Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 570 Under Nascent Soul No.1
The ghost clan who was on par with Concubine Shu Mu was just a clone.

Knowing the truth, Chen Ping's heart beat abnormally.

There was also a trace of fear that was rarely revealed in his eyes.

The avatar technique is a rumored great supernatural power.

Most Nascent Soul cultivators have no chance to master it.

Although the strength of the body does not necessarily compare with the height.

But even though the body of this fairy-born ghost clan is only in the middle stage of the fifth order, once the two meet, Concubine Shu Mu will be hard to resist.

"run?"

Holding the purple rhinoceros sword in a state of confusion, Chen Ping subconsciously operated the formation of thunder wings and wind hooves.

But immediately after, a crystal clear jade bottle slowly fell, interrupting his plan.

It was something that Concubine Shu Mu used the array to pass to her side.

There is a golden and petite boa constrictor sealed inside.

The snake seemed to be lifeless, floating quietly and motionless.

Its body surface is surrounded by four magnificent Dan patterns!
Fifth-grade elixir, Jiuzhuan Fenjin Wan.

Not all elixirs are in the form of pills.

The more advanced it is, the more different forms it will present.

The effect of Jiuzhuan Fenjin Pill is similar to Chihuo Gudan. After taking it, the monk's mana will skyrocket in a short period of time.

Since it is a pill of the fifth grade and four lines, the quality and quantity of the Fenjin Pill will far exceed that of the Chihuo Ancient Pill.

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes, and immediately understood what Concubine Shu Mu meant.

This woman bestowed the Nine Turns Burning Tendon Pill, which is so precious and comparable to a low-grade spirit treasure, with only one purpose.

Ask him to fight quickly and kill the second force of the Yinling army, the ink unicorn arm!
But Chen Ping was startled suddenly, and thought of another key point.

Concubine Shu Mu is fighting with the ghost clan of the same level, but she still has the energy to pay attention to him.

If she ran away to save her life in front of Wan Xiu, in order not to affect her morale, this woman would probably use her soul attack to destroy him, the "cowardly traitor", first.

Unlike Liang Yingzhuo, although Concubine Shu Mu is a decent person, she has no burden to be ruthless.

"Act by ear."

After hesitating for a while, Chen Ping grabbed the pill bottle with one hand and stuffed it back into his sleeve robe.

It is said that the sequelae of Jiuzhuan Fenjin Wan are not small.

Afterwards, it took more than half a month of retreat to recover.

It is better to use it with caution before the critical moment.

"Boom!"

"Oh!"

All kinds of crackling sounds were released at the same time.

In just a few breaths, the Yin spirit army fought with the human monks.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Chen Ping roughly understood the overall strength of the enemy.

There are more than seventy third-level Yin spirits, and six fourth-level Yin spirits.

They lead the subordinates of Yin Ling to attack Wangqin Island's formation.

However, the Yinling clan's supernatural powers are weak, so there is nothing to fear.

The main battle is still eleven fourth-order corpses.

Headed by the arm of the ink unicorn.

Three at the peak of the fourth level, two at the later stage, one at the middle stage, and four at the early stage!

"Whoa!"

In the distance, a huge white sword light rose, and a pure black wide sword slashed obliquely, cutting a piece of mountain wall straight down.

On the mountain wall, there are two corpse clans at the beginning of the fourth stage, and thousands of Yinling troops.

Being blocked by the cultivator, the two mantis corpses covered in blue were enraged immediately. Holding giant tongs as thick as a man, they flapped their wings and slashed at the broad sword head-on.

And the pure black broadsword was not afraid at all, and the rain of swords "poof" and "poof" fell all over the sky, covering that area.

Chu Qingling, the chasing real person in the state of human and sword unity!

The background of Lanyuezong is really profound.

This son was destroyed by Chen Ping's natal spirit sword, and took away the purple rhinoceros, and immediately obtained another treasure from the sect.

Although the aura of this black broad sword is not as good as that of the purple rhinoceros before, it is also similar.

With one sword and one sword, Chu Qingling blocked the two early-stage corpse clans, and he was still not defeated for a while.

"If I hadn't reconciled with Gu Sixian, I would have killed you to avoid future troubles."

With a slight hum, Chen Ping continued to sweep his consciousness.

Not far from Chu Qingling, a sea of ​​purple hurricanes enveloped at some point.

The electric arc flickered and exploded in mid-air, while the cold wind howled on the ground, flying sand and rocks, as if stepping into a ghost land.

Feng Tianyu chanted the spell and cast spells, directly trapping the two late-stage corpses and the remaining two early-stage corpses!
Except for Chen Ping, who knew everything about this ability, some distracted monks were dumbfounded.

