Wang Ping, immersed in the battle, gradually showed his strength.
The pressure on Emperor Moyi and others increased greatly, and none of them dared to hold back.
The two sides fought in an earth-shattering manner, fighting to the point of madness.
"With the power of Qi Yao, give me a blast."
Emperor Moyi roared, and a terrifying force suddenly burst out, blasting towards Wang Ping.
Subconsciously, Wang Ping used the Cloud Pavilion Palm Technique on his hands and the Shadowless Kick Technique on his legs to attack together.
"The power of Sua, kill."
Seeing Emperor Moyi using his ultimate move, Emperor Yuwan immediately used it.
It is simply impossible to defeat the famous Taoist brother Ping by one person. It is better to break out together, and there may be a glimmer of hope.
Seeing this, the other three mid-stage quasi-sages quickly came up with their own unique tricks.
Wang Ping was targeted by the attacks of several people, and was immediately overwhelmed in the next moment.
With his immortal body, Wang Ping certainly couldn't be fine, but he was also shaken by the violent spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
"Not bad, good, come again."
Wang Ping laughed, the Xingchen Biluo Sword flashed in his hand, and he used phantom sword technique.
The faces of several people changed, and they hurriedly prepared their own measures to deal with it.
A few people came and went, and before I knew it, a few days passed.
There was no winner or loser, but they all used up their mana.
Wang Ping gained a lot from such a high-intensity battle, and his fighting holy body made great progress.
"It's not bad at all. Recover your mana and let's fight again."
Looking at the few people with a smile, Wang Ping shouted.
It's rare to find such a good opponent, how can you let them go so easily.
When they heard that Wang Ping wanted to fight them, their expressions changed slightly.
They can't hurt each other, but they themselves are different!
Although Wang Ping deliberately spared his hand and did not kill him, Emperor Moyi and others still suffered some injuries.
"Okay, I promise you."
After pondering for a moment, Emperor Moyi gritted his teeth and said.
Wang Ping glanced at Emperor Mo Yi in surprise, and said with a smile: "Not bad, not bad, you have courage."
Presumably Emperor Moyi also felt that fighting against him, Wang Ping, would be a big gain.
If you can survive Wang Ping's devilish attack, your progress will never be any worse in the future.
"Don't worry, I was actually joking with you before. I just wanted you to fight me, and I won't kill you."
"Fight me well. If you satisfy me, I can give you some benefits."
After seeing the others, Wang Ping explained a little more.
After being stunned for a moment, several people were silent, and then they all agreed after a moment.
After recovering their mana, several people continued to fight. At Wang Ping's request, they used all their strength as before.
Again and again, back and forth, Wang Ping, Emperor Moyi and others fought for more than ten years and thousands of battles.
On this day, Wang Ping became very familiar with the Holy Body of Fighting. After discovering that it no longer worked on several people, Wang Ping defeated several people one after another.
Although several people were improving every moment while fighting him, Wang Ping's true combat power was by no means more than this.
In addition, Wang Ping has also made some progress, so the loss of effect is completely expected.
"You guys should have gained quite a lot. If you go back to practice in seclusion, you will definitely have some good fortune in the future."
Looking at the few people, Wang Ping smiled.
After more than ten years of fighting, their combat effectiveness has improved a lot because of Wang Ping, and several people are extremely respectful to Wang Ping.
At this moment, hearing Wang Ping say such words, several people vaguely felt that something was wrong.
"Brother Ping, do you mean you don't want to fight anymore?"
Looking at Wang Ping, Emperor Yuwan said anxiously.
Wang Ping nodded with a smile: "Too much is not enough. You have already tempered yourself. What you need more now is to comprehend and accumulate, and truly transform it into something of your own."
After hearing this, the five Heavenly Emperors all showed thoughtful expressions.
Without disturbing them, Wang Ping left on his gourd and continued to the Eastern Wasteland.
He didn't get the reward from Ancestor Hongyun. This is because Ancestor Hongyun's physical body has not yet been condensed!
The time it took for Patriarch Hongyun to reunite his physical body was indeed longer than he thought.
But it's not surprising. From a practitioner's perspective, ten years is nothing.
In the prehistoric times, time was very worthless, and time was measured in terms of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years.
Ten years is really not worth mentioning. It is just a short period, a very short period.
"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the spirit-returning elixir recipe."
The system sounded and issued a reward to Wang Ping for fighting against the Heavenly Emperors.
It took ten years to receive this award. Wang Ping couldn't laugh or cry. In fact, it shouldn't have been completed so slowly.
It's just that for the sake of training the Holy Body of Dou Zhan, he didn't use many of his trump cards.
After receiving the prescription and accepting it, Wang Ping pondered it with relish.
"Let's not look for Dongyue now. Let's try alchemy first."
After reading what was recorded in the elixir recipe, Wang Ping thought to himself.
With this thought in his mind, Wang Ping ordered the system to prepare several materials for alchemy for him.
"Host, have you forgotten that many of the low-level materials you collected were used to refine magic weapons when you were in the Demon Court?"
The system voice sounded, with a somewhat helpless tone.
Wang Ping was stunned and slapped his forehead. It was true.
He swallowed the higher-level treasures of heaven and earth, which had no effect on his strength. After refining the magic weapons, only a few remained in his hands.
"If nothing unexpected happens, you should have the system there, right? Can you borrow some first?"
Knowing that Wang Ping knew it, he was not in a hurry to look for it and had other ideas.
The system couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Host, it's not appropriate for us to do this."
"How come there are so many things? Just take them out if you have them. This host is a little suspicious. Are those of yours stored by this host before?"
Wang Ping curled his lips and said suspiciously.
The system slowly denied: "No, of course not. This system will not trick the host when it grows."
"Come on, if you don't help, it's just a trap. As a system, you have to have some system consciousness and sincerely help the host, right?"
Wang Ping didn't follow the system at all and used his own fallacy to mess around.
The extremely depressed system said: "We agreed, for the last time, I'll give you a hundred copies."
Wang Ping, who was beaming with joy, controlled the gourd and landed on the hilltop below.
After asking the system to fetch him ten copies of the materials, Wang Ping ran the Nine Revolutions of Alchemy Manual and prepared to try it.
One advantage of this Nine-turn Alchemy Sutra is that it is similar to Xuantian's weapon refining method. It does not require a real furnace to refine things.
But even if it was needed, Wang Ping wouldn't be able to stop it. At worst, he could refine one on site.
The Alchemy Sutra was running, and an illusory furnace appeared.
The stove is not big, about the size of a sink.
According to the records in the Alchemy Sutra, after heating the stove for a while, Wang Ping began to throw the sorted materials into it.
With previous experience in refining weapons, I became familiar with the process of refining elixirs.
Moreover, the exercises given by the system seem to be directly imprinted in the mind, and one can clearly grasp the secrets and heat inside.
It's as if these are all innate and normal.
After a series of smooth operations, the rich and delicious medicinal fragrance began to float. Wang Ping stared at the medicine cauldron with a look of anticipation in his eyes.
It was my first time to make alchemy, so I was a little excited.
