Chapter 1520 Quietness
Ancestor Yang Xi is unwilling to give in!
If the Seven Feather Fan was still in his hand, why would he be in such a predicament!
A pure Yang could actually force him into such a situation!
This is the Kaitian Divine Power, the real Kaitian Divine Power, the Kaitian Divine Power that was sealed by the Seventh Kaitian Ancestor!
Ancestor Yang Xi roared loudly. He naturally knew that the True Spirit Sect had killed two Chunyang monks from the Yuwen family in Beihai. But after all, he was a monk who had achieved True Spirit. He thought he could handle it. . m.
However, he forgot that the colorful feathers in Lu Ping's hands were like the six great artifacts of Kaitian. The power they could exert was related to the holder.
How can the cultivation strength of Patriarch Tianxiang be compared with Lu Ping? Therefore, the power of the Heaven-opening magical power sealed in the feathers triggered by Lu Ping is more than doubled compared to the ancestor of Tianxiang!
And without the help of the seven-feather fan, the heaven-opening artifact, ancestor Yang Xi, although he became a true spirit, he was still three levels weaker than the previous true spirit ancestors of Jiuxuan Tower.
The horrified Ancestor Yang Xi could only choose to protect himself in the face of such mighty power, but he forgot that as a true spirit monk, the most taboo thing is to unscrupulously use the power of the true spirit to attract the rejection of this world. !
Ancestor Yang Xi tried his best to block the unparalleled divine power contained in the feathers. However, he was beaten to a terrible state by the Kaitian magical power sealed in the feathers, and almost half of his body was burned. Jiao, the violent Kaitian Divine Power turned into warm currents all over the sky and went in all directions of the ice field after being dispersed by ancestor Yang Xi.
All the ice and snow within hundreds of miles of the ice field melted away. As one of the warm currents went south, the ground became muddy, until a huge swamp was formed.
But at this moment, the dull coercion of heaven and earth suddenly came, and Lu Ping looked horrified, but the ancestor Yang Xi on the opposite side could no longer care about the enemy in front of him, and let out a cry and flew towards the depths of the northern ice field.
Thunder exploded above the head, and before the thunder died down, the thunder light had already landed on the heads of Lu Ping and Yang Xi, who was slinging away in the distance.
God's punishment, this is definitely God's punishment!
The moment Lu Ping saw the thunder, he already knew that the thunder that fell was undoubtedly heaven's punishment!
But how could this heavenly punishment fall on me!
Lu Ping felt panic in his heart. If this was the case, he would only die. At least Yang Xi, the ancestor, was deep in the northern ice field at this time.
It is very close to the passage to the Northern Icefield, and there is still a possibility of escaping into the formation of passages leading to the outer world despite the punishment of heaven.
Although everyone there seemed to be a place of death at this time, if they did not escape the punishment of heaven, they would be chopped into ashes by lightning.
However, if ancestor Yang Xi could escape, where could Lu Ping escape? He is just a pure Yang monk!
Lu Ping knew that the problem must lie in the magical power of opening the sky sealed in the colorful feather that he had activated before, but at this time, he could not avoid it and could only resist it with all his strength.
Fortunately, this Heavenly Punishment is obviously just a beam separated from the Heavenly Punishment Thunder directed at Yang Xi's ancestor. It looks more like a backlash!
Although Lu Ping himself is not a true spirit monk, he knows that the power released by the colorful feathers inspired by his cultivation is much greater than that of a true spirit monk. Otherwise, Yang Xi would Ancestor would not have tried his best to do this and trigger the punishment from heaven.
Lu Ping knew that this kind of backlash could not be avoided, and he never thought about avoiding it from the beginning. He simply seized this moment to unleash his full potential.
The colorful feathers floating in front of Lu Ping turned into a ball of strange flames under the backlash of heaven's punishment, burning the feathers themselves into a ball of fly ash.
These colorful feathers are the natural feathers of Taoist Luan's true spirit body. The material itself is no less than a fine spiritual treasure. It is indeed so easy to turn into fly ash under the backlash of heaven's punishment.
Lu Ping was shocked, followed by joy. Although this backlash of heavenly punishment destroyed a feather, his own strength was obviously weakened.
However, despite this, the Lingbao was cut in two, and it seemed to use the remaining force to cut it in two. Unexpectedly, the huge force rebounded. Lu Ping's hands were numb and he could no longer control the Lingbao body. The Lingbao broke free, and Lu Ping's hands flew backwards. , and even cut a foot-long gash on Lu Ping's shoulder, with blood staining half of his body red.
Lu Ping didn't even have time to check his injuries. The True Spirit Sword had already activated the ninety-nine-foot-long Haoran Sword Qi and collided with the remaining force of Heaven's Punishment.
Lu Ping felt a sudden shock in the core space of his heart. At this moment, Lu Ping felt as if his heart suddenly stopped beating completely.
