Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 922 Wandering in the Star Realm, Returning After a Thousand Years (1.2!)

The place where the true pupil of the troll was lost.

Mo Shiying and Chen Pingshun killed an elder as soon as they met each other.

The former blood demon devours his body, while the latter destroys his soul with heart swordsmanship.

These two supernatural powers are strange and difficult to defend, and those with a weak heart will die at the touch of a touch.

But in fact, the highest cultivation level among the few is Hang Qianmo from the Tianchen Alliance, a strong man in five declines and four realms.

Mo Shiying's blood has been exposed.

If you want to bypass Hang Qianmo without anyone noticing, it will be quite difficult to reproduce the domineering before.

Because this woman's Fuxia Sword Qi is as strong as Yang.

Cha Cha restrained the femininity of blood.

The moment Hang Qianmo pressed himself against Mo Shiying, even if the Fuxia sword could not be hidden, the sword energy bathed in the scorching sun had already cut off the twisted blood threads extending in all directions.

Flicking the simple and elegant white robe, Hang Qianmo weighed heavily on Mo Shiying's body.

"Boom!"

There was a roar all around.

Countless Fuxia sword qi scrambled to fall.

"The sword of masculinity is just to restrain Mo's blood path."

Mo Shiying raised one hand lightly, and a gray ball of light flew out.

The outline of the edge fluctuates, as if it contains extremely unstable energy.

But the inconspicuous gray ball did not explode.

Instead, it flickered in front of the densely packed Fuxia sword energy, becoming a living target.

What is unbelievable is that the terrifying sword energy that can split a small star alone has suffered a big loss from this gray ball.

It was as if they were passively shot into a bottomless pit.

The size of the gray ball soared, turning into a giant with a radius of ten thousand zhang.

Witnessing this situation, Hang Qianmo's cheeks suddenly turned cold.

This Mo Shiying's realm is a little lower than hers.

And both of them have eight sloughs.

Under normal circumstances, the Fuxia Sword Qi she wielded should not simply be wiped out.

"This person's Dao of Blood and Dao of Devouring have a rudimentary form of nine sloughs!"

Hang Qianmo, who was experienced in fighting, immediately noticed the problem.

But Mo Shiying's cultivation time is much lower than hers.

Could it be the talent of the Immortal of the Era?
"If Fellow Daoist Hang doesn't use the Fuxia Sword again, I'm afraid there will be no chance."

Mo Shiying said calmly, took out the devouring gray ball that had exploded countless times with one hand, and suddenly pressed it into the void.

Immediately, pieces of anti-spinning power centered on him, swallowing towards the nearby area.

Of course he knew why Hang Qianmo was surprised.

The supernatural power of the Dao fruit condensed by the power of the true law will be amplified, which will widen the gap with the same level of Dao fruit.

"A Sea of ​​Swords Takes Thunder!"

Hang Qianmo took a step forward, pressing down and raising his palms.

Immediately, more than ten white thunder pillars shot up to the sky from below.

Each root is thousands of miles thick.

The thunder light was violent and exuded scorching heat, directly igniting the space within the realm within the realm.

Even Mo Shiying's mouth was parched, and his expression turned solemn.

This Hang Qianmo not only practiced swordsmanship, but also proficient in thunder and fire.

It is clearly a deliberate choice of the Zhiyang Zhigang Avenue!
"Boom!"

The next moment, sixteen white thunder pillars pierced into the sky in a disorderly manner.

Amidst the huge roar, the sky and the earth changed color.

The barriers formed by devouring supernatural powers in front of them exploded in clusters.

Dazzling and dazzling, covering the entire sky.

In the end, an astonishing thunder fire sword was condensed, as if lined up in a straight line.

The shadows of reality and reality were heavy and heavy, and they slammed into the devouring vortex transformed by Mo Shiying.

This time when the supernatural powers fought against each other, the suffocating Leihuotian sword actually gained the upper hand.

Mo Shiying's front and back trembled violently, distorted and deformed.

After merging into Qishui's thunder and fire power, the more sword energy he devoured, the more painful his body became.

The most feared thing of the swallowing Tao is to exceed the limit of tolerance.

At this time, Hang Qianmo, who had taken the initiative, took advantage of the victory and pursued, blurting out the Fa Jue, and his slender figure rose indistinctly.

The hair fluttered, and the shadow of the sword fairy with a thousand feet was formed impressively.

She used her hand as a sword, and slashed at the same place!
There was a "bang", like porcelain shattering.

In the vortex of Mo Shiying's body protection, a black seam appeared from top to bottom.

Although it didn't penetrate it, it was enough to squeeze the endless sword energy around it!

"Ok?"

However, at such a critical moment, the shadow of the sword fairy that Hang Qianmo appeared stagnated strangely.

She only felt a slight shock in her soul, and a sense of boundless coldness spread all over her body.

Consciousness sank, as if being shrouded in the initial darkness between heaven and earth.

There is a sense of confusion and loneliness.

"Soul Sword Technique!"

Knowing that he was hit by the soul magic attack, Hang Qianmo froze immediately, and spewed out a beautiful white sword from the mouth of the soul villain.

Slashing in all directions, the darkness in front of his eyes cracked open.

In an instant, clarity was restored.

However, even if it takes less than half a breath for a strong player at the five-decay level to make a move, it is enough to change the situation.

Mo Shiying pointed at a distance, and grabbed the Leihuotian sword that had just lost control.

Then, several groups of blood demons with hideous faces opened their mouths and swallowed them, completely vanishing into nothingness.

Missing the great situation, Hang Qianmo's pupils suddenly turned cold, and his consciousness turned to the other fighting place and shouted coldly:
"You can't even look down on a guy who has changed the world, and you have delayed the order of the ancestor, Elder Jing, please make your own apology!"

