Lu Ping, who was flying back, pinched out magic formulas one after another. Lu Ping, who had only used Wandu Meteor Yuangang to protect his body, suddenly bloomed a sixth-grade lotus flower, and a broken flag rose slowly from above Lu Ping's head.
At this moment, the burly monk who was chasing after him was completely crazy, a cloud of white water mist gushed out, and a huge great white shark poked its head out of the water mist, and glanced viciously at Lu Ping's direction. Immediately, the entire nearly twenty-foot-long huge body suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
Before the dull sound of the Great White Shark's self-explosion could be heard, the blood mist from the explosion had already swept towards Lu Ping's direction.
Lu Ping tried his best to fly back, and the six layers of protective energy were instantly battered and riddled with holes. The water control flag fluttered, and a black light curtain with blue light poured down, and white lotus flowers floated in the air. On the light curtain, Lu Ping's bodyguard was continuously repaired with qi, firmly resisting the erosion of the bursting blood mist.
Lu Ping's face was pale, and the true essence in his body surged towards the protective energy like a flood that broke the embankment, but his expression remained calm.
Lu Ping spread his left palm, and a purple flame appeared in his palm. Lu Ping pushed his palm forward, and the purple flame turned into a wave of fire, burning up a large amount of blood mist.
However, this was not enough, Lu Ping's right palm spun immediately, and the berserk black prison poison fire turned into a wall of fire in front of Lu Ping, and together with Ziqi Donglaiyan, they resisted the blood mist that filled Lu Ping.
Naturally, Lu Ping's methods were not limited to this. A small gourd suddenly rose from behind Lu Ping, and the gourd slowly rotated in mid-air, as if something was brewing. The seven-colored lightning burst out from the gourd, and countless seven-colored thunders raged in the blood mist. Lu Ping suddenly felt the pressure lighten. Lu Ping had already been prepared for the self-destruction of the forged core eight-layer demon cultivator whose body was a great white shark. Under such circumstances, after all, Lu Ping failed to pull Lu Ping to the end.
Lu Ping looked at the center of the self-destruction and sighed regretfully. The burly cultivator's self-destruction also blew up the storage magic weapon he was carrying, but Lu Ping's eyes lit up immediately, and a long whip appeared In his hand, Lu Ping flicked towards the depths of the poisonous fog, and heard a few "ding dong" sounds. The pair of copper hammers used by the burly monk before were entangled by Lu Ping's long whip and brought out.
Lu Ping caught a pair of copper hammers with both hands, but his face was happy, and he felt a strong sense of repulsion from the copper hammers. Lu Ping's true essence mixed with spiritual thoughts poured into the copper hammers, and Lu Ping felt The sense of repulsion in the copper hammer suddenly weakened.
This pair of copper hammers is obviously the natal magic weapon of the burly monk, and has been sacrificed by the burly monk to the six treasures, reaching the peak of the psychic magic weapon.
Although Lu Ping is not proficient in refining weapons, he has a master alchemy master as a close friend, and he still has an eye for appreciating magic weapons. The quality of this pair of copper hammers has been sacrificed to a high level by the burly monks. Obviously, the burly monks have advanced the copper hammers. The magic weapon was ready, but luck was not good, but it finally fell in the fallen archipelago.
After this frantic pursuit of the dying monks, Lu Ping became more cautious. Lu Ping restrained the light of his body as much as possible to reduce the attraction to others, and at the same time tried his best to escape from the wall of the ten thousand poisonous sky.
Fortunately, along the way, Lu Ping did not encounter such a situation as a burly monk, and he arrived in front of the wall of the ten thousand poisonous sky without any danger.
At this time, the Ten Thousand Poisons Sky Wall had become invisible, Lu Ping didn't dare to neglect, he slammed into the Ten Thousand Poisons Sky Wall, and fell to the Great Archipelago.
Lu Ping had just appeared from the wall of the Ten Thousand Poisonous Sky, and he was shocked in his heart. However, Lu Ping tried his best to hide his aura, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a wave of spiritual power burst out of his body, and directed towards all directions Suppressed and left, then Lu Ping flew away in the direction of Huan Lingcheng as if there was no one else around.
Not long after Lu Ping left, there was a flicker in the void, and seven or eight monks showed their figures from all directions, and their standing positions just surrounded the place where Lu Ping had just come out.
These few monks reached five or six levels of forging alchemy in the later stage of forging alchemy.
A short, stocky monk with a shaggy beard spit out thick phlegm toward the sea, and cursed viciously: "It's such a fucking bad luck to meet a monk at the Dharma stage!"
A few feet away from the short and sturdy monk, a gentle-looking monk waved a folding fan and said with a smile: "Big Tiger Beard, you should be glad that he didn't make a move, otherwise how many of us would be able to stay?"
The short and strong long-bearded monk Dahuxu "hummed" twice, his expression was rather displeased, but he didn't say anything more, but a monk beside him who was missing an ear said with some regret: "That's okay. Not necessarily, the monk was in a hurry, his face was pale, and he obviously suffered a lot in the Fallen Archipelago, otherwise how could he let me go after he found out that we were in ambush with his cultivation level?"