The True Spirit Sword was knocked away and crashed into the snow-capped mountains behind him, piercing a hole of more than a hundred feet between the mountains. A vertical beam of sunlight happened to penetrate from the opposite side of the mountain.
The dragon dharma in the core space finally felt the crisis and soared out of the suspended sea on its own. The entire suspended sea was carried along with the dragon's dharma soaring, and was then brought to the huge amount of three-light divine water in the air. It began to land, forming a boundless tsunami that roared in all directions. The entire suspended sea was shaken, and then the entire core space was shaken. This violent turbulence finally caused Lu Ping's heart to stop beating at that moment. The pulsation resumed.
Boom——! Boom! Boom! Boom! …
This first beat was obviously different from the subsequent beats, like a war drum with a distant artistic conception, and then Lu Ping's heartbeat truly returned to normal.
The Dragon's Dharma Rewinded the Hanging Sea, injecting a powerful force of real energy into Lu Ping's nearly depleted real energy in time. Although such a rapid reversal of the real energy slightly damaged Lu Ping's origin, at this critical moment of life and death, where could Lu Ping still be? I will worry about these things!
The natal Yuan Chen formation was activated the moment the true essence was replenished. The ninth-grade white jade lotus flower and the twelve Yuan Chen beads formed a strong formation after the True Spirit Sword was blown away. Lu Ping himself was firmly entangled. Guard in it.
Boom!
Although he was protected by the Yuan Chen formation, Lu Ping's body suspended in mid-air seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer. His chest and abdomen flew backwards with all his strength, while his limbs were hanging in the opposite direction.
A ball of dazzling lightning instantly dented one side of Yuan Chen's formation facing the impact of Heaven's Punishment, but in the end it was still unable to break the defense of Yuan Chen's formation.
After the remaining power of Heaven's Punishment passed through Yuan Chen's formation, although it seemed that Lu Ping was beaten badly from a distance, it did not really hurt Lu Ping himself. He had been trying every means to train him since he advanced to the hemolytic stage. The physical body finally showed its powerful effect at this moment.
However, although Lu Ping has been trying his best to resist the backlash of heaven's punishment, there is always another colorful feather floating above his head. Even in his most critical moment, Lu Ping still retains a trace of opening this feather. The true essence that seals magical powers.
The backlash of resisting the Heavenly Punishment caused Lu Ping to be hit hard again, but this time he managed to escape from the pursuit of Ancestor Yang Xi without any danger, and even caused the Heavenly Punishment to be triggered by Yang Xi's ancestor. Even if he escaped into the passage formation, he would probably die.
Lu Ping lay on the ice field and finally caught his breath. The feather above his head was always shining with colorful luster.
Lu Ping suddenly raised his head and smiled "hehe", then pressed his face into the snow again and wiped it back and forth. All the blood on his face was wiped away. Then he stood up, took the feathers on his head in his hands, and faced the west wind. He waved his hand in the snow, then set up the escape light and staggered away towards the south.
Not long after Lu Ping left, the space in the direction where Lu Ping waved his hand was suddenly turbulent. An old ape with white hair and beard slowly walked away from the wind and snow, holding a wooden staff that was almost twice as tall as it. came out, and behind it were two pure-yang level spiritual giant apes, none other than former general Yuan Pokong and rear general Yuan Poyue.
At this time, the two pure-yang giant apes looked extremely respectful to the short and hunched old ape in front of them.
"It's not easy. A being like this who can defeat the true spirit with pure yang is still able to find me waiting and peeking on the side. He has been wary of me from the beginning to the end!" The old ape had a look of admiration on his face and praised him.
"It's just taking advantage of the fact that the True Spirit cultivator has scruples and cannot fully display his cultivation in this world. Why should I praise this kid to the sky!" Yuan Pokong was obviously very dissatisfied.
"snort!"
The old ape slammed the crutch in his hand towards the ground, and the ice cracks on the ground were as dense as spider webs and spread out in all directions with it as the center. It seemed as if there was a sudden earthquake within a few miles.
"If I fight you now, can you stop me for a day? I'm afraid I won't be able to stop you for an hour!"
Yuan Pokong smiled and said awkwardly: "Then Yang Xi has just become a true spirit, how can he compare to the old uncle!"
Yuan Poyue on the side sneered: "Fifth brother also advanced to Chunyang hundreds of years earlier than Lu Tianping!"
Yuan Pokong turned his head viciously and shouted at Yuan Poyue: "If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Pokong was slapped by the old ape on the back of his head.
"Stop messing around. After enjoying a great battle, you might as well pay more attention to the Hebei cultivation world. After all, the True Spirit Sect may have to fight with our own clan in the future. Whether it is an enemy or a friend, we must be careful. I'm afraid this incarnation won't be able to last for too long. The two of you will just watch and deal with the rest. Old Ape, I'd better return to Bingshi Mountain as soon as possible. I don't know if I can persist for more than three hundred years with these people. Let’s go into the great formation that leads to the outer world together to see what the Seven Ancestors of Kaitian, whom we regard as gods, left there for the creatures in this world.”