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The Crystal Palace monk had just exited the mountain, and a gloomy smile condensed on his face. At some point at the stairs of the pavilion, a restriction had condensed again. The escaping light he had previously torn apart the talisman was now restraining the condensed light.
Swirling in front of the curtain.
The monk roared angrily, and the flying ax in his hand hit the restricted light curtain with great force. With a "bang", the entire light curtain trembled, and then the formation restrictions in the entire attic also shook, but the light
The curtain did not break.
The Crystal Palace monk's expression changed, and Liang Xuanfeng and the others had already attacked again.
"The battle is over, don't hold back!"
Liang Xuanfeng slashed at the Crystal Palace monk with another invisible wind wheel. Several silk strings that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye flew out from Zhu Xuanmeng's pipa. Lu Ping's sword power changed, and the Da Jiangdong Go Sword Technique dodged the Crystal Palace monk with an indomitable momentum.
The entire space was blocked, and the only option was to confront the attacks of the three people head-on.
In the desperate eyes of the Crystal Palace monk, Liang Xuanfeng's wind wheel had already split his defensive light curtain, and the crystal jade medal above his head fell down with a cry. His other magic weapon was tightly entangled with the 6-level golden scale sword.
A tiny silk string flashed an undetectable light in the air, and the head of the monk from the Crystal Palace flew up.
A golden elixir with five golden lines suddenly flew out from the headless corpse. Immortal Liang Xuanfeng was about to capture it when he saw the golden elixir hit the light curtain fiercely. The light curtain finally collapsed this time, and the
The escape light that was previously blocked lost its trace again, and the golden elixir also shattered, turning into a strong wave of spiritual power that struck in all directions.
The three of them bore the brunt, but Master Liang Xuanfeng did not take it seriously. The violent air wave was constantly weakened, blocked, and divided in front of Master Liang Xuanfeng, and finally turned into a breeze blowing in front of them. Master Liang Xuanfeng took the lead to resolve it, while Zhu Xuanmeng and Lu Ping resisted the air wave.
The impact is also much easier.
The three of them looked at each other, and then Liang Xuanfeng returned to the mountainside, preparing to break the restrictions on the stone closet. Lu Pingyuan wanted to follow, but he did not want to expose too much of his cards; Zhu Xuanmeng was checking around the attic.
Exploring it to see if there were any other valuable things; Lu Ping walked to the next forbidden light curtain and found that this light curtain had been broken by the air wave when the Crystal Palace monk's golden elixir collapsed, and the golden escape light had already been broken.
Has disappeared.
6 Ping's heart sank, and he hurried towards the entrance of the attic. From a distance, he saw golden escaping lights, like headless flies, scurrying around in front of the last layer of light curtain at the entrance of the attic.
Lu Ping extinguished the escape light casually, and only heard a roar on the light screen at the entrance of the attic. Then the entire restriction in the attic shook, as if it would be extinguished in the next moment.
Lu Ping's expression changed, and he pinched out a few spells in his hand. The light curtain at the entrance to the attic flashed, and the situation outside the building appeared before Lu Ping's eyes.
Lu Ping turned around and saw that Liang Xuanfeng and Zhu Xuanmeng had heard the sound and rushed over. He quickly said in a deep voice: "The monks outside have broken through to the inner layer of the cave. Now there are monks everywhere outside the attic, and many of them are already fighting. Now a group of
The monks are attacking the protective formation outside the attic where we are. Uncle Master, have you got the Tianfeng Ye?"
When Liang Xuanfeng heard that it was not the monks from the Crystal Palace who were coming to kill him, he immediately let go of his thoughts. When he heard Lu Ping's question, he suddenly became happy and nodded: "I've got it. I'll take advantage of the chaos when everyone squeezes in.
Let's break out of the encirclement. If we accidentally get separated, we will meet at the inn on Silver Sword Island in three days. Please be careful, it's important to save your life."
