Chapter 6150

This holy mountain was built by him with decades of hard work, and the resurrection of the Ghost Clan Saint Venerable was also an important plan for the temple, but now, all of this was destroyed by Chen Ping, how could he not be angry, how could he not hate?
When the words fell, he raised his hand suddenly, and the immortal power in his palm instantly converged, forming a huge palm print, which contained infinite power and a strong terrifying aura, and slapped towards Chen Ping.
He was merciless, using all his strength, wanting to kill Chen Ping with one blow, avenge those dead temple disciples, and avenge the destroyed holy mountain.
Chen Ping looked at him, a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and a disdainful smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.
“Looking for death?”
He repeated these two words gently, with a strong disdain and ridicule in his tone, as if he was looking at a clown.
Now Chen Ping doesn’t take the first rank of the True Immortal Realm in his eyes at all, he is now at the peak of the third rank of the Immortal Realm, and he has all kinds of exercise powers.
What can happen to the real wonderland?
As long as it is not the second rank of the true fairyland, Chen Ping is not afraid at all.
Immediately, he raised his hand and slapped it with the same palm, and in the palm of his hand, the golden immortal brilliance instantly converged to form a golden palm print.
In the palm print, there was infinite power, as well as a strong purifying power, and it greeted the palm print of the true immortal powerhouse.
He didn’t use all his strength, or even less than ninety percent of his strength, in his opinion, this strong man of the first level of the True Immortal Realm was not worthy of letting him use all his strength at all.
“Bang!”
The palms intersected, and a dull loud sound sounded, and the palm prints collided with each other and crushed each other.
The palm print of the true immortal powerhouse, under the crushing of Chen Ping’s golden palm print, was shattered little by little, turning into a little bit of light, and dissipating between heaven and earth.
Immediately afterwards, a huge force burst out from Chen Ping’s palm, followed the palm print, and passed it to the body of the true immortal powerhouse.
The true immortal realm powerhouse’s face changed drastically, his eyes were full of disbelief, he could feel that an irresistible force instantly poured into his body, destroying his meridians and devouring his immortal power.
“Click!”
A crisp sound of bone cracking sounded, and the arm of the true immortal powerhouse exploded instantly, blood gushed out, splashing on the altar, making a sizzling sound.
His body, like a kite with a broken line, flew out backwards and smashed heavily against the mountain wall, making a dull loud noise, and the mountain wall was instantly smashed out of a huge pit, and the rubble rolled down.
He struggled to get up, but found that his meridians had been completely destroyed by that huge force, and the immortal power in his whole body was also rapidly dissipating, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face became as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of disbelief and despair.
“You…… Who are you?! Your strength…… How can it be so strong?! ”
You are just a little monk of the third rank of the Immortal Realm……
“Are you the Chen …… Chen Ping? Chen
Ping’s name is already a household name in the temple.
“You guessed it right, but unfortunately there is no reward!” Chen Ping smiled lightly.
The true fairyland powerhouse looked at Chen Ping in shock, his body trembling slightly, and his eyes were full of doubts and fears.
He was a strong man in the first level of the true immortal realm, and in the fourteenth heaven, he could be regarded as a top powerhouse, but in front of Chen Pingping, he was so vulnerable, the other party just one move, he abolished his arm and destroyed his meridians!
A third-rank immortal has this kind of strength, he is simply not human!
“Are you really the true body of the golden dragon?” The true wonderland powerhouse is very curious!
Chen Ping is so awesome, is it just because of the true body of the golden dragon?
Chen Ping did not answer his questions and did not give him any chance.
He just slowly raised his hand, and with a light of his fingers, a golden light shot out from his fingertips in an instant, so fast that it almost broke through the limitations of space, and instantly pierced the eyebrows of the true immortal powerhouse.
“Puff ……”
The true immortal powerhouse, his body softened, he fell to the ground, completely out of breath, his eyes wide open, and he couldn’t close his eyes.
He couldn’t believe until his death that he would be killed so easily by a seemingly young monk.
The remaining temple powerhouses were completely desperate, their faces were pale one by one, their bodies trembled involuntarily, and their eyes were full of fear.
Even the strong men of the first rank of the True Immortal Realm were casually killed by the other party, and they, the monks of the Immortal Realm, were even more vulnerable in front of the other side, and there was no room for resistance at all.
“Run! Run away! I
don’t know who shouted, but the remaining temple powerhouses reacted instantly, turned around and fled one by one, no longer the murderous spirit and arrogance they had before, they just wanted to escape from here as soon as possible to save their lives.
They know that if they stay, there is only a dead end, and only by escaping can they have a glimmer of hope.
Chen Ping did not chase.
He just stood there, standing with his hands on his back, quietly looking at the fleeing figures, there was no wave in his eyes, he had neither the idea of chasing or caring at all.
In his opinion, these people are just some clowns, it doesn’t matter whether they are killed or not, even if they run away, they can’t turn over any big waves, and he has more important things to do, and there is no time to waste on these people.
“Let’s go.”
He said lightly, his tone was still flat, as if the earth-shattering fight just now was just a trivial matter.
Mingli and Liu Qianqian looked at each other, their eyes full of awe.
They followed Chen Ping, along the way, they had seen Chen Ping kill countless strong enemies, and they had seen Chen Ping destroy the temple branch, but this time, they were still shocked by Chen Ping’s strength.
Killing hundreds of immortal realm monks with one move, and killing the true immortal realm powerhouse with a single blow, this strength is simply unfathomable and unattainable.
They nodded quickly, followed Chen Ping’s footsteps, turned around and flew towards the bottom of the holy mountain.
Behind him, the holy mountain slowly collapsed in the violent shaking, the altar completely turned into ruins, and the corpses of thousands of temple soldiers fell in a pool of blood, and the blood stained the entire top of the holy mountain red, exuding a strong smell of blood.
The once majestic and heavily fortified temple mountain is now left with only scorched earth and ruins, telling of the unwillingness and despair of destruction.