Chapter 4475

"They are attached to everyone and absorb their yang energy. They are ghosts!"

Chen Ping smiled, and a strange look appeared in his eyes.

"You mean, those ghosts, or the ghosts of the demon race?"

When Chen Ping asked this, the monks of the Great Desolation Sect couldn't say anything because of his status as an alchemist in the alchemy hall.

What is a devil's ghost?

The man realized that what he said seemed to be contradictory, but at this moment, Chen Ping suddenly punched him hard.

"I think you are the biggest ghost!"

As soon as Chen Ping made a move, it was the Thunder Cloud Palm. The powerful palm force carried a trace of lightning power, and it directly bombarded away.

The disciples of the Great Desolation Sect were all stunned. Why did Chen Ping, the alchemist of the alchemy hall, suddenly attack?

However, what shocked them even more was that the man who needed their spirit energy to save just now suddenly disappeared.

Just like that, it disappeared abruptly, and then a powerful breath appeared in the distance.

"How did you spot me?"

The cold voice was creepy, and the figure of that ordinary person became extremely powerful.

Seeing such a scene, who doesn't understand that the person they saved just now is a ghost.

Chen Ping sneered disdainfully and said: "Your acting skills are really too clumsy. You don't even think about it. Everyone in Qingyang Town is dead. Why are you the only one who survived?"

This is indeed a big problem, but he has already thought about how to explain it!

It's a pity that he met Chen Ping and didn't care about it at all.

"Also, even if you want to say it was made by a ghost, make it up decently."

Chen Ping didn't believe it from the very beginning, and naturally he didn't think that some lonely ghost did it.

"Even if you see it, so what, all of you are going to die!"

The aura on this figure in mid-air suddenly began to spread, and his territory covered hundreds of meters in an instant.

Sure enough, he is a powerful person from the Infant Gathering Realm, and he is going to kill all these intruders.

Among the monks of the Great Desolation Sect, the one with the strongest cultivation is the baby-gathering fifth level, but in front of him, he is already weak.

"Finished formation!"

The leading cultivator of the Great Desolation Sect roared, and more than a dozen cultivators of the Great Desolation Sect showed magic weapons in their hands, and immediately formed a strange formation.

Ma Song explained to Chen Ping on the side: "This is the desolate formation of our sect. This formation can completely superimpose their power, and they should be able to barely fight him."

Chen Ping shook his head and said, "It's useless!"

As if to prove Chen Ping's words, the formation formed by the monks of the Great Desolation Sect was smashed by a figure in midair with a punch.

More than a dozen monks from the Great Desolation Sect vomited blood and were sent flying far away.

"Baby Gathering Eighth Level Realm!"

The expression of the leading monk of the Great Desolation Sect changed. If it was the sixth and seventh level of Juying, with the help of the formation of the Great Desolation Sect, he was still a little bit sure.

But the other party is in the eighth level of baby gathering, so there is no chance at all.

"It's too late!"

This man gently pinched the place where the monks of the Great Desolation Sect were, and the surrounding world seemed to be held in his hands. He could take the lives of these people at any time.

However, at this moment, there was a soft shout in the air, and it seemed that the territory of the monks in the eighth layer of gathering infants had been destroyed, and he did not dare to attack the monks of the Great Desolation Sect.

At this time, Ma Song's guardians made a move. Ma Song succeeded in becoming the young master of the Ma family, his status changed drastically, and the cultivation of the guardians around him also greatly improved.