"Monks like me must focus on life-saving magical powers."

Chen Ping slowly moved his eyes and looked at the Starry Sky Technique, which was close at hand.

I relied on this technique to pull chestnuts out of the fire several times.

The starry sky spell on the third level is occasionally interrupted by the rules of high-level creatures.

Further practice is imminent.

Since he is obsessed with the fragments of the Alchemy Picture, he must not be able to escape slower than Old Monster Xu.

Otherwise, you are just worthy of following this person in vain.

"Thirty pieces of sixth-level ore should be enough, I hope you don't need to use seventh-level ore." ??

Chen Ping asked himself uncertainly.

The exchange price of Starry Sky Technique is several times that of other treasure techniques!

And the amount of ore is not clear.

He just based on the rules of the previous layers and estimated that there were thirty sixth-level ores.

Maybe less, maybe more.

As for the sixth-level ore...

In a corner of the golden bead space, there are densely packed mineral essences of various colors floating.

A whole fifty-nine yuan!

Feng Tianyu invited all the tribes in Fancang to participate in the trade fair and eradicated several demon cultivating sects and alien forces in the central sea area, as well as the giant spirit Cang Huang in the Great Change Realm, all of which contributed a lot.

Originally it was much more than that.

But when making the magic weapon to overcome the tribulation, part of it was consumed by Pu Lingzun, the great master of weapon refining.

Apart from being a little resentful, Chen Ping didn't have much murderous intention.

Ever since he set out on the road, he has shown great respect for craftsmen.

For one thing, he himself is a master of the Puppet Way. Is it too much to compare his feelings with his own and earn resources without conscience?

Moreover, many of the heaven-reaching spiritual treasures of the Zhoutian Ten Thousand Jue Sword Formation have to rely on fellow Daoist Pu to work hard to refine them.

After the two got close, if the person named Pu didn't give me a cost price, it would be a big problem with his character.

…

After sacrificing thirty-four pieces of sixth-level ore in a row, Chen Ping finally got a Wutong Tianye.

The fourth level of the close-by starry sky!

At the same time, what worries him is that the starry sky technique on the next level is no longer effective with sixth-level ore.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Ping slowly walked to the ground cover of Shuangxiu Baoyu.

He has always had doubts about the exchange value of various treasures in the golden beads.

I can’t figure out the rules at all!

Some treasures that he thought were precious were actually very cheap.

And some things simply don't live up to their own value.

In layman's terms, there is no standard definition.

For example, the two thousand rays of yin and yang black and yellow energy in the Shuangxiu Baoyu actually need to be exchanged for four pieces of seventh-level ore.

The rules of yin and yang mastered by the great fox demon Qingqiu Youyou can be condensed in more than twenty years.

"Could it be..."

An idea flashed in Chen Ping's mind, and he recalled the scene where he spent resources wildly in the Four Yuan Heaven after becoming a new spiritual master.

Although they are not valuable individually, their combined value exceeds the net worth of an early Nascent Soul monk!

But he didn't care at all.

For some resources that are just too troublesome to exchange for spiritual stones, you can just do whatever you want.

According to this idea, treasure methods, Kun's fins, imitations of world-opening treasures, and even clones of eighth-level materials.

In the eyes of the former golden bead weapon spirit, is it also a piece of junk that is not worth mentioning?

If they are all regarded as junk items, why bother distinguishing the value of them one by one?

"The Golden Pearl may surpass the world-opening treasure. It has the qualification to despise things below the ninth level."

After sighing at the smell of wine and meat and the freezing to death, Chen Ping's thoughts retreated from Jinzhu.

He has always had a guess that needs to be confirmed first.

…

"My soul path has been transformed, and the intensity of my magical powers has increased dramatically. This proves that the gap between the rules is like a sea of ​​stars and a stream."

Twisting a dark yellow light spot the size of a rice grain in his hand, Chen Ping's eyes narrowed.

This is a ray of black and yellow energy refined by Qingqiu Youyou using the rules of yin and yang.

Is this different from the Xuanhuang Qi obtained by cultivating the treasure technique?

Can't tell from the surface.

