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Chapter 1975: Collective Self-Detonation

    

flash before his eyes, and then everything changed!Although the time in this secret realm is the same as the mortal world, it is still night now, but the air is filled with spiritual energy, and the...Chen Ping could tell at a glance that this was the Eighteen Arhats brought by Hong Qianjiu!

Hong Qianjiu treated these eighteen arhats as his trump card, so he never used them. This is a little secret that only Hong Qianjiu knew in his heart!

He was thinking that after the war, he would still have a fighting force at his disposal!

Now that both sides are deadlocked, Hong Qianjiu decided to have the Eighteen Arhats take action and then seize that altar!

And these eighteen Arhats are all the Hong family's dead soldiers, so no matter how powerful the enemy, as long as they receive an order, they must attack!

Facing the sudden arrival of eighteen Arhats, the demon master remained calm, his single sword resting on his back. His aura was powerful and imposing, treating these people with utter disregard!

Chen Ping was also a little surprised. Obviously, this demon mage was very strong, so why did Hong Qianjiu have to send the Eighteen Arhats to their deaths

But soon, Chen Ping understood!

... eighteen arhats, each with fierce eyes and surging blood, their clothes ripped apart revealing their solid skin! ...

Self-destruct!

Originally, these eighteen Arhats planned to self-destruct, using this method to deal with the demon.

Everyone was shocked, you know these Eighteen Arhats are all at the mid-stage of Great Martial Marquis, and some even at the later stage!

Such a powerful self-detonation is no different from following a bomb!

Not to mention, with so many people detonating together, the power would be unimaginable!

"Goodbye..."

Hong Qianji roared loudly, and then everyone retreated one after another.

Because of the explosive power, I'm afraid this whole mountain will be leveled!

"You guys get back…………"

Chen Ping hurriedly shouted at Humazi and the others!

Sesame and Ge Fuhui, seeing this, also quickly retreated.

"The Magicians"

Ning Zhi looked at the demon mage with shock on his face!

They would not dare to leave without an order!

The sorcerer waved his hand. "You may all withdraw now..."

But you...

Ning Zhi wants to ask the Demon Master if he can withstand these people's self-detonations!

"Don't worry, they can't do anything to me."

The sorcerer's lips curled into a sneer, his face dripping with disdain!

Seeing this, Ning Zhi hastily retreated with four figures in black and gold robes!

Soon, everyone on the hillside ran away far and wide, but Chen Ping remained standing in place, as if waiting for something!

Just as the eighteen Arhats were about to charge towards the demon master, the demon master finally moved. He flicked his wrist and suddenly unleashed a palm strike!

A tremendous force, in an instant, whipped up a gust of wind, sending the two Arhats soaring high into the air!

Pff...

In mid-air, the bodies of the two Arhats instantly resembled exploding bombs. They burst apart, flesh and blood flying everywhere. The entire sky was filled with the stench of blood, and severed limbs and gore rained down like a shower!

Chen Ping was surrounded by a faint mist that instantly separated him from the blood rain...

And the demon sorcerer's hands never stopped, waving constantly. Hurricane after hurricane blew the eighteen Arhats far away, and then they exploded in mid-air!

Chen Ping knew, the opportunity had arrived; that demon-summoner finally left the altar!

Only to see Chen Ping wielding the Zhulong Sword, suddenly charging towards the altar!

The Zhulong Sword buzzed incessantly, and Chen Ping's body erupted with boundless energy!

"Slash…………"

Chen Ping roared and slashed down, the Zhànlóng Sword fiercely cleaving upon the altar!

I saw a burst of light emanating from the altar, followed by a tremendous shockwave that instantly sent Chen Ping flying!

But the altar remained intact, not having suffered even the slightest damage!

Chen Ping was surprised. His Zhulong Sword was a spiritual sword, capable of cutting through iron like mud. But he didn't know what material this altar was made of. It was so hard and contained such great power!

At this moment, the demon summoner had already flashed back to the front of the altar. The eighteen Arhats all exploded in mid-air, but they didn't harm the demon summoner!s, they have all been gathered. All of them except for Chén Píng have already been imprisoned within the secret realm of Zhāodào Sect!"The magus replied."Good, the revival of spiritual energy, the mom...