Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 606 Fighting against the Nine Princesses, the True Monarch of the Township (6.8K is 2800 monthly tickets plus updates)

In an instant, a blood-blue figure staggered out of the raging storm.

Blue is the unique blue skin of the Sea Clan.

The blood color is its essence and blood.

The blood of the Sea Clan can be both dark blue and bleak red, but the reason is unknown.

After Si Lunhuan escaped from the crack in space, he just wanted to flee in a panic, but his body seemed to have been cut countless times, and tens of thousands of blood gushed out.

The next moment, the person's body was suddenly annihilated.

Even though he had cultivated his physique and stars, Si Lunhuan's realm was too low, and he was still battered and riddled by Peng Yu's storm until he perished.

With a sound of "Puff", a Nascent Soul of the Hai Clan who looked exactly like Si Lunhuan appeared among the ashes.

Chen Ping's face darkened, and he opened his mouth without even thinking about it, and an unquenchable ancient flame turned into a rocket, slamming at the Nascent Soul.

But as soon as Si Lunhuan Yuanying came out of his body, he used a strange teleportation evasion technique, which immediately blinded the blue light and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The immortal ancient flame shot into the empty space at once.

"Big Hui, kill him!"

With a flick of Chen Ping's sleeve robe, a gray shadow also spread its wings and chased in that direction.

It is not difficult for this kind of Nascent Soul whose body has just died to recover.

So he must cut the weeds and get rid of the roots.

Although Da Hui's strength is low, it is easy to crush a Nascent Soul of the Sea Clan who has lost eight or nine magical powers.

Then, Chen Ping had no time to take care of others.

In the cave on the top of Wusheng Mountain, the spiritual objects sacrificed by Si Lunqin have made the earth mine shield of the natal puppet crumbling.

However, what Chen Ping was most worried about was not this woman at all.

It was the blue-black shadow she released from the storage berry.

Another strong Sea Clan!

Since it can be included in the storage space, it means that this person has already lost all vitality.

With the flashing blue light in his eyes, he could see the monster clearly.

Wearing a black armor, he held a green ten-inch short dagger in his left hand, and a long silver spear in the other.

Strange patterns that do not belong to the monks of the sea clan are imprinted on the skin of the whole body.

Obviously, this is something like a Taoist corpse or a refined corpse.

What Chen Ping was worried about was that this corpse had a cultivation base of the late fifth stage, and his supernatural powers were probably slightly stronger than that of Si Lunqin.

"Father, give your daughter a helping hand!"

Seeing the aura of a strange Nascent Soul cultivator descending rapidly, Si Lunqin also knew that the puppet master who was secretly manipulating had arrived, and a fierce yell crossed his face.

"Roar!"

The sea clan's refined corpse seemed to be completely manipulated by her, and she directly opened her green eyes.

Then the short dagger and long spear in his hand smashed into the void of the earth mine shield without hesitation.

"呲呲"

It is like the strange sound of boiling water pouring into ice and snow.

The defensive technique of the natal puppet finally couldn't support it, and it scattered into streamers brilliantly.

Si Lunqin smiled coldly, and the giant claws of the spiritual creature aimed at the head of the fairy puppet and grabbed it fiercely.

Her spirit has been derived for many years, and its strength exceeds that of ordinary top-grade spirit treasures.

If he got it right, the puppet's brain would be shattered.

At the very moment, the main and auxiliary souls had communicated, and a gleam of light shot out from the eyes of the Immortal Puppet, and then, the same two-color shield as before took shape again.

"Boom!"

As the giant claw bounced back, the shield shattered.

The fairy puppet took the opportunity to jump, and a silver mirror spun out in a hurry.

It is the special treasure of immortals taken out of the golden bead, the mirror of fixed light.

After the spiritual mirror trembled a little, a kind of white and gray divine light swept out strangely, turning into countless slender light filaments, which shot out in all directions.

"Zizi"

Immediately, the cave seemed to be exposed in front of Yang Xianchen, and the entire top of the mountain with a size of [-] mu directly melted into a molten iron-like liquid.

The ubiquitous sea water wants to pour into this space.

But the magic power of several Nascent Souls formed a small world of their own, forcing the sea water back.

The two sides gave up for a while, testing each other with their spiritual sense.

