The ax was unmanned, but the main body hanging in mid-air seemed a little shaken after this blow. Lu Ping watched it from the side, and said with a smile: "It hasn't come out yet, why, I still plan to leave this last blow Are you ready to strike again?"
Everyone seemed a little baffled, only Qinghu seemed to realize something, but her divine sense searched in the stone room but never found the expected hidden thing, so Lu Ping said again: "The effect of the blow just now is you? You should also see that now you should still be able to strike, what do you think you can do?"
At this time, everyone has followed Lu Ping's gaze to look at the giant rat corpse lying on the ground, and they are all shocked. Could it be that the ancestor of Thief Heaven has not fallen yet, or has left some means, otherwise How could he still be able to use that ax to attack everyone.
Just when everyone was thinking wildly, they heard a sneaky voice suddenly sounded from the giant rat mummy, saying: "Who are you and why did you come to the old man's cave?"
Immediately there was an image of a short, dry old man with long beard, eyebrows and mouse eyes in everyone's consciousness. Could it be that this person is really that Thief Heaven Patriarch, who is still alive after so many years.
Lu Ping smiled, and said: "You can pretend to be a ghost, and you are worthy of being the spiritual treasure in the hands of the ancestor of Thief Heaven."
After all, Lu Ping stretched out his hand and made a move in the direction of the giant mouse, and the ax that had fallen on the ground rose into the air again, but it flew towards Lu Ping's hand.
Suddenly, an invisible force rose from behind the axe, pulling the axe flying towards Luping from the opposite direction, and immediately repositioned the axe in midair.
Lu Ping smiled slightly, and hooked the four parallel fingers back with his outstretched palm, and the ax slowly pulled towards Lu Ping again. Obviously, the strange force was not Lu Ping's opponent at all.
However, at this moment, the voice that had sounded from the body of the giant rat mummy suddenly let out a smug smirk, and then saw a more destructive light suddenly glowing on the surface of the axe, pulling it in the opposite direction. The power of the ax suddenly disappeared, and the ax immediately slashed at Lu Ping's body at a faster speed than before.
The ax fell in front of Lu Ping in an instant. However, the scene of Lu Ping panicking and closing his eyes waiting to die did not appear in the imagination. Instead, a smile appeared on Lu Ping's face, and he only had time to say a word, saying: "Nearly ten thousand It's really good to be able to maintain such ample spirituality in a year's time!"
Then I saw nine layers of light bursting out of Lu Ping's palm, and each light formed a big aura hand to wrap the previous aura hand, and then the aura hand squeezed towards the cutting ax blade.
However, every big hand with spiritual energy pinched on the ax blade was cut through layer by layer, but the bright light on the ax blade was also continuously worn away. After knowing that the ninth layer of golden meteorite was cut through, then Most of the light on the ax blade has been dissipated, and the next thing to face is Lu Ping's physical body.
The weird laughter sounded again. Although most of the power of the ax had been consumed at this time, it wasn't something a monk's physical body could say could stop it.
However, Lu Ping just blocked it!
The index finger and thumb of the right hand happened to pass through the blade light and pinch the ax blade accurately. It was difficult for the ax to take half an inch in mid-air, and the weird laughter stopped abruptly as if being pinched by the neck, not only this , Even the other people around Lu Ping were stunned for a moment.
Even if most of the power of the Lingbao ax had dissipated, the cultivator couldn't take it with his body, but Lu Ping took the blow with his body and forcibly grabbed the Lingbao in his hand.
How strong is Lu Ping's physical body!
After all, a slender blood mark was printed on Lu Ping's tiger's mouth. Bits of blood oozed out, and then a blue light flashed. After smelting Wanmiao Yulu, Lu Ping's true essence contained powerful vitality. There are unique advantages in recuperating injuries, as the recovery of these small wounds is usually extremely fast.
"Still coming out?"
Lu Ping held the ax in his left hand, but stretched out his right hand again to point in the direction of the mummy.
"Don't, don't, take it, take it!"
A ray of black light flew out from the mouth of the mummy, but it quickly hid behind Dabao and turned into a phantom in the shape of a human. It really looked like a shriveled little old man, and timidly peeked out one eye from behind Dabao. Lu Ping.
Qinghu hesitated for a moment, then opened his mouth and asked, "Are you the spirit of Thief Heaven's Axe?"
Among the people present, the little old man seemed to only feel that Dabao's aura made him feel kind. Facing Qinghu's inquiry, the little old man didn't say a word, but hid behind Dabao and dared not come out, but his eyes still looked at him from time to time. Lu Ping, who had already stopped paying attention to it not far away, among all the people present, only Lu Ping made it feel deeply feared, otherwise it would not have gathered the only two attacks to hit Lu Ping.
"Hey, hey, old man, what's the matter with always hiding behind Master Bao?"
Dabao turned around several times, but the old man was much more capable than him. No matter how he turned, the old man was able to hide behind him first. After a long time, Dabao always felt that the back of his neck was gloomy. He had a creepy feeling.
