Become a Fairy

A considerable part was also swept to the edge of the Rifting Wind Gorge. The low-level mosquito demon who woke up regained some of his consciousness. Without the control of the blood-screaming mosquito demon, his murderous nature remained undiminished, and he began to madly attack all living beings he could see. Human race, monsters, or low-level monsters.

A large number of mosquito monsters were killed, but the death of these mosquito monsters was just premature death. Even if they were not killed, they would die due to exhaustion of life potential in a short time. There are also cases where some low-level monsters or less powerful human races were seriously injured or even drained of blood to death under the siege of these monster mosquitoes. The so-called gods fighting, mortals suffer, this is the most obvious example. Lu Xiaotian and the Crying Blood Mosquito Demon have only reached the Fusion Realm, but for these low-level monsters, there is not much difference between gods and humans.

"Brother Lu's supernatural power is something I have never seen or heard before." At this time, He Yunzi is not the only one who is watching the battle. The powerful enemy rushed to the gate of the Liefeng Gorge, and Lu Xiaotian and others started to fight. Ye Ziyu can't cultivate quietly, but she doesn't like to see the blood-crying mosquito demon, and she is extremely disgusted with Jinpeng's behavior, so she is too lazy to show up now.

"It's just a mere body cultivator who has just advanced to the level of a body, and his supernatural powers can reach such a level. The kung fu practiced by Lu Xiaotian is really extraordinary." Besides Ye Ziyu, Nan Chendu has also rushed to the vicinity, but he also I want to take this opportunity to see how strong Lu Xiaotian is. Therefore, it has been hidden for the time being.

"It seems that even if he can't become a fourth-rank alchemy king in the future, Lu Xiaotian is definitely worth wooing." Nan Chendu folded his hands on his chest, his eyes flickering for a while. Right now, Lu Xiaotian's potential has made him inexplicably startled. And he knows a lot more about Lu Xiaotian than the Crying Blood Mosquito Demon. Especially Longwen Guinong's lair and his party, even Wu Changlian couldn't open the incomparably thick stone door, so he had to turn back and ask him and Shen Shen's mother for help.

Although Wu Changlian didn't say much, everyone knew that Lu Xiaotian had already opened the stone gate and left. Thinking about his performance in the Longwen Ghost Nong's lair, no matter his mind or his grasp of timing, even their combined old monsters can't be picky. The situation at that time.

Looking at Lu Xiaotian at this time, Nan Chendu felt that he should not treat him as an ordinary early-stage monk of the Body-fitting state. With the amazing potential shown by him, his cultivation would never stop at the early-stage of the body-fitting state.

Nan Chendu was pondering in his heart at this time, but suddenly his face was startled, and he found a very strong divine sense sweeping around.

"Which old monster is here?" Nan Chendu also felt a little shocking about this spiritual thought just now, even the powerful mother Shen Shen didn't give him such a sense of oppression.

What Nan Chendu didn't know was that the master of this divine sense was Lu Xiaotian who was fighting the blood-crying mosquito monster. Because Lu Xiaotian was fighting with the blood-crying mosquito monster, he was distracted a lot, otherwise he wouldn't have been discovered by Nan Chendu so easily when he peeped at Nan Chendu.

The wings of the hawk-bodied monster vibrate, like a Kunpeng soaring up to the sky. The innumerable groups of low-level mosquito monsters were broken by Lu Xiaotian with this method.

The Crying Blood Mosquito Demon opened his mouth to spit out with an ugly expression, and a red crystal prism the size of a fist appeared in front of him. This red crystal prism was originally the killer weapon he planned to use when Lu Xiaotian was trapped by mosquitoes. At this time, it had to be sacrificed in advance, losing its suddenness as a killer move.

"Duh!" The Crying Blood Mosquito Demon screamed, spitting out a mouthful of blood on the red crystal prism. The halo of the red crystal prism suddenly appeared, suspended above the head of the Crying Blood Mosquito Demon, and suddenly, a red light was refracted in the prism, hitting Lu Xiaotian's chest in a flash.

Lu Xiaotian stood in the void on the back of the eagle beast, and saw no movement, only saw the bear mouth of the eagle beast spit out, and a ball of purple-gold blood balls hit the red beam of light.

With a buzzing sound, a ball of blood burst out, and together with the red beam of light, it turned into a wave of light and rushed to the surroundings.

At the same time, the scarlet crystal prism on the top of the Crying Blood Mosquito Demon’s head was full of demonic aura, and beams of red light were refracted inside. These crimson beams of light did not hit in a straight line, but two circled an arc in the air, like two red rainbows, which looked really good in the air.

Lu Xiaotian's body flew back for a while, and the eagle-bodied and bear-faced beast fluttered its wings, and shot forward, claws, and under the cover of the wings, all the red beams of light were blocked.

But at this time Lu Xiaotian frowned, and found that the aura of the eagle and the beast was not too stable in this fierce fighting style. Usually with Lu Xiaotian's eyesight, he can't see it too much. It's just that in this fierce fighting method, Lu Xiaotian discovered that the six-melting soul he had been cultivating actually had many disadvantages. The tempering of the monster's primordial spirit, the fusion is not complete. It is a mule or a horse that comes out for a walk. This sentence seems to be not only useful for ordinary people, but also for them who cultivate immortals. In contrast, the situation of the elephant-nosed beast is better.

When Lu Xiaotian was practicing, he had different levels of familiarity and proficiency with various monsters and primordial spirits, which naturally caused this gap.

He Yunzi's originally frowning brows were stretched out, and now Lu Xiaotian acted like a monk who had just advanced to the Fusion Realm. The supernatural power he cultivated was really amazing, but it was not as good as the scarlet crystal controlled by the blood-crying mosquito demon. The demon prism is proficient. It wasn't obvious at the beginning of the fight, but once the fight reached a fever pitch, some disadvantages were revealed one after another because they couldn't bear the excessive pressure. If this Crying Blood Mosquito Demon is ruthless enough, he should take advantage of it to expand his victory. If he has the opportunity, it is not too much to kill him.

There was a stern look in the eyes of the Crying Blood Mosquito Demon, He Yunzi could see it, and he, the old demon, could naturally see it too. This red crystal demon prism was condensed into crystals by him in the blood mosquito crack, which was absorbed by countless demon mosquitoes in the population, and it was stored in the blood mosquito crack for thousands of years, and it was used in conjunction with his skills. There is such a great power. Originally, if it weren't for the purpose of coming here this time to check out Lu Xiaotian's reality and prepare for a possible attack, the Crying Blood Mosquito Demon would not be willing to take out the scarlet crystal demon prism, after all, taking it out once would consume tens of hundreds of years of accumulation achievement.

Even the Crying Blood Mosquito Demon would not easily use his magic weapon.

Within the red crystal demon prism, dozens of straight or curved beams of red light suddenly appeared again, attacking the harpy beast. On the other side, the elephant-nosed beast is holding a Fang Tian painted halberd, and it is also fighting fiercely with the pair of tusk-shaped magic weapons.