Chapter 4477: , I want to kill people, have to die!

Ma Song bowed to his relatives with tears in his eyes, then turned and left.
Sometimes, some people are like this. They may not have a high status, but what they pay is all they have.
The strength of a family is inseparable from the dedication of these people.
Chen Ping actually wanted to stay, but he witnessed with his own eyes a powerhouse in the eighth level of Juying, who was seriously injured after just a few breaths, and understood that the powerhouse who slaughtered Qingyang Town might still be hidden to cultivate.
Even if Chen Ping had the confidence, he would not dare to take the risk!
Those things on the body, it is best not to use it, Chen Ping sometimes also thinks, whether it is the Pill Palace, or those super strong people who want to grow up by themselves, will they send strong people to protect themselves in secret.
Even if these people are there, presumably as long as they are not facing the crisis of life and death, they will not appear.
This is the world of monks. Sometimes it is such a cruel reality. Only if you are strong enough, you can do whatever you want.
The group left in a hurry. Qingyang Town behind them seemed to be going through a more terrifying battle, and Ma Song's guardian would definitely not survive.
"Brother Ma!"
The leading Great Wilderness Sect cultivator also knew that Ma Song's identity was not simple at this time, and it was definitely not an ordinary family who could have a strong guardian of the Eighth Stage of Infant Gathering.
"The nearest powerhouse in the sect will take a stick of incense to arrive at the fastest time. We have to find a way to spend this time safely."
For Juying experts, let alone a stick of incense, they can do a lot of things in just one breath of time.
At this time, although they had already come out of Qingyang Town, the cultivators of the Great Wilderness Sect were all injured, even if they were torn apart the space, they could not do it.
Ma Song was still a bit sad, but he also knew that the current situation was dangerous, so he looked at Chen Ping.
Chen Ping sighed slightly, as long as he didn't face a life-and-death crisis, he wouldn't be able to use any power.
"The time of a stick of incense should be able to last!"
After Chen Ping finished saying this, he didn't go any further, but stopped, and then he took out something and started to set up the formation.
Chen Ping now has two magic beads on his body. These two magic beads are both second-order. Taking them out alone will definitely have little effect, but if they are put together, the resulting array will be different.
Chen Ping used the methods he had learned in the formation chapter to arrange a simple three-level formation.
At the moment when the formation was formed, the surrounding space seemed to be distorted and deformed. Such a large formation required a terrifying amount of spirit stones. Chen Ping felt heartbroken when he saw it.
In order to maintain a third-level formation, at least thousands of middle-grade spirit stones were needed, and every minute passed, spirit stones were being consumed.
However, this formation did play a big role. After only half a stick of incense, there was a loud shout from outside the formation.
"Don't think that if you hide in the formation, you can escape!"
"The people I want to kill will go up to the ground and die!"
The Infant Gathering cultivators outside are breaking the formation. Fortunately, they are within the formation. If they really use their strength to escape, even if they escape separately, they will not be able to escape the pursuit of a strong person in the Eighth Stage of Infant Gathering.
More than a dozen monks of the Great Wilderness Sect were arranged by Chen Ping in the formation, and they needed to guard the key points in the formation.