He can be sure that this experience of returning to one calamity has spread widely only because of him.

"Afraid that I'll die out of anger outside?" Chen Ping thought strangely.

The character of fellow Sword Sect members cannot be questioned.

Even though he had been missing for more than a hundred years without leaving any clues, the sect did not make any big splash to find him.

This is a disguised form of protection.

Confuse the judgment of external hostile forces.

Let them mistakenly think that they have returned to the sect for retreat.

Nowadays, Xu Yinxuan's experience in overcoming the tribulation has spread throughout the human race, and it has been confirmed that the sect still cares about him.

"But I don't want to go back!"

After sweeping away the hundreds of storage rings stuffed in his arms, Chen Ping's initial excitement disappeared.

Except for top-level resources, it is too easy to collect property in the Demon Sect territory.

He was really reluctant to leave.

"If you capture the Infinite Bright Pill of the Thousand Machine Demon Sect, the result will be the same whether I return to the sect or not."

After making up his mind, Chen Ping calmly returned to the cave.

Although Tianyan City is a small border town, there are a huge number of living creatures living there.

At present, about 90% of the powerful men above level 5 are gathered on the four-sided city wall.

The hundred-foot-long spiritual cannons are one after another.

The muzzles of the guns were ferocious, aimed at various locations outside the city.

As a peak powerhouse who was temporarily recruited by the Thousand Machines Demon Sect, Chen Ping's treatment and power were pretty good.

During the beast tide, the monthly salary is twenty top-quality spiritual stones! The Demon Sect’s inducement this time has paid off.

It is said that the price offered to Shao Laomo in the early stage of refining the void was higher, and the settlement was settled with fairy crystals.

"Shao Laomo is really as rumored.

You are so cautious. Even if you know that I am killing Sun Qiu, you can still endure it!"

Glancing quietly at the jade chariot at the top of the city wall, Chen Ping became secretly alert.

At this moment, there were three beings at the Void Refining level gathered in the jade chariot.

They are the two ancestors of the Thousand Machines Demon Sect, and Shao Laomo, a strong casual cultivator who was temporarily hired.

As for the fourth Void Refining Demon Cultivator who was originally practicing near the Immortal City, he disappeared without a trace.

Probably because he doesn't want to be driven by the Demon Sect.

An hour later.

The jade curtain hanging outside the chariot suddenly parted to both sides.

Three figures with overwhelming demonic aura flew out from it and hung in the air looking down at the cultivators.

The skinny old man and the middle-aged man with a goatee on the left and right have a weaker aura.

They are Shao Lao Mo and Sun He Taoist Master of Thousand Machine Demon Sect.

Both of them are full of blood, giving people the first impression that they are cruel and unscrupulous demon cultivators.

The person in the middle is an approachable old man in black robe.

Not only does he have no sinister temperament, but he also has a subtle and elegant medicinal fragrance floating around his body.

He looks very much like an old man who cultivates his moral character and lives aloof from the world.

But all the creatures in the city are always in awe of this.

Even the whispers were silenced, and everyone was trembling with fear.

Ancestor Qi Yan of the Thousand Machine Demon Sect!

This person is not a good person.

More than half of the unique elixir he refined needs to be refined into the flesh and blood of living beings

The evil deeds that Qi Yan has done so far in his cultivation are beyond the imagination of ordinary people like the mortals and low-level monks protected by Tianyan City.

The total number has always remained around 200 million.

Occasionally half of them disappear inexplicably.

It is said that it was Qi Yan who refined the magic elixir.

Treat the weak as pigs and dogs.

Unabashedly displayed in the world of magic.

"These three Void Refining Demonic Cultivators are all strong blood masters!"

Hundreds of miles apart, Chen Ping felt vaguely.

Blood art is good at saving lives.

He had seen how difficult it was to kill the second slough's blood path rules with the Nirvana Blood Butterfly.

But today is different from the past.

The sword and the death fusion rules are both transformed. As long as he seizes a chance, there is a possibility of complete destruction.

Looking down at the fairy city, Qi Yan spoke calmly.

He encouraged the monks guarding the city with both promises and threats.

Subsequently, the demon summoned many external gods.

Chen Ping is naturally among them.

"Li Chongye, little friend Li, I heard from Junior Brother Sun that you are quite skilled in the art of elixirs?"

Qi Yan glanced at him and said gently.

"With the skills of a mosquito and a fly, you never dare to mention the word master in front of Senior Qi!"

Chen Pingqiang said calmly.

Li Chongye is his alias in the Demon City.

Anyway, the true master of the Great Thousand World has fallen for an unknown number of years.

The style of this name is not bad, so it naturally caught the eyes of Dharma.

"Li Xiaoyou, you are so humble. Junyan admires you very much!"

Sun He stroked his beard and smiled.

Controlling an alchemist who can stably produce sixth-grade elixirs will be of great benefit to the Sun family.

"If Li Xiaoyou makes a great contribution to the beast tide, then join our sect and take an important position. The Thousand Machine Demon Sect will not treat you badly!"

Qi Yan's discussion words were full of doubts.

He himself is a great alchemist.

There is no such thirst for talents from ordinary alchemists.

It's just that for this kind of people, it's best to stay in the sect.

There is no need to join other forces to indirectly weaken the Demon Sect.

"Juniors must try their best to perform!"

Chen Ping appropriately showed a hint of excitement.

The two ancestors of the Demon Sect nodded with satisfaction, continued to say some words of encouragement, and then stopped paying more attention to him.

Shao Laomo, who was watching with cold eyes, showed no hostility.

He looked calm as if he didn't know Chen Ping had killed his grandson.

"Hey, the first wave of attacks in Qingjun's demon realm turned out to be a wave of insects!"

At this time, Qi Yan raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"Insect Tide!"

The monks around heard this

One after another, his eyes flicked over.

But the sky in the distance was blue, and everything was as usual. There was no sign of anything unusual. But within two breaths, the scenery at the end of the horizon changed drastically.

A dark green torrent appeared in his sight.

It instantly became thick and turbulent, turning into a gloomy mist, rolling toward the city wall.

Chen Ping restrained his spiritual thoughts to maintain the normal level at the peak of divine transformation. At the same time, the spiritual power in his body flashed towards his pupils.
To be continued...