In mid-air, Chen Ping, who was dressed in a purple robe, stood side by side with the natal puppet.

In Wuding Cave Mansion, Si Lunqin was half a foot away from her refined corpse.

"I didn't expect you to be so ruthless. You turned your old father into a corpse to make him die in peace."

Holding the Duankong Tower, Chen Ping said teasingly.

Si Lunqin yelled "Father King", which made him immediately understand that the corpse of the Hai Clan was actually the previous generation's tribal leader, Si Lunxi.

This person has been sitting for a long time due to the exhaustion of life essence.

It is said that he was in the late stage of the fifth order before he was alive, which just corresponds to refining corpses.

"Father masters the body and stars, and is the most suitable body for refining corpses, not to mention this is one of his last wills."

Si Lunqin spoke lightly, with a trace of nostalgia floating on his face.

"Your sea clan are most taboo to use the corpses of their own clansmen. It seems that this is also the reason why the Silun clan left Li Pan Imperial Court and went to Jingyang Sea."

In a few words, Chen Ping guessed what happened back then.

"Differences do not conspire with each other, your human race can refine your predecessors and ancestors into various hole cards, why should our sea clan stick to the rules and waste the opportunity to increase our strength for nothing!"

Si Lunqin clenched his fists, his tone full of resentment and disdain.

What a female sea tribe who dares to break the rules first.

Chen Ping's heart moved, with mixed feelings.

The lower limit of the quality of the human race is very low. Even the decent Wuxiangzhen sect will refine the body of a high-level body cultivator into a treasure and distribute it to the juniors for protection.

Regardless of evil cultivators or demon gates.

Various methods of refining corpses and puppets emerged one after another, each more ruthless than the other.

But among hundreds of ethnic groups, there are many people with strong beliefs.

Especially the Hai Clan, they pay attention to the peace of life, which is a principle passed down from ancient times.

Therefore, it is impossible to see the sea clan using the corpses of their predecessors.

"You dare to abandon the rules of your ancestors, no wonder you were rejected by the imperial court and expelled."

Chen Ping said sarcastically.

From the standpoint of the human race, he does not agree with the monks of the sea race to think through.

After all, there are too many Sea Clans who understand physical fitness and stars.

Maybe the corpse of the sixth-rank sea tribe is buried under the mountain of the Lipan tribe.

If it was really dug up by the younger generations and turned into a refined corpse, it would definitely be a catastrophe for the human race.

"One day, our company, Lunqin, will let them understand that the reason why the Sea Clan lives in the Haoyu Sea is because of those old ideas!"

Suddenly, Si Lunqin restrained his emotions and said with a trace of confidence.

Opposed to her are almost all branches of the Sea Clan!
But so what?

Generation after generation, her Silun tribe is the beginning of the sea clan's prosperity.

Never regret!

"You are crazy, how can you break the rules of your ancestors at will."

At this time, Chen Ping played the role of a stubborn fifth-order sea clan, and said with a soft sigh.

"Hypocritical human race, tell me, where did you come from!"

Si Lunqin reprimanded him coldly, and immediately continued: "In the early Yuanying period, you must be the new Supreme Elder Han Shu recruited by the Wu Nian Sect."

"Han has met Princess Nine."

Chen Ping gave a deep salute indifferently.

Although he changed his appearance a second time, other features were too obvious, and it was quite normal for Si Lunqin to guess.

"Fellow Daoist Han broke into my tribe and killed the elders of my sea tribe, what exactly is he planning!"

An expression of impatience appeared in Si Lunqin's words, and Si Lunqin beside him was about to make a corpse.

She didn't believe that this person came here for the favor of a Yuan Dan person.

"It's just some worthless extraneous resources, let's bring them to the Ninth Princess!"

With a hideous laugh, Chen Ping's sleeves fluttered.

The Duankong Pagoda, which had been infused with mana earlier, was sacrificed into the air, and the two techniques were urged.

Five pieces of eternal ancient flames sprayed out from the tower gate.

After a burst of tumbling, several ferocious-looking flame giants emerged tremblingly.

As soon as Fang stabilized his figure, he let out a strange smile while chewing his fangs.

At the same time, amazing fire-attribute spiritual power was released from their bodies, and they all looked like they were fighting for strength.

