Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit

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The Secret Technique of Crossing the Sea can conceal the revenge eager and greatly impaired Shui Wuhuan, but Zhang Xiyi cannot conceal it.

Just after Lu Ping removed his figure, Zhang Xiyi’s sharp blade storm had already slashed towards an empty place in the void.

The golden scale sword appeared abruptly in the void, and the great magical power of the Hundred Rivers Sword Art was activated, and the entire void turned into a golden ocean, facing Zhang Xiyi's sharp blade storm in the sky with layers of golden sparks, and the crackling sounds like fried beans one after another. , Attracted the attention of all the cultivators in the Alchemy Period within a few miles

However, Zhang Xiyi's Blade Storm has risen to the level of a magic weapon for nourishing spirits after the two-edged blades are unified. Although the Golden Scale Sword has reached the peak quality of the psychic magic weapon, after all, it still only condenses the six treasures, plus Lu Ping's strength. Slightly weak, Zhang Xiyi was half-finished, but Lu Ping’s great swordsmanship was destroyed by a sharp blade storm.

Despite this, Zhang Xiyi’s blade storm has been weakened a lot.

However, at this time, Lu Ping ignored Zhang Xiyi's weakened Blade Storm attack. Instead, he spoke with words in his mouth, and then a deafening explosion of thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.

At the same time, Shui Wuhuan's hookah yarn just stirred the water image left by Lu Ping into a ball of spray, and his expression of shock was awakened by the thunder in the sky. When he looked up, his face was already covered with a mixture of panic and terror.

A colorful thunder light with the thickness of a bucket opened up a winding channel in the air, but in the end it fell towards the top of Shui Wuhuan’s head.

Lu Ping did not dare to sacrifice the Qibao Thunder Gourd in full view. However, after the Qibao Thunder Gourd had condensed three psychic treasures in a row, although Lu Ping had not had time to use the corresponding heaven and earth wonders to enhance the power of the Qibao Thunder Gourd, this The magical power of the seven treasures of the time, the combination of the seven thunders, the gourd and the seven thunders, is still far more powerful than the ordinary magical powers.

Blade Storm cut the mysterious ice shield outside Lu Ping to pieces in one fell swoop, and the water curtain under the water control flag became dim. It was about to be broken, but suddenly a snow-white lotus flower appeared under Lu Ping’s feet. The nine-stage flower blooms, and every petal is in full bloom, there will be six energetic auras floating from the petals into the water curtain of the water-controlling flag

Even though the blade storm frantically cuts the water curtain that the water control flag hangs, it seems that only the last thin layer of light can completely kill Lu Ping under the double blades, but this last layer of light seems to be thin. The curtain is always as tough as iron, and it keeps Zhang Xiyi's magical powers out of the body.

Zhang Xiyi reluctantly withdrew the magic weapon. At this time, he had tried his best. No matter how much he did, he could not pose a threat to Lu Ping in a hurry. He could only glance at the real person Shui Wuhuan below with a little regret, but he just heard the real person Shui Wuhuan. A sorrowful scream spread throughout the entire cold Iceland

Suddenly a layer of blue mist appeared on the head of the real person Shui Wuhuan who was too late to take back the magic treasure of his life. The green mist formed a five-foot-thick ice on the head of the real person Shui Wuhuan just after it formed.

Lu Ping looked surprised. This layer of blue fog was obviously a kind of ice monster collected from an ice layer that had been formed for more than three to five thousand years. This ice monster was of higher quality than the profound ice monster Lu Ping had once obtained on cold Iceland. Much higher, just suitable for Lu Ping's Qibao Thunder Gourd, which is used to condense advanced psychic magic weapons.

However, the hard ice formed by this layer of ice is far unable to withstand Qibao Thunder Gourd’s seven thunders combined with a great magical thunder technique. The hard ice was exploded by the lightning, and amidst the inhuman screams of the real Shui Wuhuan, The colorful thunder light split the half of the real person Shui Wuhuan into charred black

However, this level of trauma is far from killing Shui Wuhuan. Although Shui Wuhuan with blue smoke on her body has been severely injured, she is still sane, and the flashing light under her feet is going to the side of the hookah pavilion. Escape from the camp

At this moment, Zhang Xiyi was not happy to die, and the double-edged attack again, volleying towards Luping from the left and right directions, with the intention of preventing Lu Ping from intercepting Shui Wuhuan.

However, a small boat suddenly appeared under Lu Ping's feet. The small boat disappeared in the sky. Zhang Xiyi was in a daze, but the two blades rushed into the air.

"Isn't Yueyangzhou the magic weapon used by the ancestor of the True Spirit School to fly away? How could it be in his hands?"

Zhang Xiyi muttered to himself, a bad premonition seemed to become clearer in his mind

Seeing that she is getting closer and closer to the Hookah Pavilion's camp, Shui Wuhuan has already lost his previous thoughts of revenge and hatred at this time. There is only one thought at this time, and that is to escape. Let's escape first.

Seeing the oncoming monk from the hookah pavilion, the joy of surviving suddenly rose in Shui Wuhuan's heart. However, at this time, her dark and unwilling face did not show the slightest twitch, and she saw the oncoming people. The eyes of the Shisha Pavilion masters and sisters were suddenly full of anger, and a few others shouted

"this is……"

The real person Shui Wuhuan awakened in an instant. When he barely looked up, he saw a big silver jade seal descending from the sky, and the word "landslide" was engraved on the place of the big seal.

