Sorry, it's late, I don't go to the net all the time, so I have to be on the net.

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Every time a medium-sized spiritual vein or spiritual vein is discovered by a monk, it will always be accompanied by a harvest of heaven and earth spiritual objects and heaven and earth strange things, although spiritual objects and strange things are generated by heaven and earth, but the spirit ore veins and spiritual veins themselves are the condensation of the essence of heaven and earth, and it is naturally easier to generate these heavenly things.

After the monks of the various factions in Cold Iceland confirmed that the main vein of the spirit ore at the bottom of the iceberg cliff was a large spirit ore vein, plus the medium-sized spirit vein discovered before, Xuan Sen Zhenren and other monks of various factions had already realized that there would be no shortage of heaven and earth spirit objects and strange things that accompanied the appearance this time.

However, what Xuan Sen Zhenren and other late-stage monks of various factions did not expect was that the monks of each faction who surveyed the ore veins could easily find three heaven and earth spirit objects and three heaven and earth strange things in the ore veins in just three or four days.

Because the various factions have not yet made a compromise on the distribution of these heavenly things, these heavenly things have been placed by each faction in a formation jointly arranged by the formation mages of each faction, waiting for the ancestors of each faction to discuss the ownership of these treasures.

Although this formation is stable, but more importantly, once one of the parties intends to get involved in these heavenly things, then the formation mages of the other factions will be able to detect it immediately, so that although all factions are jealous of these treasures, they are all afraid of being besieged by various factions.

However, just today, among the three monks guarding these treasures, the monks of the Sea Flame Sect and the Canglang Sect fell quietly, and then the formation of guarding the treasures was touched, and the monks of all factions rushed one after another, and all the accusations were aimed at the only True Spirit Sect monk Xuanxing Zhenren who was alive and didn't know what happened.

The True Spirit Sect naturally argued on the basis of reason, but under the excitement of the crowd, coupled with the malicious provocation of the Xuan Ling Sect, the Hookah Pavilion and the Sea Flame Gate joined forces with the Xuan Ling Sect to besiege the True Spirit Sect.

However, Xuan Sen Zhenren and other monks in the late stage of Forging Dan have also sensed that something is wrong, at least Xuan Xing Zhenren's cultivation is there, and he alone obviously can't kill the two monks of the same level of the Sea Flame Sect and Canglang Sect so quietly, therefore, the monks of the late stage of Forging Dan of each faction did not participate in the melee, but hung in the air to confront each other.

However, at this moment, Lu Ping, who was returning urgently, saw that the monks of his own sect were actually besieged and fell into the disadvantage, but he didn't think about it and slashed a sword, this sword was split out because Lu Ping was in a hurry to shoot with all his might, and the power was so great that many monks present changed color, lest they avoid it, and they didn't want to avoid it, but they exposed the large array at the bottom of the iceberg cliff to protect the treasures.

Lu Ping's swordsmanship is so powerful, although this large array is solidly arranged, it was still broken by Lu Ping's sword, and when everyone realized that it was not good, the three heaven and earth spirit objects and the three heaven and earth strange objects were stimulated by the destruction of the big array, but they flew in different directions.

The ten late-stage cultivators who were confronting each other in the sky immediately chased towards the six treasures, and in the face of the treasures that were close at hand, the ten real people who had confronted each other before snatched them one after another.

Xuan Sen Zhenren was still calm, and at the moment when the treasure broke out, he hurriedly ordered the late-stage monks of the three sects of Canghai and Jade Sword Chongming behind him to work in groups of two to snatch a treasure each, so that although the six treasures could only be captured by two, with the two late-stage forging pill monks joining forces, the others could not snatch it for a while, and they could only watch the True Spirit Sect seize the two treasures first.

The Xuanling Sect and the six late-stage monks of the Hookah Pavilion and the Sea Flame Sect snatched the remaining four treasures, and Lu Xuheng also wanted to snatch the two treasures first and then snatch the remaining treasures like Xuansen Zhenren at first.

But before he could speak, the late stage monk of the Linggu Sect Forging Pill behind him was the first to take the lead, and snatched one of the treasures with the monk of the Hookah Pavilion, Lu Xuheng was furious in his heart, but he was helpless, so he had to join the ranks of competing for treasures.

The monk of the later stage of the Hookah Pavilion's forging pill is the magic of the ice attribute of the real person, and in this cold Iceland is like a fish in water, when the treasure flies out, one of the flying directions is facing the water Wuhuan real person, and the real person takes down this treasure first with his fast "Ice Trick", and before he has time to check what the treasure in his hand is, he flies towards another treasure.

At this moment, the Linggu Sect's Forging Pill Late-Stage Cultivator had also chased after her, Shui Wuhuan Zhenren smiled contemptuously, in this cold Iceland, she was confident that she would defeat any cultivator of the same rank.

Sure enough, the monk of the Linggu faction was forced to take shape by a small magic spell of Shui Wuhuan Zhenren, and the masters competed with each other, and it was this kung fu that Shui Wuhuan Zhenren left far behind.

Just as Shui Wuhuan Zhenren turned around and was about to harvest his second treasure, he saw that a golden long sword had stepped over the flying treasure light in front of her and slashed towards her.

Lu Ping didn't expect that Fang Cai's sword would cause a bigger mess, and for a while, the monks of the various factions at the bottom of the cliff stopped one after another, but the ten monks of the various factions of the late stage of the forging pill fought together for the treasures in the sky.

In fact, Lu Ping's luck was not bad, six treasures flew out, and one of them flew in the direction where he was.

