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Chapter 1651: No Level

    

This small city boasted dozens of bars, and as night fell, dazzling neon lights flickered, illuminating the streets with handsome men and beautiful women everywhere!Just as Chen Ping's taxi passed a..."I will diligently follow your teachings..."

The Headmaster of the Brokenhearted Sect readily agreed again and again!

Chen Ping glanced at Hu Mazizi: "Master Hu, shall we go in and have a look"

"Sesame looked at the dark entrance for a moment and sighed: 'Life and death are predetermined, wealth and honor depend on heaven…'"

"Don't worry, as soon as things look bad, we'll pull out. This time is just to scout the situation!"

Chen Ping smiled serenely and then walked in first!

As soon as he stepped into the entrance, Chen Ping adjusted his aura to its peak. He couldn't afford to be careless here!

Subsequently, Chen Ping wanted to release his divine sense to explore the way ahead, but he found that his divine sense couldn't be released at all!

Chen Ping and Hu Mazizi, every step was taken with great care, they were all on high alert!

"Master Hu, you think there could still be people alive in this ancient ruin"

Chen Ping suddenly blurted out such a sentence!

"It's possible..."

Humazi nodded.

Chen Ping was stunned, then looked at Hu Mazizi in disbelief: "Master Hu, this is a sect from thousands of years ago. Could there really be someone who can live for thousands of years"

"Talismans are ever-changing and multifaceted, containing celestial secrets, just like pills. If one can achieve immortality through an elixir of life, wouldn't there be talismans that allow people to live for thousands of years"

Sesame smiled faintly.

"What do these talismans look like Are they all like those you drew Do you need yellow paper"

Chen Ping asked curiously.

"Stop comparing me to others. These tricks of mine wouldn't even amount to a fart in the eyes of a true talisman master."

A true talisman can take any form, be any object, or even be drawn in the void. Even the human brain can have a spell planted within it.

"These are talismans, if you ask me what a talisman looks like, how should I answer you"

Humazi looked at Chen Ping and asked.

Chen Ping was speechless. He knew very little about talismans, and only some basic things, which is why he asked such an uncultured question!

Two people cautiously took a few steps forward, and suddenly the entire ruins began to tremble!

"Damn it, is this thing going to collapse"

Huomazi couldn't help but curse!

Just then, a wave of heat suddenly struck Chen Ping and his companions, followed by a raging inferno!

As flames erupted, Chen Ping and the others saw several corpses lying on the ground. They were clearly those from the Black Bronze Robes and the Broken Heart Sect!

REWIND...

Chen Ping pulled the hemp rope, and the two of them retreated rapidly!

But just as he was retreating, the stone walls on both sides unexpectedly caught fire, and the entire entrance became a fiery inferno!

Chen Ping's face changed drastically, and even their escape route was now engulfed in flames!

A raging fire has them surrounded!

"Damn, this Heavenfire Talisman is actually so powerful... it seems like the guy who drew these talismans must be a master talisman maker..."

Sesame looked grave.

"What shall we do"

Chen Ping asked Hu Mazzi.

Here, Chen Ping could only ask Hu Mazzi if there was a good way out.

"I'll try to see if the fire-repelling talisman can let us through..."

After Humazi finished speaking, he took out a brush from his bosom. He bit his fingertip and dipped the brush in his own blood.

Then Humazi waved his brush in mid-air!

Soon, a rune appeared in mid-air. The rune flickered with red light and finally enveloped Chen Ping and Hu Mazizi.

"Go..."

Chen Ping stared at Humazi in shock: “I didn’t expect you could do it without using paper talismans either”ted by those streaks of pale blue flames. To destroy the light screens, you have to extinguish those pale blue flames.But Watanabe Ichiro struck several gusts of energy at the blue flames, yet the fla...