Xuanbing opened his eyes and fled in panic

"Shura evil spirit"

A palm killed the man with a bearded purple robe who had the sun shining and moonlight energy outside Fang Ping's fist. His body shook, his muscles increased sharply, and his momentum soared. Straws of purple evil spirit rose from the pores of the man with a bearded purple robe, emitting an extreme threatening, fatal, and cold breath.

"The fourth change in the Heavenly Realm and the first three changes in the Heavenly Realm are indeed not a small part. If I don't borrow the innate Xuan Soldier, I will definitely not be his opponent."

Fang Ping quickly judged the situation and pulled out the sword box where the innate Xuan Soldier was stored behind without saying a word.

"kindness?"

The man with a beard and purple robe glanced at him with emotion, and did not take it seriously. He held his five fingers with a weak grasp. The purple evil spirit that surged out of his body was pulled and gathered into his palm. This was the magic skill he had practiced, with great power and great potential. It was just right for Fang Ping to kill Fang Ping.

"die!"

In the flash of lightning, the man in purple robe came to Fang Ping like a bloodthirsty monster.

Fang Ping opened the lid above the sword box, reached into the box, and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

The innate Xuan Soldier responded, and the buzzed and the aura was urging. Blood lines flew out of the hilt of the sword and drilled into the master's arm, devouring the master's life energy.

Fang Ping frowned slightly. Every time he used this innate mysterious weapon, he would provide vitality to the weapon. Fortunately, Fang Ping has now practiced to the innate realm, and his vitality is as vast as a vast ocean.

In the case where he provided enough life energy:

The thirteen eyeballs that were sleeping outside the sword suddenly opened one, indicating that the innate Xuan Soldier had recovered some of the power.

Buzzing!

The red blood was flowing out of the eyes, and the light red vertical pupils shone out with evil and tyrannical light, just like a living demon.

Just as Fang Ping was about to raise his long sword, the man in a beard and purple robe retreated to the distance in a frightened manner.

Everyone was puzzled, what's wrong?

The man with a beard and purple robe who had retreated more than a hundred meters away looked as usual, but the shadow of death felt at that moment was unprecedentedly strong, as if a man-eating beast was dormant in the sword box.

"Illusion? No! There is something in that box that can take my life."

Thinking of the man with a beard and purple robe here, he turned around and flew away in the eyes of everyone's stunned geese.

Fang Ping highly praised this man with a beard and purple robe, and felt the threat brought by the innate Xuan Soldier after the recovery of the revival, so he left without saying a word, which was decisive!

Retracting his palm that was stretched into the sword box, Fang Ping closed the lid and looked at the head of the Shenyong Sect.

The head of the Shenyong Sect swallowed in confusion, but he was not stupid. The man in the purple robe fled in panic. There must be a reason for this. He bowed to Fang Ping with a dry smile, and the head of the Shenyong Sect also chose to leave.

"How could this look? What secret is hidden in this little beast's box?" The old man of Blood Soul moved his footsteps in confusion. It was no longer meaningful for him to stay.

only……

"You can't leave."

Fang Ping's eyes were sharply confined the footsteps of the Blood Soul Old Man.

"Why can't I leave!" The old man Blood Soul resisted the urge to curse.

"Do you still have to think about this? I will cut the grass without eradicating the roots, and the spring breeze will blew and grow again. I hurt you, so how can you not hold a grudge against me? Besides, it's an old man, and the older man will be most vengeful." Fang Ping explained bluntly.

Without Fang Ping's action, the old man Blood Soul almost couldn't get up in one breath. As the boy knew that he was an old man, he also attacked him and refused to let him go. Is there anyone who bullied the old man like this?

Should you be bullied when you are old? Should you be ambushed when you are old?

The old man in Blood Soul became more angry the more he thought about it, but he was bound to be strong. He was attacked by Fang Ping for a moment, and his strength was not much left. "Little... my friend said so well, but don't worry, I am not a person who goes against his word. I can make a vow and never hold a grudge against you in today's affairs."

"Don't trust him! This old man is notorious and kills people. He has never done anything bad. This time he killed a true master of Qixia Sect, dozens of inner disciples, and the fifth elder died after he was hit by him." The head of Qixia Sect excitedly revealed the character of the old man Blood Soul. This is an old man who is not worthy of trust.

Fang Ping: "Then..."

Before Fang Ping could finish his words, the old man in Blood Soul turned his body into a afterimage and escaped into the depths of the jungle.

A moment later, the old man was sent to Huangquan Road by Fang Ping and the head of Qixia Sect, but he ran a little slow.

Fang Ping habitually plundered the corpse of the old man Blood Soul and found a secret book of "Blood Soul Magical Art", a few bottles of medium-grade pills, some scattered silver, and nothing else.

Experts who walk around the world generally don’t carry much stuff on them.

Half a day later.

Qixia Sect.

After washing up, the head of Qixia Sect who had put on a brand new robe appeared in front of Fang Ping with gratitude and said, "I will never thank you for your kindness. This time, the head of the sect and several elders, all the disciples can escape from the tiger's mouth, thanks to the little friend Lian Feihu who took action with mercy."

As he said that, the head of Qixia Sect asked his disciples outside to bring a silver plate.

There was a large piece of meat on the silver plate, which was as crystal clear as jade, and the scales outside the skin were as big as palms, and dark blue.

"This is the flesh and blood on the body of alien spirit beasts. There is rarely pure vitality. After eating it, practitioners have a great gang leader for cultivation and qi and blood, but it also contains the fierce aura left by alien spirit beasts. The best way to deal with it is to boil it into pills." The head of Qixia Sect introduced Wei Fangping.

"Okay, I understand." Fang Ping accepted the flesh of a alien spirit beast, "I still have something to do, so I won't bother you."

Fang Ping left Qixia Sect and returned to Qixia Sect Inn.

"Second brother, what kind of meat are you?"

"This is the flesh of a alien spirit beast!"

"It doesn't look delicious, let me try it for you."

"Don't even think about it!"

After driving away Fang Ying, who was coveting the flesh of alien spirit beasts, Fang Ping cut off a small piece of alien spirit beasts with a knife and put it in his mouth to chew it. It melted in his mouth, and it was sweet and delicious, without any bloody smell.

The moment it entered the abdomen, a heat flowed through the eight extraordinary meridians and the five internal organs.

"Is it delicious?" Fang Ying lay pitifully on the table and looked at her second brother.

"Delicious!" Fang Ping ate more than a dozen pieces in a row, and his body became hotter and hotter, and his qi and blood were strengthened. At the same time, a negative energy that made people want to destroy and kill was invaded to Fang Ping's spiritual level. This was the fierce and evil aura left in the flesh of alien spirit beasts. Fang Ping did not hesitate to start the furnace cultivation technique.

The energy of a piece of alien spirit beast's flesh is dozens of times higher than that of top meat.

"Ran it into jerky meat, carry it with you to replenish your energy!"

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Chapter completed!