Lu Ping naturally wanted to take this treasure into his pocket, but at this moment, a female cultivator dressed in a hookah pavilion costume also chased after this treasure, and she was about to take the treasure in her hand.

Lu Ping could see clearly that this was a monk in the late stage of the Forging Dan, and he had just forced a monk of the same level of the Linggu Sect to retreat with just one move, but at this time, Lu Ping did not want the treasure that was close at hand to be taken away like this, and it was not impossible for Lu Ping to snatch this treasure, the key was that after he grabbed it, he would have to face the pursuit of a monk in the late stage of the Forging Dan, Lu Ping didn't know if he had the strength to fight against the monk of the late stage of the Forging Dan, not to mention that from the means of this Jurchen who had just forced back the monk of the same level of the Linggu Sect with just one move, it was obvious that his cultivation was very unusual。

Between the lightning and the fire, countless thoughts flashed in Lu Ping's mind, and the golden scale sword in his hand had already passed over the flying treasure, and stabbed towards the hookah pavilion female cultivator behind with a sword, and the first strike was strong!

Shui Wuhuan Zhenren never thought that this True Spirit Sect monk in the middle stage of the forging pill in front of him would actually dare to make a move on her, Shui Wuhuan Zhenren stretched out his hand and shook it, and something like a veil and mist went towards the layers of golden scale swords that flew towards her.

Lu Ping felt that the golden scale sword at this time seemed to fall into a thick layer of endless silk, although the golden scale sword was cut layer after layer, but these tough silk were rewrapped at a faster speed, every time the golden scale sword pierced a layer of veil fog, the speed of progress would be slowed down, and the power would naturally be weakened, Lu Ping's heart was cold, if it went on like this, wouldn't the golden scale sword be taken away by the person in front of him? The monk in the late stage of forging the pill was really powerful, just with a casual blow, it had such power!

However, at this time, Shui Wuhuan Zhenren was even more surprised than Lu Ping, she didn't expect that the monk of the True Spirit Sect in front of her actually had such a strong swordsmanship, this hookah yarn was a psychic magic weapon carefully refined by Shui Wuhuan Zhenren, the most offensive and defensive, good at snatching people's magic weapon, unexpectedly, the True Spirit Sect monk in front of her stabbed with a sword, the power was so great, and the hookah and sand faintly had a feeling that they couldn't resist.

How is this possible? If this hookah is not pierced, then it can continuously weaken the magic weapon that comes from the attack, and if it is pierced, this treasure that has reached the level of a psychic magic weapon will also mean that it will be scrapped.

Shui Wuhuan Zhenren was finally stopped by Lu Ping's sword, and opened his mouth to protrude a mouthful of white mist in the direction of the hookah, and the hookah yarn that was swaying and flying around the golden scale sword was suddenly draped in a faint layer of white mist.

Lu Ping took advantage of the moment when Shui Wuhuan's real person was blocked by the Golden Scale Sword, and grabbed the oncoming treasure light in his hand, only then did he feel a feeling that the true yuan was frozen from the Golden Scale Sword, and when he looked up, the hookah veil wrapped around the Golden Scale Sword was covered with a thin layer of white cold smoke, and the cold and cold air of the forest was emitted from the white cold smoke, not only to freeze the true yuan of the Golden Scale Sword, but also to freeze the divine thoughts connected to Lu Ping and the Golden Scale Sword.

Lu Ping's expression changed slightly, and he stretched out his finger in the air very abruptly, Shui Wuhuan real person was shocked "Huh", his figure flashed away, and a faint blue sword light stabbed into the air where she was standing before, and Lu Ping took the opportunity to make the golden scale sword try his best to break free from the hookah.

In the air more than ten zhang away from Lu Ping, Shui Wuhuan Zhenren reappeared, looked at Lu Ping and said, "You are Lu Xuanping of the True Spirit Sect?"

Lu Ping didn't answer, and when the water sword stabbed, he stretched out his hand and pressed it in the air, and the soft-looking hookah yarn suddenly burst into violent turmoil, as if something was about to break out of his body.

Shui Wuhuan Zhenren's face changed, and when he was about to make a move to block it, it was too late, although the golden scale sword did not pierce the hookah veil, but with the support of Lu Pingxiong Hun Zhenyuan, it broke free from it.

Lu Ping secretly said that it was dangerous, the monks in the late stage of the Forging Pill were a huge gap compared to the middle stage of the Forging Dan, if they were replaced by other monks, this Psychic Flying Sword magic weapon in Lu Ping's hand would have to be collected by Shui Wuhuan Zhenren.

Lu Ping had just withdrawn the Golden Scale Sword, and the Shui Wuhuan real person had already attacked again, and Lu Ping actually saw a hint of excitement from the face of this Jurchen.

At this time, Lu Ping did not know that his current fame in Beihai was so great that he was considered to be the most outstanding monk of the younger generation of the True Spirit Sect, and the disciple of the True Spirit Sect who was most likely to achieve the Fa Phase Stage in the future.

In the eyes of the monks of the other sects, Lu Ping has become a potential threat factor that may endanger the status of the other sects in the future, and he is bound to be the primary target for the next time.

After confirming that the person in front of him was Lu Ping, Shui Wuhuan Zhenren had already made up his mind to eliminate the potential threat of the True Spirit Sect, the future Dharma Ancestor of the True Spirit Sect.

Lu Ping had already realized in the short battle with Shui Wuhuan Zhenren that with his current strength, he was not enough to compete with these veteran late-stage forging monks of various factions, so after getting the treasure in his hands, he flew towards the area where the monks of the True Spirit Sect were located.