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Chapter 915 The Bloody Battle in Iceland

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Han Iceland is still in the hands of the human monks!

Although the human monks are divided into different camps in Han Iceland, they have always firmly controlled Han Iceland in their own hands despite the constant impact of Mo Luo.

When Lu Ping came to Han Iceland from the teleportation array, it seemed as if he had suddenly returned to the time when Han Iceland had just discovered a large spiritual stone vein and monks from various sects swarmed in. The entire Han Iceland seemed desolate.

Originally, after so many years of management by various factions in the North Sea, the entire Ice Island had already been built and carved with countless beautiful pavilions and pavilions, and the ice was everywhere shining in the sunlight.

However, now that Lu Ping looked around, the entire Ice Island seemed to have returned to its previous state. The only difference was that instead of snow and ice on the ground, there were ice slag all over the ground. The Ice Palace and Ice Towers that had been built for decades were already there.

This time Han Iceland was reduced to ruins during the offensive and defensive battle.

Although Han Iceland was not conquered by Mo Luo, the aftermath of the continuous wars still spread to the islands. The power of the island protection formation was turned to the periphery, and the ice sculpture buildings without the protection of the formations all collapsed in the aftermath of the war.

From outside the island, there was a thunderous roar of magical powers and the sound of magic weapons clashing. Lu Ping's spiritual thoughts spread out to the surroundings, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. They all said that although Han Bingbing had been holding on, he was still unable to repel Mo Luo's attack.

He even suffered heavy casualties. The main reason was because the various factions on the Han Island fought independently and never interacted with each other. It seems that what he said was absolutely correct.

At this time, there were shouts of killing Zhentian in the northwest, and although the aftermath of the fighting was also heard in other directions, the intensity was not at the same level.

Lu Ping set up the escape light under his feet. In a moment, he arrived at the coast where the True Spirit Sect was stationed. He saw that the True Spirit Sect had sent out 20 or 30 monks in the alchemy stage, and the formation shields that were pulling the mother-child formation on their bodies were still there.

Encircle and suppress more than a dozen demons in the elixir-forging stage from high altitude outside the island.

On the sea surface, more than a hundred disciples in the hemolytic stage set up a dozen "three-talented and five-element Taoist formations" to fight hundreds of little devils in the hemolytic stage. From a distance, the scene looked quite intense!

However, in Lu Ping's view, this seemed like the True Spirit Sect was taking the opportunity to let its disciples practice the Taoist formation. Although the two sides were still fighting to the death, it also seemed like a tacit understanding on the battlefield between the True Spirit Sect and the Mo Luo clan.

Lu Ping didn't care how many there were, he jumped out of the island-protecting formation and rushed toward the dozen or so Alchemy Stage Demons standing high in the sky outside the island-protecting formation.

But this time Lu Ping was much more cautious. When he rushed out of the cold ice island, his spiritual thoughts had already carefully examined the surrounding void. In addition to discovering the familiar divine thoughts of several ancestors of the sect, there were also Dharma-level blood

Mara really didn't appear nearby.

Lu Ping's sudden appearance not only surprised the dozens of big demons above Han Iceland, but also the monks of the True Spirit Sect. However, after the monks of the True Spirit Sect saw that the person who appeared was Lu Xuanping, their original expressions of blame suddenly changed to

Overjoyed, many of the True Spirit Sect monks on the island who were watching the battle even cheered.

When Lu Ping appeared at the stall, two blue rainbows shot out from his body, and the Qiu Shui Sword and the Yi Ren Sword took two ends, which were equivalent to Shura in the early stage of Duan Dan.

The two Shuras tried to dodge, but the spinning serial killing was originally known for its fast sword speed and difficulty in dodging. It was a famous attacking and killing swordsmanship in the cultivation world, not to mention that they were only Shura whose cultivation level was at least equivalent to the middle stage of Duan Dan.

Of the two Shuras, one was decapitated and the other was chopped into two pieces. They roared and fell toward the sea, but were immediately pierced through the head by Wang Qi's sword, who followed closely behind.

