There were burning traces everywhere in the messy forest, as if someone had just set fire here.

On the ground, the corpse of a huge golden eagle was lying there, with many broken blood on its feathers, which were broken into pieces, and the ground was covered with blood.

Standing on the hill not far away, Tang Ping, who was also wearing a torn and bloody robe, was holding a reduced-edged energy crystal in his hand, which was the Nascent Soul of the Golden Flame Eagle.

"When I refine the Nascent Soul of the Golden Flame Eagle, even if I cannot directly break through to the meteor realm, my cultivation should be much more diligent," Tang Ping murmured to himself, then flipped his hand and put away the Nascent Soul of the Golden Flame Eagle and left quickly: "The battle was so loud just now, it may alarm some of the closest Nascent Soul monsters. Let's leave here first and then refine the Nascent Soul of the Golden Flame Eagle!"

...The night is as cool as water. Under the dark night, at the bottom of a lake, Leishanju, which is like a stone shrinking in the mountain, is tilted on the pebbles. In the cultivation quiet room inside Leishanju, Tang Ping was sitting cross-legged, and the golden flame eagle Nascent Soul crystal floating in front of him was refined by a ball of light green flames...

Slowly, the last of the essence energy left in the Nascent Soul energy crystal was absorbed by Tang Ping, making more silver particles in the nebula in his dantian.

"Hu..." Tang Ping, who opened his eyes with a light breath, couldn't help but murmur in his eyes: "A few more Nascent Souls like this should be enough to break through to the meteor realm."

After refining the Nascent Soul of the Golden Flame Eagle, Tang Ping, who had a comfortable sleep in Leishan, continued to rush to the edge of the prehistoric world early the next morning.

In order to practice and improve your strength, Tang Ping has been wasting time in the prehistoric world for quite some time. It is time to rush back as soon as possible. In fact, Qin De's time for tribulation should be close.

Moreover, after killing a Golden Flame Eagle in the Nascent Soul Stage, Tang Ping was also worried that he would attract a truly powerful monster in the prehistoric world. At that time, if a more powerful monster appears to chase him, it would be a little trouble.

After all, there are not only monsters in the Golden Pill and Nascent Soul stages in the prehistoric world. In the depths of the prehistoric world, there are many monsters and even divine beasts that are comparable to the Mahayana stage of the Tribulation Period, and there are even more powerful demon-scattering masters. The water in the prehistoric world is deep!

Tang Ping, who had been rushing for a few days at full speed, did not fight with the monsters in the prehistoric world anymore. He was about to leave the prehistoric world that night, but suddenly felt the violent and violent energy fluctuations from a mountain range somewhere on the edge of the prehistoric world.

"Well? Is this... passing the tribulation? Is it a monster in the prehistoric world, or...." Tang Ping, who was a little surprised and surprised, looked at the spiritual consciousness and then his face changed and he quickly moved towards the mountain range.

When Tang Ping arrived at the place, he saw a melee in the valley with weeds and wild flowers everywhere. Three immortal cultivators were releasing the attack of flying swords. Amid the eagle's cry, a black eagle with a sharp breath was fighting with two innate Great Perfection powerhouses, and it was Qin De who was passing the tribulation.

Ah...Amid the screams, a figure flew away in a little embarrassed manner, just toward Qin De, but Ge Min, the head of the royal palace. Tang Ping, who saw this scene from afar, immediately sent a message: "Father, be careful of Ge Min!"

"Huh?" Qin De, who was stunned for a moment when he heard Tang Ping's familiar voice, subconsciously reached out to help Ge Min paused, and then watched Ge Min suddenly slapped his abdomen with a palm, and he couldn't help but hurriedly stretched out his hand to block it. Unpredictable, his body was still shaken back, and his whole body was shaken, with a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth, and his palms trembled slightly.

