Mysterious mirror hanging high

Weiyangtian

In a desert area, the corpse of a giant sandworm was buried in the sand, with only half of its body exposed... Its head had been shattered, and three Nascent Soul cultivators were surrounding the sandworm corpse, cutting off its useful parts.

These three Nascent Soul cultivators were two men and one woman, all of whom were in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. One of them was an old man with a white beard, one was a beautiful woman in a red dress, and the last one had a dark complexion and ordinary looks, and it turned out to be Han Ping.

The old man stroked his beard and said, "It was thanks to the power of Fellow Daoist Han's sword formation that we were able to kill the sandworm beast. Otherwise, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to capture it."

The beautiful woman in the red dress's eyes wandered over Han Ping's ordinary face. She smiled and said, "When we formed a temporary team before, we only thought that Fellow Daoist Han was just an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator. Who knew he had such powerful magical powers!"

"I see that although Fellow Daoist Han is only at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, his magical powers are no less powerful than those of a Great True Lord at the late stage of the Nascent Soul Realm!"

Han Ping's eyes flashed, and he simply said indifferently: "How can my humble cultivation be compared with that of a Great True Lord who has just begun to comprehend the laws? You two Daoists are truly overly flattering."

"That's right..." the old man with gray beard sighed, "The late Nascent Soul stage is a hurdle that has stopped countless fellow Nascent Soul cultivators... If mid-Nascent Soul cultivators like me were to truly face a Great True Lord, we would have no choice but to flee."

"After all, this [Weiyang Heaven] is still a place where cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage shine. We, the independent cultivators in the middle stage, can only huddle together for warmth."

“If the status of this place were not so high, an opportunity that even the God Transformation Heavenly Monarch would covet, we would not have risked entering here.”

The beautiful woman looked a little worried. "A few days ago, a fellow cultivator who entered the cave heaven reported that there was a Divine Transformation Lord hiding in the shadows, hunting down Nascent Soul cultivators. What are your thoughts on this?"

The old man scoffed and said, "I think it's mostly nonsense... After all, this is the Nascent Soul Trial Cave Heaven. Many Divine Transformation Heavenly Monarchs outside the cave heaven have already tried it. How could they possibly get in?"

Han Ping frowned slightly, and suddenly his expression changed. A pair of wind and thunder wings grew behind him, and he disappeared from the spot in an instant.

The next moment, a five-clawed golden dragon descended from the sky, tearing the gray-bearded old man and the beautiful woman in the red skirt who were stranded there into pieces. An old man in a bright yellow robe and a tall crown stood on the five-clawed golden dragon's head, looking down at Han Ping, who had escaped the disaster but had a grim expression, with a look of interest in his eyes:

"A mere mid-Nascent Soul stage… What a fast escape speed! Which ascending sect in this world are you from?"

"Two fellow Taoists!"

Han Ping looked at the place where the two Nascent Soul cultivators had been, their bodies completely gone. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked at Ying Shigui with a slightly fearful look:

"Are you the wandering Divine Cauldron Transformation God?"

"He's going to die, why ask so many questions!" Ying Shigui laughed loudly, and the power of the laws gathered around him. One after another, golden spells turned into countless golden snakes and attacked Han Ping.

At the moment when the golden snake danced wildly, Han Ping's physical body suddenly grew larger, and the three-headed and six-armed Dharma image suddenly appeared.

The left head spit out the divine light of Yuanci, and the gray waterfall of light swept across the sky. In a flash, it actually slightly blocked the golden snakes in the sky.

Ying Shigui was slightly taken aback: "The Yuanci Divine Light that restrains the Five Elements spells and magic weapons?"

At this moment, a golden arc of electricity spurted out from the right side of Han Ping's head. The arc of electricity turned into a lightning net and intertwined into a second barrier in the Yuan magnetic light curtain, which further weakened the power of the golden snake.

Finally, the middle head opened its mouth, and out flew seventy-two green flying swords, forming a formation in the air.