After this battle, Feng Tianyu will definitely expose most of his strength.

However, the number of golden elixir summoned hastily was too small.

The three corpses at the peak of the fourth rank had no one to contend with, and they all rushed to the three spirit ships outside the island.

Gu Sixian led the juniors to form an army, his face already gloomy like dripping water.

But the most difficult unicorn arm on the corpse side did not move.

It was just hiding on a mountain top, as if looking for a suitable target, and delivered a fatal blow.

"Brother Chen, when you kill the unicorn corpse, my younger brother will use a secret method to help you."

At this time, Feng Tianyu's voice came into his ears.

Hearing this, the corner of Chen Ping's mouth twitched, revealing a wry smile.

Even Feng Tianyu passed the Qi ahead of time.

Obviously, Concubine Shu Mu really shared half of the pressure with him.

"call!"

Within half a breath of Chen Ping's observation of the situation, several groups of evil spirits had covered him.

"A thing with no eyes!"

Chen Ping swept his expression coldly, and opened his mouth to spit out a silver line.

The wall of fire made of ice spirit crystal flames rushed towards the army of Yin spirits.

The flames spread out little by little, like an endless wildfire, burning more and more vigorously.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Yin spirits close to him were reduced to ashes.

After beheading a group of Yin spirits, Chen Ping did not specifically go to "bully the small with the big".

Because even killing ants will consume mana.

He should try his best to maintain his peak condition and meet the following battles.

……

On the blue sea.

Twenty frightened monks were forming a team, leaning back to back.

The highest cultivation level of these people is a fake alchemy, and most of them are only in the early and middle stage of Yuan alchemy.

They were the twenty Yuan Dan juniors brought out by Feng Tianyu and Chu Qingling to defeat Yin Sha.

At this moment, the state of all the cultivators is extremely sluggish.

All of them vomited blood, looked terrified, or performed life-saving secret techniques, or sacrificed various treasures and talismans.

And what surrounded the cultivators was a sea of ​​pink wind.

It is vast and boundless, piercing through the depths of the seabed, and there are countless gray powdery things faintly attacking it, making endless roars.

Seeing that the pink sea of ​​wind was hundreds of feet away from them, and they could completely overwhelm them with just one breath, the group of monks couldn't help showing a look of despair.

"My senior brother, what should I do?"

A slightly flustered female voice sounded, and the speaker was a beautiful woman with icy skin and jade skin.

Her status is not low.

Chu Ruoqiao, the elder of Lanyue Sect, the realm of the late Yuan Dan.

Another identity is even more disdainful of all cultivators.

Chu Qingling's sister!

With the help of her clan brother, this woman has won a chance to use the astrological essence.

In the future, it is possible to break into the golden core.

And the object of her anxious questioning was a tall and strong bald male cultivator.

Wu Yunpeng, a fake alchemy cultivator of Lanyue Sect, is also the peak master of Chuanfa Peak.

The twenty monks who were trapped were basically Yuan Dan of Lanyue sect or subordinate forces.

As the one with the highest supernatural power, Wu Yunpeng naturally became the leader that all cultivators put their hopes on.

"Hey, the power of the human race is not as good as that of Yin Ling, and the ancestors can't take care of us."

With a bitter sigh, Wu Yunpeng couldn't help but look at the pink sea of ​​wind in front of him.

This seemingly beautiful scenery is actually a murderous thing.

The eleven fourth-tier corpses were either intercepted by the ancestors, or rushed straight to the spirit ship.

There is only one Xingyue Moth in the middle stage of the fourth level left.

Seeing that they wanted to gather with the spirit ship, the moth corpse deployed magical powers without saying a word to pull the cultivators into the battle.

In the sea of ​​wind, a fuzzy gray shadow with a width of more than ten feet is the body of the moth corpse.

The Xingyue Ice Moth, whose name sounds poetic, is actually a terrifying and cruel monster!

What's more, it has become a corpse, and its temperament is even more violent.

"Fight it, how many can escape!"

Wu Yunpeng gritted his teeth, and suddenly there was a simple big bow in his hand.

Under the flickering of a group of dazzling yellow and white lights, countless arrows of light shot out like a rainstorm.

Seeing this, Chu Ruoqiao and the others at the side also cast spells and talismans one after another, forming an overwhelming attack.

The power of twenty Yuan Dans joining forces should not be underestimated.

In a moment, a gap was opened in the pink sea of ​​wind, and it was near the gray shadow.

But before these attacks approached, an invisible sound burst shot out from the gray shadow.

