The bloody mantis is particularly sensitive to fluctuations in spiritual power. When it saw this, it spread the insect wings on its back without the owner's instructions, and shot out several half-foot-long wind blades at it.

A cold light flashed in Chen Ping's eyes, and the Zimu Sword was pressed in front of him, sweeping out a violent arc of the sword, destroying the wind blade like a devastating blow.

"Kill him for me!"

Yu Quhai had a gloomy expression and growled coldly.

He guessed that this person would not compromise easily, but turning against him and wanting to kill his spiritual pet without saying a word still aroused his boundless anger.

Under the communication with his spiritual thoughts, the remaining two bloody mantises immediately flapped their wings, and also fired out more than a hundred giant crescent-shaped wind blades.

"It's no wonder that a wind-attributed monster can fly much faster than a large spirit boat."

Chen Ping's face flashed with a stern look, he made a gesture with both hands, and while the mother sword buzzed, a green lotus flower half as tall as a man appeared, with its petals in full bloom.

The surface of this lotus is composed of sharp blue sword energy, moving like countless dragons, with great power.

"Bang"

The huge sword lotus slowly rotated, and the next moment, a green lotus rain curtain with a radius of several hundred feet rose, and the sword energy all over the sky fell together, directly covering Yu Hai and the three bloody mantises.

The fourth form of the Qinglian Sixteen Sword Sword Technique, the lotus produces drizzle.

This sword move has a very wide range and can attack multiple enemies at the same time.

He is now in the late stage of foundation building, so it is most suitable to use this technique to deal with people of the same level.

"What an outrageous swordsmanship, Qingsong Lao Dao lost unjustly."

Yu Yanhai's heart froze, and he immediately threw out a long tombstone-shaped spiritual weapon without having time to think about it.

The gray haze swirled out from the spiritual weapon, and streams of thick suction appeared out of thin air. Hundreds of sword rains near the treasure, accompanied by a roll of earthy light, unexpectedly hit the tombstone uncontrollably.

"ding ding ding"

The runes on the surface of the tombstone flashed quickly, and with a slight shock, the sword light disappeared, seemingly not causing any harm to it.

In just one breath, half of the surrounding sword rain was cleared away.

Yu Chuanhai laughed heartily, tapped his finger, and the tombstone moved towards the spiritual pet to protect him.

"If you want to repeat the same old tricks, just dream!"

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes and decisively threw an object from his arms. With a low shout of "Ji", a string of hemp rope fell from the air. The dull yellow bag immediately expanded a lot, followed closely.

It spiraled out with a unique suction force and became entangled with the tombstone.

The two suction forces engulfed each other, and they were unable to do anything to each other.

"A spiritual weapon with special functions!"

Yu Xianhai's eyelids jumped. The tombstone he sacrificed was called "Tianxing Monument", which integrated offense and defense. He spent 75,000 spiritual stones to get it from a casual cultivator friend decades ago. For this reason, he also

I owe someone a big favor.

And the yellow bag released by the man in front of him can actually compete with his own Star Monument without falling behind. It is obviously a powerful and top-grade spiritual weapon.

"Fellow Taoist Yu's natal magic weapon is also pretty good!"

Chen Ping licked his lips and said maliciously.

The moon-sucking bag can swallow any magical weapon below the level of the best spiritual weapon, but the tombstone is of the same level as the tombstone. This bag cannot perform any merits for a while, and can only offset its power.

However, this was Chen Ping's purpose. He did not want to see Yu Qianhai rescuing his spiritual pet who was being shrouded in a rain of swords.

At the same time, the green lotus rain curtain fell, accurately hitting three bloody mantises.

"boom!"

The bloody mantis with the strongest aura kept emitting green silk threads. The light shone in all directions and directly gathered into a huge mantis shadow. The whole body was covered with a bloody halo, and its tail stood vertically.

There is a circle of barbs like a peacock spreading its tail, which is breathtaking.

I saw the phantom of the mantis raising its insect pincers and sweeping it away. Suddenly, the space nearby was distorted, and the sword energy that struck and landed shattered and collapsed.

"It turns out to be a descendant of the Sky-Eating Praying Mantis."

Chen Ping's eyes narrowed. Although he didn't recognize the mantises raised by Yu Hai, the bloody mantis figures were actually well-known monster masters.

The Sky-Eating Mantis possesses the blood of the Holy Demon and is of the same level as Sesame's ancestor, Xingluo Jade Clam.

That big demon phantom must be the innate magical power that Green Mantis has realized.

After a while, his guess was confirmed.

The sword rain hit two other mantid beasts from top to bottom at the same time.

But they only released a series of wind blades to resist, and no bloody shadow of the Sky-Eating Mantis appeared.

"boom"

The rain of swords fell, destroying the wind blade with lightning speed, and dark green blood flew across, dyeing the sea area a strange color.

Two huge mantis corpses sank into the sea, and a strong sour smell filled the nostrils.