Liang Xuanfeng's last words were for Lu Ping. Although Lu Ping's strength had impressed the two of them, his cultivation level was the lowest after all, and he was still the weakest among the three.
At this moment, several more attacks hit the light curtain of the protective formation. The light curtain swayed and suddenly shattered. More than ten alchemy monks outside the attic swarmed in, and there were many people in the hemolysis stage behind them.
The monk followed in.
Zhu Xuanmeng stretched out his hand and threw a magic weapon over. Lu Ping took it and took a look. It turned out to be the magic weapon "Shou" crystal jade tablet with the word "Shou" that the Crystal Palace monk had just used to resist the attacks of three people.
Zhu Xuanmeng said: "This is the defensive magic weapon on the person just now. His flying ax has been damaged. You happen to have no defensive magic weapon. You can make do with this magic weapon for now."
Lu Ping thanked him and did not ask what Zhu Xuanmeng had gained in the attic.
The monks who rushed into the attic were rummaging around. Lu Ping used the remaining restrictions in the pavilion to isolate the breath of the three people. When everyone was rummaging for treasures and had no time to look around, they all rushed out of the attic.
"No, these three people have already come in. They are not among the people who just rushed in!"
Just when Lu Ping and the others were about to rush out of the attic, a monk finally realized something was wrong and shouted loudly.
"F***, why did I say that there is nothing in the attic? It turns out that these three people got there first."
"Kill them!"
"Leave the treasure and spare your life!"
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The crowd was excited for a moment, and seven or eight Alchemy Masters actually shouted and took action together, attacking the three of them.
Master Liang Xuanfeng took the lead and knocked away a monk in the middle stage of alchemy who was blocking the door. He shouted: "Leave each other and mix with the monks who are hunting for treasures."
Then he stood alone in front of the door, his hands popped out one after another, and seven wind wheels were struck at the chasing monks. While the monks behind him were blocked, Liang Xuanfeng transformed into dozens of flowing winds and disappeared in front of everyone.
Taking advantage of the cover of Master Liang Xuanfeng, Zhu Xuanmeng's feet moved for some reason, and he was already dozens of feet away. In another flash, he became one of the monks who were hunting for treasures everywhere.
Lu Ping could tell that Zhu Xuanmeng was using a small magical power to escape, but Lu Ping, not to mention the small magical power, even the Xiangyun Dou, the magical weapon he had been using before, was also swallowed by the collapsing space in the Ziyue Cave.
Gone.
Fortunately, Lu Ping got a mysterious jade slip when he was on Feiling Island, which recorded a large number of forbidden secret techniques of Feiling Sect. Every time Lu Ping took a step outward, another figure appeared until he stepped out.
At the eighteenth step, although he could not catch up with Zhu Xuanmeng, the eighteen figures disturbed the pursuing monks.
The Secret to Concealing Heaven and Crossing the Sea!
After Lu Ping advanced to the elixir forging stage, the application of spells has undoubtedly reached a higher level. These eighteen figures can be said to be exactly the same as Lu Ping, lifelike, although traces will soon be revealed under the detection of spiritual thoughts.
But it greatly distracted the attention of the chasing monks. After Lu Ping turned around a building, only a monk in the middle stage of elixir forging was left behind.
Seeing that no one was chasing after him, the monk in the middle stage of alchemy was secretly happy. He thought that he could have a meal alone this time. He sent a message to Lu Ping and said: "Boy, let me float you to the Astronomical Literature Network. Now you still want to go there?"
Where to run?"
However, Lu Ping didn't care, and kept moving his feet. At the same time, the magic handprints in his hands were constantly hitting the surroundings. At first, the monks behind him were a little surprised and uncertain, but along the way, there were no accidents. The monks determined that
Lu Ping was bluffing. Seeing that Lu Ping was still running away, he immediately lost his patience. He opened his mouth and blew, and shot a tiny flying needle towards Lu Ping's back.
