In the core space, the excited dragon of true spirits fluttered up and down, and the Yuanchen formation that Lu Ping collected into the core space was slowly opened, and the pure and sharp metallic original qi flashed with dazzling light and surged from inside. It came out, and was absorbed by the Dragon of the True Spirit, a scale shining with a faint purple-gold light shone brightly, and Lu Ping's metallic third original supernatural power was also completely condensed and formed.
This is not over yet, a rhombus-shaped ice crystal also appeared in the core space, and the cold air contained in it almost froze Lu Ping's heart.
The Dragon of the True Spirit let out another roar of joy, and its body danced up and down around the ice crystal. A trace of the original energy of the ice attribute was continuously stripped out and wrapped around a scale of the body of the True Spirit. Soon Lu Ping will The fourth ice attribute supernatural power was condensed successfully.
The moment he fought against the puppet Taoist in front of him, Lu Ping stripped out the original energy from the opponent's supernatural power one after another, and successfully condensed three original supernatural powers in such a short period of time, making his own cultivation base greatly improved.
It was inconceivable for such a strange progress to happen to a true spirit monk, let alone in such a life-and-death place as the channel formation, it was even more difficult for Lu Ping to figure out the good or bad of such a change happening to him.
In fact, the bigger thought in Lu Ping's mind at this time was that the real body of Taoist Jiao in front of him is really a puppet, or is this the backhand left by Taoist Jiao when he opened up the channel formation
And did all this happen to him alone, or did similar things happen to other fellow Taoists
Just when Lu Ping was in doubt, Mi Xuance took the body of the real spirit and landed behind Lu Ping. He saw that Lu Ping seemed to be confronting the puppet Taoist not far away, but in fact his eyes were wandering and his mind was in a trance. He only thought that Lu Ping was shocked by the puppet The Taoist was not suspicious of his strength, so he said: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your rescue here, but this person is a puppet made by Taoist Jiao's real body, and he possesses many magical powers of Taoist Jiao back then. It's justifiable, at this time, we can only join up with other fellow daoists as soon as possible, and with the strength of everyone, we may still have a chance!"
After hesitating for a while, Lu Ping nodded slightly, and when he looked up, he saw the puppet Taoist turned around suddenly, and then disappeared into the void.
Colorful brilliance burst out not far away, and the void was torn apart and then recovered. The vitality of the starry sky surged in all directions like a frenzied ocean current. At this time, if there is an ordinary cultivator, he can be directly blasted into ashes in the aftermath of such a battle Ash.
The Patriarch Green Sword and Xiao Baiyu teamed up again and fought with a female cultivator dressed in a white scarf. Xiao Baiyu bled from his mouth, and the Patriarch Green Sword was pierced through his left arm, so he could only use his right hand to perform sword tactics.
The Sky Splitting Sword Sect and the Ziyang Palace had the same roots, and the two joined forces to barely resist the three-inch-long white light condensed with true energy in the hand of the masked female nun, who seemed to be elusive and stabbing.
At this moment, another colorful brilliance shot up into the sky, and the ancestor of the seven feather fans was defeated by a female cultivator who was dressed in colorful clothes but had dull eyes with a more magnificent colorful magical power. Ancestor Shan's horrified eyes swept across, and the ancestor Qishan, who was transformed into a true spirit, watched his body gradually melt amidst his terrified screams, leaving only the seven feather fans, the divine weapon for opening the sky, floating in mid-air And the void that opened after being swept by the colorful divine light behind him.
The Seven Feather Fan, this divine artifact that should have been passed down to the sect originally did not belong to anyone, but at this time it was brought on the body of the Seven Fan Patriarch.
At this time, Lu Ping and Mi Xuance had just arrived for reinforcements, and they happened to see the seven feather fans suspended in mid-air and the large void array behind them with starlight holes. It was too late to restore the space barrier of the channel formation.
Being pressed by the masked female puppet and female cultivator, the ancestor of the green sword suddenly abandoned Xiao Baiyu beside him and rushed towards the void that had not yet recovered after being pierced by the colorful divine light, as long as he rushed out of the passage before the space barrier recovered Outside the big formation, there is the infinite starry sky, and you can get rid of the ultimate shackles of this world. Of course, the ancestor of the green sword also took the seven feather fans in his hand.
At the moment when the ancestor of the green sword rushed towards the seven feather fans, Mixuance next to Lu Ping wanted to snatch it, but was blocked by Lu Ping's cross arm, and at the same time he heard Lu Ping open his mouth and shout: "Daoist green sword, Wan Never!"
The road to eternal life is just around the corner, and the opportunity is fleeting, how can Patriarch Lvjian listen to other people's dissuasion, and those who hinder him are just angry with his own good luck.
Grasping the Seven Feather Fan in his hand, the Green Sword Patriarch kept moving, seeing the spatial barrier that was repaired quickly but could no longer block him, he felt excited for no reason, the twinkling stars were in front of him, as if as long as he You can hold it in your hand.
A coolness suddenly soaked into the whole body, what a refreshing feeling, is this the infinite starry sky, what a vast and boundless place, but why so many things scattered from my body, and even rushed into the starry sky before myself, …
The moment the Green Sword Ancestor charged over the original void, the entire body disintegrated immediately, and the flesh and bones seemed to be cut off by dozens of horizontal and vertical sharp blades at the same time. The net disappeared in a flash, and then disappeared with the repair of the void barrier, and what remained was a colorful feather fan.
Mixuance on the side looked terrified, and said in a horrified voice, "How could this be?"
Lu Ping remained silent. In fact, he didn't know why. Originally, he also had the same thoughts as the ancestor of the green sword, but the panic in his heart made him use the "three pure pupils" in a self-harming way before, vaguely Seeing that after the void barrier was penetrated, there were still some things connecting, just like the multicolored silk threads after the formation of the natal Yuanchen formation, Lu Ping's horror came from this almost invisible thread net.
A plain hand stretched out, and the seven-colored feather fan was about to fall into the hands of another female nun in colorful clothes. For a moment, Lu Ping seemed to observe that the nun in colorful clothes flashed a faint gaze when she looked at the seven-colored feather fan. Check Guanghua.
"Don't think about it!"
An old roar sounded, and the injured Lingming old ape rushed out from the side, and his figure had already turned into a bloody nine-foot giant ape halfway through.
In the blink of an eye, two more true spirit monks fell before Lu Ping's eyes. Xiao Baiyu was already forced to become a true spirit by the masked puppet female cultivator, but he was still in danger of being pierced by the three-inch white light one after another.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, save me!" Between life and death, Xiao Baiyu could no longer care about the estrangement with Lu Ping before, and shouted for help.
"Fellow Daoist Mi, go and help Fellow Daoist Yuan!"
The sword of the true spirit trembled, and the nine stegosaurus roared and rushed towards the masked puppet female cultivator. Lu Ping shouted: "Death!"