Lu Ping and the others only need to look at the seven distinct rainbows of vitality to know that Peng Taoist is opening the original foundation after the physical body is reshaped. Not only must he open the seven original foundations in one breath, but also look at the endless river of vitality. Obviously
At the same time, Taoist Peng also wanted to take advantage of the situation to condense the original magical powers, and based on Taoist Peng's accumulation at this time, Lu Ping and others seemed to have no other guesses other than that Taoist Peng would condense forty-nine kinds of original magical powers in one fell swoop.
Under Lu Ping's command, Mo Li had stabbed Taoist Peng's real puppet for the fourth time. Even though this real puppet was so powerful, it was already on the verge of collapse under Lu Ping's continuous blows.
The attack even cut off three fingers of the real puppet one after another.
Ancestor Long Huai has also destroyed the three original magical powers of Taoist Jiao's real body puppet, but I don't know if Ancestor Long Huai has inherited all three magical powers; and the battle group on the other side is even more vigorous, Xiang Xiang
The ancestor directly transformed into a real spirit and had a head-to-head fight with the Turtle Taoist's real body puppet, causing the void nearby to continuously wrinkle.
"Destroy our respective opponents as soon as possible. Once he has finished infusing the seven sources of origin, we will have no way to survive!"
At this time, Patriarch Long Huai didn't care whether he could inherit one or two more original magical powers from Taoist Jiao's real body puppet. He just swept the nine-branched spiritual tree in his hand, causing bursts of "swishing".
The leaves rustled, and when Lu Ping glanced at it, he discovered that there were two more buds on the two branches of the spiritual tree. If they grow up, they may have two original magical powers.
Lu Ping secretly thought in his heart that this Taoist Peng was already at the seventh level of true spirit when he opened the sky. Now that his spirit and flesh are separated, his strength is greatly damaged and he has to reshape his body. But even if he combines the seven attributes of vitality
After all the rivers are filled, the most that can be done is to restore his cultivation level when he opened the sky.
However, Peng Taoist has been planning for more than 30,000 years to use the disaster of Moluo to repeatedly cause catastrophes in this world. Countless creatures died in the catastrophe. Is it just to free the true spirit from the shackles of the origin of this world and reshape the body?
Restore his original cultivation level of the seventh realm of true spirit?
Thoughts flashed through Lu Ping's mind, but the swordsmanship in his hand was a bit more powerful. Now it has surpassed the flying sword Moli of Chunyang Lingbao. Because of Lu Ping's previous control, a large amount of essence was accumulated in the sword body.
Pure vitality, so the quality of the flying sword has not reached the same level of power as the Qianjun Cudgel and the Blood-Transforming Divine Needle.
But precisely because of this, Feijian Moli did not, like the two, because his quality and power exceeded the limit, making the Lingbao itself unable to be completely controlled by the envoy. As a result, Lu Ping may not be able to express his gratitude to Lingming Old Ape or Lingming Old Ape.
The magical power of the Butterfly Fairy explodes with great power in an instant, but when it comes to the performance and endurance of conventional magical powers, it is far superior to the two.
Lu Ping had previously used his sword skills to rely on the white jade lotus to outline a huge lotus sword formation in the void, and then chased him around with the puppet of Taoist Peng, firstly to drive him into the sword formation, and secondly.
It is also to prepare this sword formation more fully.
Nowadays, the ninth-grade white jade lotus in Lu Ping's hands is no longer just the formation diagram of Yuan Chen's natal formation. Lu Ping combines his own swordsmanship and magical powers to form several huge sword formations. The white feather lotus formation is also needed to suppress the heel.
Originally, for the sake of safety, Lu Ping might have needed more time to prepare, but now he had to start early in order to gain time.
The huge sword array suddenly shrank, just like a huge blooming lotus flower that suddenly closed the flower, and the real puppets of Lu Ping and Peng Daoren were wrapped in it at the same time. The difference was that the real puppets suffered after the sword lotus closed.
It was an all-round strangulation, and because Lu Ping was in charge, the operation, response, and power of the sword array were greatly improved.
"You dare!"
Even Taoist Peng, who had entered the final moment of body shaping and could not separate himself to deal with everyone, couldn't help but be furious when he saw the scene in front of him. After all, this puppet was Taoist Peng's original physical body, and it was just destroyed in Lu Ping's hand.
It is strange that there is no anger in it.
But at this time, the most that Taoist Peng could do was roar in anger. Lu Ping turned a deaf ear to this, and only focused on controlling the huge sword formation to crush Taoist Peng's real puppet, and finally destroyed the transformed puppet.
All the ashes were put into a storage bag to imitate the Peng Taoist who gathered these ashes and used them to reshape the body.
When Lu Ping restrained the sword light that filled the sky, he saw dozens of small branches thrown out from the spiritual tree in the hand of Patriarch Long Huai and submerged into the real body of the suppressed Taoist Jiao puppet, followed closely by Patriarch Long Huai
He pinched out several spells one after another and shouted loudly: "Explode!"
