"Dongfang's strength is actually so tyrannical. It has improved so much compared to before going to the Xuanyong battlefield." Fu Lianyue and others who were still surprised by the silver-haired old man's cultivation and previous realm suddenly discovered that Lu Xiaotian had been silent.
Bu Xiang entered such a situation.
On this side of the Xuanyong battlefield, with the body of a heavenly immortal, Lu Xiaotian could still gain the upper hand against this silver-haired old man who had fallen into the realm but could still be called a half-step golden immortal. The immortal world was so big, how many people could compete with it?
Comparable?
"Great Sun Immortal Sect?" Lu Xiaotian looked at the huge black fireball in front of him again with some hesitation. After the trip to the Dharma Mirror Immortal Tree, Lu Xiaotian returned to Lingxiao Palace and used his projection clone to explore the Ice and Thunder Palace again, but he encountered
After killing the people of the Great Sun Immortal Sect, the projection clone collapsed. He has a little understanding of the methods of the Great Sun Immortal Sect.
The magical power of this silver-haired old man has some traces of the Great Sun Immortal Sect. The Great Sun Immortal Sect seems to have made a lot of moves in the Ice and Thunder Palace in recent years. Lu Xiaotian is very interested in the teleportation array in the Ice and Thunder Palace.
If he really wanted to work under Emperor Qinling in the future, Lu Xiaotian would still want to explore this teleportation formation again. An extra life-saving passage is not a bad thing after all.
The silver-haired old man was frightened and angry when he was repulsed by Lu Xiaotian's palm. He could not help but feel a little embarrassed when he was repulsed by a young immortal. The old man took a deep breath and changed his previous contempt for Lu Xiaotian and began to pay more attention to Lu Xiaotian than ever before.
The black fireball swayed in the void and turned into six fireballs. Under a burst of distortion in the void, each fireball turned into a look similar to the old man, and turned into six flaming giants carrying long swords. Among them, the silver-haired old man
The figure disappeared from the original fire ball, and was replaced by a languid figure in each flame giant.
With the appearance of the six black flame giants, the astonishing fire power spread to all directions. This fire power is the product of the fusion of the demonic essence and the power of law in the silver-robed old man's body. One law and all things, one law.
The power is cultivated in the hands of different people, and it is displayed differently. What's more, the old man in silver robe is a member of the evil Jie clan.
Naturally, Lu Xiaotian would not let him use his methods wantonly. He suddenly turned into seven Nirvana statues, with one standing in the middle and six scattered around, fighting tit-for-tat with the black flame giant.
A series of fists and palm seals intersect, it seems that the Nirvana Dharma is fighting fiercely with the six black flame giants, but in fact the artistic conceptions of both sides are spread out, and they are also engaged in a fierce confrontation. The surrounding void is experiencing intense and frequent vibrations.
At this time, the almost transparent holy flame of Nirvana collided with the ever-fluctuating ripples of black flames, and strange chirping sounds could be heard endlessly. The old man among the black flame giants gritted his teeth, and now he had let go, but he still had no choice but to help the junior in front of him.
.If it hadn’t been for the large number of people brought here this time, I’m afraid the boat would have capsized in the gutter.
After a fight, the silver-haired old man had given up all thoughts of killing Lu Xiaotian by himself. At this time in Xuanyin City, the silver-haired old man still had to consider his retreat and did not dare to let go. After all, the Wang family secretly revealed the information to him.
, how could the silver-haired old man not know if he wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone. If it was consumed too much in Lu Xiaotian's hands, even if Lu Xiaotian could be killed, few of him and the dozen or so immortal-level experts who came with him would be able to survive intact.
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Originally, the silver-haired old man was extremely confused about whether to take action. The original plan was to take action after a certain amount of turmoil occurred in Xuanyin City, but this turmoil was within the control of the Wang family.
Since the other party can control the size of the turmoil, they can naturally put it out at any time, so the silver-haired old man hesitated. However, the turmoil in Xuanyin City this time was far beyond expectations. A large group of cloud and sand figurines attacked, and there was a possibility of directly attacking Xuanyin City.
Such a situation, even if the neighboring fairy city will quickly send people to rescue after hearing the news, it will never be calmed down in a short while.
As a result, the silver-haired old man had less worries. Even if the Wang family and the Hu family had other plans secretly, in this chaotic situation, the silver-haired old man and his party could still take advantage of the chaos and retreat.
If he could get all the benefits from killing Lu Xiaotian, he would even be able to defeat them all. As long as he leaves the confines of Xuanyin City and wanders further to the edge of the Xuanyong battlefield, what can the other party do to him?
"Lonely Bird, Wujiao, you two come over here, give me a helping hand, kill Dongfang Dansheng, and then leave quickly. This Xuanyin City has become a place of trouble and trouble, and it is not suitable to stay for a long time. Whether or not the other people are killed does not mean anything to us.
big."
Seeing that he could not take down Lu Xiaotian alone, and even had to be at a disadvantage, considering the retreat, the silver-haired old man could not care about the problem of losing face at this time. As long as he could take down Lu Xiaotian, he could get the magic mirror elixir and magic mirror in his hand.
With the Mirror Leaf, he can hope to repair the defects in the power of the law, regain the Golden Palace, and become a Golden Immortal-level existence again.
"The Sword Comes"
"Okay!" The bird-faced man in a black coat and the old man with double horns and green scales on his forehead responded at the same time. Several cyan flying swords were swung, and the huge golden fork held by the lone bird was directed towards Lu Xiaotian in the middle area.
Coming in a swift attack.
The Nirvana Dharma flashed in the void, avoiding the attacks of the lone bird and the horned monster. These two monsters were not weak. Lu Xiaotian had no problem fighting the silver-haired old man. Now there are two more powerful monsters.
The enemy felt extremely difficult for a while. He did not dare to confront the enemy head-on and stayed in a stalemate. The opponent had an absolute advantage and it was very easy to give him a fatal blow. For a while, several people were just wandering around in the void.
It shuttled back and forth at high speed. From time to time, a very short collision sound was heard.
It seems that the fight between the two sides is not fierce, but in fact the degree of danger is even greater. It is necessary to constantly adjust the law space constructed by oneself, and to avoid the enemy to a certain extent. Choosing not to confront the enemy head-on, after all, is to
Pay a little more price. This process is extremely demanding for Yuan Shen to judge the ever-changing situation.
If the soul is slightly weaker, the reaction is slightly slower, and there is even the slightest mistake, it is very likely to be severely damaged. A silver-haired old man would definitely not dare to do this easily and cause trouble in the middle of a busy life. Even if he was once a powerful person at the Golden Immortal level,
I would never dare to do this.
According to the predictions of the silver-haired old man and the other two accomplices, Lu Xiaotian would never be able to last long in this state, but something happened unexpectedly.
Lu Xiaotian seemed to be able to continue without any consumption at all. On the contrary, the weaker Duniao and Wujiao were shot out by Lu Xiaotian with several palms in succession during such rapid switching and pursuit.
The palm shadow brushed against my shoulder, and although most of it was avoided, a burning pain still loomed in my shoulder from time to time.