Become a Fairy

Palace Master Shayang has already discovered the breath that makes people feel palpitating in the stone vortex, which makes him feel like he is looking up to a mountain.

The other party did not deliberately suppress him with momentum, but the invisible pressure made Palace Master Shayang breathless for a while.

What kind of existence is this? Why did the other party come to the giant stone world?

The giant stone clan definitely does not have such a powerful existence. Why would the other party be an enemy of a giant like Honghao Tianting because of these ants?

Palace Master Shayang has many puzzles, "I don't know who you are, why do you want to interfere in the affairs of the giant stone world?"

The remaining rock giants were stunned. Palace Master Shayang was already an existence that they could not imagine, and it seemed that now there was another inexplicable strong man.

It seemed that maybe he was not from Honghao Tianting. How could this be possible?

The burly man was also stunned in place. Palace Master Shayang was like a god to him. Seeing the solemn and serious expression of Palace Master Shayang, the burly man couldn't help feeling creepy.

"It doesn't matter who I am. The dead don't need to know too much."

A vague figure slowly walked out of the stone vortex. At this time, the power accumulated in the vortex was enough.

A large group of immortal soldiers were coming from a farther place, but in other places in the giant stone world, there were also phantoms cast by Lu Xiaotian.

Seeing everything that happened on the battlefield, countless rock giants shared the same hatred and hatred, and their hearts were raging. Invisibly, they gathered into a momentum. Lu Xiaotian had been waiting for the accumulation of this power.

As the master of the dragon totem power, Lu Xiaotian was already familiar with gathering the power of the tribe. He was not a member of the giant stone tribe and could not use this power for a long time, but he could use it to break the situation for now.

"How dare you, who will win is still unknown." After hearing this, the Lord of Shayang Palace was furious.

He was also a strong man in Honghao Tianting, and the other party dared to look down on him so much. He has been practicing and fighting against countless strong men since then, and most of those who dared to despise him did not end well.

"You have already lost from the moment I came. Losing means death. You have killed so many rock giants. You will be buried with them."

Lu Xiaotian smiled calmly and stretched out his hand. The stone vortex that condensed boundless power turned into a sword shadow and flew into his hand.

Lu Xiaotian's projection clone chopped down with the sword. The Lord of Shayang Palace felt that there was only this sword shadow between heaven and earth, pure without any other impurities.

The mysteries of the laws he spread around were like sheep encountering a tiger under the opponent's sword intent, and they fell apart in an instant.

The Lord of Shayang Palace felt that no matter which direction he fled, he would encounter this sword.

An unprecedented crisis covered him like a dark cloud formed by the sword intent, not only covering any place around him, but also covering his heart.

The two sides have not really fought, but they have actually fought, and the Lord of Shayang Palace is at a disadvantage.

The competition in the state of mind has been lost without suspense. In the battle of magic, I am afraid that I am not the opponent of the other party.

However, these are not reasons to give up resistance. Even if he cannot win, he will fight to the death. The Lord of Shayang Palace will never give in.

Gritting his teeth, the Lord of Shayang Palace sacrificed the Poison Sun Guillotine. This is the result of his hard work. It is not only powerful, but also has a strange poison.

The strong men of the same level are all terrified by his Poison Sun Guillotine. Even those with higher cultivation than him are quite afraid of it.

The mysterious man in front of him is strong, but he is not here in person. The master should be very far away from here.

In this regard, the Lord of Shayang Palace believes that he has some advantages. Although he is not as strong as the opponent, he may not be unable to fight.

Boom, the Poison Sun Guillotine and the opponent's stone sword collided without any tricks. For a while, the stone ripples surged, the yellow sand was filled, and the restless sunlight was disordered.

The Lord of Shayang Palace was happy in his heart. He blocked such a powerful attack from the opponent.

At the same time, he was touched. Being able to fight with such an opponent was a great inspiration to him. The shackles of his previous hard training seemed to be loosening. Perhaps after this battle, he would usher in a new improvement.

But before he could wait for long to be happy, a sword shadow had already flown over, and the sword tip pointed directly at his forehead.

It seemed that there was still some distance, but the Lord of Shayang Palace was shocked to find that there was a needle-like pain between his eyebrows.

"What a powerful swordsmanship." The Lord of Shayang Palace took a breath. This invisible sword was much more powerful than the sword that had just been cut, which made his soul tremble.

If it weren't for his physical body as a barrier, his soul would hardly have the intention to resist this sword tip.

