Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit - 1567. Chapter 1567 Body Sculpting (7)

After all, the people of Lu Ping were still a step too late. Although the ancestors Long Huai and ancestor Xiang rescued the Butterfly Fairy, Xiao Baiyu on the other side was forced to use a magical power to open the sky and made his body almost Close to the brink of collapse, although Lu Ping rescued Xiao Baiyu at the last moment, at this time, he was only left with a stream of pure true essence to protect the internal organs, so that the core space of the heart was not damaged.

However, Xiao Baiyu’s outbreak was not without results. At least when Lu Ping took over, the puppet of Taoist Peng was also worn out by Xiao Baiyu’s Heaven-opening Swordsmanship, although there was still a battle with the puppet. The strength, but he hadn’t seen enough of Lu Ping, who was so powerful and full of energy at this time.

At this time, Lu Ping had completed the absolute suppression of the puppet of Taoist Peng, and took advantage of his free time to look at the battle group where the ancestor Long Huai was.

When the three people just arrived here, they waited to see the situation on the field clearly, and the two ancestors of Long Huai and Xiang rushed towards Taoist Jiao and Taoist Gui, and the Taoist Peng who would be hit hard by Xiao Baiyu’s death. The real puppets were left to Lu Ping. It seemed that both of them had chosen the strongest opponent, but in fact they were greedy for the benefits of the two real puppets.

Despite this, the few people were still a little unwilling. If they could come a short time earlier, it would be fine, not to save Xiao Baiyu, but the three of them might be able to spare enough time to stop Taoist Peng from reshaping his body!

At this time, everyone wants to abandon the remaining three real puppets to prevent Peng Dao Ren from reshaping his body. These three puppets will inevitably entangle with them desperately under the Peng Dao Ren’s imperial envoy. If they don’t Destroying these three real puppets completely, they could not free up their hands to concentrate all their strength to prevent Dao Peng from reshaping their flesh.

The condensed starry sky vitality has gradually been shaped into a human form, and the true spirit of Peng Dao Ren who has freed from the bondage of this world’s origin has already plunged into it. The human form suddenly raised his hands and feet like a puppet, but it still keeps shaking his body. Any part of the body seems to be familiar with any part of the body.

However, although these sharply concentrated starry sky vitality can be condensed into a human form, they cannot be transformed into a physical entity.

However, at this time, the reshaping of Peng Dao Ren’s physical body was not completely over. A large amount of starry sky vitality condensed into a group of things that looked like liquid, suspended in the midair, constantly changing shapes, and then continuously following Peng Dao Ren. Adapting to the physical body is attached to it, and this physical body is constantly changing tall, short, fat and thin at the same time, as if Peng Dao Ren himself is not only adapting to the new physical body, but also transforming this physical body to make it more suitable for the true spirit. The characteristics of itself.

And at this moment, a jet of black ink suddenly seeped from the void behind the vitality figure, and gradually condensed, with a palpable heavy evil spirit, slowly attached to the vitality figure.

At the moment when a thick jet of black liquid seeped out of the void, Lu Ping once again saw the net of origin hidden in the barriers of this world’s space. It was this net student who was trying to break through. The ancestors of the seven fans who entered the infinite starry sky turned into ashes, and even the acquired spirit treasures of the seven feather fans could not break out of this web of origin.

It was precisely because of this net that many monks who entered the channel formation had to follow the killing game set by the Peng Dao people all the way to the present. There are now only five of the eighteen true spirit monks, and one of them is still half dead.

The Seventh Ancestor of the Open Heaven discovered and opened up this world. In order to hide and control this world, they finally set up this original web and attached it to the space barriers of this world.

The net of origin, this is the last barrier to guard this world, it is the net of origin woven with the seven or forty-nine supreme supernatural powers inherited by itself when the Seven Ancestors opened the sky. The same is true. It is also the foundation for the Seventh Ancestor of Kaitian to control this world.

Today, the Seventh Ancestor of the Open Heaven obviously only has Peng Dao Ren left. Although the loss of the physical body has greatly damaged Peng Dao Ren’s strength, as one of the masters of this world, Peng Dao Ren can still use the Net of Origin in this world. Collect things of good fortune to reshape the body.

However, for more than 30,000 years since the opening of the sky, is it that Peng Dao Ren has tolerated such a long time just to reshape a physical body?

The pitch-black liquid oozes out of the net of origin revealed in the void, and the thick suffocation exudes, as if there are millions of evil spirits shouting in it, as if all the fierce aura of this world is advanced and condensed. In that drop of black liquid.

Not only Lu Ping, even Longhuai ancestors and Xiang ancestors were also pale when they were affected by these murderous auras, and their expressions were full of fright.

The ancestor Long Huai waved the spirit treasure in his hand and fanned the puppet of Taoist Jiao. He pointed to Taoist Peng’s body that was about to be reshaped and shouted: “Sound of life, evil of life, you actually used the evil of life to reshape your body! The Devil’s Disaster, I understand, you understand, you originally provoked the Devil’s Disaster to kill people, but the original web of this world is used by you to collect the evil spirits after the death of living beings to reshape your body!”

Lu Ping didn’t know what the ancestor Longhuai said, but he could see that the ancestor Xiang on the other side was muttering, and there was a look of fear flashing across his expression. The real puppet of Guidaoren hits and flies.

And the Butterfly Fairy, who had just recovered, suddenly shot a strange brilliance after hearing the evil spirits, and seemed to know the evil spirits, and then he sacrificed the blood-removing needle again, and the blood-red mist on it had faded for some reason. At that time, he recovered a lot, and then he threw himself at the real puppet of Turtle Taoist.

And just at this moment, Lu Ping suddenly felt that the bloody aura permeating the blood-changing needle in Fairy Butterfly’s hand seemed to be quite similar to the aura of the evil spirits, except for the palpitating aura. But it’s not the same thing.

Peng Dao Ren’s physical body has been basically reshaped, but Peng Dao Ren did not control his flesh to launch a devastating blow to Lu Ping, but continued to condense the starry sky vitality around him, and even the starry sky vitality condensed at this time was compared to that. It used to be rich, even condensed into a flowing river of vitality.

At the same time, the dark, ink-like creature that had accumulated for an unknown number of years spread to the entire body at the moment when it dropped the vitality of the Peng Taoist body, and then went deep into the body and disappeared, only the skin color of the reshaped body was in the body. It seemed to deepen a lot in an instant.

At this moment, the face of Taoist Peng’s reshaped body suddenly wore a weird and evil smile.

And at the moment when the creatures blended into Peng Dao’s flesh, the vitality river that originally surrounded the flesh was surging with the sound of “crashing” water, which was like being caught in the void when it was flowing. After combing it through with a comb, the vitality of the starry sky returned to each other, and gradually began to form seven vitality rivers with different colors.

Colorful, yes, it is exactly seven distinct rivers of vitality, representing gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, and ice. Rainbow!