"The Seventh Patriarch's Shedding!"
If Long Huai Ancestor's solemn voice shocked everyone, Xiang Ancestor's exclamation seemed to be trying to support his guess.
But why is it a shedding? Since it is a relic, who can support it? Could it be that there are people outside the Seventh Patriarch who are secretly manipulating? How much strength can this relic retain during the Seventh Patriarch's lifetime?
A series of questions jumped in Lu Ping's mind in an instant, and Lu Ping, who was about to help the Green Sword Ancestor, suddenly fell in his heart, and the Pure Yang Flying Sword couldn't help but slow down a little, and then a huge white jade lotus suddenly bloomed under his feet, and a layer of crystal light curtain was scattered on Lu Ping's body and then disappeared.
You always have to protect your own safety first!
It was at this moment that not far away, Xiao Baiyu's infinite flying sword transformed by the natal flying sword had already been soaked up by a larger and denser sword light, Xiao Baiyu barely used the natal flying sword to fly up and down around him, protecting his body from injury, but the person had already been completely knocked away, and smashed the space barrier of the passage formation hundreds of feet away.
Lu Ping was shocked, he had a deep understanding of how strong Xiao Baiyu's swordsmanship attainments were, and he could completely defeat Xiao Baiyu with his swordsmanship powers in a dignified manner and without suspense......
A strong murderous aura came to his face, Lu Ping didn't even have time to capture the opponent's direction, a sharp sword qi had already tore through the void, directly towards Lu Ping's eyebrows, the sharp sword qi had not yet reached his body, and he had already felt a faint tingling between his eyebrows.
The speed and power of this swordsmanship magic were so fast and powerful that Lu Ping felt caught off guard.
The True Spirit Sword hurriedly exploded a purple-gold thunder sword qi directly from the sword body, cutting a winding path in the void, and at the same time, countless thunder sword qi scattered in the void and disappeared.
With part of the power of sacrificing his swordsmanship powers, Lu Ping used the Thunder Sword Technique to finally catch up with this sword that was chasing the wind and the moon!
With a crisp sound, as the thunder exploded on Mo Li's sword body, the thunder flew around, as if forming a purple-gold thunder net, and the surrounding void immediately began to crack along the scattered thunder, and then began to shatter in a burst of strange sounds, revealing a dark curtain with a few faint lights flashing in the distance, a burst of starry sky vitality in the passage was not pure enough, but it was better than the majestic and heavy aura pouring in from the shattered void, Immediately, this gap was covered by the space barrier recovered under the fluctuation of the formation.
Could it be that after that formation barrier, there is an infinite starry sky?
Although it was only for such a moment, Lu Ping still concluded that the depth behind the shattered void must be where the infinite starry sky was.
However, this thought was only a flicker in Lu Ping's mind, at this time, Lu Ping had no leisure to think about this, although the awe-inspiring sword qi was struck by the Pure Yang Flying Sword with the Thunder Sword Technique, it could not completely annihilate it.
The remaining sword qi power was still amazing, but this time Lu Ping had no time to use other means, and could only desperately inject his own primeval essence into the white jade lotus flower under his feet.
When the remaining power was gone, there was only the last three inches left from Lu Ping's eyebrows, cold sweat slipped down along the sideburns, a petal as white as jade slowly fell from his eyes, and the white jade lotus blooming under his feet suddenly became dark, this blow obviously caused the white jade lotus to be severely damaged.
Rao was Lu Ping's true essence majestic, with a solid foundation, and under this blow, it also shook his internal organs, and the true essence was scattered for a while.
What a terrifying swordsmanship supernatural power, is this just the power of the ancestor of sword cultivation, Daoist Jiao?
Fortunately, this blow seemed to be a blow that the hidden opponent had been planning for a long time against Lu Ping, and it was also a great consumption for the hidden person, not to mention that Lu Ping could actually take this blow unscathed, and there was no follow-up means to use it for a while.
Obviously, although the strength of this opponent was strong, it was not as strong as that of the Seventh Ancestor of the Heavenly Opening Heaven, otherwise if it was really a Jiao Daoist, the previous blow would be enough for Lu Ping to be wiped out.
Sure enough, after a series of explosions, Long Huai Ancestor's intermittent voice came from the depths of the broken formation space fragments: "These relics ...... have been made...... made into puppets, but at most...... Only the first ...... of the true spirit The first realm is round...... Perfect cultivation, everyone...... Don't panic!"
Lu Ping tried his best to operate the technique, causing the operation of the primeval essence in his body to gradually begin to recover, and the ninth-rank white jade lotus flower under his feet began to regain its luster due to the continuous gestation of the primeval essence, while instantly spreading his divine thoughts around, trying to capture the traces of the person who had attacked him before.
After the formation shield reflecting the infinite starry sky was shattered by everyone, countless void fragments scattered in the passage space where they were, and the seven relics that rushed out of the formation shield were hidden in this endless void fragments, or suddenly attacked, or waited for an opportunity to sneak attack.
Therefore, Lu Ping's divine thoughts were often blocked by the shattered void after they were spread, and it was extremely difficult to capture the exact location of the person who was sneaking attack.
At this moment, there was another scream in the void, listening to the sound seemed to be the Seven Fans Ancestor and the Lingming Old Ape, these two originally had injuries on their bodies, but at this time, under the attack of the Seventh Ancestor who turned into a puppet, they were injured and injured, obviously the situation was not very good.
Lu Ping's heart moved, and the light under his feet flickered, and he rushed into the turbulent void to try to rescue the other true spirit cultivators.
Although the Seventh Patriarch Legacy could only display the complete cultivation of the first realm of the true spirit, they were the pioneers of this world during their lifetime, and they had unknown how many magical powers and spells, and they were all earthly and earthly heaven-opening magical powers, and the heat controlled by these magical powers had already reached the point of wanting as they pleased, facing other true spirit cultivators of the same level, they could firmly gain the upper hand in every gesture.
Coupled with the space storm caused by the collapse of the formation, the shattered void made the remaining true spirit cultivators unable to join forces to deal with the enemy, and could only fight separately under the attack of the seven puppet relics.
Lu Ping's intention to rush into the turbulent void was instantly seen through by the hidden opponent, and another sharp sword technique directly crushed the space fragments blocking Lu Ping's front and stopped in front of Lu Ping.
This sword was very different from the previous indomitable sword energy, if the previous sword carried the momentum of burning jade and stone, it was a swordsmanship magical power that contained the origin of gold; Then this sword is like water, it seems that its power is not as good as before, but it can weave an airtight sword net in front of Lu Ping, just waiting for Lu Ping to dive in, what awaits him is the endless strangulation of sword light that follows.
However, Lu Ping seemed to have expected such a sword slash, the True Spirit Sword appeared in front of Lu Ping at some point, and in an instant, 129,600 sword lights were sprinkled, forming a deep vortex of sword light centered on the Pure Yang Flying Sword.
The sword technique of the sea and the hundred rivers was activated, strangling into a ball with the net of sword light, the primeval essence in Lu Ping's body flowed like a dam draining floods, and the net of sword light was also involved by Lu Ping's swordsmanship magical powers, directly affecting the person who made the move hidden in the void.
This time, Lu Ping's divine thoughts finally accurately captured the man's location!