Become a Fairy

Even if you can't see that Lu Xiaotian is no longer what it used to be, but since the first battle at Falling Devil's Pool, the reputation of Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng's two human races has long been spread among several big monsters and old demons in the ancient tomb.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, at this time Lu Xiaotian, Xiang Qingcheng and another unknown beautiful woman came hand in hand, and went straight to the territory of the Jinjia Corpse King without even saying hello. Those who are not good.

"I haven't seen each other for more than ten years. The two fellow Taoists are more elegant now than in the past. I don't know what is the purpose of coming to this king's territory?" Not long after, a golden figure came swiftly, and the tenth and eleventh ranks behind him The total number of corpse kings has reached six. It's just that the green-eyed monster from back then has disappeared, and I don't know if it died or went to other places.

"Of course I came to you. I want to exchange a treasure in the hands of the corpse king, the Xuanshi Yaojin. I hope the corpse king can bear the pain to give up his love." Lu Xiaotian said directly. His aura also became more dignified. Obviously, the Golden Armored Corpse King has not been idle in the past ten years.

"The mysterious corpse shines gold?" The Jinjia Corpse King narrowed his eyes, a little anger and fierceness flashed in it, then turned into a smile, shook his head and said,

"Fellow Daoist, you are joking. This thing is rare in this world. Even if you get it, this king will immediately refine it to improve your strength. How can you keep it. There is nothing that this king wants here."

"In other words, you have refined this thing before. I am determined to obtain the Xuanshi Yaojin. Either you take it out now, or I will kill you and use your body to refine it. You choose one of the two."

Lu Xiaotian's tone was flat, as if he was talking about a trivial matter. It's just that the golden-armored corpse king and the six corpse kings behind him sounded like thunder in their ears, and their bodies were surging with corpse energy, as if a mountain rain was about to come.

"It seems that Fellow Daoist has forgotten what this place is, and no one dares to say such a thing in this king's territory." The golden armored corpse king smiled angrily, his corpse pupils were full of murderous intent.

Lu Xiaotian remained silent, spread his wrists, and a red flag came out in his hand, and the golden carp on the red flag was eager to come out. An extremely pure fire spiritual power almost ignites the space here. It was the red gold carp dragon banner that Lu Xiaotian snatched from the blue-clothed middle-aged man when he first entered the ancient tomb. This banner is an extremely yang thing, and it couldn't be more suitable to deal with the golden-armored corpse king.

"Red gold carp dragon banner!" The golden armored corpse king looked shocked. Xiang Qingcheng and Lu Wushuang were one on the left and one on the right. The three of them, who seemed to have the upper hand in numbers, even faintly formed a double-teaming trend for the Jinjia Corpse King and his party. A sharp sword intent shot up from Xiang Qingcheng's body. On Lu Wushuang's side, there were blue and gold lights on his body, and a demonic aura rushed towards the golden armored corpse king and his party.

"The twelfth-order monster!" The Jinjia Corpse King felt that Lu Wushuang's aura was not inferior to him, but he couldn't recognize the specific monster for a while. Although Lu Xiaotian only sacrificed a red gold carp dragon banner, the aura was as usual, and he looked no different from an ordinary monk, but this made the golden armored corpse king even more jealous. Back then, the monsters in the Falling Demon Pool joined hands with the two in front of Xun Hong to fight against Xun Hong, but this son broke through Xun Hong's veil of ice and fire. And no matter from the perspective of the corpse clan or the human race, this Lu Wushuang, who looks like a demon, and the woman Xiang Qingcheng look like they are headed by Lu Xiaotian. It was natural for the Jinjia Corpse King to feel that Lu Xiaotian's strength surpassed those of the two girls. Otherwise, how could the two women be convinced?

That guy Youyue Demonichu hated the person in front of him to the bone. If Youyue Demonichu joined forces with him and all the corpse kings under him, he might not be afraid of the three in front of him. It's a pity that Youyue Demonichu has cultivated the After the Shadow Demon Sutra, those who worried that they would become the target of public criticism would be jointly suppressed by themselves and Gu Gui and the others. After the battle at Falling Devil's Pool, they disappeared. Otherwise, hold off these three first, and wait for Youyue Mozhu to arrive, things are still promising. It's a pity that there is no foreign aid at the moment.

The Golden Armored Corpse King's eyes fluctuated for a while, obviously weighing the pros and cons.

"Three breaths of time, it's war or peace, it depends on your actions." Lu Xiaotian waved the red gold carp dragon flag in his hand, and the red flag suddenly soared tens of feet, turning into a giant flag, and several huge golden carps were in the flag Ready to jump out, surrounded by a cloud of fire. The fiery breath made the golden-armored corpse king and the six corpse kings behind him feel uncomfortable for a while.

"three"

A trace of blueness flashed across the face of the Jinjia Corpse King, and his heart was filled with rage. The other party didn't even give him time to think, it's just too much bullying!

"two!"

Xiang Qingcheng and Lu Wushuang suddenly became imposing, and the mighty river of swords surged in the air. Lu Wushuang waved his hand, and a long golden whip flew in the air, making the air crackle. This whip is a demon whip made by Lu Wushuang from golden silk. It's just that this demon whip is by no means as simple as it looks on the surface. Two of the three most powerful transparent vines of the Golden Silkworm Tarantula were cut off by Lu Xiaotian, so Lu Wushuang asked Lu Xiaotian for it, and Lu Xiaotian gave it to Lu Wushuang root, I kept one for myself. After Lu Wushuang got it, he refined the silk demon whip that he had asked for from Lu Xiaotian.

After taking a deep breath, the golden-armored corpse king suppressed the anger in his heart, and stretched out his hand to hold out a long ink-green box. Throwing it at Lu Xiaotian, "I have everything in my hand inside."

Lu Xiaotian took the long box and opened the lid. A black and golden skull-shaped strange stone lay quietly inside the box. Even with his cultivation level, he could feel a powerful corpse-shaking force rushing towards him.

"There are some things from Youyue Demon's canthus here, which may be useful to you. We will see you indefinitely." Putting away the piece of Xuanshi Yaojin in his hand, Lu Xiaotian sized up the golden armored corpse king for a while, looked at his appearance, and then No more oil can be squeezed out, and I don't know if the piece of mysterious corpse gold in front of me is enough. Go back and use it again. It's not a short time to enter this ancient tomb, and it's time to get out. Lu Xiaotian directly threw a storage bag to the Jinjia Corpse King and walked away with Xiang Qingcheng and Lu Wushuang.

"Hehe, little brother, how can you be so proficient in this trick? Have you ever been a bandit who robbed houses before?"

After leaving the ancient tomb, leaving the gloomy place, breathing the fresh air outside, looking at the blue sky above the Heitian Mountain Range and the leisurely floating clouds, not only Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng are in a good mood. Especially Lu Wushuang, who had been fighting against the Demon Clan and Zhao Clan monks at the Falling Demon Pool, laughed heartily at this moment, and the silver bell-like laughter spread far and wide. Although the aura here may not be stronger than the paradise created by the Tiankeng, Lu Wushuang has a sense of pleasure that the sky and the sea are vast and let him be at ease.