As soon as Master Xuanshang came in, he did not distinguish between indiscriminate and indiscriminate, with a long spear, he started to fight randomly. Unexpectedly, Lu Ping's eyes lit up for this kind of fighting method, and he followed up with a random fight.
That's all for Master Xuanxiang, he is also a master of the sixth level of alchemy. In addition to defending against the attacks of Master Xuanshang and Lu Ping, he can occasionally counterattack; Reaching the fourth level of alchemy, the level of smelting heaven and earth spiritual items is not high, and the strength is much worse than the three of them. Otherwise, even though Lu Qin'er has the inheritance of Huo Luan, under the sneak attack of Xuanyou Daoist, she will not be invincible A demon cultivator with a first-level forging alchemy, so the four of them fought together, but the real Xuanyou defended all the way, and couldn't deliver a single attack.
Immortal Xuanshang had just passed a few strokes with Lu Ping, and was repelled by Lu Ping's mysterious swordsmanship for a few feet, when he heard another long howl. The man said: "Since it's a chaotic battle, Xuanlei is coming!"
Lu Ping did not dodge or avoid the falling thunder light, and five light curtains appeared in front of him, and the thunder light had not penetrated the three light curtains before being wiped out.
A silver figure fell into the battlefield like lightning, Lu Ping flicked his hand, and a Gengjin Yin thunder fell towards the comer, Lu Ping laughed loudly: "It's not rude to come and go, this brother will also take my trick. "
Lu Ping's golden scale sword turned into a sky-filled sword light, and continued to put pressure on Daoist Xuanshang, Daoist Xuanxiang, and Daoist Xuanyou in it. , "Sword Art of Shocking Waves Beating the Shore" encircled Jinlinjian into the sword light with a strange sound of waves.
The five fought each other chaotically, but Lu Ping still had the absolute upper hand.
However, this seemed to be just the beginning, just after Master Xuan Lei fell into the battle group, a huge boat broke into the battle group with the momentum of riding the wind and waves, and slammed towards everyone brutally.
A loud laugh came from the giant boat, and said: "The Xuanzhou is coming, everyone make way!"
What greeted Master Xuanzhou was Lu Ping's huge swordsmanship torrent of small supernatural powers, and the monstrous waves of swords seemed to overturn everything floating on the sea of swords.
Immortal Xuanzhou exclaimed, the person had already got out of the huge boat, and then the huge boat was devastated by the golden scale sword. Immortal Xuanzhou was in pain, put away the dilapidated giant boat, and roared "I'll fight with you." After speaking, he summoned a black iron puppet and a bronze puppet, and then jumped back into the battle group to attack everyone around him.
"Under Xuan Xing, look at my Fire Meteor!"
A middle-aged monk came striding forward, with one hand pointed towards the sky, and when he got close to the crowd, he turned his hand downwards, and a cloud of fire that had gathered without knowing when suddenly rained down one after another. Cover everyone in a rain of fire.
However, before the cloud of fire was activated for a long time, a cloud of dark clouds had already hovered over it. Lu Ping's golden scale sword swung out, and a series of strange swordsmanship learned from the place of inheritance smashed the bronze of Master Xuanzhou. The puppet hit sparks everywhere, and then pinched out a formula with one hand, and shouted: "Surrender!"
A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by raindrops as dense as fine needles falling from the dark clouds above the fire cloud, completely dousing the fire cloud in an instant.
"Xingyunbuyujue!"
After Lu Ping smelted Xuanyuan Heavy Water in the middle stage of advanced forging alchemy, every spell of the Twelve Righteous Methods of the North Sea was cast in Lu Ping's hands, and its power was not inferior to that of a small supernatural power.
The people in the melee have already reached seven monks in the mid-stage forging alchemy, but Lu Ping still has an absolute advantage among them, attacking the crowd all the way, the circle formed by a golden scale sword is getting bigger and bigger, and at the same time there are various spells The attack is overwhelming.
However, everyone's spells attacking Lu Ping were blocked by a thick protective light curtain.
With the small magical power of body protection "Water Curtain True Astral", Lu Ping has already condensed five kinds of water-attributed wonders of heaven and earth, plus the weight of the wonders of heaven and earth condensed by Lu Ping every time, these five layers of water curtains are spread in front of his body , its defensive power is almost as good as a psychic-level defensive magic weapon.
"Is this fucking little magical power of body protection?"
Xuanlei's scolding made everyone who attacked Lu Ping feel the same way. The melee seemed chaotic, but every monk among them followed a certain law, that is, everyone either attacked or retreated. Bring out the magic weapon of defense.
In this way, Lu Ping's protective energy seems to be a big advantage, but in fact, because Lu Ping is the strongest in this melee, although everyone is attacking each other, whenever Lu Ping makes a move, because of his attack It was too strong, and everyone had to work together to resist it. Conversely, if everyone wanted to pose a threat to Lu Ping, they had to attack together with two or three people to make Lu Ping fearful.
This battle seems to have aroused the interest of the mid-stage forged alchemy monks on Tianling Mountain.
"Haha, I, Xuanchen, are here!"
