The Flame Spirit Coffin couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air when he saw the ball of water disappear. He didn't expect a ball of water like this to be so powerful that his grandfather had to erect five walls of fire in order to block it.
One had to know that the difference between a great technique and a peerless technique depended on who was casting it. In the Flame Spirit Coffin's opinion, the great technique cast by his grandfather, Yan Jiuxiao, was even more powerful than his own peerless technique. But it was precisely such a powerful defensive technique that Lu Ping's water ball had pierced through four times in a row.
If that ball of water had been poured on his head just now …
The Flame Spirit Coffin felt a lingering fear when he thought about it. He probably wouldn't even have a corpse left!
Not only did Lu Ping's ball of water frighten the Flame Spirit Coffin, it also caused Yan Jiuxiao's heart to skip a beat!
This ball of water was obviously condensed by Lu Ping using a divine ability. However, Yan Jiuxiao was proficient in fire cultivation methods and divine abilities. Naturally, he had dabbled in many water cultivation methods, divine abilities, and secret arts that naturally countered his body. However, despite his thousand years of experience, his pure Yang cultivation, and the knowledge of the Fire Phoenix Clan's patriarch, he had never seen anyone who could use such a strange yet powerful water!
The liquid condensed within the ball of water was definitely not any kind of high-grade heaven-ranked spirit water in this world. Even if Yan Jiuxiao refined his natal spirit water with his own cultivation, it wouldn't be able to produce such a powerful force!
Yan Jiu Xiao's lifebound spirit fire was also extraordinary. It was the lifebound spirit fire born from his Ninth Grade Golden Core, which was condensed from three types of mid-grade earth-rank, low-grade heaven-rank, and high-grade heaven-rank Heaven and Earth spirit fires. Its might was far stronger than a high-grade heaven-rank spirit fire. But in front of Lu Ping's ball of water, the wall of fire formed from his lifebound spirit fire was pierced through four times in a row. In the end, it perished together with the last wall of fire.
Although Lu Ping was only testing the waters this time, he was still shocked when he saw the true power of the Triple Lights Sacred Water in front of him. Even though he had already imagined the power of the Triple Lights Sacred Water to be powerful enough, he was still shocked when it was actually displayed in front of him.
Lu Ping's techniques were like an endless torrent of water. While Yan Jiuxiao was still creating five walls of fire to block the Triple Lights Sacred Water, Lu Ping had already taken advantage of the situation to attack from the other side. Three of the six serpents that Mo Li had transformed into connected their heads and tails to form a larger serpent that looked more like a dragon. One of the serpents shook its head and swung its tail, activating a spatial ability as it tried to swallow Yan Jiuxiao in a single gulp.
Yan Jiuxiao's expression was solemn. He had no time to recover the energy he had lost from creating five walls of fire in a row, so he forcefully condensed a strand of essence energy from his core space. Then, he waved his hand in front of him and a fiery-red feather condensed from rich essence energy appeared in front of him. The feather then floated towards the roaring serpent and transformed into a huge Fire Luan that stretched out its neck and let out a long cry, clashing with the serpent.
However, even though Yan Jiuxiao barely managed to block one of the Flood Dragons with his lifebound plume feather, the other Flood Dragon soundlessly broke through the void and swiped at Yan Jiuxiao with its two giant claws.
Left with no other choice, Yan Jiuxiao could only retreat again and again. As a result, he no longer had the mental strength to protect the Flame Spirit Coffin behind him from the wind and rain.
"Jin 'er, hurry up and retreat!"
Yan Jiuxiao could only open his mouth to warn Yan Jiuxiao. Lu Ping's series of attacks would not be able to do anything to Yan Jiuxiao in a short period of time, but Lu Ping had never thought that he could defeat the Fire Phoenix Tribe Elder in a short period of time. His true target was the Flame Spirit Coffin behind the Fire Phoenix Tribe Elder!
