"I am from Wangyue Peak." Su Ping said.

"Wangyue Peak? Humph, it's outrageous. He actually taught you such a disrespectful disciple. It seems that I have time to teach them well." The old man snorted coldly, looked at Su Ping carefully, and said, "Little Devil, how did you come here? Let me be honest, otherwise I will remove my protection from you immediately."

"I've answered you before, just flying over, otherwise how else can I come?"

"Fart!" the old man angrily shouted: "How could you fly over just your little trick?"

"I'm telling the truth, do you believe it or not?"

Su Ping is also very bachelor and is not afraid of this old man at all. If he was outside, he would still be afraid and say something good, but in cultivating the world, he doesn't need to take care of anyone at all.

"Without my protection, you will die soon. How can you fly?" the old man said angrily.

"It's not that I can't be resurrected after death." Su Ping answered with confidence.

“??”

The old man was shocked by these words and was stunned on the spot.

It took two seconds before he finished digesting Su Ping's words and was a little stunned.

"What are you talking about? Resurrection after death? Judging from your tone, it seems to be natural..." The old man felt that his three views were impacted, and he was actually affected by a cognitive cognition by a little devil who had a tiny Taoist practice.

Su Ping asked: "What are you doing here, practicing? Understanding?"

The old man came to his senses and looked at Su Ping in a narrowed eye: "Can you really be resurrected?"

"Old man, at least I have answered your questions, but you haven't answered my words yet." Su Ping said angrily.

The old man couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, feeling more and more that Wangyue Peak needed to be rectified.

During the years I have been practicing in seclusion, these guys under my disciples have taught such a disrespectful disciple who respects the Tao. What if other mountains follow suit?

"You don't understand what I want to do even if you say it. How can people know it easily? Humph." The old man snorted coldly, squinted his eyes at Su Ping, his eyes flashing.

When Su Ping saw his eyes, he felt that he was considering whether to withdraw his power. He couldn't help but be surprised. If it were someone else, he would have retracted his power long ago to verify his words. The old man was still considering whether to do this. It can be seen that he was really worried that if it was not, he would really die.

"This old man..."

Su Ping's eyes flashed, and he also put away a hint of cynicism, and said, "Senior, I want to go to the Nine Heavens. Can you go, or can you send me there?"

The old man frowned slightly and said, "Why did you want to go to the Nine Heavens?"

"I want to explore the fairy river, find the source of immortal power, and understand the origin of immortal power." Su Ping said bluntly.

The old man was stunned and couldn't help but look at Su Ping in surprise. He was originally guessing whether Su Ping was a strong man from other sects, deliberately pretending to be a disciple of his Wentian Sect, hiding his cultivation, so that he could not sense his true cultivation. Otherwise, he would never believe that a little ghost with such a low level could come here.

However, if he could hide his cultivation so that he could not even understand it, there was no need to explore the origin of immortal power in this state, or to go to the immortal river by himself from any place, there was no need to take such risks above the Wentian Sect.

"Of course I can go, but why should I help you?" the old man asked back.

Su Ping said: "Didn't you say that I am a disciple of the Wentian Sect? As the head of the sect, who wouldn't you help me? If you help me today, I will thank you very much in the future and remember your kindness!"

"Oh!"

The old man sneered: "Who is this person? You need a little devil to remember your kindness. What rewards will you give? Just rely on your tiny practice?"

Su Ping was slightly silent and said for a moment: "The future may give an answer."

The old man raised his eyebrows, looked at him, and narrowed his eyes: "It's not impossible to help you, but I must tell you that even with my help, you will be very dangerous in the nine heavens and will die at any time. Are you prepared for this?"

Su Ping nodded: "As long as you are willing to help, the rest of the younger generation will bear the responsibility."

"Okay, then try." The old man was also very straightforward. With a casual move, Su Ping was covered in golden light and flew towards him, entering the dark eighth heaven.

The golden light dispels the surrounding darkness, revealing a void area.

"Come with me."

The old man turned around and flew in front. Su Ping, who was shrouded in golden light, was pulled by a force and followed closely behind.

The boundless darkness seemed to have no end, and the old man and Su Ping were galloping in this darkness one after another.

When Su Ping thought of Mu Xuefeng's words, even if he was an Immortal Emperor, he would have risks to go to the Immortal River. The old man in front of him was obviously an Immortal Emperor level, or an existence beyond the Immortal Level.

for a long time.

The darkness in front of him suddenly dissipated, and Su Ping saw a beautiful space and time in front of the old man, with countless colors, each color seemed to be the concreteization of some kind of power.

"This is the ninth heaven." There was a hint of solemnity in the old man's voice, and his figure stepped into this beautiful space and space: "In the ninth heaven, there is no distance, no concept of time, and even the rules and power that you can understand are not present here, there is only one kind of power here..."

"What power?"

"The power belongs to the 'Heaven'!"

