"Chirp!"

The remains of the demon king were scattered everywhere, and a beetle like a big beetle chirped rapidly, darting from left to right.

Then, all those large monster corpses disappeared.

A second look revealed that it was actually a storage ring clamped in Da Hui's mouthparts.

Dahui Zhenren is diligent and thrifty!

Chen Ping, who had deployed the Tianwan Jue Sword Formation, was very satisfied.

He kept in mind the fundamental purpose of relieving Yanning City.

Otherwise, with the power of his swordsmanship, just two of the early fourth-level monsters would have been beaten into pieces.

This time it is just cut into several pieces.

Afterwards, high-grade silk thread is used to sew it up, which does not affect the quality of the puppet.

…

"Haw!"

After Dahui collected the body parts, he immediately grew in size and got into a fight with two peak fourth-level demon kings from the Bishui clan.

Since Chen Ping promised to use the golden elixirs in Yanning City to stop the fifth-level Demon Turtle and the Blue Water Demon King, he really couldn't break his promise unless there was a last resort.

However, Dahui has just been promoted to the Great Perfection, and his bloodline is not as good as that of the Blue Water Demon King.

If you don't use the ancient tree mark, you will probably be invincible.

"Chirp!"

A loud bird cry penetrated the clouds, and the Water Mysterious Dragon Eagle swooped down, its two heads majestic, and rushed towards a Golden Flame Brahma Lion.

There are four crystal clear bone finger cuffs on each of the two open claws.

Halfway through the escape, a layer of fuzzy water vapor rose up from the surface of the eight finger cots, and was covered with thick layers of crystal ice.

It turned around like eight iceberg awls, hitting the Golden Flame Brahma Lion.

"Roar!"

As the lion king roared wildly, his huge figure jumped to the side, as if trying to avoid it with the help of flexible steps.

However, the ice attribute energy emitted by the eight finger cots seems to have a limiting effect.

Forcibly solidifying it in place.

"Boom!"

The giant ice pick smashed down, the lion king howled in pain, and blood surged.

There were ferocious scratches half a foot wide all over his body.

The source of magical powers of monster beasts is also the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so they can naturally use magic weapons refined by humans.

Shui Xuan Dragon Eagle wounded the Lion King of the same level with one blow, relying on the set of psychic tools built for it by Sanjue Palace!

It is said that the Sanjue Palace took hundreds of years and used resources that could almost cultivate two golden elixirs, so that Longying had a magic weapon that was extremely suitable for him.

"Uncle Longying has really surrendered to Chen Ping."

Yi Yiyun, who had just flown out of the city, saw this scene, his eyes full of complexity.

He is a new generation of Jindan who has been cared for by Dragon Eagle since childhood.

I saw Dragon Eagle again after so many years. I missed him so much that I even forgot to change my name.

"You evil beast, this sect has worshiped you for thousands of years in vain."

Palace Master Ji Yuanshe's face suddenly turned cold, and murderous intent loomed in his heart.

We should have known that Long Ying would first belong to the Dan Sect and would eventually fall into the hands of Chen Ping. At the beginning, he would rather risk his longevity than chase him to death.

It's a pity that it's just a luxury now.

The late fourth-level Dragon Eagle's magical powers are no longer inferior to his.

Besides, beating a dog depends on the owner.

Once Chen Ping broke into the realm of the great monk, he pressed the fifth-level Sunda Turtle into the sword formation and was unable to move.

What kind of outrageous strength is this?

Among the local monks, except Liang Yingzhuo, who dared to compete with him.

Thinking of this, Ji Yuanshe couldn't help but shook his head and smiled sadly.

Shui Xuan Longying, who rebelled against the sect, probably won't be able to come back.

"kill!"

The extremely depressed Ji Yuanshe vented his anger on the monster.

He flew high into the sky and intercepted a late-stage fourth-level sea-swallowing thunder python.

"Damn human monk, he actually made the Python Lao San into a puppet!"

The eyes of the thunder python were staring in one direction without moving.

Yes, the thunder python that Chen Ping killed in the secret realm of the Giant Elephant King was a member of his same bloodline.

Then a strange scene occurred.

Whether it is the human race or the demon clan of Tianshou Island, they have all become Chen Ping's victims.

