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Chapter 158 141. Prehistoric is too dangerous, I want to return to Earth!
Jiang Ping was not proud of killing Sun Meng. He was able to kill Sun Meng so quickly. His strength was only one aspect.

The most important thing is that Sun Meng's talisman, the blood flag, was controlled by Jiang Xiaowan. Otherwise, if the opponent had the blood flag, Jiang Ping would not be able to kill Sun Meng so easily.

What's more, when he was fighting Ye Yuan, he was severely injured by the sword spirit and indulged overnight, neither his reaction ability nor the speed of mana running could reach the peak.

Furthermore, it is the aura. Jiang Ping has just broken through the establishment of the foundation and successfully transformed into form, so the aura he has accumulated is naturally indomitable.

On the other hand, after repeated battles, Sun Meng's aura has long since fallen from its peak, and it has dropped to a low level. In this kind of battles with similar realms, if the aura is lost to the opponent, he will be at a disadvantage invisibly.

In addition, the evil method he used was not stable, and many factors were added together to create Jiang Ping's feat of blowing the enemy's head with one punch.

After killing Sun Meng, Jiang Ping didn't stay idle, he first fished out the storage bag Sun Meng put on his waist.

Spiritual consciousness poured into the storage bag, and easily erased the mark in it, leaving his own spiritual mark in it, before Jiang Ping checked the items in it.

The headless corpse lying on the ground suddenly twitched strangely, and black Yin Qi entangled it. Seeing this scene, Jiang Ping shot out a ball of flames and flew towards the corpse on the ground.

The violent flames burned on the corpse, but the corpse on the ground was not damaged in the slightest, like a stone impenetrable by fire and water.

"Ow!"

A shrill scream came from Sun Meng's headless corpse. The sound was harsh, like the echo of the wind blowing into the chest.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Meng's headless corpse suddenly stood up, and a crack appeared in the middle of his chest, like a crack in a door.

Jiang Ping tapped his feet, and a demon cloud emerged, supporting Jiang Ping to rise slowly towards the sky. Jiang Ping stood on the cloud, staring at the corpse below with Yinghuozhi.

If the other party makes any further changes, he will definitely destroy the corpse with thunderous means, "Sure enough, it is better to destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces in this level of fighting, otherwise there may be some kind of moth.

This time it's a fraudulent corpse, so next time you don't have to wait for it to be resurrected in situ!no!no!Be careful next time! "Jiang Ping looked at the weird scene below, and at the same time summed up the mistakes and shortcomings in this battle in his heart.

"Crack!"

There was a soft sound from above Sun Meng's headless corpse, his split chest was pushed away by a force, and black air rushed out from it, turning into a blurred figure.

"Jie Jie Jie! Monster, I really want to thank you very much. If you hadn't destroyed my head today, I wouldn't have realized the true purpose of this Beidou evil soul technique!
In return, give me your life! "The figure transformed by the black air floated in the air, and shouted at Jiang Ping in a sharp voice.

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"Is this okay? After being beaten to death, he will turn into a ghost and continue fighting? This is too outrageous, the prehistoric is too dangerous, I want to go back to Earth!" Jiang Ping yelled frantically in his heart to vent his depression.

Although he has seen from the memory of Master Puyu that after the death of a monk, if the primordial spirit is not destroyed, he can directly switch to the ghost way to survive.

However, in the inheritance of Master Puyu, there is no mention of such a weird situation as Sun Meng!Return the fairy inheritance!It really is unreliable!Jiang Ping secretly slandered.

Fortunately, the real Puyu was already out of his wits at this time, otherwise he would definitely jump out and give Jiang Ping a slap in the face.

In fact, Jiang Ping also knew in his heart that Master Puyu was in the realm of immortals. He might not even take a look at such foundation-building spells.

After all, judging from the power of the restrictions set by the real Puyu at that time, if you want to get the inheritance, you need at least a monk in the realm of Yuanshen to get it.

A monk who can advance to the realm of the primordial spirit is not a powerful and powerful one, so how can he not know the basic knowledge of these cultivation.

