I can infinitely synthesize more advanced items

The square-faced warrior watched helplessly as his three juniors were killed one after another by Song Ping.

This made him feel chills in his heart, he didn't dare to fight Song Ping head-on, he hurriedly retreated, and was about to flee outside the court.

"You still want to go?" Song Ping sneered, and with his saber technique, he easily intercepted the square-faced warrior.

Seeing that he was about to die under Song Ping's knife, the square-faced warrior became more and more desperate.

"Song Ping, stop!" A sudden shout came from outside the door.

Hearing this familiar voice, the square-faced martial artist suddenly felt like hearing the sound of heaven, and shouted with great joy: "Third Elder, save me..."

It's just that before he finished speaking, he felt a chill in his neck, and his eyes were spinning.

At the last moment of losing consciousness, the square-faced warrior saw an old man with a goatee appearing at the gate of the court, and that was the straw he was counting on to save his life.

Fang Zhihe, the third elder of the inner sect of the Blood Shadow Sect.

Unfortunately……

Song Ping watched Fang Zhihe walk in through the door with calm eyes. Even though he felt Fang Zhihe's innate aura that was far stronger than him, his fighting spirit remained undiminished.

In his body, with the fourth huge strange power pouring into his body, the incomparably majestic true energy penetrated the ninth meridian in his body.

The cultivation base has already broken through the acquired tenth level.

However, the true energy is still in the tenth meridian route in his body, and continues to break through the acupoints. It was not until the middle of the tenth layer of the day after tomorrow that the true energy in the body finally exhausted its momentum and returned to the dantian.

And with the breakthrough in his body's cultivation, Song Ping was pleasantly surprised to find that the world had been suppressing his power of heaven, and at this moment he finally relaxed.

The different-dimensional space can barely open a gap.

All kinds of extraordinary powers of his own have barely reached the point where they can be used.

Fang Zhihe looked at the four corpses on the ground, with an undisguised strong killing intent in his eyes, and asked sharply, "I told you to stop just now, why didn't you stop?"

Song Ping mocked: "Joke, what are you? If you tell me to stop, I will stop. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for me?"

"Looking for death!" Fang Zhihe was already on the verge of fury. Hearing Song Ping's words, he couldn't bear it anymore. With a movement of his body, he crossed a distance of seven or eight meters in an instant, and pinched towards Song Ping's neck. .

As a congenital martial artist, his every move carries a huge power.

At this time, even with a simple charge, the speed is almost too fast to distinguish with the naked eye.

In the face of such a fast speed, even though Song Ping had already reached the tenth level of the day after tomorrow, it was still difficult to dodge.

"Stop!" There was another angry voice from outside the lobby, and at the same time a figure appeared at the door.

It turned out to be the bad old man Song Ping met in the ruined temple.

It's a pity that although the bad old man came quickly, it was obviously too late to stop him.

Fang Zhihe's face was ferocious, and he pinched Song Ping's neck. Even though it was not in his interest to kill Song Ping immediately, if Song Ping dared to kill his four direct disciples, he would not let Song Ping die. Feel better.

But immediately, the ferocious expression on his face froze.

Because there was no substantive contact from his hands, it was as if he had squeezed a handful of air.

Then he saw that Song Ping was slowly dissipating like a phantom in front of him.

This... what's going on here?

Not only did Fang Zhihe find it hard to understand what was happening in front of him, even the bad old man who was about to rush in at the door couldn't help but froze and subconsciously stopped in his tracks.

Just when Fang Zhihe was stunned.

Beside him, suddenly a pale golden long knife suddenly appeared, piercing Fang Zhihe's chest in an instant.

Fang Zhihe turned his head with difficulty, and found that Song Ping was standing less than one meter away from his left at some point.

The knife just now, of course, was also Song Ping who stabbed into his chest.

"You... how did you do it?" Fang Zhihe asked with difficulty, spitting blood out of his mouth, his eyes full of unwillingness and doubt.

The powerful innate qi kept his vitality alive for a while, but at this moment his heart had been pierced, and he knew that he was bound to die.

It's just that before he died, he wanted himself to die clearly.

Song Ping said flatly: "Even if you tell me, you don't understand, why bother to ask nonsense?"

In the scene just now, it was the extraordinary ability he obtained from the world of the gods, and the illusion was born.

Especially as Song Ping's understanding of the rules of the Dao deepened, his various extraordinary abilities became more powerful and incredible.

After finishing speaking, he pulled out the long knife from Fang Zhihe's chest, and a stream of blood gushed out along the wound.

Fang Zhihe's body fell heavily on the ground, and when he died, his eyes were still wide open, and he did not rest in peace.

Song Ping couldn't help but be a little surprised by a strange magic power that condensed from Fang Zhihe's body and poured into his body.

Immediately, Song Ping's cultivation level skyrocketed.

In just a few breaths, it has been promoted from the middle stage of the acquired tenth stage to the late stage of the acquired tenth stage, and is rapidly approaching the peak of the acquired tenth stage.

The Houtian realm is divided into ten levels in total, from the first day after tomorrow to the tenth day after tomorrow.

And the acquired ten weights are also called the acquired great perfection.

As the zhenqi in his body broke through the last acupoint pass of the tenth meridian route, Song Ping had completely reached the peak of the acquired tenth stage.

And he faintly felt that there seemed to be a barrier between the heaven and the earth, hindering himself.

He only needs to break this barrier, and he can step into a brand new situation.

This is the so-called "innate barrier" in the realm of martial arts.

"I see." Song Ping could not help but smile slightly.

There are countless warriors in the Jianghu who are stuck in the innate barrier, even unable to break through to the innate realm for a lifetime, and die in regret.

Because breaking through to the innate realm is not only enough to rely on hard work, but also requires understanding.

But in Song Ping's eyes, this innate barrier is nothing more than a law of heaven.

With his understanding of the laws of heaven, breaking this innate barrier is just a matter of thought.

The innate realm is at your fingertips!

Following Song Ping's thought, the innate barrier began to shatter.

"Don't..." Sensing the innate aura gradually spreading from Song Ping's body, the old man glared angrily, and stretched out his hand to grab Song Ping.

He traveled more than half of the Great Xia Kingdom, and finally found a suitable cauldron, how could Song Ping break through easily.

puff!Song Ping teleported to the old man's back in an instant, and pierced the old man's chest with a knife from behind.

"Grandpa..." The girl with red bumps on her face rushed out of the lobby out of breath, and when she saw this scene, her eyes burst into tears.

"And you, go to hell too, you really want to use me as a cauldron, you really don't know what to do!"

Song Ping sneered, teleported again, came to the girl with bumps, and stabbed her to death.

As the extraordinary ability became available again, using his mind, how could he not know the viciousness of this to the hearts of his grandparents.

An incomparably huge strange power condensed from the bad old man and was absorbed by Song Ping.

Song Ping's innate cultivation was like a rocket "crawling" to improve upwards.

At the same time, Song Ping's understanding of the laws of heaven in this world has never been clearer.

Gradually, Song Ping realized something.

There is finally a solution to the strange demon!

Since then, strange demons are no longer a problem that plagues Song Ping.

And from now on, Song Ping will gallop across thousands of other worlds and enjoy his life to his heart's content!

Looking at the night sky full of stars at some point, Song Ping's eyes became brighter than ever before, and his heart was full of endless expectations for the future.

(end of book)