Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit Chapter 788: Goodbye bloodstone
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The water net under Lu Ping's cloth was broken several times under the impact of the white mist. Seeing that the water net was about to break, Lu Ping moved towards the broken water belt, and an aura of strange dragon shook his head and waved his tail. Above the white mist. --
The strange dragon hovered around, roaring towards the objects in the white mist below, and plunged into it. The white mist suddenly rolled and rolled, but Lu Ping didn’t know what was happening. Shennian was encountering Bai When it was foggy, it was isolated, and it could only be sensed by using the Qing Jiao Nao Hai Jue.
What is in it?
Lu Ping's subordinates did not dare to neglect the slightest, only seeing the opponent so easily broke Lu Ping's water control technique in half, and Lu Ping knew that the opponent's strength was still falling in the hands of Lu Ping's ancestors like Qinxue. Above the Buddhist monks.
The white mist billowed, Lu Ping's eyes drifted away, and his subordinates' movements suddenly stagnated. A piece of golden scales flashed in front of Lu Ping's eyes, and then was submerged by the tossing mist. It seemed that something was hidden in the white mist. In the process of shaking with Lu Ping summoned the green water bird, his feet were accidentally exposed.
Lu Ping immediately lit the Shuangfei Sword, and the Qiushui Yiren Sword flew on both sides of Lu Ping, and the tip of the sword pointed far away in the direction where the white mist was rolling.
At this time, Lu Ping had already noticed that the Green Jiao he had put in the white mist had fallen in a battle with the things hidden in it.
With a flick of Lu Ping's fingers, a stream of water stretched forward, and then it turned into a slender long sword. The long stream sword flew high. On the opposite side of the Shuangfei sword, the tip of the sword also pointed to the white mist.
The long chants from the white mist revealed the meaning of death and excitement. Lu Ping could perceive that the green dragon had reached the end of the crossbow at this time, and the existence hidden in the white mist had already been dismantled. Tired, if it weren't for a spell summoned by Lu Ping with supernatural powers, these injuries would have been close to death.
Lu Ping pointed to the void on the other side. The air there seemed to flash blue, but when he looked closely, there was nothing.
Four flying swords were hung around the stone mansion, and the sword tips pointed at the white mist. At this moment, the sound of disintegration suddenly heard from the white mist, and a piece of rain sprinkled out of the white mist, pattering towards the white mist. Falling into the stone mansion under the entrance of the cave.
Lu Ping pinched the tactics with both hands, then his hands snapped together, and he shouted: "Hey!"
The four flying swords hanging around the white mist shined brightly, and countless sword shadows were stripped from the four flying swords. After a short time, all of the entire stone mansion was captured by the flying swords. It was flooded, leaving only a space where the white mist was located. All the sword shadows pointed their sword tips at the white mist. The sharp sword light and cold air gradually rose in the stone mansion, turning into murderous intent at any time.
The existence hidden in the white mist seems to be aware of the incomparable killing intent displayed by Lu Ping’s four flying swords. The white mist that originally rolled like boiling water seems to have calmed down at this time, as if thinking or hesitating What's going on.
At this time, Lu Ping suddenly felt a sinking on his shoulders. Linglong was already sitting on it, and looked at the white mist in the distance. Linglong stretched out her hand to her mouth and spit out a blood-red gem. When he arrived at Lu Pianping, he said, "Here, this is what was left when the strange lizard was refined just now!"
The gem is only slightly larger than the fingernail, but Lu Ping can tell at a glance that this blood-red gem is the same material as the blood-red stone that Lu Ping had obtained from the fallen dense land.
Lu Ping was slightly pleased. He was about to reach out to take the gem, but suddenly heard an angry roar in the white mist. The white mist who was confronting Lu Ping's sword formation suddenly rushed towards Lu Ping. A cloud of white mist suddenly pulled into a regular cloud strip.
A golden claw steeply deep in the white mist and grabbed the blood-colored gem in Lu Ping's hand. Lu Ping also guessed from the scales and half of the claws exposed during the shaking of the white mist that there seemed to be snakes in the white mist. body of.
Because of this bloodstone?
A thought flashed in Lu Ping's heart, and he shouted: "Good come!"
One-handed tactics, a clear drink: "Gather!"
Four flying swords unite from four directions to form a huge sword net, in which countless sword shadows shuttle back and forth, like a huge meat grinder, no matter how strong you are, wait for the sword formation here. Down, will also be exhausted to deal with ubiquitous attacks, in the end the true essence is exhausted and only fall away.
Lu Ping is the most familiar with the sword tactics of all rivers, the longest time in researching, the most powerful but far from reaching the highest level of swordsmanship magical powers!
Even though Lu Ping had the potential to rise to the supreme swordsmanship by Lu Ping after several chances and coincidences, Lu Ping could still feel that the depth and depth of the Sword Art of the Great Jiangdong is far from that of the Great Jiangdong Sword Art. Comparable, even if it is the supreme swordsmanship supernatural power passed down by the Yingtian faction for a long time, the anti-yingtian swordsmanship, after achieving the supreme supernatural powers, may not be as good as the Shanghai Nabaichuan swordsmanship.
