I Do Not Want to Inherit the Family Fortune

Seeing that Chen Ping didn't seem to be moved by it, Niu Chuang continued to ask: "I don't know what is the purpose of Brother Chen's journey this time?"

"Elixir."

"Then indeed should go to the First Continent. The elixir that can't be found in the Ancestral Dragon imperial family can basically be found by the Fire Phoenix imperial family."

Chen Ping did not say anything, his itinerary could not be known by others.

After eating and drinking, the Niu rushed to see that Chen Ping hadn't noticed, and he just gave Chen Ping a piece of elder order printed with Qinglian Sword Village, and said, "Please also Elder Chen to leave a message."

Despite this person, Chen Ping had to exchange the communicator information.

Chen Ping drove on, and soon received the names of several organizations sent to him by the owner of Niu Zhuang in his address book, and noted their leaders, presumably this is the brother organization of the previous owner of Niu Zhuang.

This person is also a bit interesting, Chen Ping smiled, thinking so.

"Owner, what should we do if the Bai Ze imperial clan asks more questions?"

Yijianxiu asked.

"Just tell them that they haven't seen it, don't know, they still can't arrest us all and torture us to extract a confession."

The man looked puzzled and said, "Why does the owner have to befriend him?"

"A rare genius of swordsmanship for thousands of years, just like that of the bamboo sword fairy who traveled around thousands of years ago."

Niu Chuang smiled and continued: "That Bamboo Sword Immortal was also chased and killed back then."

Chen Ping had been driving here for nearly two days, but he still didn't see the shadow of a city. After looking at the map, he found that he was now in the largest spirit beast forest on the mainland.

It was almost time for lunch, and Chen Ping slowly stopped the car on the flat ground beside a large lake.

Just as Chen Ping was about to catch a few fish to eat, a strange fish with a length of 100 meters suddenly emerged from the lake. Its tongue stretched out like a chameleon, and it stuck Chen Ping into his mouth.

This stickiness made Chen Ping unable to break free for a while, and slid into a huge empty room along the passage.

Before Chen Ping was about to break out, a weak voice came over, "Is anyone? Help me?"

Chen Ping's hands were covered with flames, and he followed the sound to the depths of the empty room. The place was very sticky and made people feel very uncomfortable.

After a while, Chen Ping saw an old man lying on the ground dying. Both of the old man's legs were corroded, and his hands wanted to grasp the figure walking in front of him.

This is obviously corroded by strong acid, Chen Ping said: "You are about to live long, what do you want to say."

Hearing Chen Ping's words, the old man suddenly came to his mind, his hands swayed back and forth in the air, and said: "The best flesh body, I will not die! I will not die!"

Suddenly at this moment, the empty room rang out, and the four flesh walls on the top of the empty room slowly opened, and countless transparent mucus poured into it.

Chen Ping glanced at the old man, Yu Xin couldn't bear to pick him up, Yu Feng flew up.

I saw this slime corroded everything in the empty room.

"I caught you."

The old man's voice suddenly sounded.

Chen Ping, with a hairy heart, looked at the old man holding his thigh, and said, "What are you talking about."

Suddenly the old man was exuding black air, and he laughed wildly: "I said I can live!"

Suddenly the old man's consciousness drilled out and flew towards Chen Ping's seven holes.

"not good……"

With the invasion of this divine consciousness, Chen Ping realized that this was taking home, and then his consciousness sank and fell into the bottomless transparent mucus below.

Chen Ping's body is like a transparent white jade, only the hair on his body has been corroded away.

At this time, in Chen Ping's spiritual consciousness, the old man was confronting Chen Ping.

"My body is no longer saved, use your body to save me."

After that, he flew towards Chen Ping.

This old man should have been very close to the holy rank powerhouse before his death, and his divine consciousness was also very strong, even if Chen Ping was in this own divine consciousness space, he could withstand the attack.

"I didn't expect your body to be the best, and the spiritual sense is not bad, just to help me."

The old man licked his teeth and said with a smile.

Chen Ping didn't expect this thing to be so difficult. None of the elements in this divine consciousness could be mobilized. Chen Ping tried to mobilize all the power that could be tried. There was no way for the imprint, except for sword intent.

A sharp sword that resembled the Canglong Sword floated in front of Chen Ping's face, grinning and saying, "Little disabled, the **** thing is you."

After all, this sword divided countless distractions and pointed directly at the old man with black robe and white hair and red teeth.

"How come, how can your sword intent be so strong."

The old man said in horror, but his face changed in the next second, and he sneered: "Then I can even look forward to swallowing you."

Chen Ping didn't talk too much nonsense, shot a sharp sword, and summoned the Qingfeng Sword Formation by pinching the tactics. This kind of thing in the divine consciousness must be eliminated in one fell swoop, without endless suffering.

The sky-wide sword tore the black-robed old man into countless fragments, but the countless fragments regrouped in the next second.

"It's endless."

Chen Ping's Qingfeng sword formation had already fallen at this time.

The old man was constantly shattered in the sword formation, and then reorganized, still making a jealous laugh: "You...can't...can kill me...dead, my god...the consciousness is not...the death is immortal. ."

Chen Ping's spiritual consciousness felt a little tired, and the secret path was not good, and it couldn't be wiped out at all.

At this extremely critical moment, the unicorn mark on Chen Ping's forehead loosened.

There is always a way out!

"come on."

The Qilin mark on Chen Ping's forehead exudes bursts of light, and the flames that continue to gush out make the entire space become hot.

"No... impossible!"

The old man seemed to be really panicked, he didn't expect Chen Ping to draw elements in the divine consciousness space.

Chen Ping's body was wrapped in flames and turned into a human-shaped unicorn. After pinching the tactics again, the aura of the sword formation instantly became irritable. The cyan long sword gradually dissipated and replaced by a crimson long sword burning with fiery fire.

The sword array was spinning frantically, and flames kept spitting around.

After the old man in the sword formation touched the fire sword, his body was slowly eroding like bones in the fire.

With the continuous intensive attacks of the long sword, the old man's consciousness was chopped into pieces covered with flames, and the pieces were like ignited pieces of paper, falling into the air with ashes.

Soon the old man dissipated in Chen Ping's consciousness space with unwilling eyes.

Chen Ping saw that there was no movement for a long time before he faded the flame and withdrew the sword formation.

Excessive consumption made Chen Ping sweat profusely and had a splitting headache.

Before he could take too much rest, Chen Ping retreated from the sea of ​​divine consciousness, fearing that his body would be corroded like the old man.

Chen Ping abruptly stood up from the stomach acid of the strange fish. Fortunately, his body was intact, but his clothes and hair were gone. The quality of the communicator was good, and it was not completely corroded.

At this time, a small thing in the transparent slime caught Chen Ping's attention, and it was the old man's acceptance of the ring just now.