Knowing that there are so many strong men chasing and intercepting him, Chen Feng is still determined to go his own way, and he doesn't know what he thinks when he wants to slaughter this town.

And just as he was slaughtering this town, the nearest few god-gathering powerhouses locked his position.

A battle of concentrating the gods was fought so darkly that the entire sky was eclipsed.

Even the mountain gate of Cangyang Sect could feel the aftermath of the war. Standing on the mountain gate of Cangyang Sect, Chen Ping looked at the world in the distance, and he was filled with sobs.

Chen Feng and those people behind him have been trying their best to destroy the dark chess set by that mysterious organization, and would rather bear the infamy of the world. Is such a person a hero?

The battle of gathering gods changed the color of the world.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, the sky was dyed with a strange color.

This is because the battles of the god-gathering powerhouses all took place in the cracks of space. If they fought in reality, there would be no complete place for thousands of miles around.

Ye Xiaoshan's alchemy-gathering peak is far away, and he can feel the trembling of his soul.

The power of the heavens and the earth that destroys the heavens and the earth is terrifying.

However, under such power, it can sharpen the strong heart of a monk.

Ye Xiaoshan's aptitude was limited, and it was difficult for him to break through to the Infant Gathering Realm. However, under the aftermath of this God Gathering Battle, he gained a lot of insights.

This can be regarded as an unexpected harvest. Seeing his current state, Chen Ping knew that he had fallen into a state of enlightenment.

The fate of people is so weird, some monks who gather at the top of the alchemy realm, even if they are poor, may not be able to perceive the existence of Tao.

Chen Ping's cultivation base is now strong, but he still hasn't realized the way he wants to cultivate.

Three thousand avenues, thousands of small avenues, the way to the sky.

Apart from the way of space, Chen Ping has no insight into any one.

Ye Xiaoshan's chance has come, even if he can't break through the Infant Gathering Realm now, as long as he continues to practice along the path he has realized, sooner or later he will become a real Infant Gathering cultivator.

Since what happened last time, although Long Qingqing stayed by Chen Ping's side, he rarely talked to Chen Ping.

This little princess of the Long family also has her pride in her heart. If she doesn't say anything, Chen Ping is rarely quiet, and basically won't take the initiative to talk to her.

But facing such a weird change of the world at this time, Long Qingqing took the initiative to talk to Chen Ping.

"Your cultivation level is enough, do you know why you can't gather babies?"

Although Long Qingqing was younger than Chen Ping, her cultivation was much higher than Chen Ping's.

"There are many Taos in this world, and the power you see is just the power transformed by these Taos."

"If you can't even comprehend the way you want to walk, you can only stop here in your life."

Long Qingqing was kind enough to remind Chen Ping, but what she said was a little cold.

It's not that Chen Ping didn't think about it seriously. When he was in Dragon City, after so long in the Space Dragon Cave, Chen Ping knew that the way of space might not be suitable for him.

Even if Chen Ping really succeeded in being promoted to become a baby-gathering cultivator by relying on the way of space, it might not be a good thing.

Every monk must find his own way.

Dao Dao, what is Dao?

In order to let Chen Ping clearly feel the existence of Tao, Long Qingqing summoned his natal sword in front of him.

What Long Qingqing practiced was the way of swordsmanship. She was a sword repairer, also known as a sword fairy.

As soon as the natal sword came out, Long Qingqing's own aura changed, as if the whole person was transformed into a part of the sword, able to pierce the world.

A powerful sword aura hovered over the entire gate of Cangyangzong. Feeling the sword aura, Chen Ping suddenly had a flash of light in his heart.

Chen Ping's figure just disappeared, and his understanding of space has deepened.

But this was not what Chen Ping wanted, just when everyone thought that his figure would appear in another place.

Chen Ping's figure appeared at the position where he was standing just now.

And when he appeared, it was exactly the same as when he disappeared just now, as if he had never disappeared, standing here all the time.