Chapter Ninety-Three: A Sigh from a Thousand Years Ago

But even so, Wang Cheng still had a little hesitation in his heart, after all, the other party was in the Dan period, once he couldn't smash the other party's Jin Dan, the result was not something he could bear. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Cheng groaned slightly, and after taking a deep breath, he had already made a decision in his heart, he ...... To kill the golden pill!

As long as the other party's Jin Dan is smashed by him, even if he does not die directly, his cultivation will definitely fall, and at that time, he will have the possibility of killing the old man in black.

Moreover, once the old man in black died, he would have access to all the contents of his storage bag, which was the storage bag of the monk Jidan, which must contain many amazing things.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Cheng suddenly rushed out of the sea of fog, his eyes condensed on the golden light, and before he even had time to see it clearly, the sword in his hand was slashed down.

At this moment, Zhang Ying opened his eyes suddenly, he only had time to let out an angry shout, and the next moment, his Jin Dan was slashed by Wang Cheng's life sword under his gaze.

When the golden pill shattered, the Dao Jinmang erupted, and Wang Cheng did not hesitate at the moment, and his body retreated more than ten zhang away.

He knew very well that once he let these golden rays fall on him, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Zhang Ying's face was gloomy with the broken golden pill, and his face was pale, he grabbed the golden pill and swallowed it directly, but this golden pill was already broken, and his cultivation fell directly at this moment, falling to the realm of foundation building.

Wang Cheng looked at this scene, he took a deep breath, his eyes flashed, his body stepped out, and the life sword in his hand once again emitted sword qi, and fell towards Zhang Ying.

"Even if the old man retreats to the realm of foundation building, it is not something you can shake!" Zhang Ying snorted coldly, with a monstrous resentment on his face, and at this moment, he stepped forward and pointed at Wang Cheng.

But the next moment, his expression changed suddenly, his pupils contracted, and he immediately took out a small white shield from the storage bag without hesitation.

As soon as this small white shield appeared, it immediately emitted bursts of light, forming an arc-shaped light curtain, defending in front of Zhang Ying.

With the roar echoing, Wang Cheng's life sword landed on the light curtain, and the light curtain immediately began to distort, and the next moment cracks appeared on it.

Immediately after, the crack spread rapidly, Zhang Ying's expression changed unprecedentedly, almost without hesitation, his body turned suddenly, turned into a long rainbow, and fled quickly into the distance.

At this moment when he had just turned real, Wang Cheng's eyes flashed, and he used it violently, appearing directly in front of him, his eyes flashed murderously, and the sword in his right hand waved again.

"No!"

Zhang Ying's expression showed madness, and in the midst of a loud shout at this moment, the light in his eyes slowly dimmed, his eyes stared at Wang Cheng, and suddenly a self-detonating aura emanated from his body.

Wang Cheng's expression changed, and he quickly stretched out his hand at this moment, and a storage bag appeared in his hand in the waist of this eagle.

At the same time, in the blink of an eye, the void retreat spread out again, and the next time he appeared, he was already three hundred zhang away.

Glancing at the direction of Zhang Ying's self-explosion, Wang Cheng exhaled deeply, with a hint of exhaustion, he sat down, glanced at the storage bag in his hand, and showed a smile on his face.

"Anyway, the bag is finally there. ”

His divine sense swept towards the storage bag, and immediately saw the contents of the storage bag, there were not many items in the storage bag, there were only three items, the most conspicuous of which was the large fragment of Moding.

Wang Cheng took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart at this moment, and looked at the second item.

It was a small white shield, which had been broken by him before, but it was not damaged.

This small shield is a high-grade spiritual weapon, and it is an extremely rare defensive metaphysical spiritual weapon, after Wang Cheng took a look, the spiritual power immediately poured in, and an arc-shaped light curtain appeared in front of him in an instant.

Wang Cheng was slightly disappointed with this small ding, and after putting it in his storage bag, he looked at the last thing.

This is a jade slip, a little groaning, Wang Cheng took out this jade slip, his divine consciousness poured in, and information entered his mind one after another.

As this information flowed, his expression suddenly changed.

"Here...... There is an ancient immortal treasure!"

Wang Cheng's expression showed a trace of unprecedented essence, looking at the jade slip in his hand, he suddenly felt that the biggest opportunity here was this jade slip.

Inside this jade slip is a map, which is marked in great detail, and in its central area, there is a land of fog, and there is an ancient immortal treasure in it.

You must know that the cultivators in the ancient period were extremely powerful, and every time a period of time passed, immortals would appear.

And this Ancient Immortal Treasure has the inheritance of the Ancient Immortals in it, not only that, but the Immortal Treasure itself is actually extremely powerful, it can be said that as long as there is an Ancient Immortal Treasure, he wants to destroy the Blood Refining Sect without much effort.

According to the information on the jade slip, this ancient immortal treasure was impressively within that sea of fog.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Cheng stood up, his eyes looked at the sea of fog, his expression showed a touch of fire, this ancient immortal treasure, he said that he had to take a look.

After thinking for a moment, he took another deep breath, his heart slowly calmed down, and at this moment his gaze fell on the fragment of Moding.

In silence, he combined all the fragments of the ink tripod, and a small ink-colored tripod appeared in front of his eyes.

This ink tripod is not big, after the combination is complete, a black gas emanates from it, and after dissipating in this misty space, an extremely vicissitudes of life sigh suddenly sounded in Wang Cheng's mind.

"Wraith Ink Ding...... This tripod can't accommodate the sky, and there is a soul ...... missing."

This sigh seems to be very far away from time and space, it seems to come from the future, but more like it comes from the past......

Listening to these words, Wang Cheng's heart was shocked, and at the same time, his eyes gradually became fanatical, this Mo Ding was really the same as he guessed, once the combination was complete, it would change.

Until a long time passed, Wang Cheng looked at Mo Ding, who had not changed in front of him, and his expression showed a trace of gloom.

Ding...... No change.

Wang Cheng looked at Mo Ding carefully, and thought of that words in his mind, this Mo Ding...... A soul is missing.

His expression was a little gloomy, Wang Cheng put away the ink ding, and groaned, feeling a little depressed in his heart.

In order to obtain this ink tripod, he went through several twists and turns, but what he obtained was a soul missing ink tripod......

The more he thought about this, the more depressed Wang Cheng became, and after putting away all the items, his eyes fell on the direction of the sea of fog, and his expression revealed a trace of thought.

He didn't care very much about Mo Ding's affairs, he knew that in this misty space, the ancient immortal treasure was the greatest creation here......