The ghost clan that fights with Concubine Shu Mu is just a clone.

Chen Ping, who knows the truth, has an abnormal beating of his heart "poof" and "poof"...

There was also a hint of fear in his eyes, which rarely showed it.

The doppelganger technique is a rumored supernatural power.

The vast majority of the Yuanying monks did not have the opportunity to master it.

Although the strength of the ontology is not necessarily higher than the height.

But even if the body of this immortal ghost clan was only in the middle of the fifth order, once the two converged, it would be difficult for Concubine Shu Mu to resist.

"Run?"

Holding the purple rhino sword in a panic, Chen Ping subconsciously operated the thunder wings wind hoof array.

But then, a crystal clear jade bottle slowly fell, interrupting his plan.

It was something that Concubine Shu Mu used the formation to pass to her side.

Sealed inside was a golden, petite python.

The snake seemed to be lifeless, and it was suspended silently and motionless.

Its body surface is impressively surrounded by four magnificent Dan patterns!

Five-pin pills, nine-turn incineration pills.

Not all pills are pill-like.

The more advanced it is, the more it will take on different forms.

The effect of the Nine Turns Burning Muscle Pill was similar to that of the Red Fire Ancient Pill, and after taking it, the monk's mana skyrocketed in a short period of time.

Since it is a five-grade and four-pattern elixir, the quality and quantity of the Burning Muscle Pill will far exceed that of the Red Fire Ancient Pill.

Chen Ping's eyes shrank, and he immediately understood what Concubine Shu Mu meant.

This woman gave such a precious Nine Turns Burning Muscle Pill that was comparable to a low-grade spiritual treasure, with only one purpose.

I want him to fight quickly and kill the second combat force of the Yin Spirit Army, the Ink Qilin Arm!

And Chen Ping was taken aback and thought of another key point.

Concubine Shu Mu was fighting with the ghost clan of the same level, but she still had the strength to pay attention to him.

If she escaped in front of Wan Xiu to save her life, this woman would probably use a divine soul attack to kill him, a "cowardly traitor", in order not to affect her morale.

Unlike Liang Yingzhuo, although Concubine Shu Mu is decent, she has no burden when she is ruthless.

"Act ahead of the curve."

After a moment of hesitation in his heart, Chen Ping snatched the pill bottle with one hand and stuffed it back into his sleeve robe.

It is said that the sequelae of the Nine Turns Burning Muscle Pill are not small.

After that, you will need to retreat for more than half a month to recover.

Before the last moment, it is better to use it with caution.

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

Various popping sounds were delivered at the same time.

In just a few breaths, the Yin Spirit army and the Terran monks were in hand.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Chen Ping roughly understood the overall strength of the enemy.

There are more than 70 third-order yin spirits and six fourth-order yin spirits.

They led the Yin Spirit subordinates to attack the formation of Wangqin Island.

However, the Yin Spirit Clan's supernatural powers are weak, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

The main battle is still eleven fourth-order corpse clans.

Led by the Arm of the Ink Kirin.

There are three heads at the peak of the fourth order, two heads in the late stage, one head in the middle stage, and four heads in the early stage!

"Whoa!"

In the distance, a vast white sword slashed, and a pure black broad sword slashed diagonally, cutting a piece of mountain wall straight down.

On that mountain wall, it was the corpse clan of the early stage of the fourth order at the two heads, as well as the army of thousands of Yin Spirits.

Blocked by the monk's progress, the two blue mantis corpse demons suddenly became furious, holding a giant pincer thick with a person, and with a dance of wings, they slashed at the broad sword head-on.

And the pure black broadsword was not afraid at all, and the sword rain in the sky smashed down "poof" and "poof", covering that area.

Chu Qingling, a real person chasing the sun in the state of unity of man and sword!

The heritage of the Lanyue Sect is really profound.

This son was destroyed by Chen Ping's natal spirit sword, and took away the purple rhino, and immediately obtained a magic weapon from the sect.

