of an eye.

The pungent blood mixed with the heat of the place gave off a disgusting smell.

"Don't use your supernatural powers, let the armored monk go up!" When some of the monks at the head saw this, they ordered the people to retreat.

The Divine Weapon Camp is a [military weapon] cultivated by the Central Plains Dynasty, which integrates part of the divine weapon cultivation method of Shinto with the martial arts of the human world, forming a very domineering and murderous cultivation path.

Although these people are unable to live forever, they are even likely to live short because of the excessive destruction of their bodies.

However, they use the spirit essence, starlight, and evil qi as raw materials to completely stimulate the energy of the human body, and have extremely terrifying lethality in a very short period of time.

Once these people are clothed in armor and equipped with sophisticated weapons, they can crisscross the battlefield and be invincible.

Because they are not orthodox cultivators, they don't have to worry about any Heavenly Destiny calamities, no matter how heavy the killing is, there will be no negative impact.

The most difficult thing about them is that they will have extremely strong restraint against the cultivators' supernatural powers, and most of the cultivators' body protection supernatural powers will not be able to face their attacks directly, and it is difficult for the cultivators' attacking supernatural powers to cause damage to them.

If you want to fight these people head-on, you must also fight the enemy with Dao soldiers raised by various Dao commanders.

Although the monks here were already trying their best to retreat, because the people of the Shence camp were marching too fast, dozens of people were slaughtered like cutting melons and vegetables.

However, after a short time, more than 100 monks with tall horses and bronze bodies rushed out, wearing heavy iron armor like the protector gods, holding cooked copper sticks the thickness of sea bowls in their hands, and making a whistling sound when the weapons in their hands were waved.

These monks are none other than the Dao Protectors of the Sixth Flame Light Open Land of the Great Snow Mountain, and their names are Armored Monks.

In almost any lineage in the world, there are similar soldiers and horses. Just like Tai Sui Mountain, they have Yellow Turban Warriors in their hands, which are even more powerful than these soldiers and horses.

These armored monks rushed forward like war elephants, their brass sticks splashing the ground and water, whistling and whistling, and any enemy who stood in their way would be smashed into pulp.

However, the people of the Shence Camp were obviously more experienced in combat, and they did not go head-to-head with these armored monks, but constantly drove the horses under their crotch to roam and run in the open area, and constantly shot arrows to consume the strength of these armored monks.

"Take the master first, as long as this reincarnation is successful, with the ability of the tenth master, it will be easy to destroy these eagle dogs of the Central Plains Dynasty."

Seeing that the current battle situation was uncontrollable, the rest of the monks immediately lifted Qiu Ping's body and quickly retreated towards the depths of the Great Snow Mountain.

At the moment, Qiu Ping seemed to be ignorant and insensitive, just closing his eyes and immersed in his own world.

But his consciousness was not as calm as his appearance.

Because he saw an old monk appear in his Taiyuan Heavenly Pool.

"This ...... Where is this? ”

Venerable Gema endured the feeling of weakness in his consciousness and looked at the vast heavenly pool, the overwhelming golden lotus, and the powdery stars with a bewildered expression.

Didn't he have already condensed the body of the tenth life, just waiting to be directly instilled into his consciousness, and then break the mystery in the womb and live out the tenth life.

But why is he here?

"Huh? Who are you, you just stoned me? ”

The old monk was confused, the little loach was still confused, he slept well, he was smashed inexplicably, and then there was an extra "foreign body" in his head.

What makes sense of this?

"How can this be ......"

The old monk was puzzled, but he had burned his body at the moment, leaving only a trace of immortal divine thoughts, if he stayed in the outside world for a long time, he was afraid that he would have to retreat.

At this moment, there is no longer so much control, and the old monk's eyes instantly became firm.

Since the tenth body is missing, it can only take this person's body first.

Even if you fight to cultivate and fall, it is better than dying on the spot.

In the midst of his thoughts, his body solidified, and he sat cross-legged, his flames burning around him.

He recited the scriptures in his mouth, and then immediately stretched out a hand and covered Qiu Ping's soul.

This old monk has long been certified as an arhat, which is about equivalent to the realm of immortals, even if his strength falls to the ground at the moment, he has great power between shots.

