Chapter 4281: ,it's over!

He just wanted to see how strong Chen Ping's Thunder Cloud palm was, and

whether it really contained the power of thunder.

On the battle armor, a layer of ripples waved, invisibly scattered around.

Demon Lord glanced at Chen Ping with a little surprise, this kind of power can

definitely kill the ordinary Spirit Gathering Peak cultivator in seconds.

After Chen Ping took a palm, he found that the power of Thunder Cloud's palm

was useless to bombard the Demon Venerable. He was a little disappointed in

his heart. The power of this kind of thunder robbery seemed to be powerful.

However, in the face of the real powerhouse, the power of this pill-gathering

realm's thunder and calamity is nothing but bells and whistles.

Thunder Cloud Palm can't hurt Demon Venerable. If you compete for power, you

can't take advantage of it, so what else?

Thang Long Fist?

Chen Ping didn't know if at this time, using Shenglongquan against the Eight

Emperors would threaten him.

If not, then you are a threat!

Shenglongquan requires strong power. According to Chen Ping's current

cultivation base, if he punches with all his strength, one-third of his power

will be emptied.

I don't know if this force is useful at a critical time.

If it's useful, it's okay to say, if it's useless, the result is too much

power consumption, how to fight the eighth prince.

As a last resort, Chen Ping was unwilling to use the Shenglong Fist. The

genius who killed the Tiger Shenfeng before had already punched it, and Chen

Ping's current strength had not fully recovered.

Without refining the clone of the demon clan, Chen Ping could use more power

in his body.

Now, there is really no killer bronze, and even Thunder Cloud palm can't hurt

the devil, so Chen Ping had to use the last move.

Demon Venerable was somewhat disappointed in his heart, he even hoped that the

power of Thunder Cloud Palm would be stronger, so that he could experience the

real thunder calamity.

"it's over!"

Mo Zun spoke lightly, and the power Chen Ping used was already his strongest

power, and there was no threat to him.

Then this person is not worthy of being his opponent.

Demon Sovereign stepped out, and the breath of his whole body increased by one

point again. He had always had the strength to save, just to use this to force

Chen Ping's strongest attack.

The overwhelming breath came oncoming, and Chen Ping's body almost couldn't

stand firm!

However, Chen Ping laughed instead, because in his Purple Mansion, the power

of Divine Soul was instantly diffused.

This is Chen Ping's most powerful force!

What Thunder Cloud Palm, what Shenglong Fist, these powers all need to rely on

the true Qi of Dantian Qihai.

The power of the Soul of the Purple Mansion is truly like an abyss.

When Chen Ping's soul dispersed, Mozun hadn't taken it seriously.

But just when he thought that his aura could completely crush Chen Ping, his

mind suddenly thundered, like a river bursting its bank and a mountain

collapsed.

The Eighth Prince Demon Venerable without any defense, he never expected that

Chen Ping's spirit power would be so powerful.

In an instant, his brain was occupied.

When Chen Ping raised his head, the eyes of Demon Venerable were struggling,

and his Purple Mansion was plunged into the ocean of Chen Ping's soul, like a

vacillating warship.

"Did you instruct the Peng family to kill me!"

Chen Ping's voice sounded in Demon Zun's mind.

This is what Chen Ping has always suspected. He and the Peng family have no

grievances. The Peng family started with Peng Wan, why so many people want to

put him to death.

Chen Ping suspected many people. In the end, Chen Ping couldn't find his enemy

in Cangyuanzong. Chen Ping didn't have any guesses until after he killed Yan

Yun, the imperial son.