This auction house was indeed well prepared. Among the auction items that appeared later, a fire magic weapon, the Fire Saber, appeared one after another. There were even one or two main ingredients for refining the Heaven-Returning Pill, but they were quickly bought by other foundation-building monks. Lu Xiaozai weighed the spirit stones in the barrier, although he had more financial resources than ordinary people. The foundation-building monks are a bit stronger, but they don’t have the guts to compete with a foundation-building monk now. After all, this place is still hundreds of miles away from Lingxiao Palace.
The remaining Lu Xiaotian was not very interested, and the final auction item turned out to be a "Foundation Building Pill". The news of the Foundation Establishment Pill suddenly detonated the entire audience, and even the few Foundation Establishment experts in the box couldn't help but bid again and again.
Seeing the price of the Foundation Establishment Pill soaring into the sky like a flying sword, from 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones to 30,000, Lu Xiaotian smiled bitterly, quietly exited the lobby before the auction stopped, and left the auction. Being able to harvest a fourth-level spiritual talisman today already made him quite satisfied.
Not far out of the yard, Lu Xiaotian frowned and temporarily gave up the idea of using the spirit crane to go back directly. After all, the spirit crane is not the fastest among spirit birds. Once something goes wrong in the air, no matter how clever he is, he will There is only one chance of being thrown to death.
After leaving the town, Lu Xiaotian tried his best to choose a place where he could hide easily.
Several figures followed behind him.
"No, this kid is so fast. We can't even catch up with him." The hook-nosed old man's face changed and he said, "Second sister, third brother, you two take the spiritual bird and fly to the front. Go and intercept him.”
"Okay!" The old woman patted the spirit beast bag, and a black vulture with a wingspan of more than three feet flew out. He jumped onto the black vulture with the middle-aged man in green shirt and flew away.
"Fortunately, I didn't use the spirit crane to rush on my way." Seeing the fierce black vulture in the sky, Lu Xiaotian's expression changed, and he felt a little lucky in his heart. The demon vulture is originally a very ferocious demon bird. After being subdued, its combat power is usually one of the most powerful among the primary spiritual birds.
"That kid is down there, he can't run away. This guy's spells are really powerful. He even threw the boss and the fourth child away for several miles. If we didn't have spiritual birds, he might have escaped." "The old woman chuckled and saw a cyan figure flying below.
"Boy, hand over the storage bag, and I will spare your life." The stubby man shouted as if he was sure of victory. After the black vulture lowered, he and the old woman jumped down.
If we count the two people at the back, two who are in the Great Perfection of Qi Refining and two who are in the late stage of Qi Refining, no wonder the other party dares to pursue them so unscrupulously. Lu Xiaotian snorted and pointed his hand, "Bingso Xuanyin."
The stubby man's expression froze for a moment, but he quickly came back to his senses. He hurriedly drew out his spirit sword to block all the incoming spells. He was startled by Lu Xiaotian's ferocious spells. Seeing the lost old woman, he shouted, "Second sister, wake up quickly."
Poof, several golden spears penetrated her body. The old woman woke up at this time, but it was too late. The huge pain made the old woman scream. Her body flew several feet backwards, and the thick golden spears were nailed to her behind. On the tree trunk.
"Second sister!" When the hook-nosed old man rushed over, the old woman had lost her life, and the stubby man was also suppressed by Lu Xiaotian's spell. The old man cried out sadly, "Boy, I'm going to tear you alive today."
The middle-aged man in Qingshan was also shocked. Unexpectedly, they had only arrived a moment late, and the old woman had already been killed, and the fourth brother, who had a higher level of cultivation, was also at a disadvantage.
Lu Xiaotian was too lazy to reply. Could he only allow these four people to surround and kill him, but not allow him to resist? What a joke.
The hook-nosed old man reached out and pressed on the storage bag. Four flying swords flew out, all of the same size, emitting bursts of cold light. They were as uniform as a sword, floating around the hook-nosed old man's body. Each sword made a clear sound.
Lu Xiaotian was shocked, sword array! The time he spent in the world of cultivating immortals was either long or short. But I have never heard of any Qi refining monk who can cultivate a sword formation. The sword array's requirements for spiritual consciousness are too high, and Qi Refining monks simply do not have such powerful spiritual consciousness. He has reached the state of Qi Refining and can only control two weapons at the most at the same time. However, the hook-nosed old man in front of him can actually control four weapons at the same time. It seems that there are quite a few people who have strange encounters in the world of immortality. No wonder this The four of them were so unscrupulous.
"Being able to die under my Little Four Elephant Sword Formation is a blessing you have cultivated in your previous life." The hook-nosed old man scolded angrily with a livid face. He pinched the sword formula with his hand, stretched out his fingers and connected the four spiritual swords in one word. They lined up and fired towards Lu Xiaotian one after another.
The stubby man was able to escape because Lu Xiaotian's spirit turned to the hook-nosed old man. When he saw the hook-nosed old man coming up, he used the sword formation. Dozens of monks died under the hook-nosed old man's sword formation, and many of them were powerful. A powerful person cannot last longer than a stick of incense.
The surging sword energy made Lu Xiaotian's scalp numb for a while, and the pressure on him from the hook-nosed old man was many times greater than that of Luo Qian before. Luo Qian is more powerful than murderous, but the hook-nosed old man is a fierce killer. Even if he cultivates the magic seal, with the power of the elementary spell, he will never be able to stop these four flying swords.
Lu Xiaotian didn't hesitate anymore, he stretched out his right hand, and a long bloody rope appeared in the palm of his hand. It was the magic weapon, the demon-binding rope. With a flick of his wrist, the demon-binding rope crackled in the air and hit the first flying sword.
The sharp blow deflected the flying sword, but the force of the rebound also made Lu Xiaotian secretly frightened. The flying swords of the hook-nosed old man are all top-quality spiritual weapons. After striking hard with the magic weapon, the demon-binding rope, it was shocked back with such great force, but the sword was not damaged.
"This kid actually has a magical weapon!" The hook-nosed old man was not as shocked as Lu Xiaotian, but he was quickly replaced by a sense of greed. He shouted, "Third and fourth, let's go shoulder to shoulder and solve this problem together. This boy even has a magic weapon. This boy’s net worth is richer than any monk we have killed before!”
"Okay, kill him!" The stubby man and the middle-aged man in green shirt surrounded him one after another, and they were about to attack him with their hand-held weapons.
Lu Xiaotian whipped several flying swords away one after another. Hearing the hook-nosed old man's words, his heart suddenly sank. He only relied on the power of the magic weapon to defeat the hook-nosed old man and block the dense attack of the sword formation.
The other two people were nothing in normal times, but if they were to attack them at this time, it would definitely be more confusing for him. It's like the straw that breaks the camel's back.
These three people cannot be allowed to form an encirclement. Lu Xiaotian took a deep breath, released the leopards from the spirit beast bag and pounced on the stubby man, and released hundreds of shadow ants, allowing them to swarm around the green-shirted middle-aged man. Although without his command, the shadow ants' combat power would inevitably be greatly reduced, but the staggering number of hundreds of them should be able to delay the opponent for a while.
