Become a Fairy

When she was besieged by hundreds of flying cavalry warriors from the Kua tribe and the Wu clan, this silver-armored woman was even more advanced than Lu Xiaotian, but it was only Lu Xiaotian who cultivated both in law and body that gained some advantage. Now that so many years have passed, he has reached the peak stage of Jindan Late Stage, and it is not long before he is born.

Lu Xiaotian felt that although his aptitude was ordinary, the condensed nine-color golden elixir had some advantages over the ordinary golden elixir. The encounters in these years are extraordinary, coupled with the sufficient supply of elixirs, it is only the late stage of Jindan, and the opponent has not fallen behind him in terms of realm alone. It can be seen that this woman in silver armor is really not simple.

In particular, the silver-armored woman's spear skills have reached the pinnacle. Since the foundation establishment period, she has been studying spear skills painstakingly. For hundreds of years, Lu Xiaotian's various methods are rarely so long-lasting.

Back then, because there were too many people, Lu Xiaotian did not have a good experience of the silver armor woman's spear skills. Now it is not what it used to be, and Lu Xiaotian no longer has so many scruples. Stretching out his hand forward, a ball of golden light shone in his hand, covering the tip of the gun.

The silver gun came like a rainbow piercing the sun, while the Xin color light ball in Lu Xiaotian's hand was like a scorching sun, and the silver gun was inserted straight into it, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without an inch of progress.

A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the silver-armored woman. She was able to easily catch her spear without using the magic weapon of alchemy. Looking at the number of great cultivators in the immortal world, the sum of golden core monks who can do it is definitely no more than two palms. Counting, but this black-faced young man in front of him has never been seen before.

"Tell your people to stop, or I will kill them, and you won't be able to stop me!" The silver-armored woman failed to succeed with a single shot, and she was not angry. She could feel the extraordinaryness of the young man in front of her, and that Yuan Min Although he was injured, he was still a Golden Core cultivator after all, not comparable to the young man in the fire robe and the Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Kua tribe.

The silver-armored woman landed slowly from the air, retracted her spear, and spoke calmly.

"Fellow Daoist is injured, let's heal first. It doesn't matter if you kill or kill a few Foundation Establishment juniors."

Lu Xiaotian looked at the silver-armored woman for a while, and he had a deep understanding of the speed of the thunder-riding flying horse Lu Hong. At this time, Lu Hong's aura had reached the ninth level, and there was a faint sound of thunder in his exhalation, which was extraordinary. In terms of flying speed alone, even I guess it is not as good as Lu Hong. It can't be said that the silver armor woman is wrong.

Of course, it’s another matter if you use the Bat King’s Magic Wings yourself. No matter how fast the ninth-level Thunder-Treading Pegasus is, it’s not as fast as the Bat King’s Magic Wings. It’s just that the blood essence of tenth-level monsters or monks is too precious, so use less. Although there are still some reserves in the enchantment, they are used when encountering the unstoppable Nascent Soul cultivator and his life is threatened. As for the silver armored woman in front of him, although she is extraordinary, she is far from forcing him to use the bat king's magic wings .

"Thank you, fellow daoist, for your help. This woman is the top Golden Core powerhouse among the three foreign monks. She is called the silver-faced Rakshasa by other monks. Although there is no specific ranking, this woman can definitely be ranked in the foreign land. The top three among the monks. There are no fewer than dozens of Jindan monks in the moon-watching world who have fallen into his hands. Fellow Taoists should be more careful, and don't want to follow this person's way."

Yuan Min reminded Lu Xiaotian that this woman was too scary. Ever since meeting this silver-faced Rakshasa, Yuan Min felt that the time limit had come. After all, she was not considered a strong one among Golden Core cultivators. , I am afraid that even Lu Hong under his seat is far from his opponent.

What's more, the silver-faced Rakshasa is well-known. If it weren't for the silver-faced Rakshasa who wanted to let those few foundation-builders experience it and sharpen their knives with himself, a Golden Core cultivator, he might have already fallen under the opponent's gun. Where can I live until now? It was the other party who made it easily several times, and it has already severely injured her to this point.

And this black-faced young man in front of him looks unfamiliar, but he has never seen it before, and he is even more unknown. In the two hundred years of the battle in the world of cultivating immortals, Yuan Min, the famous Jindan monk, knows very well, and there is no such person in front of him.

"Fellow Daoist, if you find an opportunity, you should escape by yourself. I really can't escape." He encouraged Lu Xiaotian on his lips, but Yuan Min was extremely discouraged in his heart, and he didn't have any confidence in the black-faced monk in front of him.

When Miao Ruolin and the others heard Yuan Min's introduction, they were even more horrified. They only thought that they had encountered a hostile Golden Core monk, but they didn't expect to be the top power among the Golden Core monks. A tall figure, but the silver-faced Rakshasa in front of him actually killed dozens of Jindan masters in the Moon-watching Realm, how fierce is this?

Originally, Liu Jinglei was still very pleasantly surprised that his colleagues bumped into Lu Xiaotian, a golden core monk, but this surprise was quickly washed away by the shock in front of him.

At the same time when Yuan Min persuaded Lu Xiaotian to leave, the silver-armoured woman's black hair was like long flexible needles, flying in the air one by one. Pointing at Lu Xiaotian's chest.

"Stay back, don't be affected."

Lu Xiaotian let out a low cry, and the sound reached the ears of Miao Ruolin and the others. Miao Ruolin and the others retreated as if they had just woken up from a dream.

"It's easy for me to kill them. If I don't want to hurt them, they will be unscathed." The silver-armored woman screamed, and the fights between ordinary Golden Core monks were naturally earth-shattering, flying sand and rocks, but she has been studying guns so far. The control has reached the point of perfection, if she doesn't want to, it will be really hard not to affect Miao Ruolin and others.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to control it at that time." Lu Xiaotian laughed. For some reason, facing this silver armored woman, he felt the energy and blood in his body rushing up, and he actually had the urge to fight. Of course, it was not using mana. It's because of the militant side of a body repairer. Now that he has advanced to a certain level in terms of mana, he is on the verge of success, and it is even more difficult to go further. However, in terms of physical training, he has just entered the ninth level, and he still needs some tempering.

Lu Xiaotian stretched out his left palm, and slapped it on the tip of the spear. The woman in silver armor condensed her eyebrows, and spit out the sharp edge of the spear.

Lu Xiaotian grabbed the gun light with five fingers, and grabbed the gun light to pieces, but there was a piercing pain in the phalanx. Such a powerful woman, it seems that it is not easy to directly hold the gun light with the body alone. It was fine twice, but if you come a few more times, you will definitely get injured.

Knowing how powerful this woman is, Lu Xiaotian didn't push her any further, a silver-gray light flashed in her hand, and a layer of ancient silver armor covered Lu Xiaotian's left hand, forming an ancient silver glove.

It slapped on the tip of the gun again, with a squeak, and the sharp tip of the gun slid across the glove, making a clang. But it didn't hurt the glove at all, and didn't even leave a mark.