Chen Ping could not be safe under such a powerful attack. He was injured, but he would not lose his life.

But the sword of the powerful man gathered the gods really made Chen Ping's mind tremble.

At that last moment, even the Divine Dragon Cauldron could not withstand the attack of the powerful god-gathering powerhouses and the treasures.

At the last moment, the dragon phantom used some method, and took him and disappeared silently in that space.

But even so, the impact of the sword was most of the Dragon Phantom, and he was directly shocked and lost consciousness.

This feeling of not being able to control one's body is very bad, which makes Chen Ping feel insecure.

I remembered the last time I faced such a situation, when I met Xiong Chongyan and his sister under the Border Cliff and were saved by them.

Unexpectedly, I would face a second time in this situation!

This is the second time I have been saved!

Chen Ping smiled helplessly. Is he considered a disaster physique?

From the intermittent conversations between the people around him, Chen Ping probably knew his situation.

First of all, he fell from the sky, and I don’t know where the Divine Dragon Cauldron sent him.

Secondly, it was not a monk who saved him, but an ordinary person or a grandfather and grandson.

This shows that I am among ordinary people, at least now, and this grandfather and grandson did not tell outsiders about the scene of them saving themselves.

Chen Ping's consciousness gradually became clear. He was just that his physical injuries were too serious and he could not open his eyes or act like a normal person.

The power of the powerful sword of the gathering power caused great damage to his body.

This body, which was originally perfectly burned by the fire of the earth in the Wujian Cave, could not recover in a short period of time.

As time went by, Chen Ping slowly realized that he had appeared in a place that also existed in the legend.

He had actually left the Dongzhou Continent, and his current location was Zhongzhou Continent. The people here called this place Shenzhou.

The land of China! There are gods!

The power of the dragon phantom actually brought himself from the Dongzhou Continent to the Zhongzhou Continent.

Chen Ping could not know this. Perhaps only Shenlong himself could explain this to himself.

After Chen Ping's consciousness slowly awakened for three months, he was finally able to walk freely like an ordinary person.

Here, he is a newcomer without any past, and there will be no legends about him in the mainland of Zhongzhou.

"Brother Liu, are you really not a god?"

The little boy beside him looked at Chen Ping, a weird man who fell from the sky, curiously. In his perception, Chen Ping was the kind of immortal flying around, falling from the sky and fainting.

Chen Ping has answered this question many times.

"Puppy, there are no gods in this world. They are all like you, and they are also humans!"

"oh!"

The little boy seemed a little disappointed. He had an inexplicable admiration for the gods!

Chen Ping sat on the grass. He was still very unfamiliar with this world now. This quiet mountain village and the city where the spiritual monks are located are thousands of miles away recently.

I heard from the puppy’s grandfather that occasionally one or two monks who traveled through this place would pass by, but they would not disturb the small mountain village.

The people here all live a life where ordinary people can’t be more ordinary.

It took decades or hundreds of years before a young man with talent for cultivation appeared in this small village and was sent to the nearest sect.
Chapter completed!