Regardless of whether it is a light arrow, a talisman, or a spell, once it is swept by this wave, it will burst open on its own with a "boom" and "boom".

Can't really hit the gray shadow at all.

And during the short delay, the black shadow flickered a few times, and it was close at hand.

All the cultivators turned pale at the same time.

The difference is too big!
The supernatural powers of the corpse race are generally stronger than that of the human race.

The Xingyue Ice Moth in the middle stage of the fourth stage, even the monks in the middle stage of Jindan can hardly compete.

Not to mention Yuandan Realm, they don't even have the qualifications to fight back.

With a strange roar, a huge moth appeared.

Even though this corpse was a Zerg race before it was alive, with its wings outstretched, it was fifteen to sixty feet long.

The head resembles the head of an eagle, with hairy hair and green eyes.

The wings are full of colorful and terrifying toxins.

Combined with corpse aura, ordinary humans will die if they touch it.

"Junior sister Chu, if you can return to the sect alive, please take care of your brother's blood in the future."

Putting the storage ring and the big bow in his hand to Chu Ruoqiao, Wu Yunpeng smiled slightly, and rushed towards the moth corpse like a galloping arrow.

"Brother!"

Chu Ruoqiao felt sore, she didn't dare to say goodbye to Wu Yunpeng at all, and rushed in the opposite direction.

Immediately, a group of monks seemed to understand the deep meaning of Wu Yunpeng's move, and all of them scattered with mournful expressions.

"Weird Moth, this repair has made it clear to you that the fake alchemy monks of the human race are not afraid of death!"

In the middle of the shot by the light, Wu Yunpeng looked up to the sky and laughed like crazy, a pill slowly appeared in the dantian, and spun rapidly.

A vast aura erupted suddenly.

That's right, my Yunpeng wants to blow up the fake pill in exchange for a glimmer of life for my fellow disciples and fellow Taoists.

Seeing this person approaching recklessly, Moth Corpse's eyes rolled, full of disdain.

The power of the fake pill can only make it slightly injured.

With the physique of the monster clan and the recovery speed of the corpse clan, it won't take long to recover.

So, not only did the moth not evade, but it flapped its wings and came straight to my Yunpeng.

But what made it palpitate was that a sudden change occurred halfway.

The surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

Thousands of colorful sword wires slashed down with a "chi chi" sound of piercing the air.

The speed of these sword threads is as fast as lightning and flint.

The piercing sound just came out, and the next moment, the sword wire arrived in front of the moth's corpse, and stabbed down densely.

The moth corpse obviously didn't expect Jiansi's attack to be so fast.

Before the future and magic protection, the brilliance on the surface of the body flashed dimly.

A piece of sword wire easily pierced through the moth corpse.

Immediately afterwards, a huge colored sword fell head-on, and the moth stopped in place.

At the same time, the roar in his mouth stopped abruptly.

And those sword threads circled the huge body of the Xingyue Ice Moth one after another, and in a flash of splendor, the corpse was cut to pieces.

Together with the corpse soul, it was cut into countless pieces.

"Really Chen!"

When Wu Yunpeng saw the man in the blue shirt slowly descending, his eyes were filled with sadness and joy.

The fake pill has escaped his control and is about to explode.

This life is over!
My Yunpeng saluted Chen Pingyao, closed his eyes and waited for death.

If there is a next life, he will never back down.

I would rather die under the catastrophe than choose to become a fake Dan monk again.

"Don't you have to spare your life for fake pills?"

Chen Ping spoke indifferent words, and with a flick of his sleeve, he grabbed the fake pill that had become extremely unstable.

Under the suppression of the ice spirit crystal flame, the violent aura on it gradually subsided.

Then, he slapped his backhand, and the golden pill was shot back into Wu Yunpeng's dantian.

"Thank you for your kindness!"

Wu Yunpeng kowtowed in gratitude.

Can live who wants to die?

He still has dozens of years of life left, if he survives, he will have plenty of time to arrange for his offspring.

Chen Ping nodded expressionlessly, and put the remains of the moth corpses into the storage ring one by one.

At the meeting of the two cities, this person had met him once.

If he wants to save, he can save it, it's all in his mind.

"Senior Chen!"

Seeing this, Chu Ruoqiao and other monks who were about to lose their lives were both surprised and happy.

Riding on the light in a hurry, they shot back towards Chen Ping's position one after another.

The dead body of the moth killed by one move is in a different place. Could it be that the supernatural power of this real Haichang has surpassed Gu Laozu?

But he has only cultivated for less than two hundred years.

"what!"

