I Do Not Want to Inherit the Family Fortune

Chen Ping stretched out his hand to grab it, only he who refined the strange fire dared to do such a crazy thing, even Juying Xiu would not dare to directly grab Huojing like this.

In Chen Ping's palm, a fire crystal the size of a baby's fist appeared.

Feeling the power contained in it, Chen Ping smiled, threw it directly into the Shenlong Ring, and began to continuously fetch fire crystals from the flame magma.

One piece, two pieces!

Chen Ping fished out seventeen yuan in a row, but in the end there was no gain.

The fire spirits were transformed from fire crystals, and now that the fire crystals were taken away, these fire spirits lost their strength support, shattered directly, and could no longer be reorganized.

Huo Jing was taken into the Shenlong Ring by Chen Ping, and the little guy was furious.

Although she is not afraid of the power of fire crystal, she also does not want to become a roasted monster.

"You can't find something to hold them up!"

Chen Ping was not prepared at all. He never expected to find Huojing in the Dragon Cave. In the depths of the earth, the general Infant Gathering cultivator would be roasted when he walked here.

"How about we go to the second core of the earth?"

Chen Ping got the benefits here, and naturally yearned for the second layer of the earth's center, but Huang Mao poured cold water on him unceremoniously and said: "The second layer of the earth's center, you can go by yourself, wait for you to be roasted. When it's cooked, I'll burn some beauties for you."

Entering the second layer of the Earth's core, Chen Ping was just talking.

Huang Mao's blow is right, according to his current cultivation, even if he has a body of strange fire, if he really dares to forcibly penetrate the second layer of the earth's core, he is afraid that he will be directly roasted.

The second layer of the Earth's core, you must have the cultivation base of the Gathering Spirit Realm to dare to enter!

The eighteen layers of **** in the legend are more terrifying than the first.

The remaining things in this dragon cave can no longer attract Chen Ping. A real dragon, even if it lives to this day, is only a cultivation level at the level of Gathering Spirit Dingfeng.

When Chen Ping entered this dragon cave, he still wanted to find the bones of the real dragon. It seems that the Long family was not unprepared back then. The bones of the real dragon should be buried in the depths of the earth.

Chen Ping now does not have the strength to enter the next level, and he can only miss the real dragon corpse.

A complete real dragon corpse is full of treasures, and a piece of bone can be used as an excellent refining material by a refining cultivator.

It can make treasures of the spirit level!

Chen Ping killed a Qingyunzong disciple in the dragon cave, and the Qingyunzong powerhouses in the outside world have already learned of the result.

When Chen Ping just came out of the dragon cave, several icy breaths fell on him.

A dragon cave can only enter one monk, but Chen Ping can enter the dragon cave at will. Only the Dragon Gate and the Lord Hall have such qualifications.

For this reason, the powerhouses of Qingyunzong almost made a scene of Longmen Dynasty.

In such a secret place as Longdong, if something happened to Chen Ping, Dan Palace would have nothing to do.

But in the outside world, Chen Ping represented the Pill Palace, and no one dared to take action against him. Even if he killed the disciples of Qingyunzong in the dragon cave, these Qingyunzong powerhouses just came to confirm.

Mo Ying is the eldest young lady of Qingyunzong, and the one who was killed in the dragon cave this time was also a child of her Mo family.

"Young Master Chen, why do you want to kill them all!"

Mo Ying's questioning made Chen Ping smile disdainfully: "Why don't you ask your Qingyunzong disciple, how dare you attack me."

Mo Ying knew very well in his heart that once he made a move, it would be life and death for you.

However, the one who entered the Dragon Cave this time was the best among the younger generation of the Mo family, and he was by no means comparable to ordinary genius disciples.