The Flame Spirit Coffin had already reacted the moment Yan Jiuxiao was forced to retreat by Lu Ping. Lu Ping had targeted him from the very beginning and had laid down layers upon layers of attacks, causing Yan Jiuxiao to be hindered at every turn. But in the end, Yan Jiuxiao was still unable to defend himself. At this time, the Flame Spirit Coffin no longer had any thoughts of putting on a brave front. All he wanted to do was to retreat and avoid Lu Ping's meticulously planned assassination.
However, Lu Ping's attacks were far faster than he had expected. Just as Yan Jiuxiao was forced to retreat, the space around him rippled, and his avatar Lu Xiaoping had once again appeared in front of the Flame Spirit Coffin. The green willow sword was pointed straight at the Flame Spirit Coffin's left eye.
The Flame Spirit Coffin panicked. His shoulder, which had already been pierced by the sword, had affected his ability to evade. Due to the increase in Lu Ping's level of cultivation, his avatar, which had become even more powerful, posed a threat to the Flame Spirit Coffin that was no less than facing a practitioner who was also at the peak of the mid Dharma stage.
A burst of fire exploded in front of the Flame Spirit Coffin. The green willow sword was ultimately affected, and it did not hit the Flame Spirit Coffin's left eye. However, the sharp sword aura still left a line of blood on the left side of his face.
However, even after avoiding Lu Ping's ambush, the Flame Spirit Coffin still did not dare to relax. Lu Ping's attacks had always been continuous. He never pursued a one-hit kill, but because he was too powerful, his opponents were often defeated after only one or two rounds. In reality, Lu Ping's methods had always been like flowing water, pervasive and never-ending.
Sure enough, after Lu Xiaoping missed this attack, the space in the direction that the Flame Spirit Coffin had just dodged shook. The Flame Spirit Coffin was shocked, but there was nothing in the shaking space. The Flame Spirit Coffin was stunned at first, and then his expression changed drastically. He remembered that the person in front of him still had an extremely strange Invisible Sword Magic, so he hurriedly turned around and dodged again.
However, the Flame Spirit Coffin's movements were too late. The blue sword aura of the Tranquil Water Sword had already pierced through the Flame Spirit Coffin's Shield of Vigor and revealed its tracks. The tip of the sword was pointing straight at the Flame Spirit Coffin's heart.
There was no way he could avoid this attack. The Flame Spirit Coffin showed a look of despair. However, at this moment, a seven-colored light flashed across, and with a "ding", the Flame Spirit Coffin flew backward involuntarily as if he had suffered a heavy blow. In the process of flying backward, his face flashed red, and he could no longer suppress a mouthful of blood and spat it out of his mouth.
Lu Ping attacked the Flame Spirit Coffin at the same time as he repelled Yan Jiuxiao. However, Yan Jiuxiao was worthy of being a Pure Yang Cultivator, and he still had time to rescue him. Lu Ping withdrew the Tranquil Water Sword in great disappointment. Just when Lu Ping was about to kill the Flame Spirit Coffin, Lu Ping clearly saw the seven-colored light that blocked the Tranquil Water Sword. It was a seven-colored feather, the relic of the Luan Daoist.
He did not expect this thing to be so tough. Although most of the power of the Tranquil Water Sword was used for stealth attacks, it was still a first-tribulation spiritual treasure after all. Yet, it could not damage the seven-colored feather at all. The relic of the heaven-opening relic really lived up to its name!
Although Yan Jiuxiao had saved his grandson at the last moment, the Flame Spirit Coffin was already on the verge of death after being heavily injured by Lu Ping twice in a row. It could no longer pose any threat to Lu Ping. Instead, it would cause Yan Jiuxiao to be restricted in his upcoming battle with Lu Ping.
Yan Jiuxiao stood in front of the Flame Spirit Coffin and faced Lu Ping as if he was facing a great enemy. However, Lu Ping was not to be outdone. Although Mo Li was a spiritual treasure flying sword, she had transformed into a flood dragon and swam in front of Lu Ping. A white mist gradually rose in front of Lu Ping. The white mist condensed into a pool of clear water that floated in the air. The flood dragon that Mo Li had transformed into was swimming freely in this pool of water.
