The reason why Lu Ping wanted to escape was because the position of the four of them happened to be facing the seven feather fans. If the seven feather fans were pressed down one by one, the four of them were already tens of miles away from the center of the battlefield, but Lu Ping still couldn't help it. I am sure that the power of the seven feather fans will not affect here, after all, it is very likely that the existence beyond the monk Chunyang is in charge of this heaven-opening artifact!
Qinghu flew all the way behind Lu Ping, and finally couldn't help but said: "Brother Lu, what is this fan formed by the aura of heaven and earth?"
Lu Ping didn't turn his head back, and said, "What else can it be other than the Artifact of Opening the Sky?"
"Sky-opening artifact?"
Not only Qinghu, but the other two also exclaimed, Qinghu even said: "How is it possible that the Artifact of Opening Heaven really exists and can be used by people other than the Seventh Patriarch of Opening Heaven?"
The True Spirit Sword in Lu Ping's core space has already been stimulated to jump up and down due to the appearance of the seven-colored feather fan. Lu Ping has already further confirmed that the seven-colored feather fan is undoubtedly the seven-colored feather fan. At this time, half of Lu Ping's attention is Put it on the body of Mo Li, the sword of the true spirit.
Hearing what Qinghu said, Lu Ping said without turning his head: "Why does the Artifact of Opening Heaven not exist? Who stipulated that the Artifact of Opening Heaven cannot be used by anyone other than the Seven Patriarchs of Opening Heaven?"
Qinghu and the others never questioned the existence of the Seven Feather Fan again, but the three of them followed Lu Ping's Dunguang even faster.
At this time, a grand voice resounded like Hong Zhong Dalu in the sky and the earth: "The monks of all sects are under the late stage of Dharma, quickly retreat fifty miles away from the Jiuxuan Tower!"
Lu Ping's feet kept running, and when he looked back, a piece of light suddenly exploded on the battlefield, and at the same time, there were almost the same number of Mo Luo flying up and entangled, flying towards fifty miles away.
At this time, Lu Ping and others were already seventy miles away from the Jiuxuan Tower. Qinghu was startled when he heard the earth-shattering voice, and then he was overjoyed, saying: "Fifty miles should be the seven-feather fan." It has reached the limit of the range, we don't have to go outside anymore!"
Without turning his head, Lu Ping said: "Fifty miles is the distance for monks below the late phase of Dharma to not be fanned to death by the Seven Feather Fan!"
The green fox let out an "ah", not being slapped to death doesn't mean it won't be seriously injured, what's more, this place is so close to the Moluo battlefield, a seriously injured human monk who falls into the Moluo army will only have a dead end. The light under Qinghu's feet became faster, but he asked unconvinced: "How do you know?"
Lu Ping paused, his voice floated behind him, and said, "I've seen the Qiankun Baoding!"
The four retreated all the way to eighty miles away, and then Lu Ping stopped and said, "This distance should be almost the same!"
When the four of them looked back, they saw that the seven-feather fan was falling slowly towards the north at this time. From a distance, the speed of the seven-feather fan seemed to be falling extremely slowly, but in fact it was because The seven-feather fan cast by aura is really slow because it is too huge, and it is actually fanning extremely fast.
Lu Ping patted his chest, and a white jade lotus blossomed at his feet, and a lotus pattern enveloped all four of them. Lu Ping said, "Everyone guards their own bodies, don't be slapped away by this magical artifact. !"
While speaking, the exquisite wine cauldron rose slowly from the top of Lu Ping's head, and Yin Tianchu and the others also tried their best, Yin Tianchu's feet turned into a huge ice lump; Liu Tianyuan's body suddenly became several times heavier; and Qinghu Then he transformed himself into a fluffy fox tail with his true essence and surrounded himself.
The moment the four of them were just getting ready, the Seven Feather Fan, which was tens of miles away, had already landed on the ground. In the wide-open eyes of Qinghu and the others, at the moment the Seven Feather Fan landed, there was a piece of land made up of Moluo. The turbulent waves suddenly set off from the ground, but before the Mo Luo fell, they were already blown into fly ash in mid-air.
At the same time, at the moment when the spiritual energy storm surged, some human monks were already frantically flying away among the countless Mo Luo, but it was obviously too late by this time.
