"Thank you, fellow Taoist. Chen is facing a formidable enemy, so I won't make any excuses."

Nodding, Chen Ping reciprocated the favor and gave him two top-grade Thunder Spirit Stones.

What he did consciously was reasonable.

Jie Zishi has been imprinted by the Soul Captor and has actually become a slave.

The reason why this person's property was not confiscated was entirely due to his previous efforts in guarding Yanning City.

"Hurry back quickly and try your best to hold off the powerful immortals with Alliance Leader Liang and others. Do not activate the thunder array unless absolutely necessary!"

Chen Ping ordered without daring to delay.

Seeing this man obediently walking out of the black sand and flowing sea, he just crushed these top-grade spiritual stones and took a pill to restore his mana.

Since the revision of the Shuo Ri Immortal Earth Code, the top quality earth spirit stones can also help him replenish his mana.

"not good!"

His mind was shaken, and Chen Ping rose into the air with an ugly expression.

He successfully killed the ghost clones, and Tuoba Qian on the other side did not lag behind, killing half of the fifth-level puppets in one fell swoop.

Of course, most of them are fifth-level low-grade and mid-grade.

Despite this, Chen Ping was still heartbroken and bleeding, covered in dense flames, and rushed back to the battlefield.

"What kind of magic is this!"

When the scene of the puppets fighting Tuoba Qian appeared in the child's hole, Chen Ping was slightly shocked.

The appearance of the ghost has changed drastically.

What appeared before his eyes was a body that was a thousand feet tall, covered in black spots and dense fog, as if it were a solid body.

It has three heads and six arms, and a long tail like a torrent that has exploded to its peak.

With a slight sweep of the body's tail, the slightly weaker puppet collapsed like a paper lake.

"Chen Ping, if you can see the secret skills of my ghost palace, you can die in peace!"

The three heads of the ghost tribe slowly lifted up, and their originally unclear faces were each covered with several groups of dazzling black light.

They actually opened a pair of emotionless black eyes and stared at Chen Ping in the sky.

The Buddha and Ghost Observation Technique is a high-level secret technique in the palace.

Only a few young palace masters are passed down from generation to generation.

Although it does not reach the quality of treasures, it has extremely strong destructive power even if it is cultivated to the highest depths.

It's a pity that he didn't understand the slightest bit of law, otherwise the human race in front of him would not be afraid at all.

"furious!"

Chen Pingtong shrank, and the black and white wings on the back of the demon puppet were exposed, like a tornado, wrapping up the three-headed and six-armed ghost.

The golden cat puppet was spitting demonic fire wildly on the side, swallowing up the ghost energy nearby.

After this ghost performed a powerful secret, ordinary puppets were no longer of use.

Even the fifth-level Taiqing Jade Scorpion is overwhelmed.

Therefore, Chen Ping simply withdrew all the puppets, leaving the Heaven-Cutting Sword standing in the air. Under the urging of Tongbao Jue, he stabbed down hard.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, Tuoba Qian's three heads shook together, and he let out a roar as loud as gold and stone.

The roaring waves were deafening, resounding throughout the sky like rolling thunder.

After a sway, Chen Ping felt his ears buzzing, as if he was in a stormy sea, and the sea of ​​consciousness was shaking wildly.

The Qingtian magic shield was quickly squeezed out, and it was broken twice in a row to barely stabilize the soul.

"It is worthy of being a special creature that can transform into a god as soon as it reaches Nascent Soul Dzogchen."

When the Heaven-Cutting Sword fell, a trace of fear appeared in Chen Ping's eyes.

The advantage of immortals turning into ghosts is that they can inherit various magical powers from their predecessors.

But senior brother Liu Yuze can no longer use the human skills he once had.

This is the difference between races.

The long roar of the ghost with three heads and six arms lasted for two breaths before suddenly stopping.

Then, each of the six arms performed a kneading gesture.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

The surrounding space shattered, and two black shadows emerged.

It is actually like the Buddha worshiped by mortals, with one hand knocking the golden bowl and the other holding a long staff.

As soon as the two phantoms of the Buddha appeared, the magic weapons in their hands were shot out one after another.

The golden bowl penetrated the demonic energy, landed on the head of the demon puppet, and suddenly surged a thousand times, covering it tightly.

Then, the Buddha's phantom figure floated, and his heavy feet without shoes stepped on the golden bowl.

"winter!"

This stampede was like the bombardment of thousands of mountains. The consciousness between Chen Ping and the puppet trembled violently, and most of it was weakened suddenly and secretly.

"Huh? This boy's soul is pure and honest enough to rival the sixth level!"

Seeing that the Buddha did not directly break the connection with his spiritual consciousness, Tuoba Qian's three grimaces frowned, and then he quickly made a seal.

Another long-staffed Buddha also moved accordingly.

Take one step forward, and the staff will be reflected in thousands of shadows.

The demonic fire spewed by the golden cat retreated step by step and was extinguished in an instant.

As the shadow of the staff swept down, the originally motionless golden cat flashed its hooves and disappeared into the void without a trace.

The long-staffed Buddha raised his arm and waved, "boom", and the black sand surged wildly in the sea area with a radius of hundreds of miles, and the air of death filled the air.

Although Chen Ping escaped this blow with his superior body skills, Chen Ping was a little anxious.

The demon puppet was covered by a golden bowl, with traces of ghost flames spreading all over its body.

Obviously, Tuoba Qian wants to melt this puppet.

Fortunately, the demon puppet's physical body is indestructible under the sixth level, so there is no danger for the time being.

However, the Golden Cat Puppet is already in danger.

"Sword Three!"

Because Tuoba Qian was distracted from dealing with the two puppets, Chen Ping was able to break through the ghost energy relatively easily and get close to the ghost race itself.

The five-colored sword energy was poured into it all at once, spinning non-stop.

"It's just a magical treasure without a weapon spirit!"

Tuoba Qian opened his mouth and inhaled, and the surrounding ghost energy poured into his mouth.

For a moment, the black light on his body turned into a gorgeous deep blue color.

"Boom!"

The body of the Heavenly Cutting Sword carried a heavy pressure and made a solid slash, and the ghostly body immediately flew backwards.

But what made Chen Ping secretly shocked was that this dark blue layer of protection actually withstood the attack of Tongtian Lingbao.

After being filled with layers of spider web-like cracks, the power of the Three Sword Styles was almost exhausted.

"The art of ghost palace is beyond your ability to figure out."

The three-headed and six-armed ghost smiled slyly, clasped its six arms together, and grabbed the Heaven-Cutting Sword.

"Buzz"

The Taitian Sword buzzed continuously, and a cold and cold energy was introduced into Chen Ping's body along it.

He frowned, and a coral Dharma image was printed brightly.

Seeing this, Tuoba Qian showed concern, and the ghost stood in the center, forming a black cocoon.

"Boom!"

The Dharma image was smashed down, and the dark ghost suddenly shook violently.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Ping clasped his left arm, pulled out the Heavenly Tailoring Sword, and retreated hundreds of miles.

Tuoba Qian's consciousness immediately woke up and he swept the figure coldly.

"Alas, the power of the law to suppress the ghost clan has indeed been greatly reduced."

Chen Ping exhaled with a gloomy expression.
To be continued...