Become a Fairy

"Who the hell are you? Senior Luo, or the Buddha monk!" Lu Xiaotian narrowed his eyes and asked bluntly. My heart was really shocked to the extreme, when Luo Zhongting put all his eggs in one basket, the Yuanshen entered the skeleton of the Buddha Monk, and because Lu Xiaotian hadn't practiced the Piaomiao sword art at that time, he was chased and killed by the sword energy from the Piaomiao sword embryo. In a sign of extreme danger, the puppet doll blocked the fatal blow for him, and escaped from the Piaomiao Palace by chance.

"It's me, it's not me, or both." The pale golden skull was confused for a while, switching between Luo Zhongting and Buddha Monk repeatedly.

"I didn't expect the senior to really get what he wanted, so congratulations to the senior, the junior still has important things to deal with now."

"Since I came to stop you, I naturally don't want you to join the people of the Qin clan." Luo Zhongting said jokingly.

"Father, why, are you with the ghost clan?" Luo Ping'er immediately glared at Luo Zhongting and said, "Father, how can you get involved with the ghost clan?"

"There have been some changes in the four gates of Tianyuan. The purple crocodile ghost master has supernatural powers, and if he can get through the ghost gate, he can be more sure of leaving this world. Besides, I think that in my father's current state, except for the ghost gate, There seems to be no other way to go." Luo Zhongting shook his head and said, "Ping'er, my father came this time, one is to stop Lu Xiaoyou, and the other is to take you away."

"No, father, I won't leave him." Luo Ping'er shook her head hastily, stretched out her hand to block Lu Xiaotian and said, "I won't let you hurt him either."

"Little friend Lu, for the sake of past love, as long as you don't join the people of the Qin clan, I won't make it difficult for you. As for Ping'er, I will definitely take it away. Little friend Lu, where do you go, just weigh it carefully, don't force me to do it " Luo Zhongting said in a cold voice.

"It seems that the senior is determined to follow the purple crocodile ghost to the dark side." Lu Xiaotian narrowed his eyes slightly, there are no permanent friends, only permanent interests, Luo Zhongting's current state, a man can't do it, switch to cultivation The way of ghosts is also a matter of course.

"You can't protect yourself, kid. Even if you reach the upper realm, your future is bleak. If Ping'er stays by your side, I'm afraid you will be implicated. I give you a piece of advice, stay in this realm, otherwise you will not end well in the future." Luo Zhongting's voice did not finish Falling, the wide bone palm grabbed forward.

Following Luo Zhongting's movements, a huge suction force pulled Luo Ping'er tightly, Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand and slapped a palm, hitting the vortex, the seemingly fierce blood force was like a mud cow entering the sea, and disappeared in an instant in the invisible.

"Dharma and body cultivation, you can reach this level. In the Nascent Soul stage, you are proud enough. It's just that you have practiced the damn sword art. In the future." Luo Zhongting smiled and did not continue, just stretched out his palm , a huge hand shadow was like catching a chicken, directly grabbed Luo Ping'er, and dragged him back to his side, no matter how Luo Ping'er struggled, it was in vain.

"The strength of Luo Zhongting has even surpassed Xiang Huaxin and the old monsters." Lu Xiaotian's attack just now did not have the slightest impact on Luo Zhongting, and he couldn't help but secretly startled.

"Little baby, I was able to let Xiaoyou Lu go because of a little affection from the past. Just because you dare to look at the old man, don't you think that the old man's methods can't kill people?" Luo Zhongxu stretched out his hand in the air Under the hood, a demon-suppressing tower similar to Lu Xiaotian flew in the air, but this tower was full of ghostly energy, and there were bursts of ghosts crying and howling wolves inside.

Xiang Qingcheng snorted coldly, but he wouldn't wait to die just because the opponent was a Huashen level powerhouse. The opponent's attack has exceeded his own tolerance. Xiang Qingcheng didn't hesitate at all, and with a move of consciousness, three giants in water armor leaped out of the air, and three long knives slashed in the air. The gleaming saber energy gathered together and slashed towards the spooky giant tower.

Qiang——A cloud-like cloud of gray gas emanating from the ghost tower almost fell down on the three water armor giants.

"Back!" Lu Xiaotian shouted in a low voice, Luo Zhongting's strength far exceeded expectations, and Lu Xiaotian would not let Xiang Qingcheng bear it alone. A fierce gust of wind and a glimmering coldness appeared one after another. It was the ice giant and the blue wind giant who appeared, and the two long knives drew a strange arc in the air, slashing at the ghost tower holding down the three water armor giants.

With a bang, the ghostly giant tower was thrown backwards by the shock.

"The power of the eighteen golden men in the pre-Qin period was really extraordinary." Luo Zhongting took the ghost tower that was blown away with his skeleton palm, with a look of surprise on his face. "Try to pick up the old man again."

Luo Zhongting's voice fell slightly, and the ghost tower in his hand turned into seven in the air, and the seven ghost towers spun rapidly. In every ghost tower, there is a phantom of a skeleton looming. There is a bit of Buddha's light in the gloomy, giving people a very contradictory feeling.

"Your Majesty of Transformation God, you will lose your status if you frequently attack a few juniors." Lu Xiaotian had no choice but to receive Luo Zhongting's blow again. A cold female voice sounded.

Amidst the whistling wind, a large number of snowflakes came flying. The snowflakes rolling in the air turned into a snow-white jade palm, and with a single lift out of thin air, it supported the falling ghost tower.

"Feng Xue Yao Ji, haven't you already reached an agreement with Zi E Guijun, do you want to go back on your word?" Luo Zhongting raised his hand to retract the ghost tower, his voice was slightly annoyed.

"It's just a verbal agreement, I'm going back on my word, what can the purple crocodile do to me." In the wind and snow, the hazy voice said with a bit of disdain.

"What a wind and snow enchantress, no matter what, if the purple crocodile ghost asks, I'll just answer him like this." Luo Zhongting smiled indifferently. He stretched out his hand to grab Luo Ping'er, and left through the air.

Once Luo Ping'er left, the wind and snow flying in the sky also drifted farther and farther away in the quiet wind, and she didn't intend to stay any longer.

"You know this ancestor of Huashen?" Xiang Qingcheng asked in surprise.

"Let's go, the changes are happening one after another. The purple crocodile ghost should have sensed the intentions of the Qin people. There is not much time left for us." Lu Xiaotian shook his head, not worrying much about Luo Ping'er's safety, and now Luo Zhongting It would be safer for the leader to stay beside Luo Zhongting. After all, if he went to rendezvous with the Qin people, he might have to face the formidable purple crocodile ghost who could even kill the old monsters.

As for the woman in the wind and snow, the Snow Wind Fairy that Luo Zhongting was talking about, Lu Xiaotian felt vaguely familiar with her accent, but more of them were unfamiliar. God friend. And judging from the behavior of the other party, he didn't mean to defend himself too much. Maybe he had some intersections with his descendants in the past, and maybe he had some good ties by accident. Once these promises are returned, the road ahead will naturally be open to the sky, and each will go on one side.