Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 662 The Road to God Transformation, Who is More Ruthless (7.2K is 800 monthly tickets plus more)

Chen Ping sat down.

With a wave of his sleeves in the air, the spring liquid in the jug poured out one after another, condensing into a round cake.

Then, he unhurriedly picked up a wooden chopstick and poked lightly.

"bang"

The flatbread shattered and turned into drops of crystal wine again.

"Fellow Daoist understand?"

Pointing his fingers at the table, Chen Ping said calmly.

Seeing this, the white-clothed man frowned, then let go of his smile and said, "Humans like to play mysteries, but my ghosts are very straightforward."

"Let's put it this way, the Duye Ghost Palace is a top-ranking deity power in the central sea area."

"As long as fellow daoists nod and cooperate, the Lord of the Palace will be rewarded in the future."

Hearing this, Chen Ping's face turned cold.

The white-robed man who was drinking on the opposite side, Xiu Xiu, was his next target, Tuoba Qian, the ruler of the abyss.

Just now, his spiritual consciousness unconsciously detected a gloomy aura, so he escaped.

"Fellow Daoist Tuoba wants Chen to compromise with an illusory promise?"

Chen Ping smiled and simply pointed out.

Who made this sixth-order seed from the power of transforming gods be proud and reserved.

"Half-step Huashen is just a general level of strength, and the level of it is not insignificant."

Blowing on the palm of his hand, the man in white clothes spoke slowly and authentically.

After finishing speaking, I saw his finger pointing at those wine drops, the sound of "Zi Zi" exploded, and wisps of extremely sinister airflow swirled out.

The surrounding sword energy seemed to have encountered a deadly nemesis, and disappeared in an instant.

"Fifth-order Dzogchen!"

Chen Ping was startled, but he had already communicated with Tianjian as expected.

This Tuoba Qian dared to enter the city to negotiate, must rely heavily on it.

As for how this ghost knows his strength, it is easy to find a high-level monk who has experienced the battle that day to search for his soul.

What puzzled Chen Ping was that Tuobaqian had already broken through. According to Concubine Shu Mu, this ghost had completed the task of training in the ghost palace, so why did he continue to poison the islands for 50 years?
"Could it be that Fellow Daoist Tuoba wants to break through to transform God in this corner?"

Chen Ping said calmly.

In fact, let alone the ghost race, he has no idea what to prepare for the advancement of the human race to become a god, and what disasters will happen.

"You don't need to know the purpose of this Palace Master."

After a pause, Tuobaqian said coldly: "Your biggest trump card is nothing but soul art, but the ghost race does not cultivate the physical body and only refines the incorporeal body. Fellow Daoist Chen feels that he is somewhat sure that he can beat me!"

After listening, Chen Ping remained indifferent.

What Tuoba Qian said is true.

The effect of the human race's soul art on the corpse race and the ghost race cannot reach its peak.

Furthermore, the Coral Dharma Aspect does not have the second-stage damage of beheading ghosts.

He himself knew very well that it was absolutely impossible to kill Tuoba Qian only by relying on his appearance.

What's more, it is the immortal ghost clan who has advanced to Dzogchen!

"So fellow daoists came here this time to threaten rather than cooperate."

Chen Ping stared at the man in white clothes, and said straight to the point.

"Cultivated to the realm of you and me, ordinary clansmen are worthless, and it is their blessing to contribute to the great cause of this Palace Master."

Tuoba Qianmo said.

"Fellow Daoist means that blood sacrifices are needed for hundreds of millions of people other than me."

After taking a sip of the wine, Chen Ping said indifferently.

"Anyway, the reproduction speed of the human race is extremely strong. If you save a few species, it doesn't matter if hundreds of millions die."

Nodding slightly, Tuoba Qian readily admitted.

He is now extremely grateful that the old palace lord assigned the Yuanyan Islands to him for training.

Otherwise, no matter which sea area massacres hundreds of millions of creatures, it will cause public outrage.

