Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit

Okay, this chapter was posted ahead of time. At the request of the deputy moderator, Yuwen Feixiang, I confessed the only one of my deposited manuscripts, and today is the third watch, I ask for your support! Yesterday, I had a very pleasant communication with everyone, and the code word was also very happy. It is true that a happy mood promotes work. -Therefore, the second watch will be on time at 17 o'clock, and the third watch will be at 10 o'clock late, but tomorrow's update time will still be at 11 o'clock and two at 20 o'clock.

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As soon as the real person Xuan Shang entered, indiscriminately, a long spear would be a round of indiscriminate fights. Unexpectedly, Lu Ping was also very bright in this way of fighting, and followed by a round of indiscriminate fights.

Really Xuanxiang is nothing more, he is also a master at the sixth level of Pill Forging. In addition to defending against the attacks of Reality Xuanshang and Lu Ping, he can occasionally counterattack; Reality Xuanyou has hardships and can't tell, although his cultivation level is also good. At the fourth level of the forging pill, the smeltable heaven and earth spirit items are not high, and the strength is much worse than that of the three. Otherwise, even if Lu Qin'er has the inheritance of Huoluan, he will not be unkillable under the sneak attack by the real person Xuanyou. A Demon Cultivator at the first level of the forging pill, so the four of them were fighting together, but the real person Xuanyou defended all the way, and could not deliver a single attack.

The real person Xuan Shang had just made a few moves with Lu Ping and was repelled by Lu Ping's mysterious swordsmanship. He heard another long roar. Before the person arrived, a thunder light had already fallen towards Lu Ping, and only heard it. The person said: "Since it is a chaotic battle, Xuan Lei will come too!"

Lu Ping did not dodge the falling thunder light, and five light curtains appeared in front of him. The thunder light hadn't penetrated the three light curtains before it was wiped out.

A silver figure fell into the battlefield like lightning. With a shot of Lu Ping's hand, a gold-gold thunder fell towards the incoming person. Lu Ping laughed loudly, "Come and not be indecent. This senior also took me. "

Lu Ping’s golden scale sword turned into a sky full of sword light, and continued to circle the real person Xuanshang, the real person Xuanxiang, and the real person Xuanyou to put pressure on it, just after the real person Xuan Lei used the thunder-type little magical powers and just took over Lu Ping’s Gengjin Yin Lei , "Sword Art of Shocking Waves on the Shore" with the strange sound of waves on the body of the Jinlin sword encircled him in the sword light.

The five people were fighting each other in chaos, and Lu Ping still occupied the absolute wind.

However, this seemed to be just the beginning. Just after the real person Xuan Lei fell into the battle group, a huge boat plunged into the battle group with the momentum of riding the wind and waves, and slammed into the group arbitrarily.

A loud laugh came from the giant ark, and said: "Xuanzhou is here, everyone, let me!"

The person who greeted the real Xuanzhou was Lu Ping's huge torrent of swordsmanship, and the monstrous sword waves seemed to overwhelm everything floating in the sea of ​​swords.

The real person of Xuanzhou exclaimed, the person had already got out of the huge boat, and then the huge boat was damaged by the golden scale sword. The real person of Xuanzhou was so painful that he put away the dilapidated huge boat and shouted. "I'm fighting with you." After speaking, he recruited a black iron golem and a bronze golem, and then jumped into the battle group again and attacked everyone around him.

"Under Xuanxing, look at my bolide!"

A middle-aged cultivator strode forward, holding one hand to the sky. When everyone approached, the hand of the phantom fell down. A cloud of fire that had gathered for some time suddenly fell into a rain of fire. Cover everyone in the fire and rain.

However, it hasn’t been long to wait for the fire cloud to start, and a cloud of dark clouds dominates it. Lu Ping’s golden scale sword swayed out, a series of strange swordsmanship enlightened from the place of inheritance, the bronze puppet of the real Xuanzhou. Sparks were splashed, and then he pinched out a magic trick with one hand, and shouted: "Drop!"

A flash of lightning flashed in the sky, and then raindrops, dense like needles, sprinkled from among the dark clouds in the fire cloud sky, casting the fire clouds completely clean in a moment.

"Xing Yun Bu Yu Jue!"

After Lu Ping smelted Xuanyuan Zhongshui Advanced Forging Pill, every spell of the Beihai Twelve Sectary Law was cast in Lu Ping's hands, and its power was not lower than the little magical powers.

The melee has reached the seven middle-level forging cultivators, but Lu Ping still occupies an absolute advantage among them, attacking all the way, the circle of a golden scale sword is getting bigger and bigger, and there are all kinds of spells at the same time. Attacks are overwhelming.

However, the spells that everyone used to attack Lu Ping were blocked by a thick protective light curtain.

Lu Ping has condensed five kinds of water-attribute wonders of heaven and earth, the little magical power of the body protection "Water Curtain True Gang", plus the weight of the heaven and earth wonders that Lu Ping condenses every time, these five water curtains are in front of him. Its defensive power is almost catching up with a psychic-level defensive magic weapon.

"Is this **** little magical power?"

The real person Xuan Lei's scolding made everyone who shot to Lu Ping feel the same. The melee of everyone seemed chaotic, but each cultivator followed a certain rule, that is, everyone did not attack or close. Offering a defensive magic weapon.

