"Let him go!"
Master Xuansu pointed his natal magic weapon at Lei Laoliu from afar, and watched Yuan Xuanzhan, who was captured by Lei Laoliu, fight to the death if he disagreed with him.
Immortal Xuanchang at the side took a step forward at this moment, and said: "My fellow Taoist, if you are really under Martial Nephew Lu, you should naturally know that if the person you captured really did something good or bad, Martial Nephew Lu might not be here. Good explanation!"
Although the two were uncompromising, but Lei Lao Liu was able to capture Yuan Xuanzhan so easily under the joint guard of the two just now. It is definitely not the opponent of the person in front of him, but at this time, he must not lose his momentum, he can only bite the bullet and hold on.
Lei Laoliu smiled harmlessly, and said: "Two real people, don't worry, this kid wants to drag you two into the water with all his heart, but Lei is not a reckless person, but should you two look up now? Heaven?"
"What?"
Immortal Xuansu and Immortal Xuanchang looked at Lei Laoliu who was smiling calmly in front of them, and both had a bad premonition in their hearts. When they looked up, they didn't know when the battle between the two above them had ended.
It is said that the ancestor of Tianshu was easily dispelled by Lu Ping with the weird black prison poison fire, and there was a burst of heart palpitations for no reason, but now he can't help him to have other thoughts, and Lu Ping on the opposite side will not give him any more thoughts time.
The Pengniao Faxiang of the ancestor of Tianshu swooped down, and a pair of sharp claws poked out from under his belly, and grabbed Lu Ping directly.
It was beyond Lu Ping's expectation that the ancestor of Tianshu actually attacked directly with the magic sign.
Although the magical power of Faxiang is surprisingly powerful, it is most likely to be injured if it is displayed in front of the opponent like this, unless it is the most urgent moment.
Of course, the supernatural powers of the ancestor of Tianshu are not limited to these, but the ones used to fight against the enemy are naturally powerful supernatural spells, but these spells have been easily resolved by Lu Ping one after another, but the ancestor of Tianshu himself has not been able to test it out. The depth of the person is quite at a loss for a while, and he directly attacked with the imperial envoy.
This is also because the ancestor of Tianshu has just entered the Dharma phase, and has not done much research on the methods of the Dharma phase, and there is not much experience in fighting monks of the same Dharma phase before.
Pengniao's sharp claws directly penetrated into the poisonous fire of the black prison, and strange flames climbed up, burning the golden claws of Pengniao's Dharma Avatar.
The ancestor of Tianshu turned pale, obviously suffering from great pain, and the dharma form of Pengniao also let out a miserable scream, but the pair of sharp claws were not actually damaged by the poisonous fire, and they still grabbed Lu Ping's head.
Zheng! Zheng!
Two sounds of gold and iron clinking sounded, and the Pengniao circled into the sky again, and Lu Ping's Qiushui Yiren sword rolled back. There was a bad wind blowing overhead, and when the roc was circling past Lu Ping's head, its golden beak suddenly pecked at Lu Ping.
Lu Ping snorted coldly, stretched out his right middle finger and index finger, and drew nine circles towards the bird's beak that was pecked at the top of his head. Blue and purple water lines appeared on the top of Lu Ping's head out of thin air, and then formed a noose, which happened to pull the bird The protruding beak is set in it.
Lu Ping made a sudden pull-down movement with his right hand, and the noose composed of nine waterlines was suddenly locked, binding Pengniao's mouth tightly.
In Lu Ping's hands, the Water Control Art has been used to a state of perfection!
In desperation, Pengniao had to flap its wings fiercely, and a hurricane surged up, hitting Lu Ping's head and face. At the same time, cracks were opened in the surrounding void, and strange vines and grasses stretched out, entwined around Lu Ping's body. and go.
Countless sword lights like fish scales formed a cocoon-like thing around Lu Ping, and the vines and grass wrapped around were completely strangled by the water-seeping sword art.
A black flag jumped out of the sword cocoon suddenly, and shook gently towards the Faxiang Pengniao. Water waves formed huge water ropes in the sky, winding towards the Pengniao's wings.
Although Pengniao could easily break the water rope wrapped around his body, even if there were more water ropes winding up, it only took a moment, and the Pengniao dharma image shook in mid-air.
At this moment, he suddenly heard the ancestor of Tianshu in front of him chanting. When Lu Ping looked up, he saw the ancestor of Tianshu suddenly looking at him, pointing to the sky with one hand, pointing at Lu Ping with the other, and shouted loudly: " disease!"
As soon as the words fell, a thunderclap sounded one after another, which really shocked Lu Ping.
Before Lu Ping could look up, the berserk Yimu Spiritual Qi had condensed in the sky above Lu Ping, and a cyan thunder roared down, hitting the top of Lu Ping's head.
Otoki God Thunder!
Lu Ping let out a strange cry. He never thought that the ancestor of Tianshu could practice such supernatural powers, which really surprised Lu Ping.
Although the Yuwen family said that the supernatural power of lightning is rampant in the world, but this does not mean that other people in the cultivation world cannot cultivate supernatural powers of thunder.
