Chapter 150: Losing Ground
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At this time, there was a change in the smoke, and dozens of arms stretched out, like dozens of thick demon pythons, with lightning speed, through a space of dozens of meters, biting a few soldiers who passed by, and then dragged into the smoke without a sound, and a few soldiers only had time to let out half a scream before it stopped abruptly.
A handsome and sunny young man walked out of it, thick smoke and dust, constantly passing by, but the dust was not stained, no matter the corners of his clothes or his hair, there was not a trace of it. Although it seems to be walking slowly, in fact, the soles of the feet do not touch the ground, and every step is calm and slow, but the body is advancing dozens of meters in the process, and its speed is beyond imagination!
"Captain Chen Pingdu!"
When several soldiers heard the news, they rushed to the scene.
The young man flicked his fingers as if he were flicking away dust, and the soldiers didn't say anything, they all screamed and flew dozens of meters high, and then fell into the thick smoke and ruins. The young man continued to walk slowly, like a messenger from hell, his whole body was wrapped with a terrifying black aura, and everywhere he passed, the frost covered the ground, ten thousand ghosts cried, and a large wave of black mist followed.
"Captain!"
"You can't go in!"
The rest of the dozen or so soldiers were attracted to it.
Chen Ping still didn't look at them, just stared at the ordinary house in front of him, moving forward slowly, without stopping at all, but in the process of taking a step, he suddenly released a few ghosts like doppelgangers.
Ghosts are out of the body.
Split immediately
One split into two, two split into four, and finally split into dozens, and finally densely packed into a large area, those unlucky soldiers didn't even have a chance to resist, all of them were torn to pieces by these powerful Dao ghosts, and after the group of ghosts circled around, they overlapped Chen Ping like ten thousand ghosts, and this shelled body seemed to be a ghost nest that could accommodate ten thousand ghosts.
Chen Ping dragged the ghost shadow on. From the appearance to the front of the residence in less than five seconds, through a distance of thousands of meters, to deal with dozens of soldiers, at that time, Chen Ping's eyes and pupils burned with green flames, he just glanced at the building in front of him.
The gate and the entire wall spontaneously combusted in an instant.
It falls off as quickly as melted wax.
Inside the room, a white-clothed gentleman with a sword at his waist was sitting in a kneeling position, and he was still holding a cup of freshly boiled spiritual tea in his hand.
The green fire in his eyes gradually subsided.
The haunting ghost gradually faded away.
Chen Ping returned from the gloomy and evil to the sunny and sunny state, he always stood at the door and did not walk in, because at this moment, Chen Ping had a not very good premonition, how could this guy be so calm in the face of this posture? This is too abnormal!
Chen Ping Zhenren seemed to be in a hurry. β
"I have already guessed Mr. Qin's identity, and I came to ask you for evidence this time. Chen Ping was sure that Zhao Yun and the others would not be able to come back for the time being, the gap between Qin Ge and his cultivation was too big, with Chen Ping's Taoist attainments, it only took a few minutes to extract all the information he wanted from the other party's mind, "Aren't you afraid?"
Bravado?
Procrastinating for time?
Under Chen Ping's puzzled gaze, Qin Ge put the teacup away, his expression was calm and calm, his whole body was relaxed, and he asked without pain: "Is Chen Ping really proficient in chess?"
Chen Pingping replied without changing his color: "Although it is not as good as Zhang Liangfanzeng, he boasts that he has some skills. β
Qin Ge stared at the super master of the Taoist sect in front of him and said, "Then you must know that in the process of the game, if you stare at the opponent's chess and only want to eat this chess piece with all your heart, then it will cause a mistake in judgment and eventually lose the whole game." β
What is this guy's confidence?
That's it, Chen Ping is not a person who likes nonsense, no matter whether Qin Ge has hole cards or not, or bluff to delay time, take him down first, since he has come here, no matter what situation he encounters, it is inevitable to make a move today.
Chen Ping flexed his fingers and shot out a purple and black long needle!
This needle is one of the magic weapons of its sacrifice!
This needle specializes in breaking the true qi or internal strength, and at the same time contains extremely powerful poison, even if the other party is a martial arts master, as long as he is hit, he will immediately lose his ability to resist, Chen Ping doesn't want Qin Ge's life for the time being, he just needs to completely disintegrate his resistance ability.
Bite!
A cold light flashed, and the flying needle was bounced off.
"Taoist Flying Sword?"
Kunwu Jian felt the danger and spontaneously resisted, and immediately erupted into a piercing scream, causing small cracks to appear on the surrounding floor, and the red lines on the surface of the sword body lit up one after another, stabbing towards Chen Ping's body like a meteor, but just as he was about to hit Chen Ping, he was suddenly entangled by more than a dozen tentacles stretched out in the void.
The raid failed.
At this moment, the Kungo sword is like a worm caught by a spider's web.
If Chen Ping is so easy to deal with, it will not be Chen Ping, as we all know, Taoism is divided into art and Taoism, Fan Zeng and Zhang Liang have both art and Taoism, among which Zhang Liang is biased towards Taoism, Fan Zeng is biased towards Taoism, and Chen Ping is a master of the extreme art school.
He is the same as Zhao Gao!
Zhao Gao has a very high Taoist talent, if he cultivates steadily, he can become a Taoist real person sooner or later, and he pursues extremely powerful techniques, so the realm is only at the sevenfold level, but don't underestimate Zhao Gao's sevenfold cultivation, he is fully capable of defeating the eightfold cultivator!
