Deng Shunqi, who saw the leader of his clan inexplicably cut off his life, was horrified when he was ten miles away. He immediately stopped and retreated without any hesitation.

"This... boy has practiced a divine soul technique!"

While Deng Shunqi fled in panic, he kept recalling the scene just now with fear in his mind.

That suffocating five-branched coral instantly defeated the consciousness of a late-stage Yuandan monk. It was definitely a true soul attack secret technique.

As far as he knew, there were no more than three soul-cultivating techniques in the Yuanyan Islands cultivation world.

And this little Haichang Island Yuandan actually possesses such a precious method hidden deep inside.

Deng Shunqi knew in his heart that it was impossible for him to compete with Chen Ping, so he might as well fly away immediately to have a greater chance of escaping.

As long as the news of the emergence of the secret method of the soul is reported to the Lan Yue Sect, soon the entire Chen family will cease to exist.

"Where do you want to go, Brother Deng? Do you want me to give you a ride?"

But at this moment, a cold scream suddenly came from behind him.

Deng Shunqi was startled and hurriedly turned his head, only to see a dazzling bunch of black and green streaks approaching from far away, heading towards him menacingly.

Tens of feet high in the sky, Chen Pingzheng stood on the escape light with his clothes fluttering, looking at him expressionlessly, his eyes filled with coldness.

Deng Shunqi raised his hand in panic, but only had time to throw out a few of the tribulation-inducing lightning beads.

"Little tricks."

Chen Ping opened his mouth unmoved, and a wisp of ice spirit crystal flame spurted out directly from his mouth, split into four on the way, and turned into more slender flames, which accurately hit the surface of the thunder bead.

With a "Zila" sound, Lei Zhu was instantly covered with a layer of blue ice armor, turning into four fist-sized ice balls that floated motionless.

Following a flash of lightning-like green light, four crisp cracking sounds of "bang bang" suddenly sounded, and several ice balls were easily smashed into pieces by the two sword energies.

"If you have any other magical powers, feel free to use them so that Chen can see the power of Lei Linggen at the same level!"

Chen Ping looked calm and said leisurely.

He can indeed release the Coral Form once more to quickly kill Deng Shunqi.

But once his soul is annihilated, it means that he will not be able to use the Soul Searching Technique on him.

According to his understanding, the Deng family on Kongming Island has collected at least two Xuanpin exercises, as well as the secret method of refining the thunder beads, which are all treasures he wants to obtain.

"Chen Ping, if you use your magical power to provoke a war among the monks, you will suffer backlash one day."

When he saw that the flight speed of the escaping light was much higher than his, and it had already intercepted it in front of him, Deng Shunqi's last chance was gone.

"Kongming Island is based in the sea and deters all parties. Is it possible that it relies on great benevolence and righteousness?"

Chen Ping smiled faintly, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips.

His determination to follow the Tao is so firm, how can it be affected by a few words from the other party?

After saying that, a huge black shadow appeared in the gusts of wind, blocking Deng Shunqi with him one after another.

It was the badly damaged Demon Arm Spider King.

Deng Shunqi gritted his teeth and suddenly released an astonishing amount of spiritual pressure from his whole body, and he immediately transformed into a bull-horned giant surrounded by lightning.

"Even if I cannot escape death today, Deng will tear off a piece of your flesh."

Deng Shunqi's voice became sinister, and he suddenly grabbed his head with both hands.

Then he saw the two horns mixed with purple electricity being grabbed by him.

Then with a flick of his hands, a pair of giant horns more than ten feet long turned into two shining black iron rings in the blink of an eye.

Coupled with his broad and round figure at this moment, and the thunder armor he was wearing, he seemed to become majestic and full of evil energy.

"Hey, fellow Taoist, have you merged your natal Taoist weapon with your spiritual body?"

Chen Ping stared at the giant, with a cruel smile on his face. He slapped the Pure Yang Sword, and the two completely different auras collided fiercely.

…

A quarter of an hour later.

In the place where the earth-shattering battle took place, except for pools of blood floating on the sea, there was no trace of anyone.

On a small island somewhere, in a bush within a small radius, there were two people inside.

One of them was lying on the ground covered in black blood, motionless, like a corpse.

The other person's face looked pale and lacked blood, as if his vitality had been severely damaged.

"Brother Lei Linggen is indeed very powerful. Except for Coral Dharma, I have to use all my methods to defeat him."

Chen Ping held his breath and adjusted his breathing, finally suppressing the turbulent energy and blood, and said secretly.

Deng Shunqi, who acquired the Thunder Body the day before, is as strong as the late Yuan Dan.

If it weren't for the Spider King's puppet to keep things in check, it's hard to say what the outcome would have been.

As soon as his cuff moved, Chen Ping reached out with five fingers of his hand and grabbed Deng Shunqi's head.

At the same time, his eyes were slightly closed, and a faint golden light circulated on his body.

Time passed little by little, and under the influence of the healing elixir, Chen Ping's face became more rosy and he let go of his hand.

After getting the information he wanted, a blue sword energy passed through the man's chest, ending his journey.

Deng Shunqi is not very old, so his memory is not complicated.

However, Chen Ping has no time to absorb it now.

The battles on several battlefields on Haichang Island were not over yet, and he had to race against time to go to support.

After collecting the body, Chen Ping's sword lotus surged under his feet and flew towards the direction of his family.

A two-hundred-mile sea journey hardly takes half a meal.

After landing at the ferry and realizing that no one was watching, Chen Ping used the crape myrtle breathing technique to blend into the surrounding air, including his clothes.

"Old Di, it's useless for you to regret it now. Important choices often come only once!"

Standing hundreds of feet high, Saint Wood and Stone shouted coldly at Immortal Di Yao with a happy expression on his face.

His words were filled with a sense of victory, but who could justify his arrogance?

Nearby, two powerful Taoist corpses were invulnerable to invulnerability, water and fire. Even if Taoist weapons hit them, only a string of black sparks would burst out.

The fat and thin Taoist corpse's opponents, Yang Fanying and Fan Yiqiao, were dripping with blood. They were suppressed and retreated steadily. It was obvious that they could not hold on for a few moves.

When the Deng family's dual Yuan Dan chased Chen Ping away, the two Lei Xiu teamed up, and even he asked himself to retreat. If one of the early Yuan Dan escaped, the joke would be a big one.

"Old man Mu, you are talking too much nonsense. Di has lived for nearly five hundred years. How can he not experience the desperate situation of mountains of swords and seas of fire?"

Immortal Di Yao smiled calmly on the surface and quietly observed the retreat.

If Chen Ping hasn't come back for so long, he's probably in bad luck.

Moreover, he must not suddenly die overseas, otherwise the inheritance of the Cangji Sect will be cut off in his hands, and he will not be able to face the ancestors of all generations after his death.

"well."

Immortal Di Yao sighed in annoyance, that treasure that could increase one's life span by twenty years was too tempting for a monk like him whose deadline was so close.

Twenty years is enough time for him to calmly arrange the sect's inheritance.
Chapter completed!