Lu Ping raised his eyes and saw dozens of buds bursting out from Taoist Jiao's real body. At the same time, there were dozens of green pure wood gas lingering around. These buds exploded in the wind, and their roots penetrated into the puppet's real body.
In the body, while continuously growing along the bloodline, it also absorbs a large amount of essence from the puppet's true body, until Taoist Jiao's puppet's true body is twisted and skewed into strange shapes.
Several kinds of energy flow surged around the body of the real puppet, trying to suppress and expel the foreign objects on the body. However, these vine buds had already penetrated into the flesh and blood of the real body. If you wanted to pull them out, you would have to bring up a large amount of flesh and blood.
He wanted to suppress it but found that all his essence was absorbed by these branches, and as the root system expanded, it gradually began to disintegrate the puppet's true body from the inside.
Taoist Jiao's real puppet was at a loss for a while, but Ancestor Long Huai wanted to fight quickly and fired several spells in succession. The real puppet was finally stretched to pieces.
At the same time that Taoist Jiao's true puppet collapsed, six or seven light groups flashing with different colors flew out of the puppet's body and flew in different directions of the passage formation.
Lu Ping and Ancestor Long Huai exclaimed almost at the same time, because they could clearly see that each of the six or seven light groups contained the seeds of an original magical power.
The two of them snatched at the same time. Ancestor Long Huai grabbed three magical seeds in his hand because he was close to the water tower. He followed Lu Ping and grabbed the two magical seeds flying towards him. One of the remaining two was caught.
The Butterfly Fairy, who was raking the formation for Patriarch Xiang, caught the butterfly fairy in her hand, but by chance, the other one flew towards Xiao Baiyu, who had just woken up after being seriously injured.
However, Patriarch Long Huai and Lu Ping no longer cared about the magical seeds flying out at this time, but focused their attention on the dismembered true body of Taoist Jiao.
As two people who have benefited from Taoist Jiao's true body, it seems that there are only seven magical seeds bursting out from his physical body, so there is no guarantee that there will not be other magical seeds hidden in his physical body.
Although the two of them started to snatch the body of Ancestor Long Huai, they restrained each other and did not conflict with each other. At this moment, another loud noise came, and Fairy Butterfly, who had already been swept aside, took advantage of the opportunity.
The Taoist Turtle's real body puppet, which had been stabbed countless times with the Blood-Transforming Divine Needle, became increasingly fragile, and finally began to collapse under the continuous collision of Old Ancestor Xiang with his true spirit body.
Then I saw Old Ancestor Xiang suddenly raising his hand and sacrificing something in the air. Fairy Butterfly, who was standing not far from him, suddenly let out an exclamation, her figure flashed one after another and she was hundreds of feet away from him.
A square pot with a white background and light blue appeared in the hole above Old Ancestor Xiang's head. The lid of the square pot opened on its own, and a stream of five elements of vitality swirled from the pot, rolling up the collapsed Turtle Taoist puppet one by one.
It rises and falls into the pot, and then the lifted lid falls on its own, and the whole pot body shakes slightly, as if making a pot of good tea.
In just a moment, the square pot suddenly tilted slightly, as if an invisible hand had grasped the handle of the pot, and a stream of viscous multicolored liquid hung down from the spout, directly submerging into the top of Old Ancestor Xiang's head.
"The Cauldron of Good Fortune! Is this the Cauldron of Good Fortune?" Fairy Butterfly murmured to herself as she looked at the square pot suspended above Old Ancestor Xiang's head.
Lu Ping and Ancestor Long Huai had already divided up Taoist Jiao's true body before it turned into ashes. When they saw Ancestor Xiang sacrificing a square pot to store Taoist Gui's true body, Ancestor Long Huai also exclaimed: "The Creation Furnace
, the heaven-opening artifact creation furnace!”
Although Lu Ping also saw this Kaitian artifact for the first time, as the top alchemy master in this world, he had already recognized it because of the legend about the first alchemy furnace in Kaitian.
"Okay! Okay! Okay! What a spiritual treasure to unblock, what a supernatural power to graft, what a furnace of creation! Do you all think that you can do nothing to defeat me by leaving behind a backup plan? I could have been in this passage 30,000 years ago.
As the final victor in the great formation, you can also get what you want today. You and the other six were no match for me when you were alive. After death, do you think you can still compete with me after leaving a few blood descendants? "
The river of colorful vitality began to pour continuously into the body formed by the energy of the starry sky condensed by the evil spirits. As the magical seeds were successfully condensed in the body, the momentum of Taoist Peng's new body increased steadily.
Seeing that the bodies of several mortal enemies that he had transformed into puppets actually left back-ups to deal with him after their collapse, he couldn't help but laugh angrily.