Yan Jiuxiao stared at the pool of water that had condensed in front of Lu Ping and asked in a serious voice, "This is the natal spiritual water that you condensed. The Old Man has never seen it before. May I know what kind of divine ability it is?"
Lu Ping smiled faintly and answered, "Triple Lights Divine Water!"
"Triple Lights Divine Water?"
A hint of confusion flashed across Yan Jiuxiao's face. He said seriously, "The Old Man has remembered it. It is truly miraculous! However, do you still want to continue today's battle? "
Lu Ping sneered, "I have never seen myself at a disadvantage!"
Yan Jiuxiao was taken aback for a moment. Only then did he point above his head. A hint of mockery flashed across his eyes as he said, "The Old Man admits that you have the qualifications to fight against the Old Man. If you want to fight, even though Jin 'er is a burden to the Old Man, you better think carefully about how confident you are in avoiding the threat above your head!"
Lu Ping looked in the direction Yan Jiuxiao had pointed and his expression immediately changed. Only now did he realize that this was only an extremely small space in the Heavenly Abode. Previously, when he was trying to break the spatial seal with the flood dragon blood essence, he had been extremely careful because he was afraid that he would cause this Heavenly Abode to collapse and be instantly submerged by the lava lake above his head.
However, during this chaotic battle, both Lu Ping and Yan Jiuxiao had used their spatial abilities multiple times. At this moment, this Heavenly Abode was already on the verge of collapse. If Lu Ping and Yan Jiuxiao were to fight again, this Heavenly Abode would definitely not be able to withstand the full power battle between two Pure Yang practitioners and collapse!
Just as Lu Ping's expression changed, Yan Jiuxiao had already retreated. He was no longer worried that Lu Ping would intervene. He grabbed the Flame Spirit Coffin in his hand, smiled coldly at Lu Ping, and left into the distance.
As expected, Lu Ping did not try to stop them. Instead, he watched them leave. Although he already had the strength to fight against a Pure Yang practitioner, in his heart, he still believed that he was only a late Dharma adept.
However, a battle between Pure Yang practitioners could cause the heavens and earth to collapse. Even in the world of cultivation, it was often necessary to use spatial abilities during battles to minimize the damage caused by the dissipation of the power of their respective abilities. How could this tiny Heavenly Abode before him withstand the fierce battle between the two of them?
In reality, this Heavenly Abode was already on the verge of collapse due to the damage caused by the battle between the two. At this moment, Lu Ping could even see through the arc of the Heavenly Abode to the fiery red lava that was surging beneath the surface. This Heavenly Abode could collapse at any time!
Once Yan Jiuxiao and his grandson retreated, Lu Ping also sensed the threat. However, he still wanted to search around before the Heavenly Abode collapsed and see if he could find any treasures left behind. Judging from the Fire Phoenix Clan's great efforts and the Flood Dragon's blood essence that Lu Ping had obtained, this Heavenly Abode was definitely not to be trifled with. It could even be the treasures left behind by the Seventh Patriarch of Heaven Creation.
However, he did not know that Yan Jiuxiao and his grandson had already plundered this Heavenly Abode clean over the past two days. Just as Lu Ping was about to search other places, the space above his head began to tremble. This was clearly Yan Jiuxiao's attempt to break open the Heavenly Abode and leave this place.
Lu Ping's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, Oh no, I've been tricked by this old fellow!
Just as this thought flashed through his mind, he heard continuous muffled sounds coming from above his head. The moment Yan Jiuxiao left the Heavenly Abode, he began to destroy this Heavenly Abode. Violent spatial tremors came from the arc of the Heavenly Abode, and several streams of fire descended from the sky. This Heavenly Abode that had been suppressed at the bottom of the lava lake was already collapsing!
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