Lu Ping countered Jiao Daoren's puppet's weakness with his own strength. Although it seemed like Lu Ping had to cast several spells in order to succeed, in reality, all of this happened in a split second. It was just a strike that Lu Ping had planned for a long time.
Jiao Daoren's puppet naturally wouldn't let Lu Ping strip off its own spell so easily. In the instant that Lu Ping triggered the disaster, it had already condensed a huge amount of water elemental cloud Qi. The cloud Qi continued to condense, and under the gusts of cold wind, it floated above the sea of fire and began to rain.
However, all of this was still a little too late. Although the sea of fire was quickly extinguished by the rain, Lu Ping had already successfully condensed the Myriad Sword Art. He waved his hands toward the sea of fire that was about to extinguish, and two slightly dimmer colored fire seeds fell into his palms and disappeared.
Although Lu Ping had restrained his spell, the puppet's rain did not stop. The curtain of rain continued to move forward, and it looked like it was about to envelop Lu Ping as well.
At this moment, Lu Ping was not in a hurry. He formed a hand seal and muttered an incantation. Then, he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a gust of clear air. Suddenly, it turned into a gust of wind, blowing the spreading curtain of rain and the dark clouds in the sky in the opposite direction.
Seeing this, the puppet also changed its spell. The dark clouds actually took the initiative to let the gust of wind pass, and then slowly fell down. Together with the curtain of rain, it turned into an ice wall. When the gust of wind blew on it, the ice wall became even stronger.
Unexpectedly, Lu Ping also hid a trick in his spell. The wind that was blocked spun around and condensed into wind blades in midair, forming a huge green wind sword that stabbed toward the ice wall.
Countless wind blades struck the same spot on the ice wall at the same time. After a series of crashing sounds, the ice wall immediately shattered into pieces.
Lu Ping was using the Xuan Ling Sect's "Merry Eighteen Swords"!
Although the Xuan Ling Sect of the North Sea was still standing, it was like a vassal of Zhenling in the North Sea. The sect's inheritance had long fallen into Zhenling's hands. Naturally, Lu Ping would not miss the chance to obtain the Sword Technique of the North Sea Sect.
The second magic was completely broken by Lu Ping, and the broken ice turned into the original Profound Qi, pouring into Lu Ping's body through the void. A cold chill seeped into his bones. Even with Lu Ping's powerful body, he couldn't help but shiver.
The ice elemental origin essence condensed into the fifth ice elemental origin skill in his true spirit. It was called "Ten Thousand Miles of Ice Seal" and was naturally very powerful. It was an inherited skill of the Ice Dragon Clan that Lu Ping obtained from Yin Tianchu.
However, after Lu Ping shattered the ice wall, the sword skill's power was almost depleted. The puppet had seized the opportunity to cast another innate technique. A bleak aura rushed towards Lu Ping's face, making him feel a sense of familiarity, but at the same time, a sense of dread.
Fallen Petals Profusion Art!
Lu Ping had also finished cultivating this wood attribute original magic. Although this magic was strange and powerful, it was targeted at living creatures. It seemed to be of no use to the puppet transformed from the real body of the Seventh Patriarch, but it was a threat to Lu Ping!
However, just when the puppet was about to execute this Divine Ability, its body suddenly trembled, and then it let go of its hands that were forming seals. It suddenly waved its hand forward, and its entire body turned into a series of afterimages that flew back.
A sharp sword ray suddenly appeared at the puppet's previous position and slashed horizontally, shredding dozens of afterimages. Although the [Shapeless Sword Spell], which Lu Ping had refined to the level of a supreme technique, was ineffective, it still interrupted the puppet's attempt to cast its original technique.
However, the real body puppet also reacted very quickly. The moment it retreated, it had already condensed another original magic power in its hand. A long whip shadow whistled toward where Lu Ping was. Wherever the whip shadow passed, the void was shattered, and there was a sharp whistle. Lu Ping's Divine Thought suddenly became turbulent.
However, at this time, Lu Ping turned a blind eye to this whip shadow. The escape light under his feet flashed, and he actually chased the whip shadow toward the real body puppet.
Just as the real body puppet's magic power was about to hit Lu Ping, the void ten meters away from the real body puppet fluctuated, and a slightly childish and crisp shout came, "Kill!"
The three-inch wooden sword was held in the hand of a lively little person. The moment it broke through the void, it went straight for the real body puppet's left eye, and it instantly pierced through the real body puppet's magic power.
Lu Xiaoping, this avatar made by Lu Ping with 8,000 years of old old willow wood, had been carefully nurtured by Lu Ping for 500 years. Now, it had also reached the True Spirit Realm along with Lu Ping's cultivation … At least this sudden all-out attack was not weaker than an ordinary new True Spirit Realm cultivator.
This was one of the trump cards that Lu Ping had prepared for himself for a long time. Now that he suddenly used it, this attack was really like a flying immortal, greatly exceeding the real body puppet's expectations. It tried to block this unexpected fierce attack in a flurry.
The whip shadow that swept toward Lu Ping in the air was forcibly twisted by the real body puppet, which shocked Lu Ping. If it was Lu Ping who used this magic power with all his strength and then twisted it, he would at least suffer a lot of injuries because of the reverse flow of his True Qi, but the real body puppet in front of him really did it.
Before Lu Xiaoyou's three-inch small sword reached its body, it was whipped away by a whip shadow. At a glance, Lu Ping saw that there was a whip mark three inches deep on the chest of this avatar. The chest that was used to store the supreme-grade spirit stones to control the avatar was smashed, and the supreme-grade spirit stones inside were all turned into powder. The entire avatar floated in the void, motionless, and Lu Ping's head suddenly tilted back in an instant, as if he had been punched in the face.
The avatar was seriously injured, and naturally, Lu Ping, who was connected to its soul, would not have an easy time. However, Lu Ping endured the sharp pain in his Divine Sense and took advantage of this critical moment to break the real body puppet's magic power. Although the real body puppet tried its best to dodge, the sword still stabbed its left shoulder.
The sword entered three inches deep, and a vigorous and irresistible force suddenly surged from the real body puppet's body. Lu Ping, who had formed a sword seal to control the sword of true spirit, shook his hands, and the sword seal in his hands was immediately shattered. The inexplicable force did not pour into his body as Lu Ping had expected, and turned into the sword of true spirit that had pierced into his body.
This scene was very similar to what Wise Old Ape had encountered before!
The recoil force from the sword body made him retreat in the void. Lu Ping looked at the flying sword that was inserted into the real body puppet's body with a gloomy expression. He had no choice but to put away the avatar in the distance.
After scanning with his Divine Sense, Lu Ping breathed a sigh of relief. Only a part of the body of the avatar was damaged, and the chest cavity where the supreme-grade spirit stones were stored was affected. The Soul Cultivation Wood, which was used to store a part of Lu Ping's Divine Sense to control the avatar, was not damaged.
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