Nine hundred and twentieth chapters of the sea hanging clouds
Although Lu Ping was smashed away by the Blood Shura, he still had the exquisite wine cauldron to protect him. Although the exquisite wine cauldron was not a protective spiritual treasure, it was a treasure that had survived the thunder tribulation. No matter how bad his own protection was, he would not be weak.
As for a top soul-nurturing magic weapon, not to mention that Lu Ping had taken some spiritual pills to strengthen his body many times, and the strength of his body had already been enhanced to the point where it was not weaker than that of a Dharma cultivator. Therefore, even though he was hit by this blood Shura, even though it looked like
It's shocking, but actually he didn't suffer any serious internal injuries.
The ancestor of Tianshu arrived in front of Lu Ping in three leaps and bounds, raised his eyes and asked: "How is the injury?"
Lu Ping smiled lightly and said: "No problem!"
The ancestor of Tianshu nodded, turned around and left.
Lu Ping looked at the True Spirit Sect disciples staggering around and said, "Uncle Master, how is the situation?"
Master Xuansen said worriedly: "It's not good. Although our sect has realized what we expected just now, and Senior Uncle Tianxue and Senior Brother Tianshu rushed back in time, no one thought that the hidden demon cultivator would actually be there."
There were so many, and such a paradoxical Taoist formation was gathered together. The power was really beyond expectations. More than a hundred disciples in the hemolytic stage were wiped away from their consciousness at once, that is, the disciples in the elixir-forging stage.
Three of them had their spiritual consciousness disrupted due to carelessness, and even more others had their spiritual consciousness and consciousness damaged."
Lu Ping exclaimed in shock: "So many? Aren't they covered by a large formation protecting the island?"
If a disciple in the hemolytic stage has his consciousness washed away, he is no different from the living dead. Even if a disciple in the elixir-forging stage has his consciousness washed away, he is still dead but not alive.
This was different from the battle that Master Xuansen had outside the Yingtian Dojo. It was just that his spiritual power was severely damaged. He did not lose his spiritual power and lose his foundation. He could still recover from his injuries through the Soul Resurrection Pill.
Master Xuansen shook his head and sighed: "This time, many highly regarded fourth-generation disciples may have suffered hidden injuries, and their achievements in the future will be limited. Even those disciples in the alchemy stage whose spiritual senses were damaged may have enough
The Resurrection Pill's healing may also prolong the training time and cut off the hope of further progress."
As the two people talked, Yi Bian began to gather his disciples, and at the same time retreated as the True Spirit Sect's island-protecting formation further shrunk, in order to gather the last strength as much as possible to resist Mo Luo's attack.
The soul formation will not just launch this attack.
"What about other sects?"
"Worse!"
Master Xuansen and Lu Ping retreated closely with the contraction of the island-protecting formation. At the same time, they also wanted to block the attacks of Shura who were coming up, so that when the disciples retreated, they could take away the fallen or seriously injured disciples.
Suddenly there was a violent explosion in the sky. Lu Ping's expression changed and he said: "No, Master Tiancheng is injured. Master, you go to pick up Master first and leave this place to the disciples!"
Lu Ping also sacrificed the Qiushui Yiren Sword, along with the Thin Water Sword, and the four flying swords. Dozens of Shura and the remains of three big Shura flew around. The Shura's offensive suddenly stalled. Master Xuansen took the opportunity.
He left and brought Patriarch Tiancheng, who was also knocked away, back to the island protection formation.
Patriarch Tiancheng looked much more embarrassed than Lu Ping. The energy all over his body was dissipated. Lu Ping's heart suddenly sank when he saw it: The physical body of the Dharma cultivator is integrated with the Dharma form, and the energy is restrained. If the space in the core of the heart is not ruptured, where can there be energy?
Qi is dissipated, but once the Dharma monk's essence is dissipated, even if it is not life-threatening, there will definitely be no hope of further progress in the future.
Ancestor Tiancheng's sharp laughter of "hehe" came from a distance: "That guy didn't get any benefits either. Although he was not injured, his companion spirit treasure has been disabled by me. If it can't be saved, it will have to breed a new companion spirit treasure!"
In the distance, Master Xuansen's face was so gloomy that water could drip from his eyes. He poured the elixir in his hand into Patriarch Tiancheng's mouth for free.
Another muffled sound came, and the Tianshan ancestor finally got rid of the entanglement of the Blood Shura. Lu Ping could clearly see that the mountain whip held by the Tianshan ancestor was trembling slightly.
Fortunately, the Tianshan Ancestor's face was calm. It was obvious that even though the attack just now was a defeat, he did not suffer a big loss. The Tianshan Ancestor's defensive powers were not in vain.
In the sky above Han Iceland, only Ancestor Tianfan was left fighting with the Jade Shura. However, without the cooperation of Ancestor Tianxue, Ancestor Tianfan might not be much stronger than other monks in the middle phase of the Dharma Phase. Although there was wind and snow,
The fan among the two fans is in hand, but after all, it is only a calamity spiritual treasure, and it is retreating steadily under Jade Shura's pressing step by step.
However, at this time, the ancestors of Tianfan can only hold on. If the ancestors of Tianfan also retreat into the island protection formation, the destructive power exerted by an unfettered Jade Shura is not that of Tianfan and the two ancestors of Tianxue.
It can be blocked by shrinking into the island protection formation. After all, the island protection formation is just a dead thing.
However, Patriarch Tianxue did not dare to leave the island-protecting formation at this time. Patriarch Tiancheng was seriously injured, Patriarch Tianshu was weak, and Patriarch Tianshan was also exhausted. The blow Lu Fangfang received just now made the entire True Spirit
Everyone in the sect was in shock. At this moment, Ancestor Tianxue was like the Sea-Dinging Needle of the True Spirit Sect. If she left again, I am afraid that the True Spirit Sect would collapse when Xiu Mo activated his soul-eating magical power for the second time.
