The monk who had just come out of the cave actually recognized the identity of the Three Spirits Blue Sea Spirit Snake, and when his mind was shaken, Lu Ping made a quick decision, and the water whip in his hand hit the monk's back and pulled it over.
The monk saw that there was actually a blue sea spirit snake in front of the door of his cave, and there were three, and he was shocked beyond words, and when he felt something strange behind him, it was too late to dodge.
"Snap!"
A crisp sound came, followed by a piercing pain, Ao Wushuang tried his best to dodge, but was still shattered by Lu Ping's water whip to smash the protective qi all over his body, if it weren't for the demon race's physical body being inherently much more powerful than the human race monks, Lu Ping's whip could have killed him half his life.
Ao Wushuang endured the severe pain and rushed forward, and at the same time, his body flipped over and looked backwards in the process of flying, and shouted at the same time: "You are ......"
However, before he could ask, Lu Ping's water whip had already been thrown over for the second time, Ao Wushuang's face changed, and an ice shield had already appeared in front of him.
"Snap!"
Another crisp sound came, and there was suddenly a whip mark that was an inch deep on the entire ice shield, and at the same time, a huge force came from the ice shield, pushing Ao Wushuang's body back again.
At this time, the demon cultivators in the valley were already shouting and rushing towards Lu Ping, obviously trying to rescue Ao Wushuang, but what they didn't see was a smile on Lu Ping's mouth that showed a successful conspiracy.
Just when the three demon cultivators in the middle stage of forging pills, rushed in front of Ao Wushuang and protected him behind him, they saw Lu Ping's solemn expression, raised his hands suddenly, and shouted loudly: "Get up!"
The demon cultivators running in front of Ao Wushuang all felt their bodies sink suddenly, and when they looked up, they didn't know when there was a huge ninth-grade white jade lotus flower in the sky above their heads.
The lotus flower rotated slowly in the seawater above the demon cultivators, each petal flashed with white spiritual light, and spiritual patterns flashed on the lotus flower, forming a mysterious and unfathomable pattern.
Ao Wushuang broke free from the protection of his demon cultivators at this time, pointed at Lu Ping and shouted: "Human race monk, kill him!"
The demon cultivators under Ao Wushuang's hands looked stern, and the two demon cultivators in the middle stage of forging alchemy took the lead and killed Lu Ping.
But I saw Lu Ping with a smile on his face, and said softly: "Dinghai!"
The white jade lotus flower hovering above everyone's heads suddenly spat out twelve huge pearls from the flower heart, and the pearls flew towards the surroundings of the underwater valley, as Lu Ping's words fell, this sea water in the valley was completely imprisoned, and many demon cultivators in the valley were unable to move at the moment, and the bodies of the two demon cultivators who were about to rush towards Lu Ping slowly fell to the ground, and the light of primeval essence flowed on the surface, but they could never break Lu Ping's confinement.
Lu Ping was quite satisfied with the power of his natal magic weapon! Especially when Lu Ping used the ninth-rank white jade lotus as his natal formation map, and the twelve primordial beads finally perfected the twelve primordial arrays, Lu Ping's natal magic weapon was even more powerful.
When the ninth-rank white jade lotus flower was not used as the natal formation, the power of the Twelve Elements Chen Bead was certainly powerful, but every time Lu Ping made an envoy, he had to spend a lot of divine thoughts to first construct a divine thought formation within the range of the Twelve Elementary Chen Beads to control the operation of the Twelve Elementary Chen Formation.
Now that there was a ninth-rank white jade lotus as the core formation, Lu Ping only needed to spend the primeval essence and divine thoughts to activate the formation to easily control the Twelve Yuanchen Great Formation, although the consumed primeval essence and divine thoughts were still the difference between heaven and earth compared to other people's natal magic weapons, but for Lu Ping's thick primeval essence and powerful divine thoughts that far exceeded those of the same level of cultivators, it was nothing, not to mention that the perfect Yuanchen Great Formation was more powerful than before.
During this period of time, Lu Ping finally carved the fourth treasure prohibition on the Twelve Yuan Chen Beads, raising the Twelve Yuan Chen Beads to the level of a psychic magic weapon, but the ninth-grade white jade lotus formation still only depicted three treasure prohibitions, so the improvement of the formation was more difficult than the twelve primordial dragon beads, and Lu Ping did not have a suitable treasure prohibition in his hands.
Despite this, Lu Ping's ninth-rank white jade lotus was a true flower king that had been nurtured for nine thousand years, its quality was even higher than Lu Ping's twelve primordial pearls, although it had not advanced to a psychic magic weapon, its power was no longer inferior to that of primordial pearls.
As soon as Lu Ping's natal magic weapon made a move, he imprisoned four mid-stage cultivators of the same level of forging alchemy in one fell swoop, and the many demon cultivators who followed behind him were immediately frightened, and they slipped away at the moment with their minds and cleverness.
The water whip in Lu Ping's hand was also shaken, and the eyes of the two demon cultivators who had just rushed towards him in the middle stage of forging alchemy were full of fear, but their bodies could not break through Lu Ping's confinement, and they wanted to open their mouths to howl, but found that their mouths did not obey their commands, and then they felt that their whole body was light, and the heavens and the earth suddenly flipped, and then they lost consciousness.
Ao Wushuang, who was imprisoned by Lu Ping, saw with his own eyes that his two subordinates were so easily killed by the long whip magic weapon in Lu Ping's hand, and he was immediately frightened and trembled, and a stern look flashed in his eyes, and a bead exuding white and cold suddenly appeared from his chest, and a strange cold raged, and the surrounding seawater imprisoned by Lu Ping was immediately frozen into ice.
