Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit

Qiao Xipeng's mid-level magic weapon shield was blown to shreds by blood beads. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and was thrown away from a distance. The clothes on his body suddenly became tattered and embarrassed.

The seriously injured Qiao Xipeng could not take care of the spirit snake at this time, and hurriedly took out a few jade bottles from the storage bag, and put a few pills from the middle to the mouth.

When he raised his head and was about to put the medicine in his mouth, he was suddenly shocked!

At some point, a large iron seal with three lengths, widths and heights of three three feet three inches has risen above his head. The black iron seal covers the sky above Qiao Xipeng's head, and the magic power circulating in the iron seal will cause the "landslides" at the bottom of the seal. "The two characters smeared out a series of hideous dark lights.

Qiao Xipeng no longer cared about the spirit pill that was about to be eaten in his mouth, because "Landslide" had already been photographed towards Qiao Xipeng with the momentum of the top of the mountain.

Qiao Xipeng cried out strangely. At this time, it was too late to escape the heavy blow of the "landslide" and could only resist. Although the previous shield had been shattered, a hemolytic master naturally had more than just this.

A tree crowned intermediate magic weapon flew out of Qiao Xipeng's storage bag, which flew over Qiao Xipeng and turned into a big tree, hiding Qiao Xipeng underneath.

However, only a "creak" was heard, the branches of the big tree were crushed by the "landslide", and the trunk of the big tree was crumbling, as if a roof beam was about to collapse at any time.

Qiao Xipeng saw that his magic weapon was smashed in half, and the mana he output seemed to hit an iron wall. The mana of the counter-shock made his pale complexion suddenly turn red, and bursts of chest tightness made him feel better. Uncomfortable.

Qiao Xipeng roared angrily: "The upper-level magic weapon, which shamelessly attacked your uncle Qiao family, are you afraid that my Qiao family and Xuanling sent you to settle accounts?"

As soon as Qiao Xipeng's words fell, only a soft sound was heard on the sea. Lu Ping had already flew from the bottom of the sea to the reef island. At the same time, he raised his hands, and dozens of the best blood charms were spilt on Qiao Xipeng without money.

Qiao Xipeng saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young monk jumping out of the sea. It was the blood-refining monk of the True Spirit Sect that he had attacked before. He couldn't help but wonder: "It's you, you didn't die?"

At this time, dozens of various talismans turned into various spells and exploded beside Qiao Xipeng, blasting the aura around Qiao Xipeng's body into turmoil.

Qiao Xipeng smiled contemptuously, and said, "Joke, what use are these blood-refining gadgets?"

As soon as Qiao Xipeng's words fell, he heard a loud "click", and the crumbling tree was finally overwhelmed and broke completely.

"Asshole!" As soon as Qiao Xipeng's cursing words were uttered, a mouthful of blood was sprayed out immediately. This real spirit sect little beast actually used a talisman to disperse his mana and then destroyed his magic weapon.

However, Qiao Xipeng guessed wrong again!

With the last support of the big tree magic weapon, Qiao Xipeng, who had escaped from the "landslide", just came and took a breath. He saw the little beast of the True Spirit faction holding a jade talisman in his hand, and the golden light on it was shining. , As if about to flourish.

"Fu Bao! Damn it!"

The real purpose of dozens of talismans before this little beast was to protect him from launching the talisman!

Qiao Xipeng flipped his hand, holding a silver jade charm in his hand, which was also a charm!

Qiao Xipeng desperately injected mana into it, but the long-term fighting skills coupled with the severely injured body had already caused his mana to be exhausted.

Lu Ping's talisman was finally activated, a cloud of golden light burst from the jade talisman, condensed into a golden short spear over Lu Ping, and stab at Qiao Xipeng quickly.

Qiao Xipeng saw the golden short gun, as if he had seen a ghost, and said in anger: "Why do you have a golden gun talisman? You killed my brother?"

Having said that, ignoring that the talisman in his hand had not been fully activated, he hurriedly activated, a silver light leaped into the air and turned into an ordinary sword light and slashed towards the golden short spear.

The two collided in an instant, but there was no sound. Only the aftermath of the spell shot out and cut half of the reef island out of the sea to pieces.

Lu Ping was surprised, not because Qiao Xipeng also had a talisman. He even had one on his brother. As his elder brother, the eldest son of the Qiao family, it is not surprising that a monk in the hemolysis phase has a talisman.

Lu Ping didn't expect Qiao Xipeng to have time to activate the Talisman. Although he did not fully activate it after being seriously injured, Qiao Xipeng was a monk in the hemolysis stage after all, and the power of the two Talismans did not want to go up and down.

Lu Ping took his eyes and found out that the baby talisman in Qiao Xipeng's hand was circling light. There were three spiritual halos in it. This was a talisman made by a real person with three layers of forging alchemy. No wonder it could quickly resist the golden gun talisman. Fu Bao has only one spiritual halo, which is only made by a real person on the first layer of forging pills.

Fortunately, Lu Ping's methods didn't stop there. With his hands raised, two red low-level flying swords shot at Qiao Xipeng quickly.

Qiao Xipeng had calmed down from the anger of discovering the murderer of his younger brother. Lu Ping was seen offering a low-level magic weapon to fight him. He finally relieved and said with a gloomy smile: "Finally, are you so poor? Today, your uncle Qiao family. I told you to live or die and avenge my brother!"

After all, the mid-level flying sword that I used to fight against the spirit snake was severely cut off to Lu Ping’s two red flying swords~www.ltnovel.com~ and when the two intersected, the red flying sword suddenly burst. Opening, the huge explosive power also exploded Qiao Xipeng's flying sword into two parts!

Qiao Xipeng yelled: "Despicable!" He looked up and arrived!

This time, Qiao Xipeng, who was originally seriously injured, could not get up again.

That mid-level flying sword is Qiao Xipeng's natal magic weapon!

The so-called natal magic weapon is a weapon that is connected to the mind and mind of the monk based on his cultivation method and physique and selected suitable spiritual materials. This weapon will continue to improve with the improvement of the monk's cultivation level. The monk's most powerful last killer.

Being seriously injured, Qiao Xipeng only wanted to kill Lu Ping as soon as possible, so he used his last ability. Nowhere did he think that the cunning Lu Ping would explode with a blood sacrifice artifact.

This time the natal magic weapon was destroyed, and Qiao Xipeng's already badly injured body finally collapsed like the last straw that overwhelmed the camel.

Lu Ping calculated step by step, and Qiao Xipeng finally fell into the middle.

The cautious Lu Ping did not step forward, but sacrificed Qiao Xipeng's sword to the head of Yan Jian's flying sword. Only then did he rest assured that he took off his storage bag in the past.

Lu Ping originally wanted to take out the blood bead from Qiao Xipeng's heart, but he didn't want to dissect the human body. The reason why the sea snake monster's heart was cut before, after all, the sea snake monster's monster is not a human being.

Lu Ping thought for a while, and burned Qiao Xipeng's body with a fire. In the end, only the mana contained in the three blood beads was retained and Lu Ping took it into his bag.

Lu Ping finished the aftermath work of destroying the corpses and looking around, only to find that the dying sea snake monster had disappeared.

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