The soul technique just now was actually the supernatural power displayed by Chen Ping!
Not long after entering the Great Sacred Realm, he was able to restrain the Fourth Realm of Five Decays, allowing this child to grow up with endless troubles!

Therefore, Hang Qianmo didn't care about the identity of the direct line elder of the Jing Wuke Alliance, which was almost a reprimand by order.

But after another glance, she frowned.

It's not that Jing Wuke and Elder Tengxuan didn't do their best.

It's that the boy's Noteng technique is really flexible and changeable.

He has been avoiding and not fighting, only shuttling back and forth within the realm within the realm, catching alliance monks like a monkey.

"Stinky boy!"

Seeing that Chen Ping made a nasty grimace at her after getting rid of Jing Wuke, Hang Qianmo was suddenly out of breath, and his lips twitched.

……

Jing Wuke and Teng Xuan were even more depressed.

Why don't they want to defeat Chen Ping, who has changed the world head-on.

But this person is not slippery, and he doesn't accept the counterattack of supernatural powers at all.

On the contrary, take a break from time to time.

After eating the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard, he intervened in the battle between Hang Qianmo and Mo Shiying.

Moreover, the interference of soul art is very effective.

As a result, Hang Qianmo's spellcasting was intermittent, which gradually allowed Mo Shiying to regain the situation.

"Noisy flies!"

The next moment, Hang Qianmo, who was furious, scolded coldly.

From the indescribable place suppressed in the sleeve, a dazzling white light shot out.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into an unrivaled fierce sword with a width of hundreds of miles.

The whole body of this sword is like flawless white jade.

In the flowing inner lines, mountains, rivers, stars, land, and oceans are changing.

The moment he appeared, an indescribably thick aura swept across the entire area.

With a sweep of Chen Ping's consciousness, it was as if he was facing the supreme country and society.

Suddenly gave birth to the feeling of putting down the butcher knife and surrendering!

One of the remnants of the Xiantian Sword, the Fuxia Sword!

"Ding Ding!"

Hang Qianmo whispered two words, grabbed the fairy sword in his hand, and danced openly and closed.

Then, countless patterns of mountains, rivers and rivers were spread and printed.

"not good!"

Seeing the offensive of the Fuxia sword coming towards him, Chen Ping squeezed the space bead without hesitation.

Immediately, the imaginary wings on the back flapped violently, turning into a silver arc and escaping from the spot.

With the strength of Hang Qianmo, he no longer needs to fear the disaster of chaos.

This blow must have been intended to kill him.

But Chen Ping soon found out in surprise that the attack of the Fuxia sword was not directly aimed at him.

"buzz"

"buzz"

In the field of vision, after countless imprints of mountains, rivers and rivers whizzed out, they merged with the secret realm into one.

As soon as Chen Ping's figure holding the space bead disappeared, a huge pressure immediately formed around him, sweeping towards him.

Although he took some precautions, he was still forced out by the pressure of falling head-on.

Sweeping away his consciousness, Chen Ping's expression became ugly.

I saw that the surrounding space was filled with extremely thick white runes.

Plug all the cracks tightly.

The "Ding Ding" blow from Fuxia Sword actually fixed the entire area!

The purpose is to break his spatial supernatural power.

Chen Ping was extremely uncomfortable for a while without the means to move around flexibly.

However, the Dao of Space is not an unsolvable technique at all.

While balancing his mentality, the top of his head fluctuated together.

A mass of radiance shrouded in corpse aura emerges.

After a flash, it turned into a mountain range stretching thousands of miles, and a hoarse "pressure" sounded in the middle.

As soon as this technique appeared, the earth aura within the realm within the realm was crazily drawn away.

And accompanied by the mighty immortal power rushing down.

Chen Ping, whose body was exposed, felt his shoulders sink, as if he was crushed by a star in an instant.

If it weren't for his physical body being far more powerful than imagined, he would definitely collapse immediately.

"Elder Jing, kill!"

Tengxuan, the corpse clan, restrained Chen Ping and suddenly drank.

It knows very well that even if it uses the immortal strength of the Five Decay Realm, it is not the opponent of this son.

The person who can really solve him is Jing Wuke, who ranks seventh among the elders of the alliance.

"Continue to suppress!"

How could Jing Wuke miss this excellent opportunity.

With a turn of his thoughts, at the same time, under Chen Ping's feet, a green hook was suspended soundlessly.

The green hook spun sharply, spraying out pieces of ancient black characters, forming a temporarily triggered blocking formation in an instant.

Chen Ping's body suddenly became more difficult to move.

The limbs and dantian seemed to be tightly locked by an invisible black band.

Even the mana spewed by the Nine Immortals crystallization is also condensed.

Not only that.

Beside Chen Ping, a blue light flickered.

Hundreds of transparent poles appeared like formations of ice sculptures.

With a movement of Jing Wuke's arm, hundreds of formations merged into one place, forming a giant blade with extreme cold power, and swept towards Zhun Chen Ping's neck.

Seeing this, Teng Xuan's corpse's eyes flashed bloodthirsty.

Jing Wuke is one of the best formation masters in the Tianchen Alliance.

A body of supernatural powers can be merged into a formation in an instant.

This person is so strong that he will not be defeated in a hundred moves against Hang Qianmo in the fourth step.

Pay for the fallen Fujiyue!

Teng Xuan was delighted, and couldn't wait to make up for his supernatural powers.

Just as the corpse clan expected, Chen Ping himself didn't think he could take over Jing Wuke's formation.

But in order to break the chain of spells, one must first get rid of the ban in the body.

