The two third-order peak creatures were wiped out in the blink of an eye.

For Chen Ping, bullying the weak is smooth and perfect.

Flipping through the black token given by Concubine Shu Mu, he found that the number inside had not changed.

It seems that only when the soul of the giant spirit corpse is destroyed will the battle merit points be increased.

Before verifying this idea, Chen Ping pointed to the giant spirit corpse soul and silently recited the Heavenly Night Soul Searching Technique.

However, after a full dozen breaths, he sighed softly.

Soul search is not possible!

It's not that the memories of the corpse clan can't be searched.,It's that the soul searching secret technique he mastered is mainly aimed at the human race and the demon race.。。

And the grade is too low, which is ineffective against the corpse clan.

In the midst of the overflowing light, Chen Ping did not hesitate to pinch and explode the corpse soul.

"Bang!"

Pale black soul smoke curled up.

Immediately after, a ray of flame rushed away, burning it into nothingness.

If it's a human race, it's just that, like Jiao Taining just now, he at least gave reincarnation a chance.

But the corpse clan is cruel and bloodthirsty, and he doesn't have the slightest psychological burden.

Looking down at the token again, the number suddenly jumped to "fifty".

"The Heavenly Spirit Treasure is so magical?"

Suddenly, Chen Ping raised his eyebrows in astonishment.

There was no sign of life in the token at all.

But it can sense the dead corpses around it in real time, and I don't know what the principle of this spell is.

"Could it be the Heavenly Spirit Treasure that gave birth to the Instrument Spirit?"

After thinking about it for a while, Chen Ping erased the traces of the fighting method and returned to the duality of the heavens.

……

After a tea time, Chen Ping landed on a small island.

This is a sandy island formed by high tide.

He rested here for the time being.

The chase between the Ghost Fire Gate Peak Lord and the giant spirit corpse caused him to have some speculations.

The situation should not reach the point where one side is crushed.

Perhaps, the Ghost Fire Gate is fighting with the Demon Clan.

After pondering for a while, Chen Ping prepared to set off and rush to the depths of the sea.

"Big Ash, eat it!"

Before leaving, Chen Ping summoned the Winged Evil King and gave an order.

"Chirp ......"

The little eye looked at the giant corpse on the ground, and the sound of the big gray was full of repulsion.

The Winged Evil Clan originally only fed on all kinds of spirit grasses.

Under Chen Ping's influence, this insect has barely gotten used to blood food that can improve its realm faster.

Now that the master has to take an inch and force it to eat the remains of the corpse clan, the big gray can't accept it no matter what.

"How, does it work?"

After a while, Chen Ping stared at the big gray with a swollen stomach and asked lightly.

In just a dozen breaths, under his urging, Big Ash bit the left arm of the giant spirit corpse and ate it.

"Chirp!"

Big Ash raised his head in an excited response.

"Oh?"

Chen Ping's expression moved, quite surprised.

Great Ash said that the effect of this corpse was actually a few cuts stronger than that of ordinary fourth-order early demon beasts.

Attentive, he then discovered another thing.

As the Winged Demon digested the Djinn corpse, the ancient tree pattern on the body parts suddenly changed.

Circles of silver brilliance spread.

The sacred is full of weirdness.

With his eyes shrinking, Chen divided part of the giant spirit corpse and threw it into the spirit beast bracelet.

After a long period of cultivation, the original three or five winged evils have multiplied into a huge swarm.

There are more than a hundred second-order winged evils alone.

There are also as many as six heads of the third order.

"Buzz!"

Under the forcible order of the Great Ash, the Winged Evils scrambled to pounce and divide up the djinn corpse.

Half an hour later.

Chen Ping's divine thoughts surged out, and he checked the changes in the winged evil group.

It's a pity that this giant corpse seems to be just ordinary food for them, and it is of little help.

Finally, his gaze fell back on Big Ash.

This insect can absorb the power of the corpse clan, is it because of the mark of the Sacred Ruins Ancestral Tree?

Glancing at the pattern on his right shoulder, Chen Ping was eager to try.

Then, without saying a word, he grabbed a handful of inexplicable liquid from the head of the giant spirit corpse and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

"Ahem!"

The next moment, Chen Ping coughed violently.

Immediately vomit everything you eat.

He didn't even chew spider meat raw, but he actually felt a strong nausea.

The taste of this corpse meat is simply indescribably sour.

"It's hard for you."

Gently swept away the ashes, Chen Ping sympathized with what it had just encountered.

Then, he was much more cautious.