The old man took a deep breath and said, "If you don't have enough power, you can't leave or even exit even if you fly here for a million meters."

At this time, a silver light flowed all over his body, and the golden light shrouded on Su Ping also turned into silver light, and the energy aura was exactly the same as that of the old man.

His palm pushed, his body seemed to turn silver, his body glowed, and a towering and transcendent aura also spread out, and his body seemed to become infinitely huge in an instant.

Su Ping felt that he suddenly became an ant under the old man's feet. To be precise, he was even smaller than an ant.

"this……"

Su Ping opened his eyes wide and looked at the old man. The power displayed by the old man had exceeded his cognition and brought endless shock.

The next moment, Su Ping saw his body being held by the old man's giant hand, as if the whole sky surrounded him.

The beautiful colors around him were all turned into silver. Su Ping's gaze gradually could not see any color clearly, leaving only a silver-white space. After a long time, the silver-white space disappeared, and Su Ping suddenly felt like he was holding his breath from the water, and every pore in his body was breathing in big mouths.

What breathes into the body is an extremely rich and pure immortal power!

With every breath, Su Ping could feel the soaring immortal power in his body.

The silver and white in front of him disappeared, and Su Ping saw nine dragon-like rivers lying above his head. The picture was extremely shocking, and it was the long river flowing with nine immortal powers.

He could even see the flowing immortal power in the long river with his naked eyes, rushing endlessly, and the immortal river was swimming and surrounding. The fairy aura that stirred up from the rolling immortal power then dispersed, gradually sinking, and falling into the mortal world of the nine worlds.

"Is this the source of immortal power?"

Su Ping turned his head and saw the old man not far away. At this moment, the old man was gasping for breath, as if he was quite weak, but the silver-white light on his body remained undiminished.

"Little devil, this is the fairy river you want to see, but if you want to understand the true source of immortal power, you must enter the fairy river. It is a place where there is death and no life. Even if I am a seat, I dare not step in." The old man said to Su Ping.

Su Ping glanced at him, "Then why did you help me come here?"

"Because I want to see what you want to do," the old man said.

“…”

Su Ping was speechless. At this time, he felt the silver and white energy around his body disappear. As the energy faded, a biting chill surged. At the same time, a large amount of immortal power also floated over, making him feel like he was being burst.

"Damn it, the fairy power is too strong, and it's actually a death?"

Su Ping's face changed slightly. The surrounding immortal power was too strong. Although he had stopped absorbing it, his body was still absorbing it instinctively, or in other words, being penetrated by these immortal powers!

These immortal powers are actually looking for a host like life!

"The content of immortal power here is thousands or tens of times higher than that of any cultivation holy land, but this becomes a fierce place..." Su Ping's face turned white. The invasion of immortal power caused this immortal power to surge into his body. It was too surging, and he had no time to refine and absorb it, and his body was about to explode.

Fortunately, he is a Golden Crow God and Demon body, and he has stronger energy. At this moment, with the extreme of this immortal power, the cell tolerance of his body has also been tested by an extreme test.

Five seconds, ten seconds.

Su Ping finally couldn't bear it and his body burst.

When the old man saw this scene, he frowned slightly, "Is he really dead?"

He didn't take action, just to see how Su Ping dealt with this danger, but he didn't expect that this would end.

But soon, Su Ping's body appeared out of thin air again.

The old man was stunned, his eyes suddenly widened.

resurrection?

Moreover, he did not feel the fluctuations in time and space, and the resurrection in front of him was too strange!

"Impossible, what is this little devil's origin?" The old man was shocked. Su Ping's way of resurrection was beyond his understanding.

At this time, Su Ping, who was resurrected, did not care about staying and rushed towards an immortal river.

As he approached, the surrounding immortal power became stronger and stronger. Su Ping's body soon burst out again, but he was resurrected again and continued to move forward.

Once, twice, the cycle was repeated in the burst and resurrection, making the old man look confused and completely stunned.

"This immortal power..."

Su Ping's body was filled with immortal power, and all the cells reached their limits. Through repeated tests, his body was also changing and adapting rapidly.

When Su Ping himself didn't notice it, his body had gradually turned into a real immortal clan!

Completely assimilated by the immortal power!

The immortal race is a race born with immortal bones. It can practice and understand spiritual power when it is born.

This is due to the immortal bones in the body of the immortal clan, which is the essence of immortal power.

At this moment, Su Ping's whole body tends to transform into the essence of immortal power, not only his bones, but also his blood, meridians, and even his hair, into immortal power.

With Su Ping's current physique, he no longer needs to use the vortex of the immortal power in his body to transform it. Even if other energy is absorbed into the body, it will automatically disassemble and merge and transform into immortal power.

The old man watched Su Ping resurrect again and again, completing his transformation in the resurrection. When he saw the silver light on Su Ping's body, he was shocked: "This little ghost... has refined the physique of the ancient immortals..."
To be continued...