"Die!" Just as Jiang Ping was wandering into the sky, the black shadow transformed by Sun Meng's remnant soul roared towards him.

"Thunder in the palm!" Jiang Ping unhurriedly squeezed the seal with his hands, and a strange thunder emerged from his palm. The thunder in his palm was extremely violent, and it seemed to contain an evil.

In fact, what Jiang Ping used was the authentic thunder in the palm, which should be a vast and majestic thunder, but at this time he had lost all his mana, so he could only use demon power to activate this supernatural power.

Naturally, the palm thunder he used cannot be compared with the authentic palm thunder. This palm thunder supernatural power is actually simplified from the authentic palm thunder supernatural power.

Although Jiang Ping has no power at this time, fortunately, the demon power cultivated by the Thirteen Transformations of the Demon Soul is very compatible, so it does not hinder his display of supernatural powers.

The thunder roared in his palm, Jiang Ping spread his five fingers, and the palm of his hand pointed at the speeding black shadow, and the thunder galloped away in an instant, meeting the black shadow.

But when the black shadow was about to approach the thunder, it suddenly turned and rushed straight to the direction where Jiang Xiaowan and the blood flag were.

"Jie Jie Jie! When I get back the blood flag, I will definitely make you, an evildoer, pay the price!" The black shadow transformed by Sun Meng's remnant soul stared coldly at the blood flag not far away.

Jiang Ping saw the black shadow turn around, and the thunder he released hit the air. Not only did he not get angry, but he also sympathized with Sun Meng.

It's not good where to go for this guy, if he insists on running in the direction where Jiang Xiaowan is, it's like an old birthday star eating arsenic and looking for death!

"Xiaowan, Xiaowan, the delicious dessert is about to arrive! Please pay attention to check it!" Jiang Ping said through telepathy between the two.

"Bah! Don't try to lie to me! If one of the ten bunches of candied haws is missing, I'll devour him!" Jiang Xiaowan spat lightly.

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Jiang Ping was silent for a while, and immediately remembered the ten strings of candied haws in his heart. He didn't want to be the first unlucky person in history to be devoured by ghosts because of candied haws.

The speed of the black shadow was very fast. When he approached the blood flag, the five ghosts and Jiang Xiaowan surrounding the blood flag turned their heads together, their eyes met, and Zhang Meng shivered for no reason.

Only now did he realize what an impulsive decision it was to rush to take back the blood flag. Now he would rather resist Jiang Ping's palm thunder than stay here for a moment longer.

The five ghosts, headed by the coir raincoat swordsman, stared at the black shadow transformed by Zhang Meng's remnant soul. That is to say, although the five ghosts had spiritual wisdom at this time, they could not speak human words.

Otherwise, the Five Ghosts would have warmly greeted Zhang Meng and said, "Your brother is here? Come in and play!"

Zhang Meng wanted to escape, but the fierceness in his heart was gone, but now he has no way to retreat, there are five ghosts in front and evildoers in back.

He wants to cry now, and he also wants to give himself two mouths. If he hides and comes out after they leave, maybe he can run away.

But Sun Meng insisted on coming out to do a show, and now he is about to fall into this kind of situation where there are wolves before and tigers behind.

Jiang Ping flew towards this side with a demon cloud, Sun Meng gritted his teeth, damn it!Fight!

The black shadow suddenly exploded, turned into a huge ghost, and rushed towards Jiang Xiaowan, who seemed the most harmless to humans and animals. Sun Meng could only bet that this beautiful woman was actually just a vase.

But obviously he made a wrong bet. The moment he transformed into a ghost image, the blood flag that was suppressed by the five ghosts flew straight into Jiang Xiaowan's hands.

The blood flags rose all over the sky and swept towards Zhang Meng. The swordsman in coir raincoat took a step, and the long sword flew out from his waist, drawing a bright sword light.

In an instant, the black shadow dissipated, and Zhang Meng's remnant soul also dissipated, and finally ended up with a dissipated soul.

(End of this chapter)