Lu Ping and the four of them only needed to look at the seven distinct primordial rainbows to know that at this time, Daoist Peng was opening the original foundation after physical reshaping, not only to open the seven origin foundations in one go, but also to look at the endless river of vitality, it was obvious that Daoist Peng also had to take advantage of the situation to condense the origin supernatural power, and at this time, the accumulation of Daoist Peng, Lu Ping and others seemed to have no other guesses except that Daoist Peng wanted to condense forty-nine kinds of original supernatural powers in one fell swoop.
Mo Li had stabbed the true body puppet of the Peng Daoist for the fourth time under Lu Ping's imperial envoy, Rao was the physical strength of this real body puppet, and under Lu Ping's continuous blows, it was also on the verge of collapse, and this blow cut off the three fingers of the real body puppet one after another.
Long Huai Ancestor had also broken the three origin magical powers of the Jiao Daoist's true body puppet, but he didn't know if Long Huai Ancestor had inherited all these three magical powers. And the battle group on the other side was even more vigorous, Xiang Laozu directly incarnated as a true spirit and competed head-to-head with the Turtle Daoist's true body puppet, causing the nearby void to constantly roll up and fold.
"Solve their respective opponents as soon as possible, deny that once he finishes infusing the Seven Origins, I will have no choice but to live!"
At this time, Long Huai Ancestor didn't care if he could inherit one or two more origin magical powers from the Jiao Daoist's true body puppet, so he just swept the nine spirit trees in his hand, bringing up bursts of "brushing and pulling" leaf sounds, when Lu Ping glanced over, he realized that there were two more young shoots on the two branches of the spirit tree at some point, and if they grew up, they were afraid that they would be two more origin magical powers.
Lu Ping thought to himself that this Peng Daoist was already the cultivation of the Seventh Realm of the True Spirit when he opened the heavens, and now that the spirit and flesh were separated, his strength was greatly reduced and he had to reshape his physical body, but even if he had infused all the vitality rivers of the seven attributes, at most it would only restore his cultivation when he opened the heavens.
However, Daoist Peng had been planning for more than 30,000 years, using the disaster of Mara to repeatedly cause catastrophes in this world, and countless living beings died in the great calamity.
Thoughts flashed through Lu Ping's mind, but the swordsmanship in his hand was a little more sharp, and now the flying sword Mo Li, which had surpassed the Pure Yang Spiritual Treasure, had accumulated a large amount of pure vitality in the sword body because of Lu Ping's previous strong control, so that the quality of the flying sword did not reach the same level of power as the previous Qianjun Stick and Blood Transformation Divine Needle in one fell swoop.
But because of this, the flying sword Mo Li did not exceed the limit of its own quality and power like the two, so that the spiritual treasure itself could not be completely controlled by the imperial envoy, so that Lu Ping might not be able to burst out with great power in an instant like the Lingming Old Ape or the Butterfly Fairy, but when it comes to the use and staying power of conventional magical powers, it is far above the two.
Previously, Lu Ping had used his swordsmanship powers to outline a huge lotus sword formation in the void relying on the white jade lotus, and then chased around with the puppet of the Peng Daoist's true body, one to drive it into the sword formation, and the other was to prepare this sword formation more fully.
Today's ninth-rank white jade lotus is not just a formation of the natal Yuanchen formation in Lu Ping's hands, Lu Ping combines the swordsmanship magical powers he has cultivated to form several huge sword formations, and also needs the white feather lotus formation to suppress the heels.
Originally, for the sake of safety, Lu Ping might have to prepare more time, but at this time, in order to buy time, he had to start in advance.
The huge sword formation suddenly contracted, like a huge lotus flower in full bloom suddenly closed the flowers, and the true body puppets of Lu Ping and Peng Daoist were wrapped in it at the same time, the difference was that the real body puppet was strangled in all directions after the sword lotus was closed, and Lu Ping was in it, because of his seat, the operation, response, and power of the sword formation were greatly improved.
"You dare!"
Even at this time, the Peng Daoist who had entered the final moment of shaping his body and couldn't separate himself to deal with everyone couldn't help but be furious when he saw the scene in front of him, after all, this puppet was the true body of the Peng Daoist at the beginning, and it was strange to see it destroyed in the center of Lu Ping's hand without being annoyed.
But at this time, the Peng Daoist could only be this angry roar at most, Lu Ping turned a deaf ear to this, but only controlled the huge sword formation to squeeze the Pengdaoist's true body puppet to pieces, and finally put all the ashes into a storage bag to imitate the Peng Daoist who gathered these ashes and used them to reshape his body.
