In the void, more than a dozen elders stood in all directions, with flying magic weapons flashing, and all kinds of methods were prepared. They pinched magic tricks with their hands, and all the paths to Wudao Peak were shrouded in the attack range.

Taoist Huangshi with satisfaction retracted his gaze and looked at Zhao Bing and said, "The heavenly level skill you have learned is very good. You are worthy of being the number one genius in the snowy area of ​​the south. I have a secret technique, but I wonder if you can understand it?"

Zhao Bing stood behind Xiaochuan without saying a word, ignoring Huangshili.

Huang Shi smiled and said, "It seems that if your master doesn't say anything, you are too lazy to pay attention to me, the former sect leader."

Wang Xiaochuan was happy. Zhao Bing looked gentle and calm, and became a slave and was quite good. So he said, "Zhao Bing, the sect leader is asking you."

"I wonder what secret technique Master Huang has?" Zhao Bing shook his blue shirt before he saluted.

Taoist Huangshi was not angry, and his lips moved slightly, so he gave the secret technique to Zhao Bing. After the latter nodded and understood, he shook his arms and threw out a black light.

It was a page of black paper with complex patterns engraved on the edges and a slight red light.

Wang Xiaochuan looked at it and saw that the black paper looked like the previous mark of the Heavenly Dao.

Sure enough, Zhao Bing took the black paper and unexpectedly said: "The Seal of Heaven?"

"With this thing, you can inherit your Nine-Turn Immortal Divine Art. It just requires extremely high understanding and patience. It may hurt your soul, but it is also worth it at some point." Taoist Huangshi looked directly at Zhao Bing and nodded, with a trace of intriguing hidden deep in his eyes.

Wang Xiaochuan was about to ask about some secret technique, but saw Huang Shi screaming, reaching out to slash the air, and several palm prints flew out, slapping around, as if an enemy was coming.

"Sect Master?" Several elders were surprised and couldn't figure out how the other party got in.

Huang Shi shouted: "This person has been locked by me. Don't move around, don't fall into a trap."

With a rumbling sound, another punch hit the void, but Huang Shi took three steps in a row. It seemed that this person was not easy to deal with.

The diffusing ripples made the clouds thinner, and the cold wind blew, making the surroundings bright.

The Taoist Huangshi raised his hand and flew out one by one. Wudao Peak was surrounded. He couldn't see the omission, so he pinched a magic trick and made some marks. The black and purple array flag grew in the wind, and in an instant it was ten feet in size, with a total of seven sides. Each flag had a flying dragon, with its teeth and claws and roaring, breaking out of the flag with a roar. The scales were layered, with some faint cold light. With a sweep of big tail, the seven dragons covered Wang Xiaochuan and the other two. The purple light filled. Not only could they not be seen, but they could not even enter.

Wang Xiaochuan was surprised. These dragons were extremely ferocious, and they were not comparable to those of the Border Continent. If the enemy had not come, he would have to study it.

Outside the formation, the Taoist Huangshi was still running around, and his fists and feet were all gone. It can be seen that the visitor was indeed powerful and he did not see the other person until now.

The Creation Kung Fu was still grabbed by Ogawa. He wanted to put it in the storage bag, but unfortunately he couldn't put it in after trying it a few times, so he had to stuff it into his clothes.

More than a dozen elders dared not move around and protected the surroundings with serious care so that no one could take advantage of the situation.

The treasure light was even more serious, and some elders were urging their magic power to activate their immortal weapons and danced.

Among the mountains, the great general manager Jingzhong took his disciples to patrol the mountains and drive people.

Elder Li showed doubts. With his cultivation level in the God Transformation Stage, he couldn't see his opponent. This man was too powerful. The hidden art reached such a state, but I was afraid that even the Immortal Lord could not do it?

Zhao Bing took these into his eyes and said calmly: "Master, don't watch it anymore, Sect Master Huang is acting."

"Acting?" Wang Xiaochuan was puzzled.