After thinking for a while, Chen Ping opened his mouth slightly and forced the dark yellow light point into his spiritual root.

After a few breaths, he frowned.

His consciousness only permanently increased by less than half a foot.

really!

Qingqiu Youyou does not have the yin and yang rules of Yiyi, so the effect is not good.

The yin and yang black and yellow energy produced by Xuannv's Dianfeng Gong is probably the effect of a castration.

"It seems that when you reach the realm of becoming a god or even higher, the transformation of rules is the most important thing."

After pondering for a long time, Chen Ping concluded.

The three-legged peacock in the blood, it is suspected that the eighth-level creature is only in the second metamorphosis of its soul!

What a concept.

It is several times more difficult to reach a larger realm!

You must know that the three-legged peacock is a natural master of the soul path just like the ghost sky bird.

Comparing the spiritual roots of the Pseudo-Taiyi is absolutely certain.

…

Golden Pearl Space.

Chen Ping stood for a long time, and then eliminated the formation-breaking immortal thunder method.

Two pieces of seventh-level ore are not much.

But he suspected that the final level of the Immortal Thunder Technique might no longer be able to be carried by ordinary thunder-attributed heaven-reaching spiritual treasures.

"The quality of this Thunder Seal Drum is average. Boy Chen, you have to be careful with your performance. If it exceeds the limit and self-destructs in your body, I will not be responsible."

These were the exact words of Pu Lingzun's warning after the Tongtian Lingbao was born that day.

Chen Ping took this into consideration.

"With my current puppet refining ability, it is very difficult to deal with the eighth-level Immortal Lotus Root."

Immediately afterwards, he gave up the Daozi clone.

"Supernatural power is the foundation, and auxiliary items such as magic weapons can suppress it later."

Immediately, Chen Ping removed the imitation of the Dutian Coral Seal.

After wandering around for a moment in the Taiyiyan Divine Technique and the Double Cultivation Treasure and Jade, he stretched out his hand and struck the ground cover with the essence of the ore.

…

At this moment, the Jade Sea is thousands of miles away from Tianyan Continent.

The western border of Fancang Sea Area.

The blue formation in the center of Wuxiang Island is dazzling, as if a spiritual light like a blazing sun is flowing indefinitely.

This array covers half of the island, and its entire body is made of pieces of ice crystal jade.

Each piece of jade is engraved with colorful runes.

More than a dozen formation masters, including Ke Yi, Du Qinyi, Feng Wandai, and others sat solemnly at the center of the formation, and kept pouring mana and curse seals into the formation.

This is the only six-level formation inherited by the sect, and it is very prestigious.

He once chopped into pieces the body of a sixth-level old demon king.

But even such a powerful defensive force is crumbling under the attack of the green magic fire in the sky, and is in danger.

The outermost ordinary restrictions have already melted and collapsed.

The spiritual light shot through the sky endlessly, and the ground collapsed and trembled endlessly.

In front of the main palace of Wuxiang Mountain.

A short boy in green robe stared upward.

In the terrifying demonic fire that attacked the formation sect, there were only two figures.

However, just these two people are enough to bring disaster to the Wuxiang Formation Sect!

"The cause and effect at the beginning has been confirmed today hundreds of years later."

Jin Zong

The ancestor Xu Daoqing had no expression on his face, and there was no wave in his eyes.

Back then, Jie Lingzun was intercepted and killed by a mid-sixth-level immortal on his way back to the central sea area.

Fleeed to Zhenzong and begged for protection.

He joined forces with Chen Ping and Feng Tianyu to defeat the powerful immortals, and they formed a feud from then on.

The past few hundred years have been peaceful, and Xu Daoqing thought the crisis was over.

But unexpectedly, the danger of life and death still came.

If it weren't for the weapon spirit in the Tongtian Lingbao to warn him and activate the sixth-level formation in time, all life in the mountain would have been wiped out.

However, formation defense cannot protect him for long.

From a high position, the two of them looked down at Wuxiang Island indifferently.

Immortal Taoist, powerful Immortal, mid-sixth level!

Those who wear the two-color Bagua Taoist robe are human monks, and their realm is also in the middle stage of divine transformation.

