The entire Xuanshuang Condensing Fog formation continued to shrink, and the temperature on the sea surface for several miles around suddenly dropped. Icicles were already rising in the seawater below the formation. Obviously, after a while, this piece of seawater would freeze into Ice.
The red light in the formation gradually flickered and shrunk under the impact of the frost and ice fog, and it no longer had the previous publicity and explosion.
The figures of the thirteen demon cultivators in the formation also gradually appeared. One of them stood at the eye of the formation like a sea needle, and the other twelve occupied their respective positions. The formation disks stand suspended in the air, and several white lights are emitted from each other, which are connected with the surrounding formation disks. At the same time, under the command of the monster monks above the formation disks, they fly slowly, and the big net formed by the white light is getting tighter and tighter. Surrounding the real Qu Xuancheng in the middle, he couldn't move.
The Yaozu real person who is the leader among them is dressed as a human scribe, with a smug smile on his mouth. The capture and killing of Qu Xuancheng is a huge blow to the True Spirit Sect and even the Beihai Human Race. After all, Qu Xuancheng represents It is the highest combat power under the ancestor of the Faxiang in the Beihai cultivation world. This fall in his hands is nothing more than a bolt from the blue for the human monks, but it can boost their morale for the monster monks. In this way, his status among the demon clan will naturally increase, and he will be favored by the demon king, and his advanced stage will not be a problem.
In contrast, the person who thought of the bad idea of sending a monk to sneak into the True Spirit Sect to destroy the Dharma meeting, I am afraid that his intestines will be regretted. It is simply a mission to die. So what if the monks of the society succeed
Don't forget, although Patriarch Faxiang restrained each other and couldn't make a move, it didn't mean Patriarch Tianling couldn't make a move either. It was a celebration held for her, and no one would say anything because of emotion and reason.
Just when the real Yaozu scribe was looking forward to the great achievements he was about to make, the sound of a sword chant suddenly resounded through the world.
Daoist Yaoxiu looked astonished and shouted, "Who, get out!"
Accompanied by his loud shout, an invisible ripple that seemed to bring about fluctuations in the air centered on him and spread towards the surroundings.
The transformation of spiritual thoughts is actually the transformation of spiritual thoughts!
What's more, it's the form of spiritual thought that has broken away from the golden elixir, and this person's cultivation has at least reached the ninth level of forged elixir!
At this time, Lu Ping couldn't care about these things. Under his full suppression, the golden scale sword was finally saturated with the input of true energy, and even two stone slabs could no longer suppress the fluctuation of the golden scale sword's true energy.
At this time, Lu Ping could no longer care about that much, and the Jinlin Sword pierced through the air, and slashed at the outermost demon cultivator at the early stage of forging alchemy.
"Be careful! It's a great swordsmanship!"
The leader Yaoxiu Daoist is trying his best to suppress Qu Xuancheng Daoist at this time, but he has no time to care about him, so he can only remind him loudly.
The monster cultivator who was attacked didn't pay much attention at first, but he was startled when he heard the words of the head real person, he raised his hands, and the white light emitted from the array under his feet split out, together with a magic weapon sacrificed by him. The ring knife cut towards the golden light transformed by the golden scale sword that pierced through the air.
With a crisp sound, the Dahuan Dao, the magic weapon of the monster cultivator, had been cut off by Lu Ping's Golden Scale Sword. However, the layer of white light attached to the Dahuan Dao finally blocked Lu Ping's "Hai Na Bai Chuan Jue", and the white light followed the golden scale sword. retreated and disappeared into the air.
The operation of the entire formation seemed to stagnate as the monk pulled out such a ray of white light from the formation, but then it began to operate normally again.
However, Lu Ping's attack naturally couldn't stop here. At the moment when the golden scale sword was blocked, a faint blue thunder light had already struck down, and the monster monk who lost the big ring knife threw a colorful stone into the sky , the stone exploded in the sky, a multicolored cloud rose upwards, and collided with the falling sunflower thunder. Although the cloud pierced through the cloud, it consumed more than half of its own power and had not yet landed on the cultivator. On his body, the monster cultivator's bodyguard Qi was sacrificed, and the remaining thunder light was thrown elsewhere.
However, immediately after a silver seal with a radius of several zhang came straight towards the monster monks in the formation, this time Lu Ping did not sacrifice the "landslide" in the air, but came on a rampage.
In desperation, the monk had to rely on the power of the array under his feet again to turn the white light into a flickering light shield in front of him, which affected the operation of the entire array again.
Lu Ping hit three times in a row, the rabbit rose and the falcon fell. Although the formation was not broken, it greatly affected the operation of the formation. Qu Xuancheng, who was trapped in the formation, was so keen that he immediately realized that the operation of the formation was beginning to become obscure. Guess When someone came to respond, the silent red light suddenly jumped, and there was another loud noise in the formation, and the whole formation suddenly trembled. It also appears intermittent.
The leader of the formation, Yao Xiu, wanted to use his supernatural powers to kill Lu Ping, the troublemaker. He had already seen that Lu Ping only had the third level of alchemy, but his strength was unusually tyrannical. Although he is the lowest among the crowd, he still has the cultivation base of the second level of forged alchemy, but he was resisted by Lu Ping's attack twice and borrowed the power of the large formation.