"The Huo Xiu of the human race in the early Yuanying period dared to run so rampant under my deep sea!"

Seeing the flame giants approaching, Si Lunqin's face remained unchanged. The giant claws on his back opened inch by inch, and he threw himself fiercely into the sky.

At the same time, the sea clan's refining corpses also started to move.

The moment he came into contact with the flame giant, he opened his mouth first, and a jet of dark green mysterious light spewed out.

Before hitting the ancient flame, there was an unspeakable stench.

It should be a poisonous spell.

"Zizi"

In just one breath, the body was infected by the poison, and the appearance of the three flame giants turned a strange dark green color.

His figure was also rapidly shrinking.

"Such a strong poison?"

Chen Ping was slightly startled, threw the Duankong Pagoda, and covered its body with the Sea Clan's Corpse Refining.

Spirit fire has always been the nemesis of poison.

But now the situation is completely reversed.

Confirming his previous induction, the supernatural power of refining corpses is a little stronger than that of Slunqin.

The second choice is instantly determined.

The Duankong Tower changed its trajectory halfway, and turned to hit Si Lunqin.

And the fairy puppet beside him threw the silver mirror into the air without hesitation.

With a slight turn, the silver mirror suddenly turned into a gray light beam, covering a range of hundreds of miles, like a curtain covering the sky, covering the flame giant and the refining corpse together under it.

Seeing this, Chen Ping focused on dealing with Situ Qin.

With the supernatural powers of the Immortal Puppet, even if he loses to the Corpse Refining, it is more than enough to protect himself in a short period of time.

"Conceited human race, my palace lord has countless resources, if you have the ability to take them away!"

As Si Lunqin spoke in a low voice, a dark, boxy object that looked like a scroll rolled down into his hand.

Then, as soon as the spirit was released, the sky and cover fell into Chen Ping's sea of ​​knowledge.

"呲呲"

The souls of two fifth-order creatures collided head-on.

After a short contact, they separated instantly.

Both of them trembled slightly, neither of them got any benefit.

Si Lunqin's pupils shrank, and he immediately paid attention to this person.

You know, she is the Sea Clan who masters the soul power and stars.

There is almost no gap between the strength of the soul and the late stage monks.

And this human race is clearly in the early stage, and the strength of the soul is not much weaker than hers.

It is extremely rare.

"That is……"

Chen Ping glanced at the black scroll, and couldn't help but tremble.

According to outside information, the nine princesses hold five stars.

All high-level monks know about soul power stars, spiritual objects, and five stars, but they don't know anything about the other two stars.

The appearance of the black scroll made Chen Ping secretly think something was wrong.

This Si Lunqin is estimated to hold the second mystery, second only to the star of the holy spirit object of the original star.

The spiritual object star and the holy object star are the two roots of the sea clan's supernatural powers.

The spiritual creatures derived from the former are relatively common and strange, with numbers in the tens of thousands.

But the holy spirit object star is not the case, the form of the spirit object it evolves is fixed.

There are a total of six well-known types, and the black scroll in front of me is one of them.

The difference between a holy spirit object and an ordinary spiritual object is like a top-grade psychic tool and a low-grade spirit treasure.

It's a big gap!

"This Si Lunqin is not easy to provoke."

Chen Ping frowned slightly and sighed.

Among the sea monks, those who comprehend the holy spirit are much rarer than the heavenly spirit root.

Meeting such a difficult and powerful enemy, he also suffered from extreme headaches.

At this moment, the black scroll slowly flew out of the flames inconspicuously, and chased after Duankong Tower.

Chen Ping didn't think much about it.

In the flash of spiritual light, the eternal ancient flames gathered again and turned into short swords as warm as fire jade.

Then, a gorgeous circular arc shot out into the sky, blocking the black scroll in midair, preventing it from falling down.

The moment the sword was cast, a group of sword lotuses emerged from the bottom of the scroll.

This sacred object did not show the slightest power, so it was rigidly fixed in the distance, unable to move forward an inch.

Although he hadn't seen the sacred object show its power with his own eyes, when the scroll floated, he felt a little frightened out of thin air.

He used sword skills to imprison the black scroll first, and then he felt relieved.