Although the aura of this black broadsword was not as good as the previous purple rhinoceros, it was not much the same.

Chu Qingling had one person and one sword, stopping the two early corpse clans, and he didn't fall behind for a while.

"If it weren't for the fact that this seat has reconciled with Gu Sixian, it will destroy you and prevent future troubles."

With a faint hum, Chen Ping's consciousness continued to sweep.

Not far from Chu Qingling, a sea of purple hurricanes shrouded at some point.

The arc flickered in mid-air, and the ground was howling with a cold wind, flying sand and rocks, as if stepping into a ghost realm.

Feng Tianyu chanted a spell and cast a spell, directly trapping the two late stage corpses, as well as the remaining two early stage corpses!

This kind of ability, except for Chen Ping, who knew everything about it, some distracted monks were dumbfounded.

After this battle is over, Feng Tianyu will definitely expose most of his strength.

However, the number of Jin Dan that was hastily summoned was too small.

The corpse clan of the three-headed fourth-order peak had no one to fight at all, and they all killed the three spirit ships outside the island.

Gu Sixian led the juniors to line up the troops, and his face was already gloomy like dripping water.

But the most tricky unicorn arm on the corpse side did not move.

Just hiding on the top of a mountain, as if looking for a suitable target, deliver a fatal blow.

"Brother Chen, when you kill the Qilin corpse, the younger brother will use a secret method to help you."

At this time, the voice of Feng Tianyu came into my ears.

Hearing this, the corners of Chen Ping's mouth twitched, revealing a wry smile.

Even Feng Tianyu passed the qi in advance.

Obviously, Concubine Shu Mu really gave him half of the pressure.

"Whew!"

Just as Chen Ping was observing the situation, several clouds of gloomy aura had already covered him.

"Something that doesn't have eyes!"

Chen Ping's expression swept coldly, and he opened his mouth to spew out a silver thread.

The wall of fire made of ice spirit crystal flames immediately attacked the Yin Spirit army.

The flames spread out little by little, like an endless wildfire, burning more and more.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Yin Spirit Clans close to him turned into ashes.

After cutting off a group of Yin Spirits, Chen Ping didn't go to "bully the small with the big" again.

Because even killing ants consumes mana.

He's going to try to stay at his peak and get ready for the battle below.

……

On the blue sea.

Twenty terrified-looking monks were leaning back to back on each other.

The highest cultivation of these people is a false pill, and most of them are only in the early and middle realms of the Yuan Dan.

They were the twenty Yuan Dan juniors that Feng Tianyu and Chu Qingling had brought out to defeat the Yin Evil.

At this moment, the state of all the cultivators is extremely sluggish.

One by one, they spit blood from their mouths, their faces were terrified, or they performed life-saving secret techniques, or sacrificed various treasures and spiritual runes.

And around the cultivators was a sea of pink wind.

Vast and boundless, penetrating into the depths of the sea, there are still countless gray powder things faintly sandwiched inside, roaring incessantly.

Seeing that the pink wind sea was hundreds of zhang away from them, and it only took a breath to completely overwhelm them, this dry monk couldn't help but show a look of despair.

"Senior brother, what should I do?"

A slightly panicked pleasant female voice sounded, and the speaker was a beautiful woman with ice muscles and jade skin.

Her status is not low.

Chu Ruoqiao, the elder of the Lanyue Sect, the realm of the late Yuan Dan.

The other identity is even more arrogant in all cultivators.

Chu Qingling's clan sister!

With the help of her brother, this woman has already competed for an opportunity to use the Astral Dew.

In the future, some licenses will be able to break into the golden pill.

And the object of her anxious inquiry was a tall and strong bald male cultivator.

Wu Yunpeng, the fake Dan monk of the Lanyue Sect, is also the peak master of the Dharma Transmission Peak.

