My filial piety has gone bad

The cloth man didn't respond, but stared in Lu Pingtian's direction, his pupils like a fiery abyss saw everything.

"The body of the demon, it may be a character to be cultivated earlier, but it is a pity that the time will not wait for you to become a strong person."

Lu Pingtian recovered his strength, closed his eyes slowly, and then opened them suddenly.

God, he also opened his eyes.

The pupils of the eyes, which are as dim as the sun's rays, seem to be integrated with the avenue of the sky, making it impossible to distinguish each other.

Suddenly he drew his sword.

Cut out with a sword——

As soon as the blood was stained, the forest with a radius of tens of miles fell to the ground following the shadow.

Cut out a fan-shaped basin, and when you look closely, the cross-section of the broken wood is full of scarlet blood magic patterns.

The speed of this sword is so fast that it cannot be detected by the naked eye.

The cloth man remained silent.

The space it was in suddenly folded, and then folded back in an instant.

Let him avoid the sword cut.

The black robe was as still as still water, and was not even stirred up by the strong wind brought by the sword energy.

Qiu Renjun's fox eyes narrowed slightly.

Space folds!This shouldn't be a spell that monks in the Nascent Soul Realm can cast!

The cloth man just folded the space to avoid Lu Pingtian's Heavenly Demon Sword Slash, and eight poisonous thorns and vines had already trapped his body.

The space suddenly distorted, actually reversed in the opposite direction of the stinger's binding.

The cloth man used this to break free from the stinger.

He even took out a vial and dropped a drop of the mysterious potion on the stinger.

Fight poison with poison!

The thorny vine died instantly...

"Can this kind of parallel importer also be an elder?"

The cloth man stood with his hands behind his back, without moving. From the beginning to the end, the space was moving, but the person did not move.

After begging Renjun to make arrangements for a long time, he put away his hand of making tricks.

"White coffin."

A translucent white coffin surrounded the man in all directions.

This is a barrier that solidifies space.

It was like a cubic glacier, freezing the cloth man inside.

"If it were a perfect white coffin, I might already be dead, but unfortunately there are still loopholes in the details."

In the space around the cloth strip man, a spherical blood streak automatically condensed.

"Reincarnation Blood Sacrifice."

The figure spirally twisted and exploded.

The white coffin was full of blood.

"Suicide?"

At the same time, Lu Pingtian sat weakly cross-legged on the branch after a sword strike.

suddenly!

A spherical blood streak appeared behind him, re-engraving the cloth strip man's body in situ.

"I'll talk to you."

The cloth striped man suicidally transferred his body, came behind Lu Pingtian, grabbed his shoulder, and fled away with a space fold.

Wistaria's eyes moved, and several high-level vines entangled the cloth man on the spot, and escaped with him, being pulled into the folded space.

suddenly!

A black flame spread out from the depths of the space, engulfing and burning the vines instantly.

This gives Qiu Renjun a break.

"Chase the sword."

A black shadow flashed between the sleeves, and a sword flew out like electricity, chasing into the folding space.

Seeking the benevolent emperor's luck to fit into the spiritual pressure, Yujian chased Lu Pingtian directly, and in a blink of an eye, Lu Pingtian broke through the sky.

It turned out that a sword was inserted into the hilt of the Heavenly Demon Sword.

He left behind the Heavenly Demon Sword, but lost Lu Pingtian after him.

The man with cloth strips, the golden cicada, escaped from its shell and led people away.

A Nascent Soul cultivator took away Lu Pingtian from two masters of the Composite Realm and the Distracting Realm in broad daylight!

Wisteria felt that after going to Zongzhi Mountain, everything became abnormal.

"Still chasing or not?"

A deacon of the Holy Demon Sect who has the cultivation base of Nascent Soul but is completely unable to get involved in the battle asked.

Wisteria shook her head.

"Impossible to catch up."

Deacon Yuanying was shocked.

"Even Master Qiuren can't do anything..."

"This sect finally got the body of a demon, so it can't fall like this?"

Qiu Renjun landed on both feet, carefully inspecting the reincarnation blood pattern inside the coffin.