Chapter 1005: A Thousand Years of Loneliness in the World, the Change of the Three Colored Stones(1/5)
The huge wind pressure that fell from the Taoist temple suddenly descended into the void nearby.
The terrifying shock wave that unfolded almost crushed all the node barriers in the consciousness to the ground!
Chen Ping just cast a cold glance at the existence in the depths of the Taoist temple, then stepped on the void with an expressionless face and walked over step by step.
With every step he took, his body suddenly grew larger.
When Kankan walked up to the Taoist temple, his whole body was covered with black light, and a chaotic fairy form like a demon appeared instead.
Then, the sword energy curled up on his arm, and a long sword with the color of glaze suddenly appeared.
The sword swung across the sky, and suddenly, a strange wave of eternal desolation but containing rebirth rippled out in circles.
Regarding the Tao of Chaos, Chen Ping has mastered the two most basic characteristics of tolerance, swallowing, and derivation of all things.
And with the blessing of the chaos species talent, he understood it thoroughly.
"Chaos Dharma!"
In the Taoist temple, the previously ridiculing voices had become louder.
"Why, you all can be called true immortals. Is this black-clad chaotic body still not worthy of being an immortal?"
Chen Ping held his sword in one hand and caught fire in the wind.
The chaotic black fire flows with the wind and goes straight up.
In the blink of an eye, the glazed fairy sword turned into a flaming sword pillar that penetrated the sea of stars, slashing towards the Taoist temple with terrifying force.
After breaking through to the semi-immortal realm, Chen Ping's soul did not increase much due to his strong background.
But the mana crystals in the body are 50% more!
With this strike, the sword light traces split along the way transformed into huge runes, filling most of the sky.
Moreover, a killing super sword array was vaguely formed.
Thousands of red clouds in the sword array emitted a mighty spiritual pressure that stagnated the world, and rushed straight into the Taoist temple.
"Buzz!"
Faced with such a fierce power, the Taoist temple that appeared in the void trembled violently, spun around, and sprayed out a piece of yellow powder.
These powders appear to be fine and light.
But the moment Fang Yi fell, it turned into pieces of fairy land.
They all fell straight towards the Chaos Immortal Phase.
In response, balls of hot light emerged from the Taoist temple at the same time.
At first, there were only two or thirty pills.
In the blink of an eye, the white ball of light split into thousands, hundreds of thousands.
"Boom!"
The powder and light ball merged and swept down, splashing in all directions.
But as soon as the sword light comes into contact, it immediately disappears and disintegrates, and not a single ray can penetrate into the sword curtain.
However, the khaki powder that was showing its teeth and claws did not show signs of weakening and danced wildly.
Wherever he passed, solid flying lands appeared crisscrossing the area.
The powerful sword array was intercepted by force, but it was also unable to cut the Taoist temple's body.
"Most of the true immortals in Dingtian Realm are proficient in defensive techniques!"
Seeing this, Chen Ping frowned.
At this moment, black flames billowed in the sky.
Long rivers of turbulent lava surged up into the waves and splashed towards the Taoist temple.
The momentum was so strong that it completely ignited the entire barrier.
But the Taoist temple was filled with smoke and stood still.
However, the body size fluctuated from big to small, and it was illusory and illusory, and it escaped the Yuan Yan's washing without any damage.
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"Haha, Fellow Daoist Chen used two strikes to unleash a magical defensive power that Pindao has not used for hundreds of thousands of years."
"If those comrades who were defeated by you hadn't gone to Longxia Sea to invite Pindao's real body to come in person, I'm afraid this Dingtian Immortal World would have been completely poisoned by you!"
After the words fell, a gray wooden door in the center of the Taoist temple suddenly opened, and a man walked out faintly.
"Toxic? Fellow Taoist, what you said is serious. I am clearly planning to leave."
Chen Ping's voice was low and he retorted neither salty nor blandly.
The feeling of being wrongly accused is really uncomfortable.
"Fellow Daoist Chen indeed has the strength to return to his true form through the Five Meridians."
"Although this poor Taoist has hidden killer moves, my fellow Taoists must be the same. In my opinion, it's better to just try it briefly and go their separate ways!"
"Anyway, after the poor Taoist invited his Taoist friends out of the fairy world, the local old guys have no reason to blame him."
"As for the magic weapon that Fellow Daoist Chen robbed, it must be a gift from the poor Taoist."
"Pindao is the first cultivator in the world of determination, and things that have been determined will not be repeated again!"
In the Taoist temple, the consciousness of the figure slowly walking out swept away, and the hostility was actually removed.
"Xiao Chong, what are you doing?"
Before Chen Ping could answer, he first lowered his head and glared at the weapon spirit in his arms.
"Master, the king of the fairy world takes the initiative to seek peace. This glorious moment must be recorded!"
Xiao Zhong held a few Immortal Immortal Beads and said incoherently.
"Don't be embarrassed and conspicuous. Is he afraid of me?"
Waving his sleeves to stop the weapon spirit's move, Chen Ping squinted his eyes and stared closely at the figure that was gradually congealing.
Jiuluo True Immortal!
The only five-blooded soul in the world of Dingtian who has returned to his true form!
Chen Ping knew very well how difficult it was to deal with the high-level human heel and would not underestimate it.
After all, even if this great human being is placed in the rules world, he is still the pinnacle creature second only to the Zhengdao Bell.
"Fellow Daoist Chen from another world, your magical power is even greater than Pindao expected."
As these words spread, figures became clearly visible in front of the jade square of the ancient Taoist temple.
He was a middle-aged Taoist who looked about forty or fifty years old.
Elegant and easy-going, with a full head of yellow hair, wearing a floor-length gray robe.
There is a ring of earth-colored mist flying up and down on the body, thick and vigorous.
It is clear that he has used his earth attribute magical powers to the extent of his heart!
"Fellow Daoist Jiuluo is well-deserved, and he is not a creature that the so-called true immortals can match before!"
Taking back Yuan Yan and Jian Xianxiang, Chen Ping in black said calmly.
Looking at Jiuluo, he felt at peace.
It seems that I feel an illusion of peace and tranquility in the years.
It is probably because of the year-round retreat and self-cultivation!
"Fellow Taoist, are you willing to stop?"
Jiuluo smiled and hugged his fists.
"If there is no conflict of interest, it would be ridiculous for us to fight over life and death."
Chen Ping returned the gift with his hands raised and said bluntly.
The resources he grabbed were far from reaching Jiuluo's bottom line.
Let's give each other a step down.
This Jiuluo is also an old monster with a delicate heart. It is impossible for him to fight a powerful stranger because of a battle of spirits.
"Yes, fighting and killing is not the purpose. I have lived for 1.2 million years, but I didn't expect that the young Daoist Chen can also see clearly."
Jiu Luo praised with steady eyes.
There was a hint of probing in the words.
"Excellent. I am almost 30,000 years old. I can't remember my exact age."
The vicissitudes of time passed by in a flash, Chen Ping said with emotion.
Thirty thousand years old?
To be continued...