Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 749 Greedy for Gold Beads, Ghosts Block the Way (7.3K)

The power of weathering in the golden bead space is unbearable even for the fragments of the fairy picture of the most treasured pill.

As soon as the Bloody True Soul entered it, it immediately froze and shrank into a ball.

Chen Ping half-closed his eyes, paying close attention to the changes in this thing.

From the very beginning, there were patches of irregular blood on the surface of Zhenpo.

After a breath, the object gradually twisted from the inside to the outside.

It seemed that something was desperately getting out of it.

Chen Ping's heart trembled immediately.

After all, this drop of true soul has been in hand for a long time.

He didn't know how many times he checked it, but there was no abnormality.

"Jinzhu, kill it!"

With a gloomy complexion, Chen Ping gritted his teeth and said.

He would not have any emotions if he sent the sixth-order peak to deal with him in an upright manner.

But after knowing that he was really being calculated, he couldn't bear it calmly.

"Cheep!"

A loud cry came from the blood.

The Cry of the Heavenly Peng!

The familiar birdsong made Chen Ping's face change.

Could it be that there is still Tianpeng's residual consciousness in this drop of blood and light soul?

Immediately afterwards, the bright blood splendor suddenly blurred, turning into a demon bird with a fierce face.

It is no different from the phantom of Tianpeng that I saw in the Crystal Meteor Tower that day!
"Bold Tianpeng, dare to plot against this immortal!"

Chen Ping pointed with a sneer and said sarcastically.

He wasn't sure if Tianpeng had self-awareness.

"The fairy bead is here, don't be presumptuous!"

With courage, Chen Ping conjured up a golden bead and gestured a few times towards Tianpeng Xuying.

However, everything is like a one-man show, and no one responds.

Looking down at the bloody soul that was struggling fiercely, he was caught in a dilemma.

If this object continues to be placed in the golden bead, it will fly to ashes and annihilate within two or three breaths.

The opportunity to practice both dharma and body was also shattered.

In this Great Thousand Realm, it is impossible to find a second drop of true blood.

"Knowing that there are tigers in the mountain, but going to the mountain with tigers, you are a first-class fool."

After a while, Chen Ping's expression became firm.

He already has enough power to save his life.

Dharma and body cultivation are just icing on the cake.

"With my supernatural power, after going to the star realm, one day I will be able to obtain a new bloody true soul!"

Chen Ping clenched his hands tightly to prevent his distress from showing.

The choice depends on what to face.

If you covet the strength of the dual cultivation of Dharma and body, and insist on refining this drop of blood, it is tantamount to falling into the schemes of the people behind the scenes.

"Crack!"

Sure enough, the time was about the same as Chen Ping's estimate. After a few breaths, bloody cracks appeared on the surface of the dignified eighth-level object.

It looks like it will collapse at any time.

And the phantom of Tianpeng seems to be one with the real soul.

Symbiosis and death.

The cracks on the blood are densely packed.

Finally, at the next moment, there was a "bang", and it disappeared out of thin air.

"This seat is willing to give up even the eighth-order treasure, and the stability of my mind is really the best in the world."

Chen Ping forced a smile.

I always feel that there is a knife tearing back and forth against the heart.

However, at the moment when he was about to exit the Jinzhu space.

The midair, which was originally empty, suddenly emitted a mysterious and mysterious fluctuation.

Immediately, there was a scene that he will remember his whole life.

One drop, two drops, three drops!
Countless drops of blood quickly flowed backwards.

In an instant, a dark red drop of blood formed.

The blood is truly soul-stirring!
What's even more weird is that the surface of this object is covered with cracks.

Every detail seemed to go back a few breaths ago.

The only difference is that the phantom of Tianpeng is gone!

All this mishap is not over yet.

The cracks on the real soul are also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

One, two, three, soon became a smooth surface.

In just ten breaths, the blood went from intact to broken, and then back to intact from broken.

"The power of time and space..."

Chen Ping couldn't help but suck in a cold breath.

