Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit - 1039. Chapter 1039

“Chu Ye has a poisonous skill, and it is not easy to seize her home. The physical body of an ordinary blacksmith monk is contaminated by his poisonous skill, and it will turn into pus. His deprivation, not to mention the fact that a monk of Faxiang can be seized so easily!”

“That’s not necessarily true. Chu Ye has a strange and unpredictable poisonous skill. If he really meets the early monks of the law, it may not necessarily be successful!”

“Didn’t the field have been cleared when the illusion array was laid down? Where did the Faxiang monks come from nearby?”

The ancestors were silent for a while, and the old man among them said: “Please come, fellow Daoist Yan Chongtian of the Huolun clan, the poisonous mist in the ruins can only be restrained by Daoist Yan’s natural supernatural powers and cleaned up extremely quickly. , Otherwise staying here is a hidden danger after all!”

“I’m not afraid that he will see anything, let the Yuwen’s come!”

“What kind of secret is this, he won’t know if he doesn’t come? As for the Yuwen family, although the strength is good, it is a little worse!”

Several old men disappeared one by one, leaving only a faint sigh:

“Beimeng, it’s going to disperse…”

What is called a disaster without delusion?

Just look at Lu Ping’s now iron-green face!

Just when Lu Ping discovered something wrong inside the phantom array barrier, when he ran outward, a black mist poisonous cloud had been shot with electricity, and a stubborn spirit of several points was like a giant hammer, smashing it fiercely. Above Lu Ping’s divine mind.

Lu Ping felt a “hum” in his head, his head suddenly leaned back, and suddenly he leaned against a wall, only vaguely feeling the “Huh” sound.

With just a few seconds of effort, Lu Ping had already woken up, his spiritual thoughts quickly condensed, and the faint feeling of dizziness was completely pushed out of his mind.

“not good!”

An exclamation suddenly sounded from Lu Ping’s mind.

“Who?”

Lu Ping’s expression changed, and his divine consciousness swept across the surroundings. There was no one. Lu Ping’s expression suddenly changed. His divine consciousness quickly condensed in the nucleus of his heart. When he descended on the face of the Fa, he found that his body had already been caught. Highly poisonous, if it weren’t for the resistance of his own body’s tyrannical body and the Ten Thousand Poison Meteorite Condensed in his body, I am afraid that the current Lu Ping would have already turned into a pool of blood.

After Lu Ping’s divine thought descended on the face of the dragon, he already felt cold sweat oozing out of his body’s back.

In the core space, among a cloud of jet-black Qingyun, a poisonous dragon with wings on its back is looking at the golden Faxiang Qingyun with a trace of horror. Only one scale and a half of claws can be seen in the golden cloud of Qingyun. Seeing the whole picture, at the same time, the light from the corner of his eyes looked at the magic treasures that hovered around the dragon with a hint of shock.

A moment ago, after the poisonous flood’s Faxiang exhausted his full strength to exert a mental impact, he took the opportunity to rush into Lu Ping’s core space to crush and devour his Faxiang, and then think of a way to take his body. make it their own.

Although this method takes great risks, in the heart of this poisonous flood, the so-called risk refers to the difficulties that he will encounter in the process of seizing the house. Fortunately, in the future, the cultivation base can only be restored to the current state at most. If you want to go further, you don’t need to think about it.

As for the instinctive resistance of the monks in front of him, he did not take it seriously. In his opinion, although Lu Ping had the cultivation base of the early stage of the Fa, but under the impact of his own peak cultivation of the later stage of the Fa, he could easily control Lu Ping. The resistance is destroyed.

However, in fact, the instinctive resistance encountered by the Poisonous Flood Dragon’s Faxiang from the beginning far exceeded his expectations and even endured.

First, his divine consciousness shock met strong resistance. Although Lu Ping only hurriedly challenged, Lu Ping was not defeated by this shock. His profound divine consciousness made Lu Ping wake up in the first place.

Just when the Poisonous Flood Dragon’s Faxiang discovered that Lu Ping’s physical aptitude was surprisingly good and secretly delighted in the process of invading Lu Ping’s core space, I felt that after entering the core space, I felt as if he was being watched by a noble god from the ancient times. Suddenly, the Poisonous Flood Dragon’s Faxiang actually produced an extremely absurd statement in his heart, as if he was very small! ?

Without waiting for the Poisonous Flood Physician to throw this idea behind him, his eyes were dazzled by the magical treasure Lingbao surrounding the faculty that gave him a strange feeling.

Perhaps this time the object of seizing the house is an extremely remarkable person!

Thinking of the cultivator’s physical aptitude that he had noticed when he invaded the core space of the heart, the poisonous flood could not help but think of it.

But then the magic treasure Lingbao surrounding the dragon’s law image suddenly moved, and it quickly proved that his idea was not wrong, but far from correct.

First, the Qibao Lei Hu jumped out first. This goods has been spiritually opened since it was promoted to the magic weapon for nourishing the soul.

“Seven Treasure Thunder Gourd!”

Amidst the exclamation of the poisonous flood magic phase, a colorful divine thunder spewed out from the gourd mouth, before the poisonous flood magic phase dodged, it struck him.