The old man still had that weird voice behind Dabao, saying: "What is the relationship between you fat man and that dead mouse lying on the ground? I can feel that your aura is so similar."
Dabao resisted and said: "That's the old ancestor of our spirit-hunting mouse clan, the ancestor of Thief, but he is..., hey, no, hey, aren't you the tool spirit of Thief's axe? It's his business. Should be clearer than me?"
The old man's eyes were suddenly blank, although his whole figure seemed extremely illusory, but Dabao's question just now clearly puzzled him, he tugged at his beard under his jaw, and said: "What do you know, what is the Heaven-robbing axe you are talking about? Is it the ax that was snatched by that person? If so, the old man is indeed the spirit of the axe, but I don’t know about the big rat, but his corpse is comfortable inside, and I have been in it all these years. "
Dabao asked again: "These years? How long?"
"for how long?"
The old man was confused again: "It's been a long time, I've been there all the time, I can't remember."
At this moment, Lu Ping's voice suddenly came again, saying: "Oh, so it is like this."
With Lu Ping's voice, the old man was frightened again, and hid behind Dabao, he didn't even dare to show his head.
Dabao asked Lu Ping, "Boss, what's the matter?"
Lu Ping smiled and said: "Thanks to you traveling here and there with me all these years, you have seen many rare treasures. How could you not know that the spirit of the weapon will dissipate or even be returned as a nourishment if it is not conceived with true energy?" Spiritual treasure, even if you are lucky enough to keep the spirit of the weapon, the memory of the spirit will slowly dissipate. It is already considered rare that the spirit of the Heaven-thieving God Ax behind you can persist for thousands of years. You Do you think he can remember something?"
Dabao said: "But this guy's two blows just now are quite powerful, and he doesn't seem to have lost his spirituality at all."
Lu Pingdao: "This is also where I was puzzled just now. Now it seems that all the mysteries are under the corpse of the Heaven-robbing Patriarch and above the spirit of the God-robbing Axe."
Although this Stealing God Ax is only a spiritual treasure of the first calamity, its quality is obviously considered to be the best among the spiritual treasures of the first calamity, and it even has some characteristics of the spiritual treasure of the second calamity. Absorbing and refining part of the spiritual energy and storing it in the Lingbao itself is also the fundamental reason why the Thief Heavenly Ax was able to achieve the power of two strikes before.
It's just that the spiritual energy absorbed and stored by the body itself has not been refined by the monk's true essence, and it is of no use to the birth and nourishment of the spirit treasure, so the weapon spirit looks weak at this time, leaving only a thin body. The shadow may disintegrate and disperse at any time.
And the method of the ancestor of Thief Heaven is even more clever. He obviously drew a branch from the spiritual vein of Jiuxuan Building to suppress it in this stone room. Looking at the large part of the giant rat's body that had collapsed, it was obvious that before the ancestor Thief of Heaven could heal his injuries, he himself fell due to his injuries.
However, because of the instinct of self-protection, the Artifact Spirit of Thief Heaven's Ax hid in the body of the giant rat. This was able to barely keep the spirit body from dissipating in the passage of nearly ten thousand years, but things like memories were not. All have disappeared, leaving only some instincts to protect themselves.
Unwilling to give up, Dabao tentatively asked the old man behind him, "You don't remember Thief God Axe, Thief God Ancestor, Spirit Hunting Mouse, and Treasure Hunting Mouse?"
The old man shook his head and said, "It all sounds familiar, but I can't remember anything."
Lu Ping shook his head, and said: "Stop talking nonsense, you know your current situation better than anyone else, if you don't want to dissipate, you should quickly find someone to recognize the master, and you will be able to slowly recover if you have the true essence to conceive and nourish you." Restore spirituality."
The old man was extremely afraid of Lu Ping, how could he dare to object to the slightest order from Lu Ping, but he still asked timidly: "Then I will recognize this little fat man as the master? Only this little fat man is kind and kind!"
Dabao immediately opened his eyes and smiled, but the green fox beside him was not in the slightest annoyance.
Lu Ping sneered, and said: "He only has a little more cultivation, even if his bone marrow is smashed and sucked dry, it will not be able to satisfy your needs. Don't even think about it before he advances to the stage of Dharma."
The old man rolled his eyes seven or eight times in a row, and said: "Well, then, can I follow you?"
Lu Ping glanced at him, pointed to Qinghu, and said: "I don't need it, stop talking nonsense and just follow her."
The old man seemed a little disappointed, but seeing that Qinghu seemed to be the most powerful figure among these people except Lu Ping, and Lu Ping's tone seemed to be that the little fat man in front of him would let him follow Dabao when he grew up, so he also I had no choice but to nod, and I had to nod.
Then the old man turned into a ray of black light and flew towards the Heaven-robbing Ax in Lu Ping's hand. Lu Ping threw the ax in his hand, and the black light fell into it, and then flew into the hands of Qinghu.
Qinghu suddenly spewed out a stream of pure vitality into the ax in his hand, and the Heaven Thief Ax suddenly became dark.