Become a Fairy

Chapter 3250

"Wow!" In the dense white mist, one after another howled wolves. Lu Xiaotian changed several directions in a row, and encountered searches of different scales, ranging from dozens to hundreds of wolves.

Often in the same direction, Lu Xiaotian had to avoid several waves of wolf cavalry, and the opponent's search was very strict, even if he avoided several waves of wolf cavalry, Lu Xiaotian would not dare to be careless at all. With such a rigorous search, Lu Xiaotian is even more sure that Ying Langtian and the old devil have joined forces.

At this time, Lu Xiaotian felt a little powerless. He originally thought that entering the phantom mist swamp would be all right to face the threats that might come from Xuanxian, but who knew that it was Ying Langtian and the old devil who took action in person, and he really looked up to him. of. Even if it is not the real body, the strength is far from being restored to match the realm. It's not something he can compete with now.

The wolf riders responsible for the search are mainly fairy-level wolf riders and true fairy-level werewolves.

Lu Xiaotian, the divine consciousness searched by Xuanxian-level wolves, also encountered a few waves, but Lu Xiaotian avoided him before the other party found Lu Xiaotian's side. Fortunately, there is no werewolf with celestial level strength yet, Lu Xiaotian Yuanshen is powerful, and he is not confident enough to surpass celestial beings.

And although these wolf riders are good in strength, they are still not large enough to enclose several sides at the same time. Lu Xiaotian went around in the Illusory Mist Swamp for several months, and finally arrived at the periphery of the Illusory Mist Swamp. Lu Xiaotian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this time, a faint demonic energy struck again, and black bats rushed towards the sky from far away. When it comes to individual strength, these black bats exuding a touch of magic are far inferior to wolf riders, but there are too many of them. This situation is what Lu Xiaotian is most afraid of. These hunters are stronger and weaker, as long as they haven't reached the level of a fairy, they won't have too much influence on Lu Xiaotian. The key is the number of opponents. After reaching this level, once he found his trace, he had been hiding for so long, and all his previous efforts would have been wasted.

Lu Xiaotian retreated back quietly, but the number of opponents was really too many, Lu Xiaotian changed several directions in a row, and still encountered this dense group of bats.

"Try your luck." After turning around in a small circle, there were already mephits everywhere. Lu Xiaotian gritted his teeth, knowing that there was no way to avoid this group of bats. Now he was moving his body, his hair became black and blue, and his face also appeared. Certain changes have been made. The body turned into a streamer of light, rushing away into the distance.

Without using the Demon Suppressing Tower or the Wulei Arrow, Lu Xiaotian behaved like an ordinary human true immortal. After all, there are quite a few true immortals lost in the Illusory Mist Swamp.

If the other party just regards him as an ordinary true immortal, there may still be a chance to escape. There is no other way at this time, Lu Xiaotian can only take a gamble.

Being forced out of shape and no longer having to hide, Lu Xiaotian didn't have much fear, and groups of mephits exploded directly at the location where the aura flashed. The whole swarm of bats was in commotion.

At this time, Lu Xiaotian had already reached the edge of the phantom mist swamp. As long as they rush out of here, they can find a main force of the immortal army and enter the camp of the immortal army, and most of the pressure can be relieved.

These bat swarms alone are far from enough to prevent Lu Xiaotian from getting out of trouble. He rushed out of the phantom fog swamp all the way, and Lu Xiaotian arrived at the nearest fairy army camp. The fairy soldiers in this camp are obviously from the Mukun fairyland. After that, the fairy army who arrived at the edge of the phantom fog swamp at this time was obviously much more cautious than before. The scale of this fairy army camp was larger than any place Lu Xiaotian had encountered before, and the fairy army with distinctive armor was inside. The number reached an astonishing four thousand. There are at least a hundred or so real immortals.

Previously, he suffered a disastrous defeat at the hands of the wolf cavalry and another wolf cavalry of more than 300 people, resulting in countless casualties. The most fundamental reason is naturally the wolf cavalry's combat power and rich experience in battle formation. The immortal armies of the two places are comparable.

But on the other hand, the immortal army was still on its way at that time, and people gathered from various immortal villages. Its own quality is not as good as wolf cavalry, and its command is not unified, and its formation is chaotic, and a large number of servants from various sects of immortal sects are mixed in. With all these factors superimposed, it would be hell to beat the wolf cavalry.

At this time, the number of immortal army camps has reached such a level, and there are still Xuanxian sitting in the town, and the military strength has been greatly improved. The degree of martial law in the camp is far from what it was before. A lot of large-scale fairy artifacts for defense were added, and there were defensive restrictions. Maybe pulling this fairy army out of the camp is still not the opponent of the wolf cavalry, but under the situation of defending according to the danger, the wolf cavalry will have to be knocked out once or twice if the wolf cavalry imagined that they could defeat the fairy army with little effort before. tooth.

"Who is coming!" Lu Xiaotian didn't deliberately hide from his tracks, he rushed all the way, and soon a team of real immortals came to intercept him.

"Under Zhu Xiansi of the Guiling Immortal Territory, he was defeated by wolf riders in the Illusory Mist Swamp, and now he has found a way out of the Illusory Mist Swamp. I hope to let him go." Lu Xiaotian took the piece of Zhu Yan's scarlet order that Zhu Yan gave him. come out.

"There is a special place in the camp to collect the remnants. After entering the camp, you are not allowed to move around, or you will be severely punished." The leading man with big ears waved his hand, and the two immortals came out more and made a request to Lu Xiaotian gesture. The other immortals had already seen the mephits behind them, and began to sacrifice their immortal weapons to harvest the lives of these mephits.

The strength of these mephits is extremely poor, and the stronger ones are only equivalent to the monks of the fit state, and the weaker ones are even equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage, around the gods, and some monsters in the fairy world are just born. stronger than this.

A flying sword and sword light spread out, and one of them can be harvested, but there are too many mephits. Layer upon layer, killing endlessly. The magic energy emanating from the mephit gathered less and became more, and it has formed an overwhelming trend.

"Not good, there are wolf riders haunting it." Lu Xiaotian's eyelids twitched. Immortal artifacts reaped the lives of the mephits, and while the mephits were killed and injured countless times by the aura of each immortal artifact, three huge figures with a height of more than a hundred feet were exposed inside. Huge black chains are wrapped around him, and each hand holds a giant hammer with spikes.

Several huge hammer shadows hit the fairy army camp, and all kinds of fairy artifacts that were hit along the way made wailing sounds, and the immortal energy was greatly reduced by the huge thorn hammer, and some even broke into two halves directly from midair. fall down.

"Broken Demon Arrow! Hurry up, hurry up!" At this time, several violent shouts rang out one after another in the Xianjun camp. A series of giant crossbows were quickly set up in the Xianjun camp,

At this time, hundreds of wolf riders came galloping behind the three hundred-foot-high werewolf figures. A faint phantom of a giant wolf enveloped the hundreds of wolves.