He has carefully understood this human monk who proclaimed himself Yuanyan Zhenjun.

Greedy for profit, wise and wise, giving up some ant-like clansmen in exchange for the friendship of his ghost palace is the choice of such monks.

Regarding this, Chen Ping rolled his eyelids silently.

Tuoba spared no effort to make a cake for him.

After watching Gu Sixian control Gu Sixian by using the soul-absorbing seal, at least he also rewarded him with a low-level kung fu technique.

"I made an oath that I will not give up if the abyss is not leveled. Fellow Daoist Tuoba washes up and waits for me."

Although Chen Ping was joking, the evil spirit in his eyes was clear at a glance.

"Those who harm me and do good things will be killed without mercy!"

With a snort, Tuoba Qian's facial features flashed ferociously.

If it weren't for the concern that this human kid could escape at any time with a magical escape technique.

Otherwise, if you want him to be a direct descendant of God, why take the initiative to go to the city to negotiate.

"If the talk breaks down, get out of here."

Chen Ping smiled coldly and said unceremoniously.

After repeated verifications, he determined that the man in white clothes was a possessed Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Not even a clone.

Even if this Tuoba Qian broke through the Dzogchen, he would not dare to enter Yanning City alone where there are many formations and Nascent Souls gathered.

"Waiting for you."

The man in white clothes sneered expressionlessly, and with a flash of black light, his figure disappeared strangely in place.

"This seat allows you to roll, when did you agree to fly?"

As soon as Chen Ping drank, his eyes suddenly released a dazzling blue light, and then a dazzling blue flame shot out in a flash.

"呲呲" muffled sound.

The blue flame transformed by mana exploded on its own at a hundred feet high in the sky.

While the flames were flickering, the white-clothed man was forced to break the escape method, and reappeared from the void with a face full of anger.

"It's just a wisp of ghost energy possessing me, it's really rampant!"

In this way, Chen Ping knew the truth.

This white-clothed man's methods are not beyond the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and he can kill casually.

As soon as he said this, a sword light suddenly appeared behind him, and then a silver arm pierced straight into the man's back.

The controlled Jiji male cultivator's eyes narrowed, and he immediately turned his head and let out a loud roar.

At the same time, he raised his hand, and a stream of pale black beads shot straight at the purple shadows.

Chen Ping did not change his expression, flicked his fingers, and twenty or so spirit swords swam out amidst the buzzing sound, turning into dozens of long sword arcs covering the man.

The other hand was covered with blue flames and shook vigorously, and it swelled in the wind and turned into the size of a mu.

"Boom!"

The black light and sword light intertwined, and the black beads disintegrated instantly.

Seeing that he still overestimated the ghost clan's possession operation, Cang Yan in Chen Ping's hand paused for a while, and hit the male cultivator Zhu Ji with his palm.

The next moment, his body shattered and his blood spilled wildly.

No soul appears!

It shows that this son has long since fallen.

With a piercing sound of piercing the air, the black beads merged into a complete body again, stabbing towards the formation covering the city.

Chen Ping flicked his ten fingers, and the blue flame hidden in the void pierced through the beaded body.

At the same time, he was chanting words, and the spiritual fire was entwined, immediately circling the ghost energy hundreds of times, tightly bound.

Under the absolute suppression of strength, it seems that there is not much resistance.

Seeing this situation, Chen Ping was naturally overjoyed.

With a flip of the palm, a stack of forbidden talismans that had been prepared earlier emerged, and after being crushed, streaks of colorful rays of light appeared and affixed to it.

"True King of the Human Race, you are not far from death!"

A cold thought came from the black beads, and then it stopped abruptly as if suicidal.

Chen Ping's face darkened, and a big hand with condensed flames grabbed it out of thin air, forcibly grabbing the remaining ghost energy.

The beads could no longer maintain their shape, and turned into a hair-like black thread suspended in the blue flames.

