Become a Fairy

"Who dares to step forward to fight!" The air was full of changes, and the transparent giant sword that came and went without a trace blasted away, turning into a little bit of sword intent and sinking into Lu Xiaotian's body again. Gently pulled the bowstring, the sound of the string trembled slightly, Lu Xiaotian looked down at the Qianjindan cultivator in Mochizuki Immortal Cultivation World, his tone was calm, without any fluctuation.

At this time, whether it is the top Jindan expert of the Zhanyue League, Di Yao, or the silver-armored woman, or the lord of the Xingyue Demon Sect, and other leaders, they all feel chills on their backs, and they are being beaten by the other party at the place where the two sides are fighting. fight.

They wanted to fight, and cut this person under the knife, but seeing the few comrades who died just now, their hearts were so cold that they couldn't arouse the slightest desire to fight.

In an instant, the four late-stage Jindan masters had different skills, and they couldn't even get the fur of each other. This was not a battle platform, but a siege! The Xingyue Demon Sect suffered heavy losses this time. The two flying warships were captured by the opponent, and even the deputy sect master was beheaded.

As for the Huangfeng faction, it is even more disgraceful, there is also a flying warship captured by the other party above the head, just now, the head of the sect, the deputy head of the sect, and the old woman who is not weak are all wiped out! The former palace master who had just killed the other party before, now the retribution came so fast!

The silver-armored woman is okay, she had already fought fiercely with Lu Xiaotian in the Mochiyue Mountain Range before, but Di Yao felt bitter in his heart. It is only a palm count to fight without losing the wind. Di Yao thought with all his heart that, more than a hundred years ago, on the battle platform, the silver-haired young man he dared not fight reappeared, and he must compete with him.

But at this time, after the opponent stood in front of him, Di Yao realized that he still didn't have the confidence to fight the opponent. The slightly thin figure of the silver-haired youth is still like a majestic mountain, straddling his heart, killing one person in three steps, still has the same calm expression as when he was fighting on the platform, and he can only look up.

Di Yao has his own pride, if he loses, he loses, if he fights with everyone, he loses.

"Palace Master!"

"Palace Master!"

"Palace Master!"

At this time on the flying warship, Yuan Min already had a certain understanding of Lu Xiaotian's strength, but the others still couldn't help but tremble from the bottom of their bones. Some, like the captives of the Xingyue Demon Sect, were afraid, but luckily surrendered to this person, while others, like Peng Dayong, the monks of Lingxiao Palace, roared hysterically.

On the flying warship, the monks of the Lingxiao Palace fighting against each other in the air, and the Qi-refining monks on the ground farther away, saw the silver-haired young man who represented the Lingxiao Palace in the air and swept away the enemy group, and his face was full of enthusiasm. When will they be able to work together more than now? No one can have such dominance like this person in front of him.

The fear of the enemy, the Ancient Sword Sect, Xuanbing Sect, Wanshou Sect, and other monks from hundreds of sects in the world of Wangyue cultivating immortals look enviously at the disciples of Lingxiao Palace. It's even more encouraging to have such a master of the sect on the battlefield?

Especially after the former palace master Wei Litian fell in battle, due to the lack of spirit stones, the flying kite warship was also dispatched to the rear, and several Jindan monks were killed one after another. The morale of Lingxiao Palace was low. One can imagine.

But at this time, God sent back the same sect who had disappeared for more than a hundred years, and sent back such an invincible palace master. After capturing five enemy warships, who can pull out such a lineup except Lingxiao Palace?

Killing the Yellow Wind Sect, the head of the Xingyue Demon Sect, and the deputy lord of the four late-stage Golden Core masters in one fell swoop, dozens of beams of light from the spiritual cannons rising and falling above their heads made the corpse vulture scream and scream, and the mainstay flowed. In one fell swoop, the battle situation that was about to get out of control, who can do it at this moment, except Lingxiao Palace?

"Who dares to fight?" The master of Lingxiao Palace, who has fought all the way from the foundation building period, to the current Qianjin Dan enemy cultivator, who dares to fight?

"Haha, this kid, it suits my appetite!"

Seeing the calm and unrestrained Lu Xiaotian in the sky, Kuangfeng Daoxiao Tiannan burst into laughter, without hiding his admiration, completely forgetting that he was furious because of this kid's disobedience, because this kid didn't come on time, I just wanted to kill this junior with a single palm.

"It's really commendable. From the foundation-building stage to the golden core stage, this son has conquered the four major realms of cultivating immortals. It has spanned two hundred years. Compared with this son, our old bones are really old with this courage. "

Wen Changyun, as a great monk of the Ancient Sword Sect, couldn't help sighing at this time, "Fellow Daoist of the Crane Year, you Lingxiao Palace really has a great disciple. This son is not only powerful, but also amazingly intelligent. With Lu Xiaotian here, there is hope for your Lingxiao Palace to thrive!"

Beside the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, the infantless old monster of Xuanbingmen also praised him. Lu Xiaotian seemed to be extremely arrogant in his continuous actions, but at this time, for the Mochizuki Immortal Cultivation World, which had fallen into decline, it was too late to kill several strong men on the other side. , and there are no one who dares to fight, what a boost to Mochizuki's world of cultivating immortals, whose ruin has been revealed and morale is low.

Morale is not only important for the war between ordinary people, but also for the battle between monks. Just now, the Zhan Yue League dispatched hundreds of corpse refining and corpse vulture troops one after another. In the later stage, although the eight-direction wind and thunder demon formation formed by the strong with their lives is tragic, it is also helpless. Once the formation collapses and the army is defeated, the situation will be out of control.

It happened that Lu Xiaotian killed at this time, through this seemingly arrogant move, he brought back the morale again, and by the way, severely suppressed the arrogance of Zhan Yuemeng.

These Nascent Soul monsters naturally still have these visions, so they take a special look at Lu Xiaotian.

"With the five warships captured by Lu Xiaotian, these corpse vultures have become stragglers under the surprise attack, and the enemy fleet in the air is about to be destroyed. The Bailian Corpse's onslaught is of course unable to hold on, if the opponent's fleet cannot be completely defeated, the situation will still be difficult to deal with once the battle is broken." Chen Henian said worriedly after he was happy.

"That kid is very clever. He even dared to disobey the orders of our Yuanying ancestors. His courage is not ordinary. If such a guy is doomed to lose, will he come forward to die? ?Maybe there might be someone behind. Besides, if the five warships are not spared, it may not be impossible to stabilize the battle line."

Xiao Tiannan's eyes flashed brightly, the previous few words were somewhat comforting to his own people, but if he really abandoned these five warships, lowered his altitude, and tried his best to let the giant bow and crossbow of Zhan Yuemeng shoot them down, Use the spirit cannon to blast away those refining corpses, and with the morale that has recovered now, plus Lu Xiaotian, an outrageously strong Golden Core cultivator, it is no problem to stabilize the front line.