"Hiss!"

Seeing Ji Yuanshe take the initiative to ask for a beating, it immediately jumped into a rage, opened its mouth and spewed out a cloud of thunder that surged forward.

In just a short moment, Sheng Jinghuan, Wei Xueling, Xiao Zhengyan and other golden elixirs all fought against the demon king who was about the same strength as themselves.

The Yuan Dan who poured out from the city set up a combined attack formation and barely blocked the remaining fourth-level demon king.

And rely on the defense methods on the city wall to continue to contend with the beast tide.

Everyone's heart is like a bright mirror.

Whether Yanning City can be safe today depends on whether the battle at the ferry is won or lost.

If Senior Chen loses to Jin Guangxun Turtle in the end, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"You go and relieve those people."

Temporarily trapping the Turtle Queen, Chen Ping gave orders to the second-generation Qinghua Crystal Insect among the sea-swallowing thunder python puppets.

It's sad that people love him, but he has a lot of experience with Huang Shu.

This group of "domesticated" monks no longer have the concept of a human race in their subconscious mind.

The best destination is death and reincarnation begins again.

"Hiss!"

Under the control of the crystal worm, the thunder python puppet, which was comparable to the late fourth level, swung its tail and rushed into the favored camp.

When the two golden elixir favorites, a man and a woman, saw this, their expressions were all expressionless.

Of course, they were angry for the Thunder Python who had been reduced to a puppet.

…

After scanning the whole place with his spiritual consciousness, Chen Ping felt slightly reassured.

Depending on the situation, the human race will not be defeated in a short time.

Then, the pressure fell on his shoulders.

"The evil forces are besieging the city and killing my people. I and you will never give up."

Chen Ping's eyes turned red, and he transformed into ten thousand swords and merged into the Zhoutian Ten Thousand Jue Sword Formation.

Sword energy as thick as an arm struck across from the rolling clouds.

After the strengthening of the number of spiritual stones and spiritual swords, the power of the sword array has far exceeded that of forty years ago.

Almost every single sword thread can easily severely damage the fourth-level monster.

"Ouch!"

The Golden Sunda Turtle resisted the sword wire with the huge golden wave it stirred up, and was not injured at all.

But the giant turtle became even more irritable because of this.

A pair of eyes that were originally golden and tinged with green, gradually began to turn red.

"No, something is wrong."

Chen Ping frowned while directing more sword attacks.

I still remember that he suddenly realized that the world was in the realm of swords. It was because the monks suffered countless casualties and could not suppress the anger in their hearts that they reached that mysterious realm.

But why doesn't it work now?

The screams of the tribesmen could be heard endlessly, and the blood of the residual limbs flying in the sky dyed the sea red.

He was really angry and wanted to kill the instigator with one knife.

Pretend is probably just disguise, and it can never compare to a pure heart that is as blissful as a soul.

After smacking his lips in regret, Chen Ping's expression returned to calm.

He was not sure how long the Ten Thousand Jue Sword Formation could trap the Sunda Turtle.

But during this precious time, he did not intend to sit idly by.

With two finger seals, a four-color lotus bloomed like a jade flower.

Under such a beautiful appearance, there is an unquenchable ancient flame that even ordinary golden elixir monks are afraid of!

Huo He was suspended half an inch away from Chen Ping's palm, spinning slowly.

Then, he gave a sharp shout and pushed forward heavily with his palm.

Suddenly, the ancient flame flower

The petals bloomed, and a huge flame shot out across the sky.

Chen Ping had used the Sea Flame Tide Technique countless times in his previous life.

Instant activation is undoubtedly at your fingertips.

The flames rolled up like a tidal wave in the deep sea, and finally turned into thousands of fire dragon-like lights, covering the densest group of monsters.

"Wow!"

Everything within the impact range of the ancient flame was burned to ashes.

At least tens of thousands of first-level and hundreds of second-level monsters perished in an instant.

The pressure on the monks guarding the city wall suddenly dropped, and they all shouted in shock.

Master Haichang actually has such a wide range of lethality, which is comparable to the fire magic power of the Dan Realm.

If we release dozens of flowers at once, won’t the beast tide subside?

Chen Ping ignored this completely.

