Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit

Chapter 1041: The Fall of the Great Cultivator (Continued)

The poisonous flood dragon dharma face seemed to have no power to resist the so-called mother liquid of ten thousand poisons in his mouth. The great monk in the later stage of the dignified dharma is said to recognize Lu Ping as the master and is willing to be banned in order to survive. m

It's fine if it's someone else, but this poisonous dragon dharma phase itself is an existence that has survived the second thunder calamity. Apart from completely obliterating it, how can existence dare to have the slightest trust.

The more this poisonous dragon begs for mercy, the more Lu Ping dare not trust him. Who knows how many underdogs this majestic Dharma monk still has. Squeeze it down again.

At this time, Lu Ping didn't have time to think about what was going on with the mother liquid of the poisonous jelly in the mouth of the poisonous jellyfish, so he just widened the space channel with the bluestone pool containing the ten thousand poisonous jelly.

And this Ten Thousand Poisons seems to have lost the weirdness of the previous one, which was just a taste of all kinds of poisons, or because the Poison Dragon Faxiang's poison kungfu really cultivated so earth-shattering that the pool of Ten Thousand Poisons couldn't be stopped. This time, the toxin extracted from the poisonous jellyfish did not condense into clouds over the bluestone pool and then turned into golden raindrops, but directly merged into the bluestone pool. quickly rose up.

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

Seeing that Lu Ping couldn't be shaken by the temptation to take a big Dharma monk as a slave, the poisonous dragon Dharma suddenly became crazy: "I have been traveling across the East China Sea all my life, even the ancestor Chunyang would be afraid of seeing it, I really think that this old man If you lose your body, and you have restrained your poisonous supernatural powers, will you slaughter me?"

As soon as the words fell, the pure yang aura of the poisonous dragon's body suddenly burned, and he broke free from the shackles of the poisonous slurry in the Qingshichi, and at the same time pushed away Lu Ping's divine sense, which was burning with the jade phosphorous soul fire, and his wings As soon as he shook, the Poisonous Jiao Fa Xiang howled and rushed towards Long Zhi Fa, who had never been able to reveal his true colors hidden in the golden Qingyun.

Lu Ping snorted coldly and said, "You're looking for your own death!"

The golden Qingyun rolled violently, and the Dharma Aspect of the Dragon was eager to try in Qingyun, obviously very excited about the face-to-face confrontation with this Dharma Aspect before.

The poisonous dragon's dharma form burned the pure yang aura, which made his aura skyrocket, but he also knew that this was a desperate method. Once the pure yang aura was burned out, he would be beaten back to his original shape immediately, even at the dharma phase. They may not be able to keep it.

But in this situation, if you don't try your best, you can only wait for death. The Poison Dragon Dharma Primer is a person who makes great decisions, and he will not hesitate at all in such life-threatening matters.

However, just when the poisonous dragon was about to crash into Lu Ping's Faxiang Qingyun,

A golden tail suddenly flung out from Qingyun, and drew towards the poisonous flood dragon.

The poisonous dragon fluttered its wings, and its body was taller. It escaped the blow, but unexpectedly, a pair of giant claws suddenly protruded from the Qingyun above its head, just in time to grab a pair of eagle wings of the poisonous dragon. Tear, amidst the painful roar of the poisonous dragon, one eagle wing was completely torn off, and the other was also torn apart.

The single horn opened its mouth and shot out a Snake Letter soft sword, but saw a mass of Qingyun rolling over beside it, instantly submerging the soft sword, and only faintly saw something like antlers sweeping across the Qingyun, " Clank!" With a crisp sound, the soft sword seemed to be trying to wrap itself around something in Qingyun, but in the end it failed and was knocked back by a huge force.

The pure yang fire on the poisonous dragon's body has become increasingly dimmer, and the poisonous dragon has become more and more anxious, but now, not to mention getting half a cent, he has not even seen the true face of the opponent's palmistry.

The unicorn opened its mouth and sprayed out the last mouthful of natal poison fire towards Faxiang Qingyun, and the golden Faxiang Qingyun began to be corroded and melted on a large scale the moment it encountered the venom.

But seeing a huge monster's head suddenly protruding from the sky above the golden auspicious clouds, this head looks so weird, it looks like a crocodile head but it has a pair of cow ears, two antlers on top of the head, and two long slits around the mouth Carp whiskers, and this thick horsemane above the neck.

What kind of Dharma appearance is this, four different images?

The strange dragon glanced indifferently at the poisonous dragon's Faxiang, and the poisonous dragon's Faxiang's heart twitched, as if the previous coercion from the blood had descended on him again.

The strange dragon opened his mouth and spit out, a stream of clear sweet spring poured out from his mouth. The melting poisonous fire immediately made a "chi chi" sound after encountering a mouthful of sweet spring condensed by the strange dragon's original energy, and a large amount of white The haze rose up, and the poisonous fire of the poisonous dragon's life was finally extinguished.

The Poisonous Dragon Faxiang was still waiting to make a move, but saw that Faxiang Qingyun suddenly stretched out a giant golden claw towards his head.

The poisonous dragon's first reaction was to dodge. Unexpectedly, his whole body was imprisoned by a strange force. He looked down, but he didn't know when countless auspicious clouds had turned into filaments, entwining the poisonous dragon's body. .

