The shadows on the ground bared their teeth and claws, as if dragging someone into the abyss.

Turning his head suddenly, Chen Ping's expression suddenly changed.

This demonic figure is all too familiar.

The Rules of Death - The logo!

He had seen it with his own eyes when fighting Ge Anlan, the Lord of the Deadly Abyss.

It is opposite to the internal state of other rules imprints.

The transformation mark of the rule of death can be revealed and assist in the casting of death spells.

But this imprint of rules that looks like a living thing gives people a frightening and substantial deterrent.

"Demons? Or other races that I don't know?" .??.

Staring at the demonic figure behind him, Chen Ping's eyes narrowed.

Today, he has a deeper understanding of rule imprints.

These things that can represent rules, whether they are living beings or magic weapons, are all things that have achieved unparalleled achievements in a certain rule.

Chen Ping didn't know what level he started at.

But I guess it's at least five or six years old.

Otherwise, how can it represent a set of rules for the outside world?

Moreover, once you become imprinted by a certain rule, you will definitely gain unimaginable benefits.

"In the future, I must not manifest the mark of rules."

Chen Ping warned himself solemnly.

These imprints of rules are like bright lights, attracting the covetousness of powerful men from all over the world.

It doesn’t quite fit in with his original intention of keeping a low profile.

Don't look at him now, he is so arrogant and arrogant.

That's because no one in the universe can pose a fatal threat to him except Tianzong.

If a person is not arrogant, his youth will be wasted.

As a young avatar who is more than 2,000 years old, Chen Ping realizes that he does not need to deliberately show off his old age.

…

"The transformation of the dead rules this time also consumed a lot of resources."

With a wave of his hand, Chen Ping brought back the fragments of the Mysterious Book of Death and the Alchemy Picture.

Naturally, all the several fairy crystals containing the power of death were used.

Moreover, the puppet formation surrounded and beat the Lord of Lingyuan to death, and the cost was exaggerated.

First, several large blockade formations swallowed hundreds of top-quality spiritual stones.

Then, except for a few puppets such as the Green Bull Demon Emperor, the other puppets were almost scrapped.

All kinds of precious materials will be added to repair it, and you will lose money if you think about it.

Therefore, Chen Ping simply gave up repairing it.

And with a spray of Yuan Yan, the short limbs of dozens of puppets melted and turned into the most primitive material liquid.

"How to build the Shenba Clan?"

Chen Ping slapped his forehead, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

The Immortal Puppet Code does not record the refining process of the Shenba Clan's puppets.

If he relies on his own exploration, the possibility of falling into a small realm is close to half.

After repeated hesitation, Chen Ping postponed the attempt.

…

After walking out of the cave, he faced the hot Yang Xianchen and took a deep breath.

Nowadays, in death, the rules of fire have been transformed, and there are imitations of the Mysterious Book of Death carrying the energy of death.

All three conditions for converting to the Mysterious Death Technique have been met!

"Even if I have the aid of high-level Taoist elixirs and spiritual stones, it will take a hundred years to return to the state of the late stage of divine transformation."

"This period does not include the time to understand the exercises."

Chen Ping was thinking rapidly.

If you stay in seclusion for two hundred years at a time, you will definitely miss the promise you made with the alien cultivator.

Moreover, the Holy Lady has begun to take action to flood the Great Thousand Realm.

His schedule is very tight.

Chen Ping cannot give up the opportunity of the second transformation of the mountain of rules.

Not that you have to get it yourself.

But we must not let the hostile forces succeed!

Doesn't the strengthening of the enemy mean that his magical power is weakened in disguise?

"It is better to take out the second fragment of the Coral Seal of Crossing the Sky first to further condense the soul."

Chen Ping made a reasonable decision.

After exchanging fifteen pieces of seventh-level ore from Yi Xiu Shen, he quickly collected the amount needed for exchange.

…

"The purity of my soul is no longer what it used to be. It shouldn't take decades to bear the residual energy from a piece of treasure fragment."

In the golden bead space, Chen Ping touched a golden ground in his palm.

cover.

When he took out the first fragment of the Coral Seal of Crossing the Sky, he was in a coma for more than forty years.

"If you really miss the mountain of rules, it's God's will."

"The strength of the soul is the capital against Tianzong, and it is more important than anything else."

Chen Ping thought calmly.

He has another expectation.

After taking the treasure fragments from this earth cover, what will be the bonus items buried underground?

According to past rules, it should be related to the rules of the soul path.

"If it is the treasure of the second metamorphosis of the soul path..."

Chen Ping simply didn't dare to think deeply. He smiled foolishly and did some somersaults in the Jinzhu space.

Finally, it hit the ground cover with twenty-five strands of seventh-level ore essence.

After a few breaths, Chen Ping in the outside world was like the last time, and his whole person turned into a colorful wax statue.

…

Gradually, his surroundings began to be covered with dust.

The silver sand in the hourglass of time falls drop by drop.

"Thirteen years!"

One day, the stiff figure moved its shoulders and suddenly opened its eyes.

Then, without having time to check the state of his soul, he returned to the Golden Pearl Space without saying a word.

