"You see that, too? I wasn't going to go this far. ”

Seeing that Chen Pingdu was still extremely cautious at this time, and did not step forward to attack him at close range, a few vicious smiles appeared on the face of the Mingxin Daoist, who was almost not human.

Just now, when Chen Ping was fighting to kill the Seven Killing Real People, the body of this Black Lotus Hall disciple kept rising and getting bigger, and the severed palms actually grew out again silently.

It's just that this time, instead of human hands, they have turned into dry and sharp six claws like the toes of arthropods, and just by swinging slightly, they have already drawn a pitch-black void around him.

"All the people in the Black Lotus Hall have spent their lives studying the power of demons in the outer lands, controlling demons and controlling demons, but they have also made a lot of achievements, and the power of this power is far beyond what you can resist with the power of a mere half-supernatural power that cannot absorb energy."

As the black mist gathered from all directions, from the extreme distance, more and more black mist gathered, and the horns on the top of the heads of the Mingxin Dao people became more and more sharp and long, bent into a ring, with an astonishing oppression.

The light around him began to distort, and the entire Zhao Capital Jinling City began to shake, the surrounding houses collapsed, the ground cracked, and there was a vast evil aura that gathered and emanated from his body.

The eyes of the Mingxin Daoist also changed their appearance at this time, and gradually turned into vertical pupils, only half of the remnants of human intelligence, and in their eyes, nine out of ten were full of killing and destroying bloodthirsty emotions, and the gaze that looked at Chen Ping also became high.

It's like a god looking down on an ant.

"Seventh brother, this is an evil demon invasion, it is invincible, or retreat temporarily and gather a large army to besiege and kill."

After the death of the Seven Killing Daoists, the inheritance tower seal on his body changed hands, and was taken by Chen Ping, and the spirit and will of the Qin army were blessed, which was eliminated in an instant, and when he attacked, he was no longer as miraculous as before.

Ji Mingyue rushed to kill two back and forth, killing thousands of strong crossbow god archers, and when she looked back, she saw the pitch-black scaly monster that had grown to more than three feet high, and she couldn't help but worry in her heart.

"It's late, I don't know whether to admire your self-confidence, or to make fun of your arrogance, in fact, just before I made up my mind, it was your best time to make a move, but unfortunately, you missed it."

The huge black monster rolled up the black tide in the sky, and with a pounce, it arrived in front of Chen Ping, and its arms were staggered and wrenched, as if it wanted to tear the sky and the earth apart.

This is not an illusion.

It's really......

As the pitch-black claws roared and slashed, dozens of houses and palaces behind Chen Ping exploded in unison, shattering into powder, and dozens of cracks appeared on the ground that were more than ten zhang deep.

In some places, there is even spring water.

Circles of ripples roared violently, like dozens or hundreds of thunders roaring at the same time.

Not to mention flesh and blood, even steel, under this kind of offensive, could not hold on at all, and was shattered like a clod of earth.

"I have lost most of my humanity, I only know how to destroy and kill, and I have lost some wisdom, right?"

At the moment before the black monster pounced, Chen Ping had already withdrawn from a hundred zhang away, his eyes narrowed slightly to observe the fierce attack of that guy, and he shook his head thoughtfully: "The energy is indeed dozens of times greater, and I really can't stop the power of your evil blow, but I, why do I want to block it?" ”

The greatest advantage of human beings is not strength, nor is it a supernatural power, but the most powerful, from beginning to end, is wisdom.

It is to make good use of tools, to take advantage of the situation, and to learn from nature, so as to conquer heaven and earth.

Although Chen Ping didn't understand why this Mingxin Taoist became a monster with a good heart, the energy level on his body was terrifyingly high.

The most powerful thing is that in this world where there is absolutely no transcendent energy, making energy is completely a kind of cheating.

But now that it has become a fact, we have to face it squarely and solve it.

Presumably, this is also the reason why the Tower of Babel sent a few of its own people in.

Every world I experience seems to have an evil invasion.