This scene is very similar to the picture in the upside-down photobead.

Based on his current knowledge, he really mistook this power for a non-existent time rule.

"My Divine Orb."

After reacting, Chen Ping was ecstatic.

Quickly reach out and grab the bloody soul.

After being purified by the golden beads, there must be no problem with this thing.

But things didn't go as planned.

That drop of blood seemed to possess spiritual intelligence, and it easily escaped Chen Ping's palm.

And quickly landed on the ground in a flash.

"Buzz!"

After it stopped, a layer of golden light shield surrounded it.

Chen Ping was all too familiar with this scene!
In the past, Jin Zhu forcibly took away the body of Celestial God Bud and used it as an exchange.

"An eighth-level thing is no different from a low-grade spirit stone to you. Why bother to divide it!"

Chen Ping approached the floor cover with a smile and touched it.

"you……"

Then, his face was flushed, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

Unwillingly looking at the imprisoned Zhenpo.

The exchange price of a full 40 yuan seventh-order ore.

This is blatantly taking advantage of the fire!
At this moment, he tasted the ore extorted by him before Taiyu Lingzun.

"No, if Jin Zhu is wise, doing this is actually trying to persuade me to leave."

With a flash of thought, Chen Ping was filled with gratitude.

The twin killing calamity is terrible, even the female Daoist from the Taiyi Sect only survived it once.

If he couldn't resist the temptation to directly open up the second origin line, he didn't have to guess what happened to him.

……

outside world.

Chen Ping returns physically.

After sacrificing a large amount of seventh-order ore, the price for him to stay in the golden bead was much lower.

To him, a life span of two years with one breath is nothing more than sprinkling water.

The serious problem of Bloody Light True Soul has been solved, and forty seventh-order ores are acceptable.

Moreover, even if you get all the numbers, you must first transfer to the Mysterious Art of Death.

"When the strength is further improved, I will go to Yushan for a walk."

Chen Ping's eyes turned cold.

Jin Fei Jin Dao must be one of the insiders.

Then, with a surge of light all over his body, he came out through the ground.

Taiyi Island.

Empty and silent, occasionally chewing and swallowing sounds of "squeak" and "squeak".

The three spirit pets worked harder than each other, devouring the corpses of spirit beasts all over the mountain.

Among them are many top true demon bloodlines.

"What's wrong with being a dog with your master!"

"That's right, Xiaolei, my aptitude is generally at the fifth level, and the master promised to take me to travel in the star world in the future."

Da Hui and Lei Jiao had an extremely heated chat.

Listening to the conversation of the spiritual pets, Chen Ping showed a smile.

The sixth-level island, Taiyi Xiandao, will be his Tongtian Pavilion property from now on!
As the saying goes, it is easy to conquer the country, but it is difficult to defend the country.

This time he killed two high-level creatures in Pengtian Palace, whether he can stand firm in the revenge is the key to gain a foothold here!
"Cut its wings and develop friends!"

After deciding on two main line plans, Chen Ping escaped into the mountain and landed in front of a five-story white jade attic.

This is the treasure house of Taiyi Xianzong.

Because the surrounding area is full of restrictions, he deliberately avoids them when fighting.

Therefore, the treasure house has not been greatly affected.

……

At the same time, the edge of the north of the Haoyu Sea.

Suddenly, the peaceful sky stirred.

A figure stumbled out tremblingly.

At this time, a talisman floating above his head was completely reduced to ashes.

Sighing reluctantly, a thin man with disheveled hair looked back.

He was one of the masters of the Pengtian Palace, Zhong Changzong, who was hunted down by Chen Ping for hundreds of thousands of miles and saved his life by relying on talismans.

"This time, for the sake of saying something, that old fellow Jin Fei was almost killed!"

After taking a healing elixir, Zhong Changzong's face was gloomy.

Although Tongtian Pavilion's Bai Su's combat power is strong, it is far from being able to turn the tide of battle!
The two Transformation Gods of Taiyi Sect, the Crocodile Emperor of Pengtian Temple, and the newly recruited Shengwu Clan were almost all killed by one person.