"Xiao Zhong!"

When Chen Ping moved his consciousness, Qi Ling immediately responded.

The body of the gravity bead resplendently turned for half a circle, and a forceful field of gravity swelled, which made it difficult to stand still.

As soon as Tengxuan's mountain range transformed with earth attribute came into contact with it, he immediately bounced backwards.

Then, the gravity bead pressed down hard again.

Shake the green hook that Jing Wuke sacrificed thousands of miles away.

In a blink of an eye, the mana in Chen Ping's body returned to normal.

After the Bian Dharma Eye on his forehead quickly swept across the extremely cold giant blade, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But all formations have flaws.

The same is true for formations composed of the power of formations.

Under the investigation of Famu, Chen Ping found an inconspicuous weak point.

Immediately, he waved his arms confidently, covered the raging Yuanyan, and grabbed it down.

"Boom!"

As soon as the power of ice and fire converged, an earth-shattering tremor was immediately caused.

After the extremely cold giant blade flickered, its aura was reduced by nearly half.

Chen Ping smiled sinisterly, and with all his strength, he tore his arms back and forth, trying to destroy the giant blade.

……

"Chen Daoyou, you have entered the game!"

However, Jing Wuke turned a blind eye to the lack of support in the technique, and after a cold snort, the extremely cold giant blade collapsed automatically with a "bang".

At the same time, a gossip mirror-like formation replaced the levitation.

The rich celestial power flashed one after another.

All around, there are circles of shock waves destructively rolling.

Unprepared, a figure staggered back and flew from the center of the wave.

The strange fire shield on his body was crushed by a fierce impact, unable to support it.

"puff"

Chen Ping, who was fleeing, was so angry that he vomited blood, and his robe was instantly dyed purple-black.

There was a look of fear on his face.

The gossip mirror array arranged by Jing Wuke is so powerful.

This array does not contain any attribute power.

Just the pure increase in mana power shocked him to the point of being seriously injured!
The monks of the Tianchen Alliance are indeed much stronger than ordinary creatures.

……

"I can't get angry, I am definitely not his opponent!"

While hiding from Jing Wuke, Chen Ping looked at another place where the battle took place.

Regardless of Mo Shiying or his side, the outcome is very crucial.

But right now, the thrusts of Hang Qianmo's sword, who sacrificed the Fuxia sword, were all mixed with unparalleled cutting power.

Easily chop up the eerie blood shadows surrounding him.

The swords of the five great sloughs are not at the level of magic weapons.

The higher its major, the greater the intensity of its play.

It is not until the ninth level that the magic of the Yishui Sword can be fully revealed.

Although Hang Qianmo was still far behind, compared to Chen Ping who held the Taishang Dragon Branch, his swordsmanship was many times stronger.

This woman is blessed with masculine supernatural powers, Mo Shiying shows no sign of defeat, but it is impossible to come back and win.

However, Jing Wuke and Teng Xuan who were chasing Chen Ping behind were even more eager.

The ultimate move they joined forces with just now, this son only used the price of serious injuries to resolve it.

You know, the two of them have exerted their immortal strength!

"Even if several kinds of fairy fires are incorporated, his fire shield defense shouldn't be that strong."

"Elder Jing, this kid's major is probably a top-notch immortal art!"

Teng Xuan's eyelids twitched violently.

Jing Wuke was able to break through Chen Ping's defense.

But it, a corpse clan in the second stage of five declines, was helpless against that man.

The corpse aura hitting the fire shield is like scratching an itch, it will collapse when touched.

"The Fuxia Sword has restricted his spatial supernatural powers. As long as he catches the pressure and asks, this person's chances will all belong to Jing!"

Jing Wuke's face was tense, but he was unbearably excited in the dark.

If you have cultivated to such an extent over 1 years old, who would believe that there is no chance against the sky!
In the past, due to the mediation of Lingquan Fairy Palace, he endured the itch.

But when the Haotian Patriarch, who had just left the customs, spoke, it meant that he no longer had to worry about the Immortal Palace!
What's more, Chen Ping also killed the elders of the alliance.

His behavior is so bad that even if Ai Xuanji is this person's biological father, he can't protect him!

……

Because of refining the Chaos Space Orb, Chen Ping's teleportation is still one step faster than Jing Wuke's.

Hiding the dead energy in his body, unconsciously, the distance between him and Mo Shiying is less than a thousand miles away.

"cut!"

Together with Hang Qianmo's cold voice, the Fuxia sword disappeared from his sleeve again.

The Sword of Remains roared and shuttled, turning into a white wave and rolling down.

The speed of escaping light was almost instantaneous, breaking through layers of blood mist on Mo Shiying.

"Whether there is a tacit understanding or not, it depends on this move!"

Chen Ping murmured, his figure stopped abruptly, and he looked at Mo Shiying strangely.

"wheeze"

"wheeze"

The next moment, a bloody vortex suddenly appeared beside Chen Ping.

His figure was immediately sucked in and disappeared.

"Ok?"

Then, a scene that made Hang Qianmo, Jing Wuke, Teng Xuan and the elders of the alliance startled happened.

At the same time that the Fuxia sword was stabbing straight down, a small figure unexpectedly appeared in front of Mo Shiying's real body.

It was Chen Ping who was swallowed by the blood vortex just now!
A dead meat shield?
Hang Qianmo and the others were stunned for a moment.

"Old Mo, you did a good job."

Being caught by Mo Shiying, Chen Ping turned around and smiled in relief.

In the next moment that could not be considered, the Fuxia sword fell from the sky.

A mighty sword energy powerful enough to open up the world came to cover his head.

Chen Ping's body seemed to be covered by an iceberg of water, and his whole body fell into the ice cave.