Not reconciled, Chen Ping even used the Coral Aura to attack ghost energy.

But the result was extremely disappointing.

Tuoba Qian's consciousness has annihilated itself, completely cutting off the method of soul searching or tracking.

Chen Ping acted decisively, pumping the dark air into the bottle and sealing it.

Then he immediately notified several deputy leaders to blockade the entire Yanning City.

In panic, several Nascent Soul cultivators checked all the creatures in the city day and night.

After finding nothing, all the high-level members of Yuan Yan League breathed a sigh of relief.

……

In the secret room of the attic, Chen Ping convened several Yuanying to discuss the strategy of defeating the ghosts.

Knowing that the ghost clan had broken through to the fifth-order peak, the faces of all the cultivators suddenly became terrified and ugly.

But maybe seeing the leader's calm and calm appearance, everyone was quite calm.

The human race also has a half-step transformation god sitting in the town, so there is no need to be as frightened as a bird.

Of course, Chen Ping would not tell them that Tai Yiyan's magical technique has no miraculous effect on the ghost race.

"Tuoba Qian relies on the background of the ghost palace, so he has no sincerity in the peace talks."

While listening to the discussion of several fellow Taoists, Chen Ping pondered secretly.

At the beginning, I was chased and killed by the abyss corpse clan many times, and there was a lot of danger, and the two had formed an irresolvable death feud.

And abandoning the hundreds of millions of people of the human race, he thought it would be impossible to follow his heart.

But everything is still due to Tuoba Qian's lack of sincerity and background.

For example, if there are enough seventh-order ores, or a drop of blood, the grievances in the past are just sprinkled with water.

Since the ghost clan couldn't afford the bottom line price, he couldn't be blamed for upholding justice.

"Although the ghost clan has just broken through the Great Perfection, it seems that they are far away from the God of Transformation, but the ghosts of the five-color petals, whose strength has reached half a step to the sixth level, can indeed try to attack the God of Transformation."

Ke Yi opened his mouth and said cautiously.

Hearing this, all the cultivators took a breath and looked at each other.

This is undoubtedly what everyone is most worried about.

The Yuanyan League, the powerful enemy in the Yuanying field, can still contend.

If that step is reached, it will be difficult for them to fly independently in the face of adversity.

"There is really no need for someone to go to hell with the archipelago."

Under the strong pressure, Ji Zishi had the idea of ​​slipping away.

He signed a contract with Chen Ping.

But at the cost of serious injuries, he was still able to barely withstand the backlash of the contract's rules.

"Shu Zhenjun also mentioned it that day."

Chen Ping nodded, agreeing with Ke Yi's remarks.

Since ancient times, there are only a handful of creatures from hundreds of races who can break through the sixth level, not half-step strength.

Having a half-step means to hit the next level seems to have become the criterion for promotion.

This is also the fundamental reason why it is more difficult to cross the stage as one cultivates to a later stage.

Looking at the surrounding creatures of the same level, they are all super strong, one in a million.

Unless one is like Chen Ping, who adheres to the rules as a treasure, and the chance is against the sky, otherwise he will be reduced to mediocrity.

"Don't panic, according to the top-secret records of this sect, it takes 300 years for the ghost race to cross the sixth-order catastrophe, and it takes [-] to [-] years for the short. Tuoba Qian dare not cross the catastrophe in the archipelago openly."

Ke Yi's words were like a reassurance, calming the panic of all the cultivators.

"It took so long, fellow Daoist Ke, are you sure?"

Gu Sixian asked hurriedly.

There are only a few records about the ghost race in various schools in the archipelago.

"This is the secret handed down by the ancestor of the second generation of the god of transformation in this sect, how can it go wrong!"

Staring at Gu Sixian in dissatisfaction, Ke Yi snorted and said, "Even if the human race survives the catastrophe of the God of Transformation, it usually lasts for dozens of years. What's so surprising!"

"Oh?"