The ground cover that originally imprisoned the coral seal fragments has long since disappeared.

Something on the ground immediately made Chen Ping's pupils widen, and he stood there in disbelief for a long time.

"Gold... beads?"

Chen Ping's eyelids continued to beat wildly.

With a trembling palm, he touched it and brought a golden object back to the outside world.

Looking at the golden beads in his hand, he was filled with a sense of absurdity.

Judging from the shape, except that there is no thunder and lightning around the body, this object is no different from the one in the Dantian.

It looks like an imitation.

"Could this also be a treasure?"

Chen Ping suppressed his surprise and tentatively injected a burst of magic power into it.

However, it disappeared like a mud cow into the sea.

After frowning, he took out two pieces of ore from the storage ring.

They are level six and level seven respectively.

Unfortunately, this golden bead still had no reaction.

Turning his eyes, Chen Ping grabbed a handful of high-level spiritual grass and aimed it at it.

The result is still the same.

"Do you want a living thing?"

Touching his chin, Chen Ping's soul stirred and stunned the sleeping thunder dragon.

Then he threw it hard towards the golden bead.

"Boom!"

The thunder dragon's head seemed to have hit a copper wall, and it wilted in an extremely twisted manner.

After careful consideration, Chen Ping turned his hand and summoned a green fan.

This is a spiritual tool commonly used by Jindan monks.

Then, a scene appeared that made Chen Ping's breath hitch.

As soon as the green treasure fan came into contact with the golden bead, it dissolved at an astonishing speed and merged into it quickly.

In just one breath of time, the psychic artifact disappeared out of thin air.

It was obviously swallowed up by the golden beads!

"This golden bead actually requires a magic weapon to be sacrificed?"

Chen Ping was shocked, but next, there was no scene of the soul being pulled into the inner space.

His expression changed several times, and he summoned a lower-level Taoist weapon.

I tried the same thing, but got no response at all.

It can be seen from this that the object that this golden bead accepts is at least a spiritual Taoist artifact.

Thinking of this, Chen Ping threw away a spiritual treasure.

"Zizzi!"

The next moment, the spiritual treasure dissolved and merged into the golden beads.

"The body is a little heavier."

Weighing the golden beads, Chen Ping was always paying attention to the changes in the objects.

After absorbing two magic weapons, this object changed from being light and fluttering at first to weighing ten pounds.

Other than that, there is nothing unusual.

Gritting his teeth, Chen Ping decisively took out a needle-shaped magical treasure.

Sure enough, the French horse was swallowed by beads again.

this time

, the weight of the golden beads suddenly increased.

Come to about a thousand pounds.

And Chen Ping also sensed a certain change.

The hundred-foot range centered on this bead actually vaguely formed a realm similar to the magic power of Dan Realm.

Everything close to the realm, whether dead or alive, is oppressed by gravity!

Weak reptile ants and ordinary rocks were all broken into pieces. ??

"Why am I not suppressed?"

Chen Ping couldn't help but frown.

After thinking for a moment, he felt that there was a possibility.

Just like the Taiyi Xuanji Sword, which has one master and four assistants, this second golden bead is a component of the genuine golden bead.

Now that he has refined the main body a little, he may have been exempted from the negative effects.

"If there are enough magic weapons for sacrifice, wouldn't I be able to carry a gravity field with me anytime and anywhere during my magic fight?"

With his eyes lit up, Chen Ping couldn't wait to untie the storage ring.

A lot of magic weapons flew out.

After struggling in the world of cultivation so far, he has accumulated more magic weapons than several superpowers combined.

…

An hour later.

Looking at the empty surroundings, Chen Ping suddenly woke up.

At this time, the meridians in the right hand holding the golden bead were bulging, the blood was stagnant, and there was a sign that it was about to burst.

The physical body can’t handle it!

This is enough to make one's liver and gallbladder split.

With the pure power mastered in the early stages of becoming a god, it is not difficult to carry the Green Bull Demon Emperor's puppet with bare hands.

It can be seen that after devouring a large number of magic weapons, the weight of this object has become terrifying!

At least equivalent to a large meteorite with a radius of thousands of miles!

The pain transmitted through his arm became stronger and stronger. Chen Ping bit his lip and mobilized the power of space to cover it, which relieved it a little.

"The gravity field currently released by this bead will not weaken the creatures at the peak of transformation."

Chen Ping muttered secretly with twinkling eyes.

As of now, he has provided thousands of magic weapons of all levels for Zhu Zhu to devour!

Except for the sword array and a few functional Tongtian spirit treasures, Chen Ping had no suitable sacrifices in his hands.

Once most of the accumulated magic weapon resources were lost, there were only twenty-six pieces of Tongtian Lingbao alone!

Chen Ping suddenly woke up and felt heartbroken.

Slowly, he moved his gaze towards his body.

If you throw away a few small star world-breaking treasures, the power of this bead will increase by several percent.

However, after thinking for a moment, Chen Ping cut off this ridiculous idea with an ugly expression.

Every little star world-breaking treasure in your hand is of great use.

Never pick up the sesame seeds and throw away the watermelon.

"As far as I know, there are still a few small star world-breaking treasures in the hands of other forces!"

