Chapter 788： Goodbye bloodstone
?collapse! collapse! collapse!
The water nets under Lu Ping's cloth were broken several times under the impact of the white mist, and the water nets were about to break. Lu Ping moved towards the broken water, and an aura of strange dragon shook his head and waved his tail and appeared in the white mist. Above. -
The strange dragon hovered and roared towards the objects in the white mist below, and plunged into it. The white mist suddenly rolled and rolled, but Lu Ping didn’t know what was happening. When Shennian encountered the white mist He was isolated from the outside, and he could only feel it when he performed the Qing Jiao Nao Hai Jue.
What is in it?
Lu Ping's subordinates did not dare to neglect the slightest, only seeing the opponent so easily broke Lu Ping's water control technique in half, and Lu Ping knew that his opponent's strength was still falling in Lu Ping's hands, even among the ancestors of Qinxue. on.
The white mist churned, Lu Ping’s eyes drifted away, and the movements of his subordinates suddenly stagnated. A piece of golden scales flashed in front of Lu Ping’s eyes, and then was submerged by the churning mist. It seemed that something hidden in the white mist was summoning Lu Ping. In the process of trembling, the green Jiao accidentally exposed his feet.
Lu Ping immediately lit the double flying swords, and the Qiushui Yiren sword flew on both sides of Lu Ping, with the tip of the sword pointing far away in the direction where the white mist was rolling.
At this time, Lu Ping had already sensed that the Green Jiao he had put in the white mist had fallen in a battle with the things hidden in it.
With a flick of Lu Ping's fingers, a stream of water stretched forward, and then it turned into a long and slender sword. The long sword flew high. On the opposite side of the Shuangfei sword, the tip of the sword also pointed to the white mist.
The long chants from the white mist revealed the meaning of deathly excitement. Lu Ping could perceive that the Qing Jiao had reached the end of the crossbow at this time, and the existence hidden in the white mist had already been dismantled. If it weren’t for It was a spell summoned by Lu Ping with supernatural powers, and his injuries were already near death.
Lu Ping pointed to the void on the other side. The air there seemed to flicker blue, but when he looked closely, there was nothing.
Four flying swords were hung around the stone mansion, and the sword tips pointed at the white mist. At this moment, the sound of disintegration suddenly came out from the white mist, and a piece of rain sprinkled out of the white mist, pattering toward the cave below the entrance of the cave. Falling into the stone mansion.
Lu Ping pinched the technique with both hands, then his hands snapped together, and he shouted, "Hey!"
The four flying swords hanging around the white mist shined brightly, and countless sword shadows were stripped from the four flying swords. After a short time, the entire stone mansion was flooded with flying sword shadows. There was a space where the remaining white mist was, and all the sword shadows pointed their sword tips at the white mist, and the sharp sword light and cold air gradually rose in the stone mansion, turning into murderous intent at any time.
The existence hidden in the white mist seemed to have sensed the incomparable killing intent displayed by Lu Ping's four flying swords. The white mist that had originally rolled like boiling water also seemed to calm down at this time, as if he was thinking or hesitating.
At this time, Lu Ping suddenly felt a sinking on his shoulders, Linglong was already sitting on it, and looked at the white mist in the distance. Linglong stretched out her hand to her mouth and spit out a blood-red gem, and handed it to Lu Ping. , Said: "Here, this is the thing left over when the strange lizard was refined just now!"
The gem is only slightly larger than the fingernail, but Lu Ping can tell at a glance that this blood-red gem is of the same material as the blood-red stone that Lu Ping had obtained from the fallen dense land.
Lu Ping was slightly pleased. He was about to reach out to take the gem, but suddenly heard an angry roar in the white mist. The white mist who had been confronting Lu Ping's sword formation suddenly rushed towards Lu Ping. The white mist suddenly pulled into a regular cloud strip.
A golden claw was suddenly deep in the white mist and grabbed the blood-colored gem in Lu Ping's hand. Lu Ping also guessed from the scales and half of the claws exposed in the white mist's shaking process that there seemed to be a snake-like body in the white mist.