Unquenchable Ancient Flame does not consume much mana, and he can indeed cast the spell more than ten times in a row.

But the most powerful enemy right now is the fifth-level Turtle King.

Once his spiritual power is exhausted, he himself will be in deep danger.

"Young man from the human race, are you trying to trap this Turtle Emperor with just a broken sword array?"

Seeing Chen Ping massacre the demon sons and grandsons on a large scale in front of it, Xun Turtle couldn't help but become angry with shame.

As soon as he finished speaking, golden light flashed on his body, and a golden turtle silhouette, which was more than ten feet in size and had the same appearance as the main body, floated out.

With a slight movement of his limbs, bursts of bloody energy surged, piercing through a corner of the sword array.

The momentum was actually much more powerful than the previous metal spells cast on the seabed.

"Another innate magical power."

Chen Ping was shocked and quickly rearranged his layout to cover up the loopholes in the sword array.

The demon clan's understanding of autonomy is extremely poor.

The innate magical powers inherited from the ancient demons are the sharpest means of the demon clan today.

The stronger the bloodline, the greater the power of the innate magical power.

For example, Da Hui, who is only of the bloodline of the Sky Demon, has learned two innate magical powers that are almost incomparable to the upper-level spells of ordinary Xuanpin.

However, as a rare holy demon bloodline, Sunda Turtle's innate magical power obviously possesses the power of a lower-grade heavenly spell.

"Old Turtle wants to fight me tooth and nail."

As soon as Chen Ping's pupils condensed, the golden turtle phantom had found his position and hit him hard like a shooting star.

The Wanjue Sword Formation has the effect of concealing aura.

But the difference in spiritual consciousness between the two is quite obvious.

Therefore, the Turtle Emperor has been keeping a vague eye on his whereabouts.

During this period, he also tried to scare him with a fifth-level demon soul.

However, after realizing that the strength of Chen Ping's soul was not suppressed, he had no choice but to give up this plan.

His eyes narrowed coldly, Chen Ping raised his head and shouted loudly, flipping his two big hands slightly, and the immortal ancient flame appeared at the same time.

His two arms suddenly flashed with flames and grew several times in size out of thin air.

Then with one bend, all the sword threads condensed by the movement of the sword array were pinched into two giant colorful swords.

"puff"

"puff"

The next moment, he threw the giant sword suddenly as if it were a hidden weapon.

As soon as the two colorful swords were released, their buzzing sound increased several times, and at the same time, their auras became unpredictable and powerful.

The reason why Zhou Tianwanjue's sword thread can be manifested to this point is all because of the bonus of the fourth step of sword intent.

Under the urging of Jian Xin, the power of the sword formation increased by several levels.

"呲呲!"

The two swords smashed towards the phantom of the golden turtle.

When it was a hundred feet away, a harsh scream sounded in the nearby void, and circles of invisible fluctuations burst out.

A terrible feeling almost suffocating fell from the sky instantly.

The Turtle King was shocked, but he didn't really take it too seriously. He subconsciously swung his tail and hit Chen Ping together.

"Rumble"

The destructive roars continued one after another, and the fallen colorful sword was rolled up by the golden turtle's shadow. With two "pop" sounds, the aura was lowered, and the sword silk was torn and broken like scraps of paper.

However, the innate sword intent has been poured into the phantom.

"Bang!"

Then, this innate magical power followed the footsteps of the colorful sword and was instantly shattered and destroyed.

"The fifth-level creatures with weak attacks are as good as me."

For a moment, Chen Ping grinned happily.

This means that he can confidently compete head-on with Old Turtle.

"Boom!"

The Turtle King's Golden Tail drew out, and Chen Ping moved, trying to shoot out from one side to avoid the overhead attack.

But there seemed to be a strange demonic power mixed in the turtle's tail, which bound him fiercely.

Chen Ping's eyes showed a hint of shock, and in desperation, he could only bite his teeth and squeeze out a ball of blood.

A thick silver radiance instantly protected him.

Just in case, the divine consciousness communicated with the Cauldron Seizing Sword.

If the old turtle's physical strength exceeds expectations, he will not sit still and wait to die.

"boom!"

The turtle's tail, like a divine whip, whipped down with great force.

