Chapter 6151

“Mingli, can you still feel the aura of the ghost race now?”
Leaving the Holy Mountain, Chen Ping asked Mingli.
Mingli nodded, looking serious: “Mr. Chen, the aura I feel this time is even stronger.” In my opinion, the ghost clan powerhouse that the temple will be resurrected this time will be stronger.
“It’s okay.”
The corners of Chen Ping’s mouth rose slightly, and a hint of glares flashed in his eyes.
“No matter how strong the ghost clan is, it is just a ghost corpse without sanity, empty strength but no spiritual wisdom, I will cut it down with one sword.”
He was full of confidence at the moment.
The first rank of the True Immortal Realm was easily killed by him, what are you afraid of?
You must know that in the fourteenth heaven, the true immortal realm is almost the top combat power.
“Young Master Chen is now powerful, and it is just the time to destroy the majesty of the temple.” Liu Qianqian smiled and touted on the side.
“Mr. Chen, southwest.”
Mingli sensed for a moment, stretched out his finger into the distance, and said the direction of the ghost clan’s breath.
“Okay, let’s go.”
Chen Ping took the lead in jumping up, turned into a golden streamer, and disappeared into the sky.
Mingli and Liu Qianqian followed closely behind.
Half a day later.
Thousands of miles away, another holy mountain.
This sacred mountain is almost identical to the previous one – towering into the sky, steep, and the rocks are dull gray, exuding a faint coercion.
The top of the mountain peak was shrouded in a thick layer of golden clouds.
In the clouds and mist, a huge altar stood quietly, and above the altar, golden light rose into the sky, exuding a palpitating sacred aura.
Around the altar, densely packed temple soldiers were patrolling.
There were more people than the previous holy mountain – a full two thousand people.
And there are many stronger ones.
More than ten powerhouses at the peak of the Immortal Realm, as well as two powerhouses of the first rank of the True Immortal Realm, guarded around the altar, heavily guarded.
In the center of the altar, a huge golden coffin floats quietly.
On the coffin, dense strange runes were engraved, exuding a strong ghostly aura and golden light.
In the coffin, a huge figure was faintly visible, exuding the coercion of the Holy Venerable’s level all around, but there was no slightest fluctuation in spiritual wisdom in that coercion, only pure violence and dead silence.
The aura was even stronger than the previous Ghost Clan Saint.
Obviously, the ghost clan powerhouse in this coffin was stronger than the previous one.
Chen Ping and the three of them hid on a mountain peak near the Holy Mountain, restraining all the breath around them, and carefully probing the situation of the Holy Mountain.
Mingli lowered his voice, his tone with a hint of solemnity: “Mr. Chen, the guards of this holy mountain are tighter than the previous one.” The two True Immortal Realm first-class people, the aura of the Ghost Clan’s Saint in the coffin was also more intense, and the resurrection ceremony was almost completed.
Liu Qianqian also nodded, with a hint of worry in her eyes: “And there are more temple soldiers than before, I am afraid it will be more difficult for us to destroy the altar.”
Seeing this situation, Liu Qianqian was also a little worried.
It’s not the time to tout Chen Ping at the beginning.
Chen Ping nodded slowly, his eyes fixed on the altar on the top of the holy mountain, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
He had long expected that there would not be only one holy mountain in the temple.
But he didn’t expect that the temple would resurrect so many ghost clan powerhouses at the same time.
It can be seen that the temple’s ambition is far greater than he imagined.
And the resources behind the temple should not be underestimated.
“The more difficult it is, the more it will be destroyed.”
Chen Ping said lightly, his tone with unquestionable firmness.
“If this Ghost Race Saint is resurrected, the consequences will be unimaginable. It is necessary to act as soon as possible to stop the resurrection ritual and destroy this sacred mountain.
The words fell, and he slowly stood up.
No more hiding.
The golden fairy light around him instantly burst out, like a scorching sun, illuminating the entire mountain.
The golden fairy brilliance exuded a majestic coercion, crushing the surrounding air slightly distorted.
His figure moved, and he flew towards the top of the holy mountain.
The pace was calm, the expression was indifferent, and the aura around him became more and more sharp, as if he was going to completely turn this holy mountain into scorched earth.
Mingli and Liu Qianqian followed, but Chen Ping waved his hand without looking back.
“You wait here, you don’t have to make a move.”
Mingli was stunned for a moment, and then understood that Mr. Chen was going to solve it alone.
The two looked at each other, stopped obediently, and watched from a distance.
“Who is it! How dare you trespass on the holy mountain of the temple! The
temple soldiers around the altar instantly discovered Chen Ping’s figure.
The temple commander at the head shouted loudly, his voice with a strong murderous intent and vigilance.
The two thousand temple soldiers turned their heads in unison, and countless cold eyes swept over in unison.
The murderous aura around him instantly erupted, converging together to form a huge torrent of murderous aura, crushing towards Chen Ping.
At the same time, the two true immortal realm powerhouses guarding around the altar, as well as more than ten powerhouses who had ascended to the peak of the immortal realm, also instantly noticed the abnormality.
They turned around one after another, staring at Chen Ping closely, their eyes full of vigilance and murderous intent.
It can be felt that the aura on Chen Ping’s body is very powerful, far beyond their imagination.
“It’s you! The guy who ruined our other holy mountain!
A true fairyland powerhouse stared at Chen Ping, his eyes flashing with a hint of anger and murderous intent after recognizing him.
He had apparently received the news that another sacred mountain had been destroyed.
“I didn’t expect that you would dare to take the initiative to send it to the door, it’s really looking for death!”
Another true immortal powerhouse also shouted sharply, the killing intent in his eyes was even stronger.
“Today, let you pay with your blood debt, avenge those dead disciples, and avenge the destroyed holy mountain!”
Chen Ping ignored their questions.
I didn’t care about the huge torrent of murderous aura.
He still flew forward unhurriedly, his expression was indifferent, as if those temple soldiers and those true immortal realm powerhouses had nothing to do with him.
“Do it! Take him down, kill him! The
temple commander shouted sharply, the killing intent in his eyes almost devoured Chen Ping.
With his order, two thousand temple soldiers shot together.
They performed temple techniques one after another, and countless golden lights burst out of their hands.
With a divine aura and majestic power, it bombarded Chen Ping overwhelmingly.
Those spells were more powerful and sharper than those used by the soldiers of the holy mountain before.
Densely packed, covering the sky and the sun, dyeing the entire sky golden.
It seems to completely devour Chen Ping.
At the same time, the two true immortal powerhouses also made a move at the same time.
They each performed their temple skills, and in the palms of their palms, the golden immortal power instantly converged to form two huge golden palm prints.
The palm print contained infinite power and a strong sacred aura, and it slapped towards Chen Ping.
More than ten strong people who went to the peak of the Immortal Realm also took action, using their own techniques and attacking Chen Ping.
I want to join forces to kill Chen Ping.