Is it because of this bloodstone?
A thought flashed in Lu Ping's heart, and he shouted, "Good job!"
One-handedly yelled, "Gather!"
The four flying swords unite from four directions to form a huge sword net, in which countless sword shadows shuttle back and forth, like a huge meat grinder. No matter how strong you are, under this sword formation, Will be exhausted to deal with ubiquitous attacks, and in the end the true essence is exhausted and there is only one fall.
Lu Ping is the most familiar with the sword tactics of all rivers, the longest time in researching, and the most powerful, but he has the magical power of swordsmanship far from the highest level!
Even though Lu Ping had the potential to rise to the supreme swordsmanship by Lu Ping after several chances and coincidences, Lu Ping could still feel that the depth of the swordsmanship was far beyond that of Da Jiangdong. , Even if it is the supreme magical power of swordsmanship inherited by the Yingtian School for a long time, the anti-yingtian swordsmanship, after the achievement of the supreme magical powers, may not be as good as the Shanghai Nabaichuan swordsmanship.
In Lu Ping’s view, this sword tactic can only be summarized in five words when it is practiced to the extreme depth. That is "one sword can break ten thousand tactics"!
In the beginning, in order to pursue the power of the magical powers of swordsmanship, Lu Ping had prematurely practiced the Heiner Baichuan Sword Art to the level of great magical powers, but after all, he took a detour. There hasn't been much improvement in Lu Ping's hands, but it has grown as Lu Ping's cultivation base increases.
It was not until Lu Ping helped the ancestors of the sky survive the second calamity that Lu Ping realized that there was a problem with his swordsmanship practice. It took decades to realize that it was only now that he was able to gradually correct the mistakes made in the Sword Art. come.
Lu Ping was just promoted. It was just when he wanted to find an opponent to verify his own strength. Seeing that the existence in the white mist could break Lu Ping's great magical water control technique so easily, he naturally became interested in fighting. One game.
The existence in the white mist seems to be able to perceive the power of Lu Ping’s magical power of swordsmanship. The slender cloud swayed its tail, and a wave of mysterious power radiated to the surroundings, pulling away all the sword shadows that shuttled around, stunned. It resisted Lu Ping's magical swordsmanship.
Where is it so easy!
Lu Ping circled his hands and shouted in a deep voice: "Turn!"
The sword shadows that were originally shuttled around did not know when they were arranged into a weird shape. With Lu Ping’s loud shout, countless sword shadows seemed to have been trained as an army under the command of an arm. They patted the neat formations. The white mist began to rotate slowly with the center as the center.
With the rotation of the sword shadow, the huge sword formation began to shrink gradually. Countless sword shadows attacked the existence in the white mist, but they all retreated with one blow, making Bai Wu tired to deal with but still unable to get rid of the sword formation. Strangling, there were bursts of angry roars in the white mist, but they were still helpless to Lu Ping.
Lu Ping's face also became more solemn, and he could feel that his swordsmanship could cause great pain to the existence in Bai Wu, but Lu Ping could not tell from the surface of Bai Wu whether he had caused him any harm.
"Suppress its spirituality, and then I will weaken him!"
Linglong, who was sitting on Lu Ping's shoulders, said suddenly.
Lu Ping was startled, and said, "You? Didn't you say that this thing has become spiritual, and it is difficult to weaken it with the magical power of the spirit?"
Linglong had an expression that really couldn't communicate with you, and said: "Can't this girl be able to judge a mistake?"
Lu Ping had a speechless expression, but he could hear Linglong in his ears: "Although this thing has become spiritual, it is similar to the four previous aura behemoths. At the beginning, it was spawned by magical spells. It is not natural. Growth, so this spirituality is possible, just because the great magical powers that used magical powers to spawn these spiritual veins are against the sky, which makes this thing capable of controlling such powerful magical magic under such low spirituality. , This is incredible!"
Lu Ping already had some absurd inferences about the existence of the white mist, but he didn't say much, just according to Linglong's words, a golden cloud condensed in the sky, and then the patter of golden raindrops turned towards the white. Falling in the fog.
