Become a Fairy

If it wasn't for his good luck that time, he repaired the Lixue Qianyue Formation, giving this formation an extra chance to use it. It is really not easy to escape from the hands of several Jindan monks on the other side.

Later, they fought with Xiang Sicheng for the baby fruit. In short, Xiang Guo's royal family continued to fight, and he had some issues with both parties.

"How many people are there, and what is their strength?" For ordinary people who don't have any grudges, if they have enough interests, they will kill them if they kill them. They just kill other monks and then give them to the eight-legged magic bull beast to eat them. Lu Xiaotian felt a little awkward in his heart.

Of course, since he is the royal family of Xiangguo and has offended him many times, this time he has the right to get back some interest.

"There are six people, and the stronger one should be at the eleventh level. According to the realm of your human race, it is the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. There are also three early stage Nascent Souls, and two juniors who are only at the Golden Core stage, which can be ignored. It shouldn't be a problem for me to block that Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stage. You can get rid of Zhan Yunliang so quickly. The three of them are even worse than Zhan Yunliang, and they have two companions. It should be no problem to deal with the other three Nascent Soul cultivators. .” The eight-legged monster cow analyzed the situation logically.

"Let me tell you in advance that my two companions will not participate in this fight." Lu Xiaotian's face turned dark immediately, he just had some thoughts, this guy actually said that he would fight against a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. This is a bit too optimistic.

"Why, aren't you all companions? We also fought against Ben Niu and Zhan Yunliang together before." The eight-legged magic cow wondered.

"You think everyone is as used to watching you eat human flesh as I am."

Lu Xiaotian rolled his eyes, although the other party's spiritual intelligence is no different from that of ordinary people, but his cultivation base has improved, but his innate living habits and way of thinking are extremely difficult to change.

"In this way, what you said makes some sense, but if this happens, things will be troublesome." The eight-legged magic cow stomped on its huge hooves lightly, looking distressed.

"Well, I'll go and check the situation first, to see if these people are on orders."

"Okay, you can send me a sound transmission when the time comes."

Lu Xiaotian nodded, and watched the eight-legged monster leave with a strange look in his eyes. It can be seen that the eight-legged monster has a special affection for human flesh, but is it true that the other party wants to pull him to deal with Xiang Guo's royal family? I still want to take the opportunity to deal with him, but I can't say for the time being. The eight-legged magic bull beast looks rough, and it may think of killing people with a knife, which shows that it is definitely not a person with well-developed limbs and a simple mind.

Even if he wanted to do it, Lu Xiaotian would never go there now. After all, the Fire Escape Seal has just been refined, and the power of the Vatican Spirit Fire has been absorbed again, and it may take nearly an hour to recover. Not for unlimited use.

However, Luo Qing and Mrs. Hua Ying did not necessarily refuse his request. On the one hand, it was true that the eight-legged magic bull beast was a bit infiltrating. On the other hand, it is natural to keep the two of them as backup. After all, the eight-legged demonic bull beast knew that there were three of them. After the previous battle, it dared to find it, so it must have something to rely on.

Lu Xiaotian was thinking about how powerful it was, when suddenly a cold sword intent flooded like a lake under the moon.

Lu Xiaotian was startled and looked back, only to see a slim and graceful figure standing out of nothing in the vast sky in the distance, like a fairy Lingbo, with fluttering skirts on his body. Those clear eyes were like an ancient well, without ripples.

If it is said that Luo Qing, who had just conceived a baby, gave Lu Xiaotian the feeling of being as cold as an iceberg, but now the stinging coldness has disappeared, replaced by an alienation and indifference like a distant mountain. . It seems that in everything between heaven and earth, there is no longer anything that Luo Qing can be attached to.

At this moment, Luo Qing's beauty is undeniable, yet it makes people feel no sense of blasphemy. Luo Qing spread his hands, his body rose slowly, and the sword intent on his body rose like the bright and cold moon hanging high on the glacier.

One, two, and three shadows flew out of Luo Qing's body, until the ninth shadow floated out, symbolizing the meaning of the Nine Saints. It was the "Nine Sages' Pure Heart Moon and Heaven Jue" practiced by Luo Qing. At this time, Luo Qing had already entered the country, and the nine shadows were flying in the air, and the sword intents were almost blocking that space.

Luo Qing looked at Lu Xiaotian from afar, his indifferent eyes were like a sharp arrow, piercing between Lu Xiaotian's eyes.

Suddenly, Lu Xiaotian's sub-primordial spirit immersed in the stele of Enlightenment Sword swept away the heavy fog inside the stele like a divine enlightenment. Compared with before, the flying swords in the air seem to have a vague connection. There is more of a feeling of spiritual connection with myself.

This feeling can be clearly felt by Lu Xiaotian on the Zhenyao Pagoda, so using the seventh-level pagoda is especially powerful. But on Piaomiao Feijian, it has never been satisfactory. Just because of the extremely powerful lethality against Piao Miao's sword embryo, Lu Xiaotian has never given up his efforts in this regard.

Seeing Luo Qing enter at this time, if Lu Xiaotian felt something, he got something from the Wujian stele. Compared with Luo Qing's cold and indifferent sword intent, another ethereal sword intent that is almost between reality and reality rippling from Lu Xiaotian's body.

Mrs. Hua Ying was still practicing, but was suddenly awakened by two shocking sword intents. With a flash of his figure, he went outside the cave, just in time to see the sword intent erupting from Lu Xiaotian and Luo Qing, and his complexion became complicated. Both of them are monks who have not been born for a long time, but their strength has entered the realm. Fast, far beyond the imagination of ordinary monks.

With a movement of Luo Qing's body, a sword slashed towards Lu Xiaotian.

Lu Xiaotian's eyes were fixed, and with a swipe of the void, the sword energy moved forward in the air.

A path as cold as a cold moon, and a path as elegant as a breeze crossed in the air. Each collapsed. But this is just the beginning.

Waves of sword energy danced wildly, filling the space within a radius of several miles. Luo Qing stepped out with a long shadow behind him. At a glance, among the nine shadows, it was almost impossible to distinguish the real from the fake. Often one stabs with a sword and pierces the shadow, only to find that it is not a real entity, and after the sword energy passes, the phantom remains the same.

After the two fought countless times in the air, they suddenly stopped. A few strands of black silk fell from Luo Qing's ears.

Luo Qing stretched out his hand, and a few strands of black hair fluttered and fell into his hand. Two crystal clear teardrops slipped from the eye sockets, no melancholy, no sadness, and his face was still indifferent.

"The blue silk is broken, Senior Brother Lu, although you and I are close at hand, we are already far away from each other. Take care!" After saying that, the figure fluttered, and the beautiful white shadow flew away in the wind. Two crystal clear teardrops rolled down from the sky A layer of thin ripples swayed in the pool of water on the ground and disappeared.

"Sister Luo Qing, sister Luo Qing!" Mrs. Hua Ying hurriedly called out from behind, but Luo Qing's shadow in the air had faded to almost nothing.