Become a Fairy

Huh——Even if the Crying Blood Mosquito Demon and Wu Changlian both chased after them, after staying in the Dark Demon Grave for so long, the middle-aged man's family of three escaped from the Dark Demon Grave at this time, and they couldn't help feeling relieved Take a breath. Even if he died at this time, it would be good to take a breath of the fresh air outside the dark demon mound and take a look at the clear blue sky.

Behind Zhu Qi, Huo Zhan Da, Che Er, and the red-eyed sheep demon also passed through the foggy area formed by the tomb.

Followed by Lu Xiaotian, and the overjoyed Wu Changlian and the Crying Blood Mosquito Demon who followed after them, they have been fighting fiercely in the dark demon mound for so long, even the two old monsters who fit together have a sense of joy in seeing the world again .

"Go on your own, I can't protect you anymore." At this time Lu Xiaotian was also extremely depressed. He was doing well in the dark demon mound. Although Wu Changlian and the blood-crying mosquito demon are powerful, there is nothing they can do about him. He can continue to waste like this Go down and scare the weaker blood-crying mosquito demon, so that the other party will retreat. As long as there is no blood-crying mosquito demon, Wu Changlian alone will not pose much threat to him in the dark demon grave.

Unexpectedly, he encountered a wave of beasts in the dark demon mound. There are countless monsters and tomb spirits in the brigade in the demon mound. The worry of falling. As a last resort, he fled to the nearest exit and exited the Gloomy Demon Tomb. The Crying Blood Mosquito Demon and Wu Changlian naturally chased after him.

Once they left the Dark Demon Tomb, the auras of Wu Changlian and the Crying Blood Mosquito Demon were completely different from those in the Gloomy Demon Tomb, especially Wu Changlian, whose sword intent was about to stab the sky, making everyone present They couldn't help but feel that there was a sharp sword hanging high above their heads, and it would fall down at any time.

At this time, the middle-aged man's family of three was struggling under the extremely fierce sword intent, and it was difficult for them to even move, let alone escape.

"Let's go." Soon, the middle-aged man's family of three, the big car and the second car felt the pressure on their bodies lighten up again, and saw Lu Xiaotian hanging in the air with his silver hair flying. The same extremely fierce sword intent surged out from Lu Xiaotian's body. At the same time, a strange beast with a hawk body and a huge ice python also appeared in the bloody brilliance behind Lu Xiaotian. A vision of a howling eagle and python. In terms of momentum alone, it is not inferior to either Wu Changlian or the blood-crying mosquito demon.

"I don't want to be affected, escape as far as I can." Lu Xiaotian directly sent a sound transmission to Zhu Qi and his party. Now it's not in the dark demon mound, and under Lu Xiaotian's cover, they can also get along with a fit old man like the blood-crying mosquito demon. The demon has played tricks. At this time, there is no suppression from the dark demon family, let alone a fight with the fit old monster, just being hit by the aftermath of the fight of the fit-level powerhouse, even for the seriously injured Zhu Qi, it is a narrow escape, let alone the red-eyed sheep The demons and fire corpses are juniors in the imaginary realm.

At this time, Lu Xiaotian and the fit monks hadn't made a move yet, but that momentum alone had already stirred up the situation in the world.

"Out of the dark demon mound, the old man wants to see what kind of tricks you have cultivated, and eat the old man's sword." Wu Changlian laughed, without the suppression of the demon mound, at this time, he is the fit for the world Sword repair in the middle stage of the realm. Linghong Feijian is like a white rainbow that seems to connect the sky and the earth, and Wu Changlian is in the very center of the white rainbow. Whoosh whoosh, the white rainbow that pierced the sky and the earth surged towards Lu Xiaotian like a rainstorm, covering Lu Xiaotian's airspace.

Click! Lu Xiaotian's Fangtian painting halberd fell, like the collapse of the sky, forming a mysterious vortex, which directly sucked in the sword energy like a torrential rain. "The fire of the firefly dares to compete with the bright moon, and the Linghong kills ghosts!" Wu Changlian shouted, and the white rainbow that connected the sky and the earth suddenly transformed into a smart three-foot sword. Disappeared, pointing directly at Lu Xiaotian's eyebrows. Although the body shape is completely incomparable with the previous vision that connected heaven and earth, but this three-foot spiritual rainbow is more threatening than Lu Xiaotian, but it is still above the shocking white light.

"Roar!" The huge ice python formed after Lu Xiaotian absorbed the spirit of the ice python in the middle stage of fusion rolled in the air for a while, opened its huge python mouth and bit at the three-foot white light. Although the figures of the two are completely out of proportion, it's just that the giant ice python with a magnificent figure couldn't hold on in the confrontation with the three-shocked Baihong. It is shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"After Wu Changlian devoured the blue-armored old devil's Hidden Demon Sword fetus, his strength has improved so much!" After seeing the power of the Linghong Feijian, Lu Xiaotian was quite shocked. At this time, Wu Changlian's strength is probably not inferior. How much is Lei Seng? It's just that judging from the current means, it's probably a little weaker than Zen Master Mingyi.

Whoosh, whoosh, several red beams of light in the sky shone like nine nights of mysterious light from the sky. With a move of Lu Xiaotian's consciousness, the Piao Miao Feijian went forward without too many tricks. When the red beam of light came several times, Lu Xiaotian could only cut it with one sword. Wherever the sword edge passed, the red beam of light was smashed one after another.

"As expected of the leader of the Piaozi Sword Art, if I can swallow your Piaomiao sword fetus, I will be able to step into the later stage of fusion with one foot, and it is not weaker than the strong Zen master of the Buddhist sect."

When Wu Changlian saw the Piaomiao flying sword sacrificed by Lu Xiaotian, his eyes lit up. Along the way, he was ambushing and chasing and killing Ye Ziyu, and then Ye Ziyu escaped. Lu Xiaotian set a reward with the Hehun Pill to find information about Ye Ziyu, so he set a trap. After working for such a long time, he did not hesitate to chase into the Dark Demon Tomb with the honor of the fit. Wasn't it just for the current, flying sword several feet away, so that he can go one step further up the ladder of swordsmanship.

"I want to go, and you two can't keep me." Lu Xiaotian said coldly, at worst, he would enter the Gloomy Demon Tomb alone, and fight head-on with the two old monsters Wu Changlian and the Bloody Mosquito Demon. He can't escape the siege and interception of the two old monsters elsewhere, and with Wu Changlian's current strength, he may not be able to escape easily outside, and he may still be on the dark demon mound.

"Big words! Could it be that this seat is just for decoration?" The Crying Blood Mosquito Demon was furious, and the prism of the Red Crystal Demon above the sky was brilliant, and suddenly turned into a blood-colored cage to enclose the misty flying sword. Seeing the misty flying sword rushing left and right inside, the body of the red crystal demon prism trembled slightly, and the screaming blood mosquito demon suddenly felt heartache. His magic weapon is afraid that he will sleep forever in the blood mosquito crack after this time. Unavailable for a long time.

It's just that the eyes of the Crying Blood Mosquito Demon quickly became fierce again. As long as Lu Xiaotian can be killed, all the sacrifices are worthwhile. As a strong person in the fit state, he doesn't want to stay in the lair and worry about it.