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes slightly, and his mind turned.

His magical powers are much stronger than Ke Yi's.

But in terms of knowledge, he can't catch up with others at all.

"The ghost clan will occupy the archipelago for fifty years, what is their plan?"

Liang Yingzhuo stroked the blade of the sword and said in confusion.

"There is a high probability that it is a living sacrifice to the human race, and it is a treasure for refining and crossing the catastrophe."

Sighing, Ke Yi continued.

Now, no one dared to show the slightest thought of abandoning the ethnic group.

Some things have to stick to the bottom line.

"It seems that I don't have to go deep into the inner sea to find Tuoba Qian."

Chen Ping said with a twinkle in his eyes.

In order to break through the Dzogchen, the ghost clan almost killed all the creatures in the inner sea.

Only Yanning City is left with hundreds of millions of mortals and hundreds of thousands of monks.

If there is no accident, the Yinling army will definitely take the initiative to attack.

"From today onwards, the whole city will be in a state of preparation for battle. All the craftsmen, talisman masters, and puppet masters will be gathered together to create treasures with fire and thunder attributes!"

Chen Ping's words ended the high-level meeting.

……

Later, Chen Ping left Ji Zishi alone.

That day the main hall collapsed, and the two bustling main streets were reduced to ruins.

After planting the Immortal Imprint, Chen Ping put the scarred Ji Zishi back to heal his wounds.

As for the soul seal in Gu Sixian's soul, it was also eliminated.

In doing so, he naturally considered many aspects.

First of all, Tuoba Qian has advanced to Dzogchen, and the foreign monks may have given birth to a different heart.

Furthermore, Ji Zishi is a thunder-attribute monk with a thunder spirit body, restraining Yin spirits and ghosts.

To deal with Tuoba Qian, this person must be his right-hand man.

……

In an antique room, two people sat face to face at a jade table.

Ke Yi drank the spiritual wine in the jug in one gulp, then put the empty jug away, and said happily:

"The fifth-order spirit wine is not ordinary. Ke's mana, which hasn't increased for many years, has increased by half a point."

"Fellow Daoist Ke just drink, Chen still has a lot of reserves."

Chen Ping smiled slightly, got up and continued pouring wine for Ke Yi.

"Mr. Chen is too polite, but Ke doesn't dare to do it."

Waving his hands in a panic, Ke Yi said with a frightened expression.

It is definitely not a good thing for a half-step deity to serve him personally.

Sure enough, Chen Ping got straight to the point immediately, and sighed: "Hey, Mr. Chen is worrying about his future transformation into a god. Can fellow Daoist Ke give you some pointers."

With his current supernatural powers, he is no longer afraid of Concubine Shu Mu, Feng Tianyu and others doubting his identity before he seized the house.

"This……"

Ke Yi hesitated.

Human Race Transformation into God Tribulation belongs to the sect's untold secret.

If it is leaked easily, Senior Brother Xu will definitely investigate it to the end.

"Fellow Daoist Ke, Mr. Chen is considered half a monk of the Phaseless Array Sect!"

Chen Ping's face was serious, and he pretended to be mysterious and said: "Shu Zhenjun and I are already a Taoist couple. According to this relationship, it doesn't hurt if Chen calls you Senior Brother Ke."

"What, Junior Sister Shu..."

Ke Yi's breath was stagnant, and he said in shock.

"How can Chen with this status talk nonsense and ruin Concubine Mu's reputation!"

Frowning, Chen Ping said firmly.

"Sorry, Junior Sister Shu has always been honest with the cultivators who pursued her. Ke Mou couldn't believe it for a while, but Leader Chen is a great hero of the human race, and it is very possible that Junior Sister fell in love with you."

Ke Yi smiled helplessly.

He has to believe it or not.

After all, the person who said this was a Nascent Soul who had entered the power of half-step transformation into a god in the middle stage.

As long as you don't fall in the middle, breaking through that realm is nothing more than a matter of time.