If it weren't for the seventh-level space teleportation talisman that Jin Laodao gave him, even he would have been hard to escape.

"Could it be that old Taoist Jin guessed that our ambush would be defeated by Chen Ping?"

Zhong Changzong's breathing was stagnant, and his expression was ugly.

At first glance, Chen Ping's identity seems to be the reincarnation of a mighty star world.

But even the origin of the breath of rules is unclear.

He is now more inclined to say that this person has obtained a unique opportunity to leave a legacy of power.

In addition, the people behind Jin Laodao's side also made him shudder.

The shot is a seventh-level space talisman!
This is no longer the help that the organization he was from can provide.

If he hadn't been full of fears, he, who had already planned to draw a line with the original organization, would never agree to Jin Laodao's request.

"Regardless of success or failure, the seventh-level talisman will be given to you."

These are the original words of Jin Laodao.

Poor him, he originally wanted to save this talisman and use it as a hole card to protect the way.

But he almost lost his life.

After World War I, he had no thoughts of revenge for the time being.

With Chen Ping's escaping and space techniques, even if Peng Tiandian came out in full force, they could only kill the female cultivator who mastered the rules of death!

Waiting for the saintess to recover her strength is the only way right now.

"If you invite two sixth-order peak creatures, it's not..."

Zhong Changzong pondered in his heart.

But Peng Tiandian probably couldn't afford the price.

In this way, there is only one safest method left.

Surrender to the people behind the scenes of Jin Laodao!
As long as you grab a copy of the breath of rules, you don't have to look at the face of the saint to act.

Taking a deep breath, Zhong Changzong glanced in the direction of Taiyi Xianzong with a chill on his face, and hurried away.

……

Taiyi Xiandao.

Inside the treasure house of Taiyizong.

Chen Ping swept up layer by layer.

At first he was very interested, but as he went up, the more empty it became, he couldn't help but frown helplessly.

The treasury of a dignified super power is so shabby.

There are only a few top-grade spirit stones.

Tongtian Lingbao is even missing.

As for the reason, he knew it well.

Taiyi Xianzong sent two early stage gods to deter Tongtian Pavilion.

Another purpose, of course, is to preserve the fire of the sect.

Most of the treasures of the sect must have been taken away by those two people.

Now the Taiyi Xianzong resident fell.

To find out the whereabouts of the two in the Huanghuang cultivation world, it is undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack.

Therefore, to destroy this kind of super power with big trees and deep roots, unless it is crushed by strength and acts suddenly.

Otherwise, it will be inexhaustible.

"You are just waiting to be a dark clown for the rest of your life!"

Chen Pinghun didn't care.

Time-consuming and labor-intensive, the search all over the world is too easy to leave behind, it is better to concentrate on improving the realm.

When they grow up to the point where ordinary gods look up to them, the remnants will be terrified, change their names and surnames, and dare not show their faces.

……

Coming out of the treasure house, Chen Ping searched the entire Taiyi Immortal Island again.

The fallen souls are countless.

The resources in the storage ring and the market shop are simply inexhaustible.

Although the ant meat was small, Chen Ping still reluctantly accepted it.

About an hour later, a beam of sword light left Taiyi Xianzong.

Da Hui, Lei Jiao, and Ling Shu stayed where they were, waiting to join Bai Su.

"The Immortals are far apart, and the people in the Pengtian Palace probably have passed on the news, and there is a high probability that if they kill them now, they will be missed."

"The residence of the ghost palace is hidden, and it is difficult to search for a while."

"The Diaolong Emperor of the Wanling Tomb once colluded with the Taiyi Immortal Sect, let him go first!"

Chen Ping wanted to take advantage of Tongtian Pavilion's fame and try to get rid of the enemies in the Haoyuhai cultivation world as much as possible.