Xingyun and raining tactics, and Lu Ping's medium for using this magical power is Wan Poison!
It's like saying that the existence in the white mist before, because of Lu Ping's altitude Baichuan sword art, contained infinite anger. This time, when the golden raindrops fell into it, there was a roar of fear.
Linglong sat on Lu Ping's shoulders and her feet dangling proudly and said, "Look, I said so! It's just that you don't seem to be right with the ten thousand poisonous paste!"
Naturally, the best way to destroy spirituality is to attack with divine consciousness!
When the existence in the white mist was beaten by Lu Ping's Xingyun Buyu Art, after Lu Ping advanced the ninth level of forging alchemy, his even stronger spiritual consciousness squeezed towards the white mist with the momentum of Mount Tai. It broke the white mist's isolation effect on divine consciousness.
A desperate roar suddenly came from the white mist, and Lu Ping's expression suddenly changed.
Linglong, who was already ready to go, saw Lu Ping’s face change drastically, and he didn’t care about asking why. He wrapped his arms around him, and the huge wine cauldron was immediately held in his arms, and then Jiuding’s mouth turned downwards and aimed at Bai. The direction where the fog is The Spiritual Transformation Power is activated immediately.
The existence in the white mist struggled sharply, but the huge vortex formed by countless sword shadows was firmly bound in place. The existence in the white mist seemed to become more fragile after Lu Ping’s divine mind invaded it. Under the irradiation of Linglong's magical powers, he had to growl increasingly desperate and weaker.
The overall situation was determined, and Lu Ping let out a long sigh of relief, his previously changed face still with a hint of inexplicable color.
"Why, what did you see? What is that thing, it's so concealed that people can't touch it."
"It's okay. Maybe the great supernatural power who created this existence didn't know its image well, or just knew it and imagined it out of thin air."
"What do you mean? It's not clear. Your spirit invades the white mist. What is inside?"
Lu Ping turned around and said with a curious and stern face: "You still don't want to know!" Please come to see the first release without ads--
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The water nets under Lu Ping's cloth were broken several times under the impact of the white mist, and the water nets were about to break. Lu Ping moved towards the broken water, and an aura of strange dragon shook his head and waved his tail and appeared in the white mist. Above. -
The strange dragon hovered and roared towards the objects in the white mist below, and plunged into it. The white mist suddenly rolled and rolled, but Lu Ping didn’t know what was happening. When Shennian encountered the white mist He was isolated from the outside, and he could only feel it when he performed the Qing Jiao Nao Hai Jue.
What is in it?
Lu Ping's subordinates did not dare to neglect the slightest, only seeing the opponent so easily broke Lu Ping's water control technique in half, and Lu Ping knew that his opponent's strength was still falling in Lu Ping's hands, even among the ancestors of Qinxue. on.
The white mist churned, Lu Ping’s eyes drifted away, and the movements of his subordinates suddenly stagnated. A piece of golden scales flashed in front of Lu Ping’s eyes, and then was submerged by the churning mist. It seemed that something hidden in the white mist was summoning Lu Ping. In the process of trembling, the green Jiao accidentally exposed his feet.
Lu Ping immediately lit the double flying swords, and the Qiushui Yiren sword flew on both sides of Lu Ping, with the tip of the sword pointing far away in the direction where the white mist was rolling.
At this time, Lu Ping had already sensed that the Green Jiao he had put in the white mist had fallen in a battle with the things hidden in it.
With a flick of Lu Ping's fingers, a stream of water stretched forward, and then it turned into a long and slender sword. The long sword flew high. On the opposite side of the Shuangfei sword, the tip of the sword also pointed to the white mist.
The long chants from the white mist revealed the meaning of deathly excitement. Lu Ping could perceive that the Qing Jiao had reached the end of the crossbow at this time, and the existence hidden in the white mist had already been dismantled. If it weren’t for It was a spell summoned by Lu Ping with supernatural powers, and his injuries were already near death.
