In the Demon Suppressing Tower, Lu Xiaotian's expression, which was filled with enlightenment and madness, became clearer and clearer later on, and it seemed that the paths of all the immortal weapons were beginning to become clear.
The four realms of true immortality, the realm of true brightness! It came earlier than expected.
Lu Xiaotian stood up and swayed, holding several shadows behind him. They were actually the seven pagodas that Lu Xiaotian had cultivated. They had different auras and followed each other like shadows.
Lu Xiaotian's consciousness moved, and there were a few more shadows behind him. They were flaming people condensed by the formless mysterious fire. But there was still a clear difference between the breath and the Buddha's appearance.
As the spiritual consciousness spreads, shadows continue to split, showing the various phases of Buddhism!
Then they merged into one again, but it had been a long time since they had practiced with such concentration. Unknowingly, they had rolled away from the location of the Xuanshui Extremely Thunderous Spirit Array. The area that Lu Xiaotian passed by was, compared to the fairy spirits in other places,
The breath will be thinner.
Lu Xiaotian is going to move to another location and continue practicing where the fairy aura is stronger. Although the fairy crystal in his hand can still be used for a long time, the cultivation of him, Xiang Qingcheng and others in the Demon Suppressing Tower is too expensive.
It's a little bigger, and if the fairy aura in the void is left unused, Lu Xiaotian will naturally not do such a thing as consuming fairy crystals for nothing.
Lu Xiaotian floated out of the tower, stretched out his palm, and the Demon Suppression Tower shrank sharply in his palm, and seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye. Then Lu Xiaotian floated away and flew into the distance, looking for the next place where the fairy aura is relatively strong.
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In the past, the Demon Suppressing Tower could only be shrunk to a foot or so in Lu Xiaotian's hands, but after this period of practice, the Demon Suppressing Tower's shape has shrunk sharply. It's not that it completely disappeared and was brought back into the body. In fact,
It had shrunk to the size of a sesame seed and was put into Lu Xiaotian's sleeve.
Although it has not been restored to the body, being able to shrink to this size is already a big breakthrough for Lu Xiaotian.
Lu Xiaotian searched all the way for a place where the aura of fairy spirits was stronger. His spiritual consciousness spread out, and there was something strange on his face. Then he flashed and arrived behind a boulder. At this time, the aura on Lu Xiaotian's body was different from that of the boulder and the mountain behind it.
Completely integrated together. Unless you come close, or someone with a cultivation level far beyond Lu Xiaotian, it will be difficult to see what Lu Xiaotian is doing.
I saw two waves of immortal armies coming towards this side, one behind the other. There were three people in the front wave and five people in the back wave.
Lu Xiaotian was also extremely surprised when he saw them in the dark. Aren't they all immortal soldiers? There was a black turtle pattern on their clothes and armor. It seemed that they all came from the Turtle Spirit Fairyland and had the strength of the true fairyland.
The ones in front are running away quickly, while those behind are chasing closely. The front wave has fewer people, but the overall strength is slightly stronger than the five people behind. What is the other party afraid of?
Lu Xiaotian was a little confused, but he quickly realized it. He sensed a strong aura in another direction and blocked the three escaping immortal troops.
There is no way forward and there are pursuers behind. This is a perfect way to describe the situation at hand.
"Brother Bu, where are you guys going?" The leader, a man with a heroic face, had his hands on his shoulders and looked at the three fleeing true immortals in front of him with a playful expression.
"Fire Flame Immortal Sword Zhen Shuo!" Bu Feng's narrow eyes were shocked when he saw the heroic man Zhen Shuo in front of him. The two true immortals behind him also had earth-colored faces.
"The Flaming Immortal Sword is nothing more than what others have said. It cannot be taken seriously." Zhen Shuo waved his hand and said.
"Bu Feng, you guys should run away." The five people behind them chased after them. The first one was Zhou Yao, a woman with an overly plump figure. There was a little green shadow at the corner of her eyebrows, which made her originally beautiful face slightly too beautiful.
A hint of anger.
"Zhen Shuo, we all come from the Turtle Spirit Immortal Realm, and we are in the Immortal Class together. We will be punished by heaven's rules for harming our fellow practitioners." Bu Feng said this, but the worry on his brows lingered.
Obviously, I didn't expect that a few light words could scare the other party away.
"It's a joke, Bu Feng. When you snatched my sister's green silkworm bracelet, you also severely injured my sister, causing her to be poisoned by the green demon silkworm and died. Why didn't you say that we were all fellow members of the Turtle Spirit Immortal Realm? Why weren't you afraid of punishment from Heaven's Rules?
Already?" Having said this, Zhou Yao said with hatred on her face.
"I am also very ashamed of your sister's death. However, when I competed with her for the treasure, I did not intend to hurt her. It was just an accident that she was poisoned by the green demon silkworm poison. With my strength at the time, it was not bad that I could escape with my life.
There is no way to save her." Bu Feng defended himself.
"Okay, there's no need to engage in this pointless fight. Hand over your things, cut off one of your arms, and I won't care about today's affairs." Zhen Shuo said, as if the other person was born to be like this.
"Break off your arm? If Brother Zhen can promise to take us back to the Turtle Spirit Fairy Realm and never interfere in our grudges with the Zhou family in the future, it is not unacceptable for the rest of us to accept Brother Zhen's face." Bu Feng said.
He gritted his teeth and said, the other person's words were like a loud slap in the face, but in this situation, if he could save his life, he couldn't care less about losing face.
"I can't agree to this. I have an appointment with Miss Zhou. I can only say that after you hand over your things, I will no longer interfere in your grievances. If Miss Zhou brings trouble to you, I can't control it." Zhen Shuo.
He shook his head.
"Break one's arm? What's the difference between that and suicide? You really want to do something so extreme." Bu Feng and the two immortals behind him sank at the same time. It's just a verbal agreement, if they really believe it
Isn't that too childish?
"Then you refuse. You can't have the Golden Crow Feather. I gave you the chance. If you don't want it, then you can't blame me." Zhen Shuo sighed, stretched out his hand and made a stroke in the air from top to bottom.
A fire shadow floated out at an astonishing speed, and it was impossible for ordinary immortals to catch the trajectory of the fire shadow.
"Golden Crow Feathers?" Lu Xiaotian originally thought that the two waves of immortal armies had some grudges against each other. Now that there was no one around, he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to get to know each other. He didn't have to worry about being discovered by killing each other. It was just Zhen Shuo's
The casual remarks aroused Lu Xiaotian's interest.
At this time, the little fire crow is in the Demon Suppression Tower. When it was in the spiritual world, the little fire crow was very powerful and could swallow any fire. However, after arriving in the fairy world, its potential seemed to be exhausted. Although it has been refined now.
The power of the forty-nine drops of flame is pretty good, enough to face some true immortal-level experts. According to Lu Xiaotian's eyesight, with the forty-nine drops of flame, if there is no other means, the little fire crow can only
Able to do this.
The Little Fire Crow obviously has the bloodline of an ancient fairy bird like the Golden Crow, but it is a bit thin. Since it is a Golden Crow feather, it may be of some help to the Little Fire Crow. Even if the Little Fire Crow has no use for such a treasure,