Otherwise, when the divine power of Taiyi Taiyi and Pengtian Temple spread, these old monsters would hide one by one, making it difficult to find their whereabouts.

……

After flying for several days, Chen Ping finally stopped at the outermost edge of the Wanlingfen mountain range.

This place stretches for [-] miles.

It is the lair of the monster clan that is frightening in the cultivation world.

Chen Ping turned a blind eye to the densely packed monsters living there.

After the death of the Diaolong Emperor, the Wanling Tomb was the place where the human race practiced.

There is no need to kill them all.

What's more, the calamity of the beast horde, on the one hand, is a disaster, and on the other hand, it is also an opportunity to improve one's strength.

However, when he swept around the core area of ​​the Wanling Tomb, he stopped in desperation.

There is the aura of three sixth-order monsters here.

But it's all early and mid-term.

The most tyrannical Diaolonghuang has disappeared.

"Submit to this seat, or die!"

A thunderbolt from the blue sky was imprinted into the sea of ​​consciousness of the three sixth-level demon emperors at the same time.

……

Two days later.

Chen Ping left the Wanling Tomb expressionlessly.

What drives under his feet is no longer Jianguang.

It was a snow-white phoenix with scars on its head, about a hundred feet long, and a whole body of snow.

Spreading his wings, the cold wind howled.

It actually used the cold air to freeze a large area of ​​the sea out of thin air.

"Restrain yourself! Don't let passing monks see through my identity!"

Frowning, Chen Ping stomped hard on the phoenix head.

"Di!"

Frozen Phoenix's melodious response was mixed with fear.

Immediately, the cold air all over his body disappeared without a trace.

Chen Ping nodded in satisfaction.

This flamboyant mount is the great monster he subdued in the Wanling Tomb!

On that day, he easily captured the three-headed demon emperor.

Tongtian Pavilion is in urgent need of guardian spirit beasts, so he didn't kill him.

However, the sixth-level wild monster race is unrepentant.

After exhausting tortures, he only managed to tame one head.

That is, the sea-reflecting ice luan on the sole of the foot.

This demon is of the third-rate ancestor's bloodline, and inherited a small part of Tianfeng's bloodline.

After breaking through the mid-sixth stage 400 years ago, this sea-reflecting ice luan has always been highly valued by Diaolonghuang.

The two demons also tried to breed offspring.

But all ended in failure.

After imprinting a dementor seal, Yinghai Bingluan completely surrendered.

"Emperor Diaolong actually went to Fancang Sea!"

Chen Ping's eyes flickered.

From the description in Bingluan's mouth, we know that Diaolonghuang seems to have obtained a piece of top-secret information more than ten years ago.

After a brief explanation, he led the demon emperors out of the Wanling Tomb.

Period never came back.

But the Fancang sea area is extremely barren, what attracts this demon?

"Extreme day treasure domain?"

Chen Ping was not sure.

After failing to behead Diaolonghuang, he immediately changed his target and rushed to the island where Daoyuan lived.

……

The Taoist ape clan is relatively weak.

The sixth rank in the clan, one dead and one naturally resigned, is in the middle of a crisis.

The killing of such murderous people as Chen Ping is like a wolf joining a herd of sheep.

half a month later.

The Taoist ape clan in the Haoyuhai cultivation world was completely extinct.

The entire island where they lived collapsed and became a place of death.

"Twenty days later, the news of the destruction of the Taiyi Immortal Sect must have spread."

Chen Ping said something to himself, ready to call it a day.

"Xiaobing thinks that with master's supernatural powers, it's not difficult to destroy the Sea Clan."

Yinghai Bingluan proposed while flying at high speed.

Its father died at the hands of the Sea Clan.

If you can use the magical powers of the pavilion master to destroy the enemy, it will not be in vain to lower its noble head to seek refuge.

"Do you understand the diversity of species?"

The stern look in Chen Ping's eyes was fleeting.

"But you just slaughtered the Dao ape, which was already on the verge of extinction."

Bingluan dared not make a sound, secretly slandered.

