There was a kind of determination in his eyes, as if he had lost hope in these people.
“Master Hu, let’s go.” Chen Ping said to Hu Mazi beside him.
Hu Mazi was stunned for a moment, and then understood that Chen Ping had given up.
He looked at the monks who were still cursing, shook his head helplessly, and followed Chen Ping backwards, retreating to the corner on the periphery of the Soul Gathering Altar.
They stood there, quietly watching everything that happened on the Soul Gathering Altar, with mixed feelings in their hearts.
Seeing that Chen Ping stopped doing it, the golden-robed monk had a smug smile on his face.
He shouted to everyone: “Did you see it? This spy is guilty! Everyone continued to concentrate, don’t be disturbed by him, and after a while, it was the moment for everyone to break through! ”
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