Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit - 947. Chapter 947

“This third,” Lu Ping said without waiting for Dabao to ask: “This is the Feiling Island, the only giant island in the entire North Sea. The transformation of the ancestors of the past is almost perfect!”

Lu Ping stretched out his arms, as if he wanted to embrace the whole world, and said, “Beihai Zhong Ling is a beautiful place, it’s all on Feiling Island!”

Dabao didn’t care about these things, but when he heard Lu Ping talk about it, he opened his mouth and asked, “If this is the case, how could the Fei Ling Sect be destroyed?”

Lu Ping shook his head and didn’t answer, but turned around and said, “Let’s get Zilan back. We are leaving Feiling Island!”

In an extremely remote place in the northwestern waters of the North Sea, Xu Weihong, embarrassed all over his body, was fleeing for his life in a hurry, with a look of horror on his face.

Xu Weihong never expected that he would encounter this evil star in this remote place. All the four alchemy monks who came with him fell into the hands of this person. If he hadn’t seen the opportunity quickly, I’m afraid he would even have to. Falling under the man’s sword.

Including Xu Weihong, two late forging cultivators, three middle forging cultivators, and five of them together, can just lay a large formation of Taoist soldiers inherited from the Xuanling faction, even if it is replaced by five late forging cultivators. No matter how they joined forces.

However, just as these five people followed the instructions of the mineral seeker from the East China Sea to explore the direction of the veins in this generation of shallow seas, looking for a vein of spiritual material, one of the monks in the middle of the forge was so quiet. Frozen into ice sculptures on the bottom of the sea.

What a familiar way of killing, the corpse of his junior brother shattered into pieces of ice floes in front of Xu Weihong’s eyes, and floated up towards the sea. Each piece of ice contained part of the junior brother’s body, and what appeared behind the ice sculpture corpse was That person who has become a nightmare for almost all Xuanling Sect monks in the past five years.

Abandoned True Spirit School, Yin Xuanchu!

Since the ancestor of Dao Shi was assassinated by Yin Xuanchu five years ago, and killed four Xuanling sect disciples and escaped from the siege, Yin Xuanchu, who spent a year recuperating his wounds, made frequent shots for the next four years, and five years later. , Xuanling faction has a Faxiang ancestor, eleven monks in the alchemy period and dozens of monks in the hemolysis period fell into his hands.

The entire Xuanling Sect was disturbed by Yin Xuanchu alone, and the corpse of every Xuanling Sect monk who fell into his hands was first turned into an ice sculpture, and then broken into ice slag.

The good deeds in the Beihai practice world call Yin Xuanchu the “ice demon”, which means that he is as bloodthirsty and kills as a demon, and his cultivation strength and assassination skills far exceed his father, the true spirit. One of the “Three Reals and Four Spirits” of the school, the shadow real person Li Xuanyin.

Fortunately, although Yin Xuanchu was bloodthirsty in the past five years, he basically did not take the initiative to find any trouble with monks of other sects except the Xuanling Sect. Therefore, although other sects repeatedly condemned Yin Xuanchu, they even maliciously guessed that it was of the True Spirit Sect. Conspiracy, but besides that, only the jokes of the Xuanling faction are left.

The frightened Xuanling cultivator hurriedly counterattacked, but before they could catch Yin Xuanchu’s hidden deeds, it was another cultivator in the middle stage of forging a pill that once again turned into an ice sculpture in front of Xu Weihong’s eyes, breaking into ice slag.

run!

Xu Weihong made a decisive decision and dropped the two juniors in the middle of the alchemy period. One person used his full strength to escape from the sea, and then set up the escape light and came all the way to the southeast.

And just after Xu Weihong escaped tens of feet, a scream came from the sea behind him but stopped abruptly. Xu Weihong could even imagine the lifelike ice statue with a screaming scream presented by the junior of the middle of the forging alchemy. .

Xu Weihong’s heart trembled, and a rocket talisman in his hand was suddenly thrown out. A huge rocket beam rose from the sky and exploded a silver flower with a radius of tens of meters at a height of hundreds of meters, even hundreds of miles away. Can be seen clearly.

Xu Hongwei knew that the only remaining junior in the middle of the forging period could not last long under Yin Xuanchu’s hands, so Xu Hongwei simply bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and actually performed the blood escape secret technique.

This time, the Xuanling Sect asked the Crystal Palace to send a miner-seeker to search for the spiritual material mine in the northwestern waters. This miner-seeker was accompanied and protected by more than a dozen elders from the Xuanling Sect’s Lv Xuheng ancestor.

Xu Weihong’s team was also sent by the ancestor Lu Xuheng. As long as Xu Weihong can escape to the ancestor Lu Xuheng, Yin Xuanchu who is chasing behind him will undoubtedly die. If not, he can also be protected by the ancestor of the Faxiang Save your life.

Just as Xu Weihong was thinking about it, there was a sudden chill behind him!

Xu Hongwei didn’t even think about it, he sacrificed his life magic weapon in his hand and fought hard behind him.

when!

