Become a Fairy

(Well, I'm too lazy to score this chapter. It's been a long time since I saved Dongfangyi to here for more than 30 chapters. The war with the flying cavalry tribe is almost here. Two chapters in one.)

Seeing his clan relatives die so tragically by the silver-haired youth's knife, Qua Sen was trembling with heartache. Maybe he shouldn't have done the same to the Jindan female cultivator just now, at least the silver-haired youth wouldn't be so cruel and ruthless! Jindan female nun is still unscathed, but the monks of his Kua clan suffered heavy losses. In desperation just now, when he attacked the Jindan female cultivator together, Feidan failed to contain the silver-haired young man, but completely angered her.

A burst of thunder rolled, and the silver-armored woman came back to her senses in a very short period of time. She jumped on a horse and held a gun, and chased after Lu Xiaotian. But there was some connection between them. She brought so many monks from the Kua tribe over, not only failed to keep the silver-haired young man, but even she was almost injured, and the monks from the Kua tribe suffered heavy losses. With the arrogance of a woman in silver armor, no matter what, she couldn't swallow this breath. She had to keep this silver-haired young man. What frustrates the silver-armored woman is that Di Kun's speed is no less than that of Lu Hong, the flying horse. Moreover, the evil spirit on Di Kun's body was even stronger, even Lu Hong was quite afraid.

Dozens of flying cavalry warriors from the Kua tribe couldn't even stop the silver-haired youth for a moment, and the silver-armored woman couldn't help gnashing her silver teeth secretly.

Another wave of monks from the Wuzhi tribe appeared in front of them, and the Wuzhi tribe who came chasing after them shot arrows one after another. Lu Xiaotian didn't look back, and sacrificed the cold desolation seal again, blocking behind him. Fortunately, the skills of the magic beads do not need to consume mana Otherwise, in the face of this predicament, even if he had so many defensive methods, he would not be able to handle it.

The huge ice seal fell out of thin air, blocking Lu Xiaotian's back, blocking Lu Xiaotian and Di Kun tightly.

It's just that there are a lot of fire, thunder and heavy arrows fired by the Wu's tribe, and it is absolutely impossible to block them all with just a big ice seal. It was almost just a matter of breathing, and the ice seal was blasted by the raging fire, thunder and heavy arrows, and exploded into countless pieces of ice.

At the same time, another ice seal fell from the sky.

"Damn it, how many rare treasures does this silver-haired young man have!" Seeing the scene in front of him, countless monks from the Wuzhi tribe and the Qing tribe scolded one after another. Incomparably pure, and an astonishing sixth-order physical cultivation.

The Frost Great Seal, at least an intermediate-level spell, can be cast instantly, unless the opponent is a sixth-level peak magician, but how can so many things happen to a monk at the same time. Even if this silver-haired young man is a genius, he began to practice in the womb, and it is already shocking to reach the current level. This instant middle-level ice spell could only come from some kind of treasure. One or two treasures on any person's body, such as Jindan female cultivators or silver-haired youths, are enough for a foundation-builder cultivator to benefit endlessly. These Wuzhi and Qing clans who swarmed forward seemed even more crazy.

It's just that the Qing tribe seemed a little depressed. In this kind of long-distance attack, the Wuzhi tribe, or the Kua tribe, obviously had the upper hand. They had to fly closer to attack.

The Great Seal of Ice sacrificed again was shattered into ice slag by the Huo Lei Heavy Arrow without any suspense, but with this short delay, Di Kun climbed up the height suddenly, avoiding most of the Huo Lei Heavy Arrow's shots. Lu Xiaotian didn't turn his head back, he twisted his backhand with the knife, and several of the most powerful fire and thunder arrows were knocked down by him.

In addition, several fire and thunder arrows hit his back again. While the huge impact on the back caused great pain, it also made Lu Xiaotian's blood overflow from his mouth uncontrollably, falling on Dongfang Yi's snow-white dress in front of him, making it even more bright red.

"Kill, that silver-haired young man is injured." A group of Wubu flying cavalry fighters who reappeared in front of them looked at the scene excitedly. Such a great achievement should naturally belong to their Wuzhi tribe.

Lu Xiaotian was interested in killing, and Di Kun rushed towards the opponent with the same heart. More than twenty fire, thunder and heavy arrows came head-on. Flying warriors from several tribes who had already reached more than 200 people behind them chased after them even more aggressively, overwhelming the crowd.

It's just that when Lu Xiaotian rushed towards the twenty-odd fire and thunder arrows, he couldn't help but feel another thump in his heart.

