Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit

The monk who just came out of the cave had actually recognized the identity of the three spirits, Bihailing snake, and while his mind was shaking, Lu Ping made a decisive decision, and the water whip in his hand was drawn against the monk's back.

The monk saw the Bihai Spirit Snake in front of his cave mansion, and there were still three, and he was shocked to add to his shock. When he felt that there was a difference behind him, it was too late to dodge.

"Snapped!"

There was a crisp sound, followed by a piercing pain. Although Ao Wushuang tried to dodge, he was still shattered by Lu Ping’s water whip. If it weren’t for the flesh of the monster race, it was inherently more powerful than the human monk. , Lu Ping's whip could kill him half his life.

Ao Wushuang tried to endure the severe pain, and leaped forward. At the same time, he turned and looked back while he was flying. At the same time, he shouted, "You are..."

However, without waiting for him to ask, Lu Ping's water whip had already been swung over for the second time, Ao Wushuang's expression changed, and an ice shield had appeared in front of him.

"Snapped!"

There was another crisp sound, and the entire ice shield suddenly added an inch deep whip marks, and at the same time a huge force came from the ice shield, pushing Ao Wushuang's body that had just stopped again.

At this time, the demon Xiu in the valley was already shouting for Lu Ping and rushed forward, apparently to help Ao Wushuang, but what they didn't see was a smile of conspiracy on Lu Ping's mouth.

Just when the three middle-stage demon repairers rushed to Ao Wushuang first and protected him behind him, he saw Lu Ping's solemn expression, his hands suddenly raised, and he shouted: "Get up!"

All the demon cultivators running in front of Ao Wufang felt his body sinking suddenly, and when he looked up, he didn't know when there was a huge 9th-Rank white jade lotus in the space above his head.

The lotus slowly rotates in the sea above the heads of all the demon cultivators, each petal is shining with white aura, and the lines of spiritual patterns are shining in the lotus, forming a mysterious pattern.

Ao Wushuang broke free from the demon cultivator's protection. He pointed to Lu Ping and shouted, "Human monk, kill him!"

The demon cultivator's expression under Ao Wu's hands was stern, and the two demon cultivators in the middle of the pill forging stage took the lead and slaughtered Lu Ping.

But seeing Lu Ping with a slight smile on his face, he whispered, "Dinghai!"

The white jade lotus hovering above everyone suddenly spewed out twelve huge pearls from the heart of the flower. The pearls flew around the valley under the sea. As Lu Ping’s words just fell, this piece of water in the valley was completely imprisoned, and there were so many in the valley. Demon Xiu couldn't move immediately. Two Demon Xiu who was about to rush towards Lu Ping flowed through the surface of their bodies in the water, but they could not break Lu Ping's imprisonment.

Lu Ping was quite satisfied with the power of his own magic weapon! Especially when Lu Ping used the Ninth-Rank White Jade Lotus as his natal map, and the Twelve Yuan Chenzhu finally perfected the Twelve Yuan Chen formation, Lu Ping's magic weapon was even more powerful.

When the Ninth-Rank White Jade Lotus Lotus was not used as the destiny pattern, the power of the Twelve Yuan Chenzhu was certainly strong, but every time Lu Ping's imperial envoy, he had to spend a lot of spiritual thoughts within the range of the Twelve Yuan Chenzhu. A Divine Sense Array was constructed inside to control the operation of the Twelve Yuanchen Array. Although its power was not small, the consumption of Lu Ping's Divine Sense and True Qi was really unbearable for Lu Ping.

Now with the 9th-Rank Bai Yulian as the core array, Lu Ping can easily control the twelve yuanchen array by spending his true essence and divine consciousness to activate the array. Although the consumed true essence and divine consciousness are compared to others’ natal magic weapons In terms of it, it is still a difference between heaven and earth, but for Lu Ping's vigorous true essence and overbearing spiritual thoughts far surpassing monks of the same rank, it is nothing, not to mention the power of the perfect Yuanchen formation is more powerful than before.

Lu Ping was in retreat on Huangli Island for five years, and then he practiced for one year to break through the fifth layer of forging alchemy in the place of Pill Pavilion inheritance. During this period of time, Lu Ping finally portrayed the fourth Dao in Chenzhu of Twelve Yuan. The treasure ban raised the twelve yuan Chenzhu to the level of the magic weapon of the spirit, but the nine-rank white jade lotus array still only depicts three treasure bans, so it is more difficult to upgrade the array than the twelve yuan Chenzhu, and Lu Ping also didn't have a suitable treasure in his hands.

Despite this, Lu Ping’s Ninth-Rank White Jade Lotus is a true flower king that has been nurtured for nine thousand years. Its quality is even higher than Lu Ping’s twelve Yuan Chen beads. Although it is not advanced as a magic weapon for spirits, But its power is no longer under Yuan Chenzhu.

Lu Ping’s magic weapon of life imprisoned four middle-grade alchemy monks of the same level in one fell swoop. The many demon cultivators who followed him were immediately scared and swiftly moved away. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned his head, he was suddenly shocked. A Fenglin whip curled up around his body, and then a big halberd slashed across, and the horse turned into two pieces.

The water whip in Lu Ping's hand also flicked, and the eyes of the two demonic cultivators who had just rushed towards him were full of fear. However, his body was unable to break through Lu Ping's confinement. He wanted to open his mouth and howl, but realized that his mouth was not. At the call, he felt his whole body lighten right after that, the heaven and the earth suddenly turned upside down, and then he lost his intuition.

