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As soon as Xuan Yan Zhenren came in, indiscriminately, a spear was a random fight, but he didn't expect Lu Ping to be impressed by this kind of fighting method, and then it was also a random fight.

Xuanyou Zhenren is just that, he is also a master of the sixth layer of the Forging Dan, in addition to defending against the attacks of the Xuanyu Zhenren and Lu Ping, he can occasionally fight back; Xuanyou Zhenren can not say anything, although his cultivation has also reached the fourth layer of the Forging Dan, the level of the heaven and earth spirit items that can be smelted is not high, and the strength is much worse than the three of them, otherwise although Lu Qin'er has the inheritance of Huoluan, under the sneak attack of Xuanyou Zhenren, it will not be impossible to kill a demon cultivator of the first layer of Forging Dan, therefore, the four of them are fighting together, but Xuanyou Zhenren is defending all the way, and he can't hand it out with an attack。

Xuan Yan Zhenren had just made a few moves with Lu Ping, and was repelled by Lu Ping's mysterious swordsmanship, when he heard another long howl, before the person arrived, a thunderbolt had already fallen towards Lu Ping, only to hear the person who came to say: "Even if it is a chaotic battle, Xuan Lei is coming!"

Lu Ping did not dodge the falling thunder light, and five light curtains appeared in front of him, and the thunder light was completely consumed before it could penetrate the three light curtains.

A silver figure fell into the battlefield like lightning, Lu Ping flicked his hand, and a Gengjin Yin Thunder fell towards the comer, Lu Ping laughed loudly: "Come and don't be rude, this senior brother also takes my move." ”

Lu Ping's golden scale sword turned into a sword light in the sky, and continued to encircle Xuan Yan Zhenren, Xuan Xiang Zhenren and Xuan You Zhenren in it to exert pressure, just after Xuan Lei Zhenren used the thunder small magic power to just take Lu Ping's Gengjin Yin Thunder, the "Storm Crashing Shore Sword Technique" in the golden scale sword body with a strange wave sound also circled him into the sword light.

The five of them fought with each other, and Lu Ping still occupied the absolute wind.

However, this seems to be just the beginning, just after Xuan Lei Zhenren fell into the battle group, a huge boat was inserted into the battle group with the momentum of riding the wind and waves, and crashed towards everyone brutally.

A loud laugh came out of the giant boat, and said, "Xuanzhou is here, let everyone let go!"

Greeting Xuanzhou's real person was Lu Ping's huge swordsmanship torrent small magical power, and the monstrous sword waves seemed to overturn everything floating in the sword sea.

Xuanzhou real people exclaimed, the people had already drilled out of the giant boat, and then the giant boat was destroyed by the golden scale sword, Xuanzhou real people were in terrible pain, put away the tattered giant boat, and yelled "I fought with you", after speaking, he summoned a black iron puppet and a bronze puppet, and then jumped into the battle group again and attacked everyone around him.

"Under the Xuanxing, look at my fire meteor!"

A middle-aged monk strode over, one hand kept towards the sky, and when everyone approached, the hand of the void was downward, and a cloud of fire that had gathered at some point suddenly fell one after another, covering everyone's in the rain of fire.

However, before this fire cloud could be launched for a long time, a dark cloud had already overtaken it at some point, and Lu Ping's golden scale sword slashed out, and a series of strange swordsmanship from the inheritance land smashed the bronze puppet of Xuanzhou Zhenren into sparks, and then pinched out a magic trick with one hand, and shouted: "Descend!"

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and then a needle-like rain fell from the dark clouds of the fire clouds, pouring the fire clouds completely in an instant.

"Walk the clouds and spread the rain!"

After Lu Ping smelted the Xuanyuan Heavy Water Advanced Forging Pill in the middle stage, every spell of the Twelve Righteous Methods of the North Sea was cast in Lu Ping's hands, and its power was not under the small supernatural powers.

The people in the melee have reached the seven monks in the middle stage of the forging pill, but Lu Ping still occupies an absolute advantage in it, attacking everyone all the way, the circle of a golden scale sword is getting bigger and bigger, and at the same time, there are various spell attacks, which makes people overwhelmed.

However, everyone's spells attacking Lu Ping were blocked by a thick protective light curtain.

The talisman little magic power "Water Curtain Zhengang", Lu Ping has condensed five kinds of water attribute heaven and earth strange things, plus Lu Ping's condensed heaven and earth strange things every time are full of weight, these five layers of water curtain Gang Qi are distributed in front of him, and its defense power is almost catching up with a psychic-level defensive magic weapon.

"Is this still a goddamn talisman power?"

Xuan Lei Zhenren's angry scolding made everyone who shot at Lu Ping feel the same way, and the melee seemed to be chaotic, but every monk followed a certain law, that is, everyone attacked or collected, and did not sacrifice a defensive magic weapon.

In this way, Lu Ping's protective qi seems to have a big advantage, but in fact, because Lu Ping is the strongest in this melee, although everyone is attacking each other, but whenever Lu Ping makes a move, because his attack is too strong, everyone has to work together to resist, and in turn, if everyone wants to pose a threat to Lu Ping, they have to attack two or three people together, so that Lu Ping can be afraid.

