All kinds of calling, all kinds of searching!

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After Sang Yu's incident, Lu Qin'er and Lu Tao Huā did not continue to be interested in shopping and sweeping goods, and followed Lu Ping to find a clean inn to live in. Uploaded by netizens ==《》bsp; However, there is no spiritual vein in this town, and the spiritual energy in the air is thin, and thousands of monks of all levels have poured in, where can people still enter the cultivation, Lu Qin'er and Lu Tao said to Lu Ping, and then returned to the golden house.

The monks of the Royal Beast Spirit Sect were actually able to see through the body of Lu Qin'er who was transformed into a demon, which also gave Lu Ping a wake-up call, although the Demon Transformation was originally the thing of the Royal Beast Spirit Sect, and that Sang Yu obviously noticed the identity of the two of them after discovering the shrunken Demon Transformation Sect brought on Lu Qin'er and Lu Tao Huā, but since that Sang Yu was able to see through Lu Qin'er's heels, it was difficult to guarantee that other monks did not have such a secret magic power as the "Bi yù Spirit Pupil" of the Royal Beast Spirit Sect.

In fact, Lu Ping's own cultivation of the "Three Pure Pupils" is not under the "Biyù Spirit Pupil", but the two have their own emphasis.

Fortunately, Lu Tao Huā has the seal set by the Dragon Huai Ancestor back then, and she can hide her heels, unless she can meet a monk who is more powerful than the Dragon Huai Ancestor, otherwise, even the "Biyù Spirit Pupil" of the Royal Beast Spirit Sect will have no effect on this.

However, it is not useless for Lu Ping to let Lu Tao huā bring the demon Zhuo, although the ancestor of Longhuai hid her heels, but it could not change the fact that she was a demon clan, if there was no demon Zhuo, the secret that Lu Tao Huā was not a human monk could not be kept in front of people.

At least it is regarded as a demon clan, and there is also a layer of Lu Ping's identity as a spirit pet to protect her, if she violently touches the spirit demon's heels, even the Faxiang monks can't protect her.

Early in the morning, the whole town was boiling, and now the alliance of eighteen small and medium-sized forces in the Hebei cultivation world will enter the Yingyù swamp to encircle and suppress the Moluo, and the monks who came from all over the town will gather in the town and prepare to follow behind the twenty-five forces.

Lu Ping had just come out of the inn, and the void in front of him was a shock, and in the frightened eyes of the monks around him, the void that shook dàng was like a water pattern, and a sound-transmitting magic sword suddenly stretched out from it.

Void transmission, that's the method of the Dharma Cultivator!

In the town, because of yesterday's rì, there were many people who made Lu Ping, and seeing that Lu Ping took the sound transmission sword that appeared in front of him casually, after checking the contents, Lu Ping said something to the magic sword, and then pushed the magic weapon into the space bō pattern and disappeared, and then the space bō pattern that moved dàng also calmed down again.

Fortunately, he was not taken by the lard yesterday, and snatched the treasures of him and the two little girls, and this person really had a Faxiang monk behind him as a backer, but where did the little lady who followed him go?

After Lu Ping restored the magic sword passed by Guo Tianshan's ancestor, his face was a little more worried, judging from the news from Guo Tianshan's ancestor, what Sang Yu said yesterday was obviously true, and the situation was even more complicated than Lu Ping imagined.

In such a situation, only Guo Tianshan, Liang Tianfeng, and Qu Tiancheng, the three early stage ancestors of the Dharma Phase, wanted to stir up a lot of wind in them?

"Have you heard? This time, under the initiative of the Lingwu Sect, the 18 small and medium-sized Mén factions in Hebei Province launched an encirclement and suppression of Moluo, and there were 25 Faxiang monks alone, led by the late Faxiang monks of the Lingwu Sect into the Yingyiù Swamp. ”

"What's more, this time, in addition to the twenty-five ancestors, each faction also sent a total of eighty-one monks in the late stage of the forging pill, it is said that these monks are all above the eighth layer of the forging pill, and they all have the potential to achieve the law phase in their respective mén factions. ”

"Hmph, there are many monks hidden in this town, not only the scattered cultivation of the land of Hebei, but also the monks of the surrounding Henan land, the lower plains and the high places in the upper reaches of the river, and I don't know how many are hidden around this town, this time the encirclement and suppression of Moluo must be bloody, and I don't know how many people can survive. ”

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Listening to the discussions of the monks around him, Lu Ping's divine thoughts extended outward, and sure enough, he found that there were far more monks in this town than he imagined.

Lu Ping raised his eyebrows, raised his head and looked at the northern sky, and immediately heard a monk shouting in the distance: "Here, the monks of the Eighteen Sects are here!"

The monks in the town looked far away, and saw that twenty-five colorful rays of light had streaked huge light marks in the sky, leaving a long shadow of light in the sky, and in an instant, they swept over the town and flew towards the swamp.

Sure enough, there are twenty-five Dharma Aspect Cultivators!

The overwhelming coercion swept from afar, and the monks gathered in the town let out a tsunami-like exclamation, and before these monks could react, these retreats had already swept over the town and flew in the direction of the Ying yù swamp, such a big scene, most monks may have only experienced this once in their lives.

