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Chapter 651 The final chapter of the Treasure Realm, the years are quiet and peaceful (7.9K is 7200 months(3/5)

The two capable men betrayed each other, causing the girl to become furious, and her sharp voice pierced the sky.

Seeing this, Hong Ling slashed her body into the void, and the shadows in the sky gathered on the way.

It condensed into dozens of silver chains and disappeared in a flash.

The sounds of "Pfft" sounded one after another.

More than a dozen thumb-sized holes were getting bigger and bigger on the girl's body.

"Bang"

The Lingquan clone collapsed, and the droplets of water were immediately crushed one by one by Hong Ling.

"Um?"

Chen Ping was confused by Shentian Pan's abnormal behavior, but he had no time to think about it. After the body moved, the token was already firmly attached to the statue's chest.

Hong Ling's expression became ecstatic.

"you dare!"

The next moment, Hong Ling was furious and punched Chen Ping angrily.

Wave down.

Because the kid feinted and moved the Elder Token to the right hand imprint of the sculpture.

"If you are born, I will be the first to die."

Chen Ping had already made up his mind, and behind his back, a pair of gorgeous white fins spread out.

But the magical power cultivated by the transformed spirit body is enough to seal the surrounding void.

He can't escape right now.

"Hong Ling, you are a puppet refined by Lei Palace. You don't want to think about the consequences if you kill me?"

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes and prepared his sword formation with him.

"Rather than being trapped here and unable to move, I might as well tear you into pieces first!"

The huge gap from hope to despair filled Hong Ling's chest with rage.

The phantom of a light ruler more than a thousand feet tall, like a giant blade holding the sky, flashed from a high place and slashed at Chen Ping mercilessly.

Chen Ping snorted coldly and uttered the word "ding".

But the Immortal Puppet Mirror's body-fixing technique was completely ineffective.

Together with the whining sound, the spiritual light on the surface disappeared.

"There is still a glimmer of hope."

Chen Ping was extremely calm. Before the giant ruler was completely crushed, 90% of his essence and blood burned, and even his hair began to sparkle.

"Boom!"

Circles of invisible shock waves caused by the body's physical appearance rippled out.

The fairy puppet pressed against the giant ruler, causing it to tremble slightly, and then dragged it up forcefully.

It's a pity that good times last only half a day.

For a moment, the entire natal puppet was like a fragile porcelain, with countless tiny cracks appearing in a burst of crisp sounds.

Seeing that the Immortal Puppet was about to be completely destroyed, blood mist rolled out of his body, and Chu Shuangshuang disappeared without a trace.

A huge reverse thrust instantly sank him to a depth of a hundred feet.

"Boom!"

The aftermath of Hong Ling's Dharma image hit the sculpture.

Chen Ping originally wanted to take back the elder token.

But with five fingers grasping it, the indestructible token turned into ashes like blown sand.

"Foreign enemy invasion!"

At this moment, the sculpture drank sluggishly, and the khaki waves on its body began to buzz loudly.

Dots of light flashed non-stop, and countless light filaments shot out from the sound waves, densely packed towards the red silk cover.

"You...you are Yuanyi!"

Perhaps she saw a flaw in the magical power of the sculpture. Hong Ling let out a horrifying roar, and fled into the Thunder Palace in panic without even bothering to chase Chen Ping.

Chen Ping flapped his white fins in confusion.

But there was no life in the sculpture, and it didn't answer his confusion.

"Ancestor Yuan Yi is destined to meet again. Disciple Chen Ping will never forget his original intention and keep his mission in mind, and make every effort to restore the prosperity of Lei Palace in the past!"

Regardless of whether these beautiful words were in vain, Chen Ping held the starry sky technique close at hand and rushed into the thunder sea like a stream of light.

All the changes in front of Lei Palace had nothing to do with him.

There was only one thought left in his mind.

Escape, escape from the Extreme Sun Treasure Territory!



"Boom!"

Somewhere in the native space, a bloody figure rushed down.

It was Chen Ping who forcibly broke through the minefield blockade.

Blocked by the power of thunder and lightning, he only moved about three thousand miles this time.

The scene before him made his heart beat wildly.

Standing thousands of feet high in the sky, beneath his feet was an endless expanse of surging black water.

As the saying goes, clear water means shallow water and green water means deep water.

If the water is black then there will be abyss!

The spiritual spring has obviously flooded most of the treasure area.

"Snapped"

"Snapped"

After crushing twenty pieces of top-quality fire spirit stones, the abundant spiritual energy filled his Dantian meridians.

The white fin appeared, and he shot towards the nearest space channel high in the sky.

"Son!"

Layers of blue waves hit the sky, and the sound of spiritual springs filled every place.

A delicate purple-green jade hand appeared above, and with lightning speed, it grabbed Chen Ping.

Blocking out the sky and the sun, there is no way to resist it.

"he died."

In a hidden space, Tong Huang said coldly.

"Hey, it's a pity that I still want to hug his thick waist. Forget it, I'd better rely on myself."

A sigh came from the towering plate.

"Ancestor Han..."

An inexplicable feeling flashed through Gu Nanshuang's heart.

But soon, pleasure took over.

Unless this person dies, she will never have a sense of existence in front of the weapon spirit!

She is the master of the constellations towering over the sky!

However, just as Lingquan was preparing to crush Chen Ping to death, a large hand covered with black spots strangely appeared next to the two-color bell that had manifested its rules.

"Ding dong!"

Black Spot pinched the thumb and middle finger of his big hand, pointed at the clock and flicked it gently.

The clear bell rang throughout the treasure land.

The jade hand transformed by Lingquan suddenly stopped in its overwhelming force.

Then it was shattered into pieces that were vulnerable to a single blow, and turned into little bits of spiritual light that disintegrated and disappeared.

During this delay, the white fin disappeared in a flash, leaving behind a sparkling space storm.

No breath can be captured in the huge treasure territory.

Lingquan's anger couldn't stop venting, but the big black-spotted hands spread out on their own.

Then, the two-color treasure bell seemed to have consumed all its power and became lighter and lighter.
To be continued...
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