"Da Geng Sword Formation: Heavenly Net!"

The sound of swords resounded through the sky, and the green sword light turned into a net with clear longitude and latitude.

Under the influence of the sword formation, the golden snake magic in front of him was finally weakened slowly, but at the same time, Han Ping's face turned pale, and he was obviously not feeling well.

Little did he know that Ying Shigui was already shocked beyond words at this time!

Even though he had just casually unleashed the Golden Snake technique, it was, after all, a Divine Transformation-level technique imbued with the power of laws! Yet, it was actually neutralized by a young man in the middle Nascent Soul stage...

"Who on earth is this kid?!"

A murderous look flashed in Ying Shigui's eyes, and a small bronze tripod flew out from his sleeve, with the four words "Mountains, Rivers, and State" lit up on the body of the tripod.

The majestic earth-based laws condensed into the phantom of a thousand-foot-high mountain, breaking up the sword formation.

But Han Ping's middle head suddenly sneered, and countless golden rays flew out from his sleeves.

Only then did Ying Shigui see clearly that the golden light was actually a group of golden beetles. These beetles flew towards the phantom of the mountain and actually gnawed a hole in the mountain that was suppressing it, causing the pressure on Han Ping's sword formation to drop sharply.

"What kind of alien insect is this!"

Ying Shigui's expression finally changed. He saw that the golden beetle had mutated to possess the ability to devour the law, and immediately, with his fingers together, he slashed out a golden rainbow a hundred feet long.

Unexpectedly, the swarm of insects suddenly dispersed, and more than ten of them were crushed by Jin Hong, but most of them were taken back into Han Ping's sleeves under the cover of the sword formation.

Han Ping had a painful look on his face, and just glanced coldly at Ying Shigui. He retracted the seventy-two green flying swords, and the wind and thunder wings behind him spread out again, turning into a rainbow of thunder mixed with a hint of blood and fled away.

Ying Shigui was furious upon seeing this: "It's one thing for a late-stage Great True Lord who possesses multiple divine treasures to escape from my hands, but if I allow this middle-stage Nascent Soul brat to escape from under my nose today, how can I still have the face to call myself a Divine Heavenly Lord in the future!"

After saying that, he ignored everything and chased in the direction Han Ping fled!

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In another place surrounded by mountains, Jing Yu flew along the line of cause and effect, and felt that he was getting closer and closer to Song Qingya.

"Xuan Jing, we have been flying for several days, right? Where is the fellow you mentioned?" Yuwen Baoge asked in a muffled voice in the golden light beside Jing Yu.

"We're almost there... Sir, please be patient." Jing Yu's expression changed, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice:

"Be careful! There's a spiritual energy fluctuation ahead...someone is fighting!"

After saying that, Jing Yu summoned [Kudu Xuanguang] to wrap himself and Yuwen Baoge up, restrained his breath, and slowly moved forward.

But in the distance, fire from the sky fell, and the originally intact forest turned into a sea of ​​fire.

And in the sea of ​​fire, there seemed to be a demon whispering and confusing people's minds.

Two great True Lords were suspended in the air, fighting fiercely with a tumorous monster bird with a perfect Nascent Soul stage.

Jing Yu actually recognized these two great True Lords. One was Tang Wei, the [True Lord of Three Poisons], and the other was the ancestor of the Huangfu family in the East China Sea, the [True Lord of Burning Sea].

"It's true that enemies meet on a narrow road, and they all get together."

Jing Yu was slightly stunned. He pinched the causal line extending from his navel that connected him to Song Qingya, and looked in the direction. He saw that when True Lord Sandu and True Lord Fenhai were fighting with the strange bird, a vague ghost was lurking in the shadows not far away, staring coldly at the battle situation, as if ready to take action at any time.

"Song Qingya, that Sixth Brother..." Jing Yu narrowed his eyes. "Is he hiding on the sidelines, trying to profit from the conflict between the snipe and the clam?"