Buzz!
Invisible fluctuations came again, and the hundreds of demon cultivators used the specious array of Tao soldiers to activate the soul-eating magical power again!
With a thought in Lu Ping's mind, the small flag with new runes that had just been refined by Lu Ping appeared in Lu Ping's hand. The true energy in Lu Ping's body was injected into the small flag as if lifeless, and the small flag that was originally the size of a palm suddenly grew to the size of three feet.
Lu Ping grabbed the small flag in his hand and shook it hard. White clouds suddenly appeared on the surface of the small flag. There were many layers of mountains. The misty cloud light directly covered a full third of the island protection formation where the Zhenling Sect was located.
!
Then the strange fluctuations of the soul-eating magical power came one after another, and the cloud light was suddenly compressed to a quarter of its size, and then began to slowly return to its original shape, and within the area covered by the cloud light
Most of the monks were actually safe and sound. Only the monks at the edge of the cloud light were injured despite the island protection formation and their own efforts to resist. A few of them were accidentally injured!
However, where the cloud light of the small banner was not covered, the True Spirit Sect once again suffered serious casualties. Forty or fifty disciples in the Hemolytic Stage died suddenly, and four monks in the Alchemy Stage died, and these four
By coincidence, the monk was the same monk whose mind had been damaged when the soul-eating magical power was activated previously.
Despite this, everyone in the Zhenling Sect still cheered. Ancestor Tianxue had already discovered the abnormality, and he actually didn't bother to assist Xuanchen in the center of the formation to suppress the guardian island formation, and directly cut through the space and came to Lu Ping
The light of joy in the eyes around him could even hurt Lu Ping's eyes.
"Hang a cloud sail?"
Ancestor Tianxue asked bluntly when he saw that Lu Ping's hand had returned to the size of a palm and was being transformed into a small blue-purple flag by Lu Ping's true energy.
After the small flag was struck by the soul-eating magical power for the second time, the runes on the small flag had covered most of the flag. Lu Ping was refining these runes with all his strength. After previously resisting the second impact of the demon-cultivating Taoist soldiers,
Why did Lu Ping neglect this little flag? This little flag may have become a key treasure for the monks of various sects on the Han Island to support them until reinforcements arrive.
Lu Ping was refining with all his strength, but he did not want to be distracted by speaking, so he could only give Ancestor Tianxue an unclear look.
Ancestor Tianxue naturally understood that the situation was a race against time, so he no longer disturbed Lu Ping's refining flag. He stepped back and disappeared, and returned to the center of the island protection formation to assist Master Xuan Chen.
Went to maintain and protect the island.
This time the True Spirit Sect suffered almost fewer casualties compared to the previous one. The monks from various sects who were gathering above the central spirit mineral vein of Han Iceland could naturally see clearly. The monks from many sects were astute and had already taken Lu Ping's three
Chi Xiaoban thought about Guanyunfan.
Especially the monks from the Canghai Sect. First they saw Lu Pingyu wielding the long-slender sword to fight against the Blood Shura, and now they sacrificed the hanging cloud sail that was suspected to be the ancestor of the Canghai Sect. They all looked at Lu Ping like hungry wolves, wishing they could
Eat it alive!
Compared with the True Spirit Sect, the casualties of the monks of each sect made the ancestors of each sect deplore. After the second impact of the soul-eating supernatural power, although the monks of each sect joined forces to resist, this time it was not just the monks in the hemolytic stage who
There were hundreds of casualties in one fell swoop, including more than 30 monks in the alchemy stage.
This time it was really nerve-wracking!
Originally, the combined strength of the various factions had far surpassed that of the True Spirit Sect. Even if the True Spirit Sect had Lu Ping's wonderful little flags to perform, the casualty ratio of each faction was still comparable to that of the True Spirit Sect.
However, don't forget that the foundation of the True Spirit Sect is much deeper than that of other sects. In the past hundred years, the number of monks in the alchemy stage of the True Spirit Sect has more than doubled. Although it hurts to lose seven or eight at once,
Even among them were disciples like Master Xuan Yu who were equivalent to direct monks, but they would not be injured.
However, each sect is different. For example, Linggu sect, Feiyu sect, Chongming sect, etc., although they are also great sects, the entire sect only has thirty or fifty monks in the alchemy stage, and three or five of them died in one fell swoop.
It is almost equivalent to losing one-tenth of the foundation.
Even for other sects such as Haiyan Sect, Shuiyan Pavilion, Xuanling Sect, and Canghai Sect, which have much stronger foundations, the loss of these monks is not just a physical pain, but a loss of flesh.
As he spoke, the soul-eating magical power of the Demon Cultivation Formation had been used for the third time. The two island-protecting formations on the cold ice island had shrunk again. The True Spirit Sect's protective formation had even shrunk to half of its previous size. However, facing
The ancestors of each faction were worried about this attack, which was stronger than the previous one.
However, before the weird soul-eating magical power descended on the Zhenling Sect's formation, a banner one foot in size was seen rising from the sky above the Zhenling Sect's defensive area, and most of the flags were covered with blood.
The mysterious runes turned into mountains of clouds again, and the misty cloud light actually covered the entire shrunk island protection formation!
The monks from various sects in the center of Han Iceland once again suffered heavy casualties, but this time the True Spirit Sect was safe and sound!
However, just after the small banner was struck by the magical power of the demon-cultivating formation for the third time, the runes that had covered most of the banner suddenly extended rapidly again, and the entire banner suddenly lit up.
At the same time, a distant bell suddenly rang from behind the demon cultivating formation!
when!
The entire demon cultivating formation suddenly collapsed in chaos!
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