You can't hide it.

Chen Ping knew it well.

There was no way he could kill all of the dozens of weapon refiners in the flying car.

Besides, Gu Sixian had already known about his strength.

This time, no matter whether Lei Bao can be built or not, he has no intention of hiding it.

After sensing that Wei Xueling was walking away, Chen Ping let out a muffled groan, and his face suddenly turned as golden as paper.

Then the cramps in his internal organs hit him, and he spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground.

That armband spiritual treasure is extraordinary.

And from his previous battle with Gu Sixian, his blood essence and blood had not fully recovered.

At that moment, he was seriously injured.

Holding back the severe pain, Chen Ping quickly swallowed several fourth-grade healing pills, which gradually stabilized his injury.

This batch of Erdaowen elixir was refined by Yu Yangchang, and its efficacy is very pure.

"Only by the means he can reveal, he is still half a step behind the veteran monks."

Chen Ping sighed slightly and said to himself.

Wei Xueling thought that the Evil Lord's defeat was just to put gold in his face.

The real reasons are nothing more than two points.

First, although the armband spiritual treasure is powerful, it consumes a lot of mana.

Even if he is a great golden elixir cultivator, he cannot control two attacks.

Secondly, the evil master is probably worried about his soul secret technique.

From the beginning, this person's attacks were mainly based on temptation.

"Fellow Taoist Evil Master said that he admires you very much and asked me, the Four Inner Sea Sects, to be merciful."

These are the exact words said by Ji Yuanshe that day on Tianshou Island.

Chen Ping always felt that Xie Zun had guessed that Master Wan Sha died at his hands and deliberately framed him.

Ever since he found out that this man was a blood monk with ice and earth attributes, his danger level in Chen Ping's heart has surpassed that of Gu Sixian.

Speaking of which, there is an evil master and the head cultivator of Lan Yue Sect.

These two people are currently the most difficult human monks to deal with.

However, both of them have perfected the golden elixir and are just a stone's throw away from the Nascent Soul realm.

Even if the probability of breaking through the big bottleneck is extremely low, Chen Ping has to guard against it.

Once one of the two reaches the level of Nascent Soul, killing him is like an ant.

"The top priority is to refine the thunder treasure first."

Chen Ping didn't think too much about the matter that was too far away. He closed his eyes and concentrated on absorbing the power of the medicine.

…

There are only a handful of fourth-level islands in Yuanyan waters.

It is basically the core location of the four sects in the Inner Sea, and no one else can get involved.

But there are a lot of third-level islands.

Some powerful third-level islands are even as prestigious as fourth-level islands.

For example, the original Wangqin Island.

Or maybe it's the Purple Thunder Island in front of you.

Looking down from a high altitude, most of the islands that are nearly a thousand miles away are shrouded in a layer of purple mist.

Upon closer inspection, these mist are actually formed by the gathering of pure thunder spirit energy.

"This place is worthy of being the number one Leixiu Island in the sea."

On the speed train, Chen Ping said with slight satisfaction.

After ten days of traveling, the cultivators arrived at the waters of Sanjue Palace without any danger, except for the time when the Evil Lord intercepted them.

Of course, there are two Jindan monks to suppress it. The archipelago is so big that it can’t go anywhere!

"Tens of thousands of years ago, a star containing the power of immortal thunder fell from the fourth heaven, collided with several trenches in the sea, and swept up a deep sea vortex with a radius of hundreds of miles."

"After thousands of years of precipitation, the star gravel and seabed sand slowly condensed, thus forming Purple Thunder Island."

Jia Wenmao, who was a few steps behind, explained aloud.

Hearing him mention the stars, Chen Ping's heart moved slightly.

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This type of star that can change a party's environment is usually an incredible treasure.

But tens of thousands of years have passed, and it is not his turn to harvest whatever treasures there are. They have been searched out by predecessors.

After thinking for a long time, Chen Ping flew off the carriage and used Dragon Eagle Step to circle around Purple Thunder Island.

During this period, he used his spiritual consciousness to scan every corner several times.

Purple Thunder Island's cultivation level is unexpectedly strong.

For every twenty monks, there is one Leilinggen monk, which is an absurdly high ratio.

In addition, the number of Yuan Dan Dzogchen and Fake Dan monks alone exceeds the number of one palm.

Ordinary Yuan Dan has more than thirty people.

Judging from the areas where they are distributed, they should belong to six forces.

Sure enough, Jia Wenmao's next words verified his guess.

"Two seniors, Purple Thunder Island belongs to Sanjue Palace and is controlled by four major families and two large sects."

"The site I want to borrow is a basin occupied by the Yuxi Sect, the strongest of the six major forces."

Seeing that Chen Ping and Wei Xueling had never visited Purple Thunder Island, Jia Wenmao revealed in detail.

"What does the Yuxi Sect have to do with you?"

Chen Ping glanced at him lightly and said teasingly.

"Fifty years ago, I offered to rent the basin for a while at a high price, but was rejected by the Supreme Elder of the Yuxi Sect, which made me lose face."

After coughing a few times, Jia Wenmao said calmly.

"I'm not here to help you regain your position this time."

Chen Ping snorted and warned.

"This junior knows in his heart that refining spiritual treasures is a top priority."

After a pause, Jia Wenmao hurriedly added: "Senior, you will know when you go there. That basin is definitely the most suitable place in the archipelago's cultivation world for refining heavy treasures with thunder attributes."

Nodding, Chen Ping drove the car and sped directly towards a mountain range in the center of the island.

…

Now that we have arrived at Purple Thunder Island, the next thing becomes easy.

After Chen Ping and Wei Xueling revealed their identities and released the unique pressure of the Jindan monks, the Yuxi Sect was as trembling as if they were going through a calamity.

Several Yuandan elders eagerly lowered their heads to listen to the decree.

The sect has been closed for five years and no one's itinerary is allowed to be revealed.

This is Chen Ping's order to the Yuxi Sect.

During the process of refining the treasure, he didn't really want to meet the two people from Sanjue Hall in advance.

The first cultivator of the Yuxi Sect, the fake alchemy monk Xuan Tianlei, nodded and bowed, promising again and again.

With the pressure from the two golden elixirs, how could he dare to obey even the slightest bit?

Palace Master Dugu and Palace Master Ji knew about it and would probably not blame him.

…

The next day.

Under the leadership of Xuan Tianlei, Chen Ping, Wei Xueling and dozens of weapon refining masters moved to a basin.

This place is called Xuanlei Valley, and it is a famous area on the island.

Xuanlei Valley is also a forbidden area of ​​the Yuxi Sect. Normally, true disciples would have to spend a lot of contribution points to practice inside.

"I wonder how many spiritual stones your Yuxi Sect plans to collect with so many of us coming in?"

Jia Wenmao said in a strange tone.
To be continued...