The folding fan monk sneered and said, "Are you still thinking of beating the ancestor of Faxiang? Don't forget the news that came three hours ago. Another wave of monks doing the same business as us ambushed a seriously injured Faxiang period female cultivator. What happened in the end!"
Everyone's face changed when they heard what Brother Folding Fan said. Seeing that everyone stopped talking, Brother Folding Fan sneered in his heart, and preached: "The supernatural power of a monk in the Faxiang period is something we can guess. It’s really at the end of the battle, but the means of suppressing the bottom of the box are enough to make me wait for most of the casualties, but I may not be able to keep him!”
Lu Ping once again deceived a group of monks with bad intentions, and simply plunged into the sea water. The clear water and moon pearls were shining above his head, and the blue true essence merged with the sea water around Lu Ping. Lu Ping's figure suddenly changed in the sea water. It was faster and more flexible than in the sky, and it was tens of miles away in the blink of an eye.
In the Illusory Spirit City, Master Xuan Xu and Master Xuan Sen were hurrying towards the temporary cave where the True Spirit Sect was located.
"Two uncles, is Uncle Tianqin back?"
The real people Xuan Xu and Xuan Sen raised their heads and turned to look in the direction of the sound. They saw Lu Ping smiling and looking at the two of them, but the slightly pale face due to the loss of true energy still revealed Lu Ping's current state.
Master Xuanxu's expression brightened, and he said: "Martial Nephew Lu, it's just in time for you to come back!"
Master Xuansen bumped into Master Xuanxu, turned around and whispered to Lu Ping, "Nephew Lu, go back to the cave and talk!"
Lu Ping saw the serious expressions of the two, he thought about it for a while, and quickly stepped forward and said in a low voice: "But what's wrong with Uncle Tianqin!"
Master Xuan Sen said somewhat: "Nephew Lu, even if you and I enter the Fallen Islands, we must be cautious. How dare you enter it?"
Although Master Xuan Sen said a lot of reproach in his mouth, there was a sense of admiration in his eyes.
Lu Ping nodded and said with a smile: "Uncle Master's lesson is that this time the disciple was driven purely by curiosity, and indeed he lost consideration."
Master Xuanxu hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay! Brother Xuansen, you yourself have long wanted to see what happened in the Fallen Islands. Although you are talking about it now, you still don't know how envious you are in your heart."
Master Xuanxu turned around again and said to Lu Ping: "Martial nephew Lu must be careful in the future, don't always cut first and then play in such a silent way, by the time we get your sound transmission sword, you will have already entered The fallen archipelago, even if we want to stop it, it is too late."
Lu Ping quickly said yes, Master Xuanxu saw that his goal had been achieved, and said quickly: "Junior Sister Tianqin was seriously injured during this trip to the Fallen Islands, she told you to go see her quickly after you come back."
When Lu Ping heard that the ancestor of Tianqin was injured, his expression became a little bit more dignified. He nodded in agreement, and followed the two of them towards the cave.
The ancestor of Tianqin seemed to be sitting there cross-legged with a bloodless face. Lu Ping was taken aback when he saw her look like this. Disciple, I don't know how the sky is high and the earth is thick, and even a little cultivation dares to enter the wall of the ten thousand poisonous sky, I really don't know how the word death is written?"
Lu Ping didn't know why Patriarch Tianqin's face changed, but he still saluted solemnly and thanked Patriarch Tianqin for everything he had done for him in the fallen archipelago.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Ping recounted what he had seen and heard in the secret land. Of course, Lu Ping did not say anything about the ancestor Longhuai, but only mentioned the things in the secret land that would trigger the opportunity for monks to advance to the next stage of alchemy, and The possible production of Ten Thousand Seconds Yulu, Xiyang and other natural and earthly treasures was discussed with the ancestor of Tianqin and the two real people Xuanxu and Xuansen.
After listening to Lu Ping's narration, the ancestor of Tianqin's expression remained unchanged, but he didn't say anything, as if he was thinking about something, while the real people Xuanxu and Xuansen were surprised by the news brought back by Lu Ping, especially when they heard Xuanxuan's words. Under the leadership of the Crystal Palace, Lingpai also participated in this secret trip, and the faces of the two were even more worried.
"The matter of the Xuanling Sect is nothing to worry about. Whether a sect can grow or not depends on external forces. Although Dao Yan participated in the actions of the Crystal Palace, how much benefit will the Crystal Palace give him as Dao Yan? "
Master Xuansen pondered for a while, and said: "Senior Sister Tianqin is certainly right, but Crystal Palace is so rich and powerful, if you really support Xuanling Sect, you don't need to support Xuanling Sect to become the largest sect in Beihai, you only need to let Xuanling Sect The faction keeps harassing the faction, making the faction unable to develop normally, and their goal has been achieved. Now, apart from the Crystal Palace blatantly intervening in the affairs of the North Sea, there also seem to be forces in the Middle Earth and the South China Sea. Zong merged and became the third sect in Beihai in one fell swoop. At this time, the situation in Beihai can be described as unpredictable. My True Spirit Sect is trembling in Beihai. If there is a slight difference, everything may be lost, and the good situation will be ruined. As soon as!"