"Boy, I swear I won't be a human unless I kill you!"

Seeing the two spiritual pets falling together, Yu Chuanhai was extremely frightened and furious. He turned his palm over and saw a circle of black runes generated from the Tianxing Monument. The body shook violently and a thick black light shot out from the top.

During the operation of spiritual power, using the tombstone as a handle, the black light turned into a blade, directly turning into a three-foot-long black lightsaber.

Looking at its appearance, it is similar to the enlarged Zimu Sword.

"cut!"

As soon as Yu Yanhai drank it, the tombstone lightsaber was wrapped in a shadow that was difficult to see clearly with the naked eye. It was divided into hundreds, hundreds and thousands. The dense attacks were like a bursting dam for a while, pouring out from the overwhelming land.

Go to Chen Ping's position and kill him.

Chen Ping's eyes shrank, and the evil swords of his mother and son were all suspended in the air, once again filled the space with sword rain, and collided rapidly with the tombstone lightsaber.

Loud rumbling sounds were heard one after another, and the all-conquering Qinglian Sword Qi was wiped out by the black lightsaber, turning invisible in an instant.

The power of this black lightsaber is so terrifying that ordinary monks in the late stage of foundation building will almost die if they touch it.

Seeing this, Chen Ping frowned and frantically mobilized 30% of the mana in his spiritual acupoint. A rootless green lotus swayed up under his feet, and the blooming lotus on it suddenly closed into a newborn flower, wrapping his entire body in it.

within it.

The seventh form of Qinglian's Sixteen Sword Cutting Techniques, the lotus blossoms.

This is a purely defensive magical power.

The Green Lotus Sword uses lotus flowers to open for attack, and lotus flowers to close for defense.

A dark sword light rushed in, covering the sky and the sun, and was as cold as ice.

"boom"

The black wave of light and the sword lotus bone buds collided with each other in an instant, making strange noises like iron friction. The two remained in a stalemate in the void for three breaths, and finally collapsed and disappeared together.

"This person's strength can stabilize the Dzogchen monks, and he should have reached the level of half-step Yuan Dan."

Holding the evil sword of Zimu, Chen Ping floated on the sea and thought to himself.

The human race’s cultivation system does not have the level of half-step Yuan Dan.

The foundation-building Dzogchen monks have survived the thunder tribulation, which is the early stage of Yuan Dan.

However, based on the actual situation, the strength of monks in the Dzogchen realm may be very different from each other.

The Half-step Yuan Dan is the dividing line between the strong and the weak in the realm of Dzogchen.

The island owner of this oasis island, Yu Xianhai, is a foundation-building Dzogchen monk. He has three spiritual pets in the late-stage foundation-building stage, plus a top-notch tombstone spiritual weapon, which is enough to join the ranks of half-step Yuan Dan.

Recalling the tombstone, Yu Hai grabbed the sickle hook of the bloody mantis with one hand, his face turned livid.

"This is a half-step Yuan Dan!"

The same thoughts as Chen Ping suddenly appeared in his mind.

"My fellow Taoist has amazing methods. He must not be a monk from this sea area."

Yu Qianhai said in a cold voice.

He is a well-established foundation-building Dzogchen, and he controls a quite wealthy family with a lot of resources at his disposal.

After cultivating several mantis spiritual pets of earth demon bloodline to the late second level, he was regarded by outsiders as a half-step Yuan Dan monk.

But the kid in front of me is only in the late stage of foundation building, and he can match him with a high-level swordsmanship, which is really unbelievable.

"Fellow Taoist Yu, as I said before, I am here to avenge my friend, but you don't believe me. Now, I will kill two of your spiritual pets. I guess you don't want to admit defeat in an anticlimactic manner, right?"

Chen Ping shrugged and said in a strange tone.

"Yu has always been broad-minded, and there is no possibility of reconciliation between you and me!"

Yu Qianhai thought for a long time and said calmly.

If Chen Ping killed the bloody mantis who had realized the innate magical power, he would have to keep him even if he risked his life.

However, since they were just two ordinary mantid kings, Yu Hai believed that there was still room for maneuver between the two.

After all, with a hard stack of resources, a late second-level mantid only costs about 50,000 spirit stones.

"oh?"

Chen Ping raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically: "How to reconcile? Do you want me to compensate you for your losses?"

"hey-hey."

Yu Qianhai gestured with two fingers and said without thinking: "Fellow Taoist Yu made up for the 200,000 spirit stones. Yu will no longer pursue this matter."

"Fellow Taoist Yu still doesn't understand that everyone is seeking wealth. Will I spit out the treasures I have swallowed and share them with you?"

Chen Pingping said expressionlessly.

"Haha, you are such a arrogant boy. Yu's waters will not tolerate your arrogance."

Yu Huanhai said with a ferocious smile as loud as a bell: "This elder has contacted fellow clan members to build the foundation. Just wait for your demise!"
To be continued...