Chapter 687 The king sees the king, the king sees the king again (7.2K for all genuine book friends(4/5)
Chen Ping's eyes shrank, and when he was about to open his mouth, his auricles moved slightly.
"Oh? Fellow Daoist Yin didn't deceive me?"
Looking at Yin Xuanhua with a humble expression, Chen Ping said with great interest.
"How dare you?"
Yin Xuanhua said in awe.
"Take this trick, no matter how life and death happens."
After thinking for a while, Chen Ping clashed around him and pointed at him.
"Swish"
"Swish"
Rows of dense giant trees rose up from the sky, and the endless leaves fell like rain, turning into dense sword lights of more than a squadron, poking at Yin Xuanhua together.
"Fellow Daoist Chen shows mercy!"
Seeing this power, several Yuanying from the Formation Sect immediately activated their spiritual power to stop it.
Today is the happy day for the first sect to cultivate.
Chen Ping killed the Yuanying under his command here, where should Xu Daoqing put his face?
"Dear fellow Taoists in the Formation Sect, please bet on your life with Senior Chen."
Unexpectedly, Yin Xuanhua stopped Feng Wanda and others from maintaining it.
Then, a series of water blue ripples spread out from his body and flew towards the sword domain.
Regardless of his life or death, Chen Ping pointed under his body, and a colorful sword floated out of thin air, holding him to the main hall on the top of the mountain.
"Are the monks from Jiuding Chamber of Commerce missing?"
After sweeping the spiritual sense, Chen Ping's cold eyes gradually fell near the sea clans.
Yun Qiurong and others defected to the Hai Clan Royal Court.
This is the information he learned a lot earlier.
But it is strange that the remnants of the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce have not arrived today.
...
"Husband!"
Shen Wanwan looked at the man's face, and for a moment, there was nothing in her eyes.
In a few flashes, the woman appeared in front of Chen Ping.
"Wanwan."
After Chen Ping spoke two words, he didn't say anything else.
Compared with the two lost Taoist couples, Shen Wanwan's Taoist journey has been many times smoother.
Apart from a little bit of longing, there was no turmoil in his heart.
"Late Sigh."
Chen Ping avoided the Taoist companion's gaze and took turns to look at the forty powerful men of various races on the top of the mountain.
"It's all first-class puppet embryos."
In secret, Chen Ping commented in surprise.
If it weren't for the large number of foreign races, he would have really wanted to catch all the distinguished guests invited by Xu Daoqing.
His rude behavior towards Chen Ping, the master of the Sea Clan Royal Court, the Giant Spirit Emperor and others snorted coldly.
“There is a lot of space here!”
Looking around, Chen Ping asked loudly with his eyes flashing wildly:
"Xu Lingzun, where is Chen's place!"
As soon as these words echo, the high-level creatures present immediately breathed.
It is understandable that there are sixth-level puppets to accompany you, and it is not understandable that you don’t regard creatures of the same level.
But Xu Daoqing is the real body of a spiritual master.
It's still in the old nest of the Wuxiang Formation Sect.
This monk named Chen is really too rampant!
Everyone was extremely quiet, and they were ready to watch the show with a calculation.
"Clang"
"Clang"
The next moment, the always closed bluestone palace gate suddenly made a harsh sound.
In the dark crack in the door, a calm voice of a child spread to the outside world.
"The throne is ready, please sit down with fellow Taoists!"
As this sound ended, a ball of gold, silver and purple talisman patterns burst out from the cracks of the stone.
With a slight sway, the three-color spiritual halo was unstable, and countless runes emerged from time to time.
Even the strongest ones with half-step sixth level were dizzy when they stared at them.
You can tell at a glance that it is Xu Daoqing's magical power!
Behind this spiritual pattern, a giant chair is vaguely floating.
"Do you think I have this qualification?"
Chen Ping understood Xu Daoqing's deep meaning, and suddenly swung his sleeves, and a white light as wide as a waterfall shot out quickly, aiming at the talisman and rushing away.
"Split!"
The voice of the child in the hall erupts again.
The three-colored talisman immediately flashed and turned into countless golden branches.
After hovering, he covered Chen Pingpu's overwhelming cover.
Half of the Faceless Mountain is shining brightly.
"Rules of Gold!"
Seeing that the other party's voice was so loud that it was like an attack like a net of heaven and earth, even Chen Ping was secretly shocked.
He immediately turned his face darkened and he rubbed his hands.
The sword energy from the Chi Tianxian Sword surged out.
Then it condensed into the middle and turned into a white unicorn hundreds of feet high, running straight to the golden branch.
In an instant, densely packed, layer after layer of golden shadows covering the sky and the sun almost flooded the sword energy.
The sword energy Qilin cried with a clear cry and his body circled.
Countless golden branches trembled and stagnated in the halo.
It flashed into wisps of air, silently disappearing.
"What does Xu Daoqing mean?"
The attack of transforming the gods was relatively easy, which made Chen Ping, who was originally preparing to use his magical powers, raise his eyebrows unexpectedly.
After fighting with the sixth-level creatures for too many times, he knew very well that Xu Daoqing did not use all his strength.
However, the throne was close to me, and Chen Ping's spiritual consciousness was in his shop. After not realizing the problem, he flashed and sat on it.
"Please come in and sit with me."
Xu Daoqing's words once again triggered a tsunami in Wuxiang Mountain.
Ling Zun praised fellow Taoist!
What this means is self-evident.
Shen Wanwan, Chen Xiangwen, Liang Yingzhuo and other monks from the archipelago were all excited and honored.
"I'd better make a wine seller."
Bao Jingge felt cold in his heart, glad that he had not pestered Shen Wanwan before.
...
"Huff"
The moment Chen Ping sat on the throne, a golden hurricane emerged out of thin air.
He swirled back into the central hall as if surrounded.
Then, the hall gate slowly closed.
To be continued...