Become a Fairy

There is such a terrifying sword formation in Mochizuki's Immortal Realm, Zhao Fengshan's eyes flashed with blood, the tall slender female cultivator and another cultivator of the same rank were cut into several pieces by the sword energy.

After a while, Zhao Fengshan also ended normally, the silk spirit armor on his body blocked a lot of sword energy, it was not ordinary. However, it has received too many attacks, and at this time it has broken several holes, and it is no longer usable.

Wen Fu and the others stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of them. The six Golden Silkworm Valley monks who were evenly matched with them before, including a late-stage Foundation Establishment, were all killed in such a short period of time. spared. The young cultivator in front of him just vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, maybe he suffered serious injuries, or he paid a huge price for driving the sword array, but at least he couldn't tell from the outside.

"When did such a terrifying foundation-builder cultivator appear in our Wangyue cultivating world?" The oily middle-aged man couldn't help but turn pale when he thought of the gloating about this person before. It's just that at this moment, he would absolutely not dare to ask him to make an idea of ​​this person, not to mention him, even the monks of Wen Fu's Qingdan Palace would not have the courage.

"Aren't you tired of floating in the air? Come down and talk." Lu Xiaotian raised his head and glanced at the few people in the air.

"Fellow Daoist Lu might as well get rid of the sword array first, the power of your sword array is really too amazing." Wen Fu Xukong cupped his hands at Lu Xiaotian, and after the scene before him, he dared not treat this person who called himself Lu Yi as an ordinary person anymore. From the perspective of the early stage monks, the other side can kill a group of monks who can kill the golden silkworm valley, and they can also kill them.

Lu Xiaotian took back the Seven Star Formation, and then stretched out his hand, and all the storage bags of several Golden Silkworm Valley monks were captured in his hands, and the fire arrow that nailed the black-faced monk to death was also taken back. There are only three arrows mixed with Danyuan on his body, they are very precious and cannot be lost.

"Fellow Daoist Lu's abilities are truly astonishing. I'm ashamed to be inferior to the inferior people. I thought that with my strength in the late stage, as long as I don't run into Jindan cultivators, I can protect myself somewhat. I didn't expect that I was watching the sky from the bottom of a well."

Wen Fu descended to the ground, and said with a face of embarrassment. On the surface, it looked relaxed, but at this moment, only he knew that his heart collapsed like a tense bowstring. As long as Lu Xiaotian made a slight movement, he would immediately withdraw as quickly as possible. And retreat, never fall into that terrifying sword formation.

"I have offended you a lot before, please forgive me, Fellow Daoist Lu." The slippery middle-aged man bowed to Lu Xiaotian with an embarrassing expression and saluted him.

"Although I don't feel very good about you, as long as you don't act unwisely, I won't go on a rampage. After all, there are signs of a large-scale invasion of foreign cultivators. Although I am a casual cultivator, I can still be regarded as People from Mochizuki's world of cultivating immortals. But you can tolerate the monks from other lands showing off so much, you are not generally lenient." Lu Xiaotian said sarcastically, although he would not attack people for no reason, but thinking that he was besieged by the monks of Jincangu just now , facing the six of them all at once, but there was some resentment in his heart. Even in the world of cultivating immortals, it is very common to be wise and protect one's life, but it happened to me after all.

"If fellow Daoist Lu had such astonishing means, we would naturally not allow these foreign monks to be so arrogant." Old Wen Fu blushed and smiled awkwardly.

"Okay, let's skip this matter, why did you appear here? It seems that you should have been trapped here for some time, is there a way to leave?" Lu Xiaotian waved his hand, no longer in this boring place. entangled in the issue.

"I heard from the monks of Golden Silkworm Valley that they were chased and killed by giant mountain beasts on the ground. Many people were killed and injured, and they had to fly into the air. Some died under the siege of the spirit eagle. The nameless storm of the world has been sucked into this place." Speaking of the topic, Wen Fu said with a stern expression.

"As for our group of monks, there were some people who walked to a cliff, and they were also swept here by a strange wind."

"It's strange to say that this place has a radius of hundreds of miles, and three sides are covered by a thick layer of barriers. Only the rolling yellow sand in the distance is covered. We and those people from the Golden Silkworm Valley were trapped in the This place has been here for more than three days. In the past few days, we have searched almost all over this place, but we have not been able to find any way out." The oily middle-aged man said with a wry smile.

"What is the name of the rolling yellow sand? Have you gone in and seen where it leads?" Lu Xiaotian asked, holding his chin.

