Collapse! Collapse!

The water net laid by Lu Ping was broken several times one after another under the impact of the white mist, and seeing that the water net was about to collapse, Lu Ping made a move towards the broken water belt, and a strange Jiao with vivid aura shook its head and tail and appeared above the white mist.

The strange Jiao circled, roared towards the things in the white mist below, and plunged into it, the white mist suddenly tumbled and rolled, but Lu Ping didn't know what was happening, and the divine thoughts were isolated when they encountered the white mist, and they could only sense it when they cast the Frog Jiao's trick to make trouble.

What the hell is in here?

Lu Ping's subordinates didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, just seeing that the other party broke half of Lu Ping's water control trick so easily, Lu Ping knew that the opponent's strength was even above the Faxiang cultivators like Qinxue Ancestor who fell into Lu Ping's hands.

The white mist churned, Lu Ping's eyes drifted away, and the movements of his hands suddenly stagnated, and a golden scale flashed in front of Lu Ping's eyes, and then it was drowned by the churning mist, as if something hidden in the white mist accidentally exposed the horse's feet in the process of trembling with the frog summoned by Lu Ping.

Lu Ping immediately lit the double flying sword, and the Qiushui Yiren sword flew on both sides of Lu Ping, and the tip of the sword pointed in the direction of the rolling white mist.

At this time, Lu Ping had already sensed that the frog he had put into the white mist had fallen behind in the battle with what was hidden in it.

Lu Ping flicked his fingers, and a stream of flowing water stretched forward, and then turned into a slender long sword, the long flow sword flew high, and on the opposite side of the double flying sword, the tip of the sword also pointed at the white mist.

The long groan that came from the white mist revealed the excitement of death, Lu Ping could detect that the frog Jiao had reached the end of the strong crossbow at this time, and the existence that was hidden in the white mist was already full of injuries, if it weren't for the spell that Lu Ping summoned with his magical powers, this kind of injury would have been not far from death.

Lu Ping pointed to the void on the other side, where the air seemed to flicker with a hint of blue, but when he looked closely, there was nothing.

The four flying swords were hung around the stone mansion, and the tip of the sword pointed to the white mist, at this time, there was a sudden sound of disintegration in the white mist, and a piece of rain sprinkled out of the white mist, falling towards the stone mansion under the entrance of the cave.

Lu Ping pinched the magic trick with both hands, and then his hands suddenly closed, and he shouted: "Wow!"

The four flying swords hanging around the white mist shone brightly, and countless sword shadows peeled off from the four flying swords, or a moment of effort, the entire Shifu was filled with the sword shadows of the flying swords, leaving only a space where the white mist was located, and all the sword shadows pointed the tips of the swords at the white mist, and the cold aura of Sensen's sword light gradually rose in the Shifu, and it would be transformed into a killing machine at any time.

The existence hidden in the white mist also seemed to be aware of the incomparable killing intent displayed by Lu Ping's four flying swords, and the white mist, which was originally tumbling like boiling water, seemed to be calming down at this time, as if he was thinking or hesitating about something.

At this time, Lu Ping suddenly felt a sinking on his shoulders, Linglong was already sitting on it, looking at the white mist in the distance, Linglong reached out to his mouth and opened his mouth to spit out a blood-red jewel, handed it to Lu Ping, and said, "Oh, this is what was left over from the refining of that strange lizard just now!"

The gem was only a little bigger than a fingernail, but Lu Ping could tell at a glance that this blood-red gem was the same material as the bloodstone that Lu Ping had obtained from the Fallen Secret Land.

Lu Ping was slightly happy in his heart, and was about to reach out to take the gem, but suddenly heard an angry roar from the white mist, and the white mist, which was originally confronting Lu Ping's sword array, suddenly pounced towards Lu Ping, and the white mist that had been rolled up before suddenly pulled into a regular cloud.

A golden claw suddenly fell deep from the white mist, and grabbed the blood sè gem in Lu Ping's hand, and Lu Ping also guessed from the scale and half claws exposed in the white mist's shock process that the existence in the white mist seemed to have a snake-like body.

Is it because of this bloodstone?

A thought flashed in Lu Ping's heart, and he shouted: "It's a good time!"

With a single trick, he drank in his mouth: "Gather!"

The four flying swords unite from four directions, forming a huge sword network, and countless sword shadows shuttle back and forth in it, like a huge meat grinder, no matter how strong you are, under this kind of sword formation, you will also be exhausted to deal with the ubiquitous attacks, and in the end, the true yuan is exhausted and there is only one way to fall.

Lu Ping is the most familiar with the sword technique so far, and the jīng is the longest, and the most powerful but far from reaching the highest level of swordsmanship!

Even if Lu Ping has gone through several coincidences, the Great Jiangdong Sword Technique itself already has the potential to rise to the supreme sword skill, but Lu Ping can still feel that the depth of the Hai Na Baichuan Sword Technique is far from being comparable to the Da Jiangdong Sword Technique, even if it is the highest swordsmanship magic power inherited by the Yingtian Sect for a long time, the boiling Yingtian Sword Technique, after achieving the supreme supernatural power, it may not be as good as the Hai Na Baichuan Sword Technique.

