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Chapter 653: The disintegration of the sect, Chen Ping’s wrath (7.4K is 7400 months(2/5)

He knew the details of Tianshou Island very clearly.

It is normal for a fifth-level baby to be born in more than a hundred years.

But four or five of them appearing together is undoubtedly unconventional.

It seems that the small archipelago cultivation world has something that the ghost sky bird covets.

"The Feitian Sect's secret realm?"

Chen Ping frowned. When he returned to his hometown this time, the secret place was also one of his must-visit destinations.

Let’s not mention Tongtian Lingbao Jiu Qingguan for now, but Tianqiong Vine has a deep relationship with him, so he must be rescued if there is a chance.

However, Yin Ling and the demon clan are attacking from both sides. There are as many as a dozen hostile fifth-level enemies, including a peak-level demon emperor and late-stage Tuoba Qian.

The situation in the archipelago was more dangerous than he had previously expected.

Long-term planning is essential.

"There are also five Nascent Souls in Yanning City. No wonder the human race has persisted for so long."

Chen Ping looked thoughtful.

Fortunately, the human race has not yet fallen into a state of eternal doom.

The reason why Yanning City attracts Huhanchi is because there are five Nascent Soul Ancestors sitting in one city.

Naturally, there is only one local Yuanying named Liang Yingzhuo.

There was also Nascent Soul Ke Yi who was sent by the formation sect to support him.

The remaining three people were something Chen Ping never expected. Even the Evil Lord and Pipa Girl would not surprise him.

"Shou Gaocen."

A name popped out of Chen Ping's mouth.

This person's name is only spread among the four sects in Inland Sea.

The first time he heard about it was from Wu Feihe, the elder of Lanyue.

Later, Gu Sixian also mentioned it once.

Shou Gaocen, a loose cultivator from the archipelago 2,700 years ago, and the previous generation of Nascent Soul in the local area.

After giving birth to a baby, this person went to practice outside the island, and has always been invisible.

But during the outbreak of the beast tide, Shou Gaocen returned to Yuan Yan with his late Yuanying cultivation level, turned the tide and helped the human race to defend the waters of Yanning City.

Shou Gaocen was not alone, he also invited two Nascent Soul monks from overseas.

Only then could the three-legged situation be maintained.

The gathering of the fifth level of the cultivation world in an extremely remote place gave Chen Ping a sense of absurdity.



"Senior, don't forget the people of the archipelago and save the world from righteousness. These meager filial piety are the thoughts of Gufeng Yuan."

When the bright moon was high, Huhanchi showed a humble smile and presented a storage ring with both hands.

"What Fellow Daoist Hu said is reasonable, Chen Zhenjun will accept it no matter what."

Shao Rong from Baicaomen was not far behind, he even took out two storage rings.

Hearing this, Chen Ping turned around and said with a half-smile, "You two are so polite, but this kind of atmosphere is unacceptable. Yuanyan is also my hometown."

His consciousness has scanned the three storage rings.

It's a pity that there is nothing that catches my eye.

Even if it was thrown on the roadside, he didn't bother to waste time bending down to pick it up.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the two Yuan Dan changed and they knelt down again fearfully.

Chen Ping had no choice but to pick a few pieces of fourth-level ore at random, which finally made the two of them feel at ease.

It is not easy to be a superior person.

One move or one look will make the juniors below fear and ponder for a long time.



After the spirit ship traveled for three days.

"Reporting to Chen Zhenjun, there are evil spirits running rampant in the sea ahead. Should we take a long detour?"

Hu Hanchi asked cautiously.

It's nothing to lose two days.

Although there is a living Nascent Soul on the spirit ship, there are also many fifth-level souls in the abyss of the Rift Valley.

It is less than two hundred years since Chen Zhenjun reached the realm of Nascent Soul from the Golden Elixir Dzogchen.

Obviously it's just an early stage.

If it attracts the ghost clan and the celestial demon centipede, even escaping will probably be a delusion.

"No need to worry, take the shortest road and cross in a straight line to reach Yanning City as soon as possible."

Chen Ping's expression remained unchanged and he spoke calmly.

He knew Huhanchi's worries well.

But he wished he could attract Tuoba Qian, so that he would not have to look for this ghost like a needle in a haystack.

It was shameless to release Nascent Soul to prove his identity before.

You can't tell this kid that you are not only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, but you are not afraid of the great monks, right?

Such an outrageous boast, no matter how hard you stress it, the practitioners will not believe it.

"Yes, I will follow your senior's instructions!"

Hu Hanchi gritted his teeth and commanded the spirit ship to continue moving forward according to the route.



"This damn Yin spirit doesn't want to wait in the central sea where Tuoba lurks so well. It won't stop until it comes to the archipelago and loses its life."

Looking up at the sky, Chen Ping's eyes narrowed.

There was no light within thousands of miles.

The high altitude and the deep sea are filled with cold Yin spirit energy.

Apart from groups of wandering Yin spirits, there was not a single other living being seen at all.

The lack of light from the sun and moon in the inner sea aroused a trace of anger in his heart.

Suddenly, Chen Ping pointed with his hand, and green fire danced all over his body.

Accompanied by the Green Tribulation Immortal Thunder, the green arcs on his body are dazzling and dazzling, like the God of Thunder coming to the world.

The nearby Yin spirit energy was completely wiped out when exposed to it.

A long-lost pure sea area was revealed.

"ah!"

The monks in the spirit ship were horrified.

The people of the archipelago know how difficult it is to deal with the spirit of Yin.

Reunion and endless regeneration are the two characteristics of this Qi.

Once an area is polluted, it will remain barren for hundreds or thousands of years.

However, when Chen Zhenjun took action, he completely eliminated the stubborn Yin spirit energy.

Is this the magical power of Yuanying monk?

"It's just a beginning."

Chen Ping snorted coldly and took back Cang Yan and Qing Jie Xian Lei.

The inland sea is too big.

Even with his strength, he is far from being able to restore the previous environment.

But as long as Tuoba Qian and the zombie clan led by him are killed, everything will slowly turn around.

"call"

"call"

A cold wind blew towards the spirit ship.

There was a gray figure inside, mixed with a strong corpse aura.

The army of Yin spirits guarding this sea area!

The monks from the two sects were panicked and looked at Senior Yuanying.
To be continued...
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