Chen Ping is even more powerful.
The cultivation of the ninefold peak is half a step away from the consummation of the pseudo-realm, and its combat power is enough to sweep the ordinary pseudo-realm consummation cultivators, and Zhao Yun may not be able to suppress Chen Ping one-on-one without the situation of Confucian cultivation.
"With just a flying sword, I'm afraid it won't stop me!"
Chen Ping thought that Qin Ge had some powerful means, if he just relied on a flying sword, no matter how high the quality of this flying sword was, it would not be possible to pose a threat to Chen Ping, and the gap between the cultivation of the two sides was too big.
Avoid complications!
No time to waste!
Chen Ping once again performed a trick, and the ghost crying wolf howl filled the surroundings, and the sharp cry was enough to tear people's eardrums, in the process
Ten, twenty, fifty, hundred, hundred...... Clusters of black mist burst out of thin air around Qin Ge's body, and a hideous-looking ghost appeared in each black mist, each of which looked completely different, and the only thing in common was that they were all full of dangerous and murderous aura.
Qin Ge was surprised: "So many ghosts?"
Generally, it is good for a monk who cultivates the Yin and Yang family to be able to refine three or two ghosts.
The refining process of each Dao ghost is extremely difficult, the Yin Spirit is only the raw material of the Dao Ghost, refining the Dao Ghost often requires an astonishing number of Yin Spirits, each different Dao Ghost has different abilities, I have never heard of someone who can practice hundreds, this is simply crazy, I really don't know how many Yin Spirits will be consumed, and a few hundred Dao Ghosts are quite an army!
Fan Yingbu may not be able to deal with this kind of lineup!
Chen Ping said modestly: "I have fought more than a dozen battles with King Xiang in the east and west, although I have never been reused, but I have also benefited a lot, at least there are a large number of souls and prisoners of war to use, and people like me who are idle all day long and have nothing to do can only rely on refining some little ghosts to pass the time." β
That's it.
A pinch of the trick.
Chen Ping directly urged the Dao ghosts to rush towards Qin Ge from the fourth year and eight, and several of them drilled out of the ground, directly grabbing Qin Ge's thighs, as if they wanted to drag him into the ground.
How can such a lineup escape?
Being subdued is almost a given!
But at this moment, the ghost in the front row let out a terrible scream, and suddenly his whole body snorted as if he had been splashed with hot butter and began to retreat. The Dao Ghost was injured by the Nuwa Stone that Qin Ge was carrying, as long as it was a spirit ghost below the level of the Ghost King, unless it was a very rare and special Yang Ghost, there was no way to get close to Qin Ge.
"You have an exorcist treasure on you?"
No wonder, no wonder, can be a yin snake, can break the way of ghosts, all because of this.
Qin Ge smiled slightly and said to Chen Ping: "Although the scale of Chen Ping's real Dao ghosts is unexpected, it doesn't seem to be a particularly powerful individual, I'm afraid there is no way to help me with these Dao ghosts alone!"
Chen Ping showed a hint of contempt.
There are all kinds of Taoist techniques of the Daoist sect, and a treasure to ward off evil spirits can stop him? If Qin Ge thinks so, it would be too naΓ―ve! Chen Ping took out the rune paper again and shook it lightly, and the rune paper spontaneously ignited in an instant, and the dark blue flames quickly spread all around, and finally turned into more than a dozen rockets, all of which were sprinkled towards Qin Ge's location.
"Then let you see my Nether True Fire!"
This is a Taoist true fire refined by a real person.
I'm afraid it's ten times more terrifying than it seems!
When the dark blue ghost fire was about to sweep Qin Ge!
Qin Ge's voice sounded in Chen Ping's ears: "I won't play with you anymore!"
A violent roar echoed, the surrounding houses cracked and collapsed, and when the true fire was about to envelop Qin Ge, it was suddenly swept away by a powerful force like gods and demons, and a monster with three eyes, four arms, half human and half dragon tail was born from the void.
It was like a demon king that had been sealed for thousands of years, all the rage and anger were released at the moment of breaking the seal, and it came to Chen Ping almost instantly, and an extremely heavy halberd was directly stabbed on Chen Ping's body protection true qi.
It's so sudden!
Not at all mentally prepared!
With a bang, Chen Ping was bounced off and smashed into two houses!
When Chen Ping floated up and stood up, his hair was a little messy and his clothes were a little torn.
Asura appeared above his head and brandished a heavy sword, Chen Ping hurriedly cast a retreat technique, and instantly flashed dozens of meters away, a destructive force like a landslide and a ground crack swept through, and a sword mark more than dozens of meters long was split out on the street!
What the hell is this?
It's enough to have a half-saint level strength!
Chen Ping never dreamed that Qin Ge had such a hole card!
Who would have thought that a monster with a half-saint strength would summon it when it said it, this is completely contrary to common sense, such a powerful monster, the whole of Huaxia can't find a few, why can Qin Ge's cultivation be summoned neatly and at no cost?
Chen Ping knew why Qin Ge was fearless.
With such a powerful means, even if Fan Zeng personally took action, it would take a lot of effort to kill him!
Chen Ping already had a very ominous feeling, he found that he had far underestimated Qin Ge's ability, could it be said that Qin Ge was playing tricks on himself from the beginning, so that he could enter a passive situation of being in a situation where he was losing ground? Who is this person!