Lu Ping pointed to the void on the other side. The air there seemed to flicker blue, but when he looked closely, there was nothing.
Four flying swords were hung around the stone mansion, and the sword tips pointed at the white mist. At this moment, the sound of disintegration suddenly came out from the white mist, and a piece of rain sprinkled out of the white mist, pattering toward the cave below the entrance of the cave. Falling into the stone mansion.
Lu Ping pinched the technique with both hands, then his hands snapped together, and he shouted, "Hey!"
The four flying swords hanging around the white mist shined brightly, and countless sword shadows were stripped from the four flying swords. After a short time, the entire stone mansion was flooded with flying sword shadows. There was a space where the remaining white mist was, and all the sword shadows pointed their sword tips at the white mist, and the sharp sword light and cold air gradually rose in the stone mansion, turning into murderous intent at any time.
The existence hidden in the white mist seemed to have sensed the incomparable killing intent displayed by Lu Ping's four flying swords. The white mist that had originally rolled like boiling water also seemed to calm down at this time, as if he was thinking or hesitating.
At this time, Lu Ping suddenly felt a sinking on his shoulders, Linglong was already sitting on it, and looked at the white mist in the distance. Linglong stretched out her hand to her mouth and spit out a blood-red gem, and handed it to Lu Ping. , Said: "Here, this is the thing left over when the strange lizard was refined just now!"
The gem is only slightly larger than the fingernail, but Lu Ping can tell at a glance that this blood-red gem is of the same material as the blood-red stone that Lu Ping had obtained from the fallen dense land.
Lu Ping was slightly pleased. He was about to reach out to take the gem, but suddenly heard an angry roar in the white mist. The white mist who had been confronting Lu Ping's sword formation suddenly rushed towards Lu Ping. The white mist suddenly pulled into a regular cloud strip.
A golden claw was suddenly deep in the white mist and grabbed the blood-colored gem in Lu Ping's hand. Lu Ping also guessed from the scales and half of the claws exposed in the white mist's shaking process that there seemed to be a snake-like body in the white mist.
Is it because of this bloodstone?
A thought flashed in Lu Ping's heart, and he shouted, "Good job!"
One-handedly yelled, "Gather!"
The four flying swords unite from four directions to form a huge sword net, in which countless sword shadows shuttle back and forth, like a huge meat grinder. No matter how strong you are, under this sword formation, Will be exhausted to deal with ubiquitous attacks, and in the end the true essence is exhausted and there is only one fall.
Lu Ping is the most familiar with the sword tactics of all rivers, the longest time in researching, and the most powerful, but he has the magical power of swordsmanship far from the highest level!
Even though Lu Ping had the potential to rise to the supreme swordsmanship by Lu Ping after several chances and coincidences, Lu Ping could still feel that the depth of the swordsmanship was far beyond that of Da Jiangdong. , Even if it is the supreme magical power of swordsmanship inherited by the Yingtian School for a long time, the anti-yingtian swordsmanship, after the achievement of the supreme magical powers, may not be as good as the Shanghai Nabaichuan swordsmanship.
In Lu Ping’s view, this sword tactic can only be summarized in five words when it is practiced to the extreme depth. That is "one sword can break ten thousand tactics"!
In the beginning, in order to pursue the power of the magical powers of swordsmanship, Lu Ping had prematurely practiced the Heiner Baichuan Sword Art to the level of great magical powers, but after all, he took a detour. There hasn't been much improvement in Lu Ping's hands, but it has grown as Lu Ping's cultivation base increases.
It was not until Lu Ping helped the ancestors of the sky survive the second calamity that Lu Ping realized that there was a problem with his swordsmanship practice. It took decades to realize that it was only now that he was able to gradually correct the mistakes made in the Sword Art. come.
Lu Ping was just promoted. It was just when he wanted to find an opponent to verify his own strength. Seeing that the existence in the white mist could break Lu Ping's great magical water control technique so easily, he naturally became interested in fighting. One game.