The holy object was trapped, and Silent Qin didn't change his face. He pressed his palm on his chest, and dozens of drops of dark blue blood spewed out.

And it burned blazingly in the air, turning into a ball of crimson fire.

Holding the fire with one hand, Si Lunqin shook lightly, and the essence and blood sank into the scroll in a flash.

With a flash of black light all over the body, the scroll swelled several times.

The original confinement force was broken at once, the two ends turned over, and finally unfolded downwards.

On this one-foot-wide scroll, there is only a dark blue pure palm engraved.

The fingerprints of the veins are clearly visible, as if they were vividly printed on by the hands of the Sea Clan.

Suddenly, a thunderous roar came from the scroll.

Immediately, Heixia rolled over, and the palms of the Sea Clan in the scroll flew out.

Fang was only about the size of a foot at first.

But immediately the whole body burst into light, and suddenly became as tall as a mountain.

Fill most of the sky above the entire Wusheng Mountain.

Including Chen Ping and a group of people's favorites, all the natal puppets are covered under it.

"Is this the power of the Holy Spirit?"

Chen Ping's eyelids twitched, he raised his hand silently, and directed at the suspended Duankong Pagoda several times of clearing and misty spells.

Then, the meridians in the body were running crazily, and a ball of green tribulation lightning was about to take shape.

He didn't quite believe that Slunqin dared to press the holy object on Wusheng Mountain.

Because the Yuanying of Zhenjun Yuanqing and the spring of the fifth-order Hailingmai are still imprisoned below.

"Roar!"

Si Lunqin roared into the sky, and the surrounding sea spiritual energy rushed towards the hand of the scroll.

Here, the Duankong Pagoda trembled, a red light burst out, and the red flames wrapped Chen Ping tightly, turning into a huge fireball.

The next moment, the palms of the Sea Clan flying out of the scroll swelled to an unbearable extent.

I saw it sweeping lightly, and deep sea vortices suddenly formed one by one.

The huge force immediately swept Chen Ping thousands of miles away.

Moreover, the hand of the scroll still does not give up, and is still gathering momentum for the next push.

"Good calculation!"

The corner of Chen Ping's mouth twitched, and he understood Si Lunqin's intentions.

She was trying to knock herself away, thus losing control of the fairy puppet.

How can he let this woman succeed with his insight.

Countless scorching flames flew down from the Skybreak Tower and joined the sea of ​​flames.

The temperature of the entire mountain range suddenly tripled, and the sea of ​​flames became louder, and then fiery swords overflowing with divine light shot out from it.

A huge fire crow stood on the body of these fire swords.

After the Nascent Soul, Chen Ping's manipulation of spiritual power went from subtle to deep.

Especially the fire spirit power, which has been mastered long ago.

Then, the Fire Sword and Fire Crow rushed directly to the palm of the Sea Clan with the help of the power of the sea of ​​fire.

As for Chen Ping's body, his thoughts were tense, and he stepped on the spot like a giant mountain, resisting the strong wind and waves.

Crimson flames of similar size exploded densely in the sky above.

The fire crow and fire sword danced wildly, becoming entangled with the hand of the scroll.

The flames shot wildly, and the sea spiritual energy criss-crossed. The two energies with distinct attributes suddenly entangled, and suddenly separated and collided, and there was a stalemate for a while.

Strange to say, no matter if the defense around the giant hand is pierced, or if the fire crow and fire sword are extinguished with a single palm, they will re-condense in an instant, and immediately return to their original state.

Both seem endless.

Originally, Chen Ping sent Si Lunqin to a lower level, but with the supernatural power of the Nine Changes Flame Art, it was absolutely difficult to evenly divide the shares.

However, after strengthening the fourth step of sword intent, he was still barely able to attack without defeat.

But this situation will not last long.

The mad consumption of mana had to be supplemented by crushing top-quality fire spirit stones.

"We can't fight like this."

Chen Ping looked around, feeling a little anxious in his heart.

There is no need to worry about the fairy puppet.

Once the body spell is activated, within a short period of time, it is difficult for the sea clan's refined corpse to hit the attack.

Things got worse for him himself.

Nascent Soul cultivator relying solely on spirit stones to recover mana is simply extravagant.

In the blink of an eye, the ten fire spirit stones turned into nothingness, and his mana had only recovered more than [-]%.

