Chapter 1040： The Great Monk

() "This fellow Taoist, old man..."

Before the poisonous flood fascinator finished speaking, he was interrupted by a long chant of the dragon fascination. The fascination of the dragon who had come with divine consciousness suddenly stirred up huge waves in the core space of the heart. Here is its territory, Yan Neng Make others sleep soundly!

What's more, many of his secrets are hidden in Lu Ping's core space, which is the basis for him to settle down in the cultivation world. How can he be known to outsiders?

With Lu Ping’s full control, the many magic weapons Lingbao no longer had the sluggishness of resisting invasion based on instincts. The power was also multiplied by the support of the dragon’s magical aspect. A dragon claw stretched out of the magical aspect Qingyun and hooked. The thin water long flowing sword had already shook the sky, strangling towards the poisonous flood technique. M

After all, this is Lu Ping’s home game. Even though the Poisonous Flood’s Phylogeny has a late stage cultivation base, but the Phylogeny himself has been injured by Asura earlier. This loss of his body is more like a rootless Piaoping, although it still retains extraordinary qualities. Strength, but this strength can be used a little less when it can't be replenished.

Seeing that Lu Ping didn’t allow him to explain at all, it was a life-and-death fight from the start. The poisonous flood technique sighed inwardly, and he had to deal with it. In this case, there was no reason to compromise, let alone the poisonous flooding technique. In the beginning, he was killed by Lu Ping.

The Poisonous Flood Dragon's Faxiang stood up, because the Faxiang Qingyun around his body had been mostly wiped out, and the outline of the poisonous Flood's Faxiang had already appeared in front of Lu Ping's eyes.

Snake body, eagle wings, eagle claws!

It can be seen from the law that this person is undoubtedly the bloodline of the dragon, while the hemolysis phase is smelted, it should be the snake monster and the eagle monster that contain the blood of the dragon, and the bloodline of the eagle monster should be smelted twice!

The poisonous scorpion's wings spread horizontally, a pair of eagle claws stretched forward, and the "Zhengzheng" made two crisp sounds. When the long stream of water sword slashed on the eagle claws, two horns formed on the eagle claws. The claws were undamaged and grabbed suddenly , Hold the two flying swords firmly.

The long flowing sword trembled rapidly, trying to break free from the eagle's claws. The huge power was like a wave. One wave after another came from the eagle's claws, shaking the unicorn dhamma ups and downs in the space of the heart, but the poisonous scorpion dhamma was up and down. Never let go of the double swords under his feet.

There was a cold snort from the clouds of Jin Sè's Dharma Xiang Qing, and the cloud-sailed Jin Sè Peng Bird pounced down again, and the Cang Liu Sword in Lu Xiaoping's hands riding on the bird's back had already shuffled out.

Compared with Lu Ping's external incarnation, the poisonous flood technique was extremely jealous. As soon as his wings were retracted, the snake letter in his mouth came out, like a soft sword, entwining towards Cangliu sword.

The Peng Bird dived straight down, and the Poisonous Flood’s wings stretched out and wanted to shoot the Peng Bird again. Unexpectedly, with Lu Ping’s control of the cloud sail, the power of hanging the cloud was no longer as unbearable as before, and the Peng Bird smashed the Poisonous Flood. With the flapping of the wings, a pair of sharp claws grabbed a handful of the poisonous waterfowl Faxiang, several dark scales were caught off, the poisonous waterfare Faxiang hissed with pain, and the Pengniao also gave a strange cry, hurriedly Scattered these few scales, these few scales fell in the air and turned into a thick black venom, floating towards the barrier of the core space.

Yin Shen’s voice came from the Poisonous Flood Control Law, and said: "I’m still a good assistant for the time being. The old man has fallen into the sun, but his poison is still there. If you insist on killing the old man, you can’t say that the old man needs to protect himself. If you dissipate this poisonous power, even if your master is cultivated to the sky, I am afraid that it will not be good!"

Lu Ping didn't pay any attention to it, and a beam of thunder struck him, melting the black venom cleanly.

The Poisonous Flood Dragon said in a cold voice: "You don't think that a few thunder and lightning magical powers can help the old man, right? Even if you are also Qibao Thunder Gourd, what about?

What responded to the poisonous flood was the dense lightning net that spouted from the mouth of the Qibao Lei gourd, and there was also a sunflower water divine thunder from the mouth of the dragon's law.

"Your Excellency is determined to put the old man to death, so don't blame the old man!"

The Poisonous Flood Dragon's Faxiang felt ruthless, and the Second Tribulation Scissor Lingbao leaped into the sky, and it was a cut toward the Qibao Thunder Gourd!

Qibao Leihu didn't say a word, and turned around, and then thundered away towards the Qingyun of Faxiang.

Lu Ping was already waiting for this Second Tribulation Spirit Treasure to appear, and when the two blade lights were chasing Qibao Lei Gourd towards Faxiang Qingyun, twelve colorful lines suddenly lit up in the void of the core space. Guanghua.

"Zhen Yue!"

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A white sè continuous light suddenly bloomed, and the white sè light merged into the surrounding twelve multicolored brilliances. The twelve multi-colored brilliances suddenly shone brightly. While submerging the two blade lights, an invisible force came from Squeezing down the Lingbao Scissors suspended in the air in all directions, the Lingbao Scissors of the Two Tribulations in the air were firmly fixed in the air.

"what!"

