The poisonous fog in the Firmament of Myriad Poisons naturally had a great restrictive effect on divine thoughts. The moment the Longhuai Ancestor made his move, Lu Ping had indeed sensed a subtle change in Peng Daoren's magical power. However, this change was completely unfathomable to Lu Ping and the others. This was because Peng Daoren's divine thoughts were too broad. Even though the poisonous fog was restricting him, the damage to Peng Daoren's strength was still limited.
A bewitching black flame suddenly ignited in the black mist and spread to all the places that the black mist could reach. The swaying black flame always gave off an indescribable feeling, as though an abyss of hidden mysteries was opened to you, causing you to willingly devote all your attention to it while your heart was in a trance.
Black Prison Poisonous Fire!
Originally, it was just an ordinary heaven and earth strange fire. However, as Lu Ping continued to devour the world's strange poisons, especially the poisonous fog in the Firmament of Myriad Poisons and the golden fog formed by the Myriad Poisons Liquid, the power of this heaven and earth strange fire rose greatly.
Now, with the help of the power of the poisonous fog in the Firmament of Myriad Poisons, its power had more than doubled. No matter how strong Peng Daoren's divine thoughts were, he had no choice but to face this method.
Peng Daoren's response was also very simple. A thunder ball suddenly fell into the black flame. Then, the thunder ball exploded, and a thunder net spread out in all directions with the thunder ball as the center. All the poisonous fog and Black Prison Poisonous Fire within the range of the thunder net were rapidly weakened and even melted.
The origin of lightning could cleanse the world of all evil and sinister methods, and its might was indisputably the strongest of the eight great origins. Whether it was the poisonous mist hidden in the Sky Wall or the Dark Prison Venomfire that fed on strange poisons, in front of Daoist Peng's origin of lightning, they melted like snow under the scorching sun.
Another bolt of lightning flashed across the sky. Countless thunder lines split from this thick bolt of lightning. They were densely packed like the branches of a giant tree, or like a huge lightning broom. They swept away the thunder net that Peng Daoren used to wash away the black fog and Black Prison Poisonous Fire.
This bolt of lightning was Lu Ping's lightning-elemental essence. Naturally, only the lightning-elemental essence could defend against the lightning-elemental essence. Not to mention, the lightning-elemental essence was a type of essence that was highly destructive to divine sense.
After all, his cultivation was not enough!
Peng Daoren had no choice but to temporarily retract his divine thoughts to avoid the attack. Fortunately, this kind of large-scale killing magical power did not distinguish between friend and foe. Although Lu Ping had broken Peng Daoren's thunder net, it would not cover a large area. Otherwise, it would restrict the other two people who had joined hands with him.
Although Peng Daoren's divine thoughts were only partially restricted, it was enough for Peng Daoren's magical power to change between attacks. Xiang Laozu also realized the importance of restraining Peng Daoren's divine thoughts. He reached out and patted the Cauldron of Creation above his head. The huge body of the cauldron immediately began to spin rapidly. Five-colored Yuan Qi drifted out from the cauldron. However, it was no longer used to replenish Xiang Laozu's own Real Essence. Instead, it was like five-colored dust that drifted in all directions.
After the five-elemental origin dust dispersed, it contaminated the divine thoughts that were everywhere. As a result, the cultivators had no choice but to give up on the contaminated divine thoughts.
Xiang Laozu still seemed to be a little worried. He simply waved the five-elemental spirit light fan in his hand. The five-elemental origin dust spread out even more. As expected, the connection of Peng Daoren's magical powers became more and more disorderly. Although this change in rhythm was extremely subtle, for the few people who were fighting, it was enough for them to counterattack.
The Sword of True Spirit whistled through the air and cut into Peng Daoren's magical power. After that, it directly broke the water-elemental origin power that was reversing to wood-elemental origin power.
On the other hand, Peng Daoren had already spread out an even denser lightning net. However, the area covered by this lightning net was much smaller than when he had destroyed the poisonous mist and Black Prison Poison Fire. This lightning net was clearly targeted at Xiang Laozu's five-elemental origin power.
Although Peng Daoren's divine thoughts had been continuously restricted by Lu Ping and the others, it was still far from enough for the three of them to completely suppress Peng Daoren.
Although Lu Ping had interrupted Peng Daoren's transformation of magical power, it allowed Longhuai Ancestor to take the opportunity to use the numinous treasure to try and counterattack Peng Daoren.
However, even though Peng Daoren's speed of transformation of magical power was restricted, it was still much faster than Lu Ping and the others. Among the three of them, the only one who could match Peng Daoren in the transformation of magical power was Lu Ping, who was also a level-eight cultivator. However, his speed of transformation of magical power was still slower than Peng Daoren's. He could only follow behind Peng Daoren and react passively.
Golden mist suddenly appeared around Lu Ping. In the blink of an eye, it had filled a radius of dozens of feet. The golden mist that was emitted by the Ten Thousand Poison Source Liquid was a hundred times more powerful than the golden poisonous mist that Lu Ping had encountered in the Seven Stars Cave Heaven's Golden Valley.
Peng Daoren snorted. He had no choice but to once again use his thunder-attribute magical power to destroy the influence of the poisonous mist. This undoubtedly gave Xiang Laozu and Longhuai Ancestor a chance to get rid of the passive suppression.
The three of them gradually had a tacit understanding. The three of them took turns to use magical power to suppress the divine thoughts, maintaining the suppression of Peng Daoren's divine thoughts. Although this suppression had a negligible effect on Peng Daoren's strength, at least it allowed the three of them to fight against Peng Daoren from being suppressed to being able to find an opportunity to fight back.
It was a pity that Lu Ping had left the Nine Dragons Bell in Zhenling as an inheritance treasure. Otherwise, with the power of the Nine Dragons Bell, it could disrupt and even suppress Peng Daoren's divine thoughts from beginning to end.
And at this moment, a bloody light suddenly inserted itself into the battle where the three of them were besieging Peng Daoren. The timing was very precise. It was the moment when Peng Daoren's divine thoughts were suppressed. The Butterfly Fairy, who had been seriously injured by Peng Daoren and was on the verge of death, suddenly launched an attack. The appearance of the Blood Transformation Needle was not only unexpected by Lu Ping and the others, but also by Peng Daoren.
The bloody mist that lingered around the Blood Transformation Needle was originally the best method to erode divine thoughts, but this method was also the most restrained by the thunder-attribute magical power. However, at this time, Peng Daoren's thunder-attribute magical power was focused on dealing with the Thought Dissolve Powder that Lu Ping had scattered. Under the sneak attack, no matter how resourceful Peng Daoren was, he could not display a method to restrain the Blood Transformation Needle for a while.
There was a low "swoosh" sound. In the past, the bloody mist that lingered around the Blood Transformation Needle was actually actively peeling off and spreading this time.
Peng Daoren felt that there was another extremely evil force invading his divine thoughts. At this time, he did not even have time to expel it, because the force that was even more abominable than the one that was eroding his divine thoughts had already rushed towards his body.
The Blood Transformation Needle, hit!
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