The earth attribute mana dripped onto the body and condensed, transforming into a golden gown.

To deal with Tuoba Qian, one must always condense the Golden Saint Xuanyi.

Otherwise, if this ghost finds a flaw, Chen Ping will risk being killed with one blow.

"Ancient beasts, demon clan, sea clan!"

The ghostly figure glanced at the puppets around him with a distorted expression, and suddenly stopped with great vigilance.

These fifth-level puppets are not just showy, they are enough to cause him trouble and some trouble.

Especially the two ends, one on the left and one on the right, standing high in the sky.

The lynx who masters the Holy Demon Fire, and the rumored demon clan!

The former is among the best in terms of its lethality against ghost energy, and the latter is even a race recorded in the Ghost Palace.

"Chen Ping, if you need anything, just ask, I will definitely satisfy you."

Tuoba Qian suppressed the rage in his heart and put aside his dignity.

I don’t know how long it would take just to smash a dozen fifth-level puppets one by one.

The most important thing is that this kid is famous for his ability to run away.

From the beginning to the end, Yin Ling had no intention of killing him completely.

Tuoba Qian's original purpose was also to hold Chen Ping back.

This will free up the immortal friends' hands to attack Yanning City.

Unexpectedly, this guy is really cruel and ruthless, and secretly arranged a plan to destroy both the stone and the stone.

Without the living souls of hundreds of millions of mortals and numerous qi-training monks, his efforts to launch a clan war would be meaningless.

"Can you, a fifth-level ghost who has not yet taken power, satisfy me?"

Chen Ping scoffed unceremoniously, and then said calmly: "If you get one of the Blood Light Soul Souls, we can talk about it."

"Bloodlight True Soul?"

Tuoba Qian looked suspicious and said in a loud voice: "What does this thing look like?"

"Sure enough, even the top deity-forming forces in the Central Sea do not know the details of the eighth-level treasure. Perhaps there are only a handful of creatures in the entire Haoyu Sea who know the true soul of blood and light."

After the test, Chen Ping frowned.

If that's the case, where did Concubine Shu Mu get the information?

Compared with the background, it is difficult for the Wuxiang Formation Sect to defeat Ye Guigong.

This woman must have another background!

Chen Ping's heart skipped a beat, and he had a very bold idea.

However, it is better to deal with this ghost clan with ulterior motives first.

Tuoba Qian has the potential to advance to the sixth level.

Even if this ghost agrees to pick off the Moon Immortal Chen and give it to him, he will still die!

"Haha, in the past you all liked to strangle me, but today it's the other way around!"

Chen Ping drank, and his soul power was released without reservation, pouring into the puppets.

"Roar!"

In an instant, brilliance flashed from all sides of Tuoba Qian's body, covering him and covering him.

After finishing the deployment, Chen Ping shot the sword farther away without stopping.

One thousand five hundred miles away is sunken into the sea and mountains.

The vast seawater crashed wildly, forming huge waves.

In this area with extremely harsh environment, a thunder movie player who is more than ten feet tall is locked in a stalemate with a ghost figure.

This ghost figure is slightly lower than Tuoba Qian in terms of size and aura, probably at the late fifth level.

Naturally, this is the clone of the ghost clan.

The other person is Ji Zishi from the alliance.

His thunder body ranking is around 20, and he was able to compete with Tuoba Qian's clone in a short period of time.

"The leader is here!"

After receiving the message from Chen Ping, Jie Zishi was overjoyed. Strange bloody lightning flashed in his palm, and he muttered words to the ghost clone in the void.

After a few "Puff" sounds, a series of thunder and lightning runes shot out from the fingertips, disappearing into the gloomy ghostly atmosphere in a flash.

A layer of blood and thunder patterns suddenly appeared on the ghost shadow's body, wandering around uncertainly.

"Chen Ping trapped the main body!"

A look of shock flashed across the clone's face, and at the same time, he felt a hot and violent thunder surge through his body, and his movements slowed down several times.

"Good job."

With a faint cry of approval, a ball of white light rushed down from the sky.

A white sword energy extending for more than a thousand feet slashed out in a menacing manner.

It tore apart and screamed wherever it passed, as if the seabed was shattered and sinking.

The power of this sword shocked even Ji Zishi who avoided it from a distance.

"Tiantian Sword Lingbao, the combination of heavenly swordsmanship!"

Jie Zishi swallowed his throat, his expression extremely envious.

He couldn't tell whether that white spiritual sword was really a quasi-powerful spiritual treasure.

But even if it is not a true spiritual treasure, its allure to casual cultivators is unparalleled.

"Kill the clone first to weaken the main body."

Chen Ping used the Heaven-cutting Sword without saying a word, making his plan clear.

"Pfft"

The next moment, there was a wave of movement near the ghost clone, and three strange mountains shrouded in black smoke lined up in front of him.

The three sword movements evolved from the Xie Tian Sword Qi attack three strange mountains in one sweep.

"Boom!"

Those strange mountains trembled violently, and large black "rolling stones" fell down as if they were real.

In the blink of an eye, they collapsed into pieces.

And Chen Ping's sure-killing technique is not over yet.

Throwing the Luo Sheng Sword from afar, there was a loud buzzing sound in the sky.

Countless rays of green sword energy merged into one mouthful, and he slashed hard with a killing intent.

There was a loud roar, and the two spiritual swords rushed into the ghost mist released by the ghost clone.

For a moment, sword energy crisscrossed the sky, and the light was so bright that it was almost impossible to look directly at it.

Chen Ping concentrated his attention and worked hard on Tongbao Jue.

In just one breath, the sizable ghost exploded and turned into billowing black mist.

There were screams and screams inside, and there was a vague figure about to reunite.

Ghosts, like demons, are notoriously difficult to kill completely.

At this moment, Ji Zishi and Chen Ping used thunder and lightning and spiritual fire respectively, and their figures shuttled through the ghost fog covering hundreds of miles.

After a lot of killing, the painful howling sounds of ghosts and wolves finally disappeared into nothingness.

Peripheral vision returned to clarity.

Two natal ghosts were floating alone on the sea.

A big hand turned over a scroll, sucked the ghost energy into the sutra-sealing bottle, and knocked out dozens of restrictions.

Apart from this, the ghost clones left no other treasures.

Obviously, all the valuable things are in Tuoba Qian's body.

"Ahem"

Chen Ping was panting heavily and holding the Heavenly Cutting Sword with a pale face.

Once the Tongtian Lingbao drained away 50% to 60% of his mana.

The second soul controls a dozen fifth-level puppets, which indeed puts great pressure on him.

"Leader Chen, Mr. Ji still has some top-grade fire and earth spirit stones here."

Ji Zishi's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly shook out fifteen or six red or yellow crystal stones from his sleeves and robes.
To be continued...