“Since you don’t want to borrow it, then I can only steal it…”
After Chen Ping finished speaking, his figure disappeared in a flash, heading towards Shi Yan!
As long as Shi Yan is controlled, Chen Ping will not believe that Bailian Pavilion will not hand over the Tianji Order!
When Mr. Yan saw this, the chains on his body instantly intertwined and formed a large net in mid-air, covering Chen Ping!
“Huh, ignorant…”
Facing the chains that looked like pythons, Chen Ping couldn’t help but sneer!
Such a huge gap in strength cannot be made up even with the use of magic weapons!
Chen Ping’s palms flashed with light, he reached out and grabbed the chain, and then pulled it with both hands!
The seemingly strong and fierce iron chains broke instantly under Chen Ping’s gentle tug, and the chains scattered on the ground!
Upon seeing this, Mr. Yan couldn’t help but widen his eyes, with incredible look in his eyes!
“Young Pavilion Master, where is the purple gold gourd?”
Upon seeing this, Mr. Yan hurriedly followed the purple gold gourd that Shi Yan wanted!
When Shi Yan heard this, he hurriedly took out the purple gourd and handed it to Mr. Yan.
Yan Lao turned out to be a purple gold gourd, and a breath instantly penetrated into the gourd!
In an instant, the gourd emitted purple light, and a terrifying aura erupted from the gourd!
Chen Ping frowned slightly when he saw this. He could feel the power of this gourd.
“High-grade magic weapon?”
Chen Ping frowned, the golden light on his body glowed, and his indestructible golden body was used to its extreme.
The power of the divine dragon kept wandering around, and a golden dragon slowly appeared in the air behind Chen Ping!
When Mr. Yan saw Chen Ping like this, his expression was very ugly, but now that the matter had come to this, he could only give it a try.
Mr. Yan activated the purple gold gourd, and a terrifying aura enveloped the entire Bailian Pavilion!
Then, streams of terrifying brilliance erupted from the gourd, like rockets!
Every ray of light actually contains extremely terrifying power, which is not inferior to the power of the Martial Saint.
Chen Ping clenched his fists, and there were golden dragons wrapped around his arms, and he let out bursts of dragon roars.