Lu Ping knew where Long Huai Patriarch's faith came from, unlike the monks who normally practiced the Seven Realms of the Seventh Realm, because Peng Daoist was reshaping his physical body, the Seven Realms Fellow Practitioners he carried out were real Seven Realms Fellow Practitioners, that is, at the same time opening the origin of the seven attributes and reshaping the origin of the Origin Supernatural Power.
Usually, if a monk wants to practice multiple attributes, he must first cultivate his natal origin supernatural powers to perfection, that is, he must reach the perfect realm of the first realm of true spirit before he can open other attribute initiates, which means that although Lu Ping has also opened the seven major attribute initiates, in fact, the water attribute origin as his natal origin has already been fully cultivated, and he is actually a fellow practitioner of the six realms.
The reason why Daoist Peng was able to give up his origin and go directly to the path of fellow practitioners in the Seven Realms was to buy time, and secondly, because he had sufficient confidence in his own control after starting over.
However, Daoist Peng never thought that in this world, there would be such an outlier as Long Huai Ancestor and others, or even if he thought that several other Heaven Opening Ancestors might have left a backhand, it would be impossible for four monks with the True Spirit First Realm to be perfected at once, let alone gather eighteen True Spirit cultivators to break through the level at once, causing the many obstacles he had laid down to be broken one after another, until now even his own reshaping body has suffered unprecedented resistance.
The starry sky vitality he had gathered was constantly plundered by the Creation Cauldron, disrupted by the Qianjun Stick, disturbed by the Qiankun Wine Cauldron, provoked by the Blood Transformation Divine Needle, and blown away by the Seven Feather Fans.
A few hateful juniors, bad deities, if it weren't for the deity's physical body being condensed by living beings, this deity would have been fighting for ten thousand years to destroy it, and then he would have to complete two or three origins first, and then slaughter you one by one!
"You juniors just want to prevent the Seven Realms of the Seven Realms from reaching the state of perfection, but what can you do, since the deity has been planning since the beginning of the heavens, how can you and the other juniors succeed if they want to destroy it!"
Pengdaoist's words showed his invincible contempt for Long Huai Ancestor and the others.
In the increasingly chaotic seven primordial essences, a golden color emerged from scratch and became more and more dazzling, until there was another long river of vitality in the primordial flow formed by the seven primordial essences.
The golden dance, the thunder flashed, and at the moment when this vitality river was formed, the remaining seven vitality rivers were suddenly overshadowed, this was the origin of thunder!
The four of them suddenly changed their expressions, and Daoist Peng actually directly opened the origin of thunder for his physical body when the seven origin initiates could not achieve it.
What is he going to do, fellow practitioners of the Eight Realms?
Although the Eight Realms initiates only have an additional source of thunder compared to the Seven Realms initiates, the difficulty does not know how many times it has increased.
However, Lu Ping immediately knew why Daoist Peng took the risk to open the supernatural power infusion of the origin of thunder.
The thunder river crossed the void, and the blood divine needle was first defeated by the thunder, and it collapsed in an instant; The Cauldron of Creation and the Cauldron of Qiankun Wine can interfere with the seven origins, and there is obviously nothing they can do about the origin of thunder; Only the thousand-jun stick was still trying to chase, but the thunder river was winding and the thunder passed by, but the thousand-jun stick was just flying like a headless fly, but it could never catch up.
A thunderbolt rushed out of the thunder river, drawing a thunderbolt in the void, hitting Daoist Peng's body, Daoist Peng's body was instantly submerged by the thunder, and then the thunder did not gradually dissipate, but shrank inward, slowly seeping into his body.
A dim feather on the tail feather of the Peng True Spirit that rose behind the Peng Daoist suddenly shone brightly, and a trace of thunder roamed like an electric snake, and the Peng Daoist had suddenly begun the first thunder origin deep condensation.
The origin of thunder was obviously an existence that several Heaven-Opening Artifacts could not interfere with, and even for these Heaven-Opening Artifacts, because of the cultivation of several Heaven-Opening Ancestors, the Origin of Thunder could even restrain their power to a large extent.
However, the fellow practitioners of the Eight Realms were no small after all, Daoist Peng was already unable to control the other seven origin essences at this time, and even directly restrained the counterattack of the living spirits against them, Lu Ping took the opportunity to release the mother-son traction formation and withdraw the protection of the Ten Thousand Poison Meteor Yuan Gang for the other three.
"Stop him!"
Xiang Laozu transformed into a true spirit, a giant turtle like a mountain directly crashed into the vitality river, the Creation Cauldron was still hanging high above the giant turtle's head, swallowing and exhaling immeasurable source energy, and he didn't know if he really had a way to prevent Daoist Peng from condensing the origin magical power of thunder, or to take the opportunity to incorporate the scattered other origin essence into the Creation Cauldron for his own use, or both.
Long Huai Ancestor had a solemn expression, although the Qiankun Treasure Cauldron in his hand claimed to be able to mobilize all the vitality in the world, before disturbing Daoist Peng to condense the seven origin magical powers, the Qiankun Treasure Cauldron could be said to have contributed the most, but in fact, this Heaven-Opening Artifact had no effect on the origin of thunder in the slightest, because among the seven ancestors who opened this world at the beginning, none of them comprehended the origin of thunder and raised their cultivation to the eighth realm of true spirits.
However, Long Huai Ancestor's next actions deepened Lu Ping's fear of these people, and a small crystal hammer appeared in his hand, which was the treasure of the Crystal Palace's town sect, and the Tiger Daoist Heaven Opening Artifact, which was originally supposed to be in the hands of Yuanjiu Ancestor.
Long Huai Ancestor threw the crystal hammer, and this Heaven-Opening Artifact suddenly grew in the process of being thrown away, and smashed straight towards the top of Pengdao Daoist's head.
It happened that the converging golden thunder river was another thunderbolt slashing towards the Peng Daoist's body, and the crystal hammer directly hit this thunderbolt, and countless electric snakes were thrown in all directions, but in the end, this electric light still retained half of its power and fell on the physical body of Long Huai Ancestor.
This weakened thunder source was obviously not enough to build a thunder origin supernatural power, and the Peng Daoist was waiting for the crystal hammer to bounce back into the air and was about to spew fire, but in the end he was still helpless!
However, although Long Huai Ancestor's blow worked, the backlash of the thunder origin soon followed, Long Huai Ancestor gasped, and the natal spirit tree in his hand brushed dozens of spiritual lights one after another, trying to protect himself.
Although Long Huai Ancestor tried his best to protect himself from being hurt too much, Lu Ping could still see Long Huai Ancestor's trembling hands under his sleeves and the thunder flashing on his skin.
But these two people were far from the butterfly fairy's next move shocked Lu Ping, just at the moment when the Dragon Huai Ancestor was bitten back by the origin of thunder, the butterfly fairy on the side suddenly raised a pitch-black oval shield with both hands, the shield seemed to weigh as much as a thousand pounds, even the butterfly fairy had to use both hands to assist it to sacrifice it on the top of his head.
Then, in Lu Ping's shocked gaze, the butterfly fairy plunged headlong into the source of thunder that was raging in the void.
This is, tortoise shell?
Countless golden light electric snakes smashed towards the butterfly fairy like a waterfall, but were blocked by the shield above her head, and at the same time, the tortoise shell hung down a gray-black curtain of light to block the butterfly fairy below outside.