The twenty monks who were trapped were basically Yuan Dan of the Lanyue Sect or its subordinate forces.

As the one with the highest supernatural powers, Wu Yunpeng naturally became the leader of the hopes that all cultivators pinned.

"Hey, the power of the human race is not as good as the Yin Spirit, and the ancestors can't take care of me."

With a bitter sigh, Wu Yunpeng couldn't help but look at the pink wind sea in front of him.

This seemingly beautiful scenery is actually a murderous thing.

The eleven fourth-order corpse clans were either intercepted by the ancestors, or rushed straight to the spirit ship.

There was only one mid-fourth-order Star-Moon Ice Moth left.

Seeing that they wanted to converge with the spirit ship, this moth corpse arranged the magical power without saying a word and pulled the cultivators into the battle.

In the sea of wind, a blurry gray shadow that is more than ten zhang wide is the moth corpse itself.

The Star Moon Ice Moth, whose name sounds poetic, is actually a terrifying and cruel monster!

Moreover, it has become a corpse, and its temperament is even more violent.

"Fight with it, how many can escape!"

Wu Yunpeng gritted his teeth, and suddenly a simple big bow appeared in his hand.

Under the flickering of a yellow and white dazzling light, countless arrows of light shot out like a torrential rain.

Seeing this, Chu Ruoqiao and the others on the side also played spells and talismans one after another, forming an overwhelming attack at once.

Twenty Yuan Dan joined forces, and their power should not be underestimated.

In a moment, a gap was broken in the pink wind sea, and he was near the gray shadow.

But before the attacks could get closer, an invisible sonic storm shot out from the gray shadow.

Whether it is a light arrow, a talisman, or a spell, as soon as it is rolled up by this fluctuation, it will burst open by itself.

You can't really hit the Gray Shadow at all.

And after a short delay, the black shadow flickered a few times, and it was close at hand.

The faces of all the cultivators at the same time were bloodless.

The gap is too big!

The supernatural powers of the corpse race are generally stronger than those of the human race.

The mid-fourth-order Star-Moon Condensing Ice Moth was difficult for even a mid-Jindan cultivator to compete with.

Not to mention the Yuan Dan Realm, he doesn't even have the qualifications to fight back.

With a strange roar, a huge moth appeared.

Although this corpse was a zerg before its death, it could spread its wings and be fifteen or six zhang long.

The head resembles an eagle's head, hairy, and green eyes.

The wings are full of colorful and terrifying toxins.

Combined with corpse qi, ordinary human beings will die if they touch it.

"Senior Sister Chu, if you can return to the sect alive, please take care of Senior Brother's bloodline in the future."

Stuffing the storage ring and the big bow treasure in his hand to Chu Ruoqiao, Wu Yunpeng smiled slightly, like a galloping arrow, and pounced on the moth corpse.

"Senior brother!"

Chu Ruoqiao's heart was sour, and he didn't dare to say a final goodbye to Wu Yunpeng at all, and his body rushed in the opposite direction.

Suddenly, the group of monks seemed to know the deep meaning of Wu Yunpeng's move, and their eyes were full of sorrow, and they scattered in a hurry.

"Strange moth, this repair is good to make it clear to you that the fake Dan monk of the human race is not afraid of death!"

In the middle of the evasive light, Wu Yunpeng looked up to the sky like a crazy smile, and a pill slowly appeared in the dantian, and it rotated rapidly.

A vast aura erupted.

Yes, Wu Yunpeng wants to blow up the fake pill to exchange for a trace of life for his fellow disciples and fellow Daoists.

Seeing this person desperately approaching, the moth corpse's eyes rolled with disdain.

The power of the fake pill can only make it slightly injured.

With the physique of the demon clan and the recovery speed of the corpse clan, it will not take long to recover.

So, this moth not only did not avoid it, but flapped its wings and came straight towards Wu Yunpeng.

But what made it palpitate was that there was a sudden change halfway through.

The surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

Thousands of colorful sword wires slashed down with a "snort" sound of breaking through the air.

The speed of these sword wires is as fast as lightning.

The sound of breaking the air had just been issued, and the next moment, the sword wire arrived in front of the moth's corpse and pierced it densely.

The moth corpse had obviously not expected the sword wire to attack so quickly.

In the future, the spell protection was cast, and the surface of the body flashed with a dull brilliance.

A piece of sword wire easily pierced through the moth corpse.

Immediately after, a huge colored sword slashed head-on, and the moth corpse stopped in its place.

At the same time, the roar in his mouth also came to an abrupt end.

And those sword wires surrounded the huge body of the Xingyue Ice Moth and circled one after another, and in a flash, the corpse was cut to pieces.

The corpse was cut into countless pieces.

"Chen Zhenren!"

When Wu Yunpeng saw the man in green shirt slowly landing, his eyes were filled with sadness and joy.

The fake pill was out of his control and was about to blow itself up.

This life is over!

Wu Yunpeng saluted Chen Pingyao and closed his eyes to death.

If there is a next life, he will not back down.

I'd rather die under the Heavenly Tribulation than choose to become a fake Dan monk again.

"Doesn't the fake Dan have to spare his life?"

Chen Ping said indifferently, flicked his sleeves, and grabbed the fake pill that had become extremely unstable in his hand.

Under the suppression of the Ice Spirit Crystal Flame, the violent aura on it gradually subsided.

Then, with a backhand slap, the golden pill shot back into Wu Yunpeng's dantian.

"Thank you for your kindness!"

Wu Yunpeng kowtowed gratefully.

Who wants to die if they can live?

He still has dozens of years of life left, and if he survives, he will have a lot of time to arrange for his heirs in the next generation.

Chen Ping nodded expressionlessly, and put the remains of the moth corpse into the storage ring one by one.

At the meeting of the two cities, this person had a relationship with him.

If you want to save it, you can save it, it's all in his thoughts.

"Senior Chen!"

Chu Ruoqiao and other monks, who were originally dying, were surprised and delighted when they saw this.

Hurriedly taking advantage of the light, they shot back towards Chen Ping's position.

The body of the moth corpse killed in one move is in a different place, has this Haichang Zhenren's supernatural power surpassed Gu Laozu?

But he had only been cultivating for less than two hundred years.

"Ahh

In the distance, there were suddenly two terrible screams.

The two fastest Yuan Dan who ran with the secret method broke into the sea of pink poison sprinkled by the moth corpse earlier.

The skin instantly ulcerated, and the flesh was quickly melted into white bones.

I have to say that the luck of these two people is really very different.

If he had run a little slower, he would have waited until Chen Ping appeared to kill the moth corpse, and he would not have ended up like this.

"Don't go back to the spirit ship for the time being, it's more dangerous over there."

Chen Ping didn't have the slightest heterochromia.

This kind of large-scale clan war, even the Yuanying Monk is unable to take care of it one by one, how can there be a reason for immortals.

After speaking, a horn flying insect rolled from its cuff and flapped its wings and flew up.

It is the Winged Evil King Big Ash.

"Big Ash, you take them to play as you please."

Chen Ping commanded indifferently.

"Chirp!"

The big gray roared highly, and a trace of hatred flashed in the insect's eyes.

Last time, it was almost slaughtered by the two corpses, and now it hates the Yin Spirit.

"Don't resist when you encounter a strong enemy, run away if you can, and don't worry if this group of juniors are all dead."

Chen Ping said quietly:

"In addition, without the permission of this seat, the imprint of the ancient tree must not be exposed!"

His words are not only to raise a little dust, but also to remind himself.

Concubine Shu Mu promised to protect him, just listen to it.

The treasures of the secret arts, the gods and the creatures will be excited.

is only in the middle of the infant, and he doesn't have the ability to protect him at all.

Therefore, the Coral Law Determination Meter cannot be used.