The two sixth-level eyes were cold and cold, and the creatures in the mountain, including Xu Daoqing who was in the early stage of becoming a god, seemed to be disdainful in their eyes.

"The great power of Taiyi Immortal Sect!"

Xu Daoqing's mouth was bitter.

It seems that the mastermind behind the pursuit of Jie Lingzun of Yuanshi Jiange was none other than the largest sect of the Central Sea Human Race, Taiyi Xian Sect!

"Ancestor, Senior Sister Shu, Senior Sister Shen, and several true successors have all been teleported away safely."

Elder Du Qinyi came to report.

Hearing this, Xu Daoqing nodded lightly.

The only good thing is that he listened to Chen Ping's advice before leaving and opened a long-distance random teleportation array within the formation sect at any time.

At least some of the sect's fires can be saved.

"Master Nephew Du, you can go too. After you escape, you can remain anonymous. Don't think about revenge."

Xu Daoqing commanded lightly.

This nephew of Master Du was trapped at the peak of the Golden Core and almost passed away. It was extremely difficult to break through the Nascent Soul.

His talent in formations is quite impressive, and he is one of the inheritors of the Taoist tradition in Xu Daoqing's mind.

"Report to the ancestor!"

Du Qinyi knelt down on one knee and said: "The frequent activation of the long-distance teleportation array has exhausted the treasure trove and the top-quality spiritual stones given by the ancestors."

"My nephew can't leave."

"My nephew doesn't want to leave either!"

Xu Daoqing helped him up and patted his shoulder without saying a word.

Du Qinyi went down the mountain and returned to the formation.

Several senior brothers smiled at him.

"I'm suddenly very hungry!"

Nascent Soul Feng Wandai touched his chin and said: "Junior brothers, although Junior Sister Shu has taken some of the precious fruits away from the medicine garden, most of them are still left. Why don't you roll them up to satisfy your greed?"

"What Senior Brother Feng said is very wonderful, we can't take advantage of others at this time!"

Du Qinyi, Ke Yi and other cultivators all agreed.

The power of the formation immediately poured into the mountains.

In a short while, a bunch of cherished fifth-level and sixth-level spiritual grasses and flowers flew into the formation.

Even half of them are not yet mature.

"Haha, I'm not afraid of the jokes of my junior brothers. I, Lao Feng, have been coveting this sixth-level red fruit for a long time, but my ancestor rejected it on the grounds that it's not yet ripe."

Feng Wandai picked off the small green fruits one by one, put them in his mouth and chewed them.

"sweet!"

The potion wore off and he laughed wildly.

"Boom!"

The next moment, under the bombardment of a hundred-mile-long five-clawed green dragon, the sixth-level formation was shattered inch by inch.

The formation flags were placed everywhere, and the formation disks burst into nothingness at the same time.

The "Guardian Saint" of the Jin Sect was destroyed.

"Reunion and reunion."

"Have a good trip, fellow juniors!"

Several formation sect Yuanyings looked at each other and smiled, then stood up in unison with their heads held high.

They are like standing sculptures, their souls are gone.

After the powerful spells of the immortal tribe defeated the formation, they scattered the souls of the cultivators.

…

Hilltop palace.

"Little friend Liang, you..."

Xu Daoqing turned his head and frowned.

Not far from him, a monk in white robes and a sword on his back stood calmly and upright.

The snow-white gown is unstained.

The jade sword behind him shines brightly.

Liang Yingzhuo is now the leader of the Yuanyan Alliance.

For Chen Ping's sake, he specifically asked Master Nephew Du to arrange for this person to escape first.

Unexpectedly, this stubborn sword cultivator did not teleport away.

"The younger generation will guard Wuxiang on behalf of the leader Chen, and is willing to share the same relatives with the elders and die with the noble clan."

Liang Yingzhuo looked calm and spoke word by word.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sword energy containing the will of his heart came straight up, enveloping his figure.

"Noble Zong?"

Xu Daoqing shook his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Master Nephew Liang, you are out of sight."

"Boom!"

At this moment, loud roars continued, and the last few formations fell apart.

