But the next moment, the smile on Qi Yuan's face suddenly solidified.

I saw a layer of bright white flames suddenly appearing on the Pure Yang Sword, and the crystal powder dissolved one after another and turned into nothingness.

The droplet-like flames gathered at the tip of the sword, forming a white spiritual flame that beat freely.

"What kind of spiritual fire is this? It can actually melt my magic power."

The fear in Qi Yuan's heart became more and more serious.

He immediately said nothing and continued to activate the formula. The Moonlight Orb was hidden in a certain space, and he once again released thousands of three-inch sharp spears, stabbing at Chen Ping like a violent storm.

"Hey, is there any special spiritual restraint that has been refined into the natal Taoist weapon of Master Qiyuan?"

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes slightly. The Moonlight Orb was quite strange. After it merged with the air, even his consciousness could not break through the location of its body.

This should be the power of spiritual imprisonment.

Just like what is inserted into his Pure Yang Sword is the Huangyue Ancient Forbidden Refined by Ban Tiande, which can greatly improve the hardness attribute.

Concealed spiritual restraints are relatively rare and are generally used to enhance magic needles, short blades, arrows and other magic weapons suitable for sneak attacks.

Of course, the Spiritual Imprisonment can be mixed and matched at will, it all depends on the monk's preference.

During a magic fight, the enemy cannot find the true form of the magic weapon, which is also a disguised form of defense.

At a glance, the storm of sharp spears exuding a cold air was already very close at hand. Chen Ping suddenly grabbed it with his fingers, and an elegant green lotus the size of a palm emerged.

"buzz"

With a swirling movement, the green lotus took the initiative to move towards the Chunyang Sword. In the blink of an eye, it melted away, forming a layer of fine green petals on the sword body, shining like the scales of a green dragon.

The ninth form of the Green Lotus Sword Technique is to pick the lotus and cut the mountain.

Chen Ping's eyes turned sharply, and then he waved his sleeves and robes, and the sword energy was layered one after another. The coldness was violent and turned into the same heavy rain, hitting the sharp spears.

The blue and white brilliance hit a spot, and various explosions occurred one after another. The sea water below was stirred crazily, and the sound was extremely shocking.

However, after just a pause, the stalemate between the two sides was broken.

The green sword rain shattered many sharp spears in one breath, and he only lost about 30% of the number, showing an extremely brave performance.

If you switch to the second step of sword cultivation, it will be absolutely impossible to compete with the spells performed by the half-step golden elixir.

But the Green Lotus Sword Intent in the realm of human-sword unity is like a stream of pure true energy, which greatly increases the power of the Pure Yang Sword.

"As expected of a third-step swordsman."

This situation made Qi Yuan's face darken. He was thinking about whether to use other spells to defeat the opponent or to continue to entangle him with the Moon Flower Orb. When the Pure Yang Sword stood horizontally in the void, the situation suddenly changed again.

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The emerald green lotus actually gathered together again, and as it rotated rapidly, a hazy shadow of the sword was shed. Even if he was hundreds of feet away, he could clearly sense the aura of swordsmanship coming from it, violent and tough, and moving forward indomitably.

Under the influence of Qinglian, the sword radiance became more and more intense, and it continuously spurted out from the sword body without any sign of stopping, seemingly endless.

"cut!"

Chen Pingping pointed an expressionless finger, and the sword light occupying an area of ​​several miles roared in a telepathic manner, seemingly scattering in all directions.

Yes, his real purpose is to search for the Moonlight Orb.

This bead must be hidden nearby, so it will be relatively simple.

Under the indiscriminate attack of sword energy all over the sky, he did not believe that Qi Yuan would not reveal any flaws.

Sure enough, there was a fleeting movement in the southeast. The sword energy in that small area completely disappeared, followed by a white escaping light flying out, covered with a faint luster, it was the Moonlight Orb.

A sharp look flashed in Chen Ping's eyes, and a mouthful of blood turned into rays of light and sprayed onto the Pure Yang Sword.

Immediately, the long sword made a long clear sound, and a cyan sword that was more than ten feet long slashed hard at the white shadow, accompanied by the faint sound of wind and thunder.

"Back!"

Qi Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly flicked his sleeves and robe, and a silver spear slipped out. He swung it out with a loud scream of cold light, and wherever it passed, a white mark appeared out of thin air.

"Your opponent is me."

Di Yaoxian said calmly, he understood that Qi Yuan was getting anxious and wanted to break a way through the sea of ​​fire to retrieve the Moon Flower Pearl.

But how could he let this person get his way?

Immortal Di Yao smiled coldly, raised his neck and spat out a ball of blood. With a "bang" sound, the blood mist suddenly exploded around the Jiuyang True Fire Comb.

After absorbing the monk's essence and blood, the sea of ​​fire began to surge, and the sky and sea almost connected into a barrier covered by fire spiritual power.

The silver spear that was originally unstoppable seemed to have fallen into an extremely viscous liquid and involuntarily stagnated.

The Moonlight Orb outside was also greatly hindered, lingering three feet away from the barrier, moving slowly.

"cut!"