"But we don't know this. The yellow sand is not unusual, but extremely rare. It has a strong offensive power. The wind is blowing inside, and the yellow sand is as sharp as a knife. At a distance of two hundred feet, he couldn’t hold back and had to retreat. Even Senior Brother Wen in the late stage of foundation establishment could only walk about four miles at most, and he ran out of mana, so he had no choice but to retreat. Once the cover is dismantled, I'm afraid I can't support it for a while before I die. The defensive magic weapon on Lu Daoyou seems to be quite extraordinary, maybe it can support it and break out."

The slippery middle-aged man shrugged his shoulders. He was very envious of Lu Xiaotian's defensive magic weapon that could block the poisonous dart of the golden silkworm nun, but at this moment, facing the murderous Lu Xiaotian, he dared not show the slightest greedy look.

"This yellow sand is so terrifying. So this place is not equal to a Jedi." Lu Xiaotian said in surprise.

"That's almost the case. We almost dug this place three feet into the ground, but we couldn't do anything." Wen Fu said with a wry smile, and then reminded, "The more this yellow sand gets in, the more powerful it is. Even if there is a defensive magic weapon , if you can't protect your whole body, I'm afraid it won't work either. But Fellow Daoist Lu can give it a try."

Although Wen Fu said so, he didn't think that Lu Xiaotian could go further than him. After all, no matter how powerful the defensive magic weapon is, if it can't protect the whole body, it is bound to support the defensive spirit shield. Lu Xiaotian's methods are sharp enough, but in Compared with him, there is still a certain gap in the purity of mana. The gap between the first foundation and the later stage.

Lu Xiaotian's face suddenly became ugly, the tumbling yellow sand looked as if he couldn't see the sun, even Wen Fu, a later stage monk, couldn't walk four miles and had to retreat. It's not bad if he can walk one or two hundred feet, after all, the fire dragon scale armor is so powerful that it can't protect the vitals of the head. What made it even more difficult for him to accept was that with the former monk Golden Silkworm Valley, more than a dozen people actually searched for several days, searched the place with a radius of hundreds of miles, and could not find any other way to leave. Is it possible to be trapped here to death?

"So, aren't we going to be stuck here for the rest of our lives?"

"If you can't find a way out, it is likely that you will die here." Wen Fu and the others said with wry smiles and shrugged.

"It seems that we will stay here for a while." Lu Xiaotian glanced around, and walked alone to a hill with a slightly strong aura and lush trees.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, where are you going?" the naughty middle-aged man asked hastily.

"Care, don't approach without my permission, or disturb my cleaning, don't blame me for being rude." Lu Xiaotian turned his head and glanced at everyone.

Madness! Such a word flashed through the mind of the slippery middle-aged man, but when he saw the corpses lying on the ground, he swallowed the word again. Although the other party said that he was injured at this time, no one can be sure whether Lu Xiaotian's terrifying sword array can be used again. No one dared to try it, at least Lu Xiaotian seemed to be much stronger than those foreign monks even though he was alone.

Lu Xiaotian swallowed a Soul Cultivation Pill. He prepared more than a dozen of this kind of pill. Although the Seven Star Formation is extremely powerful, the side effects are also too great. It wasn't too long since the last time the seven-star array was used to kill the severely damaged Huojiao. The deputy soul was injured one after another, so he had to spend time to recuperate the deputy soul. According to the records in the Mystery Splitting Technique, when using this technique, the primordial spirit must remain absolutely intact, otherwise, if something goes wrong, the damage to the primordial spirit will be permanent, and there is no external medicine that can restore it. It is estimated that his cultivation can only go so far. According to the requirements of the mystical splitting technique, when performing the second division of the soul, one must not have suffered serious trauma within thirty years.

When using the Seven Star Sword Formation in the future, will it be controlled by the main soul? Lu Xiaotian suddenly thought of this method. In fact, he has been focusing on cultivating the main soul since he was divided into the master and deputy souls. It has been a few years since he first practiced the mystic splitting technique in the Scarlet Forbidden Land. God has never been wounded. For the time being, in fact, the difference between the master soul and the assistant soul in their heyday is not that big. Once his primordial spirit is split again, he can control the cold wasteland seal at the same time, control a magic weapon, and control puppets to fight. Quite the same as three of his shots at the same time.