This battle seemed to be more and more of a source of interest among the mid-stage cultivators of the Heavenly Spirit Mountain.

"Haha, I'm here!"

Xuan Zhen Zhen shouted: "Uncle Shi, the skills of our younger generation, what are you doing with the old man?"

Xuanchen Zhenren's eyes widened, and he scolded: "Little rabbit cub, what kind of nonsense, let's talk about it after fighting." ”

As soon as Xuan Chen's voice fell, a sunflower water thunder fell silently towards him.

Xuanchen Zhenren scolded: "Which rabbit cub raids!"

The rolling yellow dust swept in, although it did not block everyone's sight, but the people in the big battle suddenly found that their bodies suddenly stagnated, and they seemed to be affected by these yellow dusts and became less flexible.

Xuan Chen's smug laughter came out: "Rabbit cubs, how powerful is the old man's 'dust settle' little magic power?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a wave in the yellow dust suddenly surge, rushing straight in one direction, and a clean passage suddenly appeared around the yellow dust.

Xuanchen Zhenren said angrily: "Who is it, who broke my old man's spell?"

"Uncle Xuanchen, you are still this stinky temper who only takes advantage and doesn't suffer losses!"

When Lu Ping looked at it, it turned out to be the Xuansheng real person under the sect of the Ancestor Jiang Tianlin, who also followed in.

Whenever someone joined the battle group before, Lu Ping was the first to greet him, but Xuan Sheng's real person has always had a good impression on Lu Ping, not to mention that Chonghua and Xiaoyao have always considered themselves a family, and Lu Ping has no reason to make a move to his senior brother.

There were more and more people joining the battle group, Lu Ping had always maintained a strong position before, and now he had to restrain himself, and in the end, the eighteen monks in the middle of the Forging Dan were fighting separately and attacking anyone except himself.

The scale of this battle is also getting bigger and bigger, but Lu Ping was surprised to find that everyone's battle did not cause damage to the surrounding environment.

Lu Ping's heart moved, and his mind probed carefully around, but he found that at some point, an invisible cover had formed around everyone, and everyone seemed to be fighting here, but in fact, they were already in a space isolated from the surrounding environment.

This is definitely the handiwork of the Faxiang Ancestor, and there are already Faxiang Ancestors who have noticed their war.

However, this is also inevitable, the eighteen mid-stage forging pill cultivators are fighting at the gate of the inheritance land of Tianling Mountain, and it is strange that the Dharma Ancestor does not take it seriously.

There were more and more monks watching the battle around, and Lu Ping could sense that the surrounding divine thought network was getting denser and denser, and there were even many divine thoughts that were full of divine thoughts, and they were obviously the late-stage cultivators of Tianling Mountain.

Guo Xuanshan Zhenren is now presiding over the daily affairs of the True Spirit Sect, and everyone is fighting here, which naturally has already alarmed him, but after Guo Xuanshan Zhenren showed his face here, he left without looking back.

Joke, the eighteen of the best mid-stage cultivators of the sect were fighting, although he Guo Xuanshan had condensed the seven-grade golden pill, and in the eyes of others, he was already a quasi-Dharma phase stage monk, but he was not sure that he would be able to separate them, and if more than a dozen people joined forces and they would be injured by them, it would be a real shame at that time.

To say that in this scuffle, the most eye-catching is undoubtedly the Chonghua lineage, the ninth disciple of the Heavenly Spirit Ancestor "Water Sword Immortal" Lu Xuanping.

The eighteen mid-stage monks of the melee can also be divided into high and low, and the truly powerful monks can generally stand in the center of the battle group, and when they attack the monks around them, they can also resist the counterattacks of the surrounding monks.

Although the monks standing in the center of the war group can prove their strength, in the face of the siege of many monks, the consumption of the true yuan is also immeasurable, so the monks who can occupy the center of the war group are often difficult to last, and they will withdraw from the center of the war group under the siege of everyone, so that a rotation is formed, and the higher the strength, the longer the time will naturally last.

However, there was one exception among the eighteen monks, who had been present since the beginning of the battle, and even when seven or eight real people were gathered to fight, this person had always maintained an absolute suppressive advantage, even if as more and more monks joined the melee, this person could no longer maintain absolute suppression, but he was still like a rock, always standing in the center of the battle group, and the monks standing in the center with him had already changed one after another.

This person is Lu Ping, with the rich true yuan brought by Xuanyuan Heavy Water and the rotation of several small supernatural level swordsmanship and spells, Lu Ping has always occupied the center of the battle group, and has always been in a situation of being outnumbered.

And Lu Ping's long-term strength also aroused the competitiveness of many monks, although everyone was fighting with each other, but because of Lu Ping's strength, many monks often attacked Lu Ping, hoping to drive him out of the center of the battle group, but unfortunately they all failed.

Gradually, when the chaotic monk looked at Lu Ping's gaze again, there may be fighting intent in his eyes, maybe there is provocation, maybe there are different emotions such as unwillingness, but there is one thing in common, that is, respect for the strong.

This chaotic battle in the back mountain of Tianling Mountain is destined to be talked about by the monks of the True Spirit Sect, and even passed on.