In the distance, suddenly there were two horrific screams of pain.

The two Yuan Dan who ran the fastest with the secret method broke into the pink sea of ​​poison sprinkled by the moth corpse earlier.

The skin festered instantly, and the flesh was quickly melted into bones.

It has to be said that the luck of these two people is really very different.

If he ran a little slower, he wouldn't have ended up like this when Chen Ping showed up to kill the moth corpse.

"Don't go back to the spirit ship for now, it's more dangerous over there."

Chen Ping didn't have the slightest strange color.

This kind of large-scale clan war, even the Nascent Soul cultivator is unable to take care of it one by one, there is no reason why people can't die.

After speaking, a horned flying insect rolled from the cuff and flapped its wings and flew up.

It was the Winged Evil King Dahui.

"Dahui, you take them to play as you please."

Chen Ping ordered lightly.

"Haw!"

Big Hui let out a high-pitched cry, a trace of hatred flashed in the worm's eyes.

The last time it was almost slaughtered by two corpse races, it now hates Yin Ling very much.

"When you encounter a strong enemy, don't fight hard. Run away if you can. It doesn't matter if all these juniors are dead."

Chen Ping said calmly through voice transmission:

"In addition, without the permission of this seat, the imprint of the ancient tree must not be exposed!"

What he said was not only a reminder, but also a warning to himself.

Concubine Shu Mu promised to protect him, just listen.

All living beings will be moved by the treasure secret technique of transforming gods.

In the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he simply doesn't have the ability to protect him.

Therefore, the coral method must not be used.

Xianlei method doesn't have much to do with it.

This technique focuses on breaking the formations and restrictions, and the power displayed as a technique is not outrageous.

As for the imprint of the ancient tree of Dahui, it is also taboo.

Although he didn't know what the ancestral tree of the holy ruins on Yuexianchen was.

It doesn't mean that Da Neng and Concubine Shu Mu don't know each other.

Then, Chen Ping stopped talking nonsense and shot towards the center of the battlefield.

After pinching the soft persimmons, it's time for a big battle.

Just after killing the moth corpse, Qilin Arm's tyrannical consciousness swept over and locked him firmly.

"Su Han, you betrayed the ethnic group, you deserve death!"

With crystal thunder wings on his back, phantoms appeared behind Chen Ping, passing through most of the mountains in an instant.

The position he was looking at was a peak covered with ice and snow.

The arm of the unicorn was grabbing onto a boulder, and after hearing Chen Ping's yelling, the human soul in it fought back fiercely: "You can't live forever, what's the use of being a human being?"

"It's a joke, you, a mongrel corpse who was formed by a different technique, also conspired to seize immortality?"

Chen Ping sneered unceremoniously, and a cloud of green thunder whirlpool formed indistinctly in his right hand.

Hearing this, Human Soul's body trembled slightly, his face became extremely ugly, and he almost couldn't control the anger in his heart.

Chen Ping really hit his sore spot.

You must know that the lifespan of the corpse race at the same level is two to three times that of the human race.

But he was forced to use the soul cast corpse method to break through the fifth-order body.

Once entering the fifth level, the lifespan will only have more than 700 years left!
Compared with ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, they are far different.

"You vicious-mouthed junior, I want to torture you to death!"

A violent rage surged out from the bottom of my heart, and the unicorn's arms shook violently, turning into a mass of black lights and rushing down the mountain.

At the same time, the phantoms of the two beast arms punched down aggressively.

Wherever it passed, there was a tearing sound, as if it was about to smash the entire sky.

"The strength of this unicorn arm is almost the same as that of the unicorn foot."

Looking at the oncoming beast arm, Chen Ping's expression sank and he rushed a little higher into the air.

"puff"

The sword energy was everywhere, and the Zhou Tian Wan Jue sword array was immediately set up.

The next moment, two colorful giant swords lined up in front of him.

"Boom!"

The phantoms of the two beast arms blasted fiercely on the sword energy.

As a result, with just a slight sway of the colorful giant sword, the unicorn arm phantom was smashed to pieces.

"No, this sub-soul has inherited Su Han's cunning and cunning, and it was a false shot."

Chen Ping's eyes froze, and he quickly let go of his consciousness, looking for the real body of the unicorn arm.

But after all, the strength of the two souls differs too much.

After he discovered something, the unicorn arm had become so big that it covered the sky and was as big as an isolated island.

Especially the spreading five claws, which look like five mountains tens of miles long.

Su Han's supernatural powers are very simple.

The main method is to oversize the body and perform attacks similar to the physical form.

But the fact that the realm is here does not hinder its strength.