It's just that because of the blood of Taoist Peng, the Yuwen family can display all the supernatural powers of thunder in the cultivation world in their hands, and their power is much higher than that of ordinary monks. Moreover, they have many sources that other monks do not have. The secrets of bloodline inheritance are far beyond what ordinary monks can compare.
Other monks can only choose one kind of lightning supernatural power that is related to their own cultivation skills, and it is not easy to practice it successfully. The direct lineage of the Yuwen family, but that is also a remarkable existence, not to mention it was cast from the hands of a Dharma monk.
At this time, it was useless for Lu Ping to hide. A pure white lotus flower was born under his feet, and layers of dense light surrounded Lu Ping. For a while, in the eyes of outsiders, Lu Ping looked like a fairy.
When the cyan thunder light fell, it was as if cold water had poured into a hot oil pan. The sky and the earth were boiling, and the cyan and white rays of light intertwined. For a while, only these two colors remained in the sky and the earth.
The ancestor of Tianshu withdrew the Pengniao Dharma with a fluctuating expression, and suddenly a mahogany sword appeared in his hand. After thinking about it, he did not sacrifice it in the end, but let the mahogany sword hover around his body to protect it firmly Then slowly backed away.
Under the cover of the bluish-white light, Lu Ping stood in mid-air leisurely, looking at the light that surrounded him all around, a gourd exuding seven colors was hanging above Lu Ping's head, and it was slowly coming from the outer layer. Draw the cyan light from the light ball.
The violent light concealed everyone's divine sense detection, but it did not hinder Lu Ping's divine sense hidden in the light.
Seeing that the Taomu sword was sacrificed by the ancestor of Tianshu, he finally put it down and just protected it around his body. Lu Ping put back the two Yuanchen beads that had just been taken out, and said secretly: " Forget it, it’s just a slap in the face for you, although you can’t be killed, but if you are injured, it’s not easy to explain to the other ancestors if you want to come to the teacher!”
The bluish-white light suddenly collapsed, and the ancestor of Tianshu in the distance looked startled, and saw that the bluish-white light was actually merging with each other, and then condensed into a ball of lightning the size of a castan.
After the thunder ball, Lu Ping looked at the ancestor of Tianshu with a smile on his face, then pushed the thunder ball in front of him with both hands, and ran towards him quickly while the face of the ancestor of Tianshu changed greatly.
The ancestor of Tianshu didn't care about why things became like this, the mahogany sword in front of him shook ninety-nine sword lights in a row, and a ray of thunder burst out from each sword light, and then weaved a circle around the sword light. Blossoming peach blossoms shining with this thunder.
Ninety-nine Leiguang Peach Blossoms shaded each other, and actually formed a huge Leiguang Peach Tree above the head of Tianshu Patriarch. The peach tree shook for a while, and countless branches, leaves and petals fell from the tree, like a hanging curtain, covering the sky. The ancestor of Shu is protected in it.
The ball of lightning finally collided with it, and countless lightning lights jumped and flickered, and more than forty-nine peach blossoms of lightning lights were chopped off, and most of the phantom peach tree was destroyed as a result.
But before Patriarch Tianshu could catch his breath, a bead shining with colorful light broke through the cover of the phantom of the peach tree and bumped towards Patriarch Tianshu's chest.
The ancestor of Tianshu didn't expect that Lu Ping would be able to mobilize enough true energy to use a magic weapon for nourishing the spirit again when he activated such a powerful thunder magic power. With a flick of the shadow, the peach wood sword was pulled out from the trunk, and the phantom of the peach tree that had been destroyed by most of it disappeared at once, leaving only dozens of Lei Guang peach blossoms slowly falling from the tree.
The bead that shone with colorful light made the ancestor of Tianshu really feel the danger. The ancestor of Tianshu tried his best to gather the true energy in his body, and the dharma form of Pengniao took shape on his head again.
The mahogany sword was thrown into the air by the ancestor of Tianshu, and it just fused with Pengniao's beak. Thunder lights gathered from Pengniao's mouth immediately, and then shot towards the colorful Yuanchen beads.
At this moment, a ray of light suddenly disappeared from the corner of the eyes of the ancestor of Tianshu, and when the ancestor of Tianshu was shocked, the light had already shot into the body of the ancestor of Tianshu.
The figure of the ancestor of Tianshu suddenly froze, and the magic power in his body could not be activated for a while. Although it was only a moment of effort, the ancestor of Tianshu broke free, but the five-color Yuan Chenzhu took this opportunity to smash into the mahogany sword. , broke through the thunder light spewed out by the Pengniao dharma form, and at the moment when the ancestor of Tianshu was barely recovering, Yuan Chenzhu actually smashed on the shoulder of the ancestor of Tianshu.
"ah!"
The ancestor of Tianshu screamed, and the true energy in his body was turbulent for a while, and he could no longer maintain his suspended figure, and fell from mid-air.
Just when Lei Laoliu reminded Xuansu and Xuanchang to look up, they happened to see the ancestor of Tianshu who fell from mid-air screaming.
The two of them suddenly widened their eyes, and "This is absolutely impossible" was written all over their faces!