There are only one hundred places in Luo Sheng Lake. Every monk who wants to enter Luo Sheng Lake is not doing it to improve his cultivation. Four or five years of seclusion is enough time for every monk to carry sufficient training materials.--(
Whether it was for the only one hundred places or for the abundant training resources of others, it was enough to trigger a large-scale chaos among nearly a thousand monks in the land of the river.
A wide range of supernatural spells were quickly launched. In this attack that almost left no dead ends, any monk who wanted to dodge with exquisite escape skills would face the danger of a group fight once he was forced out.
, so Lu Ping wisely adopted a frontal approach.
Retaining strength in a chaotic battle is simply seeking death. A triangular black flag hangs high above Lu Ping's head, and purple light curtains hang down to protect Lu Ping in the center. A colorful tulle is looming on his body.
The **** sword was circling, using the rock-piercing air sword technique that was most suitable for charging forward in group battles.
With the support of Lu Ping's true energy far beyond ordinary people, Lu Ping was invincible among the magical powers flying in the sky. He rushed all the way, rushing towards the depths of the river source along the direction of the source of the mysterious power.
There are hundreds, if not thousands, of small ponds divided by meadows in the source of the river. Even if it is a small puddle as big as a palm, it may be the inner space of Luosheng Lake. Therefore, these water pools pour into the source of the river.
Although the monks in the land are fighting among themselves to reduce the number of competitors who enter the Luosheng Lake, they also have to check one by one among these small puddles, ponds, and pools to see which one is the Luosheng Lake and which one breeds this space.
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Lu Ping has no such worries at all. Although he doesn't know whether the mysterious power that lured him is in Luosheng Lake, but even if he discovers Luosheng Lake at this time, the mysterious power is not in it, Lu Ping will not know whether it is there.
Without hesitation, he abandoned Luo Sheng Lake like a shoe.
All attacks intended to kill Lu Ping were blocked, and all enemies standing in front of Lu Ping were killed, repelled, and frightened away by Lu Ping's swordsmanship, which was like mercury pouring down the ground and the galactic general!
At this time, Lu Ping had no intention of killing people to seize trophies and reduce his competitors. Under the current situation, Lu Ping did not dare to pause at all. Once he stopped, he might fall into a fierce battle with the surrounding monks, and he might even be surrounded by others.
Even if we break through, the source of the mysterious power will most likely be taken advantage of by someone.
He just wanted to rush to the source of this mysterious force that affected his bloodline as soon as possible to find out. Therefore, the monk who blocked Lu Ping head-on was repelled by Lu Ping. After being injured, Lu Ping ignored him and just focused on
Go in the direction of the mysterious power.
Lu Ping ignored the attacks on his side and behind, and only relied on the purple light curtain hanging from the water control flag to block them. On top of these purple light curtains, refinings the size of a bowl mouth were constantly swimming, blocking these.
The tyrannical magical powers were dissolved one by one.
Occasionally, there are powerful monks, or several monks join forces with a tacit understanding to attack, and penetrate the water-controlling flag's guard in one fell swoop. However, before everyone can rejoice, a colorful light rises from Lu Ping's body, and then these magical powers
The magic plunged into it and disappeared.
"Who is this person? How can he have such magical powers!"
Seeing that the great magical power he had activated was easily resolved by the colorful light, and seeing that the monk who was blocking the person in front was swept away by the person's sword skills like a flooding flood, the monk quickly retreated back.
: This person is definitely not something he can afford to offend. Now he doesn’t bother to fight with others. Once he looks back and settles the score, he will definitely be the one who falls!
"Xie Yangming, this person must be Xie Yangming, otherwise how could he have such magical swordsmanship and such exquisite protective magic weapon?"
"That's right, I heard that Xie Yangming also entered the land of the river this time. This person must be Xie Yangming. Let's retreat quickly. We can't afford to offend this person. If you don't want to die, retreat quickly!"
"Damn Xie Yangming, Xie Yangming has always used a single sword. When did you hear that he used a **** sword? Besides, this person is obviously a water attribute swordsman. Xie Yangming is practicing the 'Lihuo Tianyang Sword Technique'.
A Lihuo Tianyang Sword can turn a hundred-foot-wide swamp into a desert when deployed. No matter how powerful Xie Yangming is, he cannot be a water-fire fellow practitioner!"
"Yes, yes, yes, it turns out that this person is not Xie Yangming. Brothers, how about we join forces and defeat him? Just look at the magic weapons he is using now, they are not ordinary things!"
"I want you to go without looking at this person's strength. From the distance of thirty miles from the source of the river, dozens of people have already taken action, but two monks have died in his hands. They were struck by him.
More than ten people were seriously injured, and the others retreated after one blow, seeing that the situation was not going well. Fortunately, this person did not turn back to pursue him, otherwise more people would have died!"
"Yes, how can the force behind cultivating such powerful disciples be so small? Even if it cannot compare with Ziyang Palace, it still has to be comparable to Pegasus, Koi, and Xihuang Palace!"
