As soon as the phantom of the Pixiu was formed, the bloody mouth was lit up at a colorful giant sword.

A purple cloud leaked out.

At first it was only a thin layer, several miles in size.

But in half a breath, the sword formation was covered in an endless stream.

As soon as the colorful giant sword touched the Ziyunfang, it made a "sizzling" sound.

In the blink of an eye, the giant sword suddenly collapsed and divided into thousands of sword threads.

I saw the Pixiu sucking hard with a big mouth, and actually sucking the sword threads into my mouth.

He chewed it seriously for a few times, and then swallowed it whole into his belly.

"Hehe, how powerful is Gu's sword swallowing power?"

Gu Sixian said in a while, and a trace of color flashed away.

"Don't tell Chen, this is a magic created by fellow Daoist Gu."

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Chen Ping said expressionlessly.

"Yes, Gu has to print for hundreds of years, so he is not willing to waste his time."

Gu Sixian nodded proudly, then raised his palm, and the bright red light flashed rapidly, and a bright ball of light as bright as blood appeared slightly and swelled.

With the five fingers closed, the light ball shook gently, reflecting the surrounding area into a bright red area.

He turned his palm down again, and an invisible force rushed out.

The light ball in mid-air was beaten by it, and it formed a wave of overwhelming force, hitting Chen Ping fiercely.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ping danced with his sleeves.

The colorful sword silks scattered around were shining with a cold light, and they once again gathered into a giant sword.

The previous giant sword was swallowed by the Taotan. If the second sword continues to be lost, it will damage the foundation of the formation.

Therefore, Chen Ping simply stopped retaining it.

More than a dozen drops of essence and blood penetrated into the meridians from the dantian, and a strong breath came from his body.

His body size suddenly increased by half a foot.

I don't know where the upper body's clothes flew.

The bright skin was exposed, like a new silver armor, shining brightly, making people unable to look directly.

Hold the sword in one hand and grab it with harshness.

The ball of light containing hot and high temperatures collapsed and disappeared as soon as it came into contact with the silver giant hand.

As for the phantom of Pixiu, he even slapped it and could not move at all.

"The peak of the golden elixir!"

Gu Sixian's eyelids hopped hard, and her face turned completely ugly.

Both of his spells are at the Great Perfection level.

Chen Ping can easily smash it, which fully proves his guess.

The Sun Eclipse God Bud was really taken away by this son and refined.

Chen Ping's body was originally in the early stage of the Golden Pill.

After absorbing a complete divine bud, there is indeed a chance that it will break into the Great Perfection in one breath!

"He has been practicing in the Golden Elixir Stage for just fifty years and has been able to be on par with our great monks."

Gu Sixian felt an inexplicable emotion from the bottom of his heart.

My heart was beating wildly, and I pulled out a short red whip, and suddenly hit the sky without saying a word.

Seeing that Gu Sixian used the spiritual treasure, Chen Ping became cautious and commanded the colorful giant sword to hide into the formation, preparing to wait for an opportunity to attack.

But he himself, his arms crossed and he wanted to hold the Prajna Spirit-Slaying Whip above his head.

"Whip!"

Gu Sixian was not surprised that Lingbao was held back, and then his eyes flashed with a strange color and he shouted in a low voice.

"Buzz!"

The spirit-slaughtering whip trembled violently, and a red light shone from beginning to end.

Suddenly, a dazzling whip shadow of hundreds of feet was suddenly generated.

Every inch of it was blazing with raging fire, shattering the sword threads in the Wanjue Sword Formation.

The power of the spiritual treasure has truly begun to appear!

"Only by breaking his spiritual treasure attack can I be qualified to truly compete with these old Jindan sects!"

Chen Ping showed a fierce look on his face. In Gu Sixian's horrified expression, his fleshy palms were in the shape of a knife, and he went on everything without saying a word.

"Bang!"

With the supreme power of his body, he instantly cut the whip shadow into several segments.

The violent residual aura ran wildly uncontrollably.

The large area of ​​the battle is intertwined with the sound of howling wolves.

The two men's mana swept through the flow, forming a huge vortex.

At this time, behind Gu Sixian, a colorful giant sword shot out of thin air, silently like a poisonous snake.

He was carefully observing the extent of the loss of the spiritual treasure to Chen Ping's essence and blood. When the giant sword was approaching, he suddenly realized that his body was shaking.

The purple light of the Huayue Fan flashed suddenly, and several sword threads unexpectedly penetrated his body.

Still a phantom!

Several miles away, Gu Sixian lowered her head and looked at the tiny sword marks on her arm, and sneered.

For him, he doesn't have to worry about this injury, replying is just a matter of thought.

But Gu Sixian immediately discovered something was wrong.

The colorful giant sword seemed to lock him, and after slashing, it did not disappear.

It shot out from a tricky corner again.

He is now a little difficult to get off the ground.

With all his strength in controlling the Prajna Spirit-Slaying Whip, he could only barely mobilize the body of the Huan Yue Fan.

After all, he is not a Nascent Soul cultivator and his magic power is not enough to support two spiritual treasures.

"I was actually forced into such a difficult situation by this kid!"

Gu Sixian smashed a top-grade spirit stone, and then a raised area in his arms burst automatically.

Large white light flew out from a jade bowl, forming a layer of shield on the edge of his body.

"Boom!"

The colorful giant sword hit Gu Sixian, who no longer dodges, first triggering an amazing explosion on the shield.

The battle between the Zhoutian Wanjue Formation and the Lower Defensive Spirit Treasure!

Of course, because Gu Sixian injected his magic power into the Prajna Spirit-Slaying Whip, the power of the Lingyao Jade Bowl could not be exerted by 30%.

It is more about relying on the hardness of its body to force the sword.

"Wow!"

The giant sword scattered and turned into countless sword rains, heading towards the shield

Smash it up.

Immediately, the shield generated by the Lingyao Jade Bowl became strange, and the surface of each part was three inches concave.

The inner side is full of sharp corners.

This is the sword tip!

"Shishe!"

In the end, the shield was destroyed and dissipated under the bombardment of countless sword energy.

"If you kill Mr. Gu, I will get three spiritual treasures at once, and the Golden Pill will be able to invincible islands in the later stage!"

At this time, Chen Ping didn't care whether he was arguing with the Prajna Spirit-Slaying Whip, and his divine thoughts moved fiercely.

The remaining sword energy continued to shoot at Gu Sixian without hesitation.

This person's physical cultivation level is not yet in the golden elixir.

If the sword energy passes through the body, it will inevitably lead to death without life!

"snort!"

Gu Sixian raised one hand calmly and flipped it over again. Suddenly, the green light flashed, and a small blue tree about meter high flew out of the storage ring.

This tree is no different from the ordinary sycamore tree.

But there is a talisman posted on each leaf.

"Crash!"

In an instant, the dense talismans were completely activated.

As the runes rolled, countless blue flying catkins were dancing, immediately spreading throughout the void.

"Dingdang!"

The remaining sword silk shot on the flying catkins, as if it had encountered a copper and iron wall, and could not penetrate half an inch deep.
To be continued...