Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit Chapter 1041: The Fall of the Great Monk (continued)

The poisonous flood technique seemed to have no resistance to the so-called mother liquor of the ten thousand poisonous pulp in his mouth. In order to survive, the great monks of the late stage of the dignity said that they should recognize Lu Ping as the master, and they were willing to be banned. Words come. M

If it’s someone else, that’s all, but this poisonous flood phase itself is an existence that has survived the second thunder tribulation, and the surging pure sun aura in the Fa is quite turbulent, it can’t be stopped, Lu Pianyang In addition to completely obliterating such an existence, there is no place to have the slightest trust in it.

The more this Poisonous Flood Dragon begs for forgiveness, the less Lu Ping dared to trust him. Who knows how many backhands this majestic monk has left behind. Once he bites his body, he doesn’t have the slightest bit of it. The grasp of it can be suppressed again.

At this time, Lu Ping didn't have time to think about the mother liquor of the poisonous scorpion in the poisonous flood, he just widened the space channel together with the bluestone pond containing the poisonous magma.

And this ten thousand poisonous syrup does not seem to have the weirdness that was just a taste of all kinds of poisons, or because of the earth-shattering of the poisonous skill of the poisonous dragon, it makes that pool of ten thousand poisonous syrups want to stop. In short, the toxins extracted from the poisonous flood phase did not condense into clouds and then turned into golden raindrops over the bluestone pool this time, but directly merged into the bluestone pool, and the surface of the poisonous slurry was visible to the naked eye. The visible speed rose rapidly.

"Do you think you can kill the old man like this?"

Looking at Lu Ping’s temptation to take a great monk into a slave, he couldn’t shake him, and the poisonous flood light suddenly went crazy: "The old man has been in the East China Sea all his life, and the ancestor Chunyang must be afraid of three points. Really think that the old man has lost his body, and you have restrained the poisonous magical powers and will let you slaughter?"

As soon as the voice fell, the pure sun aura of the poisonous flood face suddenly burned, and he broke free from the shackles of the bluestone pond ten thousand poisonous slurry, and at the same time pushed away the spirit of Lu Ping, who was burning with the phosphorous soul fire. Go, the wings flapped, and the Poisonous Flood Dragon Howling rushed towards the dragon that was hidden in the golden Qingyun and never revealed its true face.

Lu Ping snorted coldly and said: "Looking for a dead end!"

The golden Qingyun tumbling violently, the dragon's dynastic phase was eager to try it in Qingyun, obviously excited about the confrontation before the dynastic phase.

The poisonous flood magic phase burns pure Yang breath, making his own aura soar, but he also knows that this is a desperate method. Once the pure Yang Qi burns out, he will be beaten back to his original form immediately, even the magic phase. The cultivation base may not be able to keep.

But in this situation, if you don't work hard, you can only wait for death. The poisonous flood is a person who makes a big decision. There is no vague hesitation on this kind of life-critical matter.

However, just as the poisonous dragon was about to crash into Lu Ping's Faxiang Qingyun, a golden tail suddenly threw out of Qingyun and drew towards the poisonous dragon.

The poisonous waterfowl's wings vibrated, and the figure was lifted up. After avoiding the blow, a pair of giant claws suddenly protruded from the Qingyun above the head, and it happened to catch the poisonous waterfowl's eagle wings. The claws suddenly tugged, and amid the painful roar of the poisonous scorpion, one eagle's wing was completely torn apart, and the other was also torn apart.

The one-horned open mouth shot a snake letter soft sword, but saw a cloud of Qingyun turned over, and instantly submerged the soft sword, only vaguely saw the branches and forks like antlers sweeping in Qingyun. Later, there was a crisp sound, that soft sword seemed to want to entangle something in Qingyun, but in the end it was unsuccessful and was knocked back by a huge force.

The pure sun fire on the Poisonous Flood Dragon's Dharma Phase has become increasingly dim, and the Poisonous Flood Dragon has also become more anxious, but nowadays, it is not to say that it is half cheap, and even the truth of the opponent's Dharma Image is not seen.

The unicorn opened his mouth and sprayed the last bit of poisonous fire towards Faxiangqingyun. The golden Faxiangqingyun began to corrode and melt on a large scale the moment he encountered the venom.

But I saw a huge head of a strange flood suddenly protruding above the golden clouds. This head is so weird that it looks like a crocodile head but it has a pair of bull ears, two antlers on the head, and two antlers left by the mouth. Long carp whiskers and thick horsehair on the neck.

What kind of image is this? Isn't the four similar?

The strange dragon glanced indifferently towards the poisonous floodgate, and the poisonous floodgate's heart suddenly burst, as if the pressure that originated in the bloodline came down on him again.

The strange dragon spit out, and a clear sweet spring sprinkled from his mouth. The dissolving poisonous fire suddenly made a "chick" sound after encountering the sweet spring condensed by the strange flood with the original aura. A large amount of white haze rose up, and the poisonous fire of Poison Jiao was finally extinguished.

The Poisonous Flood Dragon's Faxiang was still waiting for some action, but he saw that a golden giant claw suddenly stretched out from the Faxiang Qingyun to grab his head.

The first reaction of the poisonous flood is to dodge. Unexpectedly, the whole body is imprisoned by a strange force. I look down at it, but I don't know when the countless auspicious clouds have turned into filaments, turning the body of the poisonous flood. Entangled.