The skin and flesh on the body surface immediately sting and burst.

Countless sword marks were imprinted on the body, blood was splashed everywhere, and the tragedy was extremely horrifying.

But it was so miserable, Chen Ping not only kept silent, but also stretched out his hand to grab the Fuxia Sword expressionlessly.

"Jiyuan Jianzi, do you feel it?"

Chen Ping passed into a trembling consciousness.

He tried in vain to take away the Fuxia sword without bloodshed, just like collecting the Taishang dragon branch.

"Human, die!"

However, a violent response came from the Fuxia Sword.

"There is an artifact spirit that recognizes the master, so I'm sorry to bother you."

Chen Ping withdrew his hand angrily, and let the Fuxia sword cut into his chest.

In an instant, his body was gone.

Wisps of invisible black mysterious light printed into the void, and immediately disappeared completely.

"Death Aura Divine Ability!"

The sword plums in both eyes flashed, and Hang Qianmo gave a vigilant shout.

Jing Wuke and Teng Xuan felt awe-inspiring, and quickly used their supernatural powers to defend their bodies.

"late."

Mo Shiying spoke indifferently.

Because Chen Ping blocked the attack of Fuxia sword, he was able to get away for a moment.

Turning into a fierce burning blood shadow, it went straight to the corpse clan Tengxuan.

He believed that with his fighting skills experience, he would choose the same target to kill!

"Not good!"

Teng Xuan sucked in his chest in horror, and spewed out a dark yellow corpse aura without saying a word.

Its whole body was bathed in corpse aura, and it solidified instantly, as if it was covered with a carapace as thick as ten feet.

This is a life-saving earth attribute dao seed supernatural power!
Relying on the defense of this move, Tengxuan saved his life from death time and time again.

"Elder Teng, I'll help you!"

Seeing the Gorefiend transformed by Mo Shiying rushing towards him, Jing Wuke threw his hands into the air without even thinking about it.

In a hurry, thousands of small formations containing the power of earth were arranged.

He is about to impose on his companion Teng Xuan.

"Friend Daoist Jing can't even protect himself!"

Mo Shiying smiled coldly, his bloody body split into two in mid-air, covering Jing Wuke and Teng Xuan at the same time.

For a while, he couldn't tell where his body was at all.

Jing Wuke was taken aback, stretched out his fingers and retreated without hesitation, and hit all the formations at himself.

This person's blood skills are too terrifying.

He has not cultivated both dharma and body.

If the bloodshot enters the body, the fate will not be much better than the fallen Teng Yue!

Although he knew Mo Shiying's purpose, Jing Wuke was helpless.

This Teng Xuan usually has an average relationship with him.

Moreover, the Human Race and the Corpse Race in the alliance are two major factions, and there are considerable conflicts of interest.

How could it be possible to sacrifice oneself to save others.

"Human nature should be like this!"

Mo Shiying showed a strategizing smile, moved his sleeves, and the ghost behind him raised his head and let out an earth-shattering roar.

Then he lowered his head again, and an incomparably strange blood gushed out.

A surge down, endless.

Swallow the life-saving Wanzhang sculpture of Tengxuan Petrochemical into it.

"Zizi!"

But what surprised Mo Shiying was that the corpse's supernatural powers were quite good.

His blood wave of smelting the treasure of opening the world only burned part of the soil armor.

It takes at least ten breaths to break through completely!

"Sword plays fairy road!"

However, Hang Qianmo, who had already reacted, did not give Mo Shiying time to cast spells slowly.

In Yu's hand, the Fuxia sword rolled.

It also set off an endless wave of white swords.

Poured aggressively into the sea of ​​blood.

Two huge waves crashed together.

In the blink of an eye, the blood was washed down by the sword energy, turning into puffs of blue smoke and disappearing.

Hang Qianmo has repeatedly gained the upper hand, but there is no joy at all!

Because she was forced to use the Fuxia sword at the very beginning.

But Mo Shiying's treasure of chaos, Bodhi Tianque, has always been hidden and unused!

Let her fear endlessly.

"For the safety and peace of a heaven-reaching path, the Bodhi Heavenly Tower..."

Seeing that she was no match for Hang Qianmo, Mo Shiying sighed bitterly.

The Chaos Supreme Treasure known to the outside world, Bodhi Tianque, has already been refined by him for hundreds of years with the magical power of devouring.

Half of them assist in crossing the robbery.

The other half of the treasure origin is going to be turned into the original soul, which will be given to Jiang Anning for fusion before breaking through the three tribulations.

Therefore, there is no complete bodhi heaven in this world anymore!
"Boom!"

In the next move, Hang Qianmo fought with Mo Shiying relentlessly.

……

outside the boundary.

Chen Ping's consciousness was awakened in a piece of black broken nails.

In an instant, that piece of nail turned into an extremely gloomy phantom.

"Era Sword!"

The next moment, the Supreme Dragon Branch hidden in the void was summoned and wrapped around Chen Ping's palm.

The sword energy is like a dragon, penetrating the heavens and the earth.

A beam of light filled with an ancient atmosphere slanted out.

The seal that sealed the space with the Fuxia Sword immediately burst open a crack about Zhang Xu long and short.

With Chen Ping's supernatural powers, it is as difficult as reaching the sky to completely destroy it.

But this gap is enough.

"Whoosh!"

When his dead body forcefully squeezed into the realm within the realm, what appeared was the scene of the dharma body of the other shore holding the golden sword of the era.

"Come up and die!"

The palm of the Fashen grabbed it hard, and Teng Xuan's petrified body was pulled up abruptly, flying towards the sky.

"It's almost as dead as eight sloughs!"