With this claw, there is almost no way out below the fifth level.

So, who is its first target?

Soon, following the whereabouts of the giant claw, Chen Ping got the answer.

Feng Tianyu!
This person was beating the four big corpse clans alone, and was already missed by Qilin Arm.

"The tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs!"

Feng Tianyu, who was entangled with the corpse clan, turned pale with shock, and forced the surrounding opponents back from a distance, muttering something in his mouth.

In an instant, the purple hurricane buzzed loudly in the sky.

The combination of brilliance and myriad ways merged into a pillar of wind, blasting towards the giant claw above the head.

The next moment, the two collided firmly in one place.

There was a loud "chi chi" in the air, and the purple and black spiritual power intertwined all over the sky, and the light was so bright that people couldn't look directly at it.

"Boom!"

The good times didn't last long, the unicorn claw retracted its five fingers, and the beam of light instantly shattered.

Continue to suppress without mercy.

Judging by its stance, it was about to crush several corpses and Feng Tianyu into powder.

"Brother Chen, please, let me show you the power of your previous life!"

Feng Tianyu murmured, pointing his two fingers to the center of his eyebrows.

"I was a fake pill in my previous life, and I only know a few small spells of the fire system, so I can save you with my head?"

Seeing Feng Tianyu standing still as if he trusted him extremely, Chen Ping couldn't help being furious and cursed secretly.

At the same time, as the dragon and eagle stepped forward, layers of bubble-like phantoms continued to disappear.

"Huh!"

The almost teleportation speed made space cracks appear out of thin air.

Carrying a huge tearing force on his body, Chen Ping rushed to the Qilin Arm.

"If you want to kill this corpse with one blow, you have to grab the tripod sword."

With a pinch of eyes, Chen Ping pressed his abdomen resolutely, and was about to draw out the thunder sword.

Because from between Feng Tianyu's eyebrows, a chi-long red-spotted flying sword flew out.

This is the supernatural power of the second monk of Kulinggen.

A soul attack technique.

Feng Tianyu used it once in the secret realm, and killed the soul that was fused with Shen Ya and Shangguan Xi in one fell swoop.

The power of this technique is even stronger than that of the coral form in Xiaocheng realm.

The only limitation seems to be that it can only be released once in a short period of time.

"Gu Mou's blood has been paid, and the rest is left to Chen Daoyou!"

Just as Chen Ping was inserting his palm into his abdomen to take out the sword, a light red half-foot short whip shot at high speed, and directly inserted into the unicorn's arm.

It turned out to be the Lanyue Sect's Zhenzong Lingbao, the Prajna Tuling Whip!
The magical short whip that was spinning in the air suddenly emitted a blinding white light, and then burst open with a loud "boom".

"What, Gu Sixian is so willing?"

Chen Ping really did not expect Tu Lingbian's blatant self-detonation.

It must be Shu Mufei's arrangement!

Having figured out the key in an instant, Chen Ping couldn't help feeling a little strange.

This woman has created all the conditions for him.

"kill!"

With a slash of anger on his face, Chen Ping jumped up, and two colorful giant swords derived from the sword array, one on the left and one on the right, clamped him to kill the Qilin corpse.

The vortex in his hand had already turned into traces of green tribulation lightning, wrapping the giant sword tightly.

The Prajna Tuling Whip is a powerful spiritual treasure.

The power of self-explosion is enough to make up for the gap between the sword of seizing the cauldron and the phantom of the colorful giant sword.

Sure enough, a group of bright red afterwave halos appeared on the unicorn's arm.

Although compared to the huge size of this corpse, the scope of the Lingbao's self-explosion is not worth mentioning.

But it also destroyed several scales on Qilin's arm in an instant.

Under the scales, there was a layer of raw flesh that smelled like corpses.

"it is good!"

Chen Ping's eyes lit up, and he slashed down fiercely with his huge sword on his arms.

The hardest scale armor has been broken, which is equivalent to opening a gap.

"Gold core ants, die!"

Under the severe pain of Qilin Corpse, he still chose to kill Feng Tianyu without thinking.

"cut!"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Feng Tianyu's mouth, and the red-spotted flying sword in front of his eyebrows turned into a scarlet scarlet, rushing into the sea of ​​consciousness of the human soul.

And he quickly crushed a gray talisman and slapped it on the forehead.

Circles of dark yellow halos scattered in all directions.

Feng Tianyu's skin was immediately covered by a layer of strange off-white sandstone, and his expression also froze, as if petrified.

　Thanks to Yanyang for the 4000 points, and thanks to Feng Nian for the 1500 points reward!

　
(End of this chapter)