The huge waves of Mo Luo are still surging, and the distance of action is getting farther and farther, and at the same time, the distance from Lu Ping and others is getting closer and closer. The human cultivator in his eyes was blown into powder by the seven-color spiritual energy storm while still in mid-air at the moment of flying.
At the same time, the human cultivators who listened to the voice and fled fifty miles away saw the mighty power of the Seven Feather Fan, and could not help cursing loudly, but the light under their feet did not dare to neglect at all, and continued to fly outwards. Ben, many monks have even continued to flee from the area where the four of Lu and Ping stood. The distance of eighty miles is not enough to make them feel safe.
The billowing Moluo giant waves rolled all the way towards the direction where Lu Pingping and the others were. The storm was so violent and massive. The closer they got to the four of them, Lu Pingping and the others could feel that they were in this place like heaven and earth. In front of Wei Wei's vast supernatural powers, he seemed so insignificant that when Qinghu faced the billowing aura storm, the dignified Dharma Phase mid-stage cultivator even trembled all over his body.
Not only Qinghu, but also Liu Tianyuan and Yin Tianchu were obviously shocked and speechless in front of the power of heaven and earth at this time.
"Lu, brother Lu, the spiritual energy storm triggered by the seven feather fans will not hurt us, will it hurt us?"
"probably not!"
Lu Ping really didn't know the bottom line, but now it's too late to run anymore, it's better to protect himself against this aura storm with his own magical powers, and at the same time beg for the little bit of incomplete body he got from the pure yang soul of the flying ancestor Don't make memory mistakes.
The aura storm has swept all the way from the Jiuxuan Tower to thirty miles away, but the Mo Luo army that was blown away was still flying in the mid-air and was wiped out; when forty miles away, Lu Ping's eyes lit up, and he was able to It was clear that the Mo Luo that was lifted was just blown to pieces by the spiritual energy storm, at least it was no longer as easy as turning into fly ash.
Finally, when the Lingbao storm set off by the Seven Feather Fans was blown to fifty miles, Mo Luo was only crushed by the huge spiritual energy wind to burst his chest and crush the core space, other than that, his body was still roughly intact.
However, Lu Ping still saw a few human cultivators being blown out of their mouths with blood in front of such a mighty and tyrannical power of heaven and earth, at least half of them died on the spot, and the remaining few He was also seriously injured, and was killed by the surviving Mo Luo before he landed.
The aura storm swept sixty miles away, and there were only twenty miles away from Lu Ping and the others. More and more monks fled from the four of them to a further distance, and at the same time, there were many Mo Luo They fled outwards, and all Mo Luo who passed by the four of them, no matter whether they could be used to increase their military exploits or not, were all shot and killed by the four of them.
When the storm was only ten miles away from Lu Ping and the others, not only Lu Ping, but also Yin Tianchu and the others gradually felt relieved. The storm blows away, but it is obvious that most of the people and the surviving Mo Luo can save their lives when they are involved in the storm, at most they are only slightly injured, but at this time, a large number of Mo Luo still escaped from the Seven Feather Fan range of damage.
Lu Ping stomped his feet and shouted: "Get up!"
The lotus formation under Lu Ping's feet burst into a blue-purple light, and the phantom of spiritual energy condensed by the huge white jade lotus tightly covered the four of them. Precariously crumbling, the lotus formation has always stood in the aura storm without wavering at all.
At the same time, although Lu Ping and the others were supported by the lotus formation, they were still affected by the aura storm. The four of them used their own methods to stabilize their figures. Except for Qinghu and Liu Tianyuan who were struggling to resist, This aura storm no longer poses the slightest threat to Lu Ping and Yin Tianchu.
Lu Ping took the opportunity to turn the thin water and long flowing sword into a water-seeping sword art, and spread a huge sword light net of tens of feet around his body. All Mo Luo blown by the spiritual energy storm within this area were all disturbed by the huge sword light net. smash.
The Lingbao Taixuan Thorn in Yin Tianchu's hand had already disappeared around his body. After Lu Ping passed him the Invisible Sword Art, Yin Tianchu's attainment in this set of swordsmanship supernatural powers was even higher than that of Lu Ping. There was no trace of Taixuan's Thorn, but a row of thirty or forty Mo Luo with teeth and claws was blown past Yin Tianchu by the storm, and soon fell silent, and then quickly melted under the blow of the spiritual energy storm. Obviously, the dead could not be reborn. die.
