Seeing that Chen Ping didn't seem to be moved, Niu Chuang continued to ask: "I wonder what is the purpose of Brother Chen's trip?"

"Spiritual."

"Then you should go to the First Continent. You can basically find the spiritual medicine that cannot be found in the Ancestral Dragon Royal Family."

Chen Ping did not speak up, and his itinerary could not be known to others.

After drinking and eating, Niu Chuang saw that Chen Ping was not paying attention and forced a piece of the elder order with the Qinglian Sword Village printed on it to Chen Ping, saying, "Please leave a communication message."

Unable to resist this person, Chen Ping had no choice but to exchange the communicator information.

Chen Ping drove forward. After a while, he received several organization names sent to him by the owner of Niu Zhuang and noted their leader. I guess this was the brother organization mentioned by the owner of Niu Zhuang.

This person was also interesting, Chen Ping smiled and thought so.

"Master, what should we do if the Baize royal family asks about it?"

Asked with a sword cultivator.

"Just tell them that they have never seen each other and do not know each other, and they can't arrest us all and torture us for confession."

The man looked puzzled and said, "Why did the owner of the manor have to make friends with him?"

"A rare sword genius in a thousand years, and the bamboo sword immortal who traveled around thousands of years ago was like this."

Niu Chuang continued with a smile: "The bamboo sword immortal was also hunted down by someone back then."

Chen Ping has been driving here for nearly two days, but he still has not seen a shadow of a city. After looking at the map, he found that he is now in the largest spiritual beast forest on the mainland.

It was almost lunch time, and Chen Ping slowly stopped the car on the flat ground next to a large lake.

Just as Chen Ping was about to catch a few fish to eat, a strange fish a hundred meters long suddenly emerged from the lake. It stretched out its tongue like a chameleon's prey, stuck Chen Ping and pulled it into its mouth.

This stickiness made Chen Ping unable to escape for a while and slid down the passage into a huge empty room.

Before Chen Ping could break out of his stomach, a weak voice came over, "Is anyone? Help me?"

Chen Ping's hands were covered with flames and walked towards the depths of the empty room along the sound. The place was very wet and sticky, making people feel very uncomfortable.

After a while, Chen Ping saw an old man lying on the ground dying. The old man's legs were corroded and his hands wanted to grab the figure walking in front of him.

This was obviously corroded by strong acids. Chen Ping said: "You are almost out of your life, what do you want to say?"

When the old man heard Chen Ping's words, he suddenly felt energetic, his hands swayed back and forth in the air, saying, "The best body, I will not die! I will not die!"

Suddenly, the "gurugu" sounded in the empty room, and the four flesh walls on the top of the empty room slowly opened and countless transparent mucus poured in.

Chen Ping glanced at the old man, and couldn't bear to pick him up and flew up.

I saw that the mucus corrodes everything in the empty room.

"I've caught you."

The old man's voice suddenly rang.

Chen Ping, who was a little scared in his heart, looked at the half-piece of the old man holding his thigh and said, "What did you say?"

Suddenly the old man was filled with black air and laughed wildly, "I said I could live!"

The old man's spiritual sense suddenly emerged and flew towards Chen Ping's seven holes.

"not good……"

With the invasion of this spiritual consciousness, Chen Ping realized that he was taking over the body, and then his consciousness sank and fell into the bottomless transparent mucus below.

Chen Ping's body seemed to be transparent and white jade, only the hair on his body was corroded.

At this time, the old man was confronting Chen Ping in Chen Ping's spiritual consciousness.

"My body is gone, use your body to save me."

After saying that, he rushed towards Chen Ping.

This old man should have been very close to a saint-level powerful man during his lifetime, and his spiritual consciousness is also very powerful. Even Chen Ping could barely resist the attack in this space of his spiritual consciousness.

"I didn't expect that your body is the best, and your spiritual sense is not bad, so I just want to give me a big boost."

The old man licked his lower teeth and said with a smile.

Chen Ping didn't expect that this thing was so difficult. All the elements in this spiritual consciousness could not be mobilized. Chen Ping tried to mobilize all the power that could be tried, but there was no way to mark it, except for the sword intent.

A sharp sword similar to the Canglong Sword God floated in front of Chen Ping, and grinned and said, "Little Crazy, you should be damned."

After saying that, the sword split countless points of mind, pointing directly at the old man with black robe, white hair and red teeth in front of him.

"How could it be, how could your sword intent be so strong?"

The old man said in horror, but his face changed the next second, and he sneered: "Then I'm more looking forward to swallowing you."

Chen Ping didn't say much nonsense, shot out his sword and summoned the Qingfeng Sword Formation. Such things in the spiritual consciousness must be eliminated in one fell swoop, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

The sharp swords in the sky tore the old man in black into countless pieces, but the countless pieces reunited in the next second.

“It’s endless.”

Chen Ping's Qingfeng Sword Formation had also fallen at this time.

The old man was constantly shattered in the sword formation, and then reorganized, and still laughed loudly and said, "You...can't... kill me..., my god... consciousness is not... immortal."

Chen Ping felt a little tired of his spiritual sense and thought it was not good, so he would not be able to wipe him out if he continued like this.

At this critical moment, the Kirin mark on Chen Ping's forehead loosened.

There is no way out!

"bring it on."

The Qilin Seal on Chen Ping's forehead emitted a burst of light, and the continuous gushing flames made the entire space hot.

"No... impossible!"

The old man seemed really panicked. He never expected that Chen Ping could draw out elements in the spiritual space.

Chen Ping was wrapped in flames and turned into a human-shaped unicorn. After he made a gesture again, the aura of the sword formation instantly became irritable, and the green long sword gradually dissipated, replaced by red long swords burning with fire.

The sword formation was spinning wildly, spitting out flames around.

After the old man in the sword formation touched the fire sword, his body was slowly eroded by the bones of the fire.

With the continuous and intensive attacks of the long sword, the old man's spiritual consciousness was cut into pieces of flame-stained fragments, and the fragments seemed to be ignited pieces of paper, falling ashes and floating in the air.

Soon the old man dissipated into Chen Ping's spiritual space with unwilling eyes.

Seeing that there was no movement for a long time, Chen Ping took off the flames and withdrew the sword formation.

The excessive consumption made Chen Ping sweat and his headache.

Without having time to do too much rest, Chen Ping retreated from the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, fearing that his body would be corroded like the old man.

Chen Ping suddenly stood up from the strange fish's stomach acid. Fortunately, his body was intact, but his clothes and hair were gone. The communicator was of good quality and had not been completely corroded.
Chapter completed!