"Is it Brother Ai Shutao inside?" a voice came from outside the woods.

The short monk's face was happy, and he raised his voice: "It's the little brother, but it's Brother Lu outside?"

A sound of footsteps slowly came from outside the woods, and a red-faced man appeared on Peng Changqing's side, forming a front and back attack with Ai Shutao.

Ai Shutao saw that it was not the person he imagined, his face was a little stunned for a while, Peng Changqing saw it in his eyes, and suddenly shot a fire towards Ai Shutao.

The red-faced monk shouted, "Be careful!" A cyan sword light had already cut into Peng Changqing's flame shroud.

Ai Shutao reacted when the red-faced monk shouted, but in a hurry, he only had time to sacrifice a small bell in the air, and the fire hit the bell and exploded, and the bell was directly blown away, Ai Shutao was pushed backwards by a scorching force, and smashed two large trees several feet thick in a row, until the talisman collapsed, and then stopped.

The red-faced monk's sword light slashed into the flame cover, but was blocked by a magic weapon, but Peng Changqing himself was repelled several feet by the red-faced monk's sword.

The flame cover was extinguished, revealing Peng Changqing with a surprised face, and at this time, the four flames around Peng Changqing's body were each enveloped in a lantern, and dozens of gaps were densely cut on a yellow lantern in front of Peng Changqing.

The red-faced monk's divine sense swept away, and he looked at Lu Ping with a solemn face: "Eighty-one cracks, Your Excellency's cultivation of the seventh layer of hemolysis has actually comprehended 'practicing swords into multiplicity' and reached the realm of sword intent!"

The red-faced monk didn't expect that the sword technique of the Sword Realm was so powerful, and with a single blow, he could actually beat a top-level defensive magic weapon that was completely comparable to the Qinghan Sword to a thousand holes.

Looking at the sword marks on the surface of the lantern, the red-faced monk secretly said that it was a pity, after all, he had just mastered the realm of sword intent, if the sword light spilled by his own sword far exceeded the eighty-one swords, he could split this top-level magic weapon into smithereens, if the swordsmanship of his own sword realm went further, and achieved 'unity of sword practice', a sword would go down, not only would the lantern disintegrate, but the fire inside would also be extinguished.

The red-faced monk ignored Peng Changqing's words, but looked at Ai Shutao, who was knocked away, and asked, "Brother Ai, how are you?"

Ai Shutao lay on the ground, groaned, slowly got up, and said, "It's okay, it's still a fight!"

The six magic weapons had already flown up when Ai Shutao's words just fell, and in mid-air, the six magic weapons combined with each other to form a huge trident, and the power was no longer under the top-level magic weapons, and they were piercing towards Peng Changqing.

Peng Changqing's four lanterns floated around him, and the fire inside jumped, blocking the trident outside, just when Peng Changqing drew out the four flames and turned into four fire snakes, he saw the red-faced monk sacrifice a crystal bowl, and the four water columns turned into four ospreys in mid-air, grabbing towards the fire snake.

Peng Changqing knew that Ai Shutao had joined forces with the red-faced monk, and he had lost the opportunity to kill Ai Shutao, especially the red-faced monk, which gave him a feeling that he had not done his best.

This red-faced monk only has the cultivation of the seventh layer of hemolysis, and the aura around his body still fluctuates, obviously he has just completed a breakthrough with the rich aura in the Seven Star Heaven, but he has completely mastered the "artistic conception".

Peng Changqing and the two of them have been Ai Shutao's main attack, while the red-faced monk is changing various attack methods to assist on the side, whenever he wants to gain the upper hand, the red-faced monk will appear with a "just right" attack to suppress himself again.

Peng Changqing suddenly realized that this red-faced monk was actually using himself as a target to hone his swordsmanship and spells.

Peng Changqing, who figured it out, was even more afraid of the red-faced monk, and after the four lanterns came out together, blocking the attack of the two, the fire in the lantern suddenly spilled a rain of fire, covering Peng Changqing in a radius of dozens of zhang.

The red-faced monk shouted, "He's going to escape!"

After that, the combination of the blue talisman qi and the water curtain in the crystal bowl made the fire rain splash only a cloud of green smoke when it smashed into the water curtain, and at the same time, the cyan sword light stabbed in the direction of Peng Changqing's escape, and the eighty-one sword lights contained the will that the red-faced monk comprehended in the "artistic conception", like a white wave that surged out of thin air, chasing towards Peng Changqing.

A cloud of white mist rose in Ai Shutao's hand, and it also rolled towards the fleeing Peng Changqing, Lu Ping looked at the jade talisman held in Ai Shutao's hand, this guy actually used a talisman treasure!

Peng Changqing used all four lanterns to block behind him, Lu Ping's sword light hit it again, and the lanterns that had been heavily damaged by Lu Ping before finally couldn't resist the "Thousand Piles of Snow Sword Technique" and turned into a pile of fragments.

Immediately after that, the white mist blew on the exposed fire, directly extinguishing the fire completely. The remaining mist blew on the other three lanterns, causing a layer of crystal frost to condense on the outside of the lanterns!, and the fire in the lanterns also flickered, looking dying.

Peng Changqing's natal fire was extinguished, and the other three were also hit hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he didn't dare to stay and disappeared into the woods.

The red-faced monk saw Peng Changqing fleeing, and while touching a mask from his face, he said: "This Peng Changqing is really powerful, we join forces, and we can't keep him." ”

Ai Shutao saw that the person who took off the mask was really Lu Ping, his face was overjoyed, and he said: "That Peng Changqing is one of the 'Eighteen Generals of the North Sea' who is as famous as my eldest brother, and he naturally has a lot of means, and it is not easy for our brothers to join forces today to make him seriously injured and retreat." ”

Lu Ping was noncommittal, and asked instead: "Why did Brother Ai also come to the Seven Star Heavens? I haven't seen him for a few years, and my brother's cultivation has reached the eighth layer of hemolysis, which is really powerful!"

Ai Shutao heard Lu Ping's praise, and said proudly: "Of course, I am the genius of the family! This time I secretly followed the eldest brother out, just to see the demon clan in the sea area." Then he seemed to think of something again, and said sullenly: "Brother Lu is still so powerful, just now Peng Changqing escaped, mainly because the eldest brother suppressed him and had no power to fight back, but I didn't expect the eldest brother to have comprehended the 'artistic conception'!"

Lu Ping smiled: "It's just a fluke, by the way, I heard you say that your eldest brother is also one of the 'Eighteen Generals of the North Sea', so your eldest brother should be Ai Botao of Xiling Island?"

Seeing Ai Shutao nodding, with a proud face and a proud expression, Lu Ping asked: "Why did you get up with Peng Changqing, this guy is quite valued in the Sea Flame Gate, and I am afraid it will be unfavorable to you in the future!"

Ai Shutao told what happened to the Amethyst Hive, and excitedly wanted to give half of a large bottle of Amethyst Royal Jelly to Lu Ping, not paying attention to the possible revenge of Haiyanmen in the future.

Amethyst royal jelly is widely used for monks, and taking it with spiritual spring water can increase the monk's cultivation and spiritual power recovery speed, and can also heal injuries, of course, this is the most wasteful way to take it.

As an alchemist, Lu Ping knew that the effect of amethyst royal jelly was comparable to that of the main medicine of the thousand-year-old spirit grass, and it was used to refine a variety of pills in the hemolysis and forging stages, which had an effect on improving the effectiveness of the pill and increasing the rate of becoming a pill, which could be called the alchemist's panacea.

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