Seeing the distant light of the twenty-five Dharma Cultivators disappearing into the sky, a lot of miscellaneous light suddenly rose in the town and the vast wilderness around them, and they quickly chased in the direction where the twenty-five ancestors had fled.

However, just as these retreats had just disappeared, the monks in the town suddenly exclaimed again: "There are people again, these are probably eighty-one seed cultivators in the late stage of forging pills among the eighteen sects!"

When everyone raised their eyes, they saw that there were dozens of colorful lights roaring in the sky, although these dozens of lights were not as vast as the previous ones, but they were better than the large number, and they were used together as if there were countless meteors in the sky crossing the sky.

After these dozens of retreats crossed the sky above the town and headed towards the Yingyù swamp, the town and the surrounding monks were completely boiling, and hundreds of retreats flew away almost instantly, following the previous retreats towards the Yingyù swamp, and then the continuous retreats continued to rise from the surroundings, forming a colorful light curtain in the sky that had been connecting the edge of the Dao sky.

Rao is Lu Ping boasted that he was well-informed among the monks of the same level, but when he saw the huge scene of the monks flying up one after another, he also felt that his scalp was numb for a while.

The monks who entered the Ying yù swamp first or first may face greater dangers, but there is no doubt that there will be more opportunities and gains, and those who dare to chase the monks of the major mén sects in Hebei to enter the Ying yù swamp at the first time at this time are naturally monks who are somewhat confident in their own strength, none of these thousands of monks are below the forging pill stage, and even the monks in the early stage of forging are very few.

Lu Ping was not in a hurry to enter it, and when he turned to leave, he heard a monk next to him whispering: "It's strange, didn't you say that there are a total of eighty-one monks from the eighteen Mén sects who have entered it, how can you only have eighty ways of retreat?"

Lu Ping smiled slightly, and a light rose into the sky, disappearing into the sky in the blink of an eye, and there were still lights rising one after another in the town, heading towards the swamp.

Because the Ying River and the Ying Lan River are the flood discharge places of the two rivers in the flood season, the Ying yù swamp is not only a vast area, but also a piece of mud everywhere for many years, and in the rainy season, it becomes a swamp country, many debris carried from the two rivers but silted up here, the plants growing in the swamp wither and rot every year, and then soaked in muddy water, and over time a layer of faint poisonous miasma rises in the sky above the Ying yù swamp.

Although these miasma poisons are weak, even ordinary monks can resist them, but these miasma qi is stronger than penetration, and concealment is strong, and ordinary monks often don't take it seriously after noticing it, but if they stay in the swamp for a long time, the poison will eventually penetrate into the monk's blood bones and lurk, causing damage to the monk.

The swamp is vast, and there are many dangers in it, if the Mo Luo is hidden in it, the monks may not be able to encircle and suppress it in a short time, but the various factions in Hebei still discussed the three-month period of encirclement and suppression, considering the miasma that permeates the swamp, and the three-month period is the time limit for these miasma to penetrate into the monk's bloodline.

These miasma poisons naturally did not play the slightest role in Lu Ping, on the contrary, Lu Ping became very interested after perceiving these miasma.

These miasma poisons are not too strong, but they are better than tenacity, and the concealment and penetration of this poison are extremely strong, if it weren't for Lu Ping's ten thousand poison slurry, which is known as the "mother of all poisons", I am afraid he would not care about this miasma.

Lu Ping's Talisman Qi Ten Thousand Poison Meteor Yuan Gang can enhance its own power by absorbing various toxins, and the same is true of the Ten Thousand Poison Pulp in the Golden House, and more importantly, once the toxins condensed by the Ten Thousand Poison Pulp are strong enough, then the Ten Thousand Poison Pulp will condense by itself into a Heavenly Rank Spiritual Artifact.

This is what Lu Ping values the most, after he mastered the refining method of forging spirit pills, the biggest problem he faced was the shortage of this kind of heaven-level holy spirit object.

Before, he had three-quarters of his body, a total of twenty-seven drops of ten thousand seconds yùlù, but after refining a few furnaces of forging elixir, except for the three drops of ten thousand seconds yùlù accumulated by the True Spirit Sect for thousands of years, the ten thousand seconds yùlù used in the rest of the three furnaces were his own, which was also the reason why he was unwilling to give more forging spirit pills to the Mén faction, so many ten thousand seconds of yùlù appeared, and the consequences of this impact were still difficult for Lu Ping to grasp.

Lu Ping's retreat entered the Ying Yù swamp after a while, he held up the Ten Thousand Poison Meteor Yuan Gang, naturally ignoring the imperceptible miasma around him, and the speed of the retreat did not slow down in the slightest, and flew straight towards the depths of the swamp.

At this time, the swamp, after the invasion of a large number of monks, has long been desolate and lonely, the swamp seems to be lively all of a sudden, dull magic roars, crazy beast roars, all kinds of terrible screams, monks' roars and screams, from all sides of the swamp sounded, and then to all directions.

Lu Ping's divine thoughts swept over and walked straight towards a muddy pond ten miles away on the left. To see the first ad-free, please go to "" bsp; Please share