Hundreds of feet away, Lu Ping, who was covered by the five-colored light, smiled. Ying Li's trick was quite good. But what kind of magical power was the Yin Blood Scraping Technique that made Ying Li so afraid that he made up his mind to blow up his own body the moment he heard it?
Although Ying Li's Zhen Yuan was imprisoned, the Lone Eagle was known as the lone wanderer in the world of cultivation. He always had many desperate means to survive in the face of death. Otherwise, how could he have made such a name for himself in the world of cultivation? Even the descendants of the various demon clans with the Peng bloodline would turn pale at the mention of his name!
Just as Ying Li was about to blow himself up, a cyan-red light quickly escaped under the cover of the explosion. At this time, the cultivators of the Lingyun Valley also realized that Ying Li was trying to sneak up on him. What he blew up was only his body, but the Dharma Form had left his body and was trying to escape.
"Fool, the Dharma Form is the condensation of the Zhen Yuan and the essence of the bloodline. How can you survive under the five-colored light?"
The Monks Of Lingyun Valley spoke very quickly, but before he could finish, a scream came from afar. It was Ying Li's voice.
Ying Li obviously did not know that the five-colored light could cause such serious damage to the Dharma Form. The Monks Of Lingyun Valley hurriedly called for the two cultivators behind him to catch up. They had to snatch Ying Li's Dharma Form before the five-colored light obliterated the Dharma Form's consciousness and original essence. Otherwise, they would be left with nothing.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the three of them moved, a vague figure had already flown to the place where Ying Li's Dharma Form was one step ahead of the three of them under the cover of the five-colored light.
"Who are you? How dare you!"
The Ling Yun Valley cultivator roared angrily, but the person who came did not seem to feel anything. He stretched out his hand and grabbed forward, and Ying Li's miserable cries came to an abrupt end. Then, before the three of them arrived, the blurry figure plunged into the multicolored light, making it difficult for them to find any traces of it.
"Damn it, we worked so hard for so long, but it was all taken away by someone else!"
One of the cultivators cursed fiercely.
The cultivator of the Lingyun Valley looked in the direction where Ying Li's Dharma Form had been taken, wondering what he was thinking.
Another cultivator saw the expression of the Monks Of Lingyun Valley and thought that he had discovered something, so he asked, "Senior Brother Ye, did you discover that person's identity?"
The person whom the Monks Of Lingyun Valley called Senior Brother Ye was actually the person who had spoken to Friar Mu in green and the suspected direct descendant of the Yuwen Clan, Yuwen Jinglei, Friar Ye.
Friar Ye came back to his senses and said, "That's not it, I'm just a little worried. This time, what we're planning may very well expose our identities."
The two cultivators were shocked when they heard this. They naturally knew the consequences of plotting against the direct descendant of the Peacock royalty. The Peacock royalty was known as the number one force of the Demon Clan, even more famous than the overseas Green Sea Snakes. The Lingyun Valley and the Demon Clan of the Endless Mountains had been fighting openly and secretly for many years, but they had never gained much from the Peacock royalty. There were often rumors in the Cultivation World that they had accidentally suffered some losses.
Although the cultivators who intercepted the Peacock royalty this time were a private operation by a few direct descendant cultivators who had a good relationship with a few of the major forces, once their identities were exposed, the Peacock royalty would be enraged, and it would be a disaster for the Cultivation World. They might also face the possibility of being abandoned by their sects.
Although there were hundreds and thousands of demon clans living in the Endless Mountains, the Peacock royalty alone had the right to speak in the Endless Mountains. In the face of such power, even the Lingyun Valley, as one of the Five Holy Lands, would often have to retreat, let alone take the initiative to provoke them.
The first cultivator continued, "Senior Brother Ye, it can't be. In this land of five elements, a cultivator's divine sense, vision, and hearing are all greatly reduced!"
Friar Ye said, "You saw it too. Ying Li's Dharma Form appeared in front of us, and the hidden person took it away from us. Obviously, everything we did before was under that person's eyes. I'm afraid the identity of the Monks Of Lingyun Valley will be difficult to protect."
Another cultivator said, "How is that possible? I've been paying attention to our surroundings and didn't notice anyone spying on us! Besides, even if he heard us, so what? We've all used our powers to conceal our faces. Even if he spread the news, we can just deny it to the Peacock royalty in the future. Our sects will protect us. "
Friar Ye shook his head and said, "Junior Brother, although your powers are not weak, from what I can see, that person's power is definitely not weaker than mine, and his powers are even stronger than yours!"
The other cultivator seemed a little unconvinced, but he remembered that the person in front of him was one of the seven streaks of rainbow light of the Lingyun Valley. He was at the mid Dharma stage, and his knowledge and vision were far above his own. He had always admired him. If he said that the person's Eye Sorcery powers were above his own, then it must be true.
Friar Ye seemed to have thought of something and suddenly smiled. He said, "I hope that person knows what's good for him and doesn't want to get involved in our fight. Otherwise, if I find out who he is, it will be a fight to the death."