A black ball suddenly exploded beside Lu Ping, a cloud of black mist appeared, and countless sounds began to explode in Lu Ping's ears, and then they seemed like needles piercing Lu Ping's spiritual thoughts.

Lu Ping snorted coldly, turned around suddenly and shouted at Heiwu: "Zha!"

The black fog suddenly exploded and dissipated like an overinflated rubber ball, and a shrill roar suddenly appeared in the sky, as if someone was suffering from great pain.

However, after the roar came out, not only the movements of the hands of the monks of the True Spirit Sect who were fighting in the alchemy stage in the sky were slowed down, but also the formation of the Taoist soldiers of the True Spirit Sect who was fighting with the Hemolytic Stage Demon above the sea was also affected.

Due to the impact, several disciples were immediately injured in the hands of Mo Luo.

Green light flashed in Lu Ping's eyes, and the hovering swords suddenly shot to the right a hundred feet away, entangled and stirred, the shrill roar suddenly stopped, and the broken arms and limbs and a cloud of blood mist dispersed from the void a hundred feet away.

, a head with bleeding from all its orifices fell into the sea water and splashed with huge bubbles.

At this moment, a Shura suddenly appeared from behind Lu Ping. With a ferocious smile on his face, a huge ghost-headed sword took off his hand and flew towards Lu Ping's back.

Seeing that the broadsword was about to hit Lu Ping's back, he saw that the broadsword suddenly seemed to sink into layers of sponges, and the strength contained in the broadsword was dissolved and stripped layer by layer.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Shura was about to withdraw his sword and retreat. Unexpectedly, when he pulled it back, he found that the transparent silk threads had already wrapped the sword tightly. Shura was violently shaken, and the transparent silk threads on the surface of the sword disintegrated. Unexpectedly,

The speed at which these transparent threads wind up far exceeds the speed at which they disintegrate.

At this time, Shura realized that those transparent silk threads were simply tiny water lines, and the broadsword had already been tightly entangled, with almost only an outline left.

It only took a blink of an eye before and after Shura's sneak attack. Lu Ping turned around. Shura was shocked. He didn't even have time to retract his accompanying magic sword. He was about to retreat when a gust of wind blew up, but Lu Ping suddenly reached out and shook his hand.

The water vapor quickly condensed into a huge palm, holding the strong wind tightly in his hand.

The Shura's frightened roar suddenly came from the palm of his hand, and water splashed out on the palm as Shura struggled, but he was still unable to break free from the shackles of his palm.

Lu Ping clenched his palm tightly, and the same was true for the giant water vapor hand. More and more disciples of the True Spirit Sect who came to watch the battle suddenly noticed that the giant water vapor palm seemed to shrink a bit.

Immediately after opening his palms, everyone saw that Feng Shura was dripping with water from the inside out and falling straight towards the sea.

With just such a grasp, this Wind Shura, which was equivalent to the cultivation level of the late stage of forging pills, turned into a water-filled corpse. The True Spirit Sect monks below were stunned!

In the blink of an eye, four great demons were killed one after another. The True Spirit Sect monks who were watching the battle were certainly filled with excitement, and the True Spirit Sect monks who participated in the battle also had their morale boosted.

On the other hand, this group of Shura was in great disarray. Some were still bravely moving forward, while others began to run backwards.

The monks from the True Spirit Sect took the opportunity to rush and encircle them, but at this time, Lu Ping was suspended in mid-air and stopped taking action. Instead, he watched the monks from his sect start to chase and kill the fleeing Moluo tribe.

The monks from the True Spirit Sect did not chase them very far, and soon a cloud of snowflakes exploded in the sky. The monks from the True Spirit Sect returned one after another. Seeing this, Lu Ping also returned to the cold ice island.

At the same time, Lu Ping also noticed that the aftermath of the battle from the northwest of Han Iceland seemed to have stopped. Either Mo Luo stopped attacking on his own, or the Xuanling sect defending the northwest repelled Mo Luo's attack.