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Chen Ping's expression gradually turned cold.

He even began to regret the promise he made to Concubine Shu Mu.

The spring spirit is immortal and there are not so many family-breaking practices. How can the power of the newly acquired treasure be quickly increased?

Jinzhu clearly pushed him into the opposite abyss of being a good person.

High-grade ores, high-grade magic weapons, massive demand!

As a result, he was forced to become a demon cultivator.

Pacing back and forth with hesitation, Chen Ping finally felt that he could no longer be dominated by Jin Zhu.

"I always keep my promises, and it won't be too late to change my appearance after arriving in the star realm."

Holding his wrist, the indifference on his face slowly disappeared.

…

"From now on, you will be called Mysterious Weapon Lingzhu!"

Chen Ping said calmly.

The origin of this name is very particular.

He remembered that one of the top acquired physiques of the human race, the mysterious weapon body, could enhance magical powers by swallowing magic weapons.

Since then, Chen Ping has probably figured out Jin Zhu's tricks.

Obviously I need to rely on him to get back into shape.

"When one day, even a dog can't do it..."

Several sneers rolled out of Chen Ping's throat.

He has no abilities and would be inconspicuous among high-level monks.

Having died once, his bottom line is very low.

"I just need to be promoted to a true immortal."

Rubbing the mysterious weapon spirit bead, Chen Ping smiled as if he was making a wish.

…

In the next period of time, Chen Ping captured two golden elixirs nearby.

He discovered that the Mysterious Artifact Spirit Bead could only swallow magic weapons that had not been refined by living beings, regardless of whether they were broken or not.

But if there is a little magic power or soul mark, the beads cannot absorb it.

This completely ruined Chen Ping's dream of melting his opponent's magic weapon out of thin air.

"Two fragments of the Coral Seal that reach the heavens bless my soul. After reaching the peak of divine transformation, I can activate twenty-eight sky-reaching spiritual swords in one breath!"

A glimmer of light flashed in Chen Ping's eyes.

The stronger the soul, the more powerful the sword array will be.

He is not far away from the day when the seven sets of formations will finally take shape.

Then, he picked up another jade slip.

It records the lifelong practice of the magician named Mao in the late stage of becoming a god.

That man's life span is running out and he wants to pass on his magical skills.

Chen Ping is of course duty-bound to provide support.

Complex content is swept away.

His attention was focused on a passage of only a few thousand words.

"The Art of False Soul Smoke!"

As the name suggests, this is a strange technique that forges soul smoke to confuse the enemy.

In other words, it is a life-saving technique.

After death, soul smoke is produced and absorbed into reincarnation.

If you are not completely dead, soul smoke will not be generated.

After practicing this strange surgery, it can give people a wrong judgment.

Chen Ping thought about this technique and thought it might be useful to him.

But he has no foundation in magic. If he wants to master this method, he must rely on a seventh-level heavenly material and earthly treasure.

"Tian Zong is well-informed. Whether he will be fooled or not is a matter of debate."

With a flash of expression, Chen Ping didn't fully expect this technique.

Just treat it as a dispensable back-up.

Moreover, there is no trace of that special seventh-level thing yet.

"There are only three years left in the agreement with the Yixiu God. It is better to return to Tianyan Continent first."

As a result, Chen Ping flew away and his figure escaped thousands of miles away.

…

Dinghaijing.

Going all the way south, as soon as he stepped into Tianyan's territory, Chen Ping immediately realized that something was wrong.

The water spirit energy condensed in this continent is too strong.

Although it is not comparable to Fan Cang back then, you must know that around Tianyan Continent, only one side is close to the deep sea!

"Lingquan must have swallowed up a lot of territory!"

In order to understand the current situation in the cultivation world as soon as possible, Chen Ping flew towards Dinghai Palace without stopping.

Dinghai Palace occupies the northern territory and has jurisdiction over hundreds of fairy cities.

And the most core place is none other than Dinghai City.

A few hours later, Chen Ping vaguely saw the huge city surrounded by tall walls.

When he was close to a thousand miles away, he suddenly felt the light under his feet sinking slightly.

"No-fly formation."

Chen Ping flipped his sleeves carelessly, showing no intention of landing.

After half a breath, he shot into the city without changing his expression despite the restriction.

For a moment, the several Nascent Souls guarding the city were horrified, and they immediately sounded the signal of invasion by foreign enemies.

"I am the Lord of Tongten Pavilion!"

However, after the sound hit the ears of all the cultivators, they all knelt down with their hearts broken.

…

Dinghai City is built deep into the mountains.

A huge pavilion that is thousands of feet long and towers into the three-dimensional sky is floating on the ground.

This pavilion is emerald green all over, emitting strong fluorescence, which is extremely eye-catching.

"Dinghai Palace."

Looking at the gleaming stone tablet reflected in the sunlight, Chen Ping's expression suddenly changed.

"rustle"

At this time, in the palace gate, a shadow walked slowly from far to near.

Chen Ping's spiritual consciousness had already penetrated and saw clearly the identity of the visitor.

Not one of the two supreme beings of Dinghai Palace!

But it was an unexpected figure.
Chapter completed!