Chen Ping had no choice but to avoid the sharp edge temporarily, and he disappeared completely, but the attack of the spirit weapon was aimed at the monk's soul.

Even if you hide in space, he will follow you everywhere, but his strength will be weaker.

The space was sealed by the sealing talisman, and Chen Ping couldn't use any of his magic weapons.

The opponent's attack has no intention of stopping at all, and there is no place to hide from the attack of this spiritual weapon.

The entire space seemed to be controlled by someone with a huge power of magic, and even a breath could not be released.

At this time, Chen Ping had almost no choice, and the strength of his cultivation base and energy and blood had reached their peak.

All of a sudden, behind Chen Ping, a faint phantom appeared, which looked like a real dragon. It raised its head and roared towards the entire void.

At this moment, Chen Ping's cultivation is definitely in the Infant Gathering Realm.

Facing the attack of the spirit weapon, Chen Ping blocked it abruptly!

when!

The deafening sound was the attack of the spiritual weapon and the sound from Chen Ping's physical body.

"Bastard!"

Chen Ping shouted loudly, and the aura of his whole body became a little strange.

Do you really think he is a soft persimmon?

Chen Ping's figure twisted in the void, and when he appeared, he was only 300 meters away from the magic master holding the spiritual weapon.

Such a distance is only a thousandth of an eye-blinking moment for a monk in the Gathering Realm.

"go to hell!

Facing the void, Chen Ping punched Yaoyao out, and a faint dragon shadow popped out from the fist.

The shadow rushed away frantically, tearing everything in front of it.

boom!

It's just that in front of this magician cultivator, it's like being blocked by a terrifying force.

Chen Ping couldn't help but uttered a very apt words, this bastard has another powerful body protection spiritual weapon.

Sure enough, the cultivator of Shufa is covered in turtle shells and has a strong ability to protect himself.

With Chen Ping's blow, he couldn't even get close to him. This was a powerful blow that could kill a monk in the Infant Gathering Realm at will.

The magic weapon can't be used, and the powerful force can't hurt this magic spell monk. Now Chen Ping finally has a better understanding of the magic spell.

I have always been in close combat, and even magic weapons are rarely used.

The murderous aura around him didn't decrease, probably because he found that Chen Ping was helpless against the magician cultivator, and several auras came towards Chen Ping at this time.

This completely blocked Chen Ping's way of retreating. These people cooperated very well this time. No matter who Chen Ping attacked, the result would definitely be a fatal attack from others.

Long Qingqing, who was dealing with six flying sword monks, changed slightly, and her figure was actually split into two.

This is the soul avatar of a cultivator in the Infant Gathering Realm, but if she does this, the deity's cultivation level will decline, and in her current situation, it is still very dangerous.

Moreover, her soul clone also took away her natal flying sword.

choke!

The speed of the flying sword is too fast, faster than the technique.

One of the monks couldn't escape, and was crushed in half by a sword, but he was not dead yet, and his soul escaped, but was grabbed by Long Qingqing who rushed over, and tore him fiercely.

ah!

The soul of the powerful cultivator in the Infant Gathering Realm was torn into pieces and dissipated in the air.

Such a cruel scene was also a shock to other monks.

And they didn't expect that the humble monk beside Chen Ping would be such a fierce monk.