The first thousand one hundred and forty-nine chapters
The same scene was happening in different directions for hundreds of miles around Xiangyun City. Troops of wandering Māra were constantly being forced towards Xiangyun City, making the Māra army that originally surrounded Xiangyun City increasingly fierce.
of growth.
Shortly after Lu Ping left, the teleportation array in Xiangyun Ancient City once again burst into white light. The Xiangyun Sect monks who stayed behind felt happy. Looking at the teleportation light, they saw that it was definitely a group of people who had arrived. At this time, Xiangyun Ancient City was facing Mo Luo.
When it comes to siege, it is natural to hope that the more people come, the better. For every more people, Xiangyun City's defense strength will increase by one point.
After the light flashed, the monks of the Xiangyun Sect were stunned when they saw the dozen or so people in the teleportation formation, and secretly cursed in their hearts: Even the Lingyun Valley is so close, and the two families are so closely related, no one has come, they
This came so fast, the news is so timely!
It can be seen that among these dozen people, there are only five or six Dharma cultivators. They are obviously very powerful. They still put on an overjoyed expression on their faces and said: "But the seniors of the Yuwen family are in front of you, and the younger Xiangyun sect
Disciple, please wait a moment, seniors, as I, the juniors, will only know the ancestors of our sect!"
The leader of the Yuwen family was a young man, but his cultivation was in the middle stage of the Dharma phase. This man nodded and said with a smile: "Thank you so much, my dear fellow Taoist, let's talk about my junior Yuwen Ke, my cousin."
Yuwen Jinglei and the Yuwen family members pay homage to the two seniors, the Lord of Xiangyun City and the Deputy City Lord!"
Lu Ping asked for the direction when he left the city, then set up his escape light and headed toward the southeast where the Qingming River was located.
Although traces of Mo Luo's appearance have been found around Xiangyun City, there is no siege yet. With Lu Ping's strength at this time, he is quite confident that he can rush out before the Mo Luo army encircles him.
Unexpectedly, before Lu Ping had walked dozens of miles, a group of demons suddenly rushed towards him, numbering about a hundred, headed by a blood asura and a blood demon.
Lu Ping shouted bad luck, the Thin Water Sword was already hovering around him, and the Shuiyou Invisible Sword was hidden somewhere.
As he got closer, Lu Ping realized that there seemed to be something wrong with this group of Mo Luo. It didn't seem like they were joining the army of Mo Luo. Instead, it seemed as if there was some terrifying existence chasing behind them and they were running for their lives.
This is strange. Could it be that someone is chasing this group of Mara?
Lu Ping's flying swords roared out. He didn't care whether this group of demons were the prey of others. In the world of cultivation, it is everyone's responsibility to kill demons!
The moment the Double Flying Sword was launched, the oncoming Demon Luo team had naturally seen Lu Ping's presence. The Blood Shura was the first to raise the companion spirit treasure in his hand to meet Lu Ping's Double Flying Sword, while the other Blood Demon also suddenly rushed towards Lu Ping.
After blowing a breath, the attack came first and last.
Soul-eating wind!
If this is blown up, those with weak cultivation will be blown away and their spiritual thoughts will be turned into idiots. Even if their spiritual thoughts are comparable, if they cannot avoid it, it will often be the result of their spiritual thoughts being damaged.
Unfortunately, it encountered Lu Ping, a being whose spiritual cultivation was even stronger than those of the great monks who did not focus on spiritual cultivation.
Lu Ping didn't even need to use the power of Hanging Yunfan. The soul-eating wind hit a wall directly, and then the wall suddenly burst into clusters of green flames: Jade Phosphorus Soul Fire!
The sudden scream from behind startled Blood Shura who rushed towards Lu Ping, and then he saw the light above his head flashing one after another, and the thin and long flowing sword was already slashing from the air.
Click!
Blood Shura's expression suddenly changed, and his body that was originally rushing forward quickly flew backwards. In mid-air, he saw that his companion spirit treasure had been cut off by a flying sword.
The quality of the accompanying spiritual treasure in the hands of Blood Shura is equivalent to that of the thin water sword of the First Tribulation Spiritual Treasure. It was actually cut off by Lu Ping, which shows how much power the thin water sword contains under Lu Ping's command.
One? What about the other? This human monk is using a double flying sword!
A ray of light exploded in his chest, and a flying sword pierced out from the light, hitting Blood Shura's chest in disbelief!
Shocking screams rang out, frightening the team of Demons who were rushing towards them with the two Blood Demons. Immediately afterwards, they saw the flying sword that had cut off the companion spirit treasure coming across, and the Blood Demon's head was
Fly high.
At the same time, another blood demon who was treated by Lu Ping in his own way was still holding his head and howling miserably. Even the yellow skull-shaped accompanying spiritual treasure he was holding tightly in his hand was thrown away.
Arrived to the side.
The various soul-eating magical powers of the demon cultivators are specifically aimed at divine thoughts. The methods are weird and often difficult to guard against. However, once they are broken by the monks with powerful means and then counterattack, their magical powers can often backfire on their master, not to mention Lu Ping.
The methods are more ruthless.
Although the blood demon was counterattacked by magical powers, it still retained a trace of intelligence. He always paid attention to Lu Ping, but suddenly found that after his companion was killed, Lu Ping smiled slightly towards it.