In Lu Ping's opinion, there are only five words that can be summed up when this sword trick is practiced to the extreme, that is, "one sword breaks ten thousand laws"!

At the beginning, in order to pursue the power of swordsmanship, although he prematurely practiced the swordsmanship to the level of great supernatural powers, but after all, it was a detour, and the power of this set of swordsmanship supernatural powers from the early stage of forging pills to the later stage of forging pills has not been improved much in Lu Ping's hands, but it has only increased with the enhancement of Lu Ping's cultivation.

It wasn't until Lu Ping helped the Heavenly Elephant Ancestor survive the second calamity that Lu Ping realized that there was a problem with his swordsmanship cultivation, and it took him decades to know that it was now possible to gradually correct the mistakes made in the sword technique.

Lu Ping's cultivation had just been promoted, and when he wanted to find an opponent to verify his strength, he saw that the existence in the white mist could so easily break Lu Ping's great magic spell water control technique, so he naturally became interested in fighting a big battle.

The existence in the white mist also seemed to be able to perceive the power of Lu Ping's swordsmanship, the slender cloud stripes swayed their tails, and the mysterious power spread out in all directions, pushing aside all the sword shadows shuttling around, and they were stunned to resist Lu Ping's swordsmanship.

Where is it so easy!

Lu Ping clasped his hands and shouted in a deep voice: "Turn!"

The sword shadows that were originally shuttling in all directions didn't know when they had been arranged into a strange shape, and with Lu Ping's shout, countless sword shadows seemed to have been trained like an army commanded by the arm, and began to rotate slowly in a neat formation centered on the white mist.

With the rotation of the sword shadow, the huge sword array began to shrink gradually, and countless sword shadows launched attacks towards the existence in the white mist, but they all retreated with one blow, making the white mist tired but never able to get rid of the strangulation of the sword array, and there were bursts of angry roars from the white mist, but they were always helpless against Lu Ping.

Lu Ping's face also became more and more solemn, and he could feel that his swordsmanship could cause great pain to the existence in the white mist, but Lu Ping could never tell whether he had caused damage to it from the surface of the white mist.

"You suppress its spirit, and then I'll weaken him!"

Linglong, who was sitting on Lu Ping's shoulder, suddenly spoke.

Lu Ping was stunned and said, "You, didn't you say that this thing has become a spirit, and it is difficult to weaken it with spiritual powers?"

Linglong had an expression that really couldn't communicate with you, and said, "Can't this girl make a mistake in judgment?"

Lu Ping had a speechless expression, but he heard it exquisitely in his ears: "Although this thing has become a spirit, it is the same as the previous four spiritual energy giant beasts, and it was born through supernatural spells at the beginning, not a natural growth, so this spiritual power is if it is possible, just because the original supernatural means of using supernatural powers to give birth to these spiritual veins are against the sky, which makes this thing able to control such a powerful supernatural spell in such a lowly spiritual situation, which is really incredible!"

Lu Ping had already made some absurd inferences about the existence in the white mist, but he didn't say anything, but according to what Linglong said, a golden cloud was condensed in the sky, and then the golden raindrops fell into the white mist.

The clouds spread the rain trick, and the medium that Lu Ping used to cast this magical power was ten thousand poisonous pulp!

Just as the existence in the white mist before, because of Lu Ping's elevation, the long groan emitted by the Baichuan Sword Technique contained infinite anger, but this time, when Jin Sè's raindrops fell into it, there was a roar of fear.

Linglong sat on Lu Ping's shoulders and swayed her feet proudly: "Look, I said yes! It's just that your ten thousand poisonous slurry doesn't seem to be used quite right!"

The best way to extinguish the soul is naturally to attack with divine thoughts!

Taking advantage of the fact that the existence in the white mist was beaten by Lu Ping's Xingyun Buyu Jue, Lu Ping advanced to the ninth layer of the Forging Dan, and even strengthened the horizontal divine thought to squeeze towards the white mist with the momentum of Mount Tai's overwhelming momentum, breaking the isolation effect of the white mist on the divine thought in one fell swoop.

There was a sudden desperate roar in the white mist, and Lu Ping's face suddenly changed.

Linglong, who was already ready to go, saw that Lu Ping's face had changed greatly, and he didn't care about asking the reason, he hugged his hands one by one, and the huge wine tripod was suddenly held in his arms, and then the mouth of the wine tripod was aimed downward in the direction where the white mist was, and the spiritual power was immediately activated.

The existence in the white mist struggled sharply, but it was the huge vortex formed by countless sword shadows that was firmly bound in place and could not move, and the existence in the white mist seemed to become more and more fragile after Lu Ping's divine thoughts invaded it, and under the light of the Linglong Spiritual Power, he had to let out a more and more desperate and faint roar.

The overall situation has been decided, Lu Ping breathed a long sigh of relief, and his previously changed face still had a trace of inexplicable sè.

"Why, what do you see? What is that thing, it's so secretive that you can't figure out the reality. ”

"It's nothing, maybe the great supernatural who created this existence in the first place didn't know its image very well, or only knew a scale and half a claw and then imagined it out of thin air. ”

"What do you mean, I don't know what you mean, your divine thoughts have invaded the white mist, what is inside?"

Lu Ping turned to Linglong Zheng with a curious face and said, "You still don't want to know!"