Chen Ping remembered that when he was in the Demon Suppressing Tower at the beginning, he wanted to get out but could not open the door.
"Come again..."
Chen Ping punched out again, the sound was so loud that it was deafening!
Luo Xiang, who was outside the Demon Suppression Tower, couldn't help but change his expression when he saw this, "What is this guy doing inside? It's like demolishing a house..."
"Young Master, this Chen Ping is afraid that he will destroy the Demon Suppression Tower inside. He can't get it, and he doesn't want us to get it either..."
Luo Jiu said.
When Luo Xiang heard this, he immediately increased the strength and speed of his hands. He wanted to rush in and stop Chen Ping from causing damage!
But Chen Ping punched several times in succession, but the bronze door in front of him remained the same as before, as if it had not been moved.
"What has actually happened?"
Chen Ping frowned, then looked at his fist, "Does this also require Holy Light Fist?"
Chen Ping put away his spiritual power, and then took a deep breath. The muscles in his body swelled. He wanted to use pure physical strength to open the copper door.
"Holy Light Fist..."
Veins popped up on Chen Ping's forehead, and then he relied on the power of muscle contraction to punch the bronze door.
Creaking…………
Under Chen Ping's punch, the bronze gate began to move slowly.
Chen Ping was immediately overjoyed when he saw the bronze door open.
Soon, a dark light flickered from the room, and a pure and strange aura hit his face.
Feeling this breath, Chen Ping quickly walked in.
The whole room was dark, and Chen Ping felt like he was in a void, with only a little flickering light in front of him.
Chen Ping walked towards the light, and soon a miniature version of the Demon Suppression Tower appeared in front of Chen Ping.
This demon-suppressing tower is only over twenty centimeters high. There is a gem inlaid on the top of the tower. The flashing light comes from this gem.
The tower body exuded a simple atmosphere, which made Chen Ping feel very comfortable all over.
"Sure enough, this is the real essence of the Demon Suppressing Tower. , this is the real Demon Suppression Tower..."
When Chen Ping saw the Demon Suppressing Tower in front of him, his face was full of excitement.
Just when Chen Ping stretched out his hand to take the Demon Suppressing Tower, the surrounding area suddenly became extremely bright.
An old man with a childish face and white hair, holding a dragon's head and a crutch in his hand, was glaring at Chen Ping.
"Hmph, you just let the Demon Lord go, but you actually want to take away my Demon Suppressing Tower..."
The old man’s voice was loud and majestic!
When Chen Ping saw the old man, he immediately looked respectful and said politely, "Senior, I didn't know that this Demon Suppression Tower was yours. No offense intended, please forgive me..."
"You can ask me to forgive you, but you have to defeat me first..."
The old man said, the dragon's head in his hand suddenly hit Chen Ping.
The terrifying momentum immediately caused Chen Ping to retreat repeatedly.
"Senior, I just don't want this Demon Suppression Tower. I'm leaving now..."
Chen Ping knew that he was no match for the old man in front of him.
This old man is a master at first glance, and his level is many times higher than Chen Ping's.
"I said, if you want to leave, you must defeat me first..."
The old man came again with a crutch.
Chen Ping hurriedly hid aside and muttered, "You are so old, but you still have such a bad temper..."
The old man ignored Chen Ping and launched a series of attacks, causing Chen Ping to dodge repeatedly.
In the blink of an eye, the old man launched more than a dozen moves in a row, but Chen Ping dodged them all.
This time, Chen Ping felt confident.
"It seems that you are not as strong as I thought. Since you keep forcing me, I will fight with you..."
After saying that, Chen Ping's body glowed with golden light, and the power of the dragon exploded.
Golden dragons unexpectedly emerged from Chen Ping's body and surrounded Chen Ping.
"The Son of the Dragon is really good..."
The old man suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, and then the dragon's head crutch in his hand suddenly stabbed the ground hard!
A dragon roar sounded, and the old man's dragon head turned into a giant dragon. "Is this another taboo?"
