In the face of a mountain of swords piled up with countless flying swords, it is another difficult problem to choose which flying sword!

One by one, the flying swords flew up, Wei Ping took out a flying sword from the sword mountain, swept his mind, sensed its quality level, and threw it away.

Yellow-level high-grade flying sword, too bad, don't!

Xuan-level mid-grade flying sword, very poor, don't!

Heaven-level inferior flying sword, okay, don't!

......

Xuan-level high-grade flying sword, uh, magic weapon-level flying sword, good, yes!

Ground-level mid-grade, magic weapon-level flying sword, not bad, yes, yes!

Heaven-level inferior grade, magic weapon-level flying sword, very good, want!

Heaven-level high-grade, magic weapon-level flying sword, I'll go, very good, yes!

Heaven-level top-grade, magic weapon-level flying sword, thunder attribute, oops, perfect, must!

It's a pity, why don't you have a half-immortal soldier-level flying sword? Forget it, don't be too greedy!

In the end, Wei Ping climbed to the top of Sword Mountain and found a thunder attribute heaven-level magic weapon-level flying sword, the sword body near the hilt was engraved with the word "Thunder Killing", and the font was twisted and twisted, as if it was made of catching and splicing together a piece of thunder and lightning.

"Thunder Sword, good name!

Wei Ping glanced at the flying swords scattered everywhere in the hall, and couldn't wait to slap himself, telling you to be cheap and throw them around! Even if you are happy and excited, you can't do this, what if you hit the children? Even if you can't hit the children, it's not right to hit those flowers and plants!

Jumping off the Sword Mountain, his body was as fast as thunder, picking up the swords on the ground and throwing them back to the Sword Mountain one by one, like a long eye behind him, extremely accurate, straight in, of course, this is the advantage of cultivating to reach the Purple Mansion Realm, and the idea of covering thousands of kilometers can be "seen" farther and more clearly.

After picking up the sword, Wei Ping returned to sit cross-legged under the pillar of light, held the Thunder Sword in his hands, spread his hands on his knees, and with a movement of his mind, the True Yuan continued to concentrate on it, and the Thunder Sword levitated, slowly rotated, and began to refine.

Nearly a month has passed, and the Thunder Sword has been successfully refined, turning from reality to void, entering the heart from the acupoint in the palm, warming and refining in it.

Why don't you enter the Mud Pill Palace from the ancestral aperture?

It's just that in the Divine Mansion in the Mud Pill Palace, only the Natal Flying Sword, that is, the Falling Sky Sword, if the Thunder Sword is stored again, the Falling Sky Sword will suppress the Thunder Killing Sword Shape God, and maybe there will be fights, mutual losses, and the gains outweigh the losses.

And there are five mansions in the palace, the five mansions correspond to the five elements, the golden lung mansion, the wood liver mansion, the water kidney mansion, the fire heart mansion, the earth spleen mansion, thunder is a derivative of fire, so the thunder sword can also be put into the heart mansion, so the thunder sword and the sky sword are separated from the two mansions, the sky is high and the road is far away, and you can't fight if you want to!

Wei Ping bowed to the hall where he was the only one left, thanked Long Jiu for not immediately driving people away, pushed open the golden gate and walked down the golden ladder, looked left and right, there was no Lan Liang and the others Long Feixue and other demons, the sword eyebrows frowned, are you dead or gone?

Go to the right and walk towards the position of the dragon's head, the position of the dragon's head is empty, only the shape of the dragon's head, and there is no object similar to the golden temple. Summoned Xiao Pixiu, Xiao Pixiu still ignored it, and when he was fighting with Long Jiu at the moment of life and death, Wei Ping had asked him for help, but he just sent a thought, saying that he was not available for advancement, and sent him away!

But then I thought about it, if he used the Falling Sky Sword, would Long Jiu also use the Flying Sword?

There is no way back, it's good!

That way can the potential be stimulated, no, both breakthroughs!

Xiao Pixiu couldn't summon it, but the Thunder Sword was on call, and the Thunder Sword flew out of the open dragon's mouth, and as soon as it flew out, there was a "click" closing sound behind him, and Long Jiu's voice sounded in the sea of souls, "Boy, go slowly, don't send it!"