The opponent's sword intent was so amazing. Such strength must have reached the level of the Immortal King. Even if he hadn't been given a title, he must be at that level.

But the Lord of Shayang Palace racked his brains and couldn't remember when such a person existed in the fairy world.

In a hurry, Shayang Palace sacrificed a sand scorpion soul tripod, and the gray-brown small tripod floated from the top of the head.

A ferocious sand scorpion swam inside, and the scorpion tail fiercely attacked the sword. Except for a gust of sandstorm blowing around, there was no other fluctuation.

After a while, the sand scorpion was exhausted, and its body became weaker and weaker. Finally, it screamed and collapsed into a gray-brown smoke.

The stone sword shadow still domineeringly cut into the small tripod, and the small tripod was split into two, and the sword tip sank into the top of the head of the Shayang Palace Master.

A shrill scream followed, and this part of the Shayang Palace Master's mind was completely disrupted by the sword tip, and the giant face in the void also exploded directly.

In a farther place, the Shayang Palace Master spit out a mouthful of blood, looking at the direction of the battle with a horrified face. From beginning to end, the opponent only used two swords.

One sword restrained the Poison Sun Guillotine that he was proud of, and one sword slashed his split spirit.

What was even more terrifying was that until now, the Lord of Shayang Palace had not been able to figure out the other party's origins.

The fluctuations of the other party's law and mystery were peaceful, which was definitely not something that ordinary demons could possess. Such an existence was more likely to be a strong man in the fairy world.

The powerful people who reached the level of the Immortal Lord in the fairy world, the Lord of Shayang Palace was familiar with them, but he just couldn't think of who was in front of him.

The Lord of Shayang Palace, who had suffered a great loss, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and turned to fly towards the main force of his fairy army.

In order to arrive earlier, he had already taken a step ahead. Facing the mysterious strong man with amazing magical powers in front of him, the Lord of Shayang Palace knew that he could only hope to resist by gathering the power of the battle formation.

But at the moment when the Lord of Shayang Palace turned around, a great crisis came slowly from behind him. The opponent's momentum was not urgent, but it was like the boundless momentum between heaven and earth, swallowing up his tiny figure.

The Lord of Shayang Palace, who was in the midst of the situation, was already anxious. This was the third sword from the opponent!

The power of these three swords was stronger than the previous one. The third sword had already come across thousands of miles, across the rolling yellow sand, and across a long distance.

The opponent's sword intent had been cultivated to the laws of heaven and earth, almost reaching the point of coexistence with heaven and earth.

What a terrible sword! The Lord of Shayang Palace's eyelids twitched. The main force of the immortal army was not far away from him. As long as he joined the main force of the immortal army, there would be room for a turnaround.

The previous two swords not only cut off his distraction, but also cut off his courage.

As a strong man in the realm of Yuanshen body, the Lord of Shayang Palace had no confidence to resist such a terrible third sword at this time.

However, the Lord of Shayang Palace flew forward for a while, and the sword intent that swept behind him not only did not get rid of it, but got closer and closer.

Seeing the main force of the immortal army in sight, this sword intent was already close at hand. No matter how unwilling or unwilling he was, he could not change the situation in front of him.

A slight error can lead to a huge loss, which is exactly what he is in now.

The unwilling Lord Shayang turned around and pushed forward with his palms, and a blazing sun filled with endless sand and dust was pushed out with his palms.

Lord Shayang did not dare to underestimate the opponent in the slightest, and this attack had already brought him to the peak of his life.

With his injured body, Lord Shayang felt that he had done something that he could not do before. After surviving this disaster, his cultivation would definitely reach a higher level.

The sword shadow sank into Shayang, and the sword intent and Shayang's brilliance offset each other. Different laws and mysteries annihilated each other in this fierce conflict.

Lord Shayang felt that his desperate counterattack should have blocked the sword. After being reminded by him, the main force of the immortal army behind him had already formed a tight formation and was constantly approaching.

He was only one step away from danger, and the tense heartstrings had not yet completely relaxed.

A passage appeared in the void, which was a passage formed by the sword intent. The passage spread at an alarming speed, instantly taking in the Shayang he had shot out.

Palace Master Shayang tried his best to resist, trying to get rid of the opponent's entanglement. At this time, he himself was not pulled into the passage despite his best resistance.

But after Shayang was covered, the connection between him and Shayang was broken, and the opponent's sword intent could easily lock him.

