Chapter 1080 Breaking Into the Encirclement

Lu Ping's words made the middle-aged monk very angry, and asked coldly: "What is the meaning of this, Fellow Daoist Lu?"

Lu Ping stared at the eyes of the middle-aged monk, and said, "Senior Lin, can't you see it? The reason why you are still alive is most likely because those big figures behind the conspiracy of the Northern League want to stay in the Northern League." It’s all about living with some status so that you can help them get out of the various inheritance secrets of the Northern Alliance in the future, even if the younger generation has cured your wound, the senior thinks you can escape from the palms of those big shots?”

Lu Ping's words are like a sharp knife for gouging out flesh, each additional sentence can cut off a piece of flesh from the middle-aged monk's body. All that flickered among them were looks of despair. m

After Lu Ping finished, he fell silent, watching the middle-aged monk recovering from despair, his eyes slowly filled with determination, as if he had made up his mind, and Lu Ping's eyes were calm from the beginning to the end. An unfathomable lake.

"Well, you didn't refuse to treat my injury before, what exactly do you want?"

The middle-aged monk who had recovered from his shock finally regained his proper reason, and looked at the young and outrageous Dharma-face monk in front of him with a complicated expression.

A smile finally fell from the corner of Lu Ping's mouth, and Lu Ping said with a light voice, "That's right, any promises made by the seniors, in the eyes of the juniors when the North Alliance is facing the catastrophe of life and death, can't be counted, so What the juniors want can only fall on the seniors."

The expression of the middle-aged monk has completely calmed down, looking at Lu Ping quietly, it seems that he will no longer be surprised by any request from Lu Ping.

"What this junior wants is the share of the spirit stones that the Northern Alliance has allocated from the giant spirit stone veins of the Phantom Spirit Island that the seniors carry!"

"Hehehe!"

The middle-aged monk laughed with a hint of sarcasm, and said: "You have a big appetite, do you know where the Northern Alliance ranks among the nine sects, and how huge the share of the giant spirit stone veins is? The amount? How could such a large sum of spirit stones be carried on my body!"

Lu Ping also laughed "hehe" and said: "Eggs are never put in one basket, aren't they? At least part of them should be on the seniors, and the juniors only need that part. As the seniors said, this is a lot of money." The large number of spirit stones is only a part of the senior, so it is very impressive, isn't it?"

The middle-aged monk looked at Lu Ping with a clouded expression, but Lu Ping was always calm as usual.

at this moment,

Suddenly, a loud noise exploded outside the ghost city, and a loud roar resounded through the whole city: "All monks with auspicious forms quickly meet the enemy and respond to the envoys outside the city!"

The whole city was in an uproar!

Lu Ping was overjoyed, but the middle-aged monk was surprised!

Lu Ping stood up, paused, turned around and said, "Three days later, it will still be here, and the junior will offer the healing elixir. Senior, don't forget the spirit stone. If you want to come, you also know the meaning of the envoy from outside the city." What, there is not much time left for seniors!"

Lu Pingdang walked out of the teahouse first, and gave a questioning look to the manager behind the counter who was doing the accounting. After the shopkeeper shook his head slightly, he walked out of the teahouse without stopping, and then flew out of the city with a flash of light.

Performing the flying escape technique in the ghost city, even when surrounded by Mo Luo, can only be the privilege of Dharma monks.

In the elegant room of the teahouse, the middle-aged monk ignored the recruitment of the big monks from the various sects of the Illusory Spirit Hall, but sat there silently, not knowing what to think about. After a while, he seemed to have finally made up his mind, stood up and patted his waist storage artifact, and then walked towards the elegant room.

At this time, the Illusory Spirit City was completely boiling. The monks of various sects who had been besieged for nearly a year rushed towards the walls of the Illusory Spirit City, and there were constantly Dharma monks from the other four islands flying past their heads. , charging towards the Mo Luo army outside the Magic Spirit City.

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When Lu Ping came to the walls of the Huan Ling City, the sea outside the Huan Ling City had already become a pot of porridge, and the entire sky was shrouded in colorful lights.

"Brother Lu, this way!"

Lu Ping turned around and saw Chu Haiyan waving vigorously in the distance, while Chu Haixiao also stopped and waited for Lu Ping to pass by.

Lu Ping turned around and looked in the direction of Juling Island. He didn't see the figure of Tiankang Patriarch, and he didn't know if he had rushed over.

Lights flickered under Lu Ping's feet, and he was already in front of the two of them, but there were still a few lights stopping not far away, because one was the ancestor Chu Fuyu, a great monk of the Bihai Spirit Snake Clan.

The patriarch Chu Fuyu nodded to Lu Ping, and said: "Okay, among the monks who ventured into the Illusory Spirit City this time, there must be a big monk from my Bihai Spirit Snake clan, and they are all cheered up. It's a tough battle, the old man is the first to open the way, Xi Yu, Wu Yu, Jin Yu, Yin Yu, you four mid-stage monks guard the old man's sides, and the rest of you early-stage monks guard the back and leave!"

