"The leader of the Sheng Alliance is called Dingfuxia, not good, it is really bad, it has too much meaning, you may not be able to suppress it."

Just as one man and one beast fought, a man in blue came to the air.

Even though there was no mysterious light possession, he moved a hundred miles in a strange step.

"Who is fellow Taoist?"

Sheng Jinghuan was shocked and his spiritual sense became wildly restrained.

The male cultivator beside him who shook his head and commented sharply at him was as unfathomable as the sea.

"I am a new team leader to join the Gui League!"

Chen Ping smiled with a smile, then looked at the Pisces Tiger King with gloomy pupils, and a cold passage popped up between his teeth:

"Didn't the old turtle come with you? Since you haven't followed, then you can die!"

...

Sheng Jinghuan is very lucky.

Shortly after entering the Golden Pill, I saw the magical powers of the Nascent Soul level.

The inconspicuous clouds were divided into two, turning into two giant swords with a hundred feet of swords, slashing the tiger king's head at close range.

The other handle hit the Thunder Python thousands of miles away, cutting the beast in half from head to tail.

The demon king's proud physical defense was like a piece of rice paper soaked in spring water in front of this incredible sword energy.

An even more exaggerated scene is still to come.

A four-colored lotus slowly fell from the sky.

It bloomed like fireworks, and countless threads were pasted on each blue water tiger demon.

The dense monsters melted into nothingness before they even screamed.

A small beast tide was destroyed with one's own strength!

The monks guarding the city below were all stunned, rubbing their eyes desperately or calling for companions to confirm that they were not in a dream.

"See Haichang Zhenren."

After seeing the magical powers of the fourth step of the sword realm, Sheng Jinghuan immediately learned the identity of the black-faced man, and said with a nervous look on his back.

"It's better to change your name. I chose the path number back then, especially avoiding a few inflated nouns."

Chen Ping re-reported the old story, and at the same time, his appearance changed drastically and he recovered his true body.

Sheng Jinghuan fought against the tiger demon regardless of his own safety, and he had a bit of Liang Yingzhuo's style.

This is also one of the reasons why he helped.

Then, he stopped talking nonsense, directly imprisoned the souls of the Tiger King and the Thunder Python, and began to search the soul bit by bit.

During this period, the cultivators of Lingchan League fell into endless ecstasy.

"It's Haichang's real person!"

"He disappeared on the high-level battlefield for forty years and actually came to the island to practice."

"No wonder I've been in seclusion for so long at one time..."

Mao Yongyue, Hong Zimo, Hong Yu and other monks who had contact with Chen Ping smiled bitterly, and all kinds of feelings came to their hearts.

Fortunately, the few people were convinced that they did not offend the real person, so they felt a little relieved.

...

"There are more than a dozen fourth-level monsters besieged Yanning City except for the old turtle, one fifth-level one, and one more!"

Chen Ping pursed his mouth slightly, his eyes flashing constantly.

For him, the fourth-level monster has the value of making it into a puppet.

Once there is a fourth-level puppet with more than ten or twenty heads, combined with its own magical powers, the Nascent Soul creatures cannot withstand it.
Chapter completed!