"Hit God!"
As soon as Lu Ping's words fell, a Yuan Chen bead emitting five-colored light had already rushed to Jin Li Zhenren's eyes.
"Transformation!"
Jin Li Zhenren shouted loudly, and the golden protective aura shrank back violently, and then merged with a top-level magic weapon, and immediately turned into a big red armor worn on Jin Li Zhenren, and the bright red cloak sounded behind Jin Li Zhenren.
A Yuanchen bead hit the armor, and Jinli Zhenren took a step back suddenly, and then two more Yuanchen beads suddenly appeared beside Jinli Zhenren and hit Jinli Zhenren again.
Jin Li Zhenren was still not afraid, commanding the magic weapon flying sword to stab out nine sword qi, and attacked Lu Ping in nine directions, the nine sword qi seemed to calculate all the possibilities of Lu Ping's dodge, Lu Ping had almost no other way but to hard connect.
Lu Ping's face was as heavy as water, and the Qinghan Sword once again turned into a tired sword dragon and launched an attack on the sword energy, in the sound of gold and iron, it was like the last roar of the Qinghan Sword, and the two sword qi disappeared in response, and the Qinghan Sword whined, and the sword body suddenly cracked into hundreds of tiny pieces, falling towards the sea.
The Qinghan Sword is the most frequently used magic weapon by Lu Ping!
Lu Ping stretched out his hand and sucked and pushed, and the exploding Qinghan Sword fragments hit a sword light again, the third sword light was destroyed, and the Qinghan Sword fragments turned into iron powder.
The pestle was once again sacrificed by Lu Ping, smashing four sword lights at once, and the remaining two sword lights were combined by "Cloudy Sky" and Ten Thousand Poison Meteor Yuan Gang At the moment, the protective energy was broken again, and the "Cloudy Sky" had turned into a bleak white cloud, as if it would volatilize under the scorching sun at any time.
The last aura on Lu Ping's body shattered in response, Lu Ping's face turned pale, but fortunately, he had a red-face mask on his face, which didn't look very obvious.
A crisp cracking sound sounded again, and the jade talisman in Lu Ping's hand turned into powder and leaked out from between Lu Ping's fingers, and the last three halos rose from Lu Ping's hand again, one by one.
At this time, Jin Li Zhenren had just blocked the impact of the three Yuanchen beads, and mottled cracks began to appear on the red armor, Jinli Zhenren's pale face suddenly turned blood-red, and a mouthful of blood finally spurted out.
The old wound has not healed, and the new wound is born again!
The ghostly spirit beads drew an unfathomable trajectory in mid-air, making it impossible for the real person Jin Chen to judge which direction the Yuan Chen beads were hitting from.
What kind of formation is this?
It was actually possible to use twelve top-level magic weapons to form such a strange and unpredictable formation!
How much mana is required to drive, even a monk who has just entered the pill forging period cannot use such a powerful magic weapon for a long time!
For the first time, Jin Li Zhenren was shaken in his confidence in killing the human race cultivator in front of him.
How can this be? This is absolutely impossible!
Jin Li's hideous face had a hint of disbelief and a hint of anger!
A "click" sound came from the palm of Jinli Zhenren, and a series of gray gas rose from his palm, outlining a huge crocodile in the sky!
Primordial giant crocodile!
This monster, which was so huge that only one huge mouth occupied one-third of its body, looked up to the sky and let out a silent roar, its sharp teeth emitted a cold light in its open mouth, and an aura of looking at the world directly attacked Lu Ping.
When the six Yuanchen beads attacked from the air, the giant crocodile, with agility that was by no means commensurate with its huge body, bit the two spirit beads on the helmet, and the fragments of spiritual light burst out, and bursts of colic suddenly came out of Lu Ping's heart, which was due to the damage to the body of the natal magic weapon Yuanchen Pearl.
The two Yuanchen beads hit the giant crocodile's eyeballs, the giant crocodile was in pain for a while, and couldn't help but open its mouth, the two dim spiritual Yuan Chen beads took the opportunity to fly out, the other ten Yuanchen beads were full of five-colored light, and the damaged two spirit beads slowly became dazzling again.
Two more spirit beads hit, the primordial giant crocodile swung sideways, the huge crocodile tail directly pulled the two spirit beads away, Lu Ping couldn't help but take two steps back.
Jin Li Zhenren smiled darkly and commanded the giant crocodile to pounce on Lu Ping!
This talisman was originally his adoptive father, the Golden Jiao Island Lord gave him for self-defense when he was still a monk in the hemolysis period, for hundreds of years, Jin Li Zhenren had only used it twice before the advanced pill forging period, both at life-threatening moments.
This talisman treasure that had only one chance to be used, originally Jin Li Zhenren planned to keep it as a souvenir for himself, but he didn't expect that now he had to take it out to resist the attack of a blood-dissolving minor cultivator, how could this not make Jin Li Zhenren ashamed!
The primordial giant crocodile bared its teeth and claws, and rushed towards Lu Ping invincible, but saw Lu Ping throw out a spirit bead again.
Jin Li Zhenren had a stern expression, and the pressure brought to him by the twelve Yuanchen beads just now was still vividly remembered.
However, unlike the twelve Yuanchen beads that emitted five-colored hairy light, this spirit bead was red all over, and after flying to the sky above the Primordial Giant Crocodile, it suddenly sprayed red silk threads all over the sky from the inside of the spirit beads, and the red spirit beads quickly became crystal clear with the spraying of the silk threads.