Ao Wushuang, who was imprisoned by Lu Ping, saw with his own eyes that two of his subordinates were so easily killed by the magic weapon of the long whip in Lu Ping's hands. He was shocked and trembling. His eyes flashed sharply, one of them exuding whiteness and coldness. Suddenly the beads appeared from his chest, and a strange cold raged, and the sea horses that were confined by Lu Ping were frozen into ice.

Ao Wushuang's body shook, and the frozen sea horse was strangled into a pile of crushed ice by two cold swords that appeared behind Ao Wushuang, and Lu Ping's "Dinghai" supernatural power was broken.

However, Ao Wushuang had already been frightened by Lu Ping's previously understatement of killing two subordinates who were similar to him. He had already lost the courage to fight with Lu Ping, and then smashed it with the oddly cold orb at that moment. After Lu Ping was imprisoned, he turned and fled outside the valley.

"Ice Chizhu! Father, we must not let him escape!"

Among the three spirits, Lu Ling'er, who was the most naughty on weekdays, saw the white and misty orb suddenly shouted to Lu Ping, and at the same time, he leaned forward, intending to stop Ao Wushuang.

However, after all, Ao Wushuang is a master at the sixth level of Pill Forging, and there are very few enemies among the monks of the same rank. This is only because Lu Ping took the lead, and Ao Wushuang was already severely injured by two consecutive attacks with two whips. The power of Er Yuanchen's big formation made him guilty again, and he had already lost the courage to confront Lu Ping. If he hadn't had the odd cold orb in his body, he would have closed his eyes and waited for death.

But now Ao Wushuang is eager to escape, even if Lu Ling'er is the Bihai Spirit Snake, how could he be an opponent of the sixth-tier cultivator of Alchemy Pill, not to mention that Ao Wushuang's birth may not be much lower than the Bihai Spirit Snake.

Lu Ping heard Lu Ling'er's call, and with a move in his heart, he wanted to stop Ao Wushuang from fleeing. However, the only middle-stage alchemy cultivator who stood in front of Ao Wushuang was also after Ao Wushuang cracked Lu Ping's Dinghai magical power. Following the lifting of the imprisonment, now he has desperately killed Lu Ping in order for Ao Wushuang to escape.

Lu Ping reluctantly, the water whip in his hand danced into a ball, and the surrounding water was driven by the whip to form a wall of undercurrent surging water in front of Lu Ping, covering Ao Wushuang's escape with a posture of Demon Xiu looking at death. It made Lu Ping a lot of caution.

However, when the monk's flying sword pierced the water wall in front of Lu Ping, Demon Xiu felt that his long sword had entered a huge vortex, and the flying sword suddenly began to spin around involuntarily, letting the demon Xiu be angry. Drinking hard work, but still unable to regain control of Feijian.

Lu Ping was already waiting in front of the demon Xiu before Shui Youjian, and he was about to be killed. However, Lu Ping's expression changed. A blue light flashed in his chest, a little broken on one side. The flag suddenly appeared on top of Lu Ping's head, and then he heard a crackling sound. The flying sword that had almost lost control burst open. The fragments of the magic weapon flew around, dancing like a snake in the water wall. The water whip was hit by the magic weapon fragments, like a wounded loach, no longer agile before, the undercurrent in the water wall can no longer stop the scattering of the fragments, suddenly burst away, but the broken flag on Lu Ping's head is actually A jet of black light hung down, and all the fragments of the magic weapon that exploded were embedded in this light.

Lu Ping snorted coldly, not wanting that he was almost under the calculation of a demon repair, his face was so cold that he almost got a layer of frost, and he didn't even pick up the water whip that fell on the ground, but looked at him coldly. He grinned at his own monster monk.

A group of red light first appeared on Demon Xiu's chest, and then the whole body was dyed through with bright red light, like a cooked prawn.

This demon cultivator wanted to explode the golden core, obviously he was planning to die with Lu Ping!

However, at this moment, I heard the human monk who was close at hand snorting coldly: "Strike the god!"

Demon Xiu felt a cold in his chest, and then his body seemed to have lost all strength. When he looked down, a bowl-sized hole appeared in his chest for some time. Demon Xiu gave Lu Ping a desperate look, and then immediately. Fell to the ground.

Just between the lightning and the fire, a scream came, Lu Ling'er had been knocked into the air by Ao Wushuang with a pair of ice swords, and Ao Wushuang seized the way and fled.

Lu Qing and Lu Hai, who were blocking other demon repairs on the side, exclaimed at the same time, put down their opponents, and ran to the place where Lu Ling'er fell.

Lu Ping was furious, and an angry grunt suddenly burst in Ao Wushuang's mind~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Ao Wushuang screamed, and the speed of Feidou under his feet suddenly slowed down. Wushuang appeared behind him.

Ao Wushuang forcibly endured the pain that felt like a stabbing with a needle, and wanted to forcibly escape, but suddenly found that the surrounding sea had once again imprisoned him.

Ao Wushuang felt cold, knowing that he could no longer escape, and simply yelled: "You can't kill me. My father is Ao Yu, the patriarch of the Bingchi clan. I am the only descendant of the Bingchi clan. Kill me Not only my father wants to kill you, but also the entire North Sea Monster Race also wants to kill you..."

Before Ao Wushuang's words were finished, he heard a cold voice coming from behind: "Strike God!"

A crystal clear orb struck a long shadow in the sea, and hit Ao Wushuang.

Ao Wushuang opened his mouth to spit out the strange cold orb before hitting it, and immediately blocked the Yuanchen Orb in front of him. However, before he was happy, a series of severe pain buried his consciousness, and Ao Wushuang's body was already It was smashed by the other eleven Yuanchen beads.

With a "poof", the orb exuding the strange cold white mist fell on the ground.