In just an instant, the entire Taiyuan Heavenly Pond was flooded, and the lotus flowers in the sky closed one after another, and only the voice of the old monk chanting echoed in the void.

The little loach's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and his brain was a little empty.

This is his sea of consciousness, his spatial laws cannot be used, and only the intensity of consciousness of both sides is competing.

Obviously, even if the Taiyuan Dao cultivated by the little loach was known as the first in divine thought and the first in mana, there was still a big gap in front of the enemy who was two great realms behind.

"It's not good, this old monk is yin me!"

Qiu Ping was excited, looking at this old monk with a little shock, although he knew that the other party had bad intentions, but he couldn't give birth to any hostility in his heart.

On the contrary, there is a faint intimacy.

Intimate? It's a dog.

On the head of the little loach, a sundial immediately appeared, and the shadow engraved on it rotated, and the time was controlled.

In an instant, the shadow stands still, and time stops flowing.

The old monk also maintained the posture of chanting the scriptures, and remained motionless in place.

"Damn, dare to me, see if I don't beat you to death!"

This old man inexplicably ran to his own sea of consciousness, and now he is going to be unfavorable to himself, with the temperament of a little loach, where can he stand this.

As soon as his thoughts flickered, he appeared beside the old monk.

"Bang Bang!"

His fins opened left and right, fanning the old man's face back and forth.

"I let you want to take away me...... I'll let you put my sack on you...... I'll let you stone me! ”

The little loach poured out all his stomach full of gas, although he was not proficient in any fist and foot kung fu, but he didn't need any skills to deal with such a live target.

After I don't know how many beatings I made, the sundial on the little loach's head disappeared.

“…… It is like the rotation of the three karma of body, mouth and mind is endless, and there is no end to the retribution......" The old monk's mouth kept chanting, his eyes burst out with brilliant fire, and his strong willpower wanted to surrender the original owner of this body, and then let his ninth body settle in.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, the old monk seemed to have received an invisible punch, and fin-shaped fist prints appeared out of thin air on the front and back of his face, and then his already illusory body was almost twisted into a ball, and the scriptures in his mouth were directly interrupted.

There was a trace of confusion in the eyes of the old monk, who! Who attacked him just now!

He didn't feel any fluctuations in the attack, but the strange feeling of being punched thousands of times in an instant made his heart furious.

"Hmph, it seems that my Shadowless God Fist has not yet reached the peak of practice, and I didn't even beat you to death. Come on, then take another punch from me. ”

The little loach looked at the old monk as if he was fine, and he was secretly surprised in his heart, but he still had to maintain a calm look on his face.

With one hand behind his back, he said lightly.

As he spoke, his right fin was raised again and slapped towards the old monk's position.

There was no accumulation in his movements, nor did he roll up any strong wind, and he looked so light and fluttering, without any strength.

The old monk's spirit was tense, and his mind was on full guard.

In an instant, the sundial on the little loach's head resurfaced, and the time stopped.

The next moment, the little loach ran to the side of the old monk's body again, and there was another crazy punch and kick.

In his own sea of consciousness, the little loach couldn't use the sharp and incomparable space to tear it, and could only rely on simple fists and kicks.

After beating a cup of tea, he removed the sundial.

"Boom!"

As soon as the little loach's body returned to its original position, the old monk's body underwent violent deformation again, and his body flew out directly.

"How can this be ......"

The old monk couldn't figure out how this kid did this, in the sea of consciousness, except for some special magic powers specifically for the divine soul, other magical powers could not be used, and they could only simply compete with the strength of their respective divine souls.

But until now, he can't see through the traces of the other party's moves.

"It's really a hard bone, you can't beat it like this."

The little loach also secretly rubbed his teeth in his heart, this old monk is really tenacious, even if he was beaten so many times by himself, his soul is still so condensed.

Qiu Ping's eyes rolled, and he keenly saw that the old monk's half-illusory body was wrapped in a round bead.

Since it is useless to attack the opponent's spirit, perhaps this bead is its real weakness?

"Definitely!"

Taking advantage of the fact that the old monk was about to speak, a sundial appeared in Qiu Ping's head again.

Then his body swayed and appeared outside the old monk's body, and at the same time he stretched out his fin and grabbed at the bead.

I decided, I can't be so salted anymore! Starting tomorrow, 8,000 words per day are guaranteed, and everyone is welcome to supervise.

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