An icy cold hum sounded, Chen Ping swung his right arm, and Qinglei Vortex shot out from his hand.

Then I saw the center of the vortex covered by lightning, and the blue mist rolled violently.

A sword light flood dragon with a span of hundreds of feet rushed out and bit the palm of the hand.

At the same moment, the coral dharma image was imprinted in Slunqin's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Tips for carving insects."

Si Lunqin smiled calmly, and the villain squeezed out a gray shield.

The elders of the tribe were affected by the attack of the spirit before, so she had been on guard for a long time.

She has comprehended the soul power of the stars, so she naturally has the corresponding soul secret skills.

"Boom!"

The coral dharma and the gray shield disappeared together.

Although the latter was a bit weaker, causing the afterimage of coral to overwhelm the soul, but with a snap of the fingers, all the negative effects disappeared.

Under the condition of defense, a coral amulet only weakened the girl's soul power by [-]%.

Even if the Empress Nascent Soul could attack with eight magic forms in a row, it would be difficult to kill Si Lunqin directly.

Unless the soul method breaks through to the Dacheng realm.

"Boom"

Without hesitation, Chen Ping smashed down another two corals.

"How can this child's spirit technique be released so many times in such a quick succession?"

Si Lunqin frowned, and in the gap, he managed to gather another gray shield.

At the same time as the two great fifth-order souls were competing, the spells in their hands collided not to be outdone.

Jianguang Flood Dragon entangled fiercely with the hand of the scroll.

After half a breath, Jiaolong's body shattered inch by inch.

And the big hand that covered the sky was also thrown back into the scroll.

Si Lunqin sneered, and with a wave of his finger, a huge amount of spiritual energy gushed out from the eyes of the spirit veins, and rushed into the scroll.

The holy spirit object, which had been dimmed a moment ago, immediately flickered brightly.

After a while, the palm pattern broke out again, and the momentum became even more terrifying.

This palm is black and shiny, and the five blue pointed armors flash with a sinister and cold light, extremely sharp.

Because it is too large, before the claw heart falls, it gives people a feeling that the sky is falling, and there is no way to avoid it.

As soon as S Lunqin's incantation sounded, his giant hand grabbed it down.

A wave of evil roared down, as if a monstrous ocean wave swept across the sky, making Chen Ping tremble violently.

"If you want to break this thing, you must first destroy the fifth-order spiritual veins, otherwise Si Lunqin will continue to absorb the spiritual energy of the sea, and I will lose if I fight for a long time."

Chen Ping's thoughts changed sharply, and he slapped the storage ring with one hand, and a delicate fire sword flew out obliquely.

With a slight sway, it turned into a ten-foot-long sword dragon, and slammed fiercely at the hand of the Sea Clan.

A loud bang sounded between the two.

The exquisite fire sword seemed to have slashed on an indestructible rock, but it could only cause the giant hand to pause slightly, and the body unexpectedly shattered.

This sword is a low-grade spirit treasure he bought in Wunianfang City before, and it serves as a transitional natal magic weapon.

This sword is refined and rough, and its power is limited, even if it is blessed with two heavenly leaves, it is ordinary.

So Chen Ping resolutely gave up and put it on the shelf.

The momentary delay of Spirit Sword allowed him to withdraw.

Stepping on the water, he returned to the cave.

In front of you is a small clear pond.

The spring eye of the fifth-order sea spirit vein!

As long as this place is destroyed, the aura contained in this piece of spiritual vein will explode and disintegrate in an instant.

"You dare!"

Si Lunqin immediately saw through Chen Ping's intentions, and the giant claw hovered in the air, traveling through a large space and teleporting directly to the top of the mountain range.

At the same time, he pulled out a middle finger and crushed it down hard.

Facing upwards, Chen Ping smiled strangely, and shot something in his left hand.

It was the gray conch he carried with him!

"My Clan's Supreme Treasure!"

When the gray shadow gradually became clear, Si Lunqin seemed to have seen an unbelievable scene, and his breathing immediately became heavy.

There are countless sea tribes, large and small, in the Fancang sea area.

But the most recognized treasure is the five-element spiritual conch that has always been collected by the Li Pan tribe, and it is in the hands of the strongest monks of each generation.