When Hang Qianmo and Jing Wuke sensed the sudden increase in Chen Ping's breath, they were both startled.

"cut."

In an instant, the Dharma Body of the other bank leaped into the air.

Jiyuan Immortal Sword and Taishang Longzhi flew together, aiming at Shihua's body and ruthlessly cutting it off.

Under the eyes of the law, the place that was eroded by Mo Shiying's blood technique just now was fully exposed.

"Boom"

The slash of the Ji Yuan sword shattered everything, and the stones the size of the attic collapsed, turning into a sickly corpse.

In the blink of an eye, [-] to [-]% of Teng Xuan's petrified body was wiped out.

"What a strong defense! It is worthy of the earth attribute supernatural power."

Seeing that the Jiyuan Immortal Sword hadn't completed its full power, Chen Ping's pupils shrank slightly.

You must know that this Teng Xuan was injured by the sword energy of the real child from outside the sky first, and his strength is only about [-]% of his peak period.

Then the blood demon scourge called Mo Shiying caused more injuries.

But even so, he still resisted his strongest death sword technique.

"Soul and flesh kill together!"

In order to get rid of Teng Xuan as soon as possible, Chen Ping gritted his teeth, and the Nine Immortals crystallized crazily.

"buzz"

"buzz"

The second Era Sword, which was full of life and anger, took shape immediately.

At the same time, the soul array pressed against the Sea of ​​Consciousness activated at high speed.

In a single thought, Chen Ping's soul grew to a level of horror that made all the living beings look at him.

"you dare!"

Of course, Hang Qianmo couldn't just sit back and watch Tengxuan fall. After his face darkened, he quickly made a tactic with one hand.

Slowly point towards Chen Ping's Dharma Body on the other side.

There are inexplicably criss-crossing sword patterns printed on the body of the law.

But after a flash of sword light, the dharma body collapsed together with part of Chen Ping's physical body.

However, due to the effect of death energy, Chen Ping's physical body reunited in an instant, swept Hang Qianmo coldly, and flew into the stone carving gap with a look of hostility.

……

"Boom!"

The second blow of the Jiyuan sword finally split the earth and stone armor in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Ping's spirit captured Teng Xuan's consciousness for the first time.

"kill."

The word Bing Leng shot up into the sky, and his soul stomped down like a divine weapon.

"what!"

At the same time, Teng Xuan's corpse let out a scream, and then fell silent.

"The two corpses are dead, so it's only fair to fight two against two!"

In the smoke and dust, Chen Ping carried the blood-stained corpse of Tengxuan, stepping into the air with a death breath.

There is endless indifference in the emotionless eyes.

Hang Qianmo, Jing Wuke, and Mo Shiying, who were fighting each other, stopped unconsciously, their expressions changed drastically and their figures separated.

Teng Xuan and Teng Yue fell!
How long has it been since the Tianchen Alliance lost the five decaying elders?

Even Jing Wuke couldn't remember clearly.

The death of two people in a row will arouse the wrath of the elders!
"Two fellow human beings, do you want to continue fighting?"

Looking at the uncertain Hang Qianmo and Jing Wuke, Chen Ping said indifferently.

"You Daoist Hang is not a direct descendant of the Tianchen Alliance. Now that you are leaving, Mo will let the past go."

With his hands behind his back, Mo Shiying returned the original warning.

Chen Ping heard it, and his heart moved.

Mo Shiying actually expressed his unwillingness to let Jing Wuke go.

Could there be a grudge between him and the Tianchen Alliance?

"Elder Jing, hold him back!"

Naturally, Hang Qianmo would not fall into the trap of alienation, but she pointed at Mo Shiying.

"Okay, Elder Hang can safely kill Chen Ping!"

After Jing Wuke was stunned for a moment, he quickly understood that with a turn of the formation on the soles of his feet, he turned into a ball of golden wind and disappeared on the spot.

The next moment, there was a gust of wind blowing above Mo Shiying's head.

The overlapping formations rushed away.

Seeing this, Chen Ping was startled immediately, turned his head and fled without hesitation.

The two members of the Tianchen Alliance are also decisive people.

It was Jing Wuke who blocked Mo Shiying with all his might.

Let Hang Qianmo free his hands to deal with him.

"Taoism changes!"

"This son's threat is greater than that of Mo!"

Hang Qianmo's chilling expression was on his face, and without seeing his thoughts, the Fuxia sword grew huge at an incredible speed.

In a blink of an eye, it turned into an overwhelming sword light, stabbing at the fleeing figures in the air at the same time.

That Jian Guang had eyes, and was full of exaggerated spirituality.

Although Chen Ping escaped first, no matter where he fled, he would be wiped out and turned into a wasteland.

The place behind was swept away, showing the most essential dark color of the star sea.

The power of chaos!

Hang Qianmo has held the Fuxia sword for tens of thousands of years, and as expected, he has cultivated the magic power of chaos.

This evolutionary chaotic world was pressed together with Fuxia's sword energy, Chen Ping couldn't go to the sky, and it was also difficult to go to the ground.

Under the chaotic world, Chen Ping's whole body seemed to be transformed into a humble air current.

Thoughts and actions are all within the peeping of this woman.

"Damn it!"

"This old hag actually left the hole card to me!"

Flying wildly, Chen Ping secretly complained.

Behind him, the tide of darkness swept over everything, ready to swallow him up at any time.

He didn't dare to stay at all.

As long as it is contaminated by the breath of the chaotic world, it will be turned into unconscious nutrients.

The only thing to be thankful for is that Hang Qianmo's chaotic powers have not reached the sixth slough.

"Block her two moves, Mo is confident that he can deal with Jing Wuke!"

