Become a Fairy

One in front and one behind, two figures emerged from the cracks of Xingluo Heiyan. The person in front has a purple turban and a purple outfit, and his whole body is wrapped in a layer of ice blue alien mask. It was the man in purple before.

And the middle-aged man who came chasing after him had slightly white hair on his temples. The expression is not angry and majestic. It was the lotus avatar of Ye Qianxun that Lu Xiaotian had fought against. Even if it is a strong late-stage fusion, Ye Qianxun's avatar is the same as the purple-clothed man, and he can't move freely. A jade ruyi floated above its head, and cast a ray of jade light to protect it from the black flames of Xingluo.

As soon as the Tunyuan sword turned into six, looking around, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the man in purple. The two clashed constantly in the void. The turbulent mana spread out, and most of the Xingluo black flames scattered in the void were directly burned by the Xingluo black flames, and some of them shot along the gaps of the Xingluo black flames.

The man in purple and the lotus avatar of Ye Qianxun fought fiercely all the way. If it weren't for being blocked by the large and small black flames of the surrounding stars, I don't know what kind of chaos will be caused.

Lu Xiaotian was originally avoiding a few clusters of Xingluo black flames flying around, but when he suddenly encountered the scattered sword energy, he was also forced to show up.

"You're actually here." The purple-clothed man was startled when he saw Lu Xiaotian. He had exhausted all his efforts to find his son, Youlian, and was cautious all the way. Thinking to himself that he didn't reveal any flaws, and set up one or two traps to wait for Lu Xiaotian, but failed to fulfill his wish, the man in purple thought that he had already thrown off Lu Xiaotian.

Now after a fierce fight with Ye Qianxun's avatar, the purple-clothed person knew that things were not as they had expected.

"It's you!" When Ye Qianxun's lotus avatar saw Lu Xiaotian, he also looked surprised. But soon, Chihiro Daye's avatar returned to calm.

Originally, it was already unimaginable that the man in purple and Lu Xiaotian could appear here, and moreover, there have been many strange changes in the star field during this period. Meeting these two Composite Realm cultivators was nothing compared to them.

Ye Qianxun's avatar made a move with both hands, and the six flying swords around him shot forward in salvo, forming a black hexagram floating towards the purple-clothed man.

The man in purple opened his mouth and spit out, with a blue fire burning in his hand, and a star-pointed flying hairpin wrapped in black ice came to meet him tit for tat.

Even though Buzzing was swallowed up by the surrounding Xingluo black flames, a large amount of mana turbulence was swallowed up. The fierce fighting between the two late-stage powerhouses still made the surrounding undercurrents turbulent. If Lu Xiaotian hadn't used his mana, it would be almost impossible to gain a foothold in this void.

The ice fire flying hairpin and Ye Qianxun's avatar's Tunyuan sword fought fiercely one after another, and the wind did not fall for a while. Ye Qianxun's avatar had a smile on his face, and the six-handed flying sword that formed a hexagram suddenly shone in black light , layers of black air emerged.

In the blink of an eye, they became one piece. The volume is not too big. But Lu Xiaotian, as a bystander, looked like that not very big black cloud, but it looked like an endless abyss. Just by taking a look, Lu Xiaotian felt that he had fallen into the abyss and couldn't extricate himself.

As for the purple-clothed man's ice-fire flying hairpin, it was submerged in the abyss at this time, black clouds rolled over, and the ice-fire flying hairpin inside was whistling loudly, but it never came out after breaking the restraint.

The man in purple stared, spread his left palm, and a triangular streamer with blue maple leaves appeared in his hand. The aura is compelling inside. The man in purple waved his hand, and palm-sized blue maple leaves shot out from the blue maple triangular streamer like sharp blades, which looked like countless sharp blades, cutting in the void.

The black abyss formed by the Tunyuan sword was cut by pieces of maple leaves, and there were large and small cracks constantly exposed inside. Through the cracks, both the purple-clothed man and Lu Xiaotian could see that the rope surrounded by black air had bound the purple-clothed The ice and fire of people are flying hairpins.

These forcibly cut cracks quickly healed.

After the maple leaves flying from the triangular flag fell into the abyss, it was like a stone thrown into the sea, but after a few layers of ripples were first set off, they sank into the sea without any news.

Lu Xiaotian was amazed when he saw it. The Yuan Swallowing Sword Art is almost the last sword art among many sword arts, whether it is killing or defending. The only advantage is that it is more inclusive than other sword arts. It seems extremely mediocre. In the hands of Ye Qianxun's avatar, it can have such a wonderful effect of turning decay into magic.

In a short while, the man in purple had resorted to several methods, but they were all swallowed by the abyss created by Ye Qianxun's avatar.

All kinds of changes will fall into the abyss.

The pattern inside the triangular flag in the purple-clothed man's hand changed, turning into an icy blue misty world, and there seemed to be pieces of frost descending on the triangular flag.

The man in purple waved the triangular flag, and frost flew out from inside, which looked extremely sparse, but the severe cold that almost froze the soul made Lu Xiaotian, who was avoiding the turbulent flow of Xingluo black flames, shiver.

Several places of frost flew into the tumbling black air in the abyss, and once the black air and frost came into contact, it seemed to be frozen.

"Ye Qianxun, you are mere clone, don't try to stop me." Seeing that the move was successful, the man in purple showed a look of relief in his eyes. Ye Qianxun's avatar, the vast abyss of the Abyss Swallowing Sword, has ordinary changes, but it is a coincidence. The imposing aura of the endless abyss exerted extraordinary pressure on him.

"This method is indeed able to compete with Tie Feijian, but your supernatural power seems to be lacking." Ye Qianxun's avatar looked calm. There were no other movements. Some of the black air spewed out by the Tunyuan Sword was frozen by the frost, but more came out soon.

A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the man in purple. The pair of ice and fire flying hairpins were his magic weapon. Things got tougher as time went on. And looking at Ye Qianxun's appearance, it was obvious that he still had some strength left. If this continues, his situation will only get worse. Until the final defeat, in the situation where the surrounding area is filled with star Luo black flames, once defeated, it means life and death.

Even if he didn't die in the hands of Ye Qianxun's avatar, if he consumed too much, he would most likely be burned to death by Xingluo Heiyan.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, this avatar of Ye Qianxun is really powerful. I'm afraid I'm not his opponent. My lips are dead and my teeth are cold. Once I lose, Ye Qianxun's avatar will definitely kill you. Chizi Youlian has the distinction of master and deputy, It's you and me, there is still a lot to share this treasure, how about killing this clone of Ye Qianxun together first and then divide the treasure?" The man in purple thought he couldn't beat Ye Qianxun's clone, so he immediately made up his mind To Lu Xiaotian.

Although Lu Xiaotian's strength is not enough to catch his eyes, but in the current situation, the meat is caught in the bowl. Lu Xiaotian's strength is weaker, and he is always a monk of the Fit state, which can relieve some of his pressure.

"Right now, I'm going to do my best to resist Xingluo Heiyan, and I can't help you. Since Ye Qianxun's avatar is here, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to get the treasure. Farewell." How could Lu Xiaotian agree with the purple-clothed man. Turn around and leave.