The longevity of the evil clan is about twice as long as that of the human clan.

Even though King Ersuo has lived for more than three thousand years, he still knows nothing about the secrets of more than two hundred thousand years ago.

The Evil Suo tribe was supposed to be a unique race that would shine in the world of cultivation.

However, in order to target the Taiyi Immortal Sect that possesses Taiyiyan Divine Law, Lei Palace actually imprisoned them in the treasure territory for hundreds of thousands of years, unable to be born again.

Its fear and hatred of the Soul Thunder Palace are a continuation imprinted in its blood.

"充!"

The evil king roared again and again to express his indignation.

"You will live without rest in this world if your lifespan is less than 10,000 years, but I have been sealed for 200,000 years. One breath is held for a hundred years, and one gaze has passed a thousand years. If there is less reincarnation, I would rather enter the reincarnation."

The spiritual springs are tinkling, and the monstrous waterfalls are rushing down, as if they are venting their dissatisfaction. .??.??

Her true body, her heels and feet are seventh-level spiritual beings, but in terms of strength, they have barely reached the early stage of divine transformation.

Otherwise, the age-old restrictions imposed by Lei Palace would not be able to restrain her freedom at all.

This is how spiritual beings attain enlightenment.

The passage of time does not allow them to develop magical powers like most races.

Many senior spiritual beings who have survived for millions of years and just sit and watch the rebirth and destruction of an era will find it difficult to achieve strength beyond the sixth level.

"充!"

The true expression of His Majesty's Majesty made King Ersuo tremble and bow down.

In the Jizu Treasure Territory, the most noble thing is not the evil emperor who is infinitely close to the sixth level, but the true form of the spiritual spring that can cultivate and irrigate high-level spiritual flowers and spiritual grass.

"Go and bring the heir to Lei Palace. I want to talk to him personally."

The beautiful and moving sound of the spiritual spring sounded again.

After hearing this, King Ersuo had a difficult thought.

"You tell him that there is an inheritance of a precious soul method in this dimension. With the greedy nature of the human race, he will obediently follow you."

After half a breath of silence, Lingquan ordered.

Once, in order to crack the Taiyi Sect's divine soul method, Lingxin Lei Palace set up an ambush and killed an elder of Taiyi, thus obtaining the Taiyi Yan divine method.

The technique is not complete, only the first few levels.

But attracting a Nascent Soul in the early stage must be extremely simple.

Then, the green and purple waterfall bloomed with aura, the water spring in the center branched to both sides, and a ten-foot-long green bamboo slowly descended towards the evil king.

"No. 2 Blue Tribulation Thunder Bamboo, the year of planting is nine thousand."

A line of hazy fonts is carved on the side of the bamboo body.

Upon seeing this, King Ersuo immediately abandoned the spiritual grass and merged into the green bamboo.

Generally, it takes a long time to understand when changing the visualization of spiritual objects.

But its previous major treasure was the Blue Tribulation Thunder Bamboo.

This time, his magical power not only returned to its peak, but also increased significantly.

Because the previous Thunder Bamboo was not as good as this one.

"Bring him here, and this bamboo will be completely yours. Remember, the news that the descendant of the Thunder Palace has appeared in the treasure territory is not allowed to be conveyed to the emperor of your clan for the time being."

Lingquan's voice gradually became deeper and deeper.

After the evil king knelt down devoutly, he got into a space node.

After a while, the huge space fell silent.

…

Two days and two nights later.

After flying more than 100,000 miles in the native space, Chen Ping turned a blind eye to the few fights he encountered along the way and only rushed to the canyon area that True Lord Ghost Crow mentioned.

When there were almost three thousand miles left, the sword light suddenly stopped.

Two gray vortexes were constantly rotating in the pupils.

Under the scanning of the spiritual eye, things in the extreme distance become unusually clear.

Loud roars of "bang", "bang" and "rumbling" could be heard faintly.

The place where all the movement and movement gathered was a valley soaring into the clouds.

More than a dozen monks swung their magic weapons and supernatural powers towards the front.

"Haha, it's better to come early than to come by chance."

After staring for a few times, Chen Ping rubbed his hands excitedly.

After a month, the restrictions around the canyon have not been eradicated, which is really great news.

Gu Nanshuang secretly glanced at the ancestor, but stopped talking.

"Why, what advice does Nan Shuang have?"

Turning around to look, Chen Ping said doubtfully.

"The ancestor has defeated this junior, I just feel that..."

Gu Nanshuang's heart froze and hesitantly said: "Senior Pei Tianao's magical power is second only to a few Nascent Soul monks. Will there be any trouble if we intervene midway?"

Hearing this, Chen Ping raised his eyebrows.

I dare to fall in love with this woman because she feels that his level is not worthy of participating in the treasure distribution.

If you think about it carefully, Gu Nanshuang's worries are not unreasonable.

In the eyes of others, he is just a powerful and powerful person in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

If you encounter the mid-term Nascent Soul, you may be able to compete evenly with one or two.

But facing the fourth step of great sword cultivation in the later stage of Nascent Soul, I'm afraid I won't be able to fight back.

Moreover, Pei Tianao was publicly humiliated because of Pei Yan, and his relationship with the Wu Nian Sect was already riddled with holes.

"The only thing I can do is sacrifice you then, and the swordsman will not be indifferent to women."

With a slight twist on Gu Nanshuang's figure, Chen Ping joked with a strange smile.

"ah!"

Gu Nanshuang bit her lip in pain and embarrassment, and the place where she was pinched suddenly became big and small.

At the same time, she gained a deeper understanding of the dissolute behavior of her ancestors.

She wanted to use her ancestor's rise to power to obtain the resources to break through to the Nascent Soul realm.

But she would not dare to seduce a swordsman who had a feud with the sect.

"Just kidding, ancestor, I would not hesitate to die, so what are you afraid of?"

Of course, Chen Ping had no intention of showing off his strength, and then he sent a serious message to discuss a few words with Gu Nanshuang.

…

"In three or five days at most, we can eliminate the natural restrictions here."

On the edge of the canyon, a dark and fat male cultivator said cheerfully.

He waved a five-color fan in his hand.

Every dance can generate several huge rocks, slamming into the restriction ahead.

"This natal spirit fan of Fellow Daoist Lu was refined recently. Xun remembered that five true feathers of the Crystal Brocade appeared at an auction sixty years ago. It seems that Fellow Daoist Lu was the one who bought the true feathers at a high price that day.

"

The conversationalist was a man in red clothes a hundred feet away, with unusually handsome features.

He also held a dark purple thunder bead.

With a random flick, there was a thunderbolt and a purple arc shot out.

As soon as Fang touched the restriction, he immediately sank into it and disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, a circle of restrictions was strangely wiped out on the other side of the light curtain.

"In order to take the five true feathers of the crystal brocade bird and collect dozens of auxiliary materials, Lv Mou spent hundreds of years of accumulation. Fortunately, he successfully created a top-grade spiritual treasure. Otherwise, Lv Mou would have used

I feel like I’m banging my head against the mountain.”

The fat black male cultivator swung the colorful fan in his hand, with a flash of amusement in his eyes.

He, Lu Ming, was originally a monk with the lowest magical power in the Nascent Soul Realm.

But since refining this spiritual treasure that is extremely suitable for the practice, there has been some gap between it and the ordinary Nascent Soul in the early stage.

Even Xun Qingyu, who is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, dares to have a chat as an equal.
To be continued...