At this moment, Mo Shiying's voice came into my ears.

Chen Ping stopped breathing immediately.

Also two tricks?
He might not be able to catch Hang Qianmo's full blow.

unless……

Thoughts communicated with Jin Zhu, Chen Ping hesitated.

Today, Hang Qianmo will definitely not die.

The same goes for Mo Shiying.

If he blatantly hides in Jinzhu, he will never face more than Tianchen Alliance's pursuit in the future.

……

"Fellow Daoist Hang, let's talk about how much salary the Tianchen Alliance gives you, brother Mo will pay you three times! Ten times is fine!"

Fleeing in circles in a panic, Chen Ping summoned up his courage.

He knew he was talking nonsense.

There are two half-immortals in the Tianchen Alliance.

Hang Qianmo's head was almost flooded, so he chose to abandon the dark and turn to the bright.

"What I want, you can't afford it!"

Sure enough, Hang Qianmo was unmoved, and the huge body of sword energy fell hard.

It turned into a sky curtain and intercepted Chen Ping.

Under the sky, black currents surged, and hundreds of millions of Fuxia sword energy crazily pierced through.

Even if he didn't hit Chen Ping, but there were wounds on his body that couldn't be healed.

Summoning the Vitality Fairy Fire will not help!
The splashed flesh and blood was absorbed by the Chaos Realm and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"cut!"

Then, a clear and cold whistling sound hit the mask.

The device spirit in the Fuxia sword manipulated the fairy sword, and swung it sideways.

Wherever it passes, everything dies.

Not even a speck of ashes remained.

"Whoa!"

Chen Ping was terrified, and mana poured out overwhelmingly.

In front of him, several pieces of fire clothes were shaking, overlapping and adding together.

The dead air shield densely covered the body.

He also didn't care too much.

Gravity Orb, Space Orb, Supreme Dragon Branch, Puppet Body...

All items with hard attributes were sacrificed in front of him.

"Crack!"

With the arrangement of lightning and flint, the Fuxia sword body was chopped off, and the fire suit defense that bore the brunt collapsed into sparks like paper paste.

And the mighty power in this sword pose has only been weakened by less than [-]%!
"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, thousands of death energy shields were annihilated in ashes.

The Fuxia sword shattered the dead, locked the surrounding space, and continued to slash and fall.

The body of the puppet behind it immediately turned into particles.

"About [-]% of the power is left!"

Chen Ping shrank his eyes and covered them with his backhand.

"Ding dong!"

The body of the gravity bead slammed into it fiercely, making an ear-piercing scream.

A white seal appeared on the bead body that was not damaged for several epochs!
The associated Qi Ling screamed in pain and fell into a coma.

"Fifty percent power!"

Taking a deep breath, Chen Ping straightened his chest.

Purple and gold thorns shone in the sky.

At the same time, a Zijin giant several times larger than Fuxiajian flew into the air.

On the fleshy palm covering the small world, the power of the magic circle is intertwined and hot.

"Taiyi's true immortal appearance?"

"You can actually use the supernatural powers of the five decayed creatures in the corpse world?"

Hang Qianmo was extremely surprised. After frowning, the vast mana poured into the void again and injected it into the Fuxia sword.

"We must destroy this spell before then!"

In the face of Taiyi Zhenxian, Chen Ping raised his arms and pressed down, his fists were wrapped in Xuanhuang Shenguang, and he hammered down without hesitation.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the body of Fuxia Sword trembled tremendously, being shaken by him for the first time!
And Chen Ping let out a muffled snort, and gulped blood into the real fairy face.

Thousands of magic circles opened together, and the real immortal, with the blessing of blood essence, stepped on the sword body fiercely with his whole body.

"Boom!"

The Fuxia sword was hit by this force, and finally flew out backwards, changing the trajectory of the direct shot.

"Pfft!"

At the same time, Chen Ping spurted blood like gold paper.

The truth of the illusion is thus wiped out.

Hang Qianmo's move played all his cards except Jin Zhu!
"Friend Mo, if I don't die today, you will marry my wife and sister to me, how about that?"

The immortal fire of vitality rose and burned wildly, and Chen Ping roared violently at the sea of ​​blood that Mo Shiying set off.

"You can't die."

At the same moment, the faint voice in the sea of ​​blood spun, and Mo Shiying stepped on a three-headed blood python and resurfaced.

"what!"

Immediately afterwards, Jing Wu Ke Fei, with disheveled hair and no wounds all over his body, retreated.

He was in a normal state a while ago, but now he has turned into a human pig with all limbs removed, covered in a layer of foul-smelling blood mist!
"Neither of these two can stay!"

Jing Wuke's serious injury made Hang Qianmo even more murderous.

Especially Chen Ping.

This kid blocked her swordsmanship when he changed his realm. Every time he breaks through a realm in the future, he will be her life-threatening talisman!

"The way of the sword is boundless!"

After uttering the four words coldly, a dragon chant came out of Hang Qianmo's mouth.

As the Fuxia sword buzzed and vibrated, countless phantoms intersected through the air, covering every corner of the world within the world.

Chen Ping's head fluctuated violently.

A ball of white light gathered together.

"What, this kind of swordsmanship doesn't use space jumping, just cut the body directly?"

He was truly horrified.

Hang Qianmo's spell was completed in an instant, and she tapped lightly towards Chen Ping.

The ball of light above its head turned sharply away.

Countless glaring sword lights loomed.

And after a sound of shattering, the head was covered with white runes, like the sword energy of a real dragon coming out of the world.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Chen Ping's only thought was to escape.

But no matter how far he traveled, the true dragon sword energy was always locked on to him.

