As soon as the monk of the Crystal Palace exited the mountainside, a gloomy smile condensed on his face. At the stairway of the pavilion, at some point, a restriction had condensed again. Spin around.
The monk roared, and the throwing ax in his hand smashed towards the restraining light curtain with great force. With a "boom", the entire light curtain trembled, and then the formation restraint in the entire attic also shook, but the light The curtain did not shatter.
The expression of the monks in the Crystal Palace changed, Liang Xuanfeng and the three had already attacked again.
"Quick battle, don't hold back!"
Liang Xuanfeng cut another invisible wind wheel towards the monks of the Crystal Palace, and Zhu Xuanmeng's pipa flew out with a few strings that were hard to distinguish with the naked eye. Lu Ping's sword changed, and the Da Jiangdong Go Sword Jue dodged the monks of the Crystal Palace with an indomitable momentum. The space is completely blocked, and he can only choose to resist the attack of the three people head-on.
In the desperate eyes of the monks in the Crystal Palace, Liang Xuanfeng's wind wheel had already split his defensive light curtain, and the crystal jade tablet above his head fell off with a whine. A faint light flashed in the air, and the head of the Crystal Palace monk had already flown up.
A golden pill with five golden stripes suddenly flew out from the headless body. Immortal Liang Xuanfeng was about to capture it, but he saw the golden pill hit the light curtain fiercely, and the light curtain finally collapsed this time. The light that had been blocked earlier lost its trace again, and the golden core also shattered, turning into a strong wave of spiritual power and rushing towards all directions.
The three of them were the first to bear the brunt, Master Liang Xuanfeng didn't take it seriously, the fierce air wave was constantly weakened, blocked, and divided in front of Master Liang Xuanfeng, and finally turned into a breeze blowing in the face, and Master Liang Xuanfeng was the first to defuse it, Zhu Xuanmeng and Lu Ping resisted the impact of the air wave. Much easier.
The three of them glanced at each other, Master Liang Xuanfeng turned back to the mountainside, ready to break the restriction on the stone closet, Lu Ping originally wanted to follow, but he didn't want to expose too much of his hole cards; Zhu Xuanmeng was looking around the attic Get up and see if there are other valuable things; Lu Ping walked to the next forbidden light curtain, and found that this light curtain had been broken by the air wave when the crystal palace monk Jindan collapsed just now, and the golden escape light had long disappeared gone.
Lu Ping's heart sank, and he rushed towards the entrance of the attic. From a distance, he saw the golden light, like a headless fly, bumping around in front of the last light curtain at the entrance of the attic.
Lu Ping extinguished the escape light casually, only to hear a roar on the light curtain at the entrance of the attic, and then the entire attic's restriction was vibrating, as if it was about to be annihilated in the next moment.
Lu Ping's complexion changed, and he took out a few formulas in his hand, the light curtain at the entrance of the attic flickered, and the situation outside the building appeared before Lu Ping's eyes.
Lu Ping turned around and saw that Liang Xuanfeng and Zhu Xuanmeng had rushed over after hearing the sound, and quickly said in a deep voice: "The monks outside have already broken through to the inner layer of the cave, and now there are monks everywhere outside the attic, and many scuffles have already occurred. Now a group of monks They are attacking the guard formation outside the attic where we are. Master, do you have Tianfengye yet?"
Liang Xuanfeng heard that it wasn't the monks from the Crystal Palace who came to kill him, and he immediately let go of his heart. Hearing Lu Ping's question, he immediately looked happy, nodded and said: "I've got it, and we will take advantage of the chaos when everyone squeezes in. Break out, if you accidentally break up, then we will meet in the inn on Yinjian Island three days later, each be careful, life-saving is the most important thing."
Liang Xuanfeng's last words were for Lu Ping. Although Lu Ping's strength had already impressed the two of them, his cultivation was the lowest after all, and he was still the weakest among the three.
At this moment, several attacks smashed on the protective light curtain, the light curtain swayed for a while, and suddenly shattered, and more than a dozen forging alchemy monks rushed in from the attic, and there were many hemolysis period behind them. The monk followed.
Zhu Xuanmeng stretched out his hand and threw a magic weapon. Lu Ping took it and saw that it was the crystal jade tablet with the word "Shou" that the monks of the Crystal Palace had just used to resist the attack of the three people.
Zhu Xuanmeng said: "This is the defensive magic weapon on that person just now, his throwing ax has been damaged, and you just don't have a defensive magic weapon, so let's make do with this magic weapon first."
Lu Ping thanked him, but didn't ask Zhu Xuanmeng what else he had gained in the attic.
The monks who rushed into the attic rummaged around. Lu Ping used the remaining restraints in the attic to isolate the breath of the three of them.
"No, these three people have already entered, these three people were not among the people who rushed in just now!"
Just when Lu Ping and the others were about to rush out of the attic, a monk finally realized something was wrong and shouted loudly.
"His grandma, how can I say that there is nothing in the attic? It turns out that these three people got there first."
"Kill them!"
"Leave the treasure, spare you not to die!"
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All of a sudden, the crowd was excited, and seven or eight forging alchemy masters shouted and shot together, besieging the three of them.
Immortal Liang Xuanfeng took the first step, and knocked away a monk in the mid-stage forging alchemy who was blocking the door, and shouted: "Leave each other and mix in with the treasure-hunting monks."