Zhao Bing raised his hand, clamped the page of the Heavenly Dao Seal Picture with two fingers, and said lightly: "The secret technique taught by Sect Master Huang just now is called the art of robbery. Low-level cultivators can use it by relying on this Heavenly Dao Seal Picture, but it will cause great harm to the soul. At worst, they will die, and at least they will be demented."

"What is this art of robbery?" Wang Xiaochuan was a little curious.

Zhao Bing said coldly: "It is used to burn the martial arts. Master Huang said it is used to burn the Nine-Turn Immortal Magical Art for me. In fact, it is probably because I want me to burn your martial arts of fortune."

"Create my creation skills? Oh, that's right, senior brother is indeed thoughtful. He used this formation to isolate us first. He is blocking people's ears and ears. Not bad, if..." Wang Xiaochuan looked at Zhao Bing excitedly, but he said again and stopped talking.

Zhao Bing smiled faintly and turned around and said, "What's wrong with Master?"

"This method is good, but it's too cruel. If you don't say that it's serious, you will die, and if you're dementia, you will die. If you die, you won't feel guilty. I still have to take care of you. It's not worth it." Wang Xiaochuan shook his hands repeatedly, with a serious look on his face.

Zhao Bing couldn't help laughing and said, "I'm just a slave, I'll die if I die. If I get dementia, wouldn't it be better if you kill me?"

"Nonsense. Although my elder brother said that being a person should be ruthless and unrighteous, I don't think so. In my opinion, you should be ruthless and unrighteous in dealing with your enemies, and you should still be more kind to your own people." Wang Xiaochuan looked thoughtful and said, "But I seem to be more and more afraid of death."

Zhao Bing was a little stunned and then said, "Maybe you are becoming more and more reluctant to die."

"Hmm? I guess it's good to live, haha." Wang Xiaochuan felt proud and looked down on Zhao Bing and said: "Now, the number one genius in the snowy area in the south is my subordinate."

Zhao Bing did not respond and changed the topic: "Do you really want me to burn your creation technique? If you are stolen, will you regret it?"

"You can still comprehend the martial arts without any skills, but you will be gone if you die." Ogawa thought, took out the long disc and said, "In my opinion, now I will recognize my master with blood. Even if I am robbed, I will remember it. It's not a big loss."

Zhao Bing was very touched. Seeing that Wang Xiaochuan was about to recognize his master with blood, he hurriedly stopped him and said, "Slowly, you can't do this."

"how?"

He calmed down his emotions and said sincerely: "Master thought this too simply. Not to mention other supreme elders of the Xun Immortal Sect, the previous Qingning Immortal Lord is enough to shock others. As long as the alarm bell sounds, who can escape his pursuit? Qingning Immortal Lord's creation technique is the treasure book for the Xun Immortal Lord, which is extremely fast and cannot escape by ordinary people."

"What does this mean?"

"Master, don't ask too much, there are some things that can only be guessed." Zhao Bing said cautiously: "There is not much time left, so I'd better burn the martial arts for you first."

Ogawa shook his head: "No, that's a harm to you."

Zhao Bing grinned and said, "Don't worry, my soul is very powerful. I can nourish the Yuan. Although it is a bit harmful to use the art of robbery, it will not become dementia. At most, the soul will be damaged and stop under the Nascent Soul. At that time, I will have to trouble my master to succeed in my cultivation and find some magical pills to restore my soul."

"really?"

Zhao Bing nodded, sat cross-legged, and bit his tongue decisively, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the center of the black paper.

The mark of the Heavenly Dao burned, the red and black flames danced, and the patterns on the edges seemed to come alive, forming a strange mark, and the light flashed, which was incorporated into his soul.

After Wang Xiaochuan took out the long disc, Zhao Bing threw away another jade slip. Then he patted his forehead. His blue shirt flew, and he slapped the magic tricks one by one, and he chanted the spells in a whisper.

The long disc trembled slightly, originally as smooth as a mirror, but now it became rough, appearing uneven, and there was even a blue light flashing slightly.
Chapter completed!