The Immortal Thunder Law doesn't have much to do with it.

This technique focuses on breaking formations and prohibitions, and the power of using it as a spell is not outrageous.

As for the imprint of the ancient tree of the big ash, it is also taboo.

The ancestral tree of the holy ruins on the moon immortal, although he didn't know what it was.

It doesn't mean that the ghost clan is powerful and Concubine Shu Mu doesn't know it.

Then, Chen Ping stopped talking nonsense and shot towards the center of the battlefield.

After pinching the soft persimmons, it's time for a big battle next.

Just after killing the moth corpse, the powerful divine sense of the unicorn arm had swept over and locked on to him.

"Su Han, you betray the clan, you deserve death!"

With crystal thunder wings on his back, Chen Ping was surrounded by phantoms behind him, and he crossed most of the mountain ranges in an instant.

As far as his gaze could see, there was a peak covered in snow and ice.

The arm of the unicorn was grasping on a boulder, and after listening to Chen Ping's loud drink, the human soul in it struck back fiercely: "If you can't live forever, what's the use of being a human being?" ”

"Joke, you, a mongrel corpse made by strange arts, are also worthy of plotting to take away immortality?"

Chen Ping sneered unceremoniously, and a green thunder vortex faintly formed in his right hand.

Hearing this, the human soul body trembled slightly, and his face became extremely ugly, almost unable to control the anger in his heart.

Chen Ping did poke at his sore spot.

You must know that the longevity of the corpse clan of the same rank is two to three times that of the human race.

But he was forced to use the Soul Casting Corpse Method to break through the fifth-order body.

As soon as you enter the fifth order, Shouyuan will only have more than 700 years left!

Compared to ordinary Yuan Infant Monks, they are far from the same.

"Vicious junior, this seat will refine you alive!"

A sense of mania and rage surged out from the bottom of his heart, and with a shake of the unicorn's arm, it turned into a black cloud and rushed down the mountain.

At the same time, the two beast arm phantoms slammed down with a menacing punch.

Everywhere he went, there was a tearing sound, as if it were about to smash the entire sky.

"The strength of this unicorn arm is almost the same as that of the unicorn foot."

Looking at the oncoming beast arm, Chen Ping's expression sank and he rushed into the air.

"Poof"

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and Zhou Tianwan's sword array was immediately arranged.

The next moment, two multicolored giant swords stood in front of him in a row.

"Boom!"

The two beast arm phantoms slammed into the sword qi.

As a result, the multicolored giant sword only flicked slightly, and smashed the Qilin Arm Phantom.

"It's not good, this soul inherited Su Han's cunning and cunning, and it was a false shot."

Chen Ping's eyes froze, and he hurriedly spread out his divine sense to find the true body of the Qilin Arm.

But the difference between the strength of the divine soul of the two is too big after all.

When he found out, the unicorn arm had become obscured from the sky and the sun, the size of an isolated island.

In particular, the spread of the five claws resembles five mountains more than ten miles long.

The supernatural power of the soul of the cold is very simple.

The main method is to increase the size of the body and perform attacks similar to the physical appearance.

But the realm is here, and it does not prevent it from being powerful.

With this claw, there is almost no way out below the fifth order.

So, who is its first target?

Soon, with the direction of the giant claw's fall, Chen Ping got the answer.

Wind Sky Whisper!

This person was fighting alone against the four major corpse clans, and he had been remembered by the Qilin arm.

"The tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs!"

Feng Tianyu, who was entangled with the corpse clan, was shocked, and forced the surrounding opponents back from a distance, and the words began to be recited.

In an instant, a purple hurricane roared high in the sky.

The combination of Guanghua Wandao melted into a pillar of wind, blasting towards the giant claw above his head.

The next moment, the two collided solidly.

There was a loud "snort" in the air, and the spiritual power of the two colors of purple and black was staggered all over the sky, and the light was so bright that people couldn't look at it directly.