Everything in the mountains is exposed.

…

"Haha, what I hate most in my life is swordsmanship!"

The Taoist wearing a two-color Bagua robe swept his hands coldly, then waved and raised his hand.

A black and white vortex that blocks out the sky and the sun takes shape in an instant, exuding holy brilliance.

With another flash, it disappeared directly into Liang Yingzhuo's body.

"The sword's will lasts forever!"

Liang Yingzhuo let out a long roar, and wherever the black and white vortex sank into it, there was a hazy light, merging his body with the void.

As soon as the boundless sword energy in the sky touched the two transformed gods, it immediately turned into dots of light arrows that disappeared forever.

Xu Daoqing did not rescue him, nor did he take the opportunity to escape.

With only a few years left in his life, he never thought of abandoning the sect.

What makes it sad and ridiculous is that the Wuxiang Formation Sect survived the beast tide and repelled the demon emperor, but was ultimately cut off from the powerful hands of the human race.

"die!"

The old immortal man pressed his palms, and the five-clawed green dragon, which was originally just a faint shadow, suddenly appeared with countless blood streaks in its body, intertwining violently.

In just one breath, a terrifying aura surged out from the Wuxiang Island.

The Qinglong Demonic Claw raised its claws and aimed at Xu Daoqing to grab Xu Daoqing thickly.

The shields were shattered layer by layer.

Xu Daoqing's face turned pale and he was thrown into the ruins of a collapsed palace.

"Xu escorted his Taoist companion away. With his character, after the murder weapon is completed, he should pursue it to the end and make the Taiyi Immortal Sect and the Immortal Clan pay for it with blood!"

"That boy Feng Tianyu also became a mortal and has not returned for nearly two hundred years..."

"Although Xu is sorry for the ancestors of all generations, the Wuxiang Formation Sect will never be destroyed!"

Xu Daoqing laughed loudly.

The pointed cone flashing with golden light suddenly rose sharply and rushed towards the five-clawed green dragon to kill it.

"It's just a weak early stage of divine transformation."

Seeing that his fellow immortals easily suppressed their opponents, Taoist Bagua sank indifferently.

A vast black and white wheel instantly submerged the Wuxiang Mountains.

…

"Boom!"

Soon, a shock wave surged from the top of the mountain.

All the buildings and mountains and forests in the upper part were blown away and completely destroyed.

"He blew himself up?"

After Bagua Taoist casually melted hundreds of disciples of the Formation Sect, his consciousness spiraled over.

"Unfortunately, the soul-path-to-heaven spiritual treasure that this person attacked me with back then is not with him."

The immortal old man walked out of the messy space unscathed.

"This small sect has just passed away a group of disciples, and there are very few resources in the treasure house."

When silence returned to the huge Wuxiang Island, Bagua Taoist and his fellow immortals reunited.

Neither of them looked down upon ordinary things.

However, Tongtian Lingbao is still very attractive. ??

Unfortunately, the leader of the Formation Sect has already distributed the treasures to his disciples.

"One is a Taiyi spiritual root and the other is a bitter spiritual root. The two who will suffer the most are still alive."

The immortal old man's eyes were cold and he said with a slight fear.

"In front of my Taiyi Immortal Sect, even the special spiritual roots can't make waves!"

With a sneer, the Bagua Taoist said: "However, it would be better to kill it in advance."

"It took such a huge price to invite the Diaolong Demon Emperor to defend the Master of the Jiange Pavilion. The resources in this small sea area can just replenish half of it."

"The remnants of the Wuxiang Formation Sect will be left to this sect to take care of. You don't need to worry about it, fellow Taoist!"

After hearing this, the old immortal man nodded slightly.

He was invited to go to the Haoyu Sea to participate in the war. After a few hundred years, it was time to return to the clan to take a look.

"Those arrogant sword cultivators really think they can defeat our coalition on their own?"

The Bagua Taoist snorted coldly and left the Wuxiang Sea in a few flashes.

…

Within a few years.

News of the demise of the Wuxiang Array Sect spread throughout the Fancang Sea.