The survival of the real person Shui Wuhuan exploded his final potential. He lifted his hands up, and the whole body was retrograde. The half of the body that had already turned into coke was continuously disintegrating with black powder, and the other half of the body was still intact. The body is constantly cracking blood from the surface of the skin

However, the landslide at this time is no longer an ordinary magic weapon, but a condensed psychic magic weapon forbidden by two psychic treasures. Even though the real Shui Wuhuan who was seriously injured has reversed his true essence, he is still a man’s arm as a car.

The iron mark that fell violently smashed the real Shui Wuhuan into a pile of fleshy mud, and a well-known monk on the eighth floor of the Hookah Pavilion fell.

The landslide flew back, turning into a palm size and fell into the hands of Lu Ping, who came afterwards.

The cultivators at the hookah were enthusiastic and came to besiege Lu Ping. Lu Ping was taken aback. At this time, after a series of battles, even though he had conspired to take advantage of Shui Wuhuan in the battle with Zhang Xiyi, the series of battles ended. It also made Lu Ping's spirit a bit exhausted. It was not that Lu Ping’s true essence was ineffective. After smelting one part of Xuanyuan heavy water and two parts of ten thousand second jade dew in the late stage of advanced forging pill, Lu Ping’s true essence in his body can only be used at this time. It’s not human to describe it. Although this battle is fierce, it’s still too far away from the exhaustion of the true essence.

It’s just this mental exhaustion that made Lu Ping feel war-weary for a while, so before the hookah pavilion was outflanked, the transoceanic boat at Lu Ping’s feet had already turned into a streamer, jumped out of the encirclement, and returned to the mysterious ice formation.

Lu Ping turned to look at Zhang Xiyi on the other side, wondering why he would allow himself to return to the profound ice formation without making any interception, but immediately Lu Ping was attracted by the situation of the True Spirit faction after the profound ice formation. force

Lu Ping and Zhang Xiyi fought a battle and killed the veteran Shisha Pavilion late cultivator Shui Wuhuan in full view, which greatly boosted the morale of the True Spirit faction. When Lu Ping returned to the Xuanbing formation, Xuanzhu Xuanhui, Zhang Xuanbei, Xuan Yu, and Li Xuanru five advanced three generations of disciples who have just advanced to the late stage of forging alchemy, under the leadership of Xuan Ju, rushed out of the Xuanbing formation to block all the Shisha Pavilion monks who followed Lu Ping. Beyond the Xuanbing formation

In fact, this time the three-generation disciples of the True Spirit School together with Lu Ping, a total of six advanced alchemy, this was originally an achievement that surprised all the Beihai factions. In addition to the True Spirit School, the Xuanling School and other factions have also passed through the Phantom Spirit. The auction meeting in the city, but the gains of the various factions are far from comparable to those of the True Spirit School. According to the True Spirit School’s understanding, even with the help of the Crystal Palace, this time there are only three third-generation disciples advanced forging. It’s nothing more than the late Dan, far from being compared with the True Spirit School

Except for Lu Ping, these five people also performed quite well in this cold Icelandic war. They were able to compete with some of the second-generation disciples of other factions in the late forging period. However, the appearance of these five people originally caused various problems. Pai’s attention was completely robbed of the limelight by Lu Ping alone

However, Lu Ping’s radiance could not conceal the fact that the True Spirit faction fell into a disadvantage at this time and could only passively defend.

Although the True Spirit Sect previously used the protective ability of the mysterious ice shield to accidentally hit several cultivators of the late forging alchemy sect, Lu Ping even beheaded a cultivator of the late forging alchemy of the Canghai Sect and the waterless ring of the hookah pavilion. , There are also two cultivators in the middle of forging alchemy, but the number of cultivators of each faction is far from that of the True Spirit faction. After the initial panic, the factions finally regrouped. The True Spirit faction went out to seek opportunities to fight with the mysterious ice shield. Under the encirclement and suppression of various factions, they had to retreat to the profound ice formation and began to passively defend.

However, what worries the True Spirit faction is not only how long the Xuanbing Great Formation can sustain under the attack of various factions, but also the eleven Pharaoh ancestors fighting in the sky

Although the True Spirit Sect had the ancestor Guo Tianshan to join ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, the Xuanling Sect also hid Lin Xuqing, and the Xuanling Sect and the Canghai Sect always maintained the advantage of a monk of Dharma, and that is this one. The ancestor’s advantage, the spiritual power cloud map occupied by the True Spirit in the sky at this time has been reduced from one-third of the sky previously occupied to one-fourth.

"Haha, all fellow daoists of the True Spirit School, the Jade Sword School, and the Chongming School, at this point, do you still plan to resist? I think you should just leave Cold Iceland and save your own strength. Otherwise, once I wait for it to completely tear up You’ve broken your face, don’t blame me for waiting for my cruelty”

The voice of a middle-aged monk in the sky spread his voice throughout the cold Iceland with a trace of pride

"Oh"

A flat voice suddenly came from the direction of the teleportation formation behind the True Spirit Sect: "Are you Dong Guo? How cruel are you to my True Spirit Sect, can you try it on the old man first?"

Lu Ping was overjoyed. When everyone looked back, he saw a familiar figure that looked like an ordinary old man, without a trace of spiritual power fluctuations on his body, just taking a slow step into the air. Walked over