This kind of monster, either attacking spirits or attacking flesh and blood, the only thing in common is to wreak havoc, and I don't know what kind of ultimate goal they have.

What kind of benefits can they get after the destruction?

Chen Ping couldn't figure out these things for the time being, but at least the one in front of him, he was still sure that he could deal with them.

Without him, the Tower of Babel has actually given the answer and laid down the back hand.

That is the Seven Pagoda Seals Inheritance Divine Power.

The reason why he didn't attack before was not because he was really arrogant as the Mingxin Daoist said, but because he sensed it in his dark that if there was no targeted killing move, no matter how much he attacked, it would only be a waste of effort and useless at all.

Because, this guy who is as black as ink and fierce and violent seems to be unable to die.

Soon, he confirmed this.

Under the premise of three purposes.

While using the speed of the supernatural power to dodge the opponent's attack, he used the unequaled fast sword to cut dozens of swords on the body of the "Mingxin Daoist".

At the same time, he quickly analyzed and refined the inheritance tower seal that he had taken from the Seven Killing True People.

He vaguely felt that the victory or defeat of this battle was likely to rely on these two supernatural powers.

The supernatural power alone is not too terrifying, once it is linked, Chen Ping was surprised to find that his own ability will double up.

The combination of power and speed is far from as simple as one plus one equals two.

What will the combination of mind and mind look like?

Facts have proved that no matter how strong his swordsmanship is and how fast he is, there is indeed no way to directly kill the Mingxin Daoist.

The sword light drew a white light like a match, cutting the void ruins in front of him into a silk net, and I don't know how many transparent wounds were cut on the body of the Mingxin Daoist.

However, in an instant, with the rolling of that evil aura, the injuries on the other party's body had disappeared in a blink of an eye.

On the contrary, with the boundless black tide surging from all directions, the size of the Mingxin Dao people became larger and larger, and their physiques became more and more rigid and strong, and their strength seemed to grow wildly without end.

At the same time, the remaining sanity of the Mingxin Daoist became less and less, and when he roared and attacked, his lips cracked, revealing his fangs, and saliva dripped to the ground, and even the earth, wood, and stone were all corroded.

"Death."

Mingxin Daoist stretched forward with one claw, and before attacking, the blood-red light in his eyes shot out, and he actually solidified Chen Ping along with the space in front of him and behind him, and the shadow of the claw waved, sticking to Chen Ping's side and waving it in the middle of the rain, cutting five deep blood marks on his body.

Ji Mingyue was on the side, just about to come out with a sword to help, but was impacted by this extremely powerful claw wind, and she couldn't control her body at all, and her petite body was blown over like a kite.

Just when she was anxious and wanted to persuade her seventh brother again, she was suddenly stunned.

When the words came to his lips, he did not make a sound.

She saw that Chen Ping retreated, so he didn't retreat.

Instead, he raised his sword and pointed at the sky, posing in a posture of dividing yin and yang with a sword.

His expression was solemn, his eyes were indifferent, and his body was faintly integrated into the void, as if he no longer existed in this world.

"You're underestimating these supernatural powers, slash."

Chen Ping's voice was not loud, but it went straight to the heart.

Then, from the bronze broken sword in his hand, a colorful sword light suddenly appeared.

This sword light, which seemed to be very small, jumped into view, but it seemed to become infinitely huge, as if it was going to divide the entire Jinling City into two.

As the sword light slashed out, Ji Mingyue and the Mingxin Daoist were delirious at the same time, and their bodies stopped.

Not only them, but even the surviving people in the entire Jinling City, as well as the Qin army and the Wei army, were all stunned in place, and their movements became extremely slow and sluggish.

"It's ......"

Ji Mingyue's sword heart is clear, the bright moon shines in the shadow, and when she sees her own movements, she understands that it is not that her movements have become slow, but that her spirit is restrained, and her telepathy is wrong.

"What kind of sword is this?"

