After hundreds of years, nothing has changed here.

"Mo Shiying is dead?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Chen Ping's eyes jumped wildly.

I saw the colorful one-arm hanging in the sky.

The other side has no flesh and blood, and the body is connected!

It was obvious that Mo Shiying's true Dharma corpse was torn apart by the terrifying ninth-level magical power, leaving her dead or alive.

"If you plot against me, I will take away your one-arm. If fellow Taoist is not dead, we will have something to talk about!"

Chen Ping snorted coldly and pinched his hand a little.

The dharma body of the other shore crashes headlong into the node.

This node is in a dilapidated state and is about to be destroyed.

Naturally, it didn't take much effort to take down the colorful one-armed arm.

"Whoosh!"

Chen Ping's body flashed and he escaped from the secret place.

Outside the boundary, Xin Jingyang, Chen Fuyao, Bai Su and a large number of Sword Sect disciples and monks in the camp were swept into the void by a strong wind before they knew what happened.

Then disappeared without a trace.

Although the node between the two realms was almost destroyed, Chen Ping still did not plan to continue stationed here just in case.

However, just a moment after he left.

From the black hole in the sky, a blue ice slag the size of half a finger suddenly floated down.

As soon as the blue ice slag fell, it seemed to spiritually turn into a palm-sized phoenix shadow and sink into the ground.

…

Star Realm, Yuan Xinghai.

Because he was worried about being wanted by the Tianchen Alliance, Chen Ping, who had no treasure to protect him for the time being, did not dare to go too far.

Just a moment later, he arrived at the sea of ​​nothingness tens of millions of miles away and set up a secret dojo.

After briefly informing Bai Su and others about some matters, Chen Ping immediately went into seclusion non-stop and began to recover from his injuries.

A few years later.

Chen Ping slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at Ai Xuanji, who was still unconscious on the ground beside him, he touched his chin and stood up.

"Hey, Old Aitou's will is so strong!"

"A thread of soul that is about to be extinguished can be restored to stability. This world is a sea of ​​suffering. What is there for you to miss?"

Staring at the old man's motionless body, Chen Ping looked up at the sky and considered for half a month with an uncertain expression.

Squatting in front of Ai Xuanji, he said calmly
Chapter completed!