Di Yaoxian's exertion bought Chen Ping a precious half-breath time. He took the Shadow Step and stabbed down hard with the Pure Yang Sword in his hand. Immediately, the green light pierced into the body of the Moon Flower Orb.

"Click"

There was a crisp sound, and the Moonlight Orb started from the middle, with tiny cracks as bright as a mirror spread everywhere, and then it completely cracked like a volcanic eruption.

A high-grade Taoist artifact was cut into two halves under this attack and fell into the seabed.

If it were a defensive Taoist weapon, it might be able to barely support one or two, but obviously the Moonlight Orb does not belong to that category.

Chen Ping didn't feel sorry for breaking a valuable high-grade Taoist artifact with his own hands.

The Moon Flower Orb is the natal magic weapon that was sacrificed by the Sanren of Qiyuan. Destroying it is equivalent to cutting off an arm of this person.

"Ahem"

Qi Yuan, who was in the sea of ​​​​fire, felt a sweetness in his throat, and forced his luck to calm the violent energy and blood.

When the natal instrument related to the breath was broken, he also suffered serious injuries.

The elegant face showed boundless evil spirit, but he was immediately hidden by Qi Yuan, retreated to the edge of the fire world, and said gloomily: "To be honest, there is no need for us to fight for life or death."

"I did make a mistake by uniting with the Tong family to plot the foundation of the Cangji Sect. However, my natal Taoist weapon was also destroyed by you. Why don't you cancel it and I withdraw from this fight? What do you two Taoist friends think?"

After speaking, Qi Yuan, as if to show his sincerity, collected fifty-six orbs by his side to form a shield and stopped the attack.

I think of him as the top casual cultivator. Since he was promoted to Yuan Dan Dzogchen, except for a few setbacks in the Shuangcheng cultivation world, walking on the Glazed Sea is like walking in his own yard, without any worries.

He visited the mysterious Little Dream Island Akabane Palace several times.

He chatted and laughed happily with his palace master and enjoyed the respect of monks of the same rank.

Although he was unwilling to bow to Immortal Di Yao from the bottom of his heart, the current situation was unstoppable, and Chen Ping's strength was still beyond his expectations, probably almost the same as that of Wood and Stone Sage.

What made him even more afraid was Immortal Di Yao.

This person was basically risking his life with him. After just a few moves, the old guy had already consumed thirty drops of essence and blood. He looked like he didn't care if we both perished together.

Qi Yuan knew very well that the reason why Immortal Di Yao killed eight hundred enemies and lost a thousand to himself was because he had only a few years to live and no longer cared about his body and Taoism.

But he was different. He was in his early four hundred years, and he had a chance to attack the golden elixir. How could he be willing to trade injuries for injuries and continue to fight hard?

"I can sign a thick contract with two Taoist friends, and from now on, the water in the well will not interfere with the water in the river."

Seeing that Immortal Di Yao also stopped attacking, Qi Yuan couldn't help but feel complacent in his heart, and said lightly: "My magical power is not only based on the natal Taoist weapon. Even if I am defeated by the two Taoist friends, I can still escape safely."

Very confident.”

"If we break up today, when I recover from my injury, you, the Cangji Sect, will be the first to deal with it. Fellow Taoist Di Daoist will be crying under the abyss when the time comes. You can't blame me for not giving you a choice."

Hearing his blatant threats, Di Yaoxian's expression changed drastically, and he almost shed tears of gloom.

Qi Yuan smiled coldly, looked at Chen Ping again, and shouted in a voice like rolling thunder: "Friend Chen, it is better to dissolve enemies than to make them. You are also a monk with family ties. Although I don't want to take action against the younger generation, but the descendants of the enemy, I

But there is no mercy at all."

"Diyao Immortal is a buried monk. There is really no need for you to get too involved for the sake of a little friendship. Besides, you have a bright future, fellow Taoist. I really want to make friends with you."

After transmitting this sentence into the secret, Old God Qi Yuan held his hands in the air, waiting for Chen Ping's response.

The Liuli Sea is hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Chen family's sea area, and there is no dispute of interest between the two.

As long as Chen Ping's attitude is relaxed, the mere Immortal Di Yao will have nothing to fear.

He believes that those who can cultivate to the Yuan Dan realm are not impulsive and brainless people.

But reality slapped him hard in the face. For two full breaths, Chen Ping ignored him or even looked at him.

"The one who just ran away should be Tong Shengrong."

Looking in the direction of Wuhui Island, Chen Ping said thoughtfully.

It's not that he is arrogant, but that his attention is temporarily focused elsewhere.

In just a short while, the Spider Demon King puppet had already eliminated the Blood-weeping Fierce Butterfly.

Then, a ray of light suddenly came from Wuhui Island. It had relatively strong magic power. It was probably Tong Shengrong, another supreme elder of the Tong family who was in the middle stage of Yuan Dan.

Perhaps this person discovered that Tong Huyun's soul lamp was extinguished, and was so frightened that he went out of the city to inquire about the situation.

But just in time to see the scene where the third-level spider demon puppet punched the butterfly demon to death, the figure immediately shrank back.

"The Tong family's betrayal of trust, and my breaking of my promise is not a heartless act."
To be continued...