Seeing this, Chen Ping turned his face away.

The Sea Clan is the largest race in Haoyu Sea.

It seems that there is no sixth-order late stage in the contemporary era.

The number of ordinary sixth-order is as many as ten or so.

It is really not difficult to make up your mind to eradicate.

But this move will definitely make other branches of the Sea Race in the Great Thousand Realm furious.

At that time, no matter how strong the Tongtian Pavilion is, it will not be able to withstand the encirclement and suppression of an entire powerful race.

……

Taiyi Xiandao.

When he saw Chen Ping driving a mid-sixth-stage Bingluan back, Bai Su, who was usually indifferent to foreign objects, took a few extra glances.

"The master of the pavilion is mighty, and the king is in the world!"

The Umbrella Spirit worshiped excitedly.

"Xiaobing, this seat's new mount."

After a brief introduction for both parties, Chen Ping swept away the mess all over the island, and shouted:
"You just wait here, and you won't tidy up?"

Upon hearing this, the Umbrella Spirit, Big Hui and other creatures couldn't help but look at each other.

Is the pavilion master planning to establish a sect here?
It is true that there is a sixth-level and several fifth-level spiritual veins in Taiyi Immortal Island, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a blessed place in the cave.

But cultivating here for a long time is tantamount to revealing his whereabouts.

Can Pengtian Palace and all the forces that have hatred against Tongtian Pavilion come here after hearing the news?

"The monument of Tongtian Pavilion has been erected. From now on, this island will be renamed Tongtian!"

Pointing to the stone tablet standing on the top of the mountain, Chen Ping said quietly.

Seeing that the pavilion master made his attitude clear, the umbrella spirit and the others had no choice but to be a little scared.

"Hiding and hiding so far, I have had enough."

Chen Ping snorted secretly.

The most urgent task at the moment is whether to break through the late stage of transforming gods before Lingquan is destroyed.

If there is a sixth-order spiritual vein to assist, the speed can be greatly increased.

An order was issued, and Zhonglingchong and Bai Su began to clean up the mess on Taiyi Xiandao.

Everyone is considered a generation of great supernatural powers.

Moving mountains and plains, building lofts, and more are as easy as pie.

In a valley, Chen Ping released a monster puppet.

With a movement of his mind, the puppet opened his mouth and sprayed, and more than twenty figures landed on the ground smoothly.

There are only 23 remaining Chen family bloodlines!
The person with the highest cultivation is a middle-aged monk at the peak of Yuan Dan, named Chen Qingyu.

"See Old Ancestor!"

After the members of the Chen clan woke up, they knelt down in unison.

Everyone is excited.

They are still alive.

It proves that the ancestor at least repelled Taiyi Xianzong.

Chen Ping would not talk much about the changes in the cultivation world with the low-level monks. After sweeping his eyes, he asked lightly:

"Where are the people from the Wuxiangzhen sect not hiding with you?"

He was a little puzzled.

Because the remaining monks of the Chen family and Zhenzong have always been protected by Concubine Shu Mu.

Both parties live in seclusion on a remote island.

"My ancestor, since Shu Lingzun's inexplicable disappearance, the monks of Zhenzong have gone away under the leadership of Yan Zhenjun."

"In order to prevent their traces from being exposed, the members of the Chen clan found another place to settle again."

"But I never thought that Taiyi Xianzong still found the clues."

While Chen Qingyu was grieved and indignant, he said in a simple and horrified way.

"Zhenjun Yan?"

Hearing this, Chen Ping raised his eyebrows.

The identity of the person was subsequently learned.

Yan Yu, a genius monk of the new generation of Zhenzong.

"Where's your ancestor Shen?"

Chen Ping asked slowly.

He remembered Concubine Shu Mu saying that Shen Wanwan was with her too.

Yuan Ying lived three thousand years.

The lifespan of my Taoist companion is still very long.

"Old Ancestor Shen, she..."

Chen Qingyu faltered, hesitated to speak.

