The second watch arrived on time!
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The melee on the back mountain of Tianling Mountain attracted the secret attention of more and more True Spirit Sect monks, and in the open space on the edge of everyone's melee, a light cluster suddenly appeared, and only a monk not much older than Lu Ping appeared in the light group.
The monk looked left and right, and after seeing the people who were fighting, he said happily: "You continue, I will arrange a formation to surround you, and those who have the ability will break the formation alone.
After saying that, ignoring the people who were fighting, he raised his hand and several types of equipment were set up and fell towards the surroundings of the battle group.
Lu Ping saw that this person was interesting, the formation master had never directly participated in the fight between monks, this person not only came to intervene, but also asked everyone to wait for him to finish arranging the formation, how could there be such an easy thing.
Lu Ping laughed loudly and said: "It's okay if you want to set up a formation, but you have to report your name after passing this level first!"
After saying that, a silver jade seal suddenly flew out of the battle group, rising several feet high and low in the sky, and smashed down towards the monk who was about to set up a formation, the bottom of the jade seal was engraved with two ancient big characters "landslide", the monk suddenly felt as if he had been embellished by this big seal, no matter where he hid, he could not escape the blow of the "landslide".
Although Lu Ping was always besieged by everyone in the battle group, when the "landslide" shot, he did not encounter the obstacles of others.
The monk screamed strangely and said, "Look at my Xuanwei real person breaking your big seal!"
A formation plate that looked like a mountain and river terrain was held high by Xuan Wei Zhenren, and then the clothes worn by Xuan Wei Zhenren were suddenly lit up by spiritual light, and countless formation runes suddenly flashed on his clothes, echoing the array in his hand.
The array plate in Xuanwei Zhenren's hand suddenly expanded, as if a mountain and river had been recreated in the back mountain of this Tianling Mountain, and just as the "landslide" roared down, a bottomless abyss suddenly cracked on the ground, wanting to swallow the entire "landslide".
Xuanwei Zhenren smiled proudly and said: "Your big seal is called 'landslide', but this real person's formation is called 'ground cracking', which is just right to restrain your big seal."
Lu Ping smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and pointed far away, seeing that the "landslide" that was about to be engulfed suddenly stagnated in mid-air, his body gradually shrank, and he was about to fly back towards the battle group.
Xuanwei Zhenren shouted and said, "If you still want to take back your magic weapon, it depends on whether this real person agrees."
The Earth Rift Formation continued to operate, and the cracked abyss suddenly seemed deeper and deeper, and a suction force suddenly came out of the abyss, tightly holding the "landslide" that was about to fly back towards Lu Ping, as if it would not surrender the "landslide" and vow not to give up.
Lu Ping smiled slightly in the center of the battle group, and made a grabbing motion in mid-air with his left hand, "Landslide" trembled in mid-air, and immediately broke free from the suction of the abyss and flew back towards Lu Ping, but it was the all-out blow of the Xuanwei Zhenren that was broken by Lu Ping lightly, and the surging of the primordial essence had nowhere to vent, holding back the previous triumphant face to red.
No matter what, Xuanwei Zhenren received Lu Ping's blow, and with the qualifications to set up the formation, Xuanwei Zhenren hesitated for a long time, but he took back a few of the formational equipment that had been arranged before, and then replaced it with several other utensils, but he smirked and said in great pain: "This time, I will let you know the power of my Xuanwei Zhenren, and if you want to break out of the formation alone, there is no door."
Among the battle groups on the other side, Lu Ping had just taken back the "landslide", and a monk was already stuck behind Lu Ping like a ghost in mid-air.
Lu Ping's mind was so keen, this monk named Xuan Thorn was obviously very related to Xuan Yin Zhenren, the method of stealth was quite clever, and he had also caused a lot of trouble to Lu Ping before, this Xuan Thorn Zhenren may not stay in the center of the battle group because of his cultivation style, but many of the monks who had stayed in the center of the battle group before were actually expelled from the center of the battle group under his ghostly attack.
However, just as he sacrificed a short sword and stabbed behind Lu Ping, there was a sudden flower in front of him, and a series of eighteen Lu Ping suddenly appeared in front of him, but they surrounded him in the middle.
Xuan Thorn Zhenren's face remained unchanged, and the short sword flew and cut the six Lu Ping into a puddle of flowing water in an instant, but he did not find Lu Ping's true body after all.
Immediately afterwards, the real person Xuan Thorn felt a tightness in his waist, a long whip had already wrapped around him, and the short sword in the real person's hand immediately picked up towards the long whip, but he couldn't help but use the long whip at his waist.
"It's a magic weapon!"
As soon as the real person Xuan Thorn had this idea in his heart, a huge amount came from the long whip, the real person Xuan Thorn tried his best to control his body, but a domineering primeval essence was directly his cultivation, and when the real person Xuan Thorn finally broke free from Lu Ping's control, the person had already fallen on the outskirts of the battle group.
Xuan Thorn Zhenren knew that he had lost Lu Ping's move, but the melee was still going on, Xuan Thorn Zhenren naturally had no reason to quit, he held the dagger in his hand, glanced in the direction where Lu Ping was, and suddenly his body straightened and joined the battle group again.