Chen Ping was hit hard, and the Nether Sea Soul Flame on the outside exploded, and pieces of flesh and blood flew everywhere.

However, he also used this to rebound to the corner of the sword array and became invisible again.

"Nascent Soul body?"

At this time, the Turtle Emperor was really shocked.

It weighs tens of millions of pounds.

The power of sweeping away with one tail will definitely increase.

It is impossible for a golden elixir-level physical body to withstand it.

But this human race caught it at the cost of minor injuries.

It made it begin to doubt the origin of the other party.

There are not many Nascent Soul practitioners in the huge Fancang Sea!

"Ahem..."

Chen Ping, who was wrapped in thousands of swords, looked pale and coughed up a few streaks of bloody phlegm.

Just as the Turtle King judged, he did suffer some minor injuries from the physical confrontation just now.

And he consumed a thousand drops of essence and blood.

After all, his true level of physical cultivation is the pinnacle of the golden elixir.

If it weren't for the amplification of the Nether Sea Soul Flame to the physical body, it would have been melted by the shock of the turtle tail.

After feeling the strength of Turtle King's body, Chen Ping was unwilling to confront him with his weak points.

The innate sword heart buzzed, and the sky for hundreds of miles was enveloped in mysterious seven-colored light.

Then, from the unusually bright and high sky, countless transparent sword auras of different lengths fell out like rain.

The small ones are only about a foot long, while the big ones are as long as a hundred feet long.

They all struck down at Xun Turtle's body with astonishing momentum.

The sound of sword energy dancing completely drowned out all the noise.

At the same time, a small transparent phoenix flew out of Chen Ping's nostrils.

This phoenix was extremely fast. It reached the Sunda Turtle's ear with a snap of its fingers, and opened its beak and let out a shrill roar.

A silent sonic attack rippled out.

The skill comes with the Phoenix Cry Qingming Technique.

After the four fires were unified, the power of this technique immediately doubled, and it also had some effect on fifth-level creatures.

Here, the Sunda Turtle calmly raised its claws and was about to scatter the Phoenix.

But I saw Chen Ping blowing the soul-crying flute again, and the red ghost face from before went straight to bite the turtle emperor's soul.

The endless process of casting spells without leaving any gaps made the Turtle King faintly feel worried.

When will the smoothness of Jindan monks reach this level?

Compare

Even the true Nascent Soul Dharma practitioners are not willing to give in too much.

The Turtle King roared and chose to deal with the soul attack first.

But it was also extremely alert, with its exposed limbs and turtle tail retracting inward.

All that was left was a mountain-like golden turtle shell.

At this time, the sonic attack of Feng Cry Qing Ming Technique spread hard toward his head.

The retracted head seemed to be under an illusion, slowing down by 90%.

"good chance!"

Chen Ping's eyes lit up, and the sword energy that was concentrated in the sky moved according to his heart, and all of it stabbed the top of the old turtle's skull.

He knew that the sword energy hitting the turtle shell would be innocuous.

Look for the big turtle's head and attack it to avoid hurting it.

"Pfft"

"Pfft"

The sound of rain hitting the banana trees is endless.

Tens of thousands of sword energy hit his head, and it was immediately shattered, leaving no trace of damage.

But the sword energy evolved from heaven and earth is endless.

Immediately, another batch of sword rays were aimed at a certain part and struck down hard.

After a breath, the old turtle's head was finally cut open, and the pure golden demon blood scattered wildly.

"This is the essence and blood of a fifth-level monster!"

Chen Ping, who was already ready, spread his thunder wings and sucked greedily.

Immediately absorb all the Turtle King's essence and blood into his abdomen, and seal it with magic power for later digestion.

"Ouch!"

Under the severe pain, the Turtle King, who had gotten rid of the influence of the Phoenix Cry Qingming Technique, regained consciousness, and his head suddenly tried to retract into the turtle shell.

"Where to run!"

Chen Ping drank anxiously, without caring about the loss of essence and blood, he directly stuck his hands and grabbed the turtle's big head, and dug his nails into the turtle's eyes to tear it apart.

With a crisp "click" sound, a turtle's right eye as big as a millstone was forcefully pulled out by him.

The old turtle's blood surged and he screamed in pain.

