"The third one," Lu Ping said without waiting for Dabao to ask, "is this Feiling Island, the only giant island in the entire North Sea, which has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. The transformation of the ancestors of the past is almost perfect!"
Lu Ping stretched out his arms, as if he wanted to embrace the whole world, and said, "Beihai Zhongling Dingxiu is all on Feiling Island!"
Dabao didn't care much about these things, but when he heard Lu Ping talk about it, he opened his mouth and asked, "If that's the case, why is the Flying Spirit Sect still being wiped out?"
Lu Ping shook his head and did not answer, but turned around and said, "Go and find Zi Lan, we are leaving Feiling Island!"
In an extremely remote place in the northwestern sea area of Beihai, Xu Weihong, who was in a panic all over, was running for his life in a hurry, with a look of horror on his face, and at the same time, he turned his head to look behind him from time to time, as if he was chasing some scourge.
Xu Weihong never expected to meet this evil star in this remote place, and all the four forging alchemy monks who came with him fell into the hands of this person. fell under the sword of that man.
Together with Xu Weihong, two late forging alchemy monks, three forging alchemy mid-stage monks, the combination of five people can just set up a large array of Taoist soldiers inherited from the Xuanling sect, even if it is replaced by five late forging alchemy monks There is nothing they can do even if they join forces.
However, when these five people followed the instructions of the ore hunter from the East China Sea to explore the direction of the earth veins in the shallow sea of this generation, looking for a vein of spiritual material, one of the monks in the middle stage of forging alchemy was so silent. Frozen into ice sculptures at the bottom of the sea.
What a familiar way of killing, his junior brother's body shattered into ice floes in front of Xu Weihong's eyes, and floated up towards the sea. Each ice floe contained a part of the younger brother's body. The person who has almost become the nightmare of all Xuanling sect monks in the past five years.
The abandoned disciple of the True Spirit Sect, Yin Xuanchu!
Since the Taoist Patriarch was assassinated by Yin Xuanchu five years ago, and killed four disciples of the Xuanling Sect who were seriously injured and escaped from the siege, Yin Xuanchu, who spent a year recovering from his injuries, made frequent shots in the next four years. In the Xuanling Sect, there was one Faxiang patriarch, eleven alchemy monks and dozens of hemolysis monks who fell into his hands.
The entire Xuanling Sect was disturbed by Yin Xuanchu alone, and the corpses of every Xuanling Sect monk who fell into his hands were first turned into ice sculptures, and then shattered into ice slag all over the ground.
Those in the Beihai cultivation circle called Yin Xuanchu an "ice demon", which means that he is as bloodthirsty as a cultivator and easy to kill, and his cultivation strength and assassination ability far surpassed his father, the true spirit. One of the "Three Truths and Four Spirits" of Pai back then, the shadow real person Li Xuanyin.
Fortunately, although Yin Xuanchu has been bloodthirsty in the past five years, except for the Xuanling Sect, he has basically never taken the initiative to trouble the monks of other sects. Therefore, although the other sects have repeatedly condemned Yin Xuanchu, they even maliciously speculate that it is the True Spirit Sect. Conspiracy, but other than that, there is only jokes about Xuanling faction.
The frightened monks of the Xuanling sect hurriedly counterattacked, but before they caught Yin Xuanchu's hidden whereabouts, another monk in the mid-stage of alchemy turned into an ice sculpture and shattered into ice slag before Xu Weihong's eyes.
run!
Xu Weihong made a decisive decision, leaving behind two middle-stage forging alchemy juniors, he used all his escapism to fly out of the sea, and then set up the escaping light and headed towards the southeast.
And just after Xu Weihong escaped tens of feet, there was a scream from the sea behind him, but it stopped abruptly. Xu Weihong could even imagine the lifelike ice statue that opened his mouth and screamed like this junior in the middle stage of forging alchemy .
Xu Weihong trembled in his heart, and a rocket talisman was thrown out of his hand, a huge beam of rocket light rose from the sky, and a silver flower with a radius of several tens of feet exploded at a height of hundreds of feet, even hundreds of miles away. can be seen clearly.
Xu Hongwei knew that the only remaining junior who was in the middle stage of forging alchemy could not last long under Yin Xuanchu's hands, so Xu Hongwei simply bit the tip of his tongue, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and actually performed the secret art of blood escape.
This time, the Mysterious Spirit Sect asked Crystal Palace to send a mine hunter to search for spiritual material mines in the northwest sea area. The ore hunter was accompanied and protected by more than a dozen alchemy-stage monks led by the ancestor Lu Xuheng of the Mystical Spirit Sect.
Xu Weihong's team was also sent out by Patriarch Lu Xuheng, as long as Xu Weihong can escape to Patriarch Lu Xuheng, Yin Xuanchu who is chasing after him will undoubtedly die, and at least he can be protected by Patriarch Faxiang. Save your life.
Just as Xu Weihong was thinking wildly, a sudden chill came from behind him!