Mo Shiying was obviously aware of Chen Ping's desperate situation, and when his figure blurred, he was covered in blood.

Teleport to the front of Jing Wuke.

"Mo... fellow daoist, spare me!"

Jing Wuke's eyes alternated with fear and panic, screaming for mercy.

Hang Qianmo and Mo Shiying are competing to kill each other's helper first!

But he doesn't know how to escape.

No matter how you look at it, he was the one who died first!
"Tianchen Alliance, die!"

Mo Shiying's consciousness flashed, and the blood shadow passed through Jing Wuke's body.

In an instant, the latter's body shriveled loosely like a piece of skin.

But before Chen Ping could be happy, he raised his eyebrows in horror.

"Crack!"

With a soft sound, Jing Wuke's body unexpectedly reappeared in the distance.

Apparently some kind of surrogate death technique was used!
"Haha, Mo Shiying, Mo Shiying, you underestimate the background of my Tianchen Alliance!"

Floating in mid-air, Jing Wuke's face showed color.

But Mo Shiying, who had sucked out the flesh and blood of this person, was very strange.

His blood shadow stood there motionless.

It seems to be restricted by something.

"Falling under the supernatural powers of ancestor Haotian, you have cultivated to the five decline realms in vain!"

Jing Wuke laughed ferociously, and suddenly, he bit a disc-shaped thing in his mouth.

the next moment.

The sky in the secret realm, which was riddled with holes by several strong men, suddenly changed drastically.

It became extremely golden all at once.

Suddenly, in the place where the golden light was shining like a golden deep sea, an arc-shaped golden shadow jumped up.

This giant is actually an unimaginable golden dolphin.

The conspicuous golden mouth occupies [-]% of the body shape.

The hooked dorsal fin seems to be covered with regular force.

The monster's eyes are huge and radiant with golden light.

It is like a fairy descended from the mortal world!

The chilling, irresistible fear of ascension.

"ended!"

Jing Wuke, who was seriously injured and on the verge of death, had a cold and proud expression on his face.

There are only three products that seal the supernatural powers of the ancestor of Haotian!

Because the things that carry it are too rare and precious.

Every time one is created, the alliance has to be injured.

He could turn a blind eye to the death of the two elders Teng Xuan and Teng Yue.

If Mo Shiying had not threatened his life, he would not be willing to use it.

The next moment, the fairy-like golden dolphin opened its long and narrow beak.

"Woo!"

Bursts of strange sounds swept down, and then, waves of golden sound waves that destroyed the sky and earth enveloped and descended.

Wherever this sound wave swept, the blood mist on Mo Shiying's bodyguard disappeared as if it had evaporated.

The entire sea of ​​blood vanished in an instant.

"Pfft!"

Chen Ping's soul was in severe pain, and his complexion was ashen.

He finally understood the reason why Mo Shiying didn't respond.

This golden dolphin sound wave technique has already invaded his sea of ​​consciousness!

What's even more frightening is that, outside the boundary, the blood-human avatar left behind by Mo Shiying also endured the violent blast of sound waves at the same time!

"Don't rush, calm down!"

At this extremely dangerous moment, Chen Ping's thoughts turned wildly, and finally he suddenly stopped walking.

Just like Mo Shiying, he stood there with a confused expression.

……

"Woo!"

At this time, the strange howling from the golden dolphin's mouth continued.

And it's getting louder and louder.

Gradually, it was like a thunderous bang.

The released sound waves emerged one after another.

"Elder Jing has a good plan!"

Hang Qianmo nodded coldly and flicked his palm.

The real dragon sword energy that was originally aimed at Chen Ping's beheading turned around and went straight to Mo Shiying's head, falling from the sky.

The sound waves of the bright golden moon shocked in circles.

It made Mo Shiying dizzy and unable to resist.

"Kill the monk surnamed Mo, and the remaining Chen Ping will be captured."

Hang Qianmo made a good plan.

"Whoosh!"

In the next breath, the Fuxia sword smashed the sky and covered the earth, and the real dragon sword energy swept over everything, like a white dragon pressing down on the nine heavens, submerging Mo Shiying's body.

"what!"

But Hang Qianmo and Jing Wuke, who were sure of winning, were shocked and trembled.

The area where the line of sight casts is the place where the golden dolphin's sonic power is wreaking havoc.

But in such a dangerous place that even Hang Qianmo dared not venture into, a man in a purple robe walked on the ground as if walking on the ground.

Holding a blood shadow in his hand.

"Chen Ping!"

Hang Qianmo's eyes narrowed sharply.

At high altitude, the people who are in a daze have disappeared without a trace!
"Is he not affected by the sound wave of the golden dolphin ancestor?"

Jing Wuke couldn't believe it.

The supernatural power of this talisman product is naturally not comparable to that of the ancestor's real body.

It can frighten creatures whose souls have not yet sloughed out, it's extremely easy!

……

At this moment, Chen Ping's left ear was golden and his right ear was gray.

The sonic attack of Haotian Banxian didn't enter the soul at all, but pierced directly from both ears.

"Bi'an Dao'er, which shields the sound wave technique!"

Jing Wuke was dumbfounded.

"The fourth level of transcendence killing technique, Bian Dao'er!"

Seeing this scene, even Hang Qianmo, who had a firm heart, couldn't help but take a breath in shock.

Transcendence Killing Technique, known as one of the most difficult space immortal techniques to practice.

It was over 1 years old and it was repaired to the fourth floor, which undoubtedly broke the record of this era!
"Zizi"

"Zizi"

At this time, although Chen Ping rescued Mo Shiying, he was far from out of danger.

The golden dolphin sound wave technique in the talisman products is within the tolerance range, but it can be ignored.