In Lu Ping’s view, this sword tactic can only be summarized in five words when it has been practiced to the extreme depth. That is "one sword breaks ten thousand tactics"!
In the beginning, in order to pursue the power of the magical power of swordsmanship, Lu Ping had prematurely practiced the Heiner Baichuan Sword Art to the level of great magical powers, but after all, he took a detour. In the later period of Dan, there was not much improvement in Lu Ping's hands, but it only increased with the increase of Lu Ping's cultivation base.
It wasn't until Lu Ping helped the ancestors of the sky survive the second calamity that Lu Ping realized that there was a problem with his swordsmanship. It took decades to realize that it was only now that he was making the mistake of navigating the sword. Gradually correct it.
Lu Ping Xiu was just promoted. It was just when he wanted to find an opponent to verify his own strength. Seeing that the existence in the white mist could break Lu Ping's great magical water control technique so easily, he naturally came. Interest is going to fight.
The existence in the white mist seems to be able to perceive the power of Lu Ping’s magical powers of swordsmanship. The slender cloud swaying its tail, a wave of mysterious power radiates to the surroundings, sweeping the shadows of the sword moving around. Open, froze to resist Lu Ping's magical swordsmanship.
Where is it so easy!
Lu Ping circled his hands and shouted in a deep voice: "Turn!"
The sword shadows that were originally shuttled around were arranged into a weird shape. With Lu Ping's loud shout, countless sword shadows seemed to have been trained as an army under the command of an arm, and they patted neatly. The formation began to slowly rotate around the white mist.
With the rotation of the sword shadow, the huge sword formation began to shrink gradually. Countless sword shadows attacked the existence in the white mist but they all retreated with one blow, making the white mist tired but unable to get rid of it. The sword formation strangling, there were bursts of angry roars in the white mist, but they were still helpless to Lu Ping.
Lu Ping’s face became more solemn, and he could feel that his swordsmanship could cause great pain to the existence in the white mist, but Lu Ping could not tell from the surface of the white mist whether he caused it. Hurt.
"You and suppress its spirituality, and then I will weaken him!"
Linglong, who was sitting on Lu Ping's shoulders, said suddenly.
Lu Ping was startled, and said: "You? Didn't you say that this thing has become spiritual, and it is difficult to weaken it with the magical power of the spirit?"
Linglong has an expression that really can't communicate with you, and said: "Can't this girl be able to judge mistakes?"
Lu Ping had a speechless expression, but he could hear Linglong in his ears: "Although this thing has become spiritual, it is similar to the four previous aura behemoths. At first, it was spawned by magical spells. It was not It is a natural growth, so this spirituality is possible if it is possible. It is only because the great magical powers that used magical powers to generate these spiritual veins were against the sky. This makes this thing capable of controlling so powerfully under such low spirituality. The magical powers of the world, this is incredible!"
Lu Ping had already made some absurd inferences about the existence of the white mist, but he didn't say much, just according to Linglong, a golden cloud condensed in the sky, and then pattered with golden raindrops. Then fell into the white mist.
The tactic of moving clouds and spreading rain, and Lu Ping's medium to use this magical power is Wan Poison!
Similar to the previous existence in the white mist, because of Lu Ping’s altitude Baichuan sword art, the long chants contained infinite anger, this time when the golden raindrops fell into it, it was fearful. Roar.
Linglong sat on Lu Ping's shoulders and her feet dangling proudly and said: "Look, I said yes! It's just that you don't seem to be right with the ten thousand poisonous pulp!"
The best way to annihilate spirituality is naturally a spiritual attack!
When the existence in the white mist was beaten by Lu Ping’s Xingyun Buyu Art, after Lu Ping advanced to the 9th level of the forging pill, the more horizontal divine consciousness squeezed towards the white mist with the momentum of Mount Tai. The pressure broke through the white mist's isolation effect on divine consciousness in one fell swoop.
Suddenly a desperate roar came from the white mist, and Lu Ping's expression suddenly changed.
Linglong, who was already ready to go, saw that Lu Ping’s face changed drastically, and he didn’t care about asking the reason. He clasped his arms around him, and the huge wine cauldron was immediately held in his arms, and then the wine cauldron spoke to him. Corrected the direction where Bai Wu was located~IndoMTL.com~The Spiritual Transformation Power was activated immediately.
The existence in the white mist is struggling sharply, but the huge vortex formed by countless sword shadows is firmly bound in place, and the existence in the white mist seems to become more and more after Lu Ping’s divine mind invaded it. The fragility, under the illumination of Linglong's magical power, had to let out an increasingly desperate and weaker roar.
The overall situation has been determined, and Lu Ping breathed a long sigh of relief, his previously changed face still with a hint of inexplicable color.
"Why, what did you see? What is that thing, it is so concealed that people can't touch it."
"It's okay. Maybe the great supernatural power who created this existence didn't know its image well, or he only knew the scale and half of his claws and then imagined it out of thin air."
"What do you mean, what's not clear, your spirit invaded the white mist, what is inside?"
Lu Ping turned around and said with a curious and stern face: "You still don't want to know!" Please come to see the first release without ads--
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