The gray giant crocodile was wrapped in red silk threads, although the giant crocodile struggled hard, I don't know how many silk threads broke free, but these red silk threads still endlessly entangled towards the giant crocodile, finally restraining the giant crocodile's success.
A silver jade-colored seal soared into the air, turning into the size of a house, roaring down towards the giant crocodile, smashing the giant crocodile's sharp teeth with the first blow, and then rising and falling, smashing the giant crocodile's giant tail.
The Primordial Giant Crocodile struggled hard, but Cabernet Sauvignon slowly rotated above its head, and the red silk threads like glow were bundled tighter and tighter, making the Primordial Giant Crocodile's struggle more and more meaningless.
The landslide fell for the third time, and the spine of the primordial giant crocodile was smashed, and it completely lost the strength to struggle!
Jin Li's eyes were full of tears, and he roared: "How dare you do this, you can actually force this real person to such a field, I will kill you today!"
"Today I will let you see what the divine path method is!"
Jinli Zhenren shouted: "Get up!"
Jin Li Zhenren's natal magic weapon flying sword rose in response, drawing golden sword light in the sky, one after another sword light came out vigorously, but it did not shoot, each sword of Jin Li Zhenren flew out, and more than 1,200 sword lights gathered together.
The sword light in the sky was gathering more and more densely, and the sword qi contained thousands of psychic sword lights, crisscrossing in the sky, but it seemed to be in order, and the sword energy was pointed directly at Lu Ping!
Lu Ping's face finally changed: "This is a magical power, a real swordsmanship supernatural power, breaking through the sword intent realm of 'unity of sword practice', and comprehending his own divine passage method! He actually reached such a state!"
Jin Li Zhenren opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't care, and laughed sharply: "This is the inheritance of my koi clan, although this real person has not yet fully reached the state of comprehension, but after all, it is enough to barely use it up for the first time, you are a monk of the hemolytic period who can force this real person to this step, and it is enough to be proud to say it, but you will never have a chance again!"
"Swordsmanship and magical powers, true spirit heaven gate!"
In the screaming swords in the sky, the thirty-six sword qi containing more than a thousand psychic sword lights combined with each other to form a huge sword formation, a gate exuding an ancient mysterious aura suddenly opened in the sky, and a white silver curtain fell catharsis, as if the Milky Way of the Nine Heavens had landed!
This is the real sword formation!
If Lu Ping's previous formation with his only dozens of psychic sword lights was considered a formation, then in front of this sword formation magical power that seemed to open the gate of heaven, it was like a joke that painted a tiger and not an anti-dog.
The silver waves were cathartic, and the rolling torrent seemed to carry the general trend between heaven and earth, sweeping overwhelmingly, every drop of water was a psychic sword light, every wave was a psychic sword formation, Lu Ping was only destined to be annihilated in front of this power of heaven and earth.
Jin Li Zhenren opened his mouth and highlighted a mouthful of blood again, using this kind of swordsmanship magical power that had not yet been fully mastered was really an embarrassing burden for Jin Li Zhenren, the heavenly gate composed of thirty-six sword formations already seemed crumbling and powerless!
However, he didn't care, Jin Li Zhenren was a sword cultivator, he had been obsessed with swords all his life, and at this moment he was also obsessed with the swordsmanship supernatural powers he had performed, he even forgot that the original purpose of his swordsmanship was to eliminate an insignificant hemolytic cultivator!
Twelve huge spirit beads guarded Lu Ping's surroundings, as if they were an isolated island in the overflowing waters of the Heavenly River, but Lu Ping wanted to use this isolated island to seal the open heavenly gate!
"Dinghai!"
The twelve Yuanchen beads slowly rotated around Lu Ping, and the water of the Tianhe River that swept in was centered on Lu Ping, and suddenly became calm, and then this trend spread to the surroundings, and the torrent of sword beads, sword waves, and sword formations contained in the turbulent waves suddenly turned into docile little sheep at this moment, obediently subdued by Lu Ping's natal magic formation!
"Sweep the world!"
Jin Li Zhenren's huge roar came, the huge sword formation Heavenly Gate shook, and the water of the even more turbulent sword waves poured down, there was a hint of panic in Jin Li Zhenren's voice, and the maintenance of huge swordsmanship magical powers finally began to exceed his limits.
"Swordsmanship is indeed boundless power, but how powerful can you exert if you barely use it?"
Lu Ping finally realized something, the torrent of sword light gushing out from the huge Heavenly Gate Sword Formation was less than one-fifth of the opening of the Heavenly Gate, and the edge of the Heavenly Gate trembled, which was a manifestation of Jin Li's true essence being depleted and unable to maintain the huge Heavenly Gate Sword Formation.
Jin Li Zhenren could never imagine that Lu Ping's divine consciousness was not even below him, although Lu Ping's divine consciousness could not accurately capture Jin Li Zhenren's state like divine thoughts, but these alone were enough!
Jin Li Zhenren couldn't even say a word of sarcasm at this time, his pale face suddenly turned blood-red, but it turned golden purple again, and a pair of eyes stared at Lu Ping, wishing he could swallow it alive!
"Hit God!"
Lu Ping saw through the weakness of Jinli Zhenren, and finally decided to shake this Tianmen Sword Formation!
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