Sacrifice a ball of spiritual fire aimed at the giant spirit corpse and bake for half a day.

A few more bottles of seasoning spirit objects were added, slightly masking the taste of the ingredients themselves.

Closing the sense of taste, Chen Ping chewed slowly.

But the strange thing was that the corpse qi contained in the flesh and blood not only could not be absorbed by him, but also did not activate the ancient tree imprint.

"Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I'm not a pure physique."

After thinking for a long time to no avail, Chen Ping had no choice but to give up.

The rest of the djinn corpses were all cheaper.

"Chirp!"

After digestion, the ash constantly flutters around the owner.

"A corpse clan at the peak of the third order has actually made its demon spirit power condensed by a small half."

Chen Ping made no secret of his blushing eyes.

Big Ash is just a little spirit pet that follows him.

But it fits the mark of the ancient tree better than him.

It's really jealous.

"The battle of human corpses has cheapened you."

Sighing slightly, Chen Ping said with emotion.

He had originally considered whether to continue to spend a lot of money to cultivate the Winged Evil King.

Now, a natural resource field is in front of it, and it is really comfortable to punish evil spirits, raise pets, and win war achievements.

……

The southern part of the Ghost Fire Gate is dominated by the sea area.

The islands are sparse and scattered.

Chen Ping cautiously flew high in the air.

It's been half a day since we started again.

He gradually went deeper into the Sea of the Ghost Fire Gate.

The current situation is unknown, but he still maintains the art of disguise.

The results of this investigation made his heart extremely gloomy.

The heavens, the earth, and the shallow seas are all deeply invaded by the evil spirit!

Not to mention the living human race, there are very few fish and shrimp and ordinary spirit grasses like cow hair.

A super-sized corpse enchantment!

This was Chen Ping's first feeling.

Among the hundred races in the world, the Yin Spirit and the Corpse Race are the most notorious races.

Even a tide of beasts cannot wipe out other creatures in a pervasive way.

But the high-level Yin Qi and Corpse Qi have this terrifying lethality.

If the environment polluted by corpse gas is not intervened by spells, it will never be restored to its original appearance for thousands of years.

"Hey, at least tens of millions of Terran creatures have fallen."

After traveling thousands of miles, Chen Ping looked at the empty islands, and a trace of anger mixed with thunder surged into his heart.

The thinking of the human race is changeable, and reason and emotion are often transformed.

In the past, there were countless of his fellow people who died at his hands.

But no matter how cold-blooded and ruthless he is, how can he sit back and watch the innocent death of his clansmen in pieces?

This is one of the main reasons why he always wants to escape the war of the races.

He knew that if he saw ordinary people suffering from the heinous calamity, his cold heart would surely be shaken.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Chen Ping read the mantra in his hand.

The four flames dispersed.

Among them, the spiritual flame that flew to the east shrank suddenly, and was crushed into a walnut shape by an eerie force.

"Is the nest over there?"

After pondering for a moment, Chen Ping's light flashed and flew quickly towards the eastern sky.

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Luancheng Island was originally a third-level island, controlled by the Luan family.

The origin of this Luan family is not small.

Its first ancestor was a true disciple of the Ghost Fire Sect.

I don't know what happened, Luan Lao Zu left the sect before his death and went to the south to open up a family.

In the past 1,000 years, the Luan family has produced many talents, showing a trend of soaring.

Each generation was suppressed by more than one Yuandan monk, and it also occupied tens of thousands of miles of sea area.

It can be said that the southern region of the Ghost Fire Gate is the world of the Luan family.

Recalling the information he had learned before, Chen Ping, who was integrated with the breeze, revealed his figure.

At the foot is Luancheng Island.

Clearly, this place has fallen.

The rich yin aura almost turned into substance, baring its teeth and claws, devouring every space on the island.

In the island, there are rows of wandering ghosts, densely packed.

These ghosts have no mouth or eyes, only half a child's height, and their appearance is as black as the water of a dry well.

Strangely, their bodies don't seem to coalesce into a physical body.

Staggered, and the air flow straight through each other.

The Yin Spirit Clan, the source of the abyssal calamity, is also the initial state of the Corpse Clan.

This race is a natural race.

However, due to the imperfection of the body rules, the individual strength of the Yin Spirit Clan is very low.

The Yin Spirit Clan in the early stage of the First Order couldn't even get close to the burly man who was full of blood and energy in the mortal world.

However, as the realm continues to improve, when the physical body gradually manifests, the supernatural powers of the Yin Spirit Clan will gradually increase a lot.