"Don't mess with this evil star, let him go and cause harm to others!"
Lu Ping's sword vibrated, and the expressions of the two late-stage alchemy monks who were trying to stop Lu Ping changed. Before they could retreat, a strange stream of true energy flowed toward their hearts along the bloodline of the two men like a torrent that broke a bank.
Nuclear space diffuses.
Boom!
The core space was like a rock hit by a huge wave. Although it blocked the blow, the huge sound that only the two of them could hear still made them dizzy.
The two of them flew backwards involuntarily, and when they opened their eyes, Lu Ping had already laughed, passed between the two retreating people, and continued to fly towards the depths of the river source.
The two of them looked at each other in shock, with a wave of fear in their hearts. If Lu Ping had stopped and stepped forward to finish the attack, there would be no way for the two of them to survive.
Lu Ping slashed away the two people who were blocking his way with a sword, but his vision suddenly cleared. Only then did he realize that no monks around him dared to step forward to stop him. His mood couldn't help but feel relieved, and a heroic spirit rushed straight up.
, couldn't help laughing "haha".
"No, isn't this person the Beihai monk whom Zhang Zhiming from Xihuang Palace met earlier? He once said that he had sex with the mainland?"
"Yes, Zhang Zhiming said that he once escaped with his life from Ma Chenguang and broke into the fog formation. Who is Ma Chenguang? He has condensed the top natal supernatural powers. He was an invincible existence in the early stage of the Dharma.
A character who can also fight with the other Five Swordsmen of Ziyang Palace!"
"Beihai, are you kidding? What kind of good birds can come out of such a barren place? By the way, this person can't be a double act with that Zhang Zhiming, can't this person be used by Xihuang Palace to hide from others? After all, Zhang Zhiming
Compared with people like Ma Chenxi, Li Tong, and Xie Yangming, they are still a little inferior!"
Lu Ping's rampage all the way made the monks around the place where he passed become rare and calm. However, everyone immediately fell into a defensive confrontation with each other again.
On the other side of the river source, watching Lu Ping break through with unparalleled divine power, three monks with elongated faces were standing there looking at Lu Ping's back.
"This is the human monk that Third Young Master once told Fourth Young Master to pay attention to?"
"That's him. Unfortunately, when the Fourth Young Master came to find Zhang Zhiming, I had not yet walked out of the fog formation and had no time to inform the Fourth Young Master. At that time, although the people around him already knew from Zhang Zhiming's mouth that this person had escaped from the Third Young Master.
I will not tell the Fourth Young Master about it without any reason."
"Let's go up and meet him to see how strong he is, and then we'll talk to the Fourth Young Master."
"I don't know why the Fourth Young Master kicked out all of us, but he acted alone. Isn't he really afraid that someone will covet his treasure and join forces to besiege him?"
"Silence! The Fourth Young Master has a secret mission handed down by the clan leader, which is not something we can know. Do you really think that the Tianma Clan and the Koi Clan are blocking the outside of the fog formation to control the number of monks entering the river source?"
"Yes, there is such a large formation of monks from the two races, but now there are still nearly a thousand monks breaking through and entering the land of the river. How is this possible?"
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Lu Ping could sense that he was getting closer and closer to the source of mysterious power in the Land of the River, but he had already discovered that there were already several people following him behind him.
Lu Ping is making rapid progress all the way, and it is difficult not to attract attention!
A white ball of light made a weird whistling sound and flew towards Lu Ping. Lu Ping seemed to have been prepared for it. The sword turned into a spiral sword light and strangled towards the white ball of light.
Tsk!
Amidst the sparks flying, a scorching white flame suddenly exploded in the air, and the scorching white flames raged everywhere. The grassland with a radius of tens of feet was reduced to ashes, and a dozen ponds and thick white clouds rose in the sky.
The fog and strong air waves pushed Lu Ping, who was flying forward, desperately in the opposite direction.
Although Lu Ping had already discovered that someone was ambushing him, he was confident that he could neutralize the attack without hindrance and then break out calmly. However, he did not expect that the strength of the person who came was actually so strong. Although Lu Ping
He defused the oncoming attack without any injuries, but his body was blocked, which happened to fall into the trap of the ambush.
Just when Lu Ping stabilized his body in mid-air, a burly man jumped out from the front left, holding a giant long knife and slashed towards Lu Ping. A pale sword light flew out and towards Lu Ping's head.
The left arm was chopped off.
Pegasus clan!
Lu Ping bit out a few words in his mouth.
At the same time, a long thorn suddenly appeared on Lu Ping's right. It was a flying thorn refined from the unicorn of the Pegasus clan that had left a deep impression on Lu Ping, and it headed straight for Lu Ping's core space.
In Lu Ping's mind, there were two other monks who had taken the opportunity to ambush behind him. They were waiting for him to block them and had no time to take care of them, so they attacked their backs.
All of a sudden, five late-stage alchemy forging monks from the Tianma tribe gathered together, set up ambushes on all sides, and joined forces to surround and kill Lu Ping.