However, just when Chen Ping was about to attack the Turtle Emperor's left eye, his demon soul just defeated the red ghost face. With that endless indifference and hatred in his eyes, the turtle shell became extremely flexible and violently vibrated.

"Boom!"

Being hit by the golden turtle shell, Chen Ping's chest suddenly collapsed, his vision went dark, and his consciousness almost collapsed.

Fortunately, Taiyiyan's magical method automatically operated, and he regained some clarity like a gliding eagle, narrowly avoiding the oncoming turtle shell.

If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs.

Chen Ping paid the price of serious injury in exchange for a fifth-level turtle eye.

Of course, after the Turtle King's physical body became incomplete, his strength also dropped slightly by 10% or 20%.

Then, as soon as the storage ring was lit, the turtle eye that had been obtained disappeared immediately.

Seeing Chen Ping openly taking away important parts of his body like trophies, the Turtle Emperor was furious this time and could no longer calm down.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The golden turtle shell that surpassed the middle-grade spiritual treasure quickly rotated and hit the sword array with one blow.

Within half a breath, the sword energy inside was smashed to pieces.

Seeing that the Wanjue Sword Formation was in danger of being damaged, Chen Ping made a decisive decision and withdrew the sword formation with a single thought.

At the same time, a trace of physical pain flashed across his eyes.

Still half a step too late.

Under the Turtle King's crazy attack, he lost three low-grade psychic swords at once.

Moreover, without the restraint of the sword formation, this demon has almost no flaws.

The next battle will become more difficult.

However, in the eyes of cultivators and demons, this shocking battle at the ferry was not the case.

The bloody hole in the Turtle King's right eye is very heart-wrenching.

Although Chen Ping's injuries all over his body were not much better.

Both sides suffer losses on the scene!

But the Golden Sunda Turtle is a true fifth-order early stage demon.

And that human race is just the peak of the Golden Core.

It’s self-evident what it represents.

After the golden elixir, it is almost impossible for human monks to be undefeated in battles across great realms in the barren archipelago cultivation world.

…

"The sky has changed..."

Ji Yuanshe lost consciousness for a while and barely resisted the attacking demon king.

After today's World War I, unless Chen Ping falls, the pattern of the four sects dominating the archipelago in the Inland Sea will forever become history.

One Liang Yingzhuo was not enough, so another more ruthless Chen Ping appeared.

The always conceited Hall Master Ji was severely beaten.

The two evil cultivators of Jindan were also frightened when they saw it.

He secretly decided not to offend Chen Ping.

"If I had been more proactive back then, would the results have changed?"

Wei Xueling's beautiful eyes were filled with brilliant colors, and her cheeks had a hint of red.

As for the rest of the cultivators, they were shouting wildly one after another.

The clarion call for counterattack was sounded.

But little did they know that Chen Dazhen, whom they regarded as the Nascent Soul, was already trapped in a bitter battle.

…

"Senior Turtle King, I have no intention of being your enemy. Why don't you retreat alone? I will help you deal with the demon swarms accumulated on the Heavenly Beast Island."

As his figure jumped, Chen Ping said respectfully.

Of course, this is the sound transmission of mana being twisted into threads.

Such embarrassing and demoralizing words are not suitable for practitioners to hear.

Until this moment, Chen Ping found that he had underestimated the strength of fifth-level creatures.

Although he relied on his huge advantage in physical skills to avoid the Turtle King's attacks time and time again.

But this demon's spell is almost instantaneous, faster than his escape technique.

Even though he dodged carefully, he still got hit a few times.

In addition, the consumption of mana is also the weakest point in his confidence when facing the fifth level.

Even the best fire spirit stone was crushed into three pieces.

"Shut up, you are just being treated like a pet, even this emperor will despise you."

The consciousness of Jin Guangxun Turtle is still full of anger.

His right eye was taken away, and it has made Chen Ping his life and death enemy.

How can it be deceived by sweet words?

Moreover, if this guy is immortal, how will its prestige remain?

Call a Jindan human to injure him, and if the news reaches the barren mountains, the ridicule of the demon emperors will make him unable to lift his noble head for the rest of his life.

"Old turtle, you are really a stubborn idiot!"

Seeing the Turtle King attacking him more fiercely, Chen Ping's face darkened and he quickly glanced around.