This object not only symbolizes the inheritance of the ethnic group, but also is a heavy killing weapon comparable to the top heaven-reaching spiritual treasure of the human race!
More than 1 years ago, that sixth-level senior went deep into the archipelago, and a war broke out with Jiudaowen Bigu Pill.

After being seriously injured, he completely lost the five-element snail.

During this period, the Sea Clan secretly sent many monks to infiltrate the archipelago in order to retrieve the treasure.

Unfortunately, there is always nothing.

The loss of the five-element snail made that Almighty feel guilty.

When there are two hundred years left before the deadline, it will end in depression.

It can be said that finding the five-element snail is the obsession of every sea tribe.

Si Lunqin never expected that he would see the treasure of the ethnic group in the remote Jingyang Sea.

And it was still in the hands of a human monk.

As for the induction being wrong, that is absolutely impossible.

The fifth star she comprehends is the power of perception, and her sensitivity to external objects far exceeds that of the same level.

"It's God's will!"

Si Lunqin showed ecstasy, and immediately directed the Holy Spirit to change the direction of attack, and grabbed the gray conch.

At this moment, nothing matters anymore.

It doesn't matter if the fifth-order spiritual vein is destroyed, even if all the Silun tribes are wiped out except her.

As long as it takes a hundred years to refine the treasure and bring it back to the imperial court, even those old stubborn people who have completed the fifth level will not dare to reject her openly.

"Let you smile first."

Chen Ping snorted coldly, and all the spiritual swords of Zhou Tian Wanjue Sword Formation gathered above his head.

The colorful light was brilliant, and all the flying swords merged into one in an instant, forming a five- to sixty-foot seven-color giant sword.

Immediately, the sound of howling swords surged wildly.

Shocking sword shadows exploded from the surface of the giant sword, which suddenly turned into dazzling flying rainbows and slashed straight at the eye of the spirit vein.

"Boom!"

The mountain was shattered, and an area with a radius of more than ten miles was overturned by a sword, exposing the sea water underneath.

The condensed sea spiritual energy suddenly shattered like tofu, and huge ripples viciously swayed around.

Wusheng Mountain is abolished!
Si Lunqin also happened to be catching a medium gray conch, with an excited and pious expression on his face, as if he was enshrining a real fairy.

In an instant, both of them achieved their goals.

Chen Ping destroyed the Hai Lingmai, and Si Lunqin took the treasure of the ethnic group!

However, he didn't know what the other party thought, but for Chen Ping, the current situation was endless.

Turning back into the air, he looked at Si Lunqin without speaking or smiling. When the storage ring was lit, two monsters, one green and one white, appeared out of thin air and surrounded the woman firmly.

The one in blue is a seahorse puppet of the fifth rank.

The white monster is actually a white silkworm with a curly body.

The aura it exudes is also of the fifth rank.

That's right, the corpses of the two fifth-order monster beasts that Xu Wenqing handed over to him were successfully created by him very early on.

It's just that he didn't admit it to the Jindan junior.

It is so dangerous to enter the Sea Clan area alone, of course he will make perfect preparations.

At first, Chen Ping was unwilling to release the two puppets.

After all, the strength of Si Lunqin and Corpse Refining was too terrifying, and it was difficult for the low-rank puppets of the fifth rank to bear a few tricks.

But now, he had to be summoned, even being a human shield would increase his chances of winning.

Today, Si Lunqin must fall here!

The resources of the tribe are still second.

When Chu Shuangshuang was testing Zhenjun Yuanqing's state, he made a discovery that made Chen Ping ecstatic.

This man's mana aura is actually mixed with two attributes of fire and earth.

It proves that Yuan Qing's main cultivation method has dual attributes of fire and earth!
And the spiritual roots of his physical body include the three elements of earth, fire, and wood.

Undoubtedly, what Yuan Qing practiced was the multi-attribute technique that he was looking for, and it was very suitable for his spiritual root.

The major practice of a Nascent Soul cultivator is at least the mid-level Tianpin!
Therefore, whether it is to return to Tianyan Continent or to change the exercises, he must rescue Yuan Qing.

There is only one Yuanying who is struggling to support Yuanqing's fellow villagers. At that time, shouldn't he be allowed to do whatever he wants?

(End of this chapter)