Become a Fairy

"The chill eats the soul!"

Liao Yuangui Wang Sen smiled coldly, his pupils were strangely black and green, and the endless black tide swung around him, and the black tide surged, extremely cold, and the astonishing cold air was not under the icy mist at all. And the evil power in it is even more powerful.

The wave hit, and a few ghosts with evil fires all over their bodies opened their mouths and bit Lu Xiaotian.

Lu Xiaotian snorted coldly, although the other party's strange black tide is powerful, even monks like Yuanying dare not get close, but they can't do anything to him. Vatican spirit fire poured out.

One green and one black, the two colors mixed and fought.

A dark red spear loomed from the Soul Eater, piercing Lu Xiaotian's vitals.

The Piao Miao flying sword rolled, and the sword energy surged to the sky, like a long river, enveloping the two ghost kings Liao Yuan and Ku Yuan at the same time.

Chen Henian, Luo Qian and others saw that Lu Xiaotian was fighting one against two, and he was full of momentum, especially the sword formation, which was sharp in spirit, and even surrounded the two ghost kings at the same time, everyone breathed a sigh of relief , each committing suicide and running towards the ghost king opposite.

"Haha, good, fellow Taoist of Lingxiao Palace, you really have a lot of courage."

Daoist Poison Yang of Moyang Sect took a mouthful of Xuanyang Mirror and shot out a fiery white light. Wherever he passed, the ghosts avoided one after another, and even the ghost king dared not lighten his front. Seeing the astonishing weather caused by Lingxiao Palace. He couldn't help but let out a long laugh, and admired Lu Xiaotian's eyes a little bit.

"What a powerful sword formation!" At this time, after Liao Yuangui King fell into the formation, he tried the attack of the sword formation, and his expression changed for a while. He couldn't help but glared at the Grotto Ape Ghost King viciously. When the other party mentioned the silver-haired monk in Lingxiao Palace to him, he didn't mention this.

"This kid was promoted only recently. If he really had to be this powerful, I would have died by his sword back then. How could I survive to this day?"

The Grotto Ape Ghost King was also very aggrieved in his heart, considering that his strength had not declined before, there was no need to look at the face of this clan brother. Among the ghost clan, strength is the most important thing. If he hadn't used a lot of benefits this time, the Liao Ape Ghost King might not have taken the initiative to take revenge for him.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's do it together. Don't you still have the ghost of the turbid yang? Take it out, and I will work harder and kill this human kid in one fell swoop."

Under the control of the Liao Ape Ghost King's spiritual consciousness, in the soul-eating tide of fighting against the Vatican Spirit Fire, several ghost heads with black flames all over their bodies jumped out, biting fiercely at the Piao Miao Flying Sword, and the Liao Ape Ghost King's bite Together with the soul gun, it fought with the eight-handled flying sword controlled by Lu Xiaotian, so that the entire airspace was shaken with monstrous ghost energy and spiritual power.

"I've already used up the turbid yang and yin soul, but I still have some means to deal with this Vatican spirit fire." Grotto monkey smiled darkly, he suffered a big loss from Lu Xiaotian last time, how can he be unprepared for his comeback this time. And the reason to invite Liao Ape and Ghost King over was to catch Lu Xiaotian by surprise.

"Huohuo blood bottle, take it!" Grotto Ape Ghost King threw a dark green vial, it was he who was injured by the Vatican spirit fire, knowing that Lu Xiaotian has this fire protection, and other ghosts, evil and filthy things can't get close , Retreating can protect oneself, advancing can injure the enemy, it is really powerful. After Lu Xiaotian suffered a great loss, the Cave Ape Ghost King had no doubts, so he collected a ghost weapon specially designed to deal with spirit fire.

When Lu Xiaotian was fighting with the Liao Ape Ghost King, his attention was attracted, and his control over the Vatican Spiritual Fire would inevitably be weakened, so he took the opportunity to take away the opponent's Vatican Spirit Fire, so that the Liao Ape Ghost King's Youhan Soul-eating Tide can take advantage of it. .