The difference is not as simple as one plus one plus one equals three. For example, two people of equal strength can fight for a long time. But after adding one person suddenly, the pressure suddenly doubled. It is normal to be defeated with two fists and four opponents, and to be defeated in a blink of an eye.

"It's still very early to practice the mystic cracking technique for the second time. Let's talk about it later." Soon, Lu Xiaotian laughed at himself. Who can say clearly what will happen twenty years later, just like he just When I took the task and went out to the mountain gate to practice, I didn't expect to have such a situation now.

In the previous battle with the monk Golden Silkworm Valley, apart from the fact that the assistant spirit was seriously injured because of controlling the seven-star formation, he actually did not suffer any other injuries. Only after using the Fire Dragon Bow and Arrow once, almost half of his mana was consumed, and he needed to recover.

There is no war now, and he only has two Huitian Pills now, so he is naturally reluctant to use them. After taking a common mana recovery elixir, Lu Xiaotian began to sort out his income during this period. According to so many years of experience in the world of cultivating immortals, Lu Xiaotian knows the truth that horses have no night and grass is not fat. It is time-consuming and labor-intensive to search for spiritual objects on his own. It is a common thing to get little, far less Loot other monks to get the spirits in their storage bags faster. Even if there are many monks who are too poor, it is still very cost-effective to sell the other party's weapons, or some elixirs, spirit stones and the like.

After receiving Lu Xiaotian's warning, the seven monks from Qingdan Palace and the Beast Sect did not dare to get too close. Lu Xiaotian tossed out several storage bags. The two early stage foundation establishments, and the tall slender woman, had nothing to look at, only two high-grade spirit stones, and some middle-grade spirit stones, and even low-grade spirit stones. Some spirit objects were already in the enchantment. The storage bag of the black-faced middle-aged man is also similar, but in comparison, it is worth more than 100,000 low-grade spirit stones, and his net worth is not bad. There are a few pieces of material used for refining, but unfortunately Lu Xiaotian can't use them, so they might be worth a lot if they are sold.

This monk from the Southern Wilderness is really disappointing. Lu Xiaotian groaned, but in the end he found a big surprise in Zhao Fengshan's storage bag. Inside a pill bottle was a fist-sized panacea with flashing blue light, vast and thin water spirit.

"Water System Condensing Golden Pill!" Lu Xiaotian's eyes were almost rounded, and the Golden Condensing Pill that made countless Foundation Establishment cultivators crazy about it fell into his hands by accident. Unless extremely talented monks, like Yuan Hao, Luo Qing, and monks with outrageous spiritual roots like Duguhan, there are not many bottlenecks in their cultivation to the golden core stage. If most foundation building monks do not have the help of the golden core, this You can only stay in the foundation building period for the rest of your life. But a condensed gold pill may make them soar into the sky.

Since the guy from Golden Silkworm Valley has the Golden Condensation Pill, why did he come to take risks in Hunyuan Dao Zang? By the way, Lu Xiaotian slapped his forehead. This guy is not a monk of the water system. Lu Xiaotian suddenly remembered that when he fought with Zhao Fengshan, the opponent had a heavy wood-type mana aura. That being the case, this golden condensing pill should have been snatched from other monks. That guy is really sad, he finally got the Ningjin Dan, but it fell into the hands of a foreign cultivator. Now it's cheaper than him, Lu Xiaotian smiled. Although this Congealing Golden Pill did not allow him to successfully form the alchemy, after all, he was very clear about his own aptitude. When he first established the foundation, he had to use nine foundation establishment pills to barely succeed.

The difficulty of forming an alchemy is multiplied compared to that of establishing a foundation, and this condensed gold elixir really doesn't help him much. If it is a condensed golden fruit, he can also continuously cultivate it in the enchantment. It's a pity that it has been refined into a pill. But even this condensed gold pill can almost be worth all his savings, after all, this kind of pill can't be exchanged with spirit stones. In Mochizuki's world of cultivating immortals, there is no market at all. And it's even easier to exchange for the spiritual things you need.

In addition, there are several pills that can restore mana. Although they are not as good as Huitian Pill, they are not bad. In addition, there are more than ten pieces of high-grade spirit stones, and other middle-grade and low-grade spirit stones add up to more than 400,000. There are seven magical artifacts inside. It seems that many foundation-building monks have fallen in the world of Mochizuki Immortal Cultivation in the hands of this person. No wonder the net worth is so rich.

In addition to these, Lu Xiaotian's attention fell on a stone tablet in the end, and it seemed that this stone tablet should have been cut off from somewhere.