If he would get into a relationship with Chen Ping by paying a piece of information, he would have made a lot of money.

On the contrary, whether he can leave the courtyard today is another matter.

After analyzing the pros and cons, Ke Yi's lips moved slightly.

After receiving the message, Chen Ping was taken aback, and his brows were inadvertently raised.

"It's no wonder that even Xu Daoqing has to use the secret technique of turning into a god with endless troubles."

With emotion, Chen Ping cupped his fists at Ke Yi, and said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Ke, for your guidance. I will never forget it."

"After Yuan Yan is pacified, does League Leader Chen plan to fight against the sparrows?"

Ke Yi said expectantly.

"You Daoist Xu has sent out an invitation, and Mr. Chen is still considering it."

After answering ambiguously, Chen Ping fled away first. Before leaving, he quietly left a sentence:

"Fellow Daoist Ke, if it's convenient for me, please send me a Haiyu Fetion letter to Fellow Daoist Shu, telling her that the physical body is very important and must be brought up as soon as possible."

……

In a mountain range to the west of Yanning City.

There are tender green grasses that are no more than a few inches high, mixed with many spirit flowers of different colors, and birds are singing in the distance.

Such a charming picture scroll of birds singing and flowers fragrance makes people feel refreshed and relaxed after seeing it.

In front of a pure white tomb hill, Chen Ping had been standing quietly for an hour.

"It's really hard to seek immortality."

Chen Ping opened his mouth and poured out his words.

The information provided by Ke Yi is really suffocating.

It turns out that the Nascent Soul's breakthrough to transform into a god is no longer a simple four levels of consciousness, mana, inner demon, and thunder calamity.

Among them, the levels of consciousness, mana, and demons no longer appear alone.

Instead, it will focus on integration as a catastrophe of rules.

Every cultivator's calamity of rules is almost different.

After all, there are five elements and mutations, and there are differences between the way of the sword, the way of the soul, and the body.

The more profound the background, the Nascent Soul cultivator who has mastered the power of the rules in advance, the more terrifying the catastrophe.

At that time, the second generation Huashen Patriarch of the Wuxiangzhen Sect, Zhengzhengfan practiced for [-] years before he barely succeeded.

The way he walks is to hide the front in his body, stay introverted, and avoid most of the power of the rule.

But this method is not suitable for every monk who crosses the catastrophe.

Just like Xu Daoqing, it is said that he has also shed his heart several times, all of which ended in failure.

"It's just a way to learn from."

Looking up at the sky, Chen Ping showed bitterness.

If he had mastered a little bit of sword and soul rules before turning into a god, it would undoubtedly make the rule robbery extremely terrifying.

But if you don't control it in advance, you won't be able to survive the ensuing attribute tribulation and thunder.

That's right, it was still the Nine Great Divine Thunders that descended.

But each is a sky thunder mixed with two or three attributes.

Some unlucky people may even encounter a mixture of five-attribute and six-attribute tribulation thunder, basically a dead end.

"Step by step to half step to transform into a god, how can I shrink back."

Not long after his depression, Chen Ping regained his fighting spirit.

Xu Daoqing was afraid because this person was not strong enough.

He stood silently for another half an hour.

Chen Pingrong disappeared out of thin air.

……

The residence of Pingyunzong, the secret room of the main hall.

"Junior brother, this is the natal ghost energy of the fifth-order ghost clan!"

A group of black shadows fluttered and said excitedly.

In a jade bottle in front of him, there was a twisted black thread floating.

"Natural ghost?"

Chen Ping understood instantly.

The human body produces blood essence, while the ghost race has no body, and this natal ghost energy is equivalent to the combination of hundreds of drops of blood essence.

"How many strands of natal ghost energy can a peak fifth-order ghost possess at the same time?"

Chen Ping asked Liu Yuze concerned.

"A dozen or so are the most, and this thing is extremely difficult to restore, and it often takes decades of continuous meditation."

