Chapter 1244

After a few days.

Xia Ping returned to the Qiankun Sect on the Luna, and then went to Beiming Peak to meet his master Beiming Saint.

"I see. It seems that you have gained a lot in Blood Soul Continent."

After listening to Xia Ping tell what happened in the Blood Soul Continent, Saint Beiming couldn't help but nodded. He also knew that Xia Ping got a lot of soul stones from the Blood Soul Continent this time.

Of course, Xia Ping still concealed the matter of the soul clan's mysterious technique, because this matter is extremely important and cannot be leaked out, otherwise catastrophe will surely be imminent.

For the saint, some soul stones are nothing at all, which is very good for ordinary practitioners, but in the eyes of the saint, it is just the same thing, and it is not very beneficial to his own practice.

So even knowing that Xia Ping got a lot of soul stones, Saint Beiming felt too much and just expressed his appreciation.

"Master, there are countless secret treasures in the Blood Soul Continent, why has no one completely conquered this continent?" Xia Ping asked curiously, even though the Soul Stone is not very useful to a saint, it is still a treasure land anyway, there is no reason not to completely conquer it .

However, many sects just sent people to monitor, not even the saints.

"The Blood Soul Saint has left behind in this continent. If we saints make a move, the teleportation array of the Blood Soul Continent will be activated immediately, and the entire continent will be teleported away. The universe is so big, it will be very difficult to find it when the time comes. Of course, there are many reasons why the saint didn't make a move, and you don't need to know this for the time being."

Saint Beiming didn't explain this too much.

"Understood, master." Xia Ping nodded. Since this is a game between saints, it's better not to get involved with a small shrimp like him, otherwise he won't know how he will die.

"By the way, master, there is one more important thing I forgot to tell you." Xia Ping remembered another thing, "I also met a group of killers in Blood Soul Continent before. They called themselves Seven Killers. An assassination was carried out."

"In the end, they naturally failed, and instead they were captured by me. After extorting a confession through torture, I discovered that there was a mastermind behind the scenes, named Kuantu Shengren, who seemed to hate me to the bone."

Hearing this, Saint Beiming's eyes revealed a gleam of coldness: "The mad slaughter saint? Is that old guy still alive? I thought he had been in hiding for so long without news, and he was seriously injured and died long ago. I didn't expect to dare to Appear and send someone to kill my apprentice."

A terrifying murderous aura permeated his body, as if it could crush the sky.

"Master, I'm being targeted by a sage, my life is frozen, can I have some treasures to defend myself?" Xia Ping blinked his eyes, and he said his purpose.

In order to deal with Qian Ba, he used a saint talisman and lost a trump card on his body. Although he also killed Qian Ba, it was a bit of a loss after thinking about it, so he hoped to make up for it from Beiming Saint. .

"You little slick."

Saint Beiming smiled: "However, Saint Kuangtu wants to kill you, and it does have a lot to do with being a teacher. After all, he has formed a deadly enmity with him. So, I will give you another saint talisman , enough to resist the power of a saint."

"If you are unlucky enough to meet a mad slaughter saint, you can take it out immediately, and then you can teleport over as a teacher to instantly kill that mad slaughter saint and eradicate future troubles."

His tone was calm, as if beheading a saint was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

After finishing speaking, a piece of golden talisman immediately fell from Beiming Saint's body and landed in Xia Ping's hand.

"Thank you master."

Xia Ping was overjoyed, and immediately took this golden talisman, he felt his hands sinking, and felt that this talisman weighed at least ten tons, and every trace was like a road brand, weighing more than a mountain.

The power of this golden talisman seems to be stronger than before.

If he had used this golden talisman on Buck's planet before, he would have killed Qian Ba ​​in an instant, turning him into ashes, and he couldn't even scream.

With a saint talisman, I believe that even in the face of a mad slaughter saint, he doesn't need to worry at all.

Moreover, he could summon his master Beiming Shengren at any time. It is estimated that if the Kuangtu Shengren dared to attack him, it would be enough for that old man to drink a pot at that time.

Thinking of this, he immediately felt flattered, and he kind of wanted to see the mad slaughter saint piss in terror.

"By the way, you said earlier that there is a magic weapon called the Sleeping Dragon Stake, which can use the equal domain to bring down powerful opponents to the same level as yourself. Where is this magic weapon?"

Saint Beiming's voice changed. He knew from Xia Ping's words just now that Xia Ping had encountered a group of enemies before. Among them were Treasure Refining Realm cultivators whose strength surpassed a level, but they could still kill them.

The method he relied on was the trapped dragon pile. This magic weapon can suppress the enemy's martial arts cultivation base to the same level as his own. It is extremely miraculous, so he is very interested in the trapped dragon pile.

"Here, but it was broken in the previous battle." Xia Ping regretted.

Although with the help of the trapped dragon stake, he beheaded several treasure refining realm practitioners, but now that the magic weapon is broken, it means that another killer weapon has disappeared from him.

With a whoosh, he took out the trapped dragon pile from his body. At this moment, the inside of the trapped dragon pile appeared in a broken state, and there were signs of fracture everywhere, obviously losing its spirituality.

After all, the trapped dragon pile is only a rare treasure, and it cannot withstand the full destruction of the practitioners in the treasure refining realm.

"interesting."

A golden light appeared in the eyes of the Beiming saint, piercing through the void, staring at the trapped dragon pile, scanning with his consciousness, and electricity was generated in the void: "It's really a fantastic idea. field power."

"The person who refined this magic weapon is definitely a genius."

He gasped in admiration. It seems to be enlightened.

Thinking of this, the Saint Beiming looked at Xia Ping: "This magic weapon is more or less beneficial to my practice. It may be able to understand by analogy. Can you let me observe it for a while?"

"Of course it's no problem. The master can observe it for as long as he wants." Xia Ping said that it's completely fine. Anyway, the Dragon Pillar has been damaged long ago, so it's not good to stay with him, and it will be thrown away as garbage afterwards. .

Or get eaten by golden slimes.

"Don't worry, the master is not a greedy person." Beiming Shengren smiled slightly, "After observing the master, I can help refine a magic weapon of the same kind."

"Thank you master."

Xia Ping's eyes lit up immediately. If the saint took action, he would definitely be able to repair the trapped dragon pile, and maybe after the saint's refinement, this magic weapon could become even stronger.

With such benefits, a fool would refuse.

"Well, if you have nothing to do, you can leave."

The sage of Beiming wanted to observe the trapped dragon pile, and he was in the process of practicing all the time.

"Yes, master."

Xia Ping stepped back immediately and stopped disturbing.