The six layers of Gang Qi on Lu Ping's body were like a blooming six-colored lotus, and Lu Ping himself was standing in the center of the lotus. A broken water-controlling flag slowly rose from Lu Ping's head, like a wounded butterfly dancing around the lotus. A blue light curtain of running water poured down from the water-controlling flag, and palm-sized white jade lotus flowers floated in the running water.
Lu Ping didn't want to use the Golden Scale Sword to weaken Yuwen Feixiang's lightning attack first. Lu Ping had already sensed that Yuwen Feixiang's lightning attack was not only powerful, but also able to erase the user's divine sense and destroy the mystic treasure's spirituality.
The Golden Scale Sword had continuously withstood Yuwen's Divine Lightning twice, and Lu Ping had already noticed that although the sword itself was protected by Lu Ping's Zhenqi, it was still inevitably damaged. Afterward, Lu Ping would probably need to nourish it in the core space for a period of time before it could recover.
With a loud crackling sound, the lightning caused the blue light curtain to be suffused with a brilliant purple light. The white jade lotuses floating on the light curtain were destroyed one by one. However, with the endless supply of True Essence from Lu Ping, the white jade lotuses stubbornly regenerated on the light curtain. However, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't keep up with the speed of being destroyed by the purple lightning.
Lu Ping's face darkened slightly, and the blooming lotus Gang Qi suddenly expanded outward, driving away the purple lightning flowing on the blue water curtain, turning it into nothingness in the poisonous mist, and Lu Ping's body could not help but tremble.
At this moment, a golden spot suddenly broke through the gray mist, and it was precisely at the moment when Lu Ping's control of his body was at its lowest due to the lightning strike.
Someone actually came to take advantage of Lu Ping at this time!
Lu Ping's face changed slightly, and a white jade lotus the size of a bowl suddenly came out of his chest. When the light flowed over the white jade petals, dense runes appeared on them, and Lu Ping's body immediately stopped trembling.
Lu Ping suddenly gave a low shout, and the white jade lotus Gang suddenly shrank, merging with the light curtain pouring down from the water-controlling flag. With a cracking sound, Lu Ping's Divine Lightning was full of cracks. The water-controlling flag fluttered and stretched rapidly above Lu Ping's head, but the golden spot still shattered the double defense of Lu Ping's Divine Lightning and defensive magic treasure.
Lu Ping shouted and the Golden Scale Sword, which was already ready to strike, turned into a golden curtain of light. A total of 1,296 sword lights almost gathered together and slashed at the golden curtain of light.
A golden light flashed, and the body was revealed, which was actually a fist-sized golden pill.
A spirit-nurturing magic treasure!
This was a late Core Forging master who had just participated in the siege of Yuwen Feixiang. When the middle-aged Dharma adept of the Yuwen family arrived, he knew that there was no hope of killing Yuwen Feixiang, so he immediately retreated. Unexpectedly, he met Lu Ping halfway through, who was entangled by the mysterious magic of the Yuwen family.
However, what surprised him even more was that when Lu Ping blocked the attack of Yuwen Feixiang, the stone armor could no longer conceal the depth of Lu Ping's cultivation. This seemingly very young cultivator was actually a mid Core Forging adept.
This person had a lot of guts, and he dared to participate in a battle between late Core Forging adepts. The ignorant were truly fearless! Even if this person had a trump card, how could he ignore the difference between a mid Core Forging adept and a late Core Forging adept? Moreover, he was a ninth Core Forging adept who was about to reach the Golden Core stage.
Since he was going to die sooner or later, he might as well die at the hands of the Old Man. Although the Old Man did not care about the wealth of a mid Core Forging adept, it was still meat. Moreover, this time, he was going deep into the Fallen Archipelago to look for a Heaven-level spiritual item. Under the pressure of the Dharma adepts of Laozu, the chances of success were slim. If he could not achieve his goal, he could only exchange spirit stones and treasures. That would be the most difficult time for him. Therefore, it was a good choice to take this opportunity to prepare for a rainy day.
Just when Lu Ping was in a weakened state after blocking the attack of Yuwen Feixiang, the cultivator directly attacked with his life treasure, intending to kill him with one blow and then quickly escape. After all, there was a crazy Dharma adept behind him. If he caught up with him, he would not be able to escape.
However, what surprised the cultivator was that this mid Core Forging cultivator was able to recover so quickly from his sneak attack. The successive protective magic treasures and magic treasures seemed to be extremely powerful, allowing this mid Core Forging cultivator to use his flying sword to block the attack.
However, this struggle was still useless in the eyes of the cultivator. How could the life treasure of a ninth Core Forging adept be so easily blocked!
However, an even more shocking scene occurred. Although Lu Ping's Golden Scale Sword tried its best to disperse the light on the golden bead, it still could not stop the golden bead from moving forward.
Just as the golden bead was about to pierce through Lu Ping's heart, a white jade lotus the size of a bowl suddenly appeared in front of Lu Ping's chest. The pure white petals glowed with light and the runes on them seemed to form a mysterious array formation. The golden bead slammed into the white jade lotus and felt as if it had fallen into a ball of soft cotton. The white jade lotus swayed continuously and the light it emitted became brighter and brighter. In the end, the golden bead couldn't take another step forward.