As a result, Lu Ping’s body protection seemed to be a big advantage. However, in fact, because Lu Ping was the most powerful in this melee, although everyone was attacking each other, whenever Lu Ping made a move, his attack was too strong. Too tough, everyone had to work together to resist. Conversely, if everyone wanted to pose a threat to Lu Ping, they had to attack by two or three people to make Lu Ping fearful.

This battle seemed to arouse the interest of the mid-stage Pill-forging monks in Tianling Mountain.

"Haha, I have come to Xuanchen too!"

Real Master Xuan Shang shouted: "Uncle Master, our younger generation's skills, what did your old man participate in?"

Master Xuan Chen glared his eyes and cursed: "Little bastard, there is so much nonsense, let's talk about it after you hit it."

As soon as the real person Xuan Chen's voice fell, a cloud of dark water thunder fell silently towards him.

Master Xuan Chen cursed: "Which **** is attacking!"

The billowing yellow dust swept over. Although it didn't block everyone's sight, the people in the battle suddenly realized that their bodies were suddenly stagnant. They seemed to be affected by the yellow dust and became less flexible.

The triumphant laughter of Master Xuan Chen came out: "Boys, how powerful is this old man's trick of'Dust Settled'?"

As soon as the voice fell, I saw a wave in Huang Chen suddenly surging, rushing straight in one direction, and a clean passage suddenly appeared around the yellow dust.

True person Xuan Chen said angrily: "Who, who broke my old man's spell?"

"Master Xuanchen, you still have a bad temper that only takes advantage of you!"

When Lu Ping looked intently, it turned out that it was Real Person Xuan Sheng from Xiaoyao Patriarch Jiang Tianlin's clan who followed him in.

Before, whenever someone joined the battle group, Lu Ping was the first to greet him. However, the real person Xuan Sheng has always given Lu Ping a good impression. What's more, Chonghua and Xiaoyao agree that they belong to the same family, and Lu Ping has not said to him. The reason for my own brothers' shots.

More and more people joined the battle group. Lu Ping had been strong before, and now he had to converge. At the end of the day, the 18 mid-forging cultivators fought on their own, fighting against anyone except himself. Launch an attack.

The scale of this battle was getting bigger and bigger, but Lu Ping was surprised to find that the battle had not caused damage to the surrounding environment.

Lu Ping's heart moved, and his spiritual thoughts looked around carefully, but found that at some point, an invisible cover had formed around the crowd. The crowd seemed to be fighting here, but in fact they were already in a space isolated from the surrounding environment.

This is definitely the handwriting of the Faxiang ancestors, and the Faxiang ancestors have already noticed their battle.

But this is also inevitable. Eighteen mid-Pill Forging cultivators fought at the gate of Tianling Mountain's inheritance. It is strange that the Faxiang ancestors didn't take it seriously.

There were more and more monks watching the battle around, Lu Ping could perceive that the divine consciousness network around was getting denser, and there were even a lot of divine minds with strong divine consciousness, implicitly carrying divine consciousness coercion, apparently the late forging alchemy monks of Tianling Mountain. .

The real person Guo Xuanshan now presides over the daily affairs of the True Spirit Sect, and the crowd has already alarmed him in this battle, but after the real person Guo Xuanshan showed up here, he left without looking back.

A joke, the 18 most outstanding mid-stage alchemy cultivators of the school fought, even though Guo Xuanshan condensed the seventh-rank gold alchemy, he was already a quasi-dharmic cultivator in the eyes of others, but he was not sure that he would be able to separate them, maybe ten. Several people will be injured by them when they join hands. It will be really shameful by then.

To say that in this melee, the most eye-catching is undoubtedly the Chonghua line, the ninth disciple of the Tianling Patriarch, "Water Sword Immortal" Lu Xuanping.

The 18 melee mid-stage forging cultivators can also be distinguished. The truly powerful cultivators can generally stand in the center of the battle group, and when attacking the surrounding cultivators, they can also resist the counterattacks of the surrounding cultivators.

Although the monks standing in the center of the battle group can prove their strength, facing the siege of many monks, the consumption of true essence is also incalculable. Therefore, the monks who can occupy the center of the battle group are often difficult to last, and they will withdraw under the siege of everyone. In the center of the battle group, rotation is formed in this way, and the higher the strength, the longer the persistence.

However, there is one exception among these 18 monks~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This person has been present from the beginning of this battle, and even when seven or eight real people gathered in a melee, this person has always maintained absolute Even if more and more monks join the melee, this person can no longer maintain absolute suppression, but he is still like a rock, always standing in the center of the battle group, and the monks standing in the center with him But it has already been changed one after another.

This person is Lu Ping. With the vigorous true essence brought by Xuanyuan heavy water and the use of several small magical powers of swords and spells in turn, Lu Ping has always occupied the center of the battle group and has always been in the middle of the battle group. situation.

And Lu Ping’s long-term strength also aroused the eagerness of many monks. Although everyone was fighting with each other, because of Lu Ping’s strength, many monks often attacked Lu Ping unanimously, hoping to drive him out of the battle group. The center, but unfortunately all failed.

Gradually, when the melee cultivator looked at Lu Ping, his gaze had changed. There might be war intent, provocation, or unwillingness to wait in their eyes. However, there was one thing in common, that is, for the strong. Respect of the person.

This chaotic battle at the back of Tianling Mountain is destined to be talked about by the monks of the True Spirit School, and even passed on.