Become a Fairy

Lu Xiaotian's heart was shocked, that's right, the Xuanmao Ghost King was able to lock him at a glance from the crowd. Can't stay any longer.

"Brother Yu, Zixia, this Xuanmao ghost king is no small matter, he is coming for me, you two take care of yourself." Lu Xiaotian stomped his feet and retreated violently.

There were two young men who were close to him and stood in front of Lu Xiaotian. Lu Xiaotian had a cold face, and before the other party could sacrifice the magic weapon, he directly slashed at the void, cutting these two boys who were only at the early stage of Jindan with a knife. The aggressive style of play immediately shocked many people. Coupled with his extremely fast speed, when the others were shocked by the battle between the green robed old man and Yin Yun, Lu Xiaotian had already slid out of the cracks like a loach.

"Jie Jie, boy, do you think this king has tracked here from hundreds of thousands of miles away, and you can still go?" There was a burst of unscrupulous laughter in the dark clouds.

The old man in green robe was very annoyed, how dare this ghost clan ignore him so much. It really doesn't make sense. Just as he was about to use his means, a long black whip whipped out between the dark clouds. The green-robed old man slapped the back of the head, and a Chi Xu Fei sword wrapped in green light slashed through the void of green light.

It's just that the black long whip whipped, and with a snap, it hit the sword of Biguang Feijian directly.

As the flying sword was pulled away, the green-robed old man's body also trembled, his face turned pale, and he said in shock, "Ghost, ghost king late stage!"

"I just woke up now, it's too late." The dark cloud rolled and drifted for several miles, and a black long whip protruded from it wrapped around the waist of the green-robed old man.

The green-robed old man struggled vigorously, stretched out his tongue, and a small green gourd came out, and a large amount of green phosphorous fire poured out of the mouth of the gourd. When the phosphorous fire appeared, even the stone walls around the top of his head began to melt and turned into liquid stone, so get closer The Golden Core cultivator grunted and retreated in panic.

It's just that the green phosphorous fire poured on the black long whip, but the long whip was unmoved, and rolled around the waist of the green-robed old man, wrapping it around.

At the same time, the dark cloud that was as big as mu had already floated over lightly, swallowing the green-robed old man into it while tumbling, the cloud rolled, and after a few breaths, there was a shrill scream.

The cultivators who had been surrounding Yu Dongbao and Shao Zixia were fools at this moment and could see that the situation was going badly.

Bo, a half-foot-tall Nascent Infant covered by a green light, like a baby, looks exactly the same as the green-robed old man, escaped in horror, the green light flickered, and shot towards the exit and go.

Poof, at this moment, a white skeleton fell out of the rolling cloud.

"Overestimating one's abilities." Yin Yun sneered coldly, and swayed forward lightly.

Those Golden Core cultivators were already scared out of their wits at this time, but after escaping for a while, many of them felt that the top of their heads was cold, and the dark clouds had already flown over their heads.

Such a terrifying ghost clan, even the ancestor couldn't hold on for a moment, and was directly destroyed by the other party.

At this time, Lu Xiaotian, who was running for his life, saw the green Nascent Soul fleeing in horror, and was terrified. He thought that the green-robed old man, a Nascent Soul cultivator, could survive for a while so that he could escape for a while, but The horror of the Nightmare Ghost King far exceeded his imagination.

Lu Xiaotian didn't hesitate anymore, he patted the storage bag, a faint blood-red light flashed, and a pair of flying wings that were almost transparent with a hint of red flashed behind him.

Bat King Wing!

At this moment, the Ghost King Xuanyan had just floated over, seeing that Lu Xiaotian had turned into a ray of red light and was flying towards the distance at an astonishing speed, he couldn't help being surprised.

Among those Golden Core cultivators scattered like birds and beasts, Shao Zixia glanced back in a hurry, seeing Lu Xiaotian flying away at a speed not slower than the Xuanmai Ghost King, his almond eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Let's go!" Yu Dongbao roared at Shao Zixia, and also saw the scene of Lu Xiaotian jumping away, although the Xuanmai Ghost King obviously came to Lu Xiaotian, but there are still these monks who are not cultivators around, stay here Not a good idea.

"Boy, what are those wings on your back? They are so fast." Except for the monstrous evil spirit, the dark clouds behind him don't look much like those floating in the ordinary sky or under the cloudy sky. difference.

"It is a treasure bestowed by the Yuanying ancestor in my family. Now it is the Chiyuan Continent. When I meet up with the digital Yuanying ancestors in my family, you will never get me."

Lu Xiaotian responded loudly, trying to use words to make the other party retreat. After all, the other party didn't know his details. In the large immortal cultivating family in Chiyuan Continent, it is quite normal for a few Nascent Soul monks to appear. Even if the opponent is a ghost king, he is far more difficult to deal with than ordinary monks of the same rank, but a tiger can't stand against a pack of wolves. The monks in Chiyuan Continent are also very hostile to ghost cultivators, especially ghost cultivators with such a high level of Xuanmao ghost king.

"Boy, do you think that my practice for thousands of years is for nothing, and there are not many Nascent Soul-level masters who have been slaughtered by this old man. Even if the ancestors of your family are mobilized, what can I do?" Xuanyan Ghost King Quack With a strange smile, "Sensible, hand over everything you got from Xuan Yin, and the old man may let you live."

How could Lu Xiaotian believe the other party's nonsense at this juncture? Since he couldn't scare the other party away, he naturally had no choice but to run away. The Xuanmai Ghost King is too powerful. You have to die here. The only chance of survival is to run as far as possible.

Just in which direction to flee? It would be great if there was the nearest large fairy city, the sudden sound of the wind roared in his ears, Lu Xiaotian's mind turned rapidly. If the direction of escape is wrong, and he cannot fly to the nearest fairy city before the blood of the demon python and demon is exhausted, he will naturally die.

Right now, he has no qualifications to gamble at all. Lu Xiaotian is very aware of his situation. The nearest large-scale fairy city is also Blood Lion Ridge. The place where ordinary immortal cultivators gather in the ordinary Heitian Mountains can't resist the terrible ghost King Xuanmao. family.

Having made up his mind, Lu Xiaotian rushed all the way to Xueshiling, where the Yunya auction had been held before.

Because the speed was too fast, I encountered many monsters and monks along the way, but at this time, with the speed of the two of them, there were only a few monsters of the tenth rank, and seeing the soaring ghostly spirit of the dark cloud chasing behind, it was strange to toss With wings, the only thing I can't avoid. Occasionally, there are bold demon eagles who want to intercept them. Lu Xiaotian directly flaps the bat king's wings to avoid them, while the Xuanmai ghost king is annoyed, and shoots a roller with black flames from the cloud. The roller is only about a foot in size, and there is no No sharp teeth.

It's just that the eleventh-level demon eagle directly sacrificed its natal demon pill with a scream, but the stalemate lasted for only a few breaths, and the demon eagle was directly cut in half by the black roller.