But once it was broken, what could he use to resist this sharp sword intent? This was a dilemma.

When facing an enemy with a higher realm, the opponent often has not exerted much strength, and the party with a lower realm has been restricted everywhere. This was the situation of Palace Master Shayang at this time.

Buzz, the sword intent cut into Shayang, and Palace Master Shayang secretly cried out in pain. He had already noticed that there was a trace of something that did not belong to him in Shayang.

While he was surprised, a calm sword edge had already passed through Shayang and reached his chest.

Instantly, his chest hurt, and Palace Master Shayang's eyes were full of disbelief.

Boom! Palace Master Shayang was also extremely decisive. His neck exploded directly, leaving only his head flying towards the immortal army camp.

As for his body, it exploded with Shayang. The power generated by the explosion was like an invisible big hand, twisting this space into all kinds of strange things.

The sword intent channel was also shattered at this moment. At this time, the palpitating feeling was completely interrupted, and Palace Master Shayang's head was able to escape smoothly into the immortal army battle formation.

However, at least thousands of immortal soldiers in front were impacted by the aftermath of the war, and their bodies were directly crushed to pieces, leaving only some broken immortal armor and mottled bloodstains.

"You can still save your life. Your reaction is not slow." At the end of the broken sword intent channel, Palace Master Shayang heard the vague figure say something in surprise, and then the figure completely faded away.

Palace Master Shayang felt unprecedentedly frustrated. He had tried his best, but now he was seriously injured and his body was incomplete.

His strength had been reduced by 70% to 80%, but the other party only said a light and fast reaction. This was a deep-rooted shame and hatred for him.

"Palace Master!" Several trusted immortal generals came up in horror.

Palace Master Shayang, who had a profound and unfathomable cultivation and few rivals in the past, could not even withstand a single sword attack in the face of that terrifying figure.

At this time, no one cared that Palace Master Shayang might have fought with the opponent before, or had been injured long ago.

What they saw with their own eyes was that Palace Master Shayang could not even completely block a single sword attack, and in the end, in order to save his life, he had to cut off his own arm and forcibly split the sword intent that had already entered his body at the cost of exploding his body.

What a terrible strength the opponent had that could make Palace Master Shayang lose miserably under this sword attack.

"I won't die for now." Palace Master Shayang took a breath.

He has cultivated into a soul body, and he can cultivate back to a physical body as long as he has enough time. Even with his current strength, he is far from being comparable to the Golden Immortal.

Thinking of the process just now, Palace Master Shayang couldn't help but feel a little scared. The result was not good, but it was not so bad that it was unacceptable.

It's just that the hard work of these years was in vain. It will take a very long time to cultivate again.

"Palace Master, who was that person just now?" Another immortal general couldn't hide the fear in his eyes.

When did such a terrifying existence appear in the Giant Stone Realm? Even Palace Master Shayang, who usually respects him as a god, couldn't block the other party's sword.

"I don't know either." Palace Master Shayang sighed quietly.

This is also the most difficult thing for him to let go. An unprecedented sense of frustration lingers.

"Shut up, what the Palace Master needs now is to recuperate and heal his wounds." The gray-haired old man, as the deputy commander of the Immortal Army, took over the command of the entire Immortal Army at this time. After reprimanding the general just now, he directly led the main force of the Immortal Army to retreat.

The commander was severely injured before the battle, and the morale was seriously damaged. The enemy situation was unclear. At this time, any action except retreating was redundant and risky.

After hundreds of rock giants were killed and injured on the other side, as more rock giants arrived, there were more than 10,000 rock giants of all sizes surrounding them, more than ten times more than before.

As for the burly man before, he was even more horrified to see that even the Lord of Shayang Palace had retreated. Lu Xiaotian didn't need to make a move at all. He was surrounded by other rock giants when he wanted to escape.

After a struggle, he was torn into pieces by the angry rock giants. These barbarians and ants that he once despised eventually became his death warrant.

"Thank you for saving my life." The more than 10,000 rock giants knelt on one knee in front of Lu Xiaotian's projection clone and thanked him from the bottom of their hearts.

If it weren't for Lu Xiaotian, they would still be facing a massacre.

The reputation of the Lord of Shayang Palace is an indelible nightmare in the hearts of all of them, but this nightmare was slashed away by the mysterious strong man in front of them.

For these desperate rock giants, Lu Xiaotian has become the only hope. If Lu Xiaotian does not lead them to resist, they will face a dead end.