Chapter 142

Even, if she is willing to pay a certain price, she can peep at Chen Ping completely.

All the lords couldn't help but surround them, and at this time, footsteps suddenly came from behind the smoke and dust.

A pair of scaled hands pushed away the dust.

A fierce and breathless oppression descended here.

Musha appeared.

The position he originally stood had been blasted and collapsed, but he didn't look injured, and even his clothes remained intact.

All the lords who saw Musha couldn't help but shake their bodies, and immediately knelt down.

At this point in time, no one wants to offend Musha.

Musha's gloomy face ignored everyone, and his golden pupils stared fixedly at Ailan.

"Overdraw your life, Ailan, this is your chance to atone."

Ruthless and cruel words came from his mouth, and Ailan, who was casting spells, shook her body, but didn't open her eyes.

"Yes, my Alliance Leader."

She didn't call Musha brother like before, but used the title of Alliance Leader in formal occasions.

The change in title also seemed to indicate something invisibly.

Ailan stood the staff on the ground, her forehead against the crystal at the top.

Her aura dropped significantly, which made her face look incomparably pale.

Some people turned their heads away, but were pressed on the head by Musha and forced to turn back.

"Watch it well."

"This is the end of our failure!"

The lord who was pressed on the head was trembling with fear, but had to stare at Ailan.

"Beloved Mother of Life, Master of Oceans and Rivers, Kind and Majestic Goddess of Water."

"I pray to you here, with my life, I pray to you, to show us all the secrets of this person."

Chen Ping's image appeared on the phantom condensed by water stars.

Following that, a large number of light spots appeared, surrounding Chen Ping's phantom, trying to describe something.

At the same time, Chen Ping, who was leaving the Shengling Alliance, turned his head.

He felt an invisible power descend on him, and that power was profound and immeasurable.

Chen Ping was very familiar with this because he had come into contact with it.

This is the power of gods.

After feeling the effect of the power slightly, Chen Ping knew that someone was using divine arts to try to deduce him.

On his chest, a void seal appeared on the lord's emblem.

Seal of Mystery.

The blessing of the Ancestor of Mystery to him, immune to the influence of all divination and deduction techniques in the world.

Unless the caster's ability is stronger than the Ancestor of Mystery.

And is Ailan's ability stronger than the Ancestor of Mystery? Of course impossible.

After the seal appeared, a mysterious aura was stimulated, bouncing off the power that had descended on Chen Ping before.

Chen Ping didn't pay attention to it anymore; the people in the alliance didn't chase out, which proved that they had lost confidence.

Without finding confidence, they didn't dare to take action against Chen Ping again.

Chen Ping looked at his team; basically, everyone's state was average.

The most seriously injured were the Black Tortoise Guards, half of whom were in a seriously injured state, and could only barely maintain action at this moment.

Chen Wei, the leader of the Black Tortoise Guards, had comminuted fractures in both arms.

In order not to let people see the clues, no treatment has been carried out yet, purely relying on his own arm armor and gloves to hold it.

Chen Ping's own magic power also dropped to the critical point, temporarily unable to use spells.

After a big battle, everyone was actually in a state of overdraft.

But now they couldn't be seen to be weak, so the Black Tortoise Guards forcibly supported it.

Along the way, other lords of the Shengling Alliance also looked at Chen Ping and them from afar.

When they finally saw Chen Ping, complex emotions appeared on everyone's faces.

Outsiders were still unaware of the internal battle, but they felt it most clearly.

After that series of tremors and explosions, it was Chen Ping and his people who walked out.

Is there any need to ask who won and who lost?

The Alliance Guard was also very conflicted at this moment.

The people from the Jiuzhou Territory walked out very easily, but that invincible confidence was fully displayed.

Even the Alliance Leader's main force couldn't beat them, so with just this few people in the Alliance Guard, were they supposed to go and throw their lives away?

Each had their own thoughts, and in the end, they could only watch as Chen Ping and his group slowly walked to the edge of the alliance.

Behind them, Ai Lan suddenly let out a sound and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

The Mercury illusion condensed by the scepter shattered, turning into water mist and disappearing without a trace.

Her complexion turned as pale as paper in an instant, even more exaggerated than before.

The others around were shocked, not knowing what exactly had happened.

A bad premonition rose in Mu Sha's heart.

"Unable to divine, I have been backlashed..."

Ai Lan spoke with a voice as thin as a thread.

For some reason, when all the lords heard this result, they did not feel surprised.

It was as if for a figure like Chen Ping, Ai Lan's failure was the only correct outcome.

Unknowingly, they had already been planted with the seeds of the impression that Chen Ping was invincible, without even realizing it themselves.

Even Mu Sha was in a similar state now.

His pride-and-joy half-dragon troops, even while resting and waiting for the enemy, had been overturned by Chen Ping; the flame in his heart was almost extinguished.

If Chen Ping had really brought all the troops of the Tianqu Alliance, then was his Shengling Alliance destined only for defeat and destruction?

Seeing the result of failure, Mu Sha closed his eyes deeply.

"Trash."

Dropping this sentence, Mu Sha turned and left.

As for Ai Lan, she was helped up by her subordinates and gave a bleak smile to the surrounding lords.

"For the upcoming occasions, the Alliance Leader is not suitable to appear."

"Let us bear this blame; everything, let me take it upon myself."

The crowd was silent; some were sorrowful, but others revealed expressions of resentment.

Ai Lan's words planted a thorn in their hearts, making them increasingly dissatisfied with Mu Sha.

And Ai Lan, although she successfully used her words to sow discord between the others and Mu Sha.

She felt not the slightest joy in her heart.

No one could have imagined that the alliance, which was still thriving before today, the number one power in the South District.

In just one night, it was nearing collapse...

All the preparations and efforts they had made were like a castle on the beach after that man arrived.

Collapsing and disappearing with ease...

Including Ai Lan, whenever they thought of the previous battle now, they couldn't help but feel despair.

What an exaggerated combat power that was.

What a powerful lord that was.

Could they really contend with such a person?

Perhaps Natasha was the one who was right.

Ai Lan couldn't help but think of this point.

Natasha, you just found a good man! I, Ai Lan, can defeat you even without a man!

Calling out in her heart, Ai Lan had someone simply cast a healing spell.

During this time, the losses of their respective armies were also tallied up.

The number of deaths was not high, accounting for about 10% to 15% of the total.