Just like the fifth-order yin spirit in the abyss, ordinary half-step primordial infant-level human races can only wait for death.

Hidden in a spiritual tree crown, Chen Ping's divine thoughts were like gentle spring water, spreading out layer by layer.

Almost instantly, the island is clear in its entirety for hundreds of miles.

At present, there are 30,000 first-order Yin Spirits entrenched in Luancheng Island.

Second-order Yin Spirits with bodies close to liquid are about a thousand.

A fully formed third-order Yin Spirit, about forty heads.

As for the fourth-order Yin Spirit, he hadn't discovered it yet.

Because in the middle of the city there is an area where the evil qi and the corpse qi are mixed.

This Yin Spirit army was obviously led by a certain or even several corpses.

He came here alone, and it was not suitable for him to stab with his divine sense, so as not to startle the snake.

"Whew"

"Whew"

When the Yin Spirit moves, it is like a hurricane blowing violently.

Everywhere they crossed, they began to drip disgusting water.

Some of the spirits even wandered into the sea, gulping fish, shrimp and seaweed.

There are usually two major ways for the Yin Spirit Clan to advance.

One of the groups devours each other, the strong are stronger, and the weak are reduced to nutrients.

The second is to seize the vitality of other races.

This is also the key reason why the Yin Spirit is causing chaos in the cultivation world.

With the addition of the breathing technique, Chen Ping burrowed into the ground and galloped towards the center of the city.

……

About half a pillar of incense after the time.

Chen Ping appeared in a palace building.

Looking at the furnishings around it, this should have been the council chamber of some large power in the past.

As he moved, a faint hint of silver appeared on his skin.

At this moment, Chen Ping's complexion had become extremely cautious.

Within a radius of several miles, it is full of cold power!

The Five Elements Aura and other substances in the air were squeezed out.

Resisting the corpse qi that was constantly invading his body, Chen Ping roughly judged the cultivation of the commander of this Yin Spirit army.

The corpse clan of the fourth-order Great Perfection realm!

Could it be a dragon corpse with the same name as the Sparrow Corpse?

Chen Ping's eyes flashed a hint of fierceness, and under the silent recitation of the mantra, the pupil technique operated to the maximum extent.

Through the corpse qi that filled the sky, his vision widened.

"What is this?"

With a frown, Chen Ping was shocked by the scene in front of him.

I saw a black and white gloomy coffin on a spacious main street dozens of miles away.

The coffin was four or five zhang long, and the surface of the coffin was stained with blood and condensed into ice strips.

What's even more shocking is that the coffin is surrounded by corpses of various living beings.

It's basically a high-level human race and a demon race.

At this point, these creatures seem to be treated as sacrifices in the coffin.

Bright red blood gushed in his throat and head.

The seemingly uncontrolled sputter eventually converged into a column of blood and shot into the coffin.

Under the infusion of blood food, the black and white coffin began to tremble without wind.

And from it there was a "creaking" sound, as if touching the coffin with hands and feet.

"Why does this corpse clan seem to be cultivating the Blood Dao Divine Power?"

Hearing this, the corners of Chen Ping's eyes couldn't help jumping.

Isn't it......

A guess suddenly popped up in the sea of knowledge.

It is rumored that the Djinn royal family has a spell similar to the blood path, and the power is amazing.

The Yin Spirit Clan was reborn through the body, and it is likely that it retained the original supernatural powers.

Thinking of the ordinary giant spirit that he killed the day before yesterday, Chen Ping suddenly became more and more affirmative.

The corpse of the Djinn King!

Chen Ping felt a sigh in his heart, and a hint of retreat rose.

If it was a dragon corpse, he would dare to slaughter this Yin Spirit army with his own strength.

But if it is the corpse of the Djinn King, it is relatively tricky.

What's more, there is an even more terrifying royal family above the royal family.

The Djinn royal family, a creature that is said to be able to kill enemies across the great realm!

Of course, royalty is rare, and usually does not appear once in thousands of years.

Otherwise, the cultivation world would already be the world of the Giant Spirit Clan.

"Roar!"

Just as Chen Ping hesitated, a furious sound like a tiger's roar sounded in the coffin.

The heavy planks rolled off and away, and a vague shadow four feet high flew out, and the soles of their feet stomped on the ground.

Both hands and feet were huge, and their appearance was not much different from the giant spirit corpse that Chen Ping had killed before.

However, the head of this corpse has eight eyes, and in the top eyeball, there is also a circle of pale golden brilliance.