The confrontation between the beast tide and Yanning City is inseparable.

The situation will be fine for a while.

As for the high-level battlefield, the two sides also suffered losses from each other.

The weakest ones, Sheng Jinghuan and Yi Yiyun, were both seriously injured and faced the threat of death.

The thunder python puppet killed a golden elixir pet.

Shui Xuan Longying simply captured the Lion King and put his body into the storage ring.

And he spread his wings and flew toward a mid-level fourth-level giant elephant king.

"This guy……"

When Chen Ping looked at Da Hui, his calm heart trembled slightly.

I saw that when Da Hui was fighting with two members of the same level from the Bishui clan, he still managed to get away and kill two mid-stage demon kings.

As a result, he was scarred and about to lose his ability to fight.

Help the master collect raw materials for high-level puppets!

With firm belief, Da Hui withstood the physical impact of the Blue Water Demon King, and then bit a giant elephant king.

"The puppet is not as important as you, Big Gray, don't act like this."

With a sigh in his heart, Chen Ping sent a message to him.

Dahui can understand his feelings

.

After all, it is a spiritual beast raised by one hand.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, the environment around Chen Ping changed.

The golden light slowly descended from the sky.

It was as if I had suddenly transformed from a ferry to a magical place.

Both his body and his magic power were suppressed by an inexplicable force.

No need to think too much, this must be the Demon Realm magical power of the Turtle King.

It is an extremely difficult trump card to crack when used against low-level monks.

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes and fell lightly to the ground.

At this moment, his temper was also provoked by this old turtle.

If the Turtle King does not retreat, he will not be able to collect materials with peace of mind.

Now, a road of no return lies ahead.

Draw out the Thunder Sword, and then use the Coral Technique to destroy the turtle.

After killing everyone, take the loot and enter the black sand sea again.

His magical powers are not what they used to be.

If you go out to sea from the passage of Tianju Island, your life will not necessarily be in danger.

But in this way, everything in the archipelago has nothing to do with him for the time being.

Sixth-level ore, Concubine Shu Mu, Pingyun Sect, human forces...

Even the friendship established with the Jindan cultivators will immediately collapse.

…

Yanning City, under a huge building like a tall tower.

This tower towers into the clouds and is magnificent.

A hundred feet below the tower, a white teleportation array covering an area of ​​several acres was quietly built there.

Just when Chen Ping was struggling, a white light lit up in the magic circle.

A male cultivator who was about forty years old and carrying a sword appeared there.

"I hope I'm not too late."

The male cultivator carrying the sword showed eagerness on his face, and the huge power of spiritual consciousness spread out instantly, extending all the way to the ferry.

"Fellow Daoist Chen is here too?"

The male cultivator suddenly became happy and quickly turned into a beam of sword light and escaped from the teleportation hall.

…

"Old turtle, you are looking for death!"

Chen Ping's face was full of anger, and he was dodging left and right in the demon realm released by the Turtle King.

This demonic realm is filled with metallic demonic power.

No matter how fast he was, he could not escape the pursuit.

After a while, there were several bloody holes on his limbs and chest.

After blocking a golden hammer, Chen Ping's eyes turned cold and he pressed his palm on his abdomen.

However, his movements stopped abruptly in an instant.

"Why did Liang Zhenjun come to support you in advance?"

Chen Ping's heart moved, and he quickly put down his arm and looked at Yanning City.

The Turtle King also sensed this and immediately stopped attacking, taking on the defensive position of holding a turtle shell against the sky.

"call!"

"call!"

A violent hurricane suddenly blew up, and a fierce aura emerged out of thin air in Yanning City.

Immediately afterwards, a spiritual sword that was three feet long and as wide as a finger, and its entire body was like glass, came flying towards him.

Wherever this sword passed, whether it was the corpses of monsters or seawater sand and gravel, everything turned into a transparent sword energy.

Blue water sky sword!

Chen Ping raised his eyebrows and then smiled slightly.

It seems that after Liang Yingzhuo got pregnant, she has regained her place with Zhao Xie.

"In the past, you and I lit up our swords in front of the battle, intending to kill the dragon corpse, but our Taoist friends from outside the sea intervened, and nothing happened."

