His aura was rising, and his aura became stronger and stronger.

Chen Ping, who had been a little troublesome to deal with a demon corpse, was getting braver and braver at this moment.

The flames danced around him, burning and purifying the surrounding evil spirits, forming a hot field centered on him.

The demon corpses became slow to move under the scorching flames and let out painful wails.

Chen Ping is agile and freely travels through the demon corpse group.

Sometimes he jumped up in the air and cut off the head of the demon corpse with one sword; sometimes he leaned over and swept across, cutting off the legs of the demon corpse.

As the demon corpse continued to fall, Chen Ping's aura had reached a terrifying level, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a flaming god of war. Wherever he went, the demon corpse was wiped out.

In the city lord's mansion, the Gadfly stared at the scene in the bronze mirror, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.

He has been in charge of Rhino City for many years and has seen countless talented practitioners, but has never seen such a terrifying cultivation speed.

When a person faces thousands of demon corpses, he not only does not retreat, but instead becomes stronger and stronger as he fights. This kind of scene is simply unheard of.

"How is this possible..." The Gadfly murmured to himself, his fingers unconsciously holding the armrest of the seat tightly.

He looked at Chen Ping's figure fighting hard in the bronze mirror, and his heart was full of doubts.

What is the origin of this young man?

Why can the Yin Evil Qi in the Purgatory Field be transformed into its own power in such a short time?

Moreover, the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand looked absolutely nothing special, and he could kill the demon corpse so easily.

What made the Gadfly even more uneasy was that the strength Chen Ping showed at this moment had far exceeded his estimate of the trialists.

Just as the Gadfly was thinking a lot, the picture in the bronze mirror suddenly became more intense.

Chen Ping shouted loudly, and the flames on the Dragon Slaying Sword suddenly surged, forming a huge flame blade.

He swung his sword suddenly, and the flame blade swept towards the group of demon corpses. Wherever he passed, the demon corpses fell down in pieces and turned into ashes.

Chen Ping had already entered the center of the demon corpse group, and his body was as erratic as a ghost. Every time the sword light flashed, the demon corpse fell to the ground.

The flames on the Dragon Slaying Sword became more and more prosperous, and gradually formed a blurred phantom of the fire dragon surrounding the sword body.

What's even more amazing is that with Chen Ping as the center, a black vortex that can be seen in the naked eye gradually formed in the air, and all the evil aura that escaped after the death of the demon corpse was frantically involved.

As the last demon corpse was killed, Chen Ping slowly pulled down his sword and stood up.

Although his body was covered with corpse blood and dust, his eyes became more and more firm and bright.

The originally gloomy and terrifying purgatory field around it, and at this moment, the Yinsha aura has weakened a little due to the death of a large number of demon corpses.

Chen Ping took a deep breath, felt the surging power in his body, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The ashes of demon corpses were still floating in the gloomy wind in the purgatory field, and the scorched earth on the ground was still emitting blue smoke.

Chen Pinggang put the Dragon Slaying Sword into the scabbard, and suddenly, a low buzzing came from the depths of the void, as if an ancient giant beast was awakened in a deep sleep.

He looked up suddenly and saw a black crack twisting out in the air. Rusty bronze chains poked out like living things, dragging a figure wearing black iron armor and falling to the ground.

"Boom!"

The ground instantly cracked the spider-web-like patterns, and among the splashing gravel, the strong man in armor slowly straightened his waist.

In the gap of the rusty helmet, the green ghost fire jumped in the rotten white bone sockets. Under the cracked black iron armor, maggots were entering and exiting the holes in the ribs. The fishy and rotten aura was more disgusting than the thousands of demon corpses.
Chapter completed!