Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit

Chapter 1055: A Solitary Army Goes Deep

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"It's you!"

"It's you!"

Two exclamations sounded one after another, the first one was deeply hostile, and the second one was unbelievable!

These two people were Chu Haixuan and Chu Haiyan. As soon as the thin water and long flowing sword came out, the two of them naturally recognized that the person in front of them was the mysterious monk Lu Jiu who had rescued Chu Haiyan from the hands of the blood Shura in the Fallen Realm. m

However, at that time, Lu Jiu was full of monster aura, obviously he was a member of the monster clan, so why did he become a monk of the Beihai True Spirit Sect at this moment.

The reason why Lu Ping kept a low profile before was partly because he was afraid of being recognized by the two blue sea spirit snakes. After all, Lu Ping had other calculations in his rescue of Chu Haiyan before, but he was invited to fight by Yuwen Feixiang. After that, he couldn't care less about the calculation.

This time I am afraid it will backfire!

Lu Ping cupped his hands and smiled wryly, and said: "The two brothers Chu met again. I used Hua Yaozhuo to hide my identity in the Fallen Realm before. I'm really sorry!"

Chu Haixiao snorted coldly, and said, "I knew you had bad intentions, but you don't have to be so hypocritical!"

Chu Haiyan's expression was complicated, and he said: "Anyway, brother Lu did save my life, even if I concealed my identity as a human race, brother Lu is still my benefactor!"

Lu Ping smiled bitterly.

"Thousands of swords contending, good method!"

However, Qin Shijun laughed and said, "I heard that Junior Brother Wu highly praised Fellow Daoist Lu, but seeing him today is a well-deserved reputation. In today's invitation to fight, there are three people from each of the two races, but it is fair. We will not only compete for personal superiority, but also for racial superiority. , what do you guys think?"

The Yanling coffin shouted loudly: "Today's battle is just for fun, what race is there, anyway, it's all these poisonous Shuras, they can fight as they like, where did the rules come from, you human monks just don't like it! "

Qin Shijun didn't think he was disobedient at all, instead he said with a smile: "It's just playing tricks, anyway, today we will fight each other, just want to have fun!"

As soon as the words fell, Kong Qianjun, who looked the most simple and honest, was the first to strike. A huge fish tail condensed in mid-air and swept towards him.

Those who were not swept away were blown up by the huge wind force of the fish tail and fell towards the distance like clouds and fog, and the falling direction was where the other people were.

Kong Qianjun's move is not only killing the enemy, but also interfering with the other competitors. It is a good strategy and a good plan.

Several other people cursed this guy who seemed simple and honest but was cunning. He tried to get rid of these poisonous Shuras who fell from the sky, but Kong Qianjun had already taken the initiative.

Kong Qianjun laughed "haha" and rushed all the way to the depths of Poison Shura. The other people followed suit one after another. They did not cooperate with each other and went deep into the hinterland of Poison Shura for their own battle.

Lu Ping opened the way with a thin water and long flowing sword. In a short while, Lu Ping had already noticed that all the killing treasures in the hands of the other five people were spiritual treasures of a catastrophe. It is the Bixiao sword, a thunder cone in Yuwen Feixiang's hand, and Qin Shijun's scimitar.

Even so, after the combination of the two swords, the Fine Water and Long Flowing Sword still has the power not weaker than that of Lingbao in Lu Ping's hands. Everyone advances at the same time, only Kong Qianjun is slightly ahead.

Facing Poison Shura's poison magic powers, Yuwen Feixiang's thunder and lightning magic powers are easier to resist; There is always running water flowing around his body, and splashing back the flowing water soaked in poisonous art, returning the same way to the other body, will help him move forward; as for Qin Shijun, it seems that he is completely resisting, with nine points The layers of light curtains hanging from the bright glazed pagoda seemed endless, and no matter how many poisonous magic powers were applied to it, the light curtains could not be corroded.

Lu Ping glanced at the lit nine-story glazed pagoda, doubts flashed in his heart, and then he thought about it.

Ever since Lu Ping combined the body-protecting qi into one and built the "Water Curtain Tianhua" body-protecting supernatural power with Wandu Meteor Yuangang as the main body, the power of this supernatural body-protecting spell seems to have grown to the end.

But after the previous battle with Poison Shura, Lu Ping instinctively wanted to collect the original essence emitted by the fallen Poison Shura, but he suddenly discovered that at this time, the protective energy was slowly and continuously absorbing The poisonous mist in the mid-air, and most of these poisonous mist are composed of the original essence of Poison Shura and the supernatural power of poisonous art, Lu Ping can clearly perceive the improvement of the quality of the bodyguard itself.

Lu Ping has a lot of means to ward off poison. In addition to protecting his body, he also has the poisonous fire of the black prison, but Lu Ping left the poisonous fire of the black prison to the ancestor of Tiankang before.

With the strength of Patriarch Tiankang, even if he could face Poison Shura's innate supernatural powers directly, he would still need to consume a lot of real energy to resist the invasion of these supernatural powers. With the poisonous fire of the black prison in hand, Patriarch Tiankang's continuous combat ability is undoubtedly has been greatly extended.

The most important thing about Lu Ping is also his trump card for daring to go deep into the Poison Shura's array with a few other people who are so unscrupulous and alone. Naturally, it is the pool of liquid in the golden house that does not know whether it is the mother liquid of ten thousand poisons or ten thousand poisons.