Lu Ping had just repelled the Xuanthorn Real Man, and the monks next to him suddenly felt that they had an opportunity, and they all sent out their most powerful attacks, intending to repel Lu Ping.
At this time, the long whip had just controlled the Xuan Thorn Zhenren, and the golden scale sword roared out, turning into a sword curtain in front of Lu Ping, blocking all the attacks of several people, and at the same time, a purple thunder and a fire meteor suddenly split on Lu Ping's protective qi, finally splitting a gap in the "Water Curtain True Gang" that had endured several attacks.
Xuan Shang Zhenren laughed loudly, and a spear roared over, pricking at Lu Ping, who had been broken by his protective energy, and seemed to have finally found an opportunity to repel Lu Ping.
However, seeing that Lu Ping was still unhurried, the shadow of a gourd in front of him flashed away, and then an earthy yellow stone wall stood in front of him, and the Xuan Shang Zhenren spear went straight in, opening a big hole in the stone shield, but an ice wall appeared in front of him again, and when the spear broke through the ice wall again, the power of the spear had been worn out, and there was nothing he could do in the face of the wooden shield that appeared in front of him.
However, at this moment, the Xuanthorn Zhenren, who was thrown out of the battle group by Lu Ping, flashed through the air again, and a short sword stabbed Lu Ping's shoulder with a cold air.
This time, there was no barrier to Lu Ping's side!
Xuan Shang Zhenren, Xuan Lei Zhenren and Xuan Xing Zhenren laughed loudly, their laughter all showing a hint of pleasure, as if they were very excited about the center that finally expelled Lu Ping from the battle group, even the Xuan Thorn Zhenren flying in mid-air, Lu Ping seemed to notice the joy in him.
However, something happened that stunned everyone again, but the Xuanthorn Zhenren who rushed towards Lu Ping retreated faster than before.
What's going on?
When Xuan Shang Zhenren and the three of them looked at it again, they found that at some point, a hole had been opened on the shoulder of Xuan Shang Zhenren, and a blood stain was oozing from the top of his shoulder.
Xuan Thorn Zhenren looked at Lu Ping for a long time on his stunned face before saying, "Invisible Sword?"
Lu Ping smiled slightly, and the blue figure of the Water Youjian flashed in front of him.
In order to successfully expel Lu Ping, who had been standing in the center of the battle group, everyone even gave up the rules of the previous chaotic battle and carried out a joint raid on Lu Ping, but in the end it fell short.
At this moment, the wild laughter of the Xuanwei Zhenren suddenly came from outside the battle group: "Haha, everyone, the formation has been arranged, it depends on who has the ability to get out of this formation, you have to say in advance, you can only come one by one, who wants to join forces to break the formation, although this real person naturally can't do it, but if you can't break it, then you will obediently hand over the spiritual materials that can be used in the distribution formation, and the real person will let people go. Don't tell me that I don't have any, if the monks in the middle stage of the True Spirit Sect don't have any goods, it would be a shame for this sect to say it."
Only then did the people who were fighting realize that at some point, a gloomy curtain of light had covered everyone in it.
"Okay, I'll come first!"
Xuan Shang Zhenren picked up several blocking attacks in a row, and strode forward, and the spear suddenly came out with seventy-two bowl-sized gun flowers in the sky, attacking the seventy-two light curtains of the formation, but there was a muffled sound, and the Xuan Shang Zhenren who was rushing forward was pushed back by a huge force.
The Xuan Shang Zhenren who flew back backwards suffered several attacks like robbery while taking advantage of the fire, causing the Xuan Shang Zhenren, who had always been brave and unmatched in this melee, roared again and again, but because the primordial essence could not be helped for a while, he had to retreat again and again, and retreated to the very edge of the melee, almost breaking away from the battle group.
Seeing that Xuan Shang Zhenren was so embarrassed, Xuan Wei Zhenren outside the formation laughed wildly, and the incomparable pleasure made Xuan Shang Zhenren grit his teeth but was helpless.
After Xuan Shang Zhenren made a feather, Xuan Xing Zhenren and Xuan Lei Zhenren made a move one after another, but none of them were able to break out of the formation, and then everyone became serious about this black light curtain formation.
After launching two attacks in a row to no avail, he seemed to have some understanding of the formation, and couldn't help but curse: "Xuanwei, you prodigal son, you actually use second-class spiritual materials to arrange the formation, you are the fucking thing trapping and killing monsters?"
Xuanwei Zhenren's irritating sinister laughter came in from outside the formation again, and said: "Master Xuanchen, you will definitely not be defeated this time, no matter what, the eighteen monks in the middle stage of this sect's alchemy forge are trapped here by Ben Zhenren, it is also a long-term thing to say, isn't it? What's more, if you want to go out, you have to leave benefits for the real person, I believe that all the senior brothers and junior brothers will not leave some rags, then if you say it, it won't just lose your own face, you can't let outsiders think that the mid-stage cultivators of this sect are all so cold!"
Just when Xuan Wei Zhenren was triumphantly boasting, he didn't notice that Lu Ping's eyes were flickering with blue light, and the huge divine thoughts were carefully searching for something in the light curtain of the formation.
Immediately, Lu Ping seemed to have discovered something, the blue light in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and the golden scale sword in his hand shook, and the sound of the sword roar suddenly resounded throughout the formation space.