Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit

Chapter 204: Beast Tide (Continued)

Lu Ping didn't know the destination of the teleportation array, but through the teleportation array, Lu Ping could at least get rid of the chasing and killing of Daoist Jin Li and the monsters behind him.

A majestic sword aura soared into the sky, and Daoist Jinli's natal flying sword re-drawn more than six hundred psychic sword lights, and then the flying sword turned into a phantom of a magic weapon tens of feet long, with more than six hundred psychic sword lights All the light was embedded in the phantom of the magic weapon, turning into a giant sword reaching to the sky, and slashing towards Lu Ping.

A moment of life and death!

Lu Ping crushed the waterspout talisman that he had already prepared in his hand, and stored in it was the last waterspout spell made by Master Liu Xuanling when he was cultivating at the seventh level of alchemy.

The seven waterspouts were lined up in front of the land surface. Casting the waterspout on the sea surface undoubtedly increased the power of the spell by three points out of thin air. Lu Ping stretched out his finger, and the seven waterspouts gathered towards Master Jinli.

Daoist Jinli's face finally changed. Although it is not reliable to use talismans to deal with Daoist people in the alchemy stage, the proud spells of a master in the later stage of alchemy are naturally another matter. Maybe Daoist Jinli really wants to ditch The boat capsized and was seriously injured by this talisman.

With the momentum of splitting mountains and seas, the majestic giant sword smashed four waterspouts in a row. The giant sword itself was also damaged a lot, but it still slashed towards Luping.

Knowing that the moment of life and death is approaching, Lu Ping tried his best to pour his mana into the Qinghan Sword. Lu Ping performed the "Thousand Pile Snow Sword Art", and with the help of sea water without wind, three waves surged up. Each snow-white wave contained eighteen waves. The psychic sword light, with the remaining thirty-six sword lights forming a sword wave, slapped towards the giant sword.

Just when Lu Ping was concentrating on manipulating the sword art, the sword light in the waves changed again, the eighteen psychic sword lights suddenly became thirty-six, and the one hundred and sixty-two sword lights that Lu Ping split into had already Two-thirds reached the psychic realm.

The three waves of swords finally washed away the psychic sword light attached to the giant sword, leaving only Daoist Jinli's natal flying sword breaking through the waves of swords and hitting the "cloudy sky", like a sharp blade cutting a piece High quality fabric.

Lu Ping tried his best to back off when the giant sword flew towards him, but how could the speed of the monk catch up with the speed of the flying sword, and the protective energy was broken immediately, even though the ten thousand poisonous meteor spirits on it tried their best to wear down the flying sword. The flying sword still pierced Lu Ping's golden inner armor.

Lu Ping let out a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, he reacted in time and tried various methods. After the flying sword pierced his inner armor, he was at the end of his battle. In addition, Lu Ping had already lost his six golden pills these days. After taking it, his physical body was strengthened a lot, and Fei Jian was finally dodged by him, and he made an inch-deep gash in his right chest and was unable to advance an inch.

However, the pure sword energy of the Jinli Immortal contained in the flying sword still hurt Lu Ping's internal organs. Lu Ping spat out a mouthful of blood, and with his finger drawn forward, the auspicious cloud pocket suddenly turned blood red. It had not been used for a long time. Xue Dun increased Lu Ping's speed to the extreme again, and flew towards Qiuyun Island in Lu Ping's memory.

Surrounded by the remaining three waterspouts, Daoist Jinli finally persisted until the end of the spell. He jumped out of the collapsed waterspout. At this time, he was no longer as calm as before, and his face turned golden because of anger. Pieces of golden scales suddenly appeared, but there was no sign of Lu Ping in front of him, only a blood-red trail remained in the sky.

Immortal Jin Li seemed to hear the whispers of other real people hidden in the beast tide again at this moment, and his anger was finally ignited. His feet were put together and turned into a huge golden fish tail. A golden trail was drawn, and Daoist Jin Li had disappeared.

Qiuyun Island was far away, and Lu Ping was overjoyed. As long as he could escape to the island, then when Daoist Jinli and the beast hordes came, the Daoist of Qiuyun Island and many monks would resist together, so he didn't have to fight alone. It will be safe for now.

However, Lu Ping's excitement didn't last long.

There was a long and angry howling sound from behind, and a golden figure with a human body and fish tail chased up like lightning on the distant sea. Looking from a distance, who could it be if it wasn't Jin Li?

Lu Ping didn't care about Qiuyun Island hundreds of miles away, and went straight to the unnamed deserted island that was close at hand.

Landing near the beach of the deserted island, Lu Ping pressed the sea water according to his memory, and the center of the deserted island, which was originally a strange rock, suddenly fell downwards. Two monks with seven layers of hemolysis suddenly jumped out of the sinking ground. He shouted in a low voice: "Who?"

As Lu Ping walked over, he threw a token in his hand to one of them, and said, "The master of Pinghai Hall of the Fuhai Gang is ordered to return to the palace. Please activate the teleportation formation."