"Boom!"

The good times didn't last long, and as soon as the five fingers of the unicorn claw were closed, the pillar of light was shattered.

Continue to press down mercilessly.

Looking at its posture, it is to press a few corpses and Feng Tianyu into powder together.

"Brother Chen, please, let the little brother see the divine power of your previous life!"

Feng Tian muttered in his mouth, and pointed his two fingers to the center of his eyebrows.

"This seat was a fake pill in my previous life, and I only knew a few small fire-based spells, so I saved you with my head?"

Seeing Feng Tianyu standing still as if he trusted him to the extreme, Chen Ping couldn't help but be angry and scolded secretly.

At the same time, the dragon eagle stepped up, and layers of foam-like phantoms continued to disappear.

"Whew!"

The speed of almost teleportation caused spatial cracks to emerge out of thin air.

Carrying a huge tearing force in his body, Chen Ping rushed to the Qilin arm.

"If you want to destroy this corpse with one blow, you have to capture the sword."

With a clamp of his eyes, Chen Ping resolutely pressed his abdomen and was about to pull out the thunder sword.

Because from Feng Tianyu's eyebrows, a red-spotted flying sword with a length of a foot had flown out.

This is the supernatural power of the second monk of the bitter spiritual root.

A Divine Soul Attack.

Feng Tianyu had used it once in the secret realm, and in one fell swoop he killed the soul that the Shenya and Shangguan Xi fused.

The power of this technique is even stronger than that of the coral phase of the Xiaocheng realm.

The only limitation, it seems, is that it can only be released once in a short period of time.

"Gu's blood has already been decided, and the rest will be handed over to Chen Daoyou!"

Just as Chen Ping's palm was inserted into his abdomen and ready to take the sword, a pale red half-foot short whip shot at high speed and plunged straight into the Qilin arm.

It is actually the spirit treasure of the Zhenzong of the Lanyue Sect, the spirit whip of the slaughtering spirit!

The short whip that was tossing and turning in the air suddenly emitted a dazzling white light, and then with a loud "boom", it burst directly.

"What, Gu Sixian is so willing?"

The blatant self-explosion of the Spirit Slaughter Whip really didn't expect Chen Ping.

It must be Concubine Shumu's arrangement!

Having figured out the key in an instant, Chen Ping couldn't help but feel a strange feeling.

The woman had created all the conditions for him.

"Kill!"

With a slash on his face, Chen Ping jumped up, and the two colorful giant swords derived from the sword array, one left and one right, carried him towards the Qilin corpse.

The vortex in his hand had already turned into a trace of green tribulation immortal thunder, winding the giant sword impermeable.

The Prajna Spirit Slayer Whip is a powerful spiritual treasure.

The power of the self-explosion is enough to make up for the gap between the Capture Sword and the Colorful Giant Sword Phantom.

Sure enough, a red and brilliant afterglow of light flashed on the unicorn arm.

Although compared to the huge size of this corpse, the range of the spirit treasure's self-explosion is not worth mentioning.

But it also destroyed several pieces of scale armor on the unicorn's arm in an instant.

Beneath the scales, a layer of raw flesh glowing with corpse gas was revealed.

"Good!"

Chen Ping's eyes lit up, and he slashed down with a giant sword in his arms.

The hardest scale armor has been broken, which is equivalent to opening a gap.

"Jindan Mole Ant, die!"

Under the severe pain of the Qilin corpse, he still chose to kill Feng Tianyu first without thinking.

"Slash!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Feng Tianyu's mouth, and the red-spotted flying sword in front of his eyebrows turned into a red frightening sword and rushed into the sea of human souls.

He quickly crushed a gray talisman and slapped it on the forehead.

Circles of dark yellow light spread out in all directions.

Feng Tianyu's skin was immediately covered with a layer of gray-white strange sandstone, and his expression froze for a moment, as if it was petrified.

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