As the formation sect has been the largest force in the human race for ten thousand years, this incident is undoubtedly bad news.

For a time, all the Fancang monks were in danger and gloomy.

Yuanyan Islands.

Several new towns were built among the ruins of Fuyou City that was destroyed hundreds of years ago.

Don't question the human race's ability to reproduce.

No matter how harsh the environment is, as long as it is not a desperate situation, the human race will take root and sprout like the powerful weeds.

In a restaurant opened by a mortal.

A young man with handsome features was sitting alone at a table, having already finished dozens of wine jars beside him.

The waiter and manager didn't dare to talk to persuade him to leave.

After two days and two nights of drinking, this young man is obviously an immortal master!

What's more, a few spiritual stones thrown around by others are enough to take down the entire small shop.

Until the tenth day.

Young people are still drinking one cup after another.

The restaurant manager gritted his teeth and informed the Immortal Master of Fuyou Town.

A great figure in the foundation building period.

But after the guarding immortal master took a look, he hurriedly left with a chill.

On the twentieth day, a ray of light descended from the sky.

Revealing an old man with a white beard.

I heard that this person is the Master who guards the Immortal Master, a terrestrial god-like Yuandan Power!

Something horrifying happened.

"Sang Jingyao, the first cultivator in Fuyou Sea Area, pays homage to the senior."

As soon as the old Taoist stepped into the restaurant, he immediately fell to the ground in fear and was trembling continuously.

"Have the Yuanyan Islands fallen to this point?"

The handsome monk stood up unsteadily and said drunkenly: "Boy, you have finally rebuilt your home now. You should practice hard to live up to the sacrifices of your ancestors."

"Zhenjun Yuanyan is my friend, don't weaken his reputation, otherwise he will beat you to death!"

The handsome monk smiled foolishly, and with the strong smell of alcohol, his figure was blurred and disappeared.

"Is he really a monk of the same generation as Zhenjun Yuanyan?"

The old Taoist trembled all over and knelt down respectfully.

…

"He should have become a god as well."

Traveling through the black sand and flowing sea, the handsome monk suddenly regained consciousness.

After practicing hard for three lives, he finally attained enlightenment and became a god more than ten years ago.

After the Wuxiang Formation Sect was wiped out, Feng Tianyu hid everywhere while searching for the whereabouts of a person.

Unfortunately, even in the Yuanyan Islands, there is no trace of that person.

"What, you just became a god, and you forced your way there and narrowly escaped death!"

On his wrist, a strong thought was conveyed from a spiritual beast bracelet.

"I have suffered for three lifetimes and thousands of years. Why should I be afraid of mere dangers?"

Feng Tianyu's expression remained unchanged and his decision was made.

"Your friend is really as powerful as you say, it's better to look for him again."

Inside the spirit beast bracelet, a transparent cicada shadow floated.

"The Wuxiang Formation Sect doesn't have a close relationship with him, so I'm not sure if he will help."

Shaking his head, Feng Tianyu's eyes flashed with determination, and he said: "Besides, the price of asking for his help is not small, so I must go there!"

"I don't want you to spend the rest of your life in revenge."

The halo of light around Cicada's body was distorted, and she cried out.

"You know my identity well."

Lowering his eyes and then raising his head, Feng Tianyu looked at the clouds in the black sand and flowing sea, and solemnly said: "Feng Tianyu, the new chief cultivator of Wuxiang Formation Sect, will never regret it even after nine deaths!"

What responded to him was the gradually inaudible chirping of cicadas.

…

"Ding ding dong dong"

The waterfall hits the boulder and the water splashes.

Not long after, a white light flashed at the central hole, and a purple-robed man landed instantly, suspended above the water.

"All the magical powers that can be improved have been reached to the extreme. It's time to go out and communicate with fellow Taoists from Tianyan Continent."

The purple-robed man twisted his neck and tapped the huge fin on his back.

The pool of water with a radius of dozens of miles turned upside down and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After breaking through to become a god, Chen Ping spent fifty years in seclusion.

The accompanying magic weapons such as the Taiyi Xuanji Sword and the Heaven-cutting Immortal Sword have also long since recovered their spirituality.