The existence in the white mist seems to be able to perceive the power of Lu Ping’s magical power of swordsmanship. The slender cloud swayed its tail, and a wave of mysterious power radiated to the surroundings, pulling away all the sword shadows that shuttled around, stunned. It resisted Lu Ping's magical swordsmanship.
Where is it so easy!
Lu Ping circled his hands and shouted in a deep voice: "Turn!"
The sword shadows that were originally shuttled around did not know when they were arranged into a weird shape. With Lu Ping’s loud shout, countless sword shadows seemed to have been trained as an army under the command of an arm. They patted the neat formations. The white mist began to rotate slowly with the center as the center.
With the rotation of the sword shadow, the huge sword formation began to shrink gradually. Countless sword shadows attacked the existence in the white mist, but they all retreated with one blow, making Bai Wu tired to deal with but still unable to get rid of the sword formation. Strangling, there were bursts of angry roars in the white mist, but they were still helpless to Lu Ping.
Lu Ping's face also became more solemn, and he could feel that his swordsmanship could cause great pain to the existence in Bai Wu, but Lu Ping could not tell from the surface of Bai Wu whether he had caused him any harm.
"Suppress its spirituality, and then I will weaken him!"
Linglong, who was sitting on Lu Ping's shoulders, said suddenly.
Lu Ping was startled, and said, "You? Didn't you say that this thing has become spiritual, and it is difficult to weaken it with the magical power of the spirit?"
Linglong had an expression that really couldn't communicate with you, and said: "Can't this girl be able to judge a mistake?"
Lu Ping had a speechless expression, but he could hear Linglong in his ears: "Although this thing has become spiritual, it is similar to the four previous aura behemoths. At the beginning, it was spawned by magical spells. It is not natural. Growth, so this spirituality is possible, just because the great magical powers that used magical powers to spawn these spiritual veins are against the sky, which makes this thing capable of controlling such powerful magical magic under such low spirituality. , This is incredible!"
Lu Ping already had some absurd inferences about the existence of the white mist, but he didn't say much, just according to Linglong's words, a golden cloud condensed in the sky, and then the patter of golden raindrops turned towards the white. Falling in the fog.
Xingyun and raining tactics, and Lu Ping's medium for using this magical power is Wan Poison!
It's like saying that the existence in the white mist before, because of Lu Ping's altitude Baichuan sword art, contained infinite anger. This time, when the golden raindrops fell into it, there was a roar of fear.
Linglong sat on Lu Ping's shoulders and her feet dangling proudly and said, "Look, I said so! It's just that you don't seem to be right with the ten thousand poisonous paste!"
Naturally, the best way to destroy spirituality is to attack with divine consciousness!
When the existence in the white mist was beaten by Lu Ping's Xingyun Buyu Art, after Lu Ping advanced the ninth level of forging alchemy, his even stronger spiritual consciousness squeezed towards the white mist with the momentum of Mount Tai. It broke the white mist's isolation effect on divine consciousness.
A desperate roar suddenly came from the white mist, and Lu Ping's expression suddenly changed.
Linglong, who was already ready to go, saw Lu Ping’s face change drastically, and he didn’t care about asking why. He wrapped his arms around him, and the huge wine cauldron was immediately held in his arms, and then Jiuding’s mouth turned downwards and aimed at Bai. The direction where the fog is The Spiritual Transformation Power is activated immediately.
The existence in the white mist struggled sharply, but the huge vortex formed by countless sword shadows was firmly bound in place. The existence in the white mist seemed to become more fragile after Lu Ping’s divine mind invaded it. Under the irradiation of Linglong's magical powers, he had to growl increasingly desperate and weaker.
The overall situation was determined, and Lu Ping let out a long sigh of relief, his previously changed face still with a hint of inexplicable color.
"Why, what did you see? What is that thing, it's so concealed that people can't touch it."
"It's okay. Maybe the great supernatural power who created this existence didn't know its image well, or just knew it and imagined it out of thin air."
"What do you mean? It's not clear. Your spirit invades the white mist. What is inside?"
Lu Ping turned around and said with a curious and stern face: "You still don't want to know!" Please come to see the first release without ads--
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