Liu Yuze said without thinking.

After listening, Chen Ping was slightly disappointed.

It seems that just capturing a trace of natal ghost energy cannot weaken Tuoba Qian too much.

"If this ghost energy is useful to senior brother, I will give it to you."

Chen Ping said flatly.

In a short period of time, Liu Yu has cultivated from the early stage of ghost soldiers to Dzogchen.

It proves that the potential of the ghost race is indeed powerful.

"Great use!"

The ghostly eyes lit up, and Liu Yuze said excitedly: "If all of them are refined, they should be able to break through the peak of the third order, and even the early stage of the fourth order."

"correct."

Chen Ping spat out two words, paused for a while before saying: "Brother, to advance to a high-level ghost clan, you must swallow the energy of life?"

"Yes."

Liu Yuze nodded without hesitation, and said, "To be more precise, most of the ghost races are born from human races and immortal descendants."

"So from the perspective of the source, the effect of the human soul is the most significant, while the effect of the demon soul, ancient beast soul, etc. is minimal."

"The fairy descendant ghost race is promoted, and the most suitable one should be the immortal descendant race."

"But the number of immortal descendants is scarce, and they will be replaced by human souls that are compatible at the next level out of desperation."

So far, Chen Ping has no more doubts.

"How many clansmen are you going to slaughter, brother?"

Suddenly, Chen Ping said with a serious expression.

Hearing this question, Liu Yuze was shocked all over, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

"Since it is the promotion method of the ghost clan, there is no right or wrong."

Chen Ping said lightly: "And no matter when, you are my brother Chen."

"Hey, maybe we can find a way to get the best of both worlds in the future. I don't want to hurt my former clansmen."

Liu Yuze smiled wryly, grabbed the ghost energy of his life and slipped into the spirit beast bracelet.

With a quiet glance, Chen Ping raised his eyebrows.

After he found out that his brother turned into a ghost, his mentality changed more than a little.

Could this be the deep-rooted influence?

You must know that the rebirth of the family must involve some hidden rules.

If there is no way to replace the human soul, what choice will Liu Yuze make?
For a while, Chen Ping was so excited that he simply started to record a paragraph.

The experience of raising a ghost clan is invaluable, and it is very likely that it will be popular in the cultivation world in the future.

……

For the next ten years, the members of the Yuan Yan League never saw their leader again.

Chen Ping lived in seclusion, hiding somewhere in a remote seabed thousands of feet deep.

After hundreds of years of enlightenment in Jinzhu, the three swords took shape.

This method is a pure attacking sword move, one splash is like the sky, and its power is three times stronger than that of the second sword move.

In fact, Chen Ping's kendo talent has been improved due to his innate sword heart, and it is not as unbearable as some people with ulterior motives ridiculed.

But after Jiansan was created, the idea of ​​the next style stagnated.

After waiting in vain for more than ten years, Chen Ping had no choice but to give up.

Obviously, it is impossible to realize the rapid progress by relying on the soul.

Maybe other opportunities are needed.

In the following few years, Wugou Meditation Finger also rushed into the realm of the gate.

Chen Ping attaches great importance to the magic that comes with this main practice method.

It combines fire, earth dual attributes and soul attack.

Cooperating with the casting of Absolute Soul Conjuring Technique, the power of Meditation Finger made Chen Ping himself, the spellcaster, look sideways at it.

For the rest of the time, he has been refining puppet crystals and practicing in large quantities.

"At the current pace, it will take at least 60 years."

After refining a fifth-grade elixir with three lines, Chen Ping vaguely speculated.

Why didn't he want to advance to the late stage before facing Tuoba Qian.

Unfortunately, this is a luxury.

Because at the beginning of the No.11 retreat, he received information from Ke Yi through the array flag.

The Yin spirits in the Inner Sea are gathering, gradually showing a tendency to go south!
……

Two years later.