In detail, it looks somewhat similar to the runes used to draw runes.

The Royal Crest!

Sure enough, it was the corpse of the Giant Spirit King at the peak of the fourth order.

Chen Ping lurked vigilantly on the side, firmly binding his breath in his body.

The realm of this king corpse was two orders higher than him.

The strength of the divine soul is half a catty and eight taels.

If there is a slight abnormality, it will probably be directly exposed.

"Roar!"

As soon as the king's corpse came out of the coffin, it immediately pounced on a bull demon as big as a hill.

He bit through his neck and frantically sucked the blood from the corpse.

Soon, a withered skin fell to the ground.

The corpse of the king slowly got up, and flew towards the other side of the bloody food.

Just as it moved, Chen Ping swept at something, and his eyes narrowed fiercely.

I saw that on the waist of the king's corpse, which was as thick as a water tank, there was a half-foot jade flute with a white body.

The flute is full of breath, and even if it is not in a state of activation, it also releases a powerful coercion to the surroundings.

"Medium-grade spirit treasure?"

Chen Ping's breath stagnated, and he didn't dare to say surely.

Can the corpses control the Terran spirit treasures?

He couldn't be sure.

However, it succeeded in piquing his interest.

He suddenly smiled coldly, having the idea of retreating.

While the corpse of the Djinn King was solving the blood food, he used his pupil technique to inspect every corner of the city.

The good news is that there is only this corpse clan in Luancheng Island at present.

"A law attack may not be effective against this corpse."

Before starting, Chen Ping had prepared for the worst.

Sneaking out of the inner city, his target was the 30,000 Yin Spirits first.

Because Leifa has a process of cohesion.

If it is too close, it will definitely make the corpse of the Djinn King instantly perceive.

Therefore, if he wants to kill this king corpse, the sneak attack will definitely be ineffective.

After thinking about it a few times, Chen Ping no longer hesitated.

The thunder wings and wind hooves were laid down without a breath, and the wings behind their backs flashed, and after a few thunders and wind howls, the people went straight down and fled.

A large piece of Yin Spirit was in front of him, Chen Ping flipped it with one hand, and a blooming thunder and lightning vortex appeared in the palm of his hand.

Constantly urging the mantra, this Green Tribulation Immortal Thunder seemed to be infused with the essence of the stars, and suddenly became emerald green, like a crystal jade.

The green thunder vortex is like a dream, and every ray of thunder that bursts out around it is like a vast illusion, pure and incomparable.

The fourth layer of the Immortal Thunder Method is gradually taking shape!

Of course, he won't kill chickens with a knife or use thunder to kill yin spirits.

After moving in his heart again, the golden pill in the dantian spun out drippingly.

On the golden pill, a mellow red shadow flashed brightly.

"Boom!"

In an instant, clusters of dark red in color, like magma, spiritual fire rolled out.

It was as if a fire demon had descended into the world, turning into a tall wall of fire on all sides.

And directly formed an unbreakable cage in the air, sweeping towards the largest number of Yin Spirits.

Chen Ping hadn't used the Danyu Divine Power against the enemy for a long time.

After all, there is almost no distinction between the Dan Domain and the inferior between the same great realm.

Even if you use it, it won't have much effect.

However, if the Dan Domain is released on a creature whose cultivation is far inferior to his, the lethality of this technique is several times more terrifying than that of the Divine Soul Shock!

With a radius of more than ten miles, it was completely transformed into a sea of flames.

The nearly 10,000 Yin Spirits that were wrapped in the Crimson Fire Wave burned to ashes at the same time as the Dan Domain erupted.

There is simply no way to withstand an attack of this magnitude.

As for the third-order Yin Spirit Clan, they could support one or two slightly, but they didn't have time to escape such a large range of regular fire, and they all let out screams and fell to their deaths.

"It's a pity that the power of the rules in the golden pill can only be accumulated once in a few years, otherwise the unrestricted release of the Dan domain will not be the turn of the Yin Spirit Clan to cause chaos."

Chen Ping opened his mouth to suck back the golden pill, and with a dance of his sleeve robe, the winged evil king Da Ash and the sea-swallowing thunder python puppet appeared.

"None of them will be left!"

As soon as the thought passed coldly, the big ash and the thunder python rushed to kill the remaining yin spirits.

And he himself threw the green thunder vortex into the air, and his body melted into nothingness in the blink of an eye.

In place, in its place was the purple rhino sword that shimmered with purple light.

Man and sword in one!

After years of cultivation, he was able to maintain a sword transformation state of one hundred breaths.

