Chapter 6154

Countless rubble rolled down, smoke and dust filled the sky, the altar had long been reduced to ruins, and the bodies of two thousand temple soldiers fell in pools of blood.
On the ruins, a golden figure stood with his hands on his back, holding a pitch-black long sword, his breath was indifferent, but he was full of endless coercion.
“This …… This is ……”
Lin Wuchen’s face turned pale instantly, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
Yue Liuli’s eyes also widened, and her body trembled slightly.
Although they had never seen Chen Ping, they had heard of his deeds.
Destroy the Tongtian Road, kill the Great Venerable, make a big fuss about the holy mountain, and now destroy two holy mountains in a row……
This name has long become a nightmare for the temple.
“Yes…… It’s Chen Ping!
Yue Liuli exclaimed and subconsciously took a step back.
Lin Wuchen gritted his teeth, and deep jealousy flashed in his eyes.
Although they were all ninth rank in the Immortal Realm and claimed to be strong, they could see the scene in front of them – two thousand Temple soldiers, two true Immortal Realm powerhouses, and a Ghost Clan Saint Venerable who was about to be resurrected, all of them were destroyed – they instantly understood that they could not be Chen Ping’s opponent at all.
“Let’s go!”
Lin Wuchen made a decision on the spot, turned around and fled.
Yue Liuli did not hesitate and followed closely behind.
The two turned into two streamers and desperately fled into the distance.
But as soon as they flew out of less than a hundred feet, a cold voice sounded in their ears.
“Since you’re here, why are you in a hurry to leave?”
Before the words fell, a golden figure appeared in front of them in an instant.
Chen Ping stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the two of them indifferently.
Lin Wuchen and Yue Liuli’s faces were pale and trembling.
Chen …… Chen Ping, you and I have no grievances or grudges, why should we kill them all? Lin Wuchen said in a trembling voice.
Chen Ping looked at him, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, evoking a faint sarcasm.
“No grievances, no grudges?”
He repeated softly and shook his head.
“Your temple hunted me down, rewarded me, and resurrected the strong ghost clan to cause disaster for the common people. Is this called no grievance?
Lin Wuchen was speechless.
Yue Liuli gritted her teeth and suddenly knelt down: “Young Master Chen, I am willing to surrender, I am willing to be your woman, please spare my life!”
Chen Ping looked down at her, there was no wave in his eyes.
“Be my woman?”
He repeated softly, then shook his head.
“You, you don’t deserve it.”
The words fell, and he raised his hand.
The dragon slaying sword waved gently.
Two golden sword qi shot out instantly.
Lin Wuchen and Yue Liuli didn’t even have time to react, and their sword energy pierced their eyebrows.
The bodies of the two fell from mid-air and smashed into the rubble, without a sound.
Chen Ping took back the dragon-slaying sword and didn’t even look at them.
In the distance, Mingli and Liu Qianqian dared to fly over, looking at everything in front of them, their eyes full of awe.
“Mr. Chen, these two are ……”
“The messengers sent by the temple to the thirteenth heaven, Lin Wuchen and Yue Liuli, we have fought in the thirteenth heaven.”
Chen Ping said lightly, “Since they came to the door today, they killed them casually.”
When Liu Qianqian heard this, her eyes widened, and her awe for Chen Ping deepened in her heart.
Chen Ping turned around and swept his eyes over the sacred mountain that had become ruined.
The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the ruins.
He put away the dragon-slaying sword and said lightly: “Let’s go, go back.”
Mingli came back to his senses, nodded quickly, and asked cautiously: “Mr. Chen, are we still looking for it?” The power of the temple is huge, and there may be other holy mountains.
Chen Ping shook his head slowly.
His eyes looked into the distance, a hint of deep thought flashed in his eyes, and his tone was flat but with a hint of firmness: “I won’t look for it for the time being.” There are more than these two sacred mountains in the temple, and I expected this for a long time.
But after these two blows, the temple suffered heavy losses, three true immortal realms were killed, two holy mountains were destroyed, and thousands of disciples were killed.
They no longer had the ability to build the holy mountain in a short period of time, and no matter how much they resurrected the ghost clan powerhouses, they did not dare to make any big moves.
He paused and continued, “And we have more important things to do. The matter of the Light Sanctuary could not be delayed any longer, and the soul in the soul crystal was still sleeping.
If they delayed any longer, their souls would probably completely dissipate, and they would not be able to be resurrected at that time. So go back to Yunxian City first, get ready, and set off for the Guangming Sanctuary as soon as possible.
Mingli nodded immediately when he heard this, and his tone was firm: “Okay! Listen to Mr. Chen!
Liu Qianqian also nodded slightly, her voice soft but with a hint of firmness: “Well, I’ll go with you.” The
words fell, and three figures moved at the same time.
Chen Ping’s whole body flashed with golden light, and the golden robe sounded.
The figure was like teleportation, instantly turning into a golden streamer, and galloping in the direction of Yunxian City.
The speed was so fast that it almost broke through the limitations of space, leaving only a faint afterimage of golden light.
Mingli and Liu Qianqian followed closely behind.
Mingli’s whole body was filled with ghostly energy, turning into a black streamer.
Liu Qianqian performed a light body technique, her body was as light as a swallow, and she turned into a blue streamer.
The figures of the three of them swept away in the afterglow of the setting sun, like three lightning bolts, rapidly sweeping in the direction of Yunxian City.
In an instant, it disappeared into the sky.
Behind him, both holy mountains have been reduced to ruins.
The smoke and dust are swirling and dispersing with the wind.
The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the ruins, on the cold corpses.
The direction of Unzen City.
Chen Wanqing was standing on the city wall, looking northeast, her eyes full of worry and expectation.
She had already contacted the guardians of the teleportation array and was ready to go to the Sanctuary of Light.
She was waiting for Chen Ping’s return, waiting to go with him to that holy land full of unknown and hope.