Qinghu and Liu Tianyuan's positions were also blown by many Moluos. The two of them obviously couldn't do as well as Lu Ping and Yin Tianchu, but they still took the risk to kill more than ten Moluos.
The turbulent aura storm raged for a whole cup of tea before it slowly calmed down. The giant sword light net in front of Lu Ping took the opportunity to kill many demons, although most of them were big and small. , but there are also high-level moro among them, at least Lu Ping himself noticed that several Jade Moluo, which were severely injured by the spiritual energy storm, were captured and killed by the giant sword light net, and Lu Ping took off the shadow stone at his waist When he opened it, Lu Ping couldn't speak for a total of 434 combat points.
Yin Tianchu on the other side saw Lu Ping's movements, so he also took out his own photo stone and looked at it. The battle points displayed on it obviously surprised him for a while. Although Liu Tianyuan and Qinghu also had some gains, the two Obviously, people's gains cannot be compared with Lu Ping and the others.
Following the exclamation of the green fox, the four of them stared at the scene in front of them that was ravaged by the aura storm caused by the seven feather fans, and they were stunned!
"It's really clean!"
Liu Tianyuan smacked his lips and said.
Eighty miles away, the Jiuxuanlou Guardian Sect's large array can clearly see that it is still in operation, and within fifty miles from the shield all the way to the north, the sky is so clean that there is not even a single cloud, and the ground is even clearer. It was flat and nothing, the woods and vegetation were swept away, and even a few small mounds disappeared, leaving only the bare but flat and loose ground.
It wasn't until fifty miles away from the protective shield formation of Jiuxuan Tower that we could see that there were Dharma monks and high-level Mo Luo who had persisted in the aura storm but had obviously suffered serious injuries survived, and with the distance of nine The farther the distance from the Xuanlou, the weaker the power of the aura storm, the more monks there will be, and most of them are human monks who ran fifty miles away in advance because of the previous reminder.
Soon a burst of fierce fighting was ignited again. This was the human monks killing those Mo Luo who had survived by luck. The strength far surpasses the surviving Mo Luo, and the killing has become a one-sided situation.
The huge seven-feathered aura fan over the Jiuxuan Tower did not disappear, but it was obviously dimmed a lot. At this time, Lu Ping and the others were able to clearly perceive that the aura storm that had been fanned before was slowly returning and re-emerged. Converging towards the slightly dim giant fan of aura above the Jiuxuan Tower.
It's just because the aura storm aroused by the seven feather fans before was too strong, it may take a while for the seven giant fan to return to the state of covering the sky and the sun at this time.
Obviously, after the seven-feathered giant fan returned to its previous state again, it would once again display this magical power to open up the world against the Mo Luo army in other directions surrounding the Jiuxuan Tower.
Lu Ping sighed softly, and said: "Let's go, this time the siege of Jiuxuan Tower has been completely untied, and it is useless for us to stay here."
Qinghu asked a little puzzled: "Since the Jiuxuan Building has an artifact to suppress the sect, and there is a possibility of manipulating the artifact that surpasses the existence of pure Yang monks, why did it take more than ten years to completely suppress the sect?" Solve the predicament of Jiuxuan Tower?"
Lu Ping shook his head and smiled wryly, "I don't know. Maybe it's because I don't have the certainty of victory, or maybe there is an unknown price to be paid for the existence of this kind of world-opening supernatural power!"
Liu Tianyuan asked, "Junior Brother Lu, what should we do now, should we continue to hunt and kill Mo Luo in another place to grab military merit points?"
Lu Ping shook his head, and said: "No, since the Jiuxuan Tower has revealed the magic weapon to open the sky, it must be sure to completely defeat the Mo Luo army that has besieged the Jiu Xuan Tower for more than ten years. Escaping in all directions will definitely pose a threat to the camps of the various factions that are besieging the Mara army on the outside, we need to rush back to the camp as soon as possible to help the sects resist the impact of these fleeing Maras."
The four of them fled westward all the way, trying their best to rush back to the camp before Mo Luo's army collapsed.
However, when the four of them passed through Jiuxuan Mountain to the west of Jiuxuan Building, another accident happened to Jiuxuan Building, which was about to completely clear the siege and win a big victory.