Suddenly, a purple-green sword energy more than a hundred feet long slashed out and faced the spiritual power.

Purple Qi is a derivative of the Purple Rhinoceros Sword itself.

The green sword energy is the evolution of Chen Ping's swordsmanship.

The sword of the best psychic weapon combined with the third step of sword cultivation is already an attack that is considered to be the pinnacle of the archipelago's cultivation world.

"Ice, earth attribute mana!"

The two exploded a few miles away from the flying carriage.

It turned into a colorful wind pillar and rose into the sky.

Seen from a distance, it is truly astonishing.

Chen Ping glanced at that strange space, his eyes showing caution.

He seemed to be about the same strength as the sneak attack monk, and he did not suffer any damage. .??.??

But in fact, he has already suffered a small loss.

Because the opponent only released pure mana, it was wiped out together with the sword energy without even forming a spell.

With such a strong supernatural power, the person coming must be the Evil Lord!

Chen Ping's consciousness spread like waves over and over again, and his mind began to change rapidly.

The Evil Lord at least has ice-earth spiritual roots.

While ice attributes are good at attacking, earth attributes are second to none in defense.

With these two attributes combined into one, this person is really difficult to deal with.

"The blow I just made, the golden elixir will not be able to catch it in the later stage."

I saw an extra cloud of blood mist appearing in the sky above the flying carriage.

Evil Lord's unique voice sounded from it.

After sending a message to Wei Xueling to tell him to take care of the carriage, Chen Ping said coldly: "What do you mean by the evil Taoist fellow Taoist intercepting me halfway and bullying me?"

"It's a joke, I am the ancestor of evil cultivators, and I never follow rules and regulations in my actions!"

The blood mist trembled violently, and the sound of laughter could be heard.

Immediately afterwards, in the unclear blood mist, Evil Lord rubbed his hands together, and a pair of shiny black armbands suddenly appeared on his arms.

The animal-shaped patterns on the surface are densely packed, and I don’t know what is mysterious about it.

"The breath of Lingbao!"

Chen Ping's eyes pinched and his breathing became a little heavy.

Although he was unable to penetrate the blood mist and observe the Evil Lord's true form, the terrifying murderous intent that soared into the sky appeared out of thin air and could not be blocked at all.

It is definitely an authentic spiritual treasure.

Moreover, it is even better than the Prajna Spirit-Slaying Whip of Lan Yue Sect.

Naturally, it cannot be at the mid-range level.

Unless Xie Zun majors in treasure skills.

Strike first to gain the upper hand!

The more dangerous it is, the more calm Chen Ping becomes.

A green light flashed all over his body, and a thunderbolt came out, followed by a few flashes of sword energy, which melted into the nearby air like icebergs melting away.

The Zhou Tian Ten Thousand Sword Formation was arranged in an instant!

"Boom!"

A colorful sword rushed out.

At first it was only a few feet long.

However, under the flow of spiritual light from the base of the formation, the size of this sword instantly increased dramatically.

It suddenly transformed into a behemoth that was ten times the size.

With Chen Ping's slightest click, the colorful sword turned into a beam of light, reached the top of the blood mist, and came out again.

As the giant sword slashed down, the blood light flashed crazily and turned into a blurry grimace.

The ghost face met the sword energy with an expressionless expression.

The blood mixed in the mist suddenly turned into countless blood spots the size of rice grains, desperately adhering to the giant sword.

In addition to the giant sword itself, as soon as the ordinary sword energy wrapped around it comes into contact with these blood spots, streams of gray smoke suddenly appear and dissolve instantly.

Chen Ping's heart suddenly sank.

The sword energy attached to the giant sword is a means of supplementing magical powers.

The blood spots were melted away, and the strength was weakened by at least 20%!

"cut!"

When his consciousness was completely locked on the blood mist, Chen Ping pointed a finger with a frosty face.

The giant sword immediately fell from the sky with a soundless slash.

"Buzz!"

There was a sudden strange sound, and a transparent wall suddenly opened in the blood mist.

And under the touch of a tentacle, the entire mask was dyed blood red.

The blood mist rolled above, condensing into droplets of viscous blood.

The bloody atmosphere suddenly increased greatly.

"Blood path magical power?"

Chen Ping's eyes shrank, and he was secretly shocked.

Orthodox Kung Fu, Demonic Kung Fu, Blood Dao Kung Fu, almost cover all the systems of human monks.

There is no obvious distinction between the three.

It's just that the characteristics are completely different.

The orthodox Kung Fu is relatively peaceful, while the Demonic Kung Fu is overbearing and unparalleled.

However, very few monks take the initiative to practice the Blood Path Kung Fu.

The advantages and disadvantages of this type of exercise are quite extreme, and it is famous for its variety.

Sure enough, there was a continuous loud noise, and the colorful sword and blood light intertwined for a while before being bounced away.

The blood-colored wall covering just shuddered a few times inadvertently.

Not weaker than the defense of Lingyao Jade Bowl!

The magical power of the blood path is indeed very strange.

Chen Ping's face was filled with caution. He waved his sleeves and the magic power in his meridians circulated rapidly.

The rich fire spirit power even turned into a fire phoenix and flew towards the big sword.

Then the sound of a spell came out, and a layer of flames erupted on the sword.

This is a technique he specializes in.

It can temporarily combine the two killing powers of sword and fire to enhance the power of the sword.

In fact, the most suitable attribute for the sword array is undoubtedly the power of thunder and lightning.

However, the Immortal Thunder Technique has only been cultivated to the second level, and the energy of the Green Thunder Vortex is not stable.

He tried hundreds of times but failed to realize his idea.

After the spiritual fire covered the sword, Chen Ping showed no intention of stopping.

Instead, he raised his hand and hit a few more

The Taoist secrets shot onto the colorful sword.

In an instant, Caijian's size increased sharply.

After a rumbling shaking.

The seven-colored sword, which was more than a hundred feet long, hit the center of the blood shield like Optimus Prime.

When the sharp sword tip touched it, the top of the blood shield began to deform slightly and dented in.

The entire wall covering was shaking violently.

Chen Ping was slightly happy when he saw this, and poured another 20% of his spiritual power into it.

The colorful sword is still slowly growing in size.

The deformation of the top of the blood shield has become increasingly obvious.
To be continued...