Bang bang... Faced with these counterattacking Black Mongoose warriors and these soul stone monsters, stones of various sizes came in densely. The faces on these stones were either ferocious, ferocious, or violent.
All kinds of expressions change.
Various demon soldiers collided with these soul stone demons, and violent collisions occurred one after another. The fierce fighting power of these Wumongoat warriors who were hit by sound waves was amazing, and they slashed with swords, spears, swords and halberds one after another.
Hit and thrust out, a large number of soul stone monsters exploded directly.
However, there are too many densely packed soul stone demons, which are far beyond what these Wumongoose warriors can match. Moreover, under the continuous impact of the waves of sound waves, the souls of the Wumongoose warriors were attacked, and their personal combat power was not affected in a short period of time.
It was too severely weakened, but the overall formation could not be maintained.
The densely packed soul stone monsters took the opportunity to charge in a rampage. From time to time, black meerkat monster warriors were beaten into balls of blood mist. The sound of screams could not be heard.
"Bastard!" The Black Meerkat Demon Lord cursed again. The chaotic and complicated scene in front of him made him feel a deep sense of powerlessness. He watched helplessly as his subordinates were swallowed up by the rocks. The Black Meerkat Demon Lord was violent.
With a shout, a Black Nightmare Stick was struck out of the air, like a giant stick breaking through the air. Before it even touched the rocks, a large number of Soul Stone Demons exploded under the terrifying pressure.
"After all, he is already a Gold Immortal-level powerhouse. He is not afraid of insulting his status by attacking some juniors." Just as he saw that the black-green giant stick was about to cause more damage to the group of soul stone monsters, there was a burst of rocks in the void.
As he moved, a torrent of stones surged forward, and in a blink of an eye, a giant made of rocks formed. The opponent stretched out his big hand and directly supported the giant stick.
"It turned out to be those guys." Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but feel weird. Although there were times when he had turned enemies into enemies in the past, but now after noticing the whereabouts of the Ksitigarbha Twelve-Winged Scorpion Demons, Lu Xiaotian still had the feeling of tricking people.
I feel that those who were fighting life and death in the past might join forces in the future.
However, Lu Xiaotian has no idea of showing up to meet these demons from Luoyang Prison for the time being. Even though several golden immortal level experts are good helpers, Lu Xiaotian feels that there is no need to rush. Let these guys explore on their own for a while.
A chaotic battle broke out between the Black Monk Tribe warriors and many soul stone demons in Jiuren Mountain, not long after the Ksitigarbha Twelve-Winged Scorpion Demon left.
The soul stone demon focuses on spiritual attacks, especially during the melee, the warriors of the Wumongoat tribe will be injured by the sound waves if they are not very spiritual. Its own defense power is quite amazing, coupled with the absolute numerical advantage,
The warriors of the Black Mongoose Tribe are declining at an alarming rate.
The Black Meerkat Demon Lord and the Golden Immortal Soul Stone Demon fought everywhere and were not at a disadvantage. However, with the alarming consumption of tribal warriors, it would not take long for them to become alone. After fighting for a while, they realized that the situation was not good.
The Black Meerkat Demon Lord had no choice but to order his clansmen to flee in all directions. The Black Meerkat Demon Lord himself also collapsed and disappeared into the distant soul cloud in the blink of an eye.
The Golden Immortal-level soul stone demon was unable to catch up for a while. In anger, the giant soul stone demon punched randomly, causing a deep pit to appear in the seabed.
"Fortunately, this guy deviated by a few points, otherwise he would have been forced out by the opponent's punch." Lu Xiaotian peeked at the entire battle from bottom to top, and was almost forced out, although he was not afraid of this spirit.
The stone demon tribe is always a problem.
It was rare to find some peace and quiet, so Lu Xiaotian left part of his soul to pay attention to the changes around him in the outside world, while he practiced as usual in the Qingguo Barrier.
After so many years, the Xuexu tree has grown into a patch in the void. However, it still has not yet bear fruit. The little white python and the little fire crow returned to perch on the Xuexu tree after having fun for a while.
A few days later, a refreshing aroma of elixirs surged through the green fruit barrier. Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand and patted it, and several crystal-white elixirs jumped out of the elixir furnace.
Lu Xiaotian put away these three elixirs with satisfaction. With his current level of alchemy, he can refine many elixirs even without the need for an alchemy furnace. However, for some that are more difficult to refine, relying on the alchemy furnace is still relatively safe.
Some.
Lu Xiaotian opened his mouth slightly, and colorless and transparent relics flew out of his body one after another. Each relic was as indifferent as water, but as thick as a mountain, shining with the mysterious and exquisite Taoist essence.
Under the slight movement of spiritual consciousness, the holy flame of Nirvana surged, along with the burning relics and a Snow Void Pill floating in the void.
The elixir emitted by the Snow Void Pill wrapped around the relics layer by layer. In the blink of an eye, these relics were covered with a layer of crystal clear snow color.
Lu Xiaotian clasped his palms together, as if shrouded in Buddha's light. The colors of gold and silver alternated in his eyes, and the holy flames of Nirvana around him became more and more raging.
A trace of the power of law soaked into the crystal white snow, and finally penetrated into the relic. The power of different laws intertwined and flashed in the relic, eventually forming a hazy sword shadow.
As time went by, the seven relics, or the interior of the virtual relics, formed the shadow of seven swords.
"The Sword of the Void's Relic!" After a long time, Lu Xiaotian exhaled a long breath. Originally, the Snow Void Pill could continuously transform under the burning of the holy flame of Nirvana and turned into the Void's Relic, which was an orthodox Buddhist magical power.
Many unfathomable Buddhist magical powers can be cultivated through the virtual relics, but Lu Xiaotian has the advantages of many schools, and he has practiced the soul sword. In several spiritual exchanges with the lotus clone, Lu Xiaotian will use his own cultivation experience, especially
It was the understanding of the Soul Yuan Sword Way that was passed on to the Lotus Clone.
The Lotus Clone will naturally pass on his knowledge of swordsmanship to Lu Xiaotian. Lu Xiaotian's own understanding will naturally not be inferior to that of the Lotus Clone, but he is not as obsessed with swordsmanship as the Lotus Clone.
Lu Xiaotian himself was also touched by the swordsmanship gained from the lotus clone. Moved by his heart, he infiltrated the power of the law and a soul-yuan sword shadow into the relic, initially forming the prototype of the Void Relic Sword.
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Compared with the original Soul Yuan Flying Sword, it is a little less domineering and a little more vast and mysterious.
Lu Xiaotian's spiritual consciousness was released and swept within the Qingguo barrier, unrestrainedly interpreting his different perceptions of the relics, the Soul Yuan Flying Sword, and the newly formed sword of the Void E's Relics.
Suddenly, there was a chorus of swords in the Ten Thousand Soldiers Continent, and many of the swords showed a sign of submission.
Without the need to rush to explore the Sea Soul Palace, Lu Xiaotian freely evolved his understanding of the techniques.
In the process of performing the skills, Lu Xiaotian would also use the poisonous gas cloud to hone himself, until a painful scream of the demon scorpion came from the outside world.
"Is the Ksitigarbha Twelve-Winged Scorpion Demon injured?" Lu Xiaotian frowned. Originally, he planned to wait quietly for a while. If it was to kill the inner demon, he could ignore it if something happened to the demon. With the Ksitigarbha Twelve-Winged Scorpion Demon,
After all, we have some friendship, but we can't just sit back and watch him suffer.