With the leap in cultivation, the refining speed of Kun Fish's Fin also increased dramatically.

He even vaguely felt that the power of space rules contained in the fins was approaching a certain node.

The level of transformation is about to begin!

Of course, the rules of space are not laws he understands himself.

If you want to truly shed it, you may have to wait until before and after refining the void to completely refine the fin.

"The Tianyan Continent is divided into more than seventy realms. Even if there are not six-level creatures in each realm, there will not be less than a hundred in the entire continent."

Chen Pingping flashed his face and said secretly.

This is not without any basis.

Humans are just one of the most powerful races.

There are no less than a hundred known races.

Tianyan Continent covers at least half of it.

Even if some weak races do not have the sixth level, they are still numerous if compared with the demon race, human race, and giant spirits.

There are trillions of creatures of all races, but only a handful stand at the top.

As the saying goes, dragons don't get along with snakes.

As the Supreme Transformation Spirit, he will almost never have any stories with the juniors in the Nascent Soul Realm.

At the same time, Chen Ping was very excited.

The more prosperous the cultivation world is, the more suitable it is for him.

"Practice elixirs!"

Currently, the sixth-grade elixir is the first problem facing Chen Ping.

In the past, no matter how scarce the fifth-grade elixirs were, they could still be taken with the second-grade pills.

But now, he rummaged through the trophies, but only found a pitiful twenty or thirty pills, which were basically defective products with a single grain.

Simply breathing in and out, it is estimated that it will take fifteen or six hundred years of hard work to break through to the middle stage of divine transformation!

This is due to the growth of Taiyi spiritual root.

It is not difficult to imagine how difficult it is to practice in the stage of becoming a god.

"First go out and find out what happened to Dinghai Palace in the Dragon and Phoenix Abyss."

Chen Ping has been coveting the fragment of the Alchemy Picture for a long time, and he will not waste too much time in the Great Change Realm.

…

The residence of the Qianfa Holy Sect.

High in the sky, a rapidly flying sword light pierced the sky.

After Chen Ping took away the thunder dragon that had been waiting for him for decades, he did not go to Qianfa Sect.

The survival of the three uncles in the previous life meant that there was no treasure worth coveting in the cave where the golden bead was found.

Otherwise, Beidou Spirit Master will not let them go.

Although there are some troubles when the Soul Transformation Monk searches for the soul of the Nascent Soul, it is not absolutely impossible.

However, before leaving the Great Yi Realm completely, Chen Ping still planned to explore the secret realm of the cave where he fell in his previous life.

By the way, I will deal with the grievances with the three uncles.

Glancing down at his dantian, Chen Ping frowned and sighed.

Now he increasingly suspects that all this has something to do with Jin Zhu.

But even if that's true, so what.

Throwing away the golden beads in anger?

No, of course, choose to forgive it.

Therefore, no matter what the truth is, only the three uncles will be implicated.

Over the years, Chen Ping has not resolved his past grudges, which is partly out of pity for his uncles to live longer.

"The outer demons in the sky are still free and at ease, traveling across all realms to liberate the geniuses of all races."

Ever since he knew that the external demon was an acquired creature, Chen Ping couldn't help but yearn for it occasionally.

It should be a very interesting experience to peer into the long life of others and to disintegrate the beings who are going through the tribulation from the bottom of their hearts.

"What if one day I die and become an external demon..."

As soon as Chen Ping thought about it, his expression immediately changed, and he slapped his hands and mouth several times with "pop" and "pop".

The monks who transform themselves into spirits are already connected with heaven and earth and master the rules.

Some things should not be said carelessly.

Then, Chen Ping concentrated on controlling the sword light and escaped deep into the Great Yi Realm.

After he came out of seclusion, he got a piece of news from a golden elixir monk.

The Ziwei Star Sect has been besieged and suppressed by the Giant Spirit Clan for five or six years, and is almost in a state of semi-closure.

"Friend Ziwei is an honest man!"

Chen Ping was speechless and distressed.

He asked Ziwei to get rid of the giant spirits in the Great Change Realm, but he just said it casually.