"No, he wants to escape with the help of your Wu clan!" The silver-armored woman quickly realized that once Lu Xiaotian rushed into the more than 20 Wu clan monks, the people behind would definitely throw their hands at them, fearing that they would hurt themselves. People, after all, the Wuzhi tribe is the most powerful here. Who dares to accidentally injure easily, and at this time, the Kua tribe is also suffering heavy casualties, no one can compete at all.

"Wu Chi is an idiot!" Ubi cursed in his heart, but Wu Chi is the second son of the patriarch, even if he died, it must not be at his hands.

For this silver-haired young man, everyone was extremely jealous. Among the foundation-building monks, there were so many people present, no one could beat him, and his mind was even more extraordinary. Even in such a difficult situation, he still Being able to choose the most favorable style of play at the first time, the silver-haired young man cleverly resolved several crises that seemed impossible to overcome. What is scary about this person is not only his strength, but also his wit and calmness. Once he escapes at this time, he will suffer endless disasters in the future!

A lot of fire, thunder and heavy arrows fell in front of him, and Lu Xiaotian was traumatized again, but the advantage of physical training in this kind of fierce battle was also reflected. Even if he was traumatized, these monks of the Flying Cavalry tribe wanted to inflict fatal injuries on Lu Xiaotian. It's not easy, after all, the most threatening attacks were all intercepted by Lu Xiaotian.

As long as they are given a certain amount of time, even if it takes time, they can kill Lu Xiaotian, but Lu Xiaotian is trying to create a way out for himself. Once again broke into the formation of more than 20 Wu Chi flying cavalry.

clang clang! Two late-stage monks, under the golden light of the sword, one died and the other was injured, blood spilled in the air.

In the later middle period, even the bodies of the two initial monks were frozen in the air again under the attack of Bingpo Xuanyin.

Lu Xiaotian snorted coldly, he didn't need to use his sub-sense to control Qing Fengfan, but it freed him up to a certain extent. While wielding the ground-splitting knife in one hand, the sub-primordial spirit controlled the Chiyan Lihuo sword to shoot rapidly in the air However, although controlling two alchemy artifacts at the same time consumes a lot of mana, it refers to the time of fierce fighting. This kind of one-sided massacre will not encounter any resistance, and the mana consumption is not much.

When the Chiyan Lihuo sword was retracted again, more than a dozen blood mist had already exploded in the air. The spirit eagle and the flying warriors of the Wuzhi tribe disintegrated in the air, and there were a few guys who were a little farther away. Lu Xiaotian had to work hard to keep I don't bother to care about the distance of the chasing soldiers behind. Besides, there are still a few left to block the subsequent attacks.

It's just that when these few people came back to their senses and saw the tragic image in the sky, they couldn't help but turn pale. In the blink of an eye, more than twenty people had turned into such a tragic appearance again.

"Bastard!" Countless Wuzhi tribe's monks were shocked and angry when they saw the scene in front of them. He wanted to shoot the heavy arrows of fire and thunder for revenge, but there were still a few injured clansmen standing in front of him, so he could only watch helplessly as the silver-haired young man pierced through the intercepting clansmen's team and walked away.

Even the Qing clan and the Kua clan don't have good-looking faces. The existence of the silver-haired youth is not only a disgrace to the Wu clan, but a shame to the entire Flying Cavalry clan.

A large group of flying cavalry tribes were chasing after them, and Lu Xiaotian fought and left. Even though he tried his best, he was still shot by the fire and thunder arrows from the Wuzhi tribe behind him, and the wind-fire clutch guns thrown by the Kua tribe. In the process, the injuries on his body became more and more serious.

The Wuzhi tribe and the Kua tribe would attack whenever they had the opportunity. Even the Qing tribe also performed a secret technique, and the green demon snake sitting under it suddenly spit out a large number of poison sacs. The speed of the poison sac was astonishing. Unexpectedly, they rushed to the front of him first, and then exploded loudly, spilling a large amount of venom. Lu Xiaotian was shocked and quickly sacrificed the defensive spirit shield, but the poison had a strong corrosive effect on the defensive spirit shield. There are a lot of them, and the defensive spirit mask was quickly completely corroded, falling like rain, making people unable to resist at all, smelling the stench in the venom, and making people feel slightly dizzy after smelling it, Lu Xiaotian was startled , with his cultivation level, he still felt this way, so he knew that this thing must be extremely poisonous, so he quickly took a hundred poison pills, and then stuffed another one into Dongfang Yi's mouth. As for Di Kun, he didn't even care about this kind of venom.

The chasing Flying Cavalry tribe saw that the snake venom of the Qing clan could not have much effect on the silver-haired young man, but the venom sprayed in the air caused a lot of trouble to the Wuzhi tribe and the Kua tribe other than the Qing tribe. , only the silver armor woman rushed over without any scruples, but the others had to choose to avoid the area full of venom.