At this moment, Lu Ping suddenly turned around, and the last hand technique that had been missing in his hand formed the last seal in Lu Ping's hand, driven by Lu Ping's powerful real energy.
A loud "buzzing" sound was heard, and in the horrified eyes of the monks, the surrounding formation restrictions that had been destroyed by many monks suddenly recovered, forming invisible light curtains, trapping the monks in the formation.
Lu Ping pulled up several forbidden light curtains in front of him, intending to block the flying needles' thrusts. However, these light curtains had no effect on the flying needles' thrusts.
Flying needle magic weapon!
Lu Ping secretly cursed his bad luck for encountering such a strange magic weapon. It was simply unavoidable.
The Golden Scale Sword swept away, and the Flying Needle dodged it with a slight movement. The Golden Scale Sword was in no way smaller and more flexible than the Flying Needle. Although the monk was trapped by Lu Ping within the cave's formation restrictions, the Flying Needle was still under his control.
Control and relentlessly pursue Lu Ping.
Lu Ping snorted coldly, and a black and gold pill was thrown towards the flying needle by Lu Ping.
After the pill flew out, it exploded into a poisonous dragon that shook its head and tail as Lu Ping changed the seals in his hand, and rushed towards the flying needle.
War Pill, Ten Thousand Poison War Pills!
This is a unique battle elixir that Lu Ping refined using the Black Hell Poison Fire and his previous mid-level elixir furnace according to the elixir recipe of Ten Thousand Poison elixirs and the refining method of battle elixirs. More importantly,
Yes, Lu Ping added Ten Thousand Poisons Serum to dozens of thousand-year-old and five-hundred-year-old herbs, and under Lu Ping's master-level alchemy skills, he refined two Ten Thousand Poison War Pills.
Originally, Lu Ping's refining of these war elixirs was just a whim, but unexpectedly, it has come in handy now.
Just after the flying needle penetrated the poisonous dragon's body, a "chichi" sound came out, and the original sarcastic expression of the monk who was restrained in the formation by Lu Ping was suddenly replaced by a ferocious one.
"Ah!" A howl of pain came, and the monk's spiritual thoughts and true energy attached to the flying needle were quickly corroded. The flying needle pierced the poisonous dragon and was about to fly towards Luping, but unexpectedly the poisonous dragon had already been
Turning itself back in mid-air, the poisonous dragon opened its mouth and sprayed out another stream of venom towards the poisonous needle that just flew out of its body!
The entire poisonous dragon's black and golden color became transparent as the venom was sprayed out. However, the flying needle was severely damaged again, and the monk screamed in pain again while restrained.
Lu Ping took advantage of the chance that the monk's spiritual thoughts and true energy were greatly weakened on the flying needle, and cut off the golden scale sword one by one. With a crisp "clang" sound, the flying needle was broken into several pieces by the golden scale sword, and a trace of laughter suddenly overflowed from the corner of the monk's mouth.
There was blood, and at the same time, his head tilted back slightly. It was obvious that both his spiritual mind and his true energy had been severely damaged.
Although this flying needle magic weapon is the most difficult to defend against and its protective spells are difficult to withstand, it itself is extremely fragile. When used against the enemy, it relies on its small size and flexibility, making it impossible for the opponent to capture it. However, once it comes into contact with the opponent's magic weapon
If the magic weapons collide, the body of the magic weapon will be severely damaged in all cases.
Lu Ping didn't care about the white hair sweat aroused after being stabbed three feet away from the flying needle magic weapon in front of his eyes.
Kill the monk trapped in the formation.
With the monk's fourth-level cultivation of Alchemy, Lu Ping would naturally not be his opponent on normal days, but now Lu Ping relied on his incomparable familiarity with the formation restrictions of Chongxuan Cave and took advantage of the monk's greed and arrogance to imprison him in the formation.
He almost became a target, destroyed his magic weapon, and suffered heavy injuries. Now Lu Ping is interested in killing people and stealing goods.
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