In addition to Lu Ping, a total of ten Dharma monks formed a huge triangular attack formation tens of feet apart from each other in mid-air, charging towards the Mo Luo army all the way at lightning speed.

The patriarch Chu Fuyu stretched out his hand, and all the water vapor within a three-mile radius condensed, and then turned into raindrops all over the sky, pouring towards the Mo Luo army rushing towards the crowd more than a hundred feet away in front of him.

This is the first time that Lu Ping has such an intuitive view that when the great cultivator in the late stage made a move, the raindrops all over the sky instantly beat the nearly a hundred Mo Luo who rushed towards everyone, screaming like dumplings in a pot, and fell towards the sea. In the process of falling, more than half of Mo Luo fell and melted on the spot, turned into the original īng energy and dissipated in the air, and the direction of everyone's progress was cleared by two or three hundred feet.

Lu Ping thought to himself that if he used the Xingyunbuyu Jue with all his strength, although it is possible to cover a radius of more than a hundred feet within the scope of the supernatural power, no matter in terms of speed or power, it is inferior to the ancestor of Chu Fuyu. Can't be counted.

However, before everyone had advanced tens of feet, Mo Luo, who was alarmed, quickly surrounded him again from all directions, but the ten people didn't care at all, and just pushed towards the hinterland of Mo Luo's army.

Seeing Mo Luo rushing forward, the four middle-stage cultivators on both sides made their own moves, beheading dozens of big Mo Luo one after another, and finally shocked the Mo Luo army that surrounded them from both sides.

At this time, the patriarch Chu Fuyu who opened the way first also encountered the impact of a Jade Shura, but was hit by a two-kalpa Lingbao in his hand and retreated into the army of Moluo.

Patriarch Chu Fuyu kept moving forward, and the people behind him also followed along.

At this moment, Chu Haixiao shouted loudly, "Here we come!"

At this time, Lu Ping's divine sense has also discovered that a group of demons surrounded everyone from behind like a flood.

The Bixiao Sword in Chu Haixiao's hand slashed out, and a majestic sword energy chopped to death the three big demons chasing at the front in one fell swoop.

Chu Haiyan also made a move at this time, and the Lingbao flying spear in his hand came out, and after piercing through the three-headed Mo Luo one after another, there was only a crisp ding, and the flying gun was blocked, Chu Haiyan yelled, saying: "There is blood Shura hiding inside!"

As soon as the words fell, the two blood Shuras suddenly burst out from the mora group, and rushed towards Chu Haiyan and another monk named Chu Hailang, the blue sea spirit snake. The two quickly fought with the two blood Shuras.

Mo Luo's army took advantage of the situation and approached, Lu Pingji turned the thin water and long flowing sword in his hand into two nine-foot-long sword dragons, roaring and rushing into the Mo Luo's army to fight together.

Seeing that Mo Luo's army was bitten by two sword dragons and injured more than 20 heads, and Mo Luo finally relied on numbers to beat the two sword dragons to scars and collapsed, but saw that the sword formula in Lu Ping's hand suddenly Let go, and shouted in his mouth: "Scatter!"

The two Sword Flood Dragons immediately collapsed and merged, turning into a torrent, and immediately swept more than a dozen Mo Luo into the torrent and disappeared.

When many Mo Luo broke up this torrent again, it turned into a lake like a lake, rolling up piles of silver waves. Whenever a wave of waves rolled over Mo Luo, Mo Luo's body was like It's like being delayed.

Lu Ping killed three times with one method, and the Mo Luo who rushed forward damaged forty or fifty heads at once. Not only did the other early-stage monks of the Bihai Spirit Snake Clan startled, but Chu Haixiao was also stunned by Lu Ping's method. At this time, only twenty or thirty Mo Luo fell under Bi Xiao's sword.

Lu Ping's strong tactics obviously angered the high-ranking Mo Luo hidden in the Mo Luo army, a roar came from the Mo Luo army, Lu Ping's expression changed, and he said: "I'm sorry, it's a blood demon!"

Another early-stage cultivator of the Bihai Spirit Snake Clan is called Chu Haiping. Before Lu Ping could remind him, at the moment when the whistle sounded, densely packed transparent silk threads burst out around him, like a formation. a huge net.

The blood demon's soul-eating supernatural power impacted the net, causing the giant net to undulate continuously like waves, but it still couldn't act on Lu Ping and the others behind the giant net.

Chu Haiping received the attack from the Gorefiend and smiled triumphantly. Seeing that Mo Luo's army was about to charge up again, he hurriedly took back the transparent silk net, but Lu Ping shouted loudly: "Heart!"

When Chu Haiping looked up, he happened to see a blood demon appearing above Mo Luo's army at some point, holding a smooth jade-like object in his hand, and suddenly knocked in the direction where Chu Haiping was, with a sound like a chime A general sound suddenly sounded in his mind, and Chu Haiping froze in mid-air as if he had been dumbfounded.