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Chapter 1883: The Disappearing He Shouxu

    

neeling to, just kneeling on the ground, his head bowed and no longer daring to speak!Chen Ping got up and walked toward the outside of the private room!"Biaozi, your nephew spoke rudely to Mr. Chen...."Well, then I'll set off tomorrow..."

Chen Ping spoke, and then walked out of the secret room!

"Mr. Chen, we the Mo Ling Zong are so sincere, then what about the Blood Demon's body"

Song Qingping looked at Chen Ping and asked.

"Rest assured, as long as your Demon Spirit Sect comes in good faith, this Blood Demon's body will be yours. It serves no purpose to me anyway."

After Chen Ping finished speaking, he left directly!

When night falls and everyone else is asleep, Chen Ping always finds himself unable to slumber. He's constantly driven to go take a look at that thousand-year-old black fungus!

Finally, Chen Ping couldn't bear it any longer. He slowly got up and, taking advantage of the darkness, went to the edge of the secret realm!

After observing his surroundings, Chen Ping drew a talisman for leaving the body. With the experience from last time, Chen Ping's hand moved smoothly as he drew the talisman, successfully completing it in one go!

As soon as Chen Ping stuck the talisman on himself, his soul shot out of his body!

Chen Ping glanced at his physical body, then pierced the barrier and entered the chaotic space!

A surge of killing intent attacked Chen Ping's soul, but he persisted valiantly!ssence of the source!Time is slipping away minute by minute.In the blink of an eye, two days had passed. Above Qin Jingyu, Ji Miaoyan, and Chen Ping's heads, three distinct vortices were clearly visib...