Become a Fairy

The mana breath left by Luo Qing's battle with the Flying Cavalry tribe is very obvious. Lu Xiaotian didn't even need to look for it deliberately, he could follow the obvious mana fluctuation all the way. Qingfengfan soared forward at an extremely fast speed in the air.

In the distance, a group of flying cavalry tribes were also rushing forward. It seems that he didn't notice him, Lu Xiaotian's expression changed, could it be that he was also looking at Luo Qing? This team of flying cavalry tribe turned out to be his old acquaintance, and they were monks from the Kua tribe. It's just that he didn't know if there were any of these people in front of him who surrounded and suppressed him.

There was a trace of coldness on Lu Xiaotian's face, and his speed did not slow down. In any case, he joined Luo Qing first, and then, in order to avenge him, Luo Qing fought to the death with the members of the Flying Cavalry tribe. How could he just sit back and watch Luo Qing fall into a tight siege? But it doesn't matter even if he falls into a tight siege again, the big deal is to bring Luo Qing to fight out. In the past, he could lead the seriously injured Dongfang Yi to fight a bloody way, but now his strength is even stronger than before, why not.

While Lu Xiaotian was moving forward, suddenly, a shocking mana fluctuation came, it should be said that it was two completely different mana breaths, golden core monk! Lu Xiaotian was terrified, it was the Golden Core cultivator who was fighting.

Lu Xiaotian hurriedly landed from the air to the ground, restraining his aura to the extreme, trying not to let anyone find out, after all, it is not known which side of the Golden Core cultivator has the upper hand, if the foreign Golden Core cultivator is more powerful, it is estimated that I wouldn't mind pulling out my hand to kill him.

Lu Xiaotian, who fell to the ground, was anxious and didn't care about waiting for a long time. He walked carefully on the ground. After all, there was another group of flying warriors rushing towards Luo Qing's direction just now, and he didn't know the situation on Luo Qing's side.

Even though there was a fight between Golden Core cultivators at this time, Lu Xiaotian still approached Luo Qing carefully, even if he was on the ground, he was definitely not moving slowly.

When the distance was closer, although the opponent's shadow could not be seen, there were thunderous sounds in the air one after another, and the berserk breath belonging to the Golden Core cultivator filled the air, shaking Lu Xiaotian's heartbeat. Fortunately, the figures of those two people did not appear, and the two auras gradually moved away, apparently leaving here. Lu Xiaotian took a breath, picked up the speed and moved forward.

Huh, in the sky, there are flying cavalry tribes in the brigade, and there are several other foreign monks. If Lu Xiaotian rushed here one step earlier, he would definitely find that there are many acquaintances present. Back then, Miao Tian, ​​Snake Girl, and There are three foundation builders of Broken Knife, more than 20 flying cavalry tribes, and there is also a black and strong man who looks like a giant iron tower, nine feet tall, and holds a red gold thick short whip in his hand. Another fat, bald man with bare chest and breasts is wearing an extremely rare monster, a scorpion snake. The body of a piebald python is thicker than a human calf. Seven inches is not as thin as ordinary pythons, but thicker and thicker. In front of it was a scorpion head, and the two protruding scorpion pincers were also extremely sharp. The scorpion coiled around the fat bald-headed body, as cold as a poisonous snake, but the fat bald-headed man had a smiling expression on his face, as if Like a Maitreya Buddha.

As for Luo Qing, six or seven monks fell into it. The green skirt on Luo Qing's body was torn in pieces, and there were some faint bloodstains, and there was also a trace of blood on the side of his originally white mouth. But facing so many people, Luo Qing still showed no trace of fear, the green skirt on his body was fluttering in the wind, and the expression on his face was as cold as the breeze blowing.

Among the others, there were four monks from the Ancient Sword Sect, half male and half male, as well as Luo Kang, Zhao Zhong, and Tian Jing from Lingxiao Palace.

At this time, when they saw the monks from other lands who had already surrounded them, everyone looked ashen.

"The third-ranked demon-subduing golden whip tower among the monks of the foreign alliance!"

"The seventh-ranked Flame Demon Saber Miao Tian!"

"And the bald man with the scorpion snake should be Qianying Scorpion Venom Maitreya! The eighth place!"

Which few monks are not simple, can stand side by side with these people Broken Knife, and Snake Girl Dan are already extremely strong, how can they be mediocre?

And Luo Qing in front of me, although she is a talented female disciple from the ancient sword sect, she was still in the ancient sword sect's retreat, and she was killed in the last four or five years. Later, other people didn't know how many hostile monks Luo Qing had killed, but judging from the situation in front of him, it was probably far more than the rumors said.

"I heard that among the foundation-building monks in the moon-watching world, another top expert has risen. I came here to see it. I didn't expect it to be a delicate beauty. That beauty, I said it would be a pity for you to die here like this. Why don't you go with me, monk, and spend the rest of your life happily with me, monk, I can still save your life." Poison Maitreya laughed, his thick eyelids covered his eyes into a thin line.

"Fake monk, put away your tricks for me. It makes people feel panicked. Otherwise, don't blame me for taking care of this woman and then going back to deal with you." Xiang Tieta swept in dissatisfaction. Poison Maitreya took a look.

"Xiang Tieta, what do you mean? Don't forget that she is a monk from the moon-watching world, and she is also a top-notch genius disciple of the ancient sword sect. You want to fight for a monk from the moon-watching world?" Poison Maitreya slender A stern look flashed in his eyes.

"Don't mess with me. It doesn't matter which camp you are in. If you make me feel bad, I will beat you like that. If you are not convinced, you can fight with me at any time." Xiang Tieta snorted, and the thick golden The red short whip slammed on the shoulder, as if he didn't care about the opponent.

"It took a lot of effort to trap this genius of the ancient sword sect known as the Moon Spirit Sword Body. I don't have time to play with you today. I'll ask for advice another day."

Poison Maitreya's eyes flashed, and he looked a little afraid of the Xiangtie Tower. After all, there is nothing wrong with the reputation, and being able to rank third among the three immortal cultivators who attacked Mochizuki is indeed the pinnacle of the foundation cultivators. There is not much difference between the two. Although he is the best in the Xingxiu Immortal Cultivation World, he still has a bit of fear in the face of this iron tower.

"I have heard for a long time that the Flying Cavalry tribe is famous for fighting, and they are very good at fighting more and fighting less. How dare you go forward and fight!" When Xiang Tieta and Du Maitreya were arguing, Luo Qing didn't want to listen to their chatter anymore. The long sword was unsheathed and pointed directly in the direction of the flying cavalry tribe.

"As you wish!" The middle-aged man on the demon griffin was furious when he heard the sound. Although his brother was only ranked twenty-ninth in the three major leagues of foreign monks, he was able to rank this among countless foundation-building monks. Ranking, the method is also very amazing, he was killed by the sword in the sneak attack of this woman before, but fortunately another team of the same clan nearby rushed to him, otherwise he would not be able to escape from the woman's sword, now Luo Qing is provoking again . As a family of flying riders, Anthill can't bear it anymore.