Then he stood in front of the door alone, with his hands popping out one after another, and a series of seven wind wheels hit the chasing monk. Taking advantage of the monk behind him being blocked, the real Liang Xuanfeng turned into dozens of streams of wind and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Taking advantage of the cover of Daoist Liang Xuanfeng, Zhu Xuanmeng's feet moved for no reason, and he was already tens of feet away, and in a flash, he had become one of the monks hunting around for treasure.
Lu Ping could tell that Zhu Xuanmeng was using a small magic power of flying escape, but Lu Ping, not to mention the small magic power, was the flying escape weapon Xiangyun pocket that he had been using before, and it was also swallowed by the collapsing space in Ziyue Cave .
Fortunately, because of the mysterious jade slip obtained by Lu Ping when he was on Feiling Island, which recorded a large number of forbidden secret techniques of the Feiling School, every time Lu Ping took a step outward, an extra figure appeared until he stepped eighteen. While walking, although the speed could not catch up with Zhu Xuanmeng, the eighteen figures disturbed the chasing monks.
Deception!
After Lu Ping's advanced alchemy stage, the application of spells has undoubtedly improved to a higher level. These eighteen figures can be said to be exactly the same as Lu Ping, and they are lifelike. It greatly distracted the attention of chasing monks. After Lu Ping turned around a building, there was only a monk in the middle stage of forging alchemy left behind.
Seeing that no one was chasing after him, this cultivator in the middle stage of alchemy secretly rejoiced, thinking that this time he could eat alone, and said to Lu Ping: "Boy, hand over what you have in your hand, now you still want to Where are you going?"
However, Lu Ping didn't care about it, and kept on stepping. At the same time, the magic formula and handprints in his hands were constantly being played around. At first, the monks behind him were a little surprised, but along the way, nothing happened. The monks believed that Lu Ping It was a bluff. Seeing that Lu Ping was still fleeing, he immediately lost patience, opened his mouth and blew, and a tiny flying needle shot towards Lu Ping's back.
At this moment, Lu Ping turned around abruptly, and the last hand formula in his hand, which had been ignoring, was driven by Lu Ping's powerful true essence, and formed the last magic seal in Lu Ping's hands.
There was a loud "buzzing", and in the monk's horrified eyes, the formation restrictions that had been destroyed by many monks suddenly recovered, forming invisible light curtains, trapping the monk in the formation.
Lu Ping pulled up several prohibitive light curtains in front of him, intending to block the flying needle's stabbing, but these light curtains did not have the slightest effect on the flying needle's puncture.
The magic weapon of flying needles!
Lu Ping secretly scolded himself for his bad luck, unexpectedly encountering such a magic weapon, it was simply unavoidable.
The Golden Scale Sword swept away, and the Fei Needle avoided it with a slight movement. The Golden Scale Sword was smaller and nimbler than the Fei Needle no matter what. Although the monk was trapped by Lu Ping's formation in the cave, the Fei Needle was still under his control. , endlessly chasing Lu Ping.
Lu Ping snorted coldly, and a black pill with gold in it was thrown towards the flying needle by Lu Ping.
After the pill flew out, following the change of the seal formula in Lu Ping's hand, it immediately exploded into a poisonous dragon shaking its head and tail, and rushed towards the flying needle.
Zhan Dan, Wan Poison Zhan Dan!
This is a unique war pill refined by Lu Ping using the black prison poison fire and his previous intermediate pill furnace, according to the formula of Wandu pill, and the refining method of war pill. More importantly, , Lu Ping added Wan Poison Syrup to dozens of thousand-year-old and five-hundred-year-old spiritual herbs, and refined two Wan Poison Battle Pills under Lu Ping's master-level alchemy.
Originally, Lu Ping's refinement of these war pills was just a whim, but he didn't expect it to come in handy now.
Just after the flying needle pierced the poisonous dragon's body, there was a burst of "chi chi", and the monk who was restrained by Lu Ping in the formation immediately had a sarcasm expression on his face.
"Ah!" There was a painful howl, and the cultivator's spiritual thoughts and true essence attached to the flying needle were quickly corroded. The flying needle pierced through the poisonous dragon and was about to fly towards Luping, but unexpectedly Turning itself back in mid-air, the poisonous dragon opened its mouth, and sprayed out another stream of venom towards the poisonous needle that just flew out of its body!
The golden color of the entire Poison Dragon's black became transparent with the spout of venom, but the flying needle was hit hard again, and the monk uttered another cry of pain under the restraint.
Lu Ping took advantage of the chance that the cultivator's spiritual sense and true energy on the flying needle were greatly weakened, and the golden scale sword was cut off. With a crisp sound of "Zheng", the flying needle was smashed into several pieces by the golden scale sword, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of the monk's mouth , and at the same time his head was slightly tilted back, obviously both his spiritual sense and his true essence had been severely injured.
Although the magic weapon of the flying needle is the most difficult to guard against, and the magic of body protection is also difficult to resist, it is extremely fragile in itself. If magic weapons collide, nine times out of ten the body of the magic weapon will suffer heavy damage.
Lu Ping didn't care about the white sweat that was caused by the flying needle magic weapon that was stabbed three feet away in front of him, and he forgot to take back the protective energy that was propped up on his body. The monks in the formation killed the past.
If the monk's cultivation base of the fourth level of forging alchemy was normal, Lu Ping would not be an opponent, but now Lu Ping, relying on his incomparable familiarity with the formation prohibition of the Chongxuan Cave Mansion, took advantage of the monk's greed and arrogance to imprison him in the formation. After becoming a target, and destroying his magic weapon, causing him to be severely injured, Lu Ping now has the idea of killing and robbing.