Can still imprison him even when the poisonous flood magic phase burns his own pure yang aura. Obviously, this magical Qingyun also contains pure yang energy, and its richness is not inferior to the poisonous flood magic phase.

The series of accidents have left the Poisonous Flood Dragon's Faxiang no time for shock, and he can no longer move around, and can only watch the golden giant claws grow bigger and bigger in the sky, pressing against Faxiang's body.

A look of despair flashed through the eyes of the Poisonous Flood Dragon, two strange flames suddenly ignited from them, but the flames suddenly retracted, not continuing to burn on the surface of the Dharma, but Drill into the Dhamma.

Lu Ping's spiritual mind could clearly perceive that the inside of the Poisonous Flood Formation had been ignited by these two weird flames at this time, but the strange thing was that the surface of the Formation still maintained its original shape.

No good, this poisonous flood is going to explode!

Lu Ping made a squeak in his heart, but the giant claws of the dragon's form never slowed down the speed of suppression. At the same time, a ball flew out of Qingyun suddenly with a "poof". The golden giant claws that preceded the dragon's magic phase slammed on the top of the poisonous dragon's magic phase.

The poisonous scorpion method fell in response to the sound, and the black flame burning in the body suddenly dissipated, but soon there were signs of coalescence again.

The orb is the pure sun orb of the dragon's magic element. Seeing that the black flame condenses again, the pure sun orb suddenly rises and starts to rotate slowly before the eyes of the poisonous flood. The strands of black flames began to be absorbed by the Pearl of Pure Yang, and at the same time, the flames condensed in the Dharma phase began to slow down.

At this moment, the golden giant claw was finally pressed, and the poisonous flood was grasped by the dragon's claw on the top of the head and directly pressed down. The black flame burning in the body was finally completely suppressed.

"How is it possible, how is it possible, you can actually suppress the old man!"

The weak voice came from the suppressed Poisonous Flood Physician, but it still seemed to be in despair. Obviously he couldn’t believe that a great monk of the late stage would be defeated so miserably: "What the **** are you? People, who are you?"

Lu Ping didn’t pay attention at all. After the Pure Yang Pearl absorbed the black flames burning in the Dharma Phase, it still rotated before the suppressed Poisonous Flood Phase, and the strands of pure Yang Qi was removed from the Poisonous Floodgate by the Pure Yang Orb. The method is quite peeled off, and then adsorbed on the pearl of pure yang.

The Poisonous Flood Dragon's Phylogeny was still roaring, Lu Ping directly penetrated the Biphosphorous Fire Soul from the Poisonous Flood Dragon's Phylogen's Eyes, and started to burn the poisonous flood's magical spirit, and the roar of the poisonous Flood's Phantasy suddenly turned into a miserable cry.

"You can't kill me, the old man is the early leaves of the North League monk. As long as you can save the old man's life, the old man will definitely give you great benefits!"

Lu Ping didn’t know the identity of the Poisonous Flood Dragon. He was actually one of the three great monks in the North League. He was known as the ancestor of the early leaves of the East China Sea for his strange poisonous skills. The determination to completely obliterate the future troubles is even deeper.

As for the benefits that the early ancestors said, Lu Ping believes that this dignified late-stage great monk is indeed capable of doing it. At least losing another great monk in the Beimeng, which is in constant strife, will definitely fall into a precarious situation. At that time, the Beimeng will inevitably become a piece of fat among the wolves. If Lu Ping has an old horse who knows the way, he may be able to get the most benefit from the competition among the many sects!

However, no matter what Chu Ye said is true or false, Lu Ping would rather believe that these are false!

Because no matter how great the benefit is, it must be a life or enjoyment, Lu Ping is not willing to leave a little hidden danger by his side.

The pure-yang flame burning on the surface of the Poisonous Flood Dragon's Phylogeny has long been extinguished, and the voice of the ancestor Chu Ye's pleading pleading is getting lower and lower. The poisonous Flood Dragon's Phylogeny suppressed by the Dragon's Phylogeny must not have the slightest abnormal movement. Under the burning, even though Chu Ye Patriarch's divine mind had reached the pinnacle of the great monk of Faxiang, he could only gradually meet the fate of falling.

The poisonous flood magic phase gradually disintegrated and turned into a chaos again. The poison contained in it has long been absorbed by the ten thousand poisonous paste, and the Biphosphorous Soul Fire is still burning on it, and in Lu Ping’s divine mind~ IndoMTL.com~ The ancestor Chu Ye had long since disappeared, but Lu Ping still didn't dare to be careless. Who knows what life-saving cultivators can do.

This group of dharmic chaos is actually a dharmic soul, and it is the soul of dharma left by a great monk.

Lu Ping stretched out his hand to invite the exquisite wine cauldron, and ingested the spirit of the magical spirit into the wine cauldron. At the same time, he suspended the pure sun pearl in the wine cauldron and was continuously absorbed in the wine cauldron and melted into a mass of richness. Pure Yang Qi in Reiki.

Lu Ping thought for a while, and then covered the mouth of the exquisite wine cauldron with a ball of Bi-Phosphorus Soul Fire, so that every strand of the rich aura that emanates must be filtered by the Bi-Phosphorus Soul Fire, and then completely put it down Heart comes.

In a secluded alley, Lu Ping suddenly opened his eyes, but his face was suddenly red, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out of his mouth, and instantly corroded a bluestone slab on the ground after it fell on the ground. A big hole three inches deep.

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