However, just when the real Yaoxiu was about to make a move, the real Qu Xuancheng broke out again. The entire formation was unstable because of Lu Ping's interference. In desperation, Master Xiu had no choice but to stop, using all his energy to suppress Master Qu Xuancheng.
Lu Ping saw that Yao Xiuxiu, who was in the late stage of forging alchemy, was going to attack him, and his heart suddenly jumped. He immediately wanted to turn around and run away. He didn't have the confidence to take the attack of a late forging alchemy master, not to mention that this person was obviously the same as Qu Xuancheng. Liang Xuanfeng and others are like the peak alchemy masters.
At this moment, Qu Xuancheng's sudden outburst let Lu Ping know that his attack just now had the effect of restraining him. Lu Ping made up his mind that he would not care about the massive consumption of real energy in his body. The Kuishui Yinlei fell. At this time, although the power of the Kuishui Yinlei may not be comparable to the supernatural powers of swordsmanship, it is the fastest and sharpest, and it also consumes the least amount of true energy in Lu Ping's body.
But after all, this is a small supernatural power. The cultivator who was attacked by Lu Ping repeatedly did not dare to use the power in the array under his feet, so he had to sacrifice a wishful magic weapon to block the falling thunder.
However, when the cultivator tried his best to resist the Kuishui Yinlei, a sword shadow suddenly disappeared near the formation disk under the monk's feet. With a sound of "Zheng!", the formation disk had been broken by a third, and the entire The white light in the formation suddenly weakened.
The cultivator who had just resisted the Kuishui Yinlei turned pale with fright. He no longer cared about the backlash of his true essence brought about by the Kuishui Yinlei's attack, and did not think about where such a strange attack came from. All his mana directed towards the array At the same time, Ruyi in his hand has already hit Lu Ping, intending to contain Lu Ping's attack.
However, what made the monk desperate was that his feet suddenly hurt, and a red flying sword soaked in blood suddenly appeared through the soles of his feet. The array was destroyed by one-third again, and the flying sword retreated. With a shake, the blood drops on it slid down and disappeared immediately.
At this moment, a roar suddenly shook the world: "Break!"
It seems to be a volcano covered with ice and snow. When the magma of the volcano spews out, the snow on the top of the mountain can only be turned into water and air. Supernatural powers!
The Yaoxiu, who had been attacked by Lu Ping, broke the array first, and the Yaoxiu spurted out a mouthful of blood. The monk was seriously injured under Lu Ping's attack before. , Looking at the golden light contained in the spewing blood, it is obvious that this backlash has hurt the foundation. If there is no adventure in this life, I am afraid that there will be no hope of advancing to the middle stage of forging alchemy.
The shattering of this formation plate seemed to be just the beginning, followed by the second cracking sound, and the third sound was not to be outdone. The thirteen formation plates were shattered one by one like a cannonball, and the Xuanshuang Condensing Fog formation was in the air. The leader demon cultivator collapsed amidst the angry howls.
A huge fireball looked like a fierce lion that had smashed its cage, flying straight into the sky from the shattered white light. A demon cultivator in the middle stage of alchemy beside him sacrificed a psychic magic weapon to attack, and suddenly a huge fireball protruded from the fireball. Huo Shou grasped the psychic weapon, and white smoke of "Chi Chi" rose, and the psychic weapon melted into a liquid in his hand, and fell from the giant hand onto the sea surface, stirring up a wave. Large sheets of white fog.
The demon cultivator in the mid-stage of alchemy had a look of disbelief, his talisman was destroyed, and blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.
With a slap of the fiery red giant hand, a demon cultivator in the mid-stage of alchemy fell, and the other demon cultivators turned pale with shock, and all retreated to the leader demon cultivator.
At this time, the leader demon cultivator didn't even look at the real Qu Xuancheng who broke out of the formation, and his eyes were fixed on the young man on the back of a fleeing turtle in the distance with a pair of vulture eyes.
The real Yaoxiu swept a magic weapon in his hand towards the sea surface with anger, and countless crystal ice picks, ice knives, and ice swords suddenly drilled out of the sea surface, stabbing towards Lu Ping who was sitting on Dagui's body.
At this time, the real Qu Xuancheng had just broken out of the formation, and he hadn't figured out what was going on. Obviously, it was too late to block the attack of the leader demon cultivator.
Seeing that Lu Ping, who was depleted of true energy, could no longer resist the attack, Lu Dagui, who was carrying Lu Ping swimming at high speed, suddenly shook his body, flipped Lu Ping on his back into the air, and plunged into the sea without a trace.
The ice knife and ice sword flew in the air in the blink of an eye, and Lu Ping, who was exhausted and unable to resist, stabbed into a hedgehog. The face of the demon cultivator changed, but he saw that the pierced "Lu Ping" suddenly turned into a ball of sea water and fell on the sea.
Deception!
Under the fury of the leader demon cultivator, he was deceived by a formula that he could not hide from him.
When the monk was about to make a move again, the huge fireball flying in the sky suddenly turned into a burning man. Daoist Qu Xuancheng clapped his hands, and the rain of fire rained down on everyone, so there was no time to make a move.