Jiang Ping An looked at Battle Intent Armor on his body, a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes.
Master may think that the remaining thousand years of life cannot break through to the next level.
Therefore, he used the remaining half of his life span to mortgage it to the Wealth Source Commerce Association, in exchange for resources, and bought a treasure for his apprentice.
The better Master treats him, the more Jiang Ping An hates Heaven Swallowing Crocodile Race.
If not for Heaven Swallowing Crocodile Race, Master has a great Future.
However, all this was ruined.
Damn Heaven Swallowing Crocodile Race, just wait, I'll go right away!
Jiang Ping An engraved the Divine Sense brand on the armor. With a thought, the armor flashed with a black light and quickly turned into a black exquisite wrist guard.
When you use this battle suit armor, you only need to think about it, and the armor will cover your whole body, which is very convenient.
An old woman asked the geniuses, "Who else wants to continue the challenge?"
This competition is not a compulsory competition. Anyone who wants to change their ranking can challenge it.
Like Nangong Shen, he wants the first position, so he challenges Jiang Ping An.
However, he did not succeed.
All those who should compete have finished, and no one continues to challenge.
Seeing that these monks didn't speak, the old woman said leisurely, "Since no one continues to compete, let's go back and prepare. In three days, prepare to go to the Endless Mountain Range to kill demons and have a real actual battle."
The five years of cultivation were just ordinary cultivation, without Crisis of Death.
The next five years of practice are the beginning of practice.
Jiang Ping An turned around and went back to practice.
Star Guiding Art After practicing, it's time to try to compress the spiritual energy in the body and find a way to take the second step.
"Hey, stinky Woodhead, wait for me."
Meng Jing opened her beautiful legs and hurriedly chased after her, Ponytail's braid swinging rapidly.
Everyone looked at Jiang Ping An's leaving figure with complicated expressions and sighs on their faces.
Jiang Ping An is too strong. Just using Star Guiding Art can easily damage Nangong Shen.
The last Sky Covering Handprint left an indelible impression on people.
Who else is Jiang Ping An's opponent at the same level?
As a leader, he is well deserved.
The geniuses of Holy Land, Aristocratic Clan and the dynasty became eclipsed in front of Jiang Ping An.
"Who is Jiang Ping An!"
A loud roar exploded in the sky, and then, a bright light like a scorching sun fell from the sky and fell to the ground.
It turned out to be a young monk Nascent Soul Late Stage.
This man's long hair was flying, and there was a Bright Sun behind him. His whole body was hot, and the heat waves made the surrounding temperature continue to rise.
"Lesser Yang Divine Body!"
Upon seeing this person, someone immediately recognized his Talent and was shocked.
Sun and Shaoyang, both Supreme Yang Divine Body, are one of Cultivation World's top divine bodies.
The first descendant born from Sun God Body is Lesser Yang Divine Body, and both are the top-notch Supreme Yang Divine Body.
The new round of talent selection is over, and Gravity Prison has a new talent.
"My name is Feng Xuan, and I am the leader of ***Nascent Soul Realm monks!"
"Who is Jiang Ping An? I heard that he defeated Sun God Body. I want to clear up Supreme Yang Divine Body's name! Prove that the previous Sun God Body was just rubbish. I am of the Zhiyang lineage and am not weaker than others!"
Feng Xuan was high-spirited, full of arrogance, and did not hide the aura on his body at all. A round of Bright Sun flashed behind him, and the phenomenon was astonishing.
As early as five years ago, Feng Xuan declared in public that he would defeat Jiang Ping An.
Today, he came to fulfill his promise.
Nangong Shen was in despair, and when he saw Feng Xuan appear, he suddenly smiled.
"I'll fight you."
He was holding his breath and finally found a place to release it.
Feng Xuan looked at Nangong Shen with disdain, "Are you Jiang Ping An?"
"I can't even defeat you!" Nangong Shen directly attacked and used his magic to kill you.
Feng Xuan felt the other party's fear, his expression became serious, and he quickly used spells to resist.
The war broke out, Divine Light formed a formation, Nangong Shen used hundreds of top-notch spells, and relied on their strong combat power to beat Lesser Yang Divine Body Feng Xuan back again and again.
The monks looked at this new genius with sympathy.
Lesser Yang Divine Body is indeed strong, but he met the older Nangong Shen.
What's more, Nangong Shen is holding back a lot of anger and needs to vent it.
An hour later, Feng Xuan fell to the ground, with broken bones, coughing up blood, and extremely embarrassed.
Nangong Shen's mood finally became happy.
It's not that he's not strong enough, it's just that Jiang Ping An is too perverted.
Nangong Shen looked down at Feng Xuan, "You also want to defeat Jiang Ping An? I can't even withstand Jiang Ping An's three moves, you? You will be slapped to death."
When Feng Xuan, who was lying on the ground, heard this, his body trembled violently, with a look of shock on his face.
This person is so powerful that he can't survive the three moves of Jiang Ping An!
This is absolutely impossible!
There can't be such a strong Nascent Soul Realm monk in the world!
Feng Xuan began to doubt life.
Perhaps, there really are no such strong Nascent Soul Realm monks in the world, but what does this have to do with the Sealing Spirit Realm?
Nascent Soul Realm and Sealing Spirit Realm are not in the same realm at all.
The high-spirited Feng Xuan began to doubt life as soon as he came to Gravity Prison.
"Smelly Woodhead, why are you walking so fast? Wait for me." In order to keep up with Jiang Ping An, Meng Jing jumped directly behind him and wrapped around him.
Jiang Ping An shook his head helplessly, "How old are you, and you still have people carrying you?"
"Humph, you still know that we have all grown up!"
Meng Jing's hand passed through Jiang Ping An's shoulder, and his slender white fingers gently landed on Jiang Ping An's hard chest.
Feeling the temperature above, Meng Jing's cheeks turned red. His red lips leaned next to Jiang Ping An's ears and said in a very small voice, "Find a room."
Jiang Ping An didn't think much and followed the other party's words and returned to the room where he practiced before.
Two clones are practicing.
Seeing that there was no one around, Meng Jing grabbed Jiang Ping An's arm and pressed him to the ground. His clear and beautiful eyes stared straight at Jiang Ping An's mature and handsome face.
"Smelly Woodhead! I'll lock you up today and let's see where you can run!"
Meng Jing turned his five years of longing into anger and tore open Jiang Ping An's clothes with all his strength.
Jiang Ping An watched the other party's behavior and was silent for a long time. Finally, he took out Four Elephants Killing Array Flags to form Barrier, blocking the outside view.
Next door to the prison, three beautiful figures gathered together, Lei Lan holding a Crystal Ball in his hand.
This Crystal Ball is a special Mystic Treasure, which can observe the picture you want to see.
The picture in Barrier next door can be seen at a glance.
"Isn't it good for us to do this..." Yun Huang, who is usually very cold, blushed a little when he saw the scene inside.
"Little girl, go ahead and play, don't look blindly, you might get a needle eye." Xia Qing pushed Yun Huang away.
Yun Huang came back reluctantly, "Who's young? Sister Xia, don't you also have a man?"
"This Princess is different. This Princess doesn't want a man." Xia Qing stared at Crystal Ball without blinking, not looking like Princess at all.
"These two are so stupid. You should give your daughter some guidance later." Lei Lan looked at Crystal Ball and commented in a tone of experience.
Yun Huang looked at the two people speechlessly. One Great Xia Ninth Princess and the other Lei Family. The previous generation Goddess actually did such a dirty thing. It was really embarrassing for the two of them.
Yun Huang held his breath and looked at Crystal Ball with hazy eyes.