"She chose to guard the sect again."

Chen Ping said the second half of the sentence for him expressionlessly.

Then, there was no more turmoil in his heart.

Perhaps in Shen Wanwan's eyes, the inheritance of the teacher's family is more important than life.

Of course, Chen Ping will not pursue it.

Because the two have gone to today, more than 1000 years later, they have nothing to do with each other.

He also had enough disappointment.

……

After looking at Chen's blood, Chen Ping sighed slightly.

Among the cultivators, the one with the best qualifications is Chen Qingyu.

But it is only the fire spirit root of the ground product.

"Big Gray."

Chen Ping gave an order.

"Owner!"

Big Hui flew over immediately.

"Send them out of the Haoyuhai cultivation world and find a relatively stable place to settle down."

Chen Ping said flatly.

After hearing the old ancestor's disposition, Chen Qingyu and the others were taken aback for a moment, and their expressions dimmed in unison.

"Tongtian Island is very dangerous."

"After you re-migrate, within 1000 years, no ancestors of the Chen family can be enshrined in the ancestral temple, including this seat!"

Seeing this, Chen Ping explained slightly.

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves and distributed five hundred middle-grade spirit stones to each clansman.

"Ancestor..."

The members of the Chen clan choked up.

After prostrating three times and nine times to the purple-robed man, he was carried up into the sky by a gust of evil wind from Big Hui.

The fate of the Chen family was sealed.

Being a small family honestly can also avoid the danger of genocide.

"Uncle Wen..."

Suddenly, he recalled the last toast with Chen Xiangwen.

"Ping'er, lead the family out of the Yuanyan Islands and become the top power in the Fancang Sea!"

After drinking for three rounds, Chen Xiangwen said half-jokingly.

At that time, he, Chen Ping, had already achieved the body of a Nascent Soul.

Chen Xiangwen pinned all his hopes on him.

"But this seat is not the orthodox blood of your Chen family."

Chen Ping sighed, suddenly rushed into the clouds, and brought a person off the back of Big Hui.

At the same time, a jade slip and the three-turn Liyun pill of Si Daowen were thrown over.

"You open up a cave on the mountainside to rebuild your exercises, consolidate the Dao foundation, and then attack the Jindan realm."

After leaving a word, Chen Ping disappeared lonely.

"Yes, old man!"

Chen Qingyu kowtowed respectfully to see him off.

After seeing the elixir in the jade bottle, he was very pleasantly surprised.

Sweeping his consciousness into the jade slip again, his gaze became even more dull for a few breaths.

A mid-level fire-attribute major training technique.

A mid-level divine soul technique.

……

In the magnificent main hall.

Chen Ping sat on the main chair and listened to Bai Su's report.

"Pavilion Master, I am not bloodthirsty, and no innocent mortals have been touched."

Umbrella Spirit spoke cautiously.

"well done."

Nodding his head, Chen Ping's thoughts circled.

There was only a "bang", and there was a soft sound in the soul of the umbrella.

"Thank you, Pavilion Master!"

Umbrella Spirit was ecstatic.

Chen Ping actually lifted the soul-destroyer restriction in her body.

On the side, Yinghai Bingluan was very envious.

"Why bother wasting the precious soul-storing seal."

Chen Ping smiled in his heart.

Since subduing Bingluan, he has tasted the sweetness of this technique.

The so-called two fists are invincible to four hands.

A big monster in the middle of the sixth level can bring a considerable strength bonus to Tongtian Pavilion.

Naturally, another Dementor Seal cannot be wasted on the Umbrella Spirit.

"Chen Ping, there are more than 600 large islands under Taiyizong's command, and there are countless small islands."

"If Tongtian Pavilion only accepts Huashen monks, I'm afraid it won't be able to occupy them all."

Reported by Bai Suhui.

It was the first time she talked so much with Chen Ping in one go.

"Just master Tongtian Island."

Chen Ping said without hesitation: "Even if I don't send someone to swear an oath of sovereignty, do you see if anyone dares to stroke a tiger's beard?"

