Fairy Butterfly and Old Ancestor Xiang took advantage of Taoist Peng's attack on Lu Ping and jointly besieged Taoist Peng. They did not hesitate to destroy Taoist Turtle's True Spirit Back Armor and Qianjun Staff to break up the body of Taoist Peng in one fell swoop.
Protecting the origin even forced Taoist Peng's physical body to retreat in order to resolve the joint attack of the two.
Fairy Butterfly took the opportunity to use the Blood-Transforming Divine Needle to attack Taoist Peng, who had lost the protection of the origin of thunder. Seeing that Taoist Peng was about to be hit without caring about one thing or another, Fairy Butterfly could not hold back the excitement in her heart for a moment.
However, Butterfly Fairy's smile froze as soon as it appeared on her face. Then her eyes widened, revealing a trace of fear. In the reflection of her eyes, Peng, who had been passively resisting the siege,
The Taoist's physical body suddenly moved!
Taoist Peng's physical body naturally pinched the thumb and index finger of his right hand, and the blood-transforming needle seemed to be sent to his hand deliberately, and was easily pinched by Taoist Peng in front of his chest.
Peng Taoist's physical body actually moved! How could he move? Didn't it mean that when infusing magical powers, his newly reshaped physical body couldn't move? At this time, the magical powers he was focusing on moved before they were completed. Could it be that...
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Fairy Butterfly suddenly realized something, and her panic immediately calmed down. Just as she was about to open her mouth to remind everyone, she saw Taoist Peng lowered his head and looked at the blood-transforming needle in his hand, and then shook his head, his face filled with emotion.
There was a look of regret and contempt, but then he didn't even look at the Butterfly Fairy not far in front of him, but just shook his hand.
Fairy Butterfly felt as if she had been hit hard in an instant. She didn't even have time to prepare to resist, and her whole body was knocked away by a huge force. There was only a blood mist in the sky along with a shrill scream.
"Can Xiao Chan'er's things only be used to stab people in the hands of useless descendants like you?"
Peng Taoist didn't even raise his head, appearing to be so indifferent and casual in his understatement, but Patriarch Long Huai who rushed to the side to help could hear murderous intent in his ears!
The physical body was shaken, which means that the tens of thousands of years of Peng Taoist fellow cultivators' plan to restore the original magical power to the perfect state have completely failed. It would be weird if Peng Taoist had no murderous intention.
But now, instead of being intimidated by Taoist Peng's tyrannical strength that severely damaged the Butterfly Fairy, Ancestor Long Huai and Ancestor Xiang beside him were overjoyed and decided that this was their best chance to defeat Taoist Peng!
Taoist Peng's fellow cultivators in the eighth realm have not yet cultivated each of their origins to perfection. That is to say, although Taoist Peng has opened up the eight origins at this time, strictly speaking, they are still only at the first level of true spirit. Even they
The cultivation level of several true spirits in the first realm of perfection is not as good as that of others!
What if this isn't a God-given opportunity?
At this time, the two of them no longer cared about the life and death of the Butterfly Fairy. They didn't even pay attention to Lu Ping, who was uncertain about his life or death at the side. They joined forces to besiege Taoist Peng one after the other.
"I have planned for tens of thousands of years to be destroyed at the hands of younger generations like you. Even if I crush you to ashes, I will not be able to understand that I only have hatred in my heart. I will dig out your heart, take out your true spirit, and make your body into a
I will turn you into a puppet and subject your true souls to the most vicious torture in the world. Haha, your physical puppet will be the one who inflicts torture!"
Taoist Peng was smiling in his words, but there was no smile on his face. Only the frost on his face made people shudder.
Although Taoist Peng has not yet reached perfection in condensing his original magical powers, his strength is still frighteningly powerful. Ancestor Long Huai tried to use the vines transformed from his natal spiritual treasure to restrain him, but he was unexpectedly restrained by his tyrannical physical power.
It was torn off in one fell swoop, and even Ancestor Long Huai couldn't control his body shape. If he hadn't seen the opportunity quickly, he would have been almost pulled to his side by Taoist Peng.
Ancestor Xiang took the opportunity to attack from behind. Taoist Peng frowned slightly and had to give up his plan to pursue Ancestor Long Huai. He only had time to print a palm towards Ancestor Long Huai from a distance.
Even this casual palm made Ancestor Long Huai feel as if he was facing a formidable enemy. The Qiankun wine cauldron above his head fell in front of him and spun rapidly, bringing with it a strange force and allowing anyone to enter the protection range of the cauldron at will.
My magical powers may be diverted.
However, this method was obviously ineffective against Taoist Peng's palm. The cauldron shook violently, followed by the scream of a spiritual ape, and then stopped turning. However, deep down behind the cauldron, Elder Long Huai
Ancestor Ancestor felt a powerful force coming from the tripod. Ancestor Long Huai's face suddenly turned red from holding back the pressure, and he swallowed back the mouthful of hot blood in his throat.
On top of the Qiankun Baoding, a weapon spirit ape was directly shaken away, turning into a ball of pure essence and floating away. Ancestor Long Huai took the Baoding into his hand and suddenly took a breath of cold air, and then discovered that there was something inside the cauldron wall.
There is a huge palm print on it.
Although Taoist Peng's cultivation is only at the first level of true spirit, his strength is so tyrannical!
Just when Patriarch Long Huai hesitated, Patriarch Xiang on the side could no longer hold on any longer and called for help from Patriarch Long Huai.
At this moment, the moment of life and death had come, and no one could be harmed at all. Ancestor Long Huai cheered up, and the broken crystal hammer flew out again, directly hitting Taoist Peng's descendants.
Looking over Taoist Peng's back, Ancestor Long Huai saw from a distance that Ancestor Xiang had already transformed into a true spirit. The Qianjun Rod looked like a curved bow after suffering successive attacks from Taoist Peng; Good Fortune
The lid of the cauldron has been opened, and the original essence dispersed in the void is continuously incorporated into it, and then the five elements' original energy pours out from the spout, trying its best to replenish the consumption of Old Ancestor Xiang; and a handful of five colors of
The spiritual fan made of feathers is fanning in the air. Together with the five elements flowing out from the cauldron of creation, the two complement each other and can actually neutralize half of the power of Taoist Peng's offensive. It is precisely because of this that Old Ancestor Xiang can
It took Taoist Peng's hands to support this moment.
Five Elements Spiritual Light Fan!
Unexpectedly, the treasure of the Peacock Royal Clan in Endless Mountain would fall into the hands of Ancestor Xiang.
This spiritual treasure was Taoist Peng's natal spiritual treasure back then. Its quality and the Qianjun Rod were generally not inferior to those of the other six artifacts. Taoist Peng became even more furious after seeing this treasure. However, after tens of thousands of years, he left it behind
The spiritual imprint in the Lingbao has long been wiped out by the Peacock King who has been in charge of this treasure for generations. Now that the body has been reshaped, the Lingbao no longer recognizes its old owner.
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But just when Peng Taoist gave up the condensation of magical powers by fellow cultivators in the Eighth Realm and wanted to kill everyone to vent his anger, there was lightning and thunder in the purple clouds where Lu Ping was.
Hai's attempt to integrate the origin of thunder has reached its final moment.