Especially after learning about the existence of the standings, Chen Ping gave up the idea of ​​exchanging in batches.

This list is so conspicuous.

It is equivalent to a Yuan Dan combat power ranking formulated for half of the Yuanyan Islands cultivation community.

Chen Ping did not want to be in the limelight from the bottom of his heart.

"Which Taoist friend designed this weird idea?"

After taking a long breath, Chen Ping muttered complainingly.

"Isn't this the slaying of monsters that spurs you to work hard?"

The moment Chen Ping finished speaking, a slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

"Who can

Can you approach me quietly?"

His heart trembled, and Chen Ping immediately turned around to look.

Not far away, stood a middle-aged male cultivator about forty years old, wearing a crescent-colored gown.

He has a square jaw, clear eyes, and slanting eyebrows. His whole face looks extremely handsome, but his overall temperament gives him a sense of balance and stability.

The place where the other party was was like transparent air, and his spiritual consciousness easily penetrated him, but no spiritual energy fluctuations were found.

This shows that the other party either used some exotic treasure or secret technique to cover up his cultivation, or that his level is too high.

And judging by the tone of the man's words just now, he was more inclined to the latter.

This person is probably a monk in the middle or even late stage of Golden Elixir!

Chen Ping became more vigilant and said with a regretful expression: "This kid is rude, senior, please don't take it to heart."

At the same time, he secretly felt that he was unlucky. Could it be that the point system of the Twin Cities Meeting was the idea of ​​the person in front of him?

"This list has nothing to do with me."

When Chen Ping was thinking about countermeasures, the man said something coldly, and then said leisurely: "Seeing that you have already cultivated to the perfection of Yuan Dan at a young age, it is really rare."

"As expected, he did not deny the title of senior!"

Chen Ping swallowed, and then his mouth felt bitter.

Could this man really be a local golden elixir that has been hidden from the world, or a strong man from outside the sea?

Chen Ping felt a little cold in his heart, but he didn't show much panic on his face.

As his cultivation progressed and the secret techniques he mastered became stronger and stronger, he was no longer as afraid of the Jindan monks as before.

"I am lucky enough that I have reached this level of cultivation. Do you know my senior's surname?"

Chen Ping let out a breath and asked calmly.

"My name is nothing to mention, and you wouldn't even know it if I did."

The man stared at Chen Ping for a few seconds and said with an expressionless face: "Since ancient times, humans and monsters have been incompatible. Since your cultivation is acceptable, you should kill more third-level monsters to relieve the human race from the pressure of the beast tide.

"

"Senior taught me this."

Chen Ping did not dare to refute, and said with a low eyebrow.

When he raised his head again, the figure of the man in the long gown twisted and swayed, disappearing from where he was.

Chen Ping was naturally not in a good mood after being scolded for no apparent reason.

But he couldn't reveal anything.

Just before the man disappeared, even though he had made predictions, he could not catch a single trace.

This confirmed his previous guess that this person is most likely to be in the later stages of Jindan!

"Senior seems to hate the demon clan?"
Chapter completed!