With him in charge, Tongtian Pavilion is already the veritable number one power in Haoyuhai.

Of course, personnel and supporting facilities have yet to be improved.

For example, arrange the necessary protective array.

Rebuild several long-distance teleportation arrays, etc...

There are still many headaches in the follow-up.

"Pavilion Master, the second-generation owner of this weapon spirit is the first cultivator of a certain sect, so you can rest assured that the operation of the pavilion is entrusted to me!"

Umbrella Spirit volunteered enthusiastically.

"Nonsense, Tongtian Pavilion is a super power representing the human race!"

Chen Ping refused immediately without even thinking about it.

Let the umbrella spirit preside over the sect?
I am afraid that after a long period of retreat, the Tongtian Pavilion has become the Tongtian Demon Pavilion.

"Tie a controllable early-stage god transformation as a puppet."

Bai Su said lightly.

"Too!"

Chen Ping rolled his eyes.

It seems that there are three super sects who form an alliance with Taiyi Xianzong to contend against Jiange.

Pick a Huashen to temporarily preside over the daily affairs of Tongtian Pavilion.

Isn't this man coming soon?

"However, I have to go to the Yuanshi Jiange first to end a past event in the last days!"

With a flash of his figure, Chen Ping disappeared from the hall.

……

Just escaped from Tongtian Island.

A touch of purple shadow suddenly stopped.

Chen Ping looked back, and indifferently said to an open area: "Ghosts who are not afraid of death, do you still want me to invite you out?"

After all, a roll of the sleeve robe.

The space on that side twisted and churned, and a trace of transparent ghostly air flowed out.

"Taiyi Xianzong was really destroyed by you!"

In the blink of an eye, more eerie auras sprang out from the cloud, and gathered into a middle-aged male cultivator with an ordinary face.

"Do you know this seat?"

Hearing the ghost's tone, Chen Ping frowned.

He can be sure that he has never dealt with this fairy ghost in front of him.

However, it's just a mid-sixth-order ghost race, playing around with it.

"I know the news about your apprentice, but unfortunately, her current situation is not good!"

The middle-aged ghost spoke surprisingly.

"What do you mean?"

Chen Ping glanced over and said lightly.

"Hey, how much do you plan to benefit me?"

The next moment, the ghost clan unexpectedly made a chair, swaggered and twirled its fingers, as if begging for money!

After hearing this, Chen Ping laughed out of anger.

He had just killed a giant monster in the late sixth stage, and this little ghost clan dared to whet his appetite, it was simply life and death!

"Boom!"

With a thought, the space with a radius of thousands of miles was quickly blocked.

Then, a deep black eye pierced through the air.

The ghost's heart skipped a beat, his body turned into thousands of black energy, and he planned to escape.

"Shh!"

A two-color divine light hit his head and face.

Amidst the severe pain, the figure of the middle-aged ghost clan was forced out again.

"Death is an easy thing, ghost clan fellow daoist!"

With a sneer, Chen Ping stretched out his hand a little.

A big sword gathered by the green tribulation immortal thunder slashed head-on.

"You...how did you become so strong!"

The expression of the ghost clan was terrified.

As far as he knows, Taiyi Xianzong does not have the late stage of transformation.

Even if Chen Ping destroys this sect, there is nothing he can do about it.

But reality hit him hard.

This child's supernatural power has clearly surpassed the late stage of transformation!
"Several giants from Pengtian Palace are also in ambush in Taiyi Immortal Sect. Fellow Daoists of the Ghost Race probably didn't guess it!"

Squinting the corner of his eyes, Chen Ping unceremoniously slammed his sword down.

Seriously injure this ghost, just leave a strand of ghost to question him.

"Whoa!"

In the next moment, the sky was full of green tribulation fairy thunder and surrounded the ghost monk.

"Stop it, you idiot, you haven't recognized me yet?"

The middle-aged ghost clan roared angrily.

(End of this chapter)