Chen Ping remembered that when he was in the Demon Suppressing Tower at the beginning, he wanted to get out but could not open the door.
"Come again..."
Chen Ping punched out again, the sound was so loud that it was deafening!
Luo Xiang, who was outside the Demon Suppression Tower, couldn't help but change his expression when he saw this, "What is this guy doing inside? It's like demolishing a house..."
"Young Master, this Chen Ping is afraid that he will destroy the Demon Suppression Tower inside. He can't get it, and he doesn't want us to get it either..."
Luo Jiu said.
When Luo Xiang heard this, he immediately increased the strength and speed of his hands. He wanted to rush in and stop Chen Ping from causing damage!
But Chen Ping punched several times in succession, but the bronze door in front of him remained the same as before, as if it had not been moved.
"What has actually happened?"
Chen Ping frowned, then looked at his fist, "Does this also require Holy Light Fist?"
Chen Ping put away his spiritual power, and then took a deep breath. The muscles in his body swelled. He wanted to use pure physical strength to open the copper door.
"Holy Light Fist..."
Veins popped up on Chen Ping's forehead, and then he relied on the power of muscle contraction to punch the bronze door.
Creaking…………
Under Chen Ping's punch, the bronze gate began to move slowly.
Chen Ping was immediately overjoyed when he saw the bronze door open.
Soon, a dark light flickered from the room, and a pure and strange aura hit his face.
Feeling this breath, Chen Ping quickly walked in.
The whole room was dark, and Chen Ping felt like he was in a void, with only a little flickering light in front of him.
Chen Ping walked towards the light, and soon a miniature version of the Demon Suppression Tower appeared in front of Chen Ping.
This demon-suppressing tower is only over twenty centimeters high. There is a gem inlaid on the top of the tower. The flashing light comes from this gem.
The tower body exuded a simple atmosphere, which made Chen Ping feel very comfortable all over.
"Sure enough, this is the real essence of the Demon Suppressing Tower. , this is the real Demon Suppression Tower..."
When Chen Ping saw the Demon Suppressing Tower in front of him, his face was full of excitement.
Just when Chen Ping stretched out his hand to take the Demon Suppressing Tower, the surrounding area suddenly became extremely bright.
An old man with a childish face and white hair, holding a dragon's head and a crutch in his hand, was glaring at Chen Ping.
"Hmph, you just let the Demon Lord go, but you actually want to take away my Demon Suppressing Tower..."
The old man’s voice was loud and majestic!
When Chen Ping saw the old man, he immediately looked respectful and said politely, "Senior, I didn't know that this Demon Suppression Tower was yours. No offense intended, please forgive me..."
"You can ask me to forgive you, but you have to defeat me first..."
The old man said, the dragon's head in his hand suddenly hit Chen Ping.
The terrifying momentum immediately caused Chen Ping to retreat repeatedly.
"Senior, I just don't want this Demon Suppression Tower. I'm leaving now..."
Chen Ping knew that he was no match for the old man in front of him.
This old man is a master at first glance, and his level is many times higher than Chen Ping's.
"I said, if you want to leave, you must defeat me first..."
The old man came again with a crutch.
Chen Ping hurriedly hid aside and muttered, "You are so old, but you still have such a bad temper..."
The old man ignored Chen Ping and launched a series of attacks, causing Chen Ping to dodge repeatedly.
In the blink of an eye, the old man launched more than a dozen moves in a row, but Chen Ping dodged them all.
This time, Chen Ping felt confident.
"It seems that you are not as strong as I thought. Since you keep forcing me, I will fight with you..."
After saying that, Chen Ping's body glowed with golden light, and the power of the dragon exploded.
Golden dragons unexpectedly emerged from Chen Ping's body and surrounded Chen Ping.
"The Son of the Dragon is really good..."
The old man suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, and then the dragon's head crutch in his hand suddenly stabbed the ground hard!
A dragon roar sounded, and the old man's dragon head turned into a giant dragon.