The monk who received the token saw that the token was indeed real, and without thinking too much, stepped aside from the teleportation formation and returned the token to Lu Ping. After receiving the token, Lu Ping walked towards the center of the teleportation formation calmly. .

At this moment, another monk suddenly said: "No, he is not the master of Pinghai Hall!"

"What?" The cultivator who had received the token before was stunned for a moment, the token just now was obviously real.

While he was in a daze, Lu Ping's Qinghan sword had already chopped off his head, and another monk sacrificed a magic weapon and was about to hit the teleportation array, trying to destroy the teleportation array.

How could Lu Ping make him succeed? Qing Han sword backhanded the magic weapon, and a water column split out from the crystal bowl to bind the monk tightly. core space.

Lu Ping came to the teleportation formation, and forty-nine mid-grade spirit stones were embedded in the formation. At this time, Jin Li had already seen Lu Ping landed on the deserted island, and was rushing over.

Lu Ping put the token in the center of the teleportation array, injected mana into the array, connected the forty-nine spirit stones one by one, and the teleportation array was activated immediately, emitting a faint white light.

At this time, Jin Li had already flown to the deserted island, seeing that Lu Ping was starting the teleportation formation, Jin Li was furious, and the natal flying sword had already struck Lu Ping in the formation.

When Lu Ping activated the formation, he saw the storage bags on the waists of the two monks guarding the formation who had been killed, and he put them away with a move in his heart.

Immortal Jin Li's flying sword had already approached. At this time, the teleportation array suddenly became brighter, and the white light flashed away. There was no sign of Lu Ping in the teleportation array.

Daoist Jin Li stepped forward, looked at the two corpses lying on the ground, opened his mouth to swallow them, touched his mouth, as if he was relishing the taste of the two monks, and then walked around the teleportation array for two minutes. I don't know what I was thinking, and then as if I had made up my mind, I took out forty-nine middle-grade spirit stones from the storage belt around my waist, put them back into the teleportation array, and then injected the true essence into the central Lu Pingliu Among the tokens that were placed, the formation suddenly shimmered again, and after a while, Daoist Jin Li also disappeared into the formation with a burst of white light.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Ping finally finished the teleportation process, and felt a down-to-earth feeling under his feet.

Lu Ping opened his eyes and looked around vigilantly. This place is in a crypt. In front of the teleportation array, there are two hemolytic eighth-layer monks in bright silver gowns, looking at the teleportation array with vigilance. Lu Ping.

"Who are you?" the monk on the left asked coldly.

"The head of Pinghai Hall of Fuhai Gang under Xia Fuhai was ordered to return to the palace and has important things to do." Lu Ping said nonsense.

The monk on the right looked relaxed, but he still asked sharply: "There has been no order issued in the palace recently, whose order is your Excellency?"

Lu Ping calmly said, "It's not an order from the palace, but an order from the chief elder of the Qiu family, Akihabara. As for the content of the order, I have nothing to say."

"So that's the case, so the senior brother can come down, it's more important to deal with things as soon as possible." The two finally stopped asking Lu Ping, and said with a smile on their faces.

Lu Ping was noncommittal, and slowly walked down from the teleportation array, walked outside, gradually approaching the monk on the left intentionally or unintentionally.

"By the way, which real person did you practice under?" the monk on the left asked casually when he saw Lu Ping approaching him.

"The next teacher is the palace..." Lu Ping suddenly slowed down in the middle of the sentence, and the monk on the left was about to listen to the second half of the sentence, when he heard the monk on the other side shouting violently: "Brother Wu, be careful, the thief dares!" !"

Brother Wu on the left heard his companion's warning, and when he turned his head to look, it was already too late, a flying sword had already pierced his protective qi and pierced into his throat.

Another cultivator saw that Brother Wu was killed by Lu Ping with one move, and knew that he was no match, so he hurriedly ran out of the crypt, opening his mouth to drink at the same time.

At this moment, the monk suddenly panicked, and saw an iron seal suddenly falling towards the top of his head.

The monk didn't care about shouting, and hurriedly lifted a glass umbrella, a magic weapon for body protection, above his head, but suddenly felt a boundless force coming from the umbrella, and the glass umbrella "cracked boom boom" turned into pieces on the ground, the monk looked up When I went there, I only saw two big characters "Landslide", and then I lost consciousness.

The "landslide" fell on the ground, shaking the crypt for a while, and the soil "rusted" down. Fortunately, when the cave was opened, it was obviously blessed by the formation, and it would not collapse.

Lu Ping packed up the storage bags of the two of them, turned around and was about to walk out of the cave, at this moment, the teleportation array behind him flickered again, and Lu Ping was shocked. He naturally knew who was coming, without the slightest hesitation, Lu Pingqinghan sword slashed into the teleportation array with a sword light, and after a burst of "crackling", the faint light that had just appeared disappeared with the disintegration of the teleportation array.

Lu Ping looked at the collapsed teleportation array, and sighed helplessly. He was afraid that he would not be able to go back in a short time, and then Lu Ping walked cautiously towards the outside of the crypt, wondering what kind of world was waiting outside the crypt. with him.

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