Lu Xiaotian took advantage of this rare opportunity to escape for a further distance, and the Wu clan couldn't help but glared at the Qing clan. Regarding this, the Qing clan could only respond with a livid face.

When he broke through the obstruction of the two flying cavalry tribes again, Lu Xiaotian's injuries became more serious. The clothes outside were already in tatters, and the red scales inside were exposed in a large area.

More than two hundred flying tribes broke in, and all kinds of spiritual birds covered the sky and the sun. Such a big movement shocked those low-level fire bats to scatter densely. Looking from a distance, the sun above their heads was covered. Facing the intruders, the innumerable fire bats uttered angry calls one after another, which was very ear-piercing.

Lu Xiaotian turned his head and glanced at the flying cavalry tribe chasing behind him.

The silver armored woman, as well as all the flying cavalry tribes, watched the countless fire bats startled, and there was a lot of squeaks all around, except for the sound of the fire bats, it was the sound of the fire bats flapping their wings. Even they, seeing the scene in front of them, couldn't help their scalps tingling. Compared with the fire bat population in front of them, even their two hundred flying warriors also felt like they were dripping water facing rivers and seas.

Even the spiritual bird under the seat felt instinctive fear of the scene in front of him, and involuntarily lowered his speed. At this time, the silver-haired young man turned his head, the smile on the corner of his mouth was clearly mocking them. Indeed, the Flying Cavalry tribe mobilized so many people to chase and intercept them, and even with countless losses, the silver-haired young man took the seriously injured golden Dan Nvxiu fled here, and the other party did have the capital to mock them.

"Do you think it's over if you escape here? I don't believe that you really dare to break into the fire bat population. Now hand over the golden core female cultivator, capture her without a fight, and submit to my flying cavalry tribe. I can make the decision and forgive you." One life!" The silver-armored woman pointed her silver gun at the silver-haired young man in front of her and shouted.

For the Yinjia woman's self-righteous assertion, the Wu clan immediately looked dissatisfied, and there was a lot of discussion, but the silver armor woman was obviously from the Kua clan, and they had no better way in the current situation. If the silver-haired young man broke into the group of fire bats and was killed by the fire bats, they would naturally not get the credit. After sacrificing so many tribes, they couldn't do anything to win the other party. It was the group of fire bats that killed him. No one can accept this result.

If the silver-haired young man can be forced to be arrested without a fight, that's not bad. Will they be killed or cut, or is it up to the Flying Cavalry tribe? And the treasures on the silver-haired youth and the golden core nun can also be preserved, so that they won't be trapped in the fire bat swarm.

The swarm of fire bats had already been startled, and they rushed towards this side layer by layer, and the time left for the silver-haired youth was obviously running out.

One side is being captured, and the other is being killed. For monks who cherish their lives, especially those who are very likely to become Jindan monks, the silver-haired young man in front of him is so tyrannical, it stands to reason that the possibility of becoming a Jindan monk is far higher than other monks. Humans will naturally cherish their lives even more.

But what made everyone wrong was that Lu Xiaotian still had a mocking smile on his face at this time, and he didn't answer, he just raised his head slightly, and squinted at the group of fire bats that looked like the sky was falling. After glancing at everyone, he patted Di Kun on the head lightly, without hesitation or fear, at a steady speed, but with great determination, he galloped towards the endless group of movie stars.

Everyone's throats surged, and they looked at the silver-haired young man whose clothes were torn and his scales were exposed, and his figure was still tall and straight.

The golden knife fluttered, and the fire bats that flew near the silver-haired youth were twisted into pieces. The red ones were blood, the golden ones were knives, and the fluttering silver threads all over the head were a kind of wild and unruly arrogance!

The swarm of fire bats that had really covered the sky pressed down, giving people a feeling that the sky was falling. No one dared to take a step forward with more than two hundred flying cavalry tribes. It seems that it failed to change the color of the silver-haired youth, let alone stop the progress of the silver-haired youth.

At this time, no one from the Flying Cavalry tribe moved forward, only the silver-haired young man, one man with one sword, one ride Juechen!

"It's a pity, it's not wrong to lose to this person, withdraw!" The silver armor girl looked at the scene in front of her in a daze, and the expression of disbelief on her face turned into a sigh of pity. Regardless of the people from the Wuzhi and Qing tribes, they left with the soldiers of the Kua tribe.

As Lu Xiaotian submerged into the endless sea of ​​bats, the original hatred turned into a wave of respect. Being in different camps, as alien races, most flying warriors were also conquered by the fearlessness and arrogance of the silver-haired youth. Of course, there is also such a look of resentment on Ubi's face.