After flying for an unknown amount of time, Chen Ping suddenly felt something soft behind him. He looked around and realized that it seemed to have slipped into an invisible jelly.
As soon as they stopped, Chen Ping frowned and looked at the jet-black dragon that was frantically spewing out its breath. He was somewhat confused about where he was.
But Chen Ping had a premonition that he couldn't let the dragon continue to wreak havoc like this.
Chen Ping instantly unleashed an appraisal technique.
"Holy crap! The spiritual form of the Death Bone Dragon? How so, this is my spiritual space now?!"
"Holy crap! That hurts!"
Chen Ping suddenly felt a headache.
"We can't let it continue to cause this destruction. If it keeps going, I might turn into an idiot!"
Chen Ping instantly rushed towards the spirit form of the Death Bone Dragon, transforming into a longsword and slashing at it.
Unfortunately, the illusory slash failed to cause any damage, and the Death Bone Dragon's spirit completely ignored Chen Ping, frantically spewing dragon breath, determined to evaporate the entire spiritual sea.
Chen Ping slashed a few more times, but still to no avail. Seeing the fearless Death Bone Dragon spirit, he unleashed a Fear Spike.
puff!
Instantly, a small hole appeared in the Death Bone Dragon's spiritual body, but it recovered in the next second.
"efficient!"
Chen Ping immediately launched Fear Spikes at it frantically, and the Death Bone Dragon's spiritual body was instantly riddled with tiny holes, but it recovered in the next second.
This wouldn't work, so Chen Ping immediately adjusted all other attributes to Spirit, leaving only the lowest percentage. Instantly, Chen Ping's Constitution was reduced by half, Strength by eight-tenths, and Agility by eight-tenths, all of which were added to Spirit.
His mental attribute instantly exceeded 10,000, but Chen Ping felt as if his head was about to explode.
Chen Ping unleashed a Fear Spike, instantly creating a large hole in the Death Bone Dragon's spirit body. Although it was rapidly recovering, it wouldn't fully heal in three or four seconds.
Chen Ping unleashed the Fear Spikes with incredible speed, instantly riddling the Death Bone Dragon's spirit body with holes.
Whew~
Watching the spirit of the Death Bone Dragon begin to dissipate, Chen Ping finally breathed a sigh of relief and murmured to himself.
Chen Ping: "Now, no more trouble, right?"
Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. The spirit of the Death Bone Dragon dissipated, but the blood of death appeared in Chen Ping's eyes.
"Damn it! I knew it, damn it, it's all because of this drop of blood, isn't it?!"
A Fear Spike was fired, but unfortunately it had no effect whatsoever.
What should we do now?
Chen Ping looked at the blood of death in front of him, which was beginning to exude an aura of death, with a headache. Hmm, this drop of blood was the blood of a god, which meant that only power at the level of a god could have any effect on it.
Unfortunately, the effect of the transformation's holy power had already expired, otherwise I could have used the transformation to cut it down.
Whew~
"It seems the only option is to try making words into law."
Chen Ping looked at the blood of death before him, took a deep breath, and then took out his illusionary transformation technique, directly activating the Holy Word, where words became law.
Instantly, Chen Ping knew how to use it.
"I say! The blood of death will be purified!"
In an instant, boundless power appeared, directly transforming the black blood of death into golden divine blood, during which the blood of death offered no resistance whatsoever.
Chen Ping's face paled. A single sentence had consumed almost half of his mental energy, which was equivalent to tens of thousands of mental points.
"I said! The divine blood will be completely absorbed by Chen Ping!"
Instantly, the golden divine blood began to glow, then turned into countless tiny lights that merged into the sea of consciousness, while the other half rushed out of the sea of consciousness and merged into the body.
Chen Ping took ten seconds to utter just two sentences, and his mental energy was almost completely drained.
In the last two seconds, Chen Ping simply said, "Returning from the mental sea." This sentence didn't consume much energy and could be basically ignored.
......
Chen Dali looked at Chen Ping and asked in confusion, "Brother Chen Ping, what happened? Why did you suddenly collapse?"
Upon hearing this, Jack Sreil shook his head: "I don't know, he just collapsed without any warning. Hey, Wen Xin, what do you think?"
Wen Xin frowned, looked at Chen Ping who was facing the ground, squatted down and turned him over, then said uncertainly, "It's a bit like he's entered the spiritual world?"
Seeing Chen Ping's face turn pale and begin to show signs of pain, Wen Xin couldn't help but put his head on her lap and then rub his temples with both hands.
Although Wen Xin knew it was completely ineffective, at least it was some psychological comfort, since Chen Ping could only rely on himself for his mental well-being.
Chen Dali stroked his chin. Then he asked Jack Sreyer, "What is the spiritual world?"
Jack Sreyer rolled his eyes at him and then retorted, "You're asking me? Although I'm a magician and can meditate, I've never even heard of such a high-level term as the spiritual world."
After more than half an hour, Chen Ping's expression finally stopped looking so pained.
The three of them finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Then Wen Xin's eyes lit up as she looked at Chen Ping's dress. From a distance, she didn't know, but up close, the dress was really beautiful. Even she, who had hardly ever worn a dress in her life, was a little tempted.
Wen Xin couldn't help but adjust Chen Ping's position so that she could touch his skirt.
Wow! It's so smooth, like water, and the shells on the skirt are so pretty.
Seeing Wen Xin playing with her skirt, Jack Sreyer couldn't help but glance at her before speaking to Chen Dali.
Jack Sreyer: "It's definitely different from my dress. Boss Chen Ping's dress looks much better, even better than my goddess's dress."
Chen Dali immediately asked curiously, "Jack, you have a goddess? Who is she? Which celebrity?"
Jack Sreyer: "Well, she wasn't a celebrity, she was my former neighbor. Although she wasn't as pretty as those actresses, and she had some freckles on her face, in my heart, she was the most beautiful girl."
Chen Dali, even more curious, continued to ask, "And then? Did you start pursuing her?"
Although Wen Xin was still playing with her colorful seashell skirt, her little ears twitched involuntarily. Who doesn't love gossip?
Upon hearing this, Jack Sreyer shook his head and said with a sigh, "That Christmas, I bought a scarf to give to her, but unfortunately, I never got to give it to her."
Chen Dali: "Hmm, why? Jack, just speak clearly. Riddlers and those who leave things unsaid will both die a horrible death."
Wen Xin nodded subconsciously, seemingly agreeing with Chen Dali's words. "Riddler, get the hell out of here!"
Jack Sreyer scratched his head and laughed, "Ah, because she gave me a matching scarf, one for me and one for her. Hehe, I never expected that she would like me too."
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