"Master Long, don't be too lonely in the days without me!" Wei Ping replied with his mind in the sea of souls.

Black smoke billowed from the eye-shaped sinkhole, and I couldn't see my fingers, and it was dark everywhere I looked, and if I didn't know that the hole was above, I was really worried that I would retreat.

A thousand meters, it's a breeze.

Five thousand meters, slightly panting, sweat on his forehead.

Ten thousand meters, pale and crumbling.

"It's strange that little Pixiu doesn't want to fly more, it turns out that Edgeworth is so tired from flying, and he will be tired like a dog in just ten minutes!"

Wei Ping gasped and flew towards the edge of the sinkhole, the tip of the Thunder Sword inserted into the rock wall, sat cross-legged on the sword, and began to cultivate and restore the true yuan that had bottomed out.

An hour later, Zhenyuan recovered and continued to fly, fifteen thousand meters, and could faintly see the hazy light overhead, 20,000 meters, soaring into the sky, flying out of the sinkhole.

"Practicing for an hour, flying for ten minutes, this Purple Mansion Realm Imperial Sword Flying, it's a bit chicken!

Wei Ping was stunned, gasping for breath a few times, calming his beating heart, and then landed on the edge of the pit, put away the Thunder Sword, and looked around, carefully searching for any traces of others.

"Brother Wei, you're finally out! Lan Liang Imperial Sword flew and shouted from afar.

The corners of Wei Ping's mouth hooked a smile, Lan Liang is not dead, it's good, although this person looks like he is overly drunk, he is actually not bad, and he can even be said to have a very simple personality, and when he flew closer, he asked, "What about the others?"

"I'm all alive, but it's just that the time of coming out is different! I've only lasted for three months, not as good as you, and I'm the last one to come out. Lan Liang smiled and gave Wei Ping a bear hug as the sword fell.

Wei Ping has always been uncomfortable with Lan Liang's enthusiasm, but he still hugged him back, and then broke free, "Didn't Master Long say that if you can't beat him, he will kill us?"

"Yes, everyone believes it, but a senior like Long Ye, who can win the fight? Although he was abused to death, but in the end, he can get out of the Golden Palace alive, what more can he ask for!" Lan Liang's body trembled slightly, and he still had palpitations when he thought about it.

"Yes, yes, if you can come out alive, it is God's favor!" Wei Ping nodded in agreement, and now that he thinks about it, his whole body hurts.

Lan Liang looked at Wei Ping's face suspiciously, and glanced over, although he also showed the expression of the rest of his life, but it contained a trace of happiness, "Brother Wei, you shouldn't win, right?"

Wei Ping hurriedly denied that everyone had not won the war, and if he won the battle alone, others would be jealous! Although others were jealous, he would be very happy in his heart, but he could not show it.

Too high-profile, not good!

The two of them walked to the east of Guixian Island, passed through the strange stone forest, and came to the edge of the island, where there were no restaurants, restaurants, inns, pharmacies, etc., which circled the island, only undulating strange stone piles.

On the six piles of strange stones, there were three people and three demons standing or sitting, Yan Lang, Zuo Haoxuan, Yue Yunkun, Long Feixue and her two mature female guards, and there were other cultivators in the distance.

The three of them sensed that the two of them were coming, or they opened their eyes, or turned around, and their eyes fell on Wei Ping, which was full of inquiry, but no one spoke for a while, and finally Yan Lang spoke, "Daoyou, can you have a harvest in the Golden Palace?"

"Yes, it's just abusing and abusing it, and I made a little breakthrough, but it's still far from you!" Wei Ping's mouth was hooked, he didn't want to be high-profile, but he still couldn't hold back.

“......”

"Brother Wei, have you also broken through? I have also broken through, and finally broken through! It's not easy, woo woo woo-"

“......”

Night falls, and a black fog envelops it.

There was a ghost crying wolf howling from the sinkhole, and thousands of sounds were mixed together, resounding throughout the whole world, shocking and terrifying!

"What sound?"

"Ghost sounds!"

"Ghosts?"

"The ghost who crawled out of the ghost world, the ghost is coming!"