Jiang Ping'an no longer has to search for ores, he can practice with peace of mind and concentrate on understanding the laws.
The most time-consuming part of cultivation is comprehending the laws. Those with high comprehension will comprehend faster.
Jiang Ping'an's understanding is average, but he has Huolian Wu Daozi and Shi Gong.
If you don’t have enough qualifications, you have to find resources.
On this day, Jiang Ping'an was practicing, and a voice came from outside the barrier.
"Jiang Ping'an, I have something to ask you."
The person who spoke was Mo Bufan, the son of the Great Elder Mo Chong.
Jiang Pingan ignored it.
It's definitely not a good thing if the other party is full of hostility.
If Mo Bufan wasn't Mo Chong's son, Jiang Ping'an would have killed him with a slap.
If he takes action now, it will not be conducive to his development in the Demon God Cult.
Mo Bufan stood outside the barrier and felt hugely humiliated when Jiang Pingan ignored him.
As the son of a great elder, when had he ever received such contempt? This damn Jiang Ping'an deserves to die!
"Do you think I can't do anything to you if you don't come out?"
Mo Bufan suddenly took out a rolled painting and quickly opened it.
A strange force surged out, pulling Jiang Pingan and Qian Huanrou inside the barrier.
After doing this, Mo Bufan quickly closed the painting, put it away, flew out of the cave, and shouted in panic: "No! The Holy Son is missing!"
"what happened?"
The strong man who heard Mo Bufan's shout appeared.
Mo Bufan pretended to be anxious, "I don't know what's going on. I heard that the Holy Son was here, and I planned to come over to take a look, but when I arrived, I found that the Holy Son was not there!"
"Has the Holy Son gone out?"
A strong man lets go of his spiritual consciousness, covering tens of thousands of miles in radius.
When he didn't notice Jiang Ping'an's aura, his expression changed.
"No, something may have happened to the Holy Son. Go find the Holy Son quickly!"
They all know that Jiang Ping'an is a very cautious person. They know that killers often appear and will never run around.
If there is no Jiang Ping'an within a radius of ten thousand miles, then something is probably really wrong!
The strong men of the Demon God Sect ignored cultivation and immediately searched for him.
Then, no matter how far they flew, they could not find any trace of Jiang Ping'an.
They had suspected Mo Bufan, the person who discovered Jiang Ping'an's disappearance, but with Mo Bufan's strength, even if there were 10,000 of them, they could be crushed by Jiang Ping'an.
Mo Bufan couldn't hurt Jiang Ping'an at all.
Unless Mo Bufan uses the treasure, this kind of treasure will definitely fluctuate, and it is impossible not to notice the movement.
They searched Mo Bufan. Before they checked, Mo Bufan had already hidden the painting in a storage magic weapon and threw it into the unmanned mine under Duan Tianya.
Excluding Mo Bufan's suspicion, the strong ones from the Demon God Sect could only suspect that it was some super strong person who used some method of hiding his aura to quietly take away Jiang Ping'an.
The top leaders of the Demon God Cult quickly organized an army and prepared for the worst.
If news of Jiang Ping'an's disappearance comes, the demons will definitely take the opportunity to attack.
Among the paintings of the Great Emperor.
The world is shrouded in black and white ink, with black and white mountains, black and white trees, and black and white heaven and earth.
Only Jiang Pingan and Qian Huanrou are colorful.
Qian Huanrou took out the golden transmission note. This transmission note is extremely effective and can be used in many enchantments.
However, he found that he could not contact the outside world at all, which made Qian Huanrou feel a little more gloomy.
"That Mo Bufan used some means to bring us to a special space."
Seeing that Jiang Pingan didn't respond, Qian Huanrou looked up at Jiang Pingan and noticed that he was looking into the distance.
Looking along Jiang Pingan's line of sight, a black and white figure stood on a black and white mountain.
The figure had his back to them, and an indescribable and powerful sense of oppression swept over him.
"Deng Deng Deng~"
Qian Huanrou subconsciously took a few steps back and almost fell down. Jiang Pingan quickly supported her.
Qian Huan's delicate body trembled, looking at the back in horror.
"This...this breath...the Emperor! This is definitely the breath of the Emperor!"
It's not that the figure itself is very strong, but that it has a majestic aura of being lonely and seeking defeat, looking down on the world, like a master, full of oppression, and unable to resist.