The black sand flowed violently, and a dark green long sword was fighting with a black ghost with a height of hundreds of feet.

Suddenly, Feijian let out a long cry, shrank in place, and disappeared strangely.

The next moment, the black ghost was seven or eight feet above the head, and the green sword shot out from the void and slashed wildly.

Although the black ghost was huge in size, his reaction was not slow at all.

Facing this earth-shattering sword, it opened its mouth surlyly, and smelly chains roared out one by one, smashing the sword so that it could not fall down.

Afterwards, the ghost's hand, which was covered in black mist, grabbed it with lightning, and forcefully grabbed the spirit sword.

"Where is the Tongtian Lingbao, come out and fight!"

The ghost roared ferociously, and held the sword with the other hand.

Judging by its actions, it was obvious that it wanted to destroy the green sword at once.

Although the green sword suddenly emitted hot glazed flames, shaking its whole body violently, it was difficult to break free for a while in the hands of the ghost.

Just as the huge ghost was exerting force with both arms, a purple-robed man separated from the sword.

The distance from the ghost was only a few feet away, and his right palm suddenly flew sideways.

A beam of yellow and red intertwined aura burst out and hit the ghost's head.

"Boom!"

Strange to say, compared with the ghost's hundred-foot body, the yellow and red light beams, which are almost negligible, seem to contain extremely powerful power, knocking him back a hundred miles.

Moreover, there was a hint of bewilderment in the ghostly illusory eyes.

"The Wugou Meditation Finger really did not disappoint me."

Chen Ping was a little happy in his heart, and in an instant, a handsome golden cat with a size of ten feet shot out and rushed towards the ghost without any politeness.

Haosheng demon fire poured out, wrapped around the giant feet of the ghost, and turned into a lifelike fine steel rope, burning his lower body.

"That spell actually has a soul attack attached!"

In just half a breath, the ghost's consciousness regained clarity, and he waved his two big hands downward, causing the extremely cold black air to spread rapidly.

The muffled sound continued, and the Haosheng Demon Fire seemed to be burning on the ancient glacier, but most of it was extinguished.

After breaking free, Ghosting watched the golden cat's pupils shrink, showing a fearful expression.

The two separated briefly, and Chen Ping descended from mid-air, holding the Wu Nian Luo Sheng sword, and landed firmly on top of Jin Mao's head.

"If you can't kill the Palace Master within half an hour, you will lose."

Ghost Shadow was not in a hurry to attack, and spoke in a cold voice.

"Unexpectedly, after you turned into a ghost, you still kept in touch with the Xianyi clan."

Chen Ping laughed at himself lightly and said: "Indeed, Chen is not in Yanning City. A fairy descendant at the peak of the fifth rank is enough to destroy the formation and lead an army of Yinlings and corpses into the city."

"My palace lord will give you another chance, serve me and help me master the ghost palace!"

After a pause, Ghosting said in a cold tone: "There are several copies of the experience of transcending the catastrophe of the cultivators in the Ghost Palace, you should carefully consider it, fellow Taoist!"

"It sounds countless times more tempting than the pancakes of more than ten years ago."

Touching his chin with a smile, Chen Ping changed the subject and said leisurely:

"However, all the mortals and qi cultivators in the city have been gathered in advance by the Yuanyan League, and entered a fifth-level lightning attribute formation."

"As soon as the city gate is broken, the formation will be activated immediately, strangling all living beings with all its strength."

"The bamboo basket fetches water in vain, so what if Fellow Daoist Tuoba wins Yanning City?"

As soon as Chen Ping's words fell, the ghost's expression changed wildly, and Fang Yi's steady figure turned around without hesitation, and ran towards the rear.

"Everyone in the Yuan Yan League has the determination to burn everything together, little devil, just play with me honestly!"

Laughter mixed with joy and anger spread all over the place.

Chen Ping raised his hand sadly, and more than a dozen puppets stood side by side in the air, completely surrounding the ghost shadows.

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