Her eyes became extremely exciting, holding her breath, watching the sword light flash, and slashing into the head of the huge black monster, and at the same time, she also saw that the monster that was not afraid of the attack of the blade at all, like a deflated ball, with a bang, it shrank countless times, becoming as tall and short as an ordinary person.

"What kind of sword is this?"

The red light in Mingxin Daoren's eyes receded, and he looked blankly at his hands that had turned into claws, with a wry smile on his face.

He found that after receiving this sword, his soul had been dissolved, and the true spirit mark seemed to be erased by an inexplicable force, and all the past in the first half of his life passed through his mind.

He knew what that meant.

The body is not hurt, but the soul is destroyed.

If it weren't for this extremely powerful pitch-black demon evil qi to protect his body, he would have been shattered in the first place when he was slashed by this sword.

"You shouldn't have cut my soul, this time, he really came."

The black lotus mark between the eyebrows of the Mingxin Daoist shattered with a snap, and the entire body turned into a burst of black flame, which exploded directly with a boom.

At the same time, the ground and sky he was in were strangely cracked a huge gap, and countless pitch-black energy as thick as ink sweat poured out of the crack like a river.

A roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Rise......

Chen Ping saw two huge sharp horns, and in the rolling black mist, there seemed to be a behemoth, and he wanted to squeeze out of it.

"it, here it again."

This scene is familiar.

Chen Ping remembered the scene he had seen when he traced the source and seized the luck.

At that time, when the sharp head appeared, a hairy hand waved and directly swatted the three Fubo monks of the Dao Dan Realm to death like flies.

This is not an enemy that you can deal with.

What exactly does the Tower of Babel think?

Ji Mingyue, who was a little farther away, was already blinded, and since the crack appeared, her body had long been unable to move.

Tongming Kenshin told her that she had to run as fast as possible at this time, and maybe there was still a chance of life.

However, the body did not obey the call, this was the spirit was shocked, and just by relying on the wisp of qi that appeared, she had already locked her whole body in the air.

"If there is a law, there must be a break, there is no reason that in this world without aura, there will be an enemy who is far from being able to fight, there must be a way."

Chen Ping can move, but he can also retreat.

His spirit is extremely strong, and he has five divine powers to protect him, so he can retreat and hide at this time, and he can still save his life.

But if we do that, the world will probably be over.

Open the rift in the world at every turn, invade by alien demons, and there are enemies that are beyond the level of your ability to deal with.

Chen Ping had an old groove in his heart, and he didn't know where to start.

All he knows is that if he retreats today.

The world came in vain.

Not to mention taking the Tower of Babel, whether it can survive in the infested world for ten years is a huge question.

The reason is simple.

As long as this newly opened otherworldly rift persists, there will definitely be a steady stream of monsters pouring out on the other side, and when the world is completely invaded and destroyed, where can I hide.

Therefore, this battle must be fought, and if it is not fought, it must be fought.

It's better to believe in Babel.

I believe that this treasure connects this world, and sending them here is not a useless effort.

When it comes, you need to be bold.

The more Chen Ping reached the critical juncture, the more he became extremely calm.

His spirit collapsed to the extreme, and his brain was spinning wildly, but he didn't delay at all that his body turned into a phantom, swept past the crack, and fished out the last two tower seals to inherit.

If there is still a possibility that can be saved in this world, then the only way must be these seven inheritances. ’

That is, the Tower of Babel deliberately stayed at the heart of this world.

At this time, it is faster than anyone.

At this moment, Chen Ping's heart calmed down and carefully comprehended the last two inheritances.

All kinds of enlightenment about the physique, about the technique, bloomed in his mind like fireworks in full bloom.

Suddenly, these seven inheritances turned into a colorful pagoda with glittering lights, turning from reality to virtuality and reflecting into one's own soul.

In my mind, a sword pose appeared for no reason.

It seems to be in one's own soul, as natural as breathing......

This is?

"The Nine Swords of Heaven Sealing Style."

Chen Ping's heart was shocked.

I understand the purpose of the Tower of Babel.