When Lu Ping gathered the sword light in the sky, he saw the spirit tree in Long Huai Ancestor's hand throwing out dozens of tiny branches and immersing them in the true body of the suppressed Jiao Daoist puppet, followed by Long Huai Ancestor's pinching out several spells one after another, and shouting loudly: "Explode!"
Lu Ping raised his eyes and saw more than a dozen young shoots bursting out on the puppet of the Jiao Daoist's true body, and at the same time, there were more than a dozen clumps of blue pure wood qi lingering, these shoots burst into the wind, and the root system was inserted into the puppet's true body, growing along the bloodline while also absorbing a large amount of essence from the puppet's true body, until the Jiao Daoist's puppet's true body was twisted and crooked.
The true body puppet rose up with several kinds of essence airflow around its body, trying to suppress and expel these foreign objects on its body, but these vines had already penetrated into the blood and flesh of the real body, and wanted to pull it out but had to bring up a large area of flesh and blood, and wanted to suppress it but found that all its essence was absorbed by these branches, and with the expansion of the root system, it gradually began to disintegrate the puppet's true body from the inside.
The Jiao Daoist's true body puppet was at a loss for a while, but Long Huai Ancestor wanted to make a quick decision, and after several spells in a row, this true body puppet was finally torn apart.
At the same time as the puppet of the Jiao Daoist's true body collapsed, six or seven light clusters of different colors flew out of the puppet's body and flew in different directions of the passage formation.
Lu Ping and Long Huai Ancestor let out an exclamation almost at the same time, because the two of them could clearly see that each of these six or seven light clusters was wrapped in a seed of origin magical power.
The two of them snatched it at the same time, Long Huai Ancestor grabbed three magical power seeds in his hand because of the water tower, and then Lu Ping grabbed the two magical power seeds flying in his direction in his hand, and one of the remaining two was grabbed by the butterfly fairy who was plundering for Xiang Ancestor, and the other one happened to fly towards Xiao Baiyu, who had just woken up after being seriously injured.
However, at this time, none of Longhuai Ancestor and Lu Ping cared about the flying seeds of supernatural powers, but focused on the dismembered Jiao Daoist's true body.
As the two people who had benefited from the true body of the Jiao Daoist, there were seven seeds of supernatural power that burst out of his physical body alone, so it was difficult to guarantee that there would be no other seeds of supernatural power hidden in his physical body.
At this moment, another earth-shattering loud noise came, and the Turtle Daoist puppet, who had already been stabbed by the Butterfly Fairy on the side, with an unknown number of times with the Blood Transformation Divine Needle became more and more fragile, and finally began to collapse under the continuous collision of Xiang Ancestor with his true spirit body.
Then he saw Xiang Laozu suddenly raise his hand to sacrifice something in mid-air, and the butterfly fairy who was standing not far from him suddenly let out an exclamation, and his figure flashed one after another, and he was hundreds of feet away from him.
A light blue square pot with a white background appeared in the upper hole above Xiang Laozu's head, the lid of the square pot opened on its own, and a wave of five-element vitality swirled from the pot, rolling up the collapsed turtle Taoist puppet true body one by one and falling into the pot, and then the lid of the pot that was lifted fell on its own, and the entire pot body shook slightly, as if making a pot of good tea.
In just a moment, the square pot suddenly tilted slightly, as if an invisible hand grabbed the handle of the pot, and a viscous colorful liquid hung down from the spout and directly entered from the top of Xiang Ancestor's head.
"Creation Cauldron! Is this the Cauldron of Creation?" The butterfly fairy looked at the square pot suspended above Xiang Ancestor's head and muttered to herself.
Lu Ping and Long Huai Ancestor had already divided the true body of the Jiao Daoist before it turned into ashes, and when they saw Xiang Laozi sacrificing a square pot to store the puppet true body of the Turtle Daoist, Long Huai Ancestor also exclaimed: "Creation Furnace, Heaven-Opening Artifact Creation Furnace!"
Although Lu Ping also saw this Heaven-Opening Artifact for the first time, as the world's top alchemy master, he had already recognized it under the influence of the legend about this Kaitian-first pill furnace.
"Okay! Good! Good! What a spiritual treasure unsealed, what a magical power grafting, what a creation oven! One by one, you think that if you leave your backhand, you can get the deity? The deity was able to become the final victor in this passage formation 30,000 years ago, and today he can also get what he wants.
As the seeds of supernatural power successfully condensed in the body, the momentum of Pengdaoist's new body was rising steadily, and he couldn't help but laugh angrily when he saw that several of his mortal enemy bodies that had been transformed into puppets by himself actually left a back hand to deal with him after collapsing.