Become a Fairy

"I want to go out with Qingcheng, and I'll be back in a few days. Don't tell the outside world, you just need to know." Lu Xiaotian said to Xiang Kuang, Xiang Qingcheng received Lu Xiaotian's voice transmission, and came to Lu Xiaotian's side in a blink of an eye.

"At this juncture, you two are needed to sit in town, where are you going?" Xiang Kuang scratched his head and said, before the 18th Jin Ren met, the previous battle was so intense that even the ancestor Xiang Huaxin didn't dare to show his face , fear of being killed by the purple crocodile ghost. On the side of the ghost clan, the purple crocodile ghost king is well-known, and there is also the one-eyed demon man, an old demon who transforms into a god. The human race is naturally in a state of decline.

The current situation is completely reversed, the old ghosts of the ghost clan and the allied forces of the demons have disappeared, and the human race has Xiang Huaxin sitting in the command. The entire Lingxu Secret Realm is divided into two camps, although the human monks suffered heavy losses in the previous defeat. But with the addition of the Qin Clan and the Jushi Clan, the new force has been greatly supplemented. With the strong background of the human race, it has dominated the Chiyuan Continent for countless years, and the previous losses have not shaken the foundation of the human race.

"Go and go back, I can't fight these few days." Naturally, Lu Xiaotian would not confess to Xiang Kuang, and gave Xiang Qingcheng a look, and the two turned into a stream of light, and left hand in hand.

"It's not big or small. If it was in the past, you would have to be tidied up." Xiang Kuang rolled his eyes and rubbed his head with a smile. Looking at his back, the two were really a perfect match.

"What a paradise!" A few days later, Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng joined forces and came to a mountain gate that looked real and illusory. The mountain was winding and undulating, and the jungle was towering. Under Lu Xiaotian's use of Zhenji's ice pupils, his icy eyes passed through the mountains and saw a mountain spring and waterfall in the distance.

Lu Xiaotian pulled Xiang Qingcheng into a ray of light and submerged into the waterfall.

After entering the waterfall, more than a dozen monks immediately surrounded him.

"Let your patriarch and deputy patriarch come." Lu Xiaotian glanced at the hostile crowd and said.

"Bold, trespassing on the forbidden area of ​​our Zhao Clan, and dare to look at our patriarch and deputy patriarch. I think you two won't cry when you see the coffin, take it with me!" The big monk, when he heard Lu Xiaotian's brazen words, immediately snarled and was waiting to take action.

"If I didn't have some confidence, I wouldn't have directly broken into the core territory of your Zhao Clan." Lu Xiaotian smiled lightly, raised his left palm slightly, and seven demon-suppressing towers emerged, and the first floor of the demon-suppressing towers were all fired. Bright. The solemn and peaceful Buddha light gathers into an ice crystal relic,

The brilliance of the relic was as solid as it was, directly pressing on the heads of the thirteen Nascent Soul monks.

Fluttering. Without exception, the thirteen Zhao Clan monks were suppressed from the air to the ground, and each looked up at the silver-haired monk overhead with difficulty and horror. The thirteen Nascent Soul cultivators were directly suppressed by the people in front of them.

Dozens of Fanluo True Fires floated directly from the Demon Suppressing Tower, and slowly approached the thirteen monks of the Zhao clan.

"If this is how your Zhao Clan treats guests, I'll go all the way in." Lu Xiaotian's voice was not loud, but it spread to almost every corner of the Zhao Clan.

"My Zhao family has been closed for so many years. I didn't expect not only distinguished guests to come to the door today, but also in such a rude way. Although the Zhao family is not in a dragon's pool or a tiger's lair, they are not people who come and leave whenever they want A majestic voice sounded, and an old man with a round face in a purple shirt was bursting with fire, and a powerful aura surged towards Lu Xiaotian.

"Closed out of the world? I don't think that's the case, but sneaked out." Xiang Qingcheng sneered coldly.

"Presumptuous!" Another sharp voice sounded, and a woman with a face like a girl and a voice like an old woman stretched out her palm, and a khaki beam of light shone down.

Xiang Qingcheng flicked his finger tit-for-tat, and a simple jade talisman directly blocked the opponent's earth-yellow light beam. With a buzzing sound, a huge shock wave scattered in all directions.

"It's nothing more than that." The Tongyan woman snorted coldly, "Although she has some strength, but she is still far behind if she wants to be presumptuous in our Zhao clan. Now that you are here, I don't think you should leave."

"Earth and fire, it seems that the right master has come." Lu Xiaotian smiled slightly. It didn't take long for Xiang Qingcheng to comprehend the true meaning of water. Compared with the old woman who is a magic mirror, she doesn't have much advantage. If the fight goes on, it will be a fierce battle. Naturally, Lu Xiaotian didn't intend to have a long talk with the Zhao people. With a thought. Bingfenglei's three lineages of golden men came out of the sky and directly surrounded more than a dozen big monks including the two patriarchs who had been rushed by the Zhao clan.

"I'm Zhao Tianfang! Tian is the patriarch of the current Zhao Clan. I don't know what you want to come to the door?" Feeling the killing intent on the three golden men, the expressions of the purple-robed old man and the monks of the Zhao Clan suddenly changed, and the purple-robed old man sucked After taking a deep breath, he cupped his hands and saluted, the situation is stronger than others, and Xiang Qingcheng is fine in front of him, he and the deputy patriarch Zhao Tianliu can handle it. It's just that the silver-haired monk in front of him is even more unfathomable. He raised his hand and brought down more than a dozen Nascent Soul monks, and even sacrificed these three more fierce puppets. Three of the eight gold men.

"I'm here to fetch the Fire Mirror and the Earth Mirror. As well as the things needed to open the illusion mirror, you present these two ancient mirrors, and then lead your tribe to join the human army to fight against ghosts and demons. This is the end of the grievances between me and the Zhao Clan give up."

Lu Xiaotian stood with his arms tied, the reason why he went to the Zhao clan was naturally not to recruit the Zhao clan, but according to the news he got one after another, the seven mirrors combined could become a magic weapon, maybe this magic weapon he may not be ready now It can really come in handy. But after all, it is a magic weapon. The most powerful member of the Zhao clan back then was also one of the top experts in the pre-Qin period. Of the seven mirrors of illusion, he already has five mirrors in his hand, leaving only these two mirrors in front of him.

"What if not?" Zhao Tianliu, the woman holding the earthen mirror, scolded angrily, "Your Excellency took advantage of the plunder, and asked for the inheritance of my Zhao family. Even if you die, the inheritance illusion mirror must not fall into the hands of outsiders!"

"Two branches of the Zhao clan fought with me one after another. The chief and deputy patriarchs of the other clan have already died. The mirror-seeking monks you sent chased and killed me several times. If you don't hand over the ancient mirror, I will take it myself. Kill the Zhao clan , and you are the ones to blame!"

The remaining golden figures also emerged one after another. Lu Xiaotian said softly, "Hand over the ancient mirror, or exterminate the clan!"

"Dare!" Zhao Tianliu widened his eyes angrily.

The wind giant suddenly moved, and the long knife in his hand turned into a gust of wind and slashed down. The speed was far faster than any Nascent Soul cultivator present, and it was impossible to avoid it.