Xu Weihong staggered forward, and at the same time tried to turn his body to look backwards, but the moment the magic weapon in his hand collided with the magic weapon of the person behind him, a chill of the forest had already passed through his life. The magic weapon spread to the body.

Xu Weihong didn’t stop shuddering, but he was also a late-stage alchemy cultivator, a rising star that the Xuanling school focused on training, Feng Xudao’s proud ancestor, and the Fu Yao tactics swiftly moved in his body, although he could not remove the forest in his body. Cold expelled, but at least it can be suppressed temporarily.

When I looked up, I saw Yin Xuanchu, who was dressed in black, looking at him coldly. There was no aura in his body, but he didn’t look like an ordinary person. It looked like a piece of ice without sickness. The temperature is dropping.

Xu Weihong knows that this is the coercive aura, which is usually only possessed by the monks of the Fa-phase stage. In addition, only the top-tier monster races with pure blood have blood coercion.

According to legend, this Yin Xuanchu is a mixture of humans and monsters, with the bloodline of the top-ranked monster race ice scorpion in his body. Is it because of this?

This thought flashed through Xu Weihong’s mind, but he did not forget that this time was the time of life and death. It was very close to the place where the ancestor Lu Xuheng and the others were before. When they wanted to come, they had already seen Xu Weihong’s message. The Rocket Charm has rushed to respond, as long as he can hold on to it, he may be able to escape his life.

But can you stop it?

Xu Weihong didn’t dare to think further, but these thoughts kept digging into his mind. Xu Weihong’s mind was already in chaos. The magic weapon in his hand tried his best to resist Yin Xuanchu’s attack, but his expression became more and more flustered.

A scornful color was drawn between Yin Xuanchu’s eyes, and then he returned to the state of no waves in the ancient well. The pair of frost daggers in his hand was also more fierce, and every time he fought with the magic weapon in Xu Weihong’s hand, it was a force of coldness. He intruded into his true essence, causing Xu Weihong’s true essence to not run smoothly, and every time he resisted Yin Xuanchu’s attack, he appeared more and more weak.

Seeing that Xu Weihong was about to fall under Yin Xuanchu’s sword, even Xu Weihong himself had begun to despair, waiting for the arrival of the last moment, but Yin Xuanchu himself suddenly stopped, and suddenly retreated several tens of feet, and then it was suspended. Standing on the surface of the sea, looking around.

Xu Weihong was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized something, his face showed ecstasy.

The space beside Xu Weihong suddenly opened. Lu Xuheng stepped out, first glanced at Xu Weihong with a slight dissatisfaction, then looked at Yin Xuanchu and said: “Are you the True Spirit School abandoned disciple Yin Xuanchu?”

Yin Xuanchu did not answer the words of the ancestor Lu Xuheng, but took the short sword in both hands and said: “How many people have come, come out!”

“Okay! He deserves to be Li Xuanyin’s son, he really has a lot of seeds!”

Lu Xuheng clapped his hands and sighed: “The True Spirit Sect has been out of luck over the past few years. There are many elite disciples under the sect. If you Yin Xuanchu had not been expelled from the True Spirit Sect, I am afraid that your achievements would not be comparable. Then Lu Xuanping will not be too far behind, one immortal and one demon, two swords and two tigers, even so, the Beihai cultivation world still regards you as a disciple of the True Spirit School!”

Yin Xuanchu remained silent, but silently watched the profound spirit cultivators appearing from the surrounding sea water, void, islands and reefs, and clouds, which happened to surround him in the center.

A monk of the Phylogenetic Stage, four late forging monks, plus a late forging monk Xu Weihong who has just recovered from the desperate situation, and the monks of the Xuanling School are coming, Yin Xuanchu was surrounded by them and fell into an unprecedented situation. In the crisis.

Yin Xuanchu once attacked and killed monks of Faxiang, and besieged four people under the siege of several monks of the alchemy period, but that was an attack that he launched after careful planning and careful arrangement.

Even so, after Yin Xuanchu broke out of the siege, he was already seriously injured, and it took a year to gradually recover.

At this time, Yin Xuanchu not only lost the opportunity to attack and assassinate, which he was best at, but also fell into a circle carefully arranged by others. The situation was just the opposite. Now he can only fight head-to-head against a Dharma monk and Several monks of the same rank in the later period of Pill Forging, Yin Xuanchu’s situation at this time can almost be said to be extremely dangerous.

On the surface of the sea hundreds of miles away, a door suddenly opened, and Lu Ping walked out of the door with a trace of novelty on his face.

The portal behind him gradually closed, and Lu Ping looked towards the surrounding sea, and then arbitrarily stretched out his hand to open a space portal. When his figure appeared again, it was already more than ten miles away.

“It seems that now I can more accurately control the range of more than ten miles. Although my spirit can cover nearly thirty miles, once the range of more than ten miles is exceeded, the range reached by the space will produce extremes. Big deviation.”

Lu Ping felt the supernatural powers of the space that he has become familiar with, and muttered to himself: “It seems to be relatively unfamiliar. If you want to come here, you will be able to transmit more accurately as long as you practice more.”