"Jindan Fire Cultivation!"

The huge movement immediately attracted the attention of the corpse of the giant spirit king in the inner city, and the huge corpse soul swept out, and the body jumped into the air.

In the blink of an eye, the eyes on the skull turned into a cloud of black light and traveled a hundred miles away.

In a few more flashes, it flew at an astonishing speed.

Without hesitation, the corpse of the king slammed his feet on it, and his huge body jumped up like a meteor.

Wrapped in a hurricane, where it passed, it forcibly separated the spiritual flame summoned by Chen Ping!

However, after tearing the fire cloud, the next scene he saw made the king corpse slightly stunned, and his heart beat violently.

The purple sword was no more, and it couldn't pose a deadly threat to it.

But when a cyan vortex mixed with thunder and lightning dripped down, everything changed.

"Smack!"

The Blue Tribulation Immortal Thunder opened in response.

Layer by layer, it melted, attached to the purple rhino sword, and burst into brilliant light.

The surrounding corpse qi seemed to have met an old enemy, and they were forced to retreat by this thunder.

"The monk who has mastered the dual methods of thunder and fire will definitely be the great enemy of our clan in the future!"

Seeing this, the corpse of the Giant Spirit King was not afraid, but his expression became more and more hideous.

With a loud roar, his hands quickly pinched the trick and pointed a little into the air.

But on the other side, Chen Ping's movements were faster.

Seeing that the king's corpse had been brought in, he pressed his thoughts, and layers of cyan sword shadows gathered on the purple rhino sword.

In an instant, it skyrocketed into a cold and radiant supersword, slashing head-on.

The thunder roared loudly, and countless cyan arcs of lightning burst out from the huge sword body, and the power was unstoppable.

Dealing with a top-level half-step fifth-order like the Giant Spirit King Corpse, ordinary means are useless at all.

Therefore, as soon as Chen Ping made a move, Lei Fajia and the sword were one, and he wanted to divide the victory or defeat with his blow!

At the same moment, the king's corpse's defenses were already fully prepared.

I saw that above its head, the largest purple eye suddenly lit up, and then condensed, and sixteen emerald fire Jiao opened their teeth and danced their claws and rushed straight towards the spirit sword.

Each fire Jiao was more than ten zhang large, and its body was shrouded in a faint layer of gray corpse qi.

This dragon's head has a single horn, and its mouth spews flames, and its body is like a substance, and it looks hideous.

The Djinn royal family is famous for their magical talents.

It's not uncommon to know one or two high-level spells.

"Slash!"

In the purple rhino sword, Chen Ping's right hand fell, and the lightning surging thunder sword was slowly pressed down.

Even though the eight emerald fire dragons were vicious and abnormal, they were cut off several times one after another after being touched by the Blue Tribulation Immortal Thunder.

The remnants of the body were even more violently attacked by countless electric wires, and they were reduced to billowing corpse gas.

"This is the power of the Treasure Rayfa?"

Chen Ping, as a spellcaster, was a little dumbfounded.

Then, the Purple Rhino Sword flickered in his mind and disappeared in the void.

At the same time, the top of the corpse of the Djinn King fluctuated greatly, and sword light and thunder fell from the sky without warning.

This sword light that absorbed forty or fifty percent of his mana stretched for more than ten miles.

A trace of horror flashed in the eyes of the king corpse, and suddenly the blood in his right arm was abundant, and he picked up a cloud of phantom and smashed it into the air.

"Boom!"

A clean, loud bang.

A blood-colored sun appeared in the air, and the stench-stained spirit was extremely dazzling.

The sword light screamed urgently, and it was annihilated in the blood.

It was as if this blood light had incredible power.

But Chen Ping didn't panic at all, the sword light was scattered, but more Blue Tribulation Immortal Thunder was added.

As a result, the power of the Purple Rhino Sword not only did not decrease, but even increased by half a percent.

The horror of the Blue Tribulation Immortal Thunder continues.

Whether it was the blood path supernatural power that the king was proficient in before his death, or the corpse qi that permeated people, he was restrained by his death.

"Tear up!"

The thunder light slashed fiercely, and the indestructible blood-colored sun was also like the previous fire Jiao, cracked into pieces.

Chen Ping slashed again, and an incomparably sharp sword aura fell.

This sword directly split the corpse of the giant spirit king and the space behind it in half.

The corpses on both sides were wrapped with twisted and beating Blue Tribulation Immortal Thunder, and the smell of burnt paste wafted out irrepressibly.

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