Lu Ping opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. But before the blood could splatter on the ground, his hands formed a complicated hand seal in mid-air. Under the Ninth Layer Core Forging Realm cultivator's shocked gaze, Lu Ping turned into a streak of blood-red light and disappeared into the poisonous fog. The bright blood-red light almost dyed the surrounding gray poisonous fog a dark red.
Blood Light Escape!
The ninth Core Forging adept stepped through the poisonous fog and grabbed the golden bead in his hand. The dim golden bead immediately returned to its original state.
He raised his head and looked in the direction Lu Ping disappeared in. The strange smile on the cultivator's face deepened. Can he escape from the Old Man? The Old Man insisted on chasing after Lu Ping. Perhaps he would find some surprises on this mid Core Forging adept's body!
Behind him, there was a faint flash of lightning. The ninth Core Forging adept's expression changed, and he chased after Lu Ping. However, he seemed to be in a panic.
Lu Ping used the Blood Light Escape to increase his speed. Just as he was about ten kilometers away, his face paled and he quickly stopped the secret technique.
The blood Lu Ping had just spat out had turned into a bloody mist that surrounded Lu Ping's body. This was what Lu Ping was relying on to use the Blood Light Escape. However, the bloody mist had already turned dark red. If Lu Ping used the secret technique again, the poison hidden within the bloody mist would infect Lu Ping's True Essence and contaminate Lu Ping's bloodline. Although Lu Ping had the Myriad Poison Meteorite Shield to protect his body, it would still greatly damage Lu Ping's vitality. It would take years or even decades for him to recover.
Just as Lu Ping stopped using the Blood Light Escape, Lu Ping's expression changed. Although Lu Ping was unable to fully spread out his Divine Sense, Lu Ping could still faintly feel a tyrannical aura rapidly approaching from several kilometers behind him.
Although Lu Ping could not determine who it was, the severely injured Lu Ping immediately determined that it was the late Core Forging adept. Even if it wasn't, Lu Ping could only act like a frightened bird. He changed directions and fled again.
After covering another distance of tens of li, Lu Ping could still faintly sense the aura of the cultivator behind him. By then, Lu Ping was certain that the cultivator behind him was coming for him. Additionally, the distance between the two of them did not widen. Instead, it grew closer.
Ever since Lu Ping comprehended the minor escape technique, especially after Lu Ping combined the minor escape technique with the Sea Deception Art to create an even faster escape technique, Lu Ping had never prepared another escape technique magic treasure for himself. The reason being, there was seawater everywhere in the ocean. It could be said that the ocean was Lu Ping's natural home ground. By relying on the seawater to activate his escape technique, Lu Ping's speed was not inferior to cultivators with escape techniques.
At that moment, however, Lu Ping was vaguely regretting his decision. The Fallen Archipelago was filled with dangers everywhere. However, the most dangerous place was the seawater. Not even a late-stage Core Forging Cultivator would dare enter that place. Therefore, after Lu Ping entered the Myriad Poison Firmament Wall, he had only landed on some of the islands. He dared not venture deep into the ocean, let alone use the seawater in the Fallen Archipelago to cast his escape technique.
"He he, Your Excellency, why are you struggling like this? You should know that the difference between our cultivation bases is huge. No matter what, it is impossible to make up for it. Since Your Excellency dared to enter the Fallen Archipelago with the identity of a mid-stage Core Forging Cultivator, it is true that you have some abilities that are beyond the reach of ordinary people. However, I assume that you are prepared to die here. If Your Excellency can leave behind your storage artefact, I will escort Your Excellency's soul out of the Myriad Poison Firmament Wall after Your Excellency dies. Otherwise, Your Excellency's soul will not be able to survive in the Fallen Archipelago.
Lu Ping continued to fly forward, turning a deaf ear to the threat of the cultivator behind him. However, the expression on his face became even more determined.
"He he, just a deathbed struggle!"
The cultivator behind him was getting closer and closer. At this moment, if Lu Ping were to turn his head, he would be able to see a blurry figure through the fog. The figure seemed to be taking a stroll as it rushed over from behind Lu Ping.
At that moment, a shining pearl suddenly appeared above Lu Ping's head. The flashing lotus-shaped astral energy around his body shrank, leaving only a layer of golden astral energy around Lu Ping.
"Eh, this layer of astral energy looks familiar!"
As soon as the cultivator finished speaking, his expression changed and he seemed to have thought of something. He quickened his steps and suddenly closed the distance between him and Lu Ping in a flash of light.
However, it was too late. The cultivator saw Lu Ping plunging headfirst into the dark-red seawater and disappearing from sight.
"Quite courageous. He even dared to dive into the seawater here. Is he not afraid of being turned into blood by Jiao Daoren's phlegm?!"
The cultivator fiercely cursed his bad luck. He hesitated on the surface of the sea for a while, but in the end, he didn't dare to chase after Lu Ping. In his opinion, Lu Ping was already dead.
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