This kind of offensive like a rainstorm turned into raindrops, constantly hitting Wei Ping's body.

A broken flag, or a battered plank, these are the best descriptions for Wei Ping.

Why, why is this Yin Soldier so strong?

Wei Ping gritted his teeth and persevered, a little unintelligible, the strength shown by this Yin soldier was completely incomparable to the Yin Difference he had encountered before.

It's not a matter of one or two levels, it's clearly a world of difference.

Hua Qing's eyes revealed a strong firmness, but there were some doubts in his heart, since he became a Yin soldier, he had never made a move, but I don't know why it seemed that this set of actions had already melted into his soul.

When Yu Wei Ping was fighting, he directly pinched it with his hand, and danced the spear in his hand into a living thing.

And Wei Ping could only support himself under this spear like a spiritual snake, and he could barely breathe.

As the spear continued to stab, the black qi on the surface of Huaqing's body was also constantly condensing, wafting above the armor, gradually becoming rich from light.

Wei Ping saw Huaqing's offensive, but it did not slow down because of the delay of time, but became more and more fierce.

Can't be in this anymore!

If it continues like this, it will definitely be consumed alive by this guy!

Wei Ping gritted his teeth, and with a very short gap, his body quickly turned at a small angle.

Flutter –

A soft sound sounded, and Hua Qing's spear pierced through Wei Ping's body again, leaving a small hole on his body.

The body like a broken bellows can hear the whining sound when the wind blows.

However, even if Wei Ping's body was riddled with holes, Wei Ping was still alive and kicking, and there was no loss of vitality.

And in the body, there are no internal organs, and there is no blood flowing out, but it looks like this Wei Ping is an empty shell.

Yes, what is supporting him in this series of actions?!

Even though Hua Qing is a soul body, seeing this scene, he also has some feeling of numbness on his scalp.

It's really, an existence even weirder than the Yin God.

Wei Ping cracked his mouth, as if he had guessed Hua Qing's inner state, and smiled very weirdly, and the corners of his mouth grinned on his temples.

Through this mouth, you can even see the scenery behind you, because there is a hole here that was pierced by Huaqing before.

Wei Ping used his body to take the shot before, and with that impact, he flew out directly upside down and landed heavily.

Although he received such a heavy blow, fortunately, he was out of the attack range of Huaqing's Rainstorm Pear Blossom.

Earned a little respite.

Wei Ping was a little annoyed, and he really underestimated the City God's Mansion.

At this time, the City God's Mansion was presented in front of Wei Ping's eyes, and the dark palace group was directly above him, exuding a faint blue light.

Hua Qing didn't chase after him, so he stopped at the door of the City God Temple, holding a spear and looking at Wei Ping coldly.

"Why don't you chase after it?!"

Wei Ping smiled at Hua Qing, and his body probed forward again, although this time the mission failed, but the chairman was still in the car.

As long as this Yin soldier is lured out of the City God Temple, then the chairman of the meeting will directly enter it, and the spiritual liquid will be at your fingertips!

"I'm right here, why don't you come and catch me!?"

Wei Ping stretched out his tongue, licked his fingernails as sharp as a blade, and said with great disdain towards Hua Qing: "I think you just don't dare to come, dare to fight me to the death?!"

Hua Qing glanced at Wei Ping speechlessly, ignored Wei Ping's words, turned around and walked into the City God Temple.

At this time, this is not the time to kill demons, the safety of adults is important!

Wei Ping knows very well that at present, his strength cannot be opposed to this Yin soldier, but the task of the chairman has to be completed, or rather, it has actually failed.

The chairman gave him this ability to not grow old and immortal, but he did not complete the task of the chairman, which made Wei Ping very uncomfortable.

I feel like I've failed the chairman's expectations.

Therefore, Wei Ping's gaze became very firm again, and his body gradually faded in mid-air, leaving only a gust of wind, blowing towards the City God Temple.

......

The spiritual fluid has been fed, why has it not had any effect?

Is this ichor fake?

Everyone was far away, and they saw with their own eyes that the drop of spiritual liquid that was crystal clear and emitted a faint golden light was sucked by Lao Zhang.

Many people think that this thing is a tyrannical treasure.

Lao Zhang is a lot of old people anyway, why would this good thing be used by him, after using it, he will still die in a few years.

Wouldn't it be better to take this thing out for auction, make a lot of money when the time comes, and then leave this money to your children and grandchildren, and live a lifetime of beautiful scenery?

However, seeing that the spiritual liquid had been absorbed by Lao Zhang, everyone could only regret it slightly, they didn't speak, and the thing was gone.

Next, it depends on whether this so-called spiritual liquid is as magical as they say.

As time passed, Lao Zhang was still lying ill in Wang Jinming's arms, without any signs of improvement.

On the contrary, it can be seen that his face has become a little flushed, and at the same time, he is breathing a little faster.

"Brother Hao?!"

"Xiao Zhang, what's going on?"

Not only Wang Jinming, but also several old men looked at Zhang Hao very worriedly.

It seems that the spiritual liquid they kneeled for for three days and three nights is not as good as they imagined, not to mention the medicine to cure the disease and bring the dead back to life.

Even the most basic improvement is not the slightest sign of improvement.

"It's okay, wait!"

Zhang Hao smiled slightly, comforted everyone, and checked Lao Zhang's state just now.

Very good, the effect of this drop of spiritual liquid is beyond his expectations, not only repairing the aging internal organs in the body, but also laying the foundation for Lao Zhang's cultivation path.

The current Lao Zhang is no longer the mortal he used to be, but the body of the Dao, in other words, the body of cultivation.

Under the effect of this drop of spiritual liquid, Lao Zhang's embarkation on the road of cultivation can be said to be without wasting any effort.

"But why haven't you woken up yet?"

The old man's eyes were full of worry, it didn't matter how much pressure they were carrying, they just longed for the old man who lived together to wake up.

"I'll just say, there are still people who believe in this kind of thing?"

Seeing that the spiritual fluid did not have any effect, the bystanders gave a resounding afterthought in a very timely manner.

And laughed at the rich people who wanted to spend a lot of money to buy this drop of spiritual liquid before being present.

And Yang Bo, who was lying on the ground, saw this scene in front of him, and his heart also chuckled, could it be that he had paid so much in exchange for just a drop of useless liquid?

This kind of thing really made Yang Bo a little crazy.