But what is fatal is the Fuxia Sword Qi coming from everywhere!

His firesuit defense gathered and gathered.

Almost exhausted all his mana!
"Mr. Mo, wake up!"

Gritting his teeth and persisting, Chen Ping slammed his right palm on Mo Shiying's forehead.

The soul directly stepped into this person's sea of ​​consciousness.

He punched and kicked Mo Shiying's soul, and smashed the coral figures one by one.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, Mo Shiying's comatose mind suddenly blurred, blood flashed wildly, and Yoyo woke up.

After he only nodded to Chen Ping, his spirit immediately returned to his body.

"crash"

"crash"

Under Fuxia's sword spirit, Chen Ping was covered with scars.

At this critical moment, a surging sea of ​​blood rolled down head-on, wrapped around Chen Ping and blasted away the restriction above the secret realm.

The magnificent shock wave caused the world to collapse.

Even Hang Qianmo was blown back to the edge.

"call"

"call"

Through the gap leading to the outside world, Jing Wuke saw a ray of blood, which was leaving the range of consciousness at an unimaginable speed.

"Let the tiger go back to the mountain, bad!"

Jing Wuke swept away Hang Qianmo in fear.

He has lost the strength to fight again.

"Whoosh!"

Fu Xia's sword was guarded in front of his chest, and Hang Qianmo flew out sideways without saying a word.

But just at the crack, she stopped with a gloomy expression.

"Elder Hang?"

Jing Wuke didn't know why.

"Can't catch up."

With his eyes slightly closed, Hang Qianmo shook his head.

Hearing this, Jing Wuke's expression turned pale.

In the case of using all the cards in the hole, the opponent killed the two elders of the corpse clan and walked away.

In the future, the creatures under the fourth realm of the five declines of the Tianchen Alliance will have no way out when they encounter them!
"Your generous gift, Mo will never forget it."

In the realm within the realm, a long and swaying voice came down.

"Old monster Jing, your woman seat is about to be decided!"

Then, there was another familiar mocking sound.

"Quickly report to the ancestors, and issue a warrant for the arrest of the stars!"

"These two people must not be given time to practice leisurely!"

Hang Qianmo slapped the hilt of his sword, and his expression flickered.

"People related to Mo and Chen Liangxiu, etc., kill them!"

Nodding viciously, Jing Wuke's heart palpitated extremely.

……

In the vast sea of ​​stars.

Wuchangqiao twisted its body crazily.

In just ten breaths, even Chen Ping, who was controlling the treasure, didn't know how far he had fled.

He breathed a sigh of relief when there was no movement behind him until half a stick of incense.

"Master Mo, from now on, I'm going to wander in the Star Realm!"

Turning his head, Chen Ping said calmly, not paying any attention to the injuries on his body.

The Tianchen Alliance is too powerful!

Even if the two go to Lingquan Immortal Palace, it will not help.

1000 years!

Only after this man surnamed Mo survives the filthy calamity and fights against the half-immortal realm, will his safety be guaranteed.

"Ah."

Mo Shiying sat under the bridge hole, devouring blood and food to recover.

His injuries are quite serious.

Originally, he could have taken Jing Wuke's remaining life and escaped.

"Chen Daoyou saved Mo, this favor must be returned."

After a pause, Mo Shiying raised her head and looked at Chen Ping with a strange look.

When the golden dolphin's sound wave crashed down, this son could have left him and escaped alone while Hang Qianmo was unprepared.

Unexpectedly, he chose to turn around and save her.

Although he also had other cards, Hang Qianmo might not be able to kill him at that time.

But after all, it was a great kindness.

"Friend Daoist Mo, people like us don't care about meat and vegetables, but we always have a clear distinction between grievances and grievances."

"Back then, the Bodhi Tranquil Soul Talisman presented by Fellow Daoist Mo exterminated the foreign demons, and also saved my life."

"It's worth it this time!"

Chen Ping waved his hand and smiled lightly.

What he said was not hypocritical.

"Those who know kindness, no matter how evil they are, they can't go anywhere."

After hearing this, Mo Shiying narrowed his eyes, showing a burst of appreciation.

"Does Fellow Daoist Mo have a place to hide?"

"It will take at least a thousand years."

Chen Ping asked again.

"Have!"

Mo Shiying nodded, and passed through the sound transmission.

As he listened, Chen Ping's eyes glowed, and he said excitedly: "The Thunder Fury of the Tianchen Alliance will soon cover the Star Realm."

"What are you dawdling about, Fellow Daoist Mo, let's hide there together!"

He patted Mo Shiying's shoulder and kept shaking excitedly.

"Go back to Kun Xinghai!"

Mo Shiying said firmly.

"Both of us can't protect ourselves!"

Chen Ping was startled suddenly, and said with an ugly expression.

"It won't take long to take the Xinghai Passage of Lingquan Immortal Palace! If they don't let them go, they will go all the way in!"

Mo Shiying said word by word.

The fire at the city gate affected Chiyu.

He and Chen Ping have implicated many people.

But Jiang Anning, and fellow Taoists from a camp, he had to take them away together!
Otherwise, the road is not worth mentioning.

Seeing Chen Ping's gloomy eyes and indecisiveness, Mo Shiying said quietly: "Chen Daoyou is very thorough in his own way, and Mo Mou is not the same person after all."

"fart!"

Shrinking his eyes from embarrassment into anger, Chen Ping couldn't help but said: "Look, the route we escaped is not the wolf star where the Palace of Bone and Blood is located!"

"There must be no one who is close to me. Fellow Daoist Mo is talking nonsense and slandering, which is simply out of the demeanor of a camp leader."

(End of this chapter)