If he doesn't get rid of this group of people, then this group of people can kill himself even if they are strong.

"Chen Ping, get out of here!" De Xunfeng said provocatively.

Hearing this, Chen Ping sneered, and jumped in front of him.

De Xunfeng was taken aback for an instant, and the brothers around him immediately stood up for battle.

"I can't see that you are really capable. Brothers, let me deal with this person directly. Don't worry, it doesn't matter whether he lives or dies!" He pretended to be a tiger, and issued some very false orders directly.

Many disciples rushed forward when they heard this.

Chen Ping just snorted coldly, and in an instant, these low-cultivation disciples turned into corpses.

Seeing this scene, De Xunfeng was also a little flustered, he wanted to run, but it was too late.

Death is just a thought away.

These corpses fell to the ground, but a special mark appeared on their bodies.

This imprint gives people a very weird feeling...

"Could it be the god-gathering powerhouse..." Situ Guangyu exclaimed.

Seeing this brand new imprint, Chen Ping didn't reach out to touch it directly, but used spells to control other things to touch it.

There was no response, Chen Ping frowned slightly.

In the end, I tried to reach out to touch this mark, but it was not the mark of Yuanshen, that is to say, the marks on these disciples did not come from the powerful concentrators that Situ Guangyu said.

Thinking about it, it's true that a dignified and powerful person will not leave a mark on ordinary people.

The imprint seemed to grow on the flesh. With a wave of Chen Ping's finger, an opening was opened at the place where the imprint was made on the corpse, because these people's bodies had long since lost their blood, and the entire corpse was in the state of a mummified corpse.

What appeared in front of Chen Ping's eyes was white flesh and blood.

These corpses must be dealt with as soon as possible! "

Situ Guangyu also knew the seriousness of the matter. These corpses were slowly transforming from mummies, and they might turn into monsters in a few hours.

Moreover, they seem to be still fissuring!

Think about what kind of scene it would be if there were 100,000 more monsters in a few hours.

One hundred thousand monsters rushed into the place where ordinary people lived, and the impact was terrible.

Situ Guangyu immediately notified the members of the villa area, began to collect the corpses, and then destroyed them in a centralized manner. More than 100,000 corpses were not processed until nightfall.

In order to verify the guess in his heart, Chen Ping asked Situ Guangyu to leave dozens of corpses.

At night, the moonlight shone on these corpses, and the faint light caused a faint breath to appear on these corpses that were already dead.

As time passed, these auras became stronger and stronger.

Chen Ping saw with his own eyes that these dozens of corpses stood up from the ground, then looked around blankly, and rushed towards the nearest monk.

Originally, it was just an ordinary person's corpse, but at this moment, it can display the power of the spirit-gathering realm.

"this!"

Situ Guangyu looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes flashed with horror, how could these ordinary people have such power.

"Mark!"

Chen Ping reminded him softly that the source of the power of these corpses was those imprints.

Before this, Chen Ping was just guessing, but now, Chen Ping was finally sure.

The monks in the surrounding villa area shot together, and the dozens of corpses controlled by the mark were beheaded.

"Senior Brother Chen! What's going on?"

Situ Guangyu still hasn't figured it out yet, he just knew that these corpses would transform into dead bodies, but he didn't expect such a big reaction.