"Mr. Ge, you..." Qin De looked at Ge Min in disbelief, then sighed sadly: "I chose the Qinglian Mountains this time to pass the tribulation. There were not many people who knew about it, but Xiang Guang still knew about it. Two great immortals were sent, which forced me to suspect that there was a traitor, but I didn't expect you to be that traitor!"

"Hmph! Qin De, you're lucky!" Seeing that his sneak attack did not achieve the desired effect, Ge Min, who snorted coldly, hurriedly dodged.

"Ge Min, you deserve to die!" With a loud shout, Tang Ping, who turned into a silver stream of light, waved his hand and shot into Ge Min's chest in an instant, and then shot towards the innate Great Perfection powerhouses of the Xiang family.

Ah...ah...Amid the screams of horror, with Tang Ping's current strength, the flying sword attacks that were not something that only a few innate Great Perfection powerhouses could withstand. In a blink of an eye, the Xiang family's four-way death god also followed Ge Min's footsteps, and Ge Min, who had widened his eyes, fell to the ground one after another.

"Yu...Yu'er?" Although he had heard the transmission of Qin Yu's spiritual consciousness just now, when he saw Tang Ping who suddenly appeared and used his flying sword to kill Ge Min and others, Qin De still couldn't help but stare at him a little in disbelief. His youngest son who practiced external skills disappeared for a few months, and he appeared again and became an immortal?

Feng Yuzi, who was entangled by Wood in the late stage of the Golden Pill, couldn't help but look at the standing and fierce Tang Ping, who was standing in the air in a daze, said: "Xiao Yu? His cultivation level..."

"What?" Wood and Wu Xing, who was besieged by Qin De's innate masters with spiritual weapons and short swords, were also shocked: "What a strong aura! Is there an immortal hidden in the Qin family?"

"Father, please feel free to overcome the tribulation. Leave it to me," Tang Ping, who spoke confidently, immediately said to the innate powerful men who besieged Wu Xing: "You retreat!"

The Blue-clothed Elder who commanded those innate powerhouses was one of the top leaders of the Tianwang Intranet, so he naturally knew Qin Yu. Although he was also surprised and shocked that Qin Yu had the strength of the immortal level, after hearing Qin Yu's orders, he hurriedly called on the group of innate powerhouses to retreat.

Even if a group of innate powerful men use the formation and the short sword of spiritual weapons, they just barely entangled Wu Xing. To deal with the Supreme Immortal, they still have to rely on the Supreme Immortal.

"I dare to disturb my father's tribulation and seek death!" Tang Ping shouted coldly and directly rushed towards Wu Xing with a illusion. He punched the flying sword that Wu Xing had sacrificed. Then he came to him in front of him under Wu Xing's incredible gaze and punched Wu Xing's chest.

Amid the low and dull sound, Wu Xing, who was thrown away the next moment, exploded in mid-air, and turned into a bloody rain.

"Junior brother!" Wood, who was fighting with Feng Yuzi in the distance, couldn't help but his eyes were so bloody that he was so scared that his heart twitched. Then, facing Tang Ping's sharp and cold gaze that he looked over, he suddenly came back to his senses and hurriedly fled with the sword.

However, Tang Ping, whose figure disappeared again, stopped Wood the next moment, and his fierce and domineering punch was like a volcano erupting. While the hot and terrifying punch exploded Wood, it also directly burned the splashed flesh and blood into nothingness.

As for the golden elixirs of Wood and Wu Xing, they were all broken by Tang Ping's fist force. The only two golden elixirs in the middle and late stages of the golden elixir are of no use to Tang Ping today. As for the low-grade spiritual weapon flying sword they used, Tang Ping looked down on them even more.

Boom... Almost at the same time, the last thunder of Qin De's 49 small heavenly tribulation also fell. Seeing Qin De's son showing great power, he roared like an excitement, and suddenly burst out holding the dark red spiritual sword to meet the sky thunder. With the protection of the Ancestral Dragon who had been practicing to great success, he finally blocked the most powerful fourth heavenly thunder with his desperate efforts.
Chapter completed!