Ao Wushuang's body shook, and the frozen sea water was immediately strangled into a pile of broken ice by the two cold swords that appeared behind Ao Wushuang, and Lu Ping's "Dinghai" magical power was cracked.
However, Ao Wushuang had already been frightened by Lu Ping's previous understatement of killing two subordinates with similar cultivation to his own, and he had no courage to fight Lu Ping.
"Ice dragon beads! Father, you must not let him escape!"
Among the three spirits, Lu Ling'er, who was the most naughty on weekdays, saw the white orb and immediately shouted loudly to Lu Ping, and at the same time jumped forward, intending to stop Ao Wushuang.
However, Ao Wushuang is a master of the sixth layer of forging alchemy after all, and there are few enemies among the monks of the same level on weekdays, this time he was only taken the lead by Lu Ping, and the two consecutive whip sneak attacks made Ao Wushuang already seriously injured, and then the power of the Twelve Yuanchen Formation made him break his liver and gallbladder, and he no longer had the courage to fight Lu Ping.
But now Ao Wushuang is bent on running for his life, even if Lu Ling'er is a blue sea spirit snake, how could he be an opponent of a sixth-level cultivator of forging pills, not to mention that Ao Wushuang's background may not be much lower than that of the blue sea spirit snake.
Lu Ping heard Lu Ling'er's shout, and his heart moved, so he wanted to stop Ao Wushuang from escaping, but the only remaining monk in the middle stage of alchemy forging who stood in front of Ao Wushuang before also lifted the confinement after Ao Wushuang cracked Lu Ping's Dinghai magical power.
Lu Ping was helpless, the water whip in his hand danced into a ball, and the surrounding sea water formed an undercurrent of water wall in front of Lu Ping under the drive of the water whip, covering Ao Wushuang's fleeing demon cultivator with a posture of treating death as home, which made Lu Ping a lot more cautious.
However, when the monk's flying sword pierced the water wall in front of Lu Ping, the demon cultivator suddenly felt as if his long sword had entered a huge whirlpool, and the flying sword suddenly began to rotate involuntarily, allowing the demon cultivator to shout angrily and try, but he could not control the flying sword again.
Lu Ping was already waiting in front of this demon cultivator at this time in the Water Shadow Sword, and he was about to kill him, but Lu Ping's expression changed, and there was a flash of blue light in his chest, and a somewhat broken flag suddenly appeared above Lu Ping's head, and then he heard a crackling sound, and the flying sword, which had almost lost control, suddenly burst open, and the scattered magic weapon fragments flew around, and the water whip that danced like a spirit snake in the water wall was hit by the magic weapon fragments, like an injured loach, no longer had the agility of before, The undercurrent in the water wall could no longer stop the scattering of the fragments, and suddenly collapsed, but the broken flag above Lu Ping's head hung down a jet-black light, and the exploding magic weapon fragments were all embedded in this light.
Lu Ping snorted coldly, not wanting that he was almost caught by the calculations of a demon cultivator, his face was so cold that he almost hung a layer of frost, so he simply didn't even pick up the water whip that fell to the ground, but looked coldly at the original demon cultivator who was smiling at him.
A red light first appeared on the demon cultivator's chest, and then the entire body was dyed with bright red light, like a cooked prawn.
This demon cultivator wanted to blow up the golden elixir, obviously planning to die with Lu Ping!
However, at this moment, he heard a cold shout from the mouth of the human cultivator who was close at hand: "Hit God!"
The demon cultivator felt a chill in his chest, and then his body seemed to have lost all his strength, and when he looked down, at some point, a hole the size of a bowl had appeared in his chest, and the demon cultivator glanced at Lu Ping desperately, and then fell to the ground.
Just in the midst of this lightning and fire, a scream came, Lu Ling'er had already been knocked away by Ao Wushuang with a pair of ice swords, and Ao Wushuang fled the way.
Lu Qing and Lu Hai, who were blocking other demon cultivators on the side, exclaimed at the same time, put down their respective opponents, and ran towards the place where Lu Ling'er fell.
Lu Ping was furious, and an angry snort suddenly exploded in Ao Wushuang's mind, Ao Wushuang screamed, and the speed of the flight under his feet suddenly slowed down, and the flying magic power under Lu Ping's feet had already been used, followed by Ao Wushuang appearing behind him.
Ao Wushuang endured the pain of his thoughts like needles and bayonets, and wanted to forcibly escape, but suddenly found that the surrounding seawater had imprisoned him again.
Ao Wushuang's heart was cold, knowing that he could no longer escape, he simply shouted: "You can't kill me, my father is Ao Yu, the patriarch of the Ice Chi Clan, I am the only descendant of the Ice Chi Clan, kill me, not only my father will kill you, but also the entire Beihai Demon Clan......"
Before Ao Wushuang finished speaking, he heard a chilling voice coming from behind: "Hit God!"
A crystal clear orb drew a long shadow in the sea water and struck towards Ao Wushuang.
Ao Wushuang opened his mouth and spat out the previous Qi Han Pearl and hit it, and immediately blocked this Yuanchen Bead in front of him, but before he could be happy, a series of severe pain buried his consciousness, and Ao Wushuang's body had already been smashed into pieces by the other eleven Yuanchen beads.
With a "poof", the orb emitting a strange cold white mist fell to the ground.