"Today is another great opportunity. Liang shamelessly invites Fellow Daoist Chen to practice swordsmanship again and kill this beast with the fourth step of swordsmanship!"

The clear sound came from the clear water and sky, revealing a grace like a drunken jade and a decaying mountain.

"This junior is lucky enough to have the swords of the true king, so happy!"

Chen Ping came up with a few ancient words, and it seemed as if a fire was burning fiercely in his chest.

The innate sword heart was also greatly affected, blooming with an extremely deep gray light.

He and Liang Yingzhuo are indeed not the same person.

But it does not hinder the resonance and mutual admiration in the way of swordsmanship.

"Liang Zhenjun, this junior has created his own heavenly swordsmanship, called Jianyi!"

After reporting the move honestly like an ordinary swordsman, Chen Ping slapped it with a palm and withdrew the Cauldron Seizing Sword from his body.

He knew that he might only have one chance to kill the turtle demon.

"Boom!"

The Cauldron Seizing Sword made an aimless stroke, and the Qi moved with the sword.

A brilliant arc appeared across the sky, like a star falling from the sky, shrinking the Demon Realm at once.

The Cauldron Seizing Sword is a middle-grade spiritual treasure.

It is a lightning-attributed spiritual sword that is extremely capable of killing.

Using this sword to perform the sword technique is completely the pinnacle of Chen Ping's skills.

"My talent is far inferior to yours, and I have not created my own heaven-grade technique. This reversal of the universe is inherited from the Wuxiang Formation Sect. It is a heaven-grade sword style given by Shu Zhenjun. It is after I have understood this method that I can completely

We have entered the fourth realm!"

Liang Yingzhuo smiled cheerfully, and the Azure Water Sky Sword split into three handles.

Then, it started to spin like a whirlpool in the deep sea.

The faint breath pouring out of the vortex was enough to make Chen Ping fearful.

"kill!"

The two of them shouted in tacit agreement, and at the same time they struck the Golden Sunda Turtle with their swords.

The latter also showed great respect to the two fourth-step sword cultivators.

All limbs and head were retracted.

A giant palace-like turtle shell stood on the spot.

Circles of golden and weird monster writing appeared on it.

"Boom!"

The sword move imprisoned the Turtle King, and the dense sword energy crazily crushed the demon text.

The deep-sea vortex triggered by the Blue Water Sky Sword suddenly broke through the demon realm and hit the turtle shell.

In an instant, the dazzling golden demonic writing was annihilated.

The Turtle King's body was severely slashed by two spiritual swords!

"Click"

The sound was like the sound of broken porcelain amplified a hundred times.

For the first time, bloody seams several feet deep appeared on the extremely hard turtle shell.

Through the gaps in the bones, you can even see the turtle emperor's internal organs and meridians!

"Ouch!"

The Turtle King roared into the sky, trying to break through Jian Yi's blockade.

However, after a long absence of success, a trace of determination burst out from the turtle's eyes.

"Snapped!"

The pieces of turtle shell that had not yet completely split exploded by themselves, and the huge shock wave immediately sent the two spiritual swords flying far away.

Meanwhile, the Turtle Emperor's feet appeared in demonic clouds, and he fled for hundreds of miles, and was about to disappear within the scope of his spiritual consciousness.

"Chase!"

Chen Ping showed a ruthless expression, suppressed his injuries, and raised the Cauldron Sword to kill him.

However, the next moment his body suddenly froze.

Looking back, Liang Yingzhuo, who was supposed to be chasing the Turtle Emperor with him, was standing in the void with bitter eyes, and the pain on his face was shocking.

"Liang Zhenjun, is it okay with you?"

Chen Ping's heart trembled and he said worriedly.

"Not long after Liang was severely injured by the ghost clone, he suppressed his injuries and used sword skills. He was already on the verge of death."

Liang Yingzhuo spoke calmly, his hoarse voice filled with great helplessness.

The best time to kill the Turtle King is now!

It's a pity that if he uses his magic power again, his physical body and Nascent Soul will be defeated by themselves before he can catch up.

After hearing this, Chen Ping flew back extremely unwillingly.

After controlling the Cauldron Sword, his condition was only 20% of its peak.
Chapter completed!