When the protective qi only slowly absorbs some poisonous mist to grow itself after resisting the invasion of poisonous arts, the space portal that Lu Ping opened directly on his chest becomes a bluestone pool that unscrupulously absorbs and gathers nearby poisons. Foggy window.

If Lu Ping hadn't been traveling very fast all the way, I'm afraid that a spectacular poisonous mist vortex would immediately form around Lu Ping, which would attract the attention of others.

At this time, Lu Ping could notice that the group of Wanmiao Yulu at the bottom of the bluestone pool seemed to be undergoing extremely rapid changes. Lu Ping had cut off a third of the Wanmiao Yulu, and at this time, with the help of the Poison Shura, which was continuously replenished by the pool water The original essence is being rapidly generated.

A howl suddenly sounded, and Lu Ping was slightly taken aback. In Lu Ping's spiritual thoughts, the other people also stagnated for a moment when the howl sounded.

Poison Shura at Jade Shura level?

When Lu Ping raised his head to look around, he saw six gray shadows divided into six directions in the Poison Asura Formation, killing the six people.

It's Blood Poison Shura! It was obvious that they were obeying the order of the Jade Poison Shura earlier, it seems that this group of Poison Shura respected a Jade Poison Shura!

While talking, a blood-poisoning Asura rushed towards Lu Ping, Lu Ping stretched out his hand to lead, and a thunder of the sunflower god struck down on the top of the blood-poisoning Shura's head.

Poison Shura dodged to dodge, but it was extremely difficult to dodge this kind of supernatural lightning technique. Poison Shura kept using space supernatural powers to change positions, while making a strange voice, and then a wooden stick deep in his hand pointed towards Lu Flat finger.

Lu Ping felt a gust of cold wind invade his flesh and blood in an instant, and the only means of protection for his whole body was Wandu Meteor Yuangang, which seemed to have weakened it a little.

This strange power invaded Lu Ping's body and spread instantly. In Lu Ping's spiritual sense perception, Lu Ping could feel that if this power was not stopped, the hair on his body would fall off the skin, the skin and muscles would fall off, and the muscles and bones would fall off again. Falling off, and the blood vessel barrier is also softening, the blood vessel seems to be about to completely lose the channel of circulation.

Lu Ping broke out in a cold sweat suddenly, such a strange supernatural power!

Lu Ping's heart suddenly heard two loud bangs like beating drums, the blood in his whole body flowed like a rushing river, and there was even a sound of "crash la la" in his body. As well as the spiritual essence of the Thunder Tribulation Water, it has a strong resistance and annihilating effect on any toxins, blocking this strange power outside the skin.

At this moment, the door of the golden house space on the chest opened wide, and the strange power that spread all over Lu Ping's body was immediately absorbed by the bluestone pool very easily.

However, just as Lu Ping opened the invisible space portal, the poisonous Shura in front of him seemed to have discovered some great horror, and there was a shrill roar in his mouth, and he turned around and was about to flee.

If Lu Ping realized something in his heart, knowing that this was probably related to the liquid in the bluestone pool leaking from the portal of space, he would naturally not let him go. There was a crisp sound of twisting his right thumb and middle finger, and a flash of lightning shot out. As soon as he came out, the Thin Water and Long Flowing Sword immediately used the Seepage Sword Art, forming a wall of sword light behind Poison Shura.

Seeing that the way of retreat was blocked, the Poison Shura panicked, and the wooden stick in his hand immediately shot a ball of viscous black liquid towards the wall of sword light.

Lu Ping frowned slightly, but he didn't stop it. The black liquid was conceived in the companion spirit treasure. If it really got on the treasure, even the spirit treasure would be damaged.

However, when the venom soaked into the light wall, the purple-blue thunder light burst vertically and horizontally in the sword light wall, and formed a thunder net on the light wall, blasting the black liquid into a cloud of black mist.

At the same time, the sword light thunder net surrounded the two wings, and was about to trap the poisonous Shura in it.

Seeing that the poisonous Shura could not escape, he turned and rushed towards Lu Ping again, obviously in a desperate posture.

Lu Ping smiled lightly, pointing out with a finger in the air, a white ray of light entered Poison Shura's body, and immediately fixed it in mid-air, then Lu Ping turned his hand and pushed again, a move from Canghai Sword Art fueled the flames, and the head Poison Shura pushed into the sword net.

The sword light thunder net was closed immediately, and countless sword light swimming fish criss-crossed with flashing thunder light. Poison Shura's mournful roar came from among them, and groups of black mist ink splashed left and right in the net, but they never stopped. Unable to break through the shackles of the Sword Light Thunder Net, Poison Shura's growl became lower and lower, and finally disappeared.

Lu Ping shook his hands to take back the two swords, but there was nothing left in the sword net, which had obviously been annihilated in the lightning. Lu Ping secretly felt that it was a pity, at least he should throw the body of Poison Shura into the bluestone pool.

Lu Ping killed the blood-poison Shura with every gesture. Although it was because Lu Ping had the secret to restrain the poison Shura, the poisonous Shura around him retreated before Lu Ping. After beheading Blood Shura who was blocking the way, the two advanced side by side from different directions, already surpassing Kong Qianjun.

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