The black and ink Qingyun cou, who had been conceived with a single horn for many years, was almost split by the colorful divine thunder, and then a golden peng bird suddenly rushed out of Lu Ping’s golden Qingyun and swooped towards the poisonous dragon. He was slapped flying by the one-horned Faxiang, but he didn’t notice Lu Xiaoping riding on Pengniao’s back.

Lu Xiaoping leaped from Pengniao’s back, and the peach wood behind him suddenly pierced one of the wings of the poisonous dragonfly, and then when the poisonous dragonfly’s head shot a snakelike long tongue at him, he had to stand behind him. jump.

“Incarnate outside!”

The Poisonous Flood’s facial features are getting worse and worse: “Damn it! If the old man loses his body, can you hurt the old man with a small external incarnation?”

As soon as the voice of the Poisonous Floodgate’s Phenomenon fell, a wine cauldron also rushed out of Qingyun, but it stopped far in front of the Poisonous Floodgate. He stood up and threw towards the poisonous flood.

“Yulu Lingye!”

The poisonous dragon screamed strangely. His cultivation strength was in the word “poison.” Although various spiritual liquids and jade dews were not his special restraints, they still had a great negative effect on his supernatural powers. Influence.

“Damn damn!”

Although the Poisonous Flood Dragon has a very high level of cultivation, it has lost the support of the physical body. At this time, it is on other people’s territory. Although the master’s consciousness is temporarily stunned by him, he wants to occupy it. It is not easy, at least the dodge in the core space seems extremely reluctant.

Large swaths of spiritual fluid drenched on the black mist Qingyun of the Poisonous Flood Dragon, and white mist amid the “chichi” sound. The black mist and Qingyun continued to melt away, and the Poisonous Flood Dragon’s body became more and more obvious. .

The Poisonous Flood Dragon roared and shot an object from his mouth. This object was in the middle of the air, and it suddenly appeared in shape, but it was a huge pair of scissors.

The open scissors cut towards the Linglong wine cauldron, and the two sharp rays of light were like the two blades of the scissors, closing towards the Linglong wine cauldron.

This is actually a Lingbao, and it is a Lingbao of the Second Tribulation!

Linglong yelled in the cauldron, and the wine cauldron immediately revolved to escape to Qingyun. She was just an auxiliary One-Tribulation Spirit Treasure. How could she be the opponent of this Second Tribulation that specializes in killing Lingbao!

The Pengniao, who hovered above the unicorn’s head waiting for an opportunity, was also frightened when he saw the scissors, and fled towards Qingyun in a hurry. Although it is a defensive spirit treasure, it also has the ability to attack and defensively, but its own. The material is a sail, and the most feared are spirit treasures such as sharp-edged scissors.

Although Linglong escaped extremely fast, the two blade lights were chasing closely behind him, which was obviously a situation that would never give up.

Seeing that Linglong’s attack was finalized, the long flowing sword sprang out one after another, splitting two sword qi from the left and the right, but it only made the two blade lights appear slightly darker, but they still followed Linglong tightly. Chasing.

Linglong, who was lying on the edge of the tripod, was about to cry. She herself could clearly feel that once the main body was hinged by these two blade lights, it would be a severely wounded situation even if it would not collapse.

At this moment, a white lotus flower suddenly bloomed from below the Faxiangqingyun, and a white light suddenly shot out from the stamen. This white light seemed to be able to cross the void, so fast that it could not be avoided, it was nailed to the body.

The Lingbao scissors suddenly stagnated in the air, and the two blade lights that were chasing Linglong couldn’t help but slow down, and Linglong wine cauldron completely fled back to the Qingyun of Faxiang.

The poisonous dragon on the other side of the core space screamed, and the Lingbao scissors in the midair suddenly shook. In an instant, they got rid of the imprisonment of the white light. The two blade lights reluctantly hinged towards the Dharma Xiangqing cloud, but they saw one. The lotus blossoms bloomed before the Dharma Xiangqingyun one after another. The two blade lights cut off one flower after another, but immediately three and five more lotus flowers bloomed continuously, making the two blade lights always bloom. Can’t get close to Dharma Xiang Qingyun.

The whole process seemed complicated, but in fact it only took a moment.

“not good!”

At this moment, the Poisonous Flood’s Faxiang has already sensed that the master of the heart core space has got rid of his divine consciousness impact and is descending on his Faxiang. Once so, I am afraid that this time the battle of seizing homes will have even less hope for himself. a bit.

The Poison Jiao Fa sighed inwardly, recalled the Lingbao Scissors, and at the same time contracted his poisonous mist Qingyun, and began to shrink towards the corner of the core space.

The golden Qingyun tumbling like boiling water, the mysterious Dharma image suddenly wandered and hovered in Qingyun, without time to expose a scale and half of claws outside Qingyun, but it was always impossible to get a full view of it, and the more so, just The more the tortoise huddled on the side, the poisonous floods were jealous, and he didn’t dare to move in the slightest.

Ouch!

A voice that seemed to come from the ancient prehistoric and wilderness spread from the Dharma Xiangqingyun to the entire heart core space. For a time, the Poisonous Flood Dragon Dharma Stage actually had an urge to worship, and even the Poisonous Flood Dragon Dharma Stage felt that this kind of worship did not feel the slightest humiliation. , On the contrary, there is something that comes from the depths of the blood. It is an honor! ?