When Peng Daoren tried to kill Lu Ping with the original power of thunder, besides Longhuai Ancestor, Xiang Laozu and the butterfly fairy also made their moves. However, they did not go to help Lu Ping. Instead, they both rushed towards Peng Daoren's body.
Apart from Daoist Peng's absorption of the seven great essences, the four of them had already joined forces to disrupt the rest. Only the lightning essence was left to condense Daoist Peng's divine abilities and protect his newly reconstructed body.
However, this time, Peng Daoren suddenly mobilized so much original power of thunder to kill Lu Ping. The original power of thunder, which was used to protect his body, was greatly reduced except for the power of thunder. Almost at the same time, the two of them realized that their chance had come. Therefore, they both tried to destroy Peng Daoren's rebuilt body. As for Lu Ping, it was his duty to fight for the chance of immortality!
Xiang Laozu, who had been harassing Peng Daoren from the outside, suddenly smashed his Fifteen Ton Cudgel at Peng Daoren's body, while the butterfly fairy protected herself with the turtle shield. Ignoring the cracks on the shield, she directly bumped into Peng Daoren's body.
With a thunderous boom, the small amount of original power of thunder, which had been used to protect Peng Daoren's body, was shattered by the Fifteen Ton Cudgel. Immediately after, the butterfly fairy bumped into Peng Daoren, and the small amount of original power of thunder became even thinner. At the same time, a tremendous impact came. For a moment, Peng Daoren was stunned. He could no longer stay still, and had to take a few steps back to dissipate the impact.
With a crisp crack, even though this turtle shield was made of Taoist Gui's body of true spirit, it could no longer withstand the double pressure from the butterfly fairy and the original power of thunder, and instantly shattered.
However, the shattered tortoise shield was still shimmering with light. If one took a closer look, they would be able to see that the runes left on the shattered tortoise shield were the runes that were able to withstand the tempering of the thunder origin source.
Although the runes were scattered across the shattered tortoiseshell, they formed a complete whole. Furthermore, after being tempered by the origin of lightning, the quality of the shattered tortoiseshell had even improved slightly.
The moment the tortoise shield shattered, the fragments shot towards Peng Daoren's body at the same time. The nine fragments embedded themselves into the thunder essence that Peng Daoren had used to protect his body in different directions. As the fragments shot out, a blood-red light, hidden by the fragments, headed straight for Peng Daoren's heart.
"Shatter the armor and break the formation!"
Peng Daoren let out a strange cry. Clearly, he knew what this deliberate attack of the butterfly fairy meant. However, by now, he had used most of the power he had accumulated to kill Lu Ping and snatch the Seven Treasures Thunder Calabash. Facing this attack from the butterfly fairy, he was somewhat powerless, unless …
Seeing the fragments penetrate into different parts of the original power of thunder, the butterfly fairy's face lit up with joy. "Break!" she cried.
"Not good!" Peng Daoren's expression changed instantly. Just as he was about to do something else, he saw the nine pieces of tortoiseshell embedded in the original power of thunder suddenly explode. This time, the nine pieces of tortoiseshell completely turned into powder. Immediately, the last layer of the original power of thunder protecting Peng Daoren's body exploded into pieces. The area within a radius of tens of feet was filled with golden snakes of lightning.
Xiang Laozu and the butterfly fairy clearly had a tacit understanding. In a split second, Xiang Laozu had already abandoned the Thousand Pound Staff that had been damaged by the original power of thunder. Just as the original power of thunder was destroyed by the butterfly fairy, the Cauldron of Creation suddenly tilted and a colorful thick liquid poured down from the mouth of the cauldron. The thick liquid flowed in all directions and continued to dilute. However, with Peng Daoren's body as the center, it formed a colorful ring of light that continuously spread in all directions.
Wherever the colorful ring of light passed, the exploded original power of thunder was pushed outwards. The area around Peng Daoren was empty. There was no longer anything to protect him!
At the same time, the blood light of the Blood Dissipating Needle no longer needed to cover its tracks. It did not even care about the blood mist around it being dissipated by the lightning. It just rushed towards Peng Daoren's heart.
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Just as Xiang Laozu and the butterfly fairy cooperated tacitly and attacked Peng Daoren at the same time, Lu Ping had also reached the moment of life and death.
Although the original power of thunder was jointly eliminated by Lu Ping and the Longhuai Ancestor by two-thirds, the remaining lightning still directly obliterated the spirit of the Linglong wine cauldron. It even turned this pure Yang spiritual treasure into a pool of molten iron that spilled everywhere.
Although the original power of thunder was slightly blocked by the Linglong wine cauldron, it still continued to fall on top of Lu Ping's head. However, this moment was enough for Lu Ping to respond.
Amidst the rising purple gas, a long, distant roar that seemed to bring with it the vicissitudes of life came. The purple gas tumbled, as if an ancient existence was winding its way through the void. Occasionally, it would reveal some scales and claws. Even the steaming purple gas could not hide its golden light.
As the river of thunder poured in, the purple Qi did not wither but swelled even more. Vaguely, there was the sound of waves surging in the purple Qi, like the fog that filled the eastern sky when the tide surged. Suddenly, there seemed to be a pearl that shone with a blazing light like the rising sun. Even the thick purple Qi could not cover it, and there seemed to be a huge body circling around the pearl.
The roars came again and again, and the sound of the waves rolled. The purple Qi became more and more violent. Lightning climbed on the purple Qi, like a purple cloud with a golden edge. It also seemed like a golden net was woven in the sky, trying to trap something inside.
Ancestor Long Huai shot over like a bolt of lightning, and he saw the violet energy rising and stretching for almost 3km. However, his Divine Sense was forcefully obstructed by the violet energy, and he was utterly unable to find out the truth behind it.
Longhuai Ancestor wanted to rush into the purple Qi several times to help, and he wanted to see what kind of power Lu Ping was hiding inside, but the fruitless probing of his Divine Thoughts gave him a sense of extreme danger. For some reason, Longhuai Ancestor had a vague feeling that Lu Ping would definitely be safe.
At this moment, Xiang Laozu's furious and shocked shout rang out in the distance. When he turned to look, he saw Butterfly Fairy shrieking in pain as her body was sent flying backwards. Blood splattered in the air, forming a blood-red mist.
Longhuai Ancestor was shocked. He took a deep look at the purple Qi, then turned and flew towards where Peng Daoren was. Before he could even be seen, Longhuai Ancestor had already shouted, "Fellow Xiang, don't panic. I'm coming!"
In the depths of the churning purple Qi, although Lu Ping had turned into a true dragon, he was already at the end of his tether.
Beneath his true dragon form was a sea of lightning source. Lu Ping had actually turned the sea of lightning source into a pool of lightning at the very last moment. He wanted to make this ball of lightning source his own. This was a gamble of life and death. If he succeeded, he would be able to resolve the crisis and even reach the heavens in a single step. If he failed, he would be reduced to ashes, and everything would be for naught.
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