Seeing that Lu Ping was wrapped in black mist, the speed of the monk's flight still did not stop, but the laughter came over: "Haha, after being smothered by this miasma of flowers, I don't believe that you can still catch up?"
As soon as the monk's words fell, he saw that the mass wrapped Lu Ping, and the black mist with a radius of five feet suddenly shrunk rapidly. Under the incredible eyes of the monk, Lu Ping, who was propped up by the golden shield, Absorbed the black miasma of hundreds of flowers, and chased after the monk again.
This hundred-flower miasma is different from Baihuasha's fast recovery and healing effects. Hundred-flower miasma can not only infect the monk's stellar energy, but also infuse the monk's mana through the stellar energy, weakening the monk's control over his own mana, and once the hundred-flower miasma is inhaled by the monk In the mouth, it will make the monks dizzy and create illusions in their minds.
The head monk originally thought that with this small group of condensed Hundred Flowers Miasma, even if Lu Ping couldn't have illusions and gave up hunting, it could still weaken Lu Ping's mana and slow down his pursuit.
However, Lu Ping's unique Wandu Meteor Yuangang formed by incorporating the protective qi of Wan Poison, the most feared thing is all kinds of poisonous miasma.
Lu Ping shot for the third time, the Qinghan sword rolled up a huge wave in the sea, and turned into a water dragon that was far ahead, shaking its head and tail, and the one horn on the top of the head picked up, the monk's Hundred Flowers Qi split at the sound, in the monk's despair In his eyes, the water dragon opened its mouth wide and swallowed the monk whole.
A moment later, Qing Hanjian flew towards Lu Ping with a delicate storage bag, and at the same time, the shrunken Qingluan also landed on Lu Ping's shoulder with a storage bag in its small beak. Swimming over from the sea, Lu Bi also had a storage bag hanging on her head.
I haven't felt this kind of harvest for a long time.
Lu Ping looked at the person in front of him whose cultivation was restrained by the water binding technique, and said with a smile: "What should I do next, don't I need to say more?"
This is exactly what the three of them said just before besieging Lu Ping.
The monk looked at the Qinghan sword that kept disappearing around him, as if he would cut off a piece of flesh from his body at any time, and repeatedly begged for mercy: "Don't, let me say, the reason why the inferior people chased and killed you this time is because Because someone in the three cities leaked your whereabouts."
Lu Ping took out a gourd from the storage ring, took a sip, then sighed, and said: "After all, it is only brewed with a hundred kinds of ordinary five-hundred-year-old spirit herbs, but it is more useful to me right now. It is getting more and more limited, it seems that we can only continue to collect spirit grass to brew Dabailing brew or Qianling brew, but the effect of using thousand-year-old spirit grass to brew the best Bailing brew is also good."
The monk saw that Lu Ping ignored him, and he still used the Qinghan sword to perform the invisible sword art, but the cold spine of the sword had already started to stick to the monk's skin, as if the sword would be cut off at any time.
The monk's face became anxious, his eyeballs rolled around, as if he was frightened, he said anxiously: "It's the Li family. Besides the Li family, who would know the date and route of your departure?"
As if he didn't hear it, Lu Ping said to himself: "Now the magic weapon of flying escape needs to be replaced with a top-level magic weapon. Although Xiangyundou's flying speed is not bad among the magic weapons of the upper level, it is still not good at all. Some are not enough."
The monk's face was ashen at this time, and Lu Ping turned a deaf ear to his confession. A small snake as white as jade had already climbed up the monk's legs. Where the snake passed, a biting cold suddenly Let the monk start to shiver.
The monk kept fighting with his upper and lower teeth, but he still tried his best to continue to confess: "Zhang family, I am from the Zhang family. I usually hang out among the scattered cultivators in Sanjia City, gather some scattered people, and secretly work for the Zhang family. Some things that are not on the table, your whereabouts and the date were reported by the people of the Zhang family lurking in the Li family. The Zhang family has been established in Sanjia Island for the longest time and has the deepest background. The other two have not enough spies from the Zhang family. No wonder."
Lu Ping finally looked back at him this time, and said with a smile, "You were sent by the Wang family, right?"
The cultivator's eyes suddenly became deep from the previous dodge, and then changed back immediately. However, Lu Ping's keen sense, he had been paying attention to the cultivator's every move long before asking questions, and the instantaneous change of the cultivator's expression did not escape. Lu Ping's perception.
The monk still had an anxious tone of fearing death ghosts, and said: "Whoever your Excellency thinks you belong to belongs to that family, I just hope that you can give me a way to survive. After all, I was ordered by others and I can't help myself!"
As soon as the monk's words fell, he felt a chill on his ankle. The monk was startled, and when he forced his head to look up, he saw that the little white snake had already bitten it down mercilessly.
A chilling feeling ran from the feet to the top of the head. The monk looked at Lu Ping in disbelief, the corner of his mouth moved, and he said reluctantly: "You, you..." Then there was no movement, and the body immediately became stiff, a layer of white The thin ice gradually began to condense on the surface of the corpse.
Lu Ping turned around and stood on Dagui's back, changed direction, and quickly left the sea area.
When Lu Ling got down from the monk's body, he flicked his tail intentionally or unintentionally. As if the monk's body was affected by the snake's tail, it immediately shattered and turned into pieces of ice crystals that scattered and fell on the sea surface. Gradually disappeared.
Just a moment after the monk fell, there was a roar from the manor of the Wang family on Sanjia Island, and the entire Sanjia Island was once again covered by a huge coercion over half of the city, and then a ray of light suddenly flew out of Sanjia Island, Go southwest.
"Senior Sister Ting, that direction should be the direction Alchemist Lu Jiu is going?"
"Hmph, it's just a waste of time. It seems that the people sent by the Wang family are quite important, and even their own Daoist alchemists have to intervene."
"This man's name is Wang Hua, and he ranks third among the four forging alchemy masters of the Wang family. He was a well-known romantic son in the three cities back then. It is said that he had many illegitimate children..."
At this time, Lu Ping had already turned to the north, and at the same time Lu Ping put the mirage gauze on his body, the aura around Lu Ping suddenly changed, making it seem as if there was nothing there. Putting on the red-faced mask given to him by Immortal Yang Xuanmu, at this time Lu Ping would definitely not be able to recognize him even if someone familiar with him saw him.
Of the three storage bags, only the storage bag of the last leading monk interested Lu Ping. At this time, Lu Ping was holding a jade slip in his hand and was checking the contents inside.
"It's actually a map about a location in the Fallen Realm. The Fallen Secret Realm is a good place to travel. Although there are many dangers, there are not few treasures in it. This monk from the Wang family is also a little Fate, no wonder it can be refined into this Hundred Flowers Astral Qi!"