In the incredulous gaze of the Poisonous Flood Dragon Technique, a spirit treasure of the Second Tribulation that was used by a later stage of his technique was actually imprisoned in the air. What shocked him even more was that the monk's real name was obviously the magic weapon in front of him. A set of natal magic circle, and this set of natal magic circle is not a combination magic weapon like most monks, but a real thirteen spiritual magic weapon.

Where does a monk have so much strength to conceive so many natal magic weapons, and where does he have enough true essence to impose such a natal magic circle?

This thought just flashed in the mind of the Poisonous Flood Dragon, but even though the Poisonous Flood Dragon was restrained by the biggest hole card in his hand, he still seemed confident and said loudly: "Your Excellency thought that this would be able to make The old man submits. The magical powers of the great monks in the late stage of the law are far beyond your imagination. The old man just doesn't want to die with you. The old man still said the same thing. I hope to have a frank and open talk with you!"

The answer to the Poisonous Floodgate's Faxiang was a faintly blue flying sword that suddenly appeared behind the Poisonous Floodgate's Faxiang, severely slashed towards one of his wings.

The poisonous dragon circling and avoiding Shui Youjian's sneak attack, opened his mouth a black poisonous fire and spewed towards the flying sword.

Unexpectedly, Shui Youjian had already missed a hit at this time and avoided it far. The poisonous fire emitted a billowing poisonous smoke, spreading into the entire core space, and the poisonous flood magic phase said coldly: "Your Excellency I think Qibao Thunder Gourd’s thunder magical powers can restrain the old man. Doesn’t the old man have any other means? This virulent old man doesn’t believe that your thunder magical powers can be full of smiles. As long as there is a little bit of thunder magical powers, your core space will surely disappear. Will be contaminated!"

However, before the voice of the poisonous flood light fell, a flame of the same blackness suddenly appeared in Lu Ping's core space, and flame after flame was peeled off from the flame, and the whole body was covered in an instant. The core space surrounded the group of poisonous fog that was spreading.

Every flame is invisible and popular, and always draws a stream of poisonous smoke. After the poisonous smoke is integrated into the flame, the entire flame begins to beat violently, and after a while, it seems to be much brighter than before.

"What kind of flame can actually swallow the old man's poisonous smoke? Don't you think this will be able to dissolve the old man's poisonous smoke?"

"Noisy!"

Lu Ping let out a cold snort from among the clouds of Jin Sè's Faxiang Qingyun, and the overwhelming spirit squeezed towards the poisonous flood.

"Joke, the old man admits that your divine mind cultivation is good, but it is wishful thinking to overwhelm the old man with his divine mind!"

Although the previous full blow of the Poisonous Flood’s Faxiang condensed his spiritual thoughts, Lu Ping was caught off guard, but the remaining spiritual thoughts were weakened a lot because of the lack of physical pregnancy, but after all, he was a great monk in the late Faxiang, Lu Ping. Even if his spiritual thought cultivation is extremely high, he is still incapable of overwhelming him.

But today, this poisonous flood magic phase is absolutely to be shocked and numb in front of Lu Ping’s emergence of various methods, only to see the monstrous divine thought rushing towards him like a flood that bursts a bank, a layer of invisible flame suddenly It burned above the waves of divine consciousness.

"Bilin Soul Fire!"

There was finally a trace of fear in the voice of the Poisonous Floodgate's magical appearance, and even after a scream, Lu Ping's spirit was no longer afraid of the poisonous techniques hidden in the poisonous floodgate's mentality, and squeezed towards him like a squeeze. The Phosphorus Soul Fire will burn away the trace of poison contained in the Poisonous Flood Dragon's Dharma and Spiritual Mind.

"You forced me, you forced me!"

At this time, the Poisonous Flood Dragon finally realized Lu Ping’s determination to kill him. His wings suddenly flapped, and a hurricane was generated in the core space of the heart, and the Lingpeng Bird and Lu Xiaohai were all slapped by this wing. Basu, the black flames that had imprisoned that group of poisonous fumes were extinguished by most of them, and the poisonous fumes that had been reduced by one-third finally raged into the core space again.

At this moment, a spatial vortex suddenly cracked in the core space. After a deep passage was formed, a sparkling golden pool was exposed It seemed that I felt the raging in the core space. With the power of the poisonous smoke, the water in the golden pool suddenly churns up, and a cloud of faintly blue liquid churns up from the bottom of the golden pool. It seems to have checked and understood what is generally sinking, and then there is an inexplicable force. Suddenly formed, the poisonous smoke raging in Lu Ping's core space suddenly broke away from the control of the poisonous flood phase, and continued to converge towards the spatial vortex.

"How is it possible, Ten Thousand Poisonous Serum, no, this is the mother liquor of Ten Thousand Poisonous Serum, the mother of all poisonous under heaven, how could you have such a thing, impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Although Lu Ping didn’t know why the Poisonous Flood Dragon would be so exhausted when he saw the ten thousand poisonous pulp. Although this ten thousand poisonous pulp was extremely rare in the cultivation world, it would not cause a practitioner to be astonished and collapsed. To the point of being the mother of all poisons, it is also recognized in the practice world. Is there any difference between the mother of all poisons and the mother of all poisons as described by this poisonous flood." The old man is willing to recognize the Daoist as the master, and the Daoist can place the divine consciousness prohibition in the old man's law. If there is a disagreement, the sky will thunder!"

The poisonous flood magic phase became more and more anxious. Just as the golden spatial vortex was formed, not only the poisonous smoke, but the poisonous flood magic phase itself also felt that a wave of power was being drawn away, converging toward the vortex. Go, and he himself couldn't stop it in the slightest.