Daoist Xuanshang shouted: "Master Uncle, our younger generation competes for skills, why do you participate in the competition?"
Daoist Xuanchen stared at him, and cursed: "Little bastard, why are you talking so much nonsense, let's talk about it after we fight."
As soon as Master Xuanchen finished speaking, a thunderstorm of sunflower water fell silently towards him.
Master Xuanchen cursed: "Which bastard attacked!"
The billowing yellow dust swept in. Although it did not block everyone's sight, everyone in the battle suddenly felt that their bodies were suddenly stagnant. It seemed that they were affected by the yellow dust and became less flexible.
Master Xuanchen's triumphant laughter came out: "You little bastards, how powerful is this old man's 'dust settled' little supernatural power?"
As soon as the words fell, a wave suddenly surged up in the yellow dust, rushing towards one direction, and a clean passage suddenly appeared around the yellow dust.
Master Xuanchen said angrily: "Who is it, who broke my old man's spell?"
"Uncle Xuanchen, you are still such a bad-tempered person who only takes advantage but not disadvantages!"
When Lu Ping looked intently, it turned out that Xuan Sheng, who was under the sect of Jiang Tianlin, the patriarch of Xiaoyao, also came in.
In the past, whenever someone joined the battle group, Lu Ping was the first to say hello, but the real person Xuan Sheng has always given Lu Ping a good impression, not to mention that Chonghua and Xiaoyao have always regarded themselves as a family, and Lu Ping has never asked for help. The reason why my senior brother made a move.
More and more people joined the battle group. Lu Ping had always maintained his strength before, but now he had to restrain himself. In the end, 18 monks in the mid-stage forging alchemy fought on their own, and challenged everyone except himself. Attack.
The scale of this battle is getting bigger and bigger, but Lu Ping is surprised to find that the battle of everyone has not caused damage to the surrounding environment.
Lu Ping's heart moved, and his divine sense carefully probed the surroundings, but found that at some point, an invisible hood had formed around everyone. They seemed to be fighting here, but in fact they were already in a space isolated from the surrounding environment.
This is definitely the handwriting of Faxiang Patriarch, and Faxiang Patriarch has already noticed their battle.
But this is also inevitable. It is strange that the ancestor Fa Xiang didn't take it seriously when eighteen alchemy mid-stage monks fought in a scuffle at the gate of the inheritance place of Tianling Mountain.
There are more and more monks watching the battle around, and Lu Ping can feel that the network of spiritual thoughts around him is getting denser and denser, and there are even a lot of strong spiritual thoughts, which implicitly carry the pressure of spiritual thoughts, which are obviously late forging alchemy on Tianling Mountain. monk.
Master Guo Xuanshan is currently in charge of the daily affairs of the True Spirit Sect, and everyone is fighting here, which naturally alarmed him, but after Master Guo Xuanshan showed up here, he left without looking back.
A joke, 18 of the best alchemy mid-stage cultivators of our sect fought in a melee. Even though he, Guo Xuanshan, had condensed the seventh-rank golden alchemy and was already a quasi-dharma-phase cultivator in the eyes of others, he was not sure that he would be able to separate them. If several people join forces, they will hurt themselves, and it will be really embarrassing at that time.
To say that in this scuffle, the most eye-catching one is undoubtedly Chonghua's lineage, the ninth disciple of the Tianling Patriarch "Water Sword Immortal" Lu Xuanping.
The 18 mid-stage forged alchemy monks who fought in melee can also be distinguished. The truly powerful monks can generally stand in the center of the battle group, and when they attack the surrounding monks, they can also resist the counterattack of the surrounding monks.
Although the monks standing in the center of the battle group can prove their strength, facing the siege of many monks, the consumption of true energy is also incalculable, so the monks who can occupy the center of the battle group are often difficult to last, and they will withdraw under the siege of everyone In the center of the battle group, this forms a rotation, and the more powerful people will naturally last longer.
However, there was one exception among the eighteen monks. This person was present from the very beginning of the battle, and even when seven or eight real people were gathered to fight, this person still maintained an absolute suppressing advantage. As more and more monks joined the melee, this person could no longer maintain absolute suppression, but he still stood like a rock in the center of the battle group, and the monks standing in the center with him had already changed. Dial and dial.
This person is Lu Ping. Relying on the strong true energy brought by Xuanyuan Heavy Water and the use of several small supernatural-level swordsmanship and spells in turn, Lu Ping has always occupied the center of the battle group, and has always been in the position of being outnumbered. situation.
And Lu Ping's long-term strength has also aroused the competitive spirit of many monks. Although everyone is fighting with each other, but because of Lu Ping's strength, many monks often attack Lu Ping by coincidence, hoping to drive him out of the battle group center, but unfortunately all failed.
Gradually, the eyes of the monks in the scuffle changed when they looked at Lu Ping again. There may be fighting intent in the eyes, there may be provocation, there may be different emotions such as reluctance, but there is one thing in common, that is, for the strong the respect of those who
The chaotic battle at the back of Tianling Mountain is destined to be talked about and even passed down by the monks of the True Spirit Sect.