Because under normal circumstances, who would believe his promise from a strange god?

If he clapped his hands and walked away after healing, and offended the sixth-level mid-level giant spirit emperor in Beichuan Realm, Ziwei Xingzong would have no place to cry.

Now that Ziwei Spirit Lord really listened to his instigation, he got into trouble with the more powerful Giant Spirit Emperor.

It was inconvenient for him to stay out of the matter.

After all, the giant spirits are physically strong, and even if the puppets they create do not have the power of rules, they still make his heart beat.

However, Chen Ping still doesn't know that the suffering of Ziwei Xingzong actually has nothing to do with him.

…

Ziwei Mountains.

Six light cyan light pillars stand between the veins, releasing wisps of starlight from each other, and connecting together to wrap around thousands of miles.

On the main peak lined with palaces.

"Whoosh!"

A very embarrassed figure fell from the shield.

The Taoist robe on his body immediately shattered into hundreds of pieces, and an astonishing bloody handprint appeared on his chest, more than half a foot deep.

It was a strange state as if all the ribs underneath were turned into powder, but not a trace of blood flowed out.

"Uncle Master!"

On the jade platform, seven or eight Nascent Soul monks looked panicked and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"The rules of power of the Giant Spirit Emperor are too strong. It is easy to break the space and intercept my escape light!"

The old man's hair was disheveled, his face was extremely pale, and the copper lotus in his hand was extremely dim.

"Roar!"

Outside the formation, thousands of giant spirits roared with excitement.

At a glance, the densely packed eyes open and close, which is intimidating.

"Old Ziwei, I want to see how long this forbidden formation can stop it!"

Among the giant spirits, a giant spirit that was obviously several times taller and stronger hung in the air and sneered.

This giant spirit looks like a fortress, leaping across two mountains!

Its arms twitched slightly, and the space of dozens of miles in radius immediately turned into powder.

"Greed is causing trouble!"

Several failed breakthroughs made Ziwei Lingzun regretful.

He does not have the guts to eradicate the giant spirits in the Great Change Realm.

But he fell in love with a fifth-level spiritual mountain. Since the giant spirit Canghuang had fallen, after several considerations, he ordered his disciples to kill the giant spirit branch that occupied the spiritual mountain.

Originally, with Lingshan in hand, the Ziwei Star Sect was already satisfied.

Unexpectedly, the leader of the giant spirit branch, a fifth-level early stage giant spirit king who was killed, was a non-direct bloodline of Beichuan Realm Emperor Hao.

Soon after, Emperor Hao led his tribe to press the border and surrounded the Ziwei Star Sect.

"If it weren't for this star prohibition formation..."

Ziwei Spirit Master felt a chill in his heart.

Although the defense of the Star Restriction Array is strong, the resources it consumes are terrifying.

After persisting for five or six years, the sect was already stretched thin.

In at most two years, with Emperor Hao's magical power, he can completely break through the defense of the forbidden array.

"Roar!"

The giant spirits all over the mountains and plains roared together, causing thunder to roll, causing everyone in the Ziwei Star Sect to panic.

"Who was it that killed Cang Huang that day!"

After the giant spirit Haohuang severely wounded Ziwei Spirit Lord with one blow, his huge body slowly floated over.

However, at the moment it moved in the void, a strong aura that made its huge eyes crazily squeezed from the sky.

"Whoosh!"

A bunch of brilliant purple-green sword light kept moving back and forth as if entering a deserted land.

One head, two heads, three heads...

In an instant, the bodies of six or seven hundred giant spirits collapsed.

Those sword energy increased instead of decreasing, and the aura quickly exploded, pouring in layer by layer from outside the mountain, swallowing up the Ziwei Mountain Range.

The purple-green sword flew sideways.

A man in purple robe with a blurred body was lying half on the sword, his eyes slightly closed.

"I come with my sword and the wind, but I am the immortal immortal!"

I heard the purple-robed man raise his head, and the boundless sword energy in the sky suddenly shrank, squeezing towards the giant spirit Haohuang.

"The Cang Emperor was killed by this cultivator. Are you planning to use your own life to seek justice for your tribe?"

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