Treasures have spirits, people choose treasures, and treasures also choose people.

It is not so much that this time to enter the spiritless world to fight, it is a game of dynasty hegemony, but rather a trial of life and death.

The test is not only courage, but also decisiveness, stance, understanding, and even more wisdom.

For a spiritual treasure of the level of the Tower of Babel, how could a few outsiders possibly threaten it.

It is impossible to entrust your core tower seal at every turn, find a master for yourself, and press it on your head.

Of course, it is even more impossible for this suppressed monster to rush out of the tower and pollute the tower spirit.

Well, after all the impossibilities are ruled out, the only truth is.

It's actually a special exam.

Recognition of the Lord's Assessment.

It's a big deal to use a world as an exam room.

What level of spirit treasure is this?

Chen Ping thought of this and did not delay any longer.

Seeing that the two horns were completely exposed to the ground, straight into the sky, and the head was about a hundred feet high, the huge head was about to open and roar again......

Chen Ping held the sword in his hand, and slashed out with a sword.

No one can see the splendor of this sword.

Even Ji Mingyue only saw that as the sword slashed out, a white light seemed to appear in the sky and ground.

The white light is far and wide, even the sky and the earth, illuminating all the four poles and eight wildernesses, and they can no longer see anything.

Faintly, a cheerful sword roar was heard.

A suppressed roar was heard.

The roar was only half a sound, and it had stopped abruptly, almost shaking Ji Mingyue upside down.

She tried hard to open her eyes, and when she looked closely, she saw that in the vast white light, the head turned into flying ash and exploded into a phantom, and at the same time, the pitch-black crack seemed to be breathing, and it was merged and closed by the white light.

Wait until the extreme white light fades, and then look at the eyes.

I found that in front of me, a huge square like a glass mirror appeared, which was extremely smooth and smooth.

The original palace group of Zhao has disappeared for most of it, and there are no traces of the previous war.

Look at Chen Ping again.

I saw a withered, skinny, bone-covered corpse-like human figure.

"Seventh Brother ......"

The joy in Ji Mingyue's heart had not faded away, her face changed drastically, and she hurriedly rushed forward with an arrow step, supporting her seventh brother, and tears flowed out.

"It's okay, the sword I just realized is so fierce that it almost drained me, and I can recover it after raising it."

Chen Ping said in a hoarse voice.

It's not just ferocious.

This sword technique is not at all something that a monk of his stage can use.

The moment the sword was released, the soul was almost sucked dry, and the mental strength, physical strength, and blood were all integrated into it.

Without a few months to a year of remediation, it may not be able to recover.

"Treasures are not easy to take, and the job of savior is simply not done by people."

Chen Ping let out a sigh of relief, looking at the calamity and fortune harvest in front of him, knowing that this catastrophe was in the past.

Next, of course, is the tail sweep.

"Gather the army, pacify the Seven Kingdoms, and get rid of the demonized soldiers left behind by the Wei State...... I believe that you and Senior Sister can do it. ”

"During this period of my retreat and cultivation, I have to pay attention to the fact that one of the four people who was in power in the Qin State at the beginning has not been found, and he must not be allowed to hide, listening to what the so-called Great Moon Dynasty head catcher said, Mingyue Tianzong seems to be very remarkable, and the people who killed them can't leak the slightest bit of news......"

Chen Ping held on to the last trace of spirit, confessed for a while, and saw Ji Mingyue nodding again and again, and he didn't care about finding a place at the moment, so he sat down cross-legged on the spot and sank into the underworld repair.

The seven-story pagoda had already turned into a phantom and sunk into his mind at this time, and the function of blessing the cultivation quota and blessing the soldiers under his command was still there, and he was not worried that Han Xiaoru and Ji Mingyue would not be able to sort out this world.

Ten years is a long and a short time.

With ready-made political laws and laws, this world may also become its own place of self-preservation and a place to contribute to good fortune.

After the injury is healed, you have to use a snack.

(End of chapter)