"I remembered it! When I was practicing at Tiandao Academy in the early years, I saw an ink painting that was very similar to the picture in front of me!"
"According to rumors, this painting was made by the emperor when he was young, and it contains the will of the young emperor!"
"If a monk below the integration stage enters it, he will definitely be killed by this will!"
Gan Huanrou, who had always been calm, lost his cool at this moment.
Jiang Ping'an's face darkened, a painting from Tiandao Academy? Then this is probably related to the chaotic body.
The damn chaotic body is here to harm him again!
Qian Huanrou quickly took out a golden sword, which contained the power of the great avenue. Mysterious runes flashed around the sword body, which contained a very powerful weapon.
This is a treasure modeled after the Immortal Slaying Sword and possesses great power.
You must leave quickly or you will definitely die.
Just when Qian Huanrou wanted to activate the sword and break through the space to escape, a big warm hand grabbed her hand.
Qian Huanrou looked at Jiang Pingan and found that Jiang Pingan was staring straight at the black and white back, with fighting spirit radiating out uncontrollably.
Qian Huanrou immediately guessed what Jiang Ping'an was going to do and immediately dissuaded him, "You can't beat him, he is the Great Emperor!"
"He is just a will of the emperor, not the real emperor."
Jiang Ping'an stared straight at the back, and the strong pressure made his heart beat faster.
The ancient emperor is also called the great emperor.
The word "Emperor" became noble because of his appearance.
In ancient times, the human race was weak and was just food for all living beings. With the appearance of one person, everything was reversed, allowing the human race to rise from the bottom to become the leader of all races.
He was the pioneer of formations and talismans when he created talismans based on the barbarian totem patterns.
Unify the written language, create skills, and spread culture, giving the weak human race the capital to compete with powerful creatures.
Forge weapons to resist the sharp teeth of the monsters, and later forge fairy weapons to guard the humans.
Out of the wilderness, fighting all the way, defeating the Sky-Swallowing Crocodile that has dominated for countless years, and sweeping past and present powerhouses.
He is like an eternal star, no one dares to look directly at him, but when he chants his true name, all races kneel down.
It wasn't until the path to immortality was opened and the great emperor led the powerful men of that era to leave that all races could take a breather.
Humans, whether good or bad, all respect this existence.
When Qian Huanrou saw that Jiang Pingan wanted to challenge the emperor, he almost thought that there was something wrong with Jiang Pingan's head.
"Even if this is a will, no one at the same level can defeat him!"
Defeating the Great Emperor, only a stupid newcomer who has just entered the world of cultivation dares to think so.
The stronger you become, the more you understand how terrifying the emperor was back then.
To give the simplest example, ever since the powerful men of the Great Emperor left, they have been unable to forge immortal weapons, and even quasi-immortal weapons have become almost impossible to create.
And the chairs that the emperor only sat on were affected by the power on him and became quasi-immortal weapons.
The Emperor is like a god, and it is difficult to predict just how powerful he is.
Jiang Pingan let go of Qian Huanrou's hand, stepped on the void, and walked towards the back figure.
"Jiang Pingan, please give me some advice from the emperor!"
Jiang Ping'an's voice was like thunder, and the laws of heaven and earth sensed these arrogant words and shook violently.
It is really heart-warming to be able to see with one's own eyes the graceful appearance of the great emperor.
Qian Huan Rouqi's chest rose and fell, why was this Jiang Ping'an so stupid? Even though he was very strong, he was not at the same level as the Emperor.
The ink figure on the top of the ink mountain slowly raised his hand, without looking back at all, and waved his hand gently.
A big black and white hand covering the sky descended from the sky, containing powerful laws of power, and shot toward Jiang Ping'an with imperial power.
Jiang Ping'an felt this powerful pressure, and directly used the third level of the fighting magic, which increased his combat power by four times. Barbarian totem patterns covered his body, and he activated the small phaseless skill, and his body size increased to ten thousand meters.
Facing the slapped palm, he did not dodge, but directly faced it.
"Crazy! You are crazy!"
Seeing Jiang Pingan's behavior, Qian Huanrou's heart fluctuated violently, and he was no longer as calm as before.
It is simply impossible to defeat the Great Emperor.
The invincibility of the Great Emperor is equivalent to the supreme principle of existence, which cannot be changed.