Once Lu Xiaotian was wrapped up in this soul-eating tide, he wanted this silver-haired boy to experience the heart-wrenching pain when he was burned by the Vatican spirit fire.

The dark green vial instantly became several times larger, driven by the ghost power of the cave ape ghost king. A huge suction force pulled Vatican's spiritual fire into the dark hole of the Fuhuo blood bottle.

It's just that when the Vatican spirit fire was pulled to this side, it didn't appear to be directly sucked into the Fuhuo blood bottle as expected by the cave ape ghost king.

How is it possible, is it possible that the other party can be distracted while fighting with the Liao Ape and Ghost King? Even so, the divine sense shouldn't be so strong. The cave ape ghost king's eyes almost popped out. It was hard to believe what I was seeing.

In fact, the astonishment in Lu Xiaotian's heart was not inferior to that of the Grotto Ape Ghost King. Although he fought inextricably with the Liao Ape and Ghost King, the Piaomiao sword formation has already been integrated, and there is no need to use the eight primordial spirits to control it. Because the control over Vatican's spiritual fire is naturally not a problem. Even if the Grotto Ape Ghost King used the Fuhuo blood bottle, he couldn't put away his spirit fire instantly. However, under the influence of this Fuhuo blood bottle, Meng Luo's spirit fire power was greatly reduced, and he was dragged towards the Fuhuo blood bottle.

"Haha, kid, die!" Seeing that Lu Xiaotian's Vatican spirit fire was restrained by the Fuhuo blood bottle, although he was surprised that the Fuhuo blood bottle couldn't take away the opponent's spirit fire at once, but this was enough.

The chilly soul wave, mixed with the screams of countless ghosts, surged towards Lu Xiaotian's body.

Lu Xiaotian sneered, two Huo Luan phantoms flew out from the back of his head, screaming and pounced towards Wang Qing, the cave ape ghost.

The cave ape ghost king's big hand was empty, and under the cover of a huge bone net, the two Huo Luan phantoms were caught off guard and were directly caught by the bone net. The bone net shrank tighter and tighter. It's because Lu Xiaotian's current situation can't be alleviated for a while, but it's not easy for the cave ape ghost king to deal with the two fire luan phantoms.

Luo Qian shot out, and a thick pillar of thunder directly hit the ghost king in white clothes on the opposite side. Seeing that Lu Xiaotian's side was one against two, it seemed that the situation was not good, so he came to rescue him.

"Junior Brother Luo defeating the opponent as soon as possible is the most important thing, I don't have to worry about it here." Lu Xiaotian calmly sent a voice transmission to Luo Qian, while fighting with the Liao Ape Ghost King and the Grotto Ape Ghost King, he was aware of the situation in the entire field. I understand that at the moment the Great Cultivator is at the first level, Mochizuki and Nanhuang have a slight upper hand. Although the Crocodile Elephant Ghost King is formidable, he has only the power to parry for the time being under the pincer attack of Wen Changyun and Tiancan Xiezun.

However, below the great monks, the ghost clan has an obvious advantage, and the Nascent Soul monks have nearly one-tenth more, and the low-level ghost clan has a greater advantage than the human race.

When Luo Qian heard that Lu Xiaotian was fighting with the two ghost kings, and still had extra energy to take care of his actions, he couldn't help feeling relieved. Every time when secretly thinking that he would soon catch up with Lu Xiaotian, he could always find that the distance between the two was getting farther and farther in times of crisis.

"Don't you want my fire? I'll give it to you." Lu Xiaotian twitched the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand and waved, and a small wisp of Fan Luozhen flew forward, like a sea of ​​fire. Under the suction of Lu Xiaotian, he was pinned down. Although he was fighting against the Fuhuo blood bottle under the control of Lu Xiaotian's deputy soul, he couldn't get away at all, let alone use the Vatican spirit fire to defend against the enemy.

It's just that this ray of Vatican's real fire seems to be only a small strand of finger-sized, light and fluffy, as if it will be extinguished by the wind, but it is not affected by the blood bottle of Fuhuo at all. Where the fire passed, a hole was ripped open in the Tidal Soul Eater of the Liao Ape Ghost King, and the black tide evaporated into nothingness.