Do your best and obey fate. This is the only way he can do it. Lu Xiaotian sighed secretly, he will never give up easily. Even if there is only a very small part of the essence and blood in the Bat King's wings, Lu Xiaotian will not
He will sit there waiting for death and run away until he can no longer escape!
In the faint red light, Lu Xiaotian's figure flashed. In the blink of an eye, he had just left the teleportation array and was already several miles away.
However, just after Lu Xiaotian flew no more than ten miles away, he looked at the top of his head in horror. He saw a large amount of transparent sword energy gathering. Inside a huge ball of light, the giant sword that seemed to be floating in the sky seemed to be able to break through it.
The distance is limited, Xu Tian's sword comes from outside the sky.
In an instant, the giant sword had flown across an unknown distance and came to Lu Xiaotian's eyes. The free and easy sword intent had no murderous intent, but in Lu Xiaotian's eyes, it was more terrifying than anything else.
Under this misty giant sword, Lu Xiaotian narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists. There was no way forward and there was a strong enemy behind him. There was no way he could escape this time. The misty sword embryo was indeed still there.
"Such a rich spiritual energy. I didn't expect that there is such a cave heaven and paradise here. It's a pity that I am a ghost tribe, otherwise it would be a good choice to open a cave here." The Xuanmai Ghost King came out of the teleportation array, Jie Jie smiled strangely,
"Boy, let me see where you can escape this time."
Lu Xiaotian snorted coldly, he was going to die under the misty sword fetus, but the Xuanmai Ghost King might not be able to get a good deal. Even if the misty sword fetus didn't appear, he couldn't escape far, and now it was just death.
A little early.
However, just when Lu Xiaotian was helpless against the misty sword embryo that was striking at him, the misty sword embryo, which was coming quickly but without the slightest pyrotechnic breath, actually stopped at this time.
Lu Xiaotian's eyes widened, he couldn't believe what he was seeing, and at the same time he didn't understand why the scene in front of him happened.
However, after a brief moment of jaw contact, Lu Xiaotian felt ecstatic again. He did not expect that such a change would happen. It was really unexpected. The misty flying sword in the dantian suddenly moved, and it seemed that there was some kind of interaction with the misty sword embryo outside.
A common resonance.
Is it because he has also practiced the Misty Sword Technique? Lu Xiaotian felt surprised, there should be no other possibility.
Lu Xiaotian was feeling confused when a scream came from behind him, it was from the mysterious ghost king before.
Lu Xiaotian turned around and saw that from the teleportation array, not only the Xuanmai Ghost King, but also the seven Nascent Soul monks from Wushang City appeared one after another.
These people are really evil-minded, Lu Xiaotian sneered.
The Piaomiao Sword Embryo flickered in the air, then bypassed Lu Xiaotian, trembling in the air, but slashed towards the Xuanmai Ghost King who was closest to Lu Xiaotian.
"What the hell is this!" The Xuan Nightmare Ghost King said in surprise. The clouds turned and a big hand formed by the clouds was pulled out of the air and grabbed the misty sword embryo in the air.
The misty sword body was like cutting tofu, directly cutting the big hand formed by the clouds into two halves, and without much hindrance, it slashed towards the Black Nightmare Ghost King.
"Ki Yao!" The Black Nightmare Ghost King screamed in pain as Yin Yun's big hand was cut off directly. Unexpectedly, he suffered a loss in one encounter. This was the first time he encountered this situation since he entered the late stage of the Ghost King. He was locked by the transparent giant sword.
Under this situation, Xuan Nightmare Ghost King even felt that he could not avoid it.
The Black Nightmare Ghost King, filled with fear and anger, shouted loudly and launched his ultimate killing move again, and the black ball rose from the rolling clouds.
The Misty Sword Fetus moved lightly, and was slashed down again. The Black Nightmare Ghost King shouted loudly, his green eyes filled with solemnity, and the black ball bloomed in the air with a beam of black light that was as black as ink and hit the Misty Sword Fetus.
It's just that the misty sword embryo is like the purest thing in the world, and the black beam of light can't contaminate even half of it. It is cut open like tofu.
More black beams shot out from the black ball, falling like rain. What made Xuan Nightmare Ghost King unbelievable was that the almost transparent and ethereal sword body seemed to be in an uninhabited land, even if it was illuminated by his own ghost light.
, was not affected at all, it was still spotless, pure, and full of elegant beauty, but in the eyes of the Black Nightmare Ghost King, there was no appreciation for this kind of beauty.
In the blink of an eye, the misty sword embryo had passed through the shroud of ghost light and pointed directly at the Xuanmai Ghost King. It cut into the dark clouds lightly.
The dark clouds that had never changed drastically before were now like the waves of an angry sea, churning like never before.
Although Lu Xiaotian was curious, he couldn't see the specific situation inside.
Not a moment later, there was a scream from inside the dark cloud, and the dark cloud the size of an mother exploded with a bang. Lu Xiaotian was hit, and his body was lifted up like a broken leaf by the strong wind, and was swept away. Lu Xiaotian was vomited blood after being hit.
The clouds dispersed, and a ghost with a black body, an inch-long hair on his forehead, black horns on each side, and a skull-like face was seen inside, clutching his chest and fleeing in panic, with a ball of black air under his feet.
Without any trace of the previous arrogance and arrogance, he opened his mouth and swallowed the ghosts falling from the air into his stomach. His speed was astonishing, but he fled back to the teleportation array with some staggering.
At this time, Cheng Dehui's seven Nascent Soul monks came out of the teleportation array, and saw that the previously arrogant ghost tribe had fled. The ghost tribe's chest had a very hideous sword mark.
Everyone still didn't understand what was going on. Not far away, inside the transparent light shield, was a giant sword. The agile sword body trembled slightly and split into eight, attacking the seven Nascent Soul cultivators and the escaped Xuan Ying.
Kill the Nightmare King.
When Xuanmeng Ghost King saw these seven people, his green eyes were full of viciousness. These seven people came out of the teleportation array, but he turned around and ran away, and happened to bump into these seven Nascent Soul monks head-on. The weird giant sword behind him,
But among all the things he had seen in his memory, it was the most terrifying thing he had ever seen before.
Taking advantage of the newly teleported startling traces of the seven people, Xuanmeng Ghost King directly stretched out his hand to explore.
A fat middle-aged man in black was frightened and hurriedly took out a bronze-yellow mace and struck it at the Black Nightmare Ghost King.
Xuan Nightmare Ghost King sneered. He couldn't deal with that weird giant sword. How could he not be able to deal with the fat man in front of him who was only in the early stage of Nascent Soul? At this time, the distance between the two sides was very close, only a few feet. Xuan Nightmare Ghost King opened his mouth wide, and there was a black thing inside.
The tongue stretched out about ten feet long, rolled it up, and wrapped the ancient mace.
The fat man in black was shocked. Before he could make any reaction, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes. The Black Nightmare Ghost King did not give him another chance to take action. He grabbed the fat man in black with his big hand and smashed the body of the misty sword.
A clone of one.
When the fat man in black saw the transparent giant sword coming toward him, he was so frightened that he felt like he was dead. With a loud cry, he pushed his palm forward, and a small brown wooden shield grew from small to large in the palm of his hand, blocking it right in front of him.