Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit

Just as Feng Xudao of the Xuanling School had just reacted, he only heard a loud "click", and the blockade formation outside Xuanqi Island was shattered by the talisman inspired by Yao Yong.

Feng Xudao became angry and shouted: "Disciples, kill them for me."

As soon as the words fell, seven or eight disciples of the Profound Spirit School in the middle and late stages of hemolysis had seen cheapness and flew northward. At this moment, a shocking aura suddenly appeared in Xuanqi Island, the weather above Xuanqi Island. As if suddenly grasped, it suddenly became dark, and the water vapor in the air suddenly froze, turning into pieces of crystal snowflakes, and falling down, and a misty voice came, saying: "Which one are you going to kill?"

Feng Xudao seemed to have seen a ghost, and said in horror: "No, the disciples of the Xuanling Sect will quickly retreat, quickly retreat!"

After all, regardless of whether the disciples below responded or not, they turned into a cloud of light, turned their heads and ran away, and the other Profound Spirit Sect's Alchemists did not slow down at all, and turned into various escape lights to flee in the direction of the Southern Profound Spirit Sect.

At the moment when the Xuanling Sect real person retreated, two more auras rose to the sky, but the size was only the same as Qu Zhenren and the others.

The disciples of the Profound Spirit Sect below heard the words of the real people of the original faction. They were clever in their heads and immediately anointed the soles of their feet. The remaining dozens of morale cultivators rushed out of Xuanqi Island and chased them all the way, killing them. More than half.

The real person of the real spirit sect forging alchemy period above did not make a move, just watching the hemolysis stage disciples under the door chase and kill the monks of the profound spirit sect.

At this time, Hu Lili and others in the north had already been brought by Master Xuan Yong and Liu Xianchang.

When Yao Yong saw so many real people, he couldn't care about being excited, and said hurriedly, "I would like to ask all the real people to help Junior Brother Lu."

Liu Xianchang quickly scolded: "Don't be rude! Uncle Jiang has already gone to pick up Lu Ping."

Yao Yong and others saw the real Jiang Xuanlin who fought Feng Xudao from the Xuanling School in the Eguan Bo belt just now in the sky had disappeared.

Qu Zhenren’s character is straightforward, and said: "Little Liu, don't talk about them. These dolls are very good, especially this doll. They are very similar to the old man, um, very similar! Boy, what is your name and what exercises do you cultivate."

Yao Yong didn't know why Qu Zhenren asked him this, but he also knew that there were only benefits and no harm, so he honestly said: "The disciple's name is Yao Yong, and he is practicing the "Fire Tiger Roar of the Sky", one of the five true biography of this school."

Qu Zhenren's eyes lit up and said, "Is it the fire attribute? It's still the five true biography, not bad."

All the real people and Liu Xianchang knew that Qu Zhenren had the idea of ​​accepting disciples, and they didn't say anything, but Yao Yong couldn't help smiling at the bewildered.

At this time, Lu Ping has reached the point of life and death!

Lu Ping was hiding on a coral reef island fifty miles away from the west of Xuanqi Island. Since Xuanqi Island’s guardian formation is now activated, if you want to introduce the sound transmission sword into the island, you must also make sure that you don’t Intercepted by the black forging real person of the Xuanling Sect, he can only activate it at close range.

Lu Ping recorded the plan of himself and the others in the magic sword, injected enough mana into the magic sword, and after activating, watching the magic sword fly in the direction of Xuanqi Island, Lu Ping turned and flew quickly to the west.

When Lu Ping had just flew five miles away, he found a magic sword flashing to the northwest. Lu Ping knew that this must be a team of monks searching for himself and others before the monks of the Xuanling faction informed him.

However, what Lu Ping didn't know was that at this time there were three teams, fifteen monks, led by three monks from the late hemolysis stage, and they rushed towards him.

The monks coming from the direction of Xuanqi Island followed Lu Ping, the monks in the northwest direction turned to the south, and the group of monks in the south turned to the northwest. Lu Ping had to face the three groups of monks in the western waters of Xuanqi Island. Containment.

Just when Lu Ping saw the Xuanling Sect's sound transmission magic sword heading northwest, and wondering if he wanted to change its direction, he saw two Xuanling Sects standing in the air on the sea two or three miles away in front of him. Monk in costume.

There is no obstruction on the endless sea. In a clear weather, you can see the surface of the sea several miles away, not to mention the monks with magical powers.

Two monks of the Profound Spirit Sect saw Lu Ping and smiled: "I was going to chase the hemolysis master of the True Spirit Sect, but they came across such a fish that slipped through the net. Instead, I wanted my brothers and brothers to kill the chicken with a sledgehammer. "

Lu Ping saw the mana rolling over their bodies, and there was a faint spirit hovering above their heads. Knowing that the two were monks in the middle of hemolysis, he was shocked at the moment. It seems that the Xuanling faction has changed its search method and is no longer a team of five. Collectively searched.

As Lu Ping thought, after the Xuanling faction search team determined the range in the western waters of Xuanqi Island, due to the narrowing of the search range, each team was split up to lead the late hemolysis monk. Formed into one team, the remaining four monks in the mid-hemolysis period were divided into two teams.

The Xuanling Sect is confident that even if the two cultivators in the mid-hemolysis stage work together, even if they lose to the late-stage cultivators of the True Spirit Sect, they can be entangled temporarily and wait until other cultivators come to support them.

The two hemolysis cultivators of the Xuanling Sect were obviously lucky, but they didn't know that the hemolysis cultivator in front of them was the advanced hemolysis master of the True Spirit Sect considered by the Xuanling Sect.

The Xuanling faction lost a total of ten hemolytic first- and second-tier monks in the clean-up operation in the waters of Xuanqi Island, together with the two monks whose mana was abolished. ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ among them, they died in Lu Ping's hands. There are six.

Lu Ping could see the two people in front of him, without saying anything, it was a water wave rising from the sea, turning into two anacondas and entwining them towards the Xuanling faction.

One of the cultivators of the Xuanling School snorted and said, "Small bugs!" As the sleeves were waving, a breeze blew on his face, and Lu Ping's two anacondas were fanned into a shower of water.

As soon as the monk was about to close up his sleeves, Lu Ping’s Feiyan Sword had already been cut, and only a "poof" sound was heard, followed by another "pouch" sound, and the Feiyan sword was already affected by this. The man rolled back with his sleeves.

Lu Ping felt that his flying sword was pierced into layers of unstrengthened cotton. Just now he felt a dull feeling of strength and nowhere, his flying sword had been thrown back.

Lu Ping didn't know that the monk who used the sleeves in front of him was even more surprised than Lu Ping. Seeing a two-inch-long hole in the sleeves, the monk couldn't help being furious. The sleeves of this middle-level magical weapon were spent by himself. It was refined with a lot of strength, and it was very similar to the exercises he had practiced. It usually confronts others. There are few opponents in the same level. Now it is cut by a small hemolytic layer of monk. Not to mention the spirit stone that lost a large amount of repaired artifacts, I am afraid that the fellow monks will make fun of it in the future.

The monk was about to spread his anger on Lu Ping, but suddenly found that Lu Ping had turned and fled towards the north sea.

The two were about to catch up, but they saw Lu Ping took a talisman from his arms and patted them on his body. Lu Ping's retreat suddenly turned into a stream of water, and disappeared in the blink of an eye against the sea facing the north.

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