Being able to imprison him even though the poisonous dragon dharma phase burns its own pure yang aura, it is obvious that the dharma phase Qingyun also contains pure yang aura, and its richness is not inferior to that of the poisonous dragon dharma phase.

The series of accidents had already left the Poisonous Dragon Faxiang no time to be shocked, he could no longer move his whole body, he could only watch the giant golden claw getting bigger and bigger in the sky, pressing down on Faxiang's body.

A look of despair flashed in the eyes of the Poisonous Dragon's Dharma, and two strange flames suddenly ignited from the eyes, but the flames suddenly retracted, instead of continuing to burn on the surface of the Dharma, they turned towards the inside of the Dharma. Drill away.

Lu Ping's divine sense could clearly perceive that the inside of the Poisonous Dragon Dharma Form had been ignited by these two strange flames, but it was strange that the surface of the Dharma Form still maintained its original shape.

Not good, this poisonous dragon dharma is about to explode!

Lu Ping thumped in his heart, but the giant claws of the dragon's dharma figure never slowed down the speed of suppression. At the same time, a ball suddenly flew out from Qingyun, with a "poof", before the dragon The giant golden claws of Dharma Xiang hit the top of the poisonous dragon Dharma Xiang's head.

The poisonous flood dragon fell down in response, and the black flames burning in his body dispersed immediately, but soon there were signs of agglomeration again.

That ball was the pure yang pearl of the dragon's dharma form. Seeing the black flame condense again, the pure yang bead floated up immediately, and began to slowly rotate in front of the eyes of the poisonous dragon's dharma form. The black flames began to be absorbed by the Pearl of Pure Yang, and at the same time, the flames condensed in the Faxiang body also began to slow down.

At this moment, the giant golden claws finally pressed down, and the poisonous dragon dharma form was caught on the top of the head by the dragon's dharma phase, and the black flame burning in the body was finally suppressed completely.

"How is it possible, how is it possible, you were able to suppress this old man!"

A weak voice came from the body of the suppressed Poisonous Dragon Dharma Xiang, but it still seemed hysterical. Obviously, he couldn't believe that he, a dignified Dharma Master in the late stage, would lose so badly: "Who the hell are you? Who is it?"

Lu Ping ignored it at all, the pure yang pearl absorbed the burning black flame in the dharma body and still rotated in front of the suppressed poisonous dragon dharma, and the strands of pure yang energy were absorbed by the pure yang bead from the poisonous dharma. Peel off, and then be adsorbed on the Pearl of Pure Yang.

The poisonous dragon dharma was still roaring, Lu Ping directly shot the Jade Phosphorus fire soul into the eyes of the poisonous dragon dharma, and began to burn the poisonous dragon dharma's divine sense, the roar of the poisonous dragon dharma suddenly turned into a miserable howl.

"You can't kill me. This old man is Chuye, a cultivator of the Northern Alliance. As long as you can keep this old man alive, this old man will definitely give you great benefits!"

Lu Ping didn't know the identity of this Poisonous Flood Dragon's Dharma Xiang. Hearing that this person is actually one of the three major monks of the Northern League, the Chuye Patriarch who is famous in the East China Sea for his strange poisonous magic powers, he couldn't help but completely obliterate him in his heart. The determination to leave future troubles has deepened.

As for the benefits mentioned by the ancestor Chu Ye, Lu Ping believes that this dignified late-stage monk is indeed capable of achieving it. At least losing another monk in the Northern League, which is in constant internal strife, will definitely fall into a precarious situation. The Northern League will inevitably become a piece of fat among the pack of wolves. If Lu Ping has an old horse who knows the way to guide him, he may be able to gain the greatest benefit in the competition among the many sects!

But no matter what Chu Ye said is true or not, Lu Ping would rather believe that these are all false!

Because no matter how great the benefits are, they must be enjoyed, and Lu Ping is not willing to keep the slightest hidden danger by his side.

The pure yang flame burning on the surface of the poisonous dragon's dharma has already been extinguished, and the voice of the ancestor Chuye's begging is getting lower and lower. , even though the ancestor Chuye's divine sense has reached the peak of the Dharma monk, he can only gradually meet the fate of falling.

The poisonous dragon's dharma phase gradually disintegrated and turned into a mass of chaos again. The poison contained in it had already been absorbed by the ten thousand poison paste, and the jade phosphorous soul fire was still burning on it. It had already disappeared, but Lu Ping still didn't dare to be careless in the slightest. Who knows what other methods these big monks have to save their lives.

This group of Dharma Chaos is actually a group of Dharma Soul, and it is the Dharma Soul left by a Dharma Master.

Lu Ping stretched out his hand to summon the Linglong wine cauldron, absorbed the soul of this group of Dharma into the wine cauldron, and at the same time suspended the pearl of pure yang over the wine cauldron, absorbing it continuously in the wine cauldron, being melted and transformed into clusters of rich aura. Pure Yang Qi.

Lu Ping thought for a while, and then covered the mouth of the Linglong wine cauldron with a ball of Jade Phosphor Soul Fire, so that every ray of rich aura would be filtered by the Jade Phosphor Soul Fire, and he was completely relieved.

In a secluded alley, Lu Ping suddenly opened his eyes, but his face turned red suddenly, a mouthful of black blood spewed out from his mouth, and immediately after falling on the ground, it corroded the bluestone slab on the ground three inches deep. big hole.

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