Without greeting many True Spirit Sect disciples, Patriarch Tianxue’s voice roared in Lu Ping’s ears: “Boy, get over here quickly!”

Lu Ping apologetically bowed his hands to his fellow disciples and hurried towards the palace.

Although many of the ice sculpture buildings on Hanshan Island have collapsed, the palace is after all the place where several ancestors of the Zhenling Sect rested, so it will naturally not be shaken by the aftermath of the war.

In the palace, the two ancestors Tianfan and Tianxue were the first. Ancestor Tianfan had been operating in the East China Sea for more than 20 years. After the emergency in Han Iceland, ancestor Jiang Tianlin went to Jingzhe Island to replace him and returned. Ancestor Tianfan

, the ancestors of Tianxue gathered in Han Iceland, which is equivalent to a Dharma monk, and it also shows that the True Spirit Party attaches great importance to Han Iceland.

Under the two ancestors, Patriarch Guo Tianshan, Patriarch Qu Xuancheng, and Patriarch Yuan Xuanshu are among them. The Zhenling Sect has unknowingly arranged five Dharma Patriarchs in Han Iceland.

Lu Ping was greatly shocked. He didn't know why the True Spirit Sect was so secretive in spreading such power, but it has never appeared in Han Iceland. Could it be that they really came for the Lingshi mineral vein in Han Iceland, or maybe it was this

Is the disaster of Mara really that serious?

Below them are Master Xuanchen and Master Xuansen.

"Do you know how many Blood Demons were paying attention to you at that time?"

Ancestor Tianxue had a frosty look on his face. When he saw Lu Ping entering the palace, he immediately shouted sharply.

Lu Ping knew that his appearance just now seemed to have almost ruined something. In fact, he had already realized something after killing four demons in a row, so he did not participate in the subsequent encirclement and suppression of the demons, so he quickly laughed with him and said:

"Disciple has met all ancestors and two master uncles!"

Seeing that everyone ignored him, he smiled and said: "I just came here and saw that the disciples of our sect were fighting with Demon Luo, so I came to help. Unexpectedly, I suddenly attracted three Blood Demon Luo to peek in the dark.

Ashamed!”

Ancestor Tianfan opened his eyes at this time and said: "There is another Jade Shura!"

Lu Ping was shocked when he heard this and clicked his tongue: "Lianyu Shura showed up?"

Then he thought of something again, looked at the five ancestors above him, and suddenly said: "No wonder five ancestors came at once, even the great uncle of Tianfan Master came back from the East China Sea!"

Ancestor Tianfan smiled and shook his head, saying: "Five? It's six!"

Lu Ping was stunned when he heard this. Before he could think carefully about what Patriarch Tianfan meant, he heard Patriarch Tianxue say in a cold voice: "You still think you are a disciple of the Alchemy Stage, a third-generation cultivator? You

You look down on yourself too much!"

Lu Ping was speechless, but he could only listen and be taught at this time, otherwise the furious Tianxue ancestor would come up with ways to punish Lu Ping himself. At that time, ancestors Jiang Tianlin and Liu Tianling had many in his hands.

Despite all the hardships, only Patriarch Tianqin could win her favor. Lu Ping asked himself whether he was as capable as Patriarch Tianqin.

At this time, Patriarch Guo Tianshan suddenly said: "Martial Nephew Lu has just arrived at Han Iceland. He may not know the situation yet, and it is inevitable that he will make mistakes in his actions. Although this time he has exposed a lot of our strength, at least he has forced out the other party's strength."

A Jade Shura is a gain and a loss, right?"

Among the second-generation disciples of the True Spirit Sect, apart from Patriarch Tianqin, it seems that Patriarch Tianshan is the only kind person who has not been trained by Patriarch Tianxue. Patriarch Tianxue still gave him some respect and did not give him any more respect.

He opened his mouth and looked at Lu Ping's face.

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