Become a Fairy

Lu Xiaotian and the ancestor Han Chi followed each other at an astonishing speed.

"Boy, for the things on your body, I have taken a fancy to the little black worm that can only break the formation. What is the name of the black worm, and how to raise it? If you can hatch an egg for this seat, I might as well let you go."

After chasing for thousands of miles, passing several small islands, the ancestor Han Chi was also quite impatient, and encountered several waves of other monks in the middle.

He was also worried that Zhou Qian'er would really recruit the monks from the Tianxin Pavilion. The Tianxin Pavilion has a lot of power. This time, if he wanted to kill his disciples, it would not sound good if it was spread. Although he was not afraid, the substitute still had considerable limitations. of.

This deity practiced Xuan Gong in seclusion, and those few incompetent disciples were either greedy for pleasure, or had more than enough success or failure. They have done a lot of things with this double over the years. It is not easy to refine a substitute, and if it is destroyed, it will take a lot of time to refine another one later.

"That's a lot of nonsense." Lu Xiaotian replied coldly, where does he have any insect eggs, and asking him to hand over the world-breaking insect is really wishful thinking. This kind of strange insect cannot be bought with spirit stones. And he didn't think that the ancestor Han Chi would really let him go.

In the distance, several Foundation Establishment cultivators were flying away from the spirit ship, and were stalking and killing a monster shark.

At this time, seeing Lu Xiaotian and the ancestor Han Chi flying past one after the other, the fluctuating mana breath made several people frightened, they quickly abandoned the demon shark, flew towards the spirit ship, and drove the spirit ship away from the two of them, The fight between Jindan monks is not a joke. If it is affected, it is normal to be injured at least, or die on the spot at worst.

Lu Xiaotian didn't stop at all, and passed over the opponent's spirit ship. The ancestor Han Chi was still chasing after him.

After a while, they arrived at a deserted and inhabited island. Lu Xiaotian frowned, paused, and stopped.

"Why, boy, have you figured it out? If you are willing to take the initiative to dedicate the little black bug that can break the formation to this seat, this seat can consider accepting you as a disciple." Patriarch Han Chi saw Lu Xiaotian stop, although Doubtful, but soon my heart was happy again.

"I said before, the little black insect will not give it to you." Lu Xiaotian said lightly. A person who can force his disciples to ask for things, this kind of master is no different from a beast that can eat people at any time. I am afraid that the disciples under his command will not have a better life.

"Then you are planning to toast and not eat, and have a fine wine. When you are about to die, you still dare to resist. It seems that you don't know how I punish people."

Ancestor Han Chi's tone was gloomy, but he paid inexplicable importance to the silver-haired young man in his heart. The silver-haired young man has not panicked at all until now, and he looks confident, which is not like what he should do when he is desperate.

The two pagodas exuding Buddha's aura on the opponent's body, as well as the transparent flying sword under his feet, or the fire dragon bow and arrow, all have extraordinary power. An ordinary late Jindan monk has extraordinary strength, but The silver-haired monk in front of him possessed so many alchemy artifacts at the same time, and each of them was of the highest quality, plus the Vatican spirit fire, and the little black bug that could break the formation.

Patriarch Han Chi thought he was well-informed and experienced, but looking at the silver-haired young man in front of him, he also felt like looking at flowers in a fog. Therefore, I was a little apprehensive about Lu Xiaotian's unusual performance. After all, the strength of a stand-in is also limited.

A Nascent Soul cultivator, even with a substitute, would be afraid of a Golden Core cultivator when he could use a psychic weapon. Thinking of this, Patriarch Han Chi couldn't help but feel a little hot on his face.

Maybe it's just a bluff, the mana of this substitute of mine is stronger than that of the opponent, and with the ice whip and Haoyin gourd in hand, is it possible that he will be afraid of a Jindan junior? Soon, the ancestor Han Chi threw these complicated thoughts out of his mind, and his eyes towards Lu Xiaotian gradually became unfriendly.

With a thought, the ice whip flew out of the body and hit Lu Xiaotian's head.

The corner of Lu Xiaotian's mouth curled into a sarcasm. As a Nascent Soul cultivator, the patriarch Han Chi, even if he was just a stand-in in front of him, his combat power had indeed surpassed him by a fraction. The Yinli ice fog released by Haoyin Gourd had no effect on him. Although the fire is not enough to completely eliminate the ice fog, it is more than enough to protect itself. But the ice thorn in front of him was too tricky, even the Piaomiao Flying Sword's texture was not comparable to this ice thorn, and he would be defeated after only a few rounds.

Lu Xiaotian thought to himself that if he swallowed an ordinary ninth-order monster spirit, coupled with the combat power brought by the dual cultivation of law and body, he would not lose much to the opponent, but he couldn't compete with the psychic ice thorn, no matter whether it was in his hand or not. Several pieces of magical artifacts of alchemy, or his physical body as a body cultivator, were unable to challenge the ice thorns without defeat.

Lu Xiaotian sighed secretly, a pair of bat wings quietly appeared on his back, a faint red light flowed, a tyrannical force flowing from the bat wings made Lu Xiaotian feel that there was an endless force in his body, although the bat king's magic wings are the most important The most important thing is speed, but it also has a powerful stimulating effect on mana in a short period of time, but relatively speaking, it is terrible without the blessing of speed.

With a slight wave of the bat king's wings, Lu Xiaotian's body disappeared from the eyes of the ancestor Han Chi.

"What?" The patriarch Han Chi found that Lu Xiaotian had disappeared before his eyes, and his face was horrified. This is too unbelievable, unless it is a Nascent Soul cultivator who is good at speed, but the other party is clearly just a Jindan junior .

In the back, the ancestor Han Chi quickly reacted. Although the strength that the stand-in can exert is limited, the realm is not comparable to that of the Golden Core cultivator after all. The powerful spiritual consciousness allows the ancestor Han Chi to feel the place where Lu Xiaotian is at the first time. position.

The ancestor Han Chi reacted quickly, with a hook of his finger, the ice thorns streaked across the air with a few afterimages, and hit the place where Lu Xiaotian must pass.

It's just that before the ancestor Han Chi was happy, Lu Xiaotian had already changed another position at an astonishing speed. Attack the ancestor of Han Chi from another direction.

The faint red light flashed several times in the air, and Lu Xiaotian felt a little annoyed. This old monster, as expected of a Nascent Soul monk, has an amazing perception of danger. Blocked in the direction he must attack within a certain period of time. The speed of the old monster's substitute is far behind him, but the psychic ice thorn is not too slow. One for long-range attack and one for short-range defense. Sophisticated, but still able to hold on.

Lu Xiaotian sneered, Piaomiao Feijian quietly changed its direction during this attack and defense, which was too fast to be seen by the naked eye, the Bat King flapped its wings, and Piaomiao Feijian slashed at Patriarch Hanchi's back from the opposite direction at the same time.