Just when the blood demon didn't know why, he suddenly felt something strange in the soul-eating black mist around him. Before it could react, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart. When he looked down, he saw a long sword.
It had been lurking behind it for a long time, but now it penetrated its heart unexpectedly.
Lu Ping killed two Blood Demons one after another. This was not too difficult before the middle stage of Advanced Dharma Phase. However, it only took one or two rounds to kill the two Blood Demons in an understatement while talking and laughing.
Before the middle stage of advanced Dharma phase, Lu Ping couldn't do it anyway.
The death of the two Blood Demons caused the Demons' team to be in chaos. They scattered and fled. However, two women, one boy and three children aged fifteen or sixteen appeared later. The three of them joined forces to kill several Demons one after another.
Just like this, the back road was blocked abruptly.
There was a roar of a tiger from the left, and a young boy who looked about fourteen or fifteen years old but had a huge back and waist. He held two red copper giant hammers and smashed the heads of the four or five demons that came over one by one, just like chopping melons and vegetables.
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There was also a group of demons who were about to take advantage of the stall where the fierce men with hammers had no time to pay attention, but suddenly heard a muffled roar, and a huge black shadow rushed over, killing more than a dozen demons all the way.
Knocked over the sky.
After merging part of the bloodline of the Tyrant Turtle clan with secret techniques, Lu Dagui's strength doubled. Even the Tyrant Turtle clan's rampaging skills seemed to have been understood a lot.
Despite this, the two of them still did not stop the fleeing Mo Luo. The fish that slipped through the net continued to escape, but suddenly they all felt their feet sink. Their bodies suddenly became several times heavier than usual, and their running speed suddenly moved like a snail.
Not far away, a chubby young man was smiling strangely as he looked at the Moluo team that was struggling due to the sudden appearance of strange magical powers, and was then smashed to pieces by the eye-catching white-fronted tiger that caught up.
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In the direction where the Moluo group broke out to the right, there was a rain of fire first, and then a strange wind blew from nowhere. The fire rain suddenly turned into a wave of fire, sweeping towards the fleeing Moluo.
Go and burn this group of Maras till they make ghosts cry and wolf howl.
There were also many Maras who were lucky enough to escape the fire wave. However, before they could rejoice, they suddenly discovered that such a huge fire wave did not burn any nearby vegetation.
Immediately afterwards, these demons felt that their feet, bodies, or limbs were suddenly restrained by branches that came out of nowhere. Then a huge force came, and these demons suddenly soared like clouds and mist.
Fell into the fire.
A beautiful little girl with peach blossoms on her head turned around from behind a big tree, raised her head, smiled slightly, and waved to Lu Qin'er, who was flying in the sky.
As for continuing to break through, all the demons shuddered when they looked at the way the two blood demons were wiped out in a flash of a smile. Lu Ping just stood in front of him with his hands behind his hands, and no demon wanted to break out from his side.
Walk.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Just when this group of demons were surrounded by these people and had no way to reach the five gates of the earth, a large group of demon bees fell from the sky like a group of amethyst-colored dark clouds.
Amethyst bees the size of fists formed a formation in mid-air to cover the gathered demons. In the center of the formation, a little girl about one and a half feet in size with wings on her back was suspended in mid-air and seemed to be giving instructions.
Scheduling the operation of the formation was the Amethyst Bee Taoist Formation that Lu Ping had refined many times.
Deng Ming walked up to Lu Ping with a smile and said: "These followers of senior brother are really eye-catching. A few people joined forces to completely wipe out the group of more than a hundred demons. They just used the legendary magic weapon."
Amethyst Bee serves as a Taoist formation, which is really a bit of a luxury!"
Lu Ping shrugged and said: "Anyway, my senior brother has been helping to practice the Taoist formations these days, and I know that the Amethyst Bees are a type of Taoist soldiers with excellent quality."
Deng Ming smiled and said, "That's true!"
After the Amethyst Bee Taoist formation dispersed, none of the hundreds of demons led by the two Blood Demons escaped the net. They were all killed by Lu Ping and others, which made Deng Ming's eyes jump.
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You must know that the combination of a blood Shura and a blood demon usually makes a monk in the middle stage of Dharma form avoid the road when he sees it. If you add this group of more than a hundred small and large demons, it will kill a family of Dharma form monks.
The small force was more than enough, but I didn't expect that Lu Ping and his seven or eight followers would be wiped out so easily.
Lu Ping looked at the surrounding woods and then said: "Let's go!"
In the blink of an eye, the group of people flew away towards the southeast and disappeared, and the woods returned to silence again.
After a while, footsteps suddenly came from the woods. A middle-aged monk with feathers on his head turned out of the woods. He looked at the melting corpse of Mo Luo in the open space, and a flash of light flashed on his face.
With a look of surprise, he clapped his hands and said to the surrounding woods: "Everyone, come out!"
Footsteps were heard again in the woods, and three male and female monks in gorgeous clothes walked out of the woods. Each of them had a Dharma phase of cultivation. They looked at the almost melting Mo Luo corpse on the ground and wondered what they were thinking.
"Tell me, what are your thoughts?"
The middle-aged monk asked the four young monks expressionlessly.