Qiao Xipeng's mid-level magic weapon shield was shattered by the blood beads, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and was thrown far away.
The seriously injured Qiao Xipeng couldn't care about the spirit snake at this time, and hurriedly took out a few jade bottles from the storage bag, and put a few pills out of them into his mouth.
Just when he raised his head and was about to put the medicine in his mouth, he was suddenly shocked!
At some point, a large iron seal measuring three feet and three inches in length, width and height had risen above his head. The black iron seal covered the sky above Qiao Xipeng's head. "The two characters smeared out a series of hideous dark lights.
Qiao Xipeng could no longer care about the panacea that was about to be eaten, because the "landslide" had already shot at Qiao Xipeng with the momentum of Mount Tai.
Qiao Xipeng let out a strange cry. It was too late to escape the heavy blow of the "landslide" at this time, so he could only resist. Although the previous shield had been broken, a master of the hemolytic period naturally has more than this wealth.
A mid-level magic weapon with a crown of a tree flew out of Qiao Xipeng's storage bag, flew over Qiao Xipeng and turned into a big tree, covering Qiao Xipeng underneath.
However, only a "creaking" sound was heard, and all the branches of the big tree were crushed by the "landslide", and the trunk of the big tree was also crumbling, like a roof beam that was about to collapse at any time.
Qiao Xipeng saw that half of his magic weapon was smashed to pieces in an instant, and the mana he output seemed to hit an iron wall. The recoil mana made his pale face turn red suddenly, and the bursts of chest tightness made him feel uncomfortable. uncomfortable.
Qiao Xipeng roared angrily: "A high-level magic weapon, who shamelessly attacked your uncle Qiao's family, aren't you afraid that my Qiao family and Xuanling faction will settle accounts with you?"
As soon as Qiao Xipeng's words fell, there was only a soft sound on the sea. Lu Ping had already flown from the bottom of the sea to the reef island. At the same time, he raised his hands, and sprinkled dozens of top-quality blood charms on Qiao Xipeng as if free of money.
Qiao Xipeng saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old monk jumping out of the sea. It was the blood-refining monk of the True Spirit Sect that he had attacked earlier. He couldn't help but wondered, "It's you, you're not dead?"
At this time, dozens of various talismans turned into various spells exploded around Qiao Xipeng, blasting the aura around Qiao Xipeng's body in bursts of turmoil.
Qiao Xipeng smiled contemptuously, and said, "It's a joke, what use are these gadgets from the blood refinement period?"
As soon as Qiao Xipeng's words fell, there was a loud "click", and the tree magic weapon, which was crumbling under the pressure, was finally overwhelmed and broke completely.
"Bastard!" As soon as Qiao Xipeng sweared, a mouthful of blood spewed out immediately. This little bastard from the True Spirit School actually used a talisman to disperse his mana, and then destroyed his magic weapon.
However, Qiao Xipeng guessed wrong again!
Relying on the last support of the magic weapon of the big tree, Qiao Xipeng, who narrowly escaped from the "landslide", just arrived and took a breath, when he saw a jade talisman in the hand of the little beast of the Zhenling faction in front of him, and the golden light on it was shining , as if about to flourish.
"Amulet! Damn it!"
The real purpose of the dozens of talismans issued by this little beast before was to cover him from activating the talismans!
Qiao Xipeng flipped his hands over, and held a silver jade talisman in his hand, which turned out to be a talisman too!
Qiao Xipeng poured mana into it desperately, but the long-term fighting and serious injuries had already exhausted his mana.
Lu Ping's talisman finally activated, and a ball of golden light rushed out of the jade talisman, condensed into a golden short spear over Lu Ping, and stabbed at Qiao Xipeng quickly.
Seeing the golden short spear, Qiao Xipeng felt as if he had seen a ghost, and said angrily, "Why do you have the golden gun talisman? You killed my brother?"
After all, he didn't care that the talisman in his hand hadn't been fully activated, so he activated it hastily, and a silver light flew into the air and turned into an ordinary sword light, slashing towards the golden short spear.
The two collided in an instant, but there was no sound, only the aftermath of the spell that burst out cut half of the volume of the reef out of the sea into pieces.
Lu Ping was taken aback, not because Qiao Xipeng also had a talisman, but even his brother had one. As his elder brother, the eldest son of the Qiao family, it is not surprising that a hemolytic cultivator had a talisman.
Lu Ping did not expect that Qiao Xipeng would have time to activate the talisman. Although he was seriously injured and did not fully activate it, Qiao Xipeng was a monk in the hemolytic period after all, and the power of the two talismans did not want to go up or down.
Lu Ping took a look, only to find that the baby talisman in Qiao Xipeng's hand was glowing, and there were actually three auras in it. This is a talisman made by a real person with three layers of alchemy. No wonder it can resist the golden gun talisman in a hurry. The talisman has only one spirit halo, which is only made by a real person at the first level of forging alchemy.
Fortunately, Lu Ping's methods didn't stop there. He raised his hands and shot two red low-level flying swords at Qiao Xipeng.
Qiao Xipeng had calmed down from the shock and anger of discovering the murderer of his younger brother. Seeing that Lu Ping sacrificed a low-level magic weapon to fight him, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a sinister smile: "Is it finally at the end of your wits? Today, you, Mr. Qiao, I will tell you that you can't live or die, and avenge my brother!"
After all, the mid-level flying sword he used when fighting the spirit snake slashed fiercely at Lu Ping's two red flying swords.
Just when the two pieces intersected, the red flying sword suddenly exploded, and the huge explosion force also blasted Qiao Xipeng's flying sword into two pieces!
Qiao Xipeng yelled: "Despicable!" He looked up and arrived!
This time Qiao Xipeng, who was originally seriously injured, couldn't get up again.
That mid-level flying sword is Qiao Xipeng's natal magic weapon!
The so-called natal magic weapon is a weapon that is connected with one's own mind and is forged by a monk based on his own cultivation skills and physique, and selects suitable spiritual materials. This weapon will continue to improve with the improvement of the monk's cultivation. The monk's most tyrannical final killer.
Qiao Xipeng, who was seriously injured, only wanted to kill Lu Ping as soon as possible, so he resorted to his last skills. Who would have thought that the cunning Lu Ping would explode himself with a magic weapon of blood sacrifice.
This time the natal magic weapon was destroyed, and Qiao Xipeng's already seriously injured body finally collapsed like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Lu Ping calculated every step, and Qiao Xipeng finally fell into the trap.
The cautious Lu Ping didn't go forward, but sacrificed Feiyan Sword General Qiao Xipeng with a sword, and then went to take off his storage bag in peace.
Lu Ping originally wanted to take out the blood beads from Qiao Xipeng's heart, but he didn't want to dissect the human body. The reason why he cut open the sea serpent's heart before was that the sea serpent's monster was not human after all.
Lu Ping thought for a while, and burned Qiao Xipeng's body with a fire. In the end, only the mana contained in the three blood beads remained, which was collected by Lu Ping.
After Lu Ping finished the aftermath of destroying the corpse, he turned his head and found that the dying sea serpent had disappeared.