Lu Ping walked through the colorful light in a few different directions. He was confident that he would be able to remove all traces of himself, and then he stopped at a place where there was no one around.
Lu Ping casually set up a restriction around him. However, under the erosion of the colorful light, the effect of the restriction was constantly weakening, but it could still hold on for a while.
Lu Ping opened a spirit-sealing box, and a blood-red three-inch eagle Dharma Power with a snake's tail flapped its wings and was about to fly out of the box. Unexpectedly, thin lines of spiritual light appeared around the spirit-sealing box, and the little eagle was firmly trapped in the box.
"Lu Tianping, it's you!"
After failing to escape, the Blood Eagle Dharma Power had to return to the spirit-sealing box. At this time, the Blood Eagle Dharma Power saw that the person outside the spirit-sealing box was actually Lu Ping.
This Blood Eagle Dharma Power was naturally Ying Li, who had escaped from the self-destruction of his body.
"What will it take for you to let me out?"
After seeing Lu Ping, Ying Li unexpectedly calmed down and asked Lu Ping coldly.
"What do you think?"
Lu Ping smiled and asked Ying Li, who was trapped in the spirit-sealing box.
Ying Li looked up at Lu Ping and asked, "You want to kill me?"
Lu Ping smiled. "Actually, I also want to know how you became dao companions with Fellow Yang Rujun. If you want to tell me, then tell me. If you don't want to tell me, I can only use a mystic technique to see if I can get anything useful."
Ying Li sneered. "Mystic technique? Do you think you're a great cultivator? Even a great cultivator might not be able to use a mystic technique on me, not to mention that we're just cultivators of the same level. However, I do want to be soul-searched now. At least I'll try my best to counterattack, and you won't have it easy either. "
Under the threat of the "Yin Blood Shaving Technique" of the Monks Of Lingyun Valley, Ying Li would rather sacrifice his body than reveal anything. Naturally, Lu Ping did not think that he could pry open his mouth, so he said directly, "In that case, let's just wait and see!"
With that, a majestic Divine Thought immediately entered the imprisoned Dharma Power.
Ying Li screamed and said, "How can your Divine Thought, how can it, ah … spare me, give me a quick death. Don't even think about it, I won't let you have it easy even if I die …"
The mystic technique of soul-searching was extremely difficult to perform. It often required the cultivator's Divine Thought to be far stronger than that of the target, and a lot of preparation, so that the mystic technique of soul-searching could be used to its fullest extent.
However, Lu Ping did not have the time to prepare these things now. Ignoring Ying Li's ghostly cries and howls, Lu Ping only focused on invading Ying Li's consciousness with his Divine Thought, tracing the fragments of memories all the way up.
After a while, Ying Li's roars became weaker and weaker. Due to the confusion of his consciousness, he even began to babble nonsense. Lu Ping's brows furrowed tighter and tighter. Obviously, the effect of the soul search was not ideal. In the end, he had no choice but to divert part of his attention to listen to Ying Li's nonsense, hoping to get some supplement from these words.
The enchantment laid by Lu Ping became weaker and weaker under the erosion of the colourful light. When the entire enchantment collapsed with a crisp sound, Lu Ping opened his eyes at the same time. A pale look flashed across his face. Obviously, the soul searching mystic art had consumed a lot of energy for Lu Ping.
Under the erosion of the Soul-searching Secret Technique, Ying Li's consciousness had been completely obliterated, leaving only a Dharma Form that was about to collapse.
Lu Ping cast a few enchantments on the Blood Eagle Dharma Form, completely stabilizing its body that was about to collapse. Then, he carefully closed the Spirit Sealing Box and put it into the storage magic tool.
Putting a Soul Returning Pill into his mouth, he began to refine the medicine and began to nourish and restore his Divine Thought. At the same time, Lu Ping also began to sort out the memories of Ying Li that he had obtained through the soul searching mystic art.
Unfortunately, because there was not enough preparation, the soul searching mystic art was not successful this time. There were not many memory fragments obtained, and most of them were useless. Only a few seemed to be of some use, but there was no memory about the Peacock royalty and whether the Lone Eagle had a plot because of his relationship with Yang Rujun. This made Lu Ping slightly disappointed, but he was immediately attracted by another memory.
"Five Elements Spiritual Light Fan, there is such a treasure? But the Life Plume Feather of the Peacock royalty is not so easy to get! "
Perhaps it was because Ying Li had just figured out that the five peacock girls had been robbed continuously, so the memory was particularly deep. Under the soul searching mystic art of Lu Ping, it was completely preserved, so that Lu Ping also knew the crisis that the five peacock girls might be facing at this time.
Lu Ping even suspected that the vitality turbulence caused by him absorbing the Five Elements Yuan Qi and paying attention to Samling's Five Elements Leaf might have been mistaken for the Peacock race. Otherwise, how could he be continuously followed and monitored?
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