Xu Hongwei didn't even think about it, he sacrificed his talisman in his hand and punched him fiercely behind him.
when!
Xu Weihong staggered and rushed forward, trying to turn his body to look back at the same time, but the moment the natal magic weapon in his hand collided with the magic weapon of the person behind him, a chill had passed through his natal magic weapon. The magic weapon spreads towards the body.
Xu Weihong couldn't help but shudder, but he is also a late forging alchemy cultivator after all, a rising star that Xuanling Sect focuses on training, the proud master of Feng Xudao's ancestor, Fuyao Jue is running quickly in his body, although he can't get rid of the forest in his body. cold expulsion, but at least temporary suppression can be achieved.
When I looked up, I saw Yin Xuanchu dressed in black was looking at him coldly. There was no trace of aura around him, but he didn't look like an ordinary person, but like a piece of ice that was not sick, making the surroundings feel sick. temperatures are dropping.
Xu Weihong knew that this was coercive aura, which was usually only possessed by Dharma phase cultivators, and other than that, only those top-ranking demon clans with pure blood had blood coercion.
According to legend, this Yin Xuanchu is a mixed blood of human and demon, and has the blood of the top-ranked demon clan Bingchi in his body. Could it be because of this
This thought flashed through Xu Weihong's mind, but he did not forget that this is the time of life and death, and this place is very close to the place where Lu Xuheng's ancestors were before. They thought they had seen Xu Weihong's message at this time. The rocket talisman has rushed to meet him, as long as he can persist, he may be able to escape with his life.
But can you stop it
Xu Weihong didn't dare to think about it, but these thoughts kept drilling into his mind. Xu Weihong's mind was already in chaos.
A look of contempt flashed across Yin Xuanchu's eyes, and then he returned to the state of no waves in the ancient well, and the pair of frost daggers in his hands became more and more fierce. It invaded into his zhenyuan, making Xu Weihong's zhenyuan not function smoothly, and every time he resisted Yin Xuanchu's attack, he became more and more powerless.
Seeing that Xu Weihong was about to perish under Yin Xuanchu's sword, even Xu Weihong himself had already begun to despair, waiting for the arrival of the last moment, but Yin Xuanchu himself suddenly stopped, and abruptly retreated several tens of feet, only to suspend Standing on the surface of the sea, looking around at something.
Xu Weihong was taken aback for a moment, and then realized something, with ecstasy on his face.
The space beside Xu Weihong suddenly opened up, Lu Xuheng stepped out, first glanced at Xu Weihong with dissatisfaction, then looked at Yin Xuanchu and said, "Are you Yin Xuanchu, the abandoned disciple of the True Spirit Sect?"
Yin Xuanchu did not answer Patriarch Lu Xuheng's words, but put away the daggers in both hands, and said: "How many people have come, come out!"
"Okay! As expected of being the son of Li Xuanyin, he is really kind!"
Lu Xuheng clapped his hands, and sighed: "The True Spirit Sect has been lucky all these years, and there are so many elite disciples under the sect. If you, Yin Xuanchu, hadn't been expelled from the True Spirit Sect, your achievements may not be as good. Then Lu Xuanping will not be too far behind, one immortal and one demon, two swords and two tigers, even so, the Beihai cultivation world still regards you as a disciple of the True Spirit Sect!"
Yin Xuanchu remained silent, just silently watching the monks of the Xuanling Sect appearing from the surrounding sea water, void, islands, reefs, and clouds, and surrounded him right in the middle.
A cultivator at the Dharma Stage, four late forging alchemy cultivators, and Xu Weihong, a late forging alchemy cultivator who had just recovered from a desperate situation, and monks from the Xuanling sect were coming. Yin Xuanchu was surrounded by them and fell into an unprecedented situation. in the crisis.
Yin Xuanchu once attacked and killed Faxiang monks, and beheaded four of them under the siege of several forging alchemy monks to break out of the encirclement, but that was the attack he launched after careful planning and careful arrangements.
Even so, Yin Xuanchu was seriously injured after breaking out of the siege, and it took him a year to recover gradually.
At this time, Yin Xuanchu not only lost the chance of sneak attack and assassination that he is best at, but also fell into the encirclement carefully arranged by others. For several monks of the same level in the later stage of alchemy, Yin Xuanchu's situation at this time can almost be said to be extremely dangerous.
On the surface of the sea hundreds of miles away, a portal suddenly opened, and Lu Ping walked out of the portal with a trace of novelty on his face.
The portals behind him gradually closed. Lu Ping looked around at the surrounding sea, and then stretched out his hand at random to open a space portal. When his figure reappeared, he was already more than ten miles away.
"It seems that now I can more accurately control the range within more than ten miles. Although my divine sense can cover nearly thirty miles, once I go out of the range of more than ten miles, the range of the space will be extremely large. Big deviation."
Lu Ping felt the space magical powers that he was gradually familiar with, and muttered to himself: "It seems that it is still relatively unfamiliar, and I think it will be possible to achieve more accurate teleportation with more practice."