After getting off the Feiyuan battleship, Lu Xiaotian used his deputy soul to ripen the earth-type condensed gold fruit within the barrier immediately. Looking at the Ningjin Fruit trees growing in the barrier, Lu Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief and collected all the five series of Ningjin Fruits. He spent a lot of effort, but fortunately, these efforts were not in vain.
He originally planned to return to the camp for a short rest, but at this time, the camp was filled with joy, and even a large number of nearby Qi Refining monks rushed over. The large group of people in the dark area were obviously excited for his return. If it weren't for this kind of war in the world of immortality, I'm afraid these people wouldn't be so crazy.
It's not easy to stay in the camp, so it's better to settle things here as soon as possible. Lu Xiaotian frowned and gave up the idea of going to the camp.
Turning around, he happened to see a group of monks from the Ancient Sword Sect flying past. One of them was his old acquaintance Yuan Hao. At this time, Yuan Hao was a little more steady than before, but the look in his eyes still showed It was intense hostility and a deep sense of fear.
Lu Xiaotian just pretended that he didn't see the other party and flew straight to the battle platform.
Yuan Hao couldn't help clenching his fists. During the Qi refining stage, the gap between him and Lu Xiaotian was not big, but he was still defeated by Lu Xiaotian. Originally, he thought that after building the foundation, he would rely on his talent in cultivation. , using the Fierce Sun Double Arm Sword to exert greater power, it can easily overwhelm the opponent again. But every time, the result was disappointment, and the humiliation that came with it. Until now, he had become a top master among the foundation-building monks, but he found that he no longer understood his opponent at all. The old opponent in front of him looked more and more like a fog. , even Luo Qing, another stunningly talented person in the Ancient Sword Sect who was no less talented than him, had always looked down upon him, and his thoughts were fixed on this person. It seemed that everything had been lost to Lu Xiaotian. Thinking of this, Yuan Hao became even more resentful. In Yuan Hao's opinion, Lu Xiaotian's dull expression was tantamount to disdain for him. Yuan Hao couldn't help but clenched his fists. It was precisely because of him that he became a big joke of the Ancient Sword Sect, at least in his own opinion. .
Lu Xiaotian never thought that Yuan Hao would have so many thoughts in such a short moment. In fact, he did not take Yuan Hao to heart anymore. For himself, if he could not break through to the golden elixir stage, everything would be just an illusion.
Taking a breath, Lu Xiaotian landed directly on the battle platform in the middle. This barren Gobi desert, coupled with the beating war drums, adds a chilling atmosphere to the place.
"Did you see that Senior Brother Lu went directly to the battle platform? Let's go quickly and cheer for Senior Brother Lu!" When the Lingxiao Palace disciples in the camp saw this scene, they immediately started making noises. They originally thought that Lu Xiaotian would be in the camp. I took a short rest inside, but I didn't expect that I had just arrived, so I went straight to the battle platform.
"Come on, only Senior Brother Lu has such courage. Those monks who went to the battle platform have not been carefully prepared."
"That's right, let's go. Senior Brother Lu just came back from outside and went directly to the stage to fight. We can't weaken the momentum of Lingxiao Palace."
The foundation-building monks in the camp rushed out of the camp, and the flags of Lingxiao Palace were erected very high, ringing in the wind. However, in comparison, the scene was more intense among the Qi Refining monks. In the eyes of most of the Qi Refining monks, Lu Xiaotian had simply become their spiritual symbol. He was a casual cultivator, had no family background, and had no Golden Pill ancestor. Being a master has reached an unbelievable level. For these Qi Refining monks, Lu Xiaotian has reached the limit of what they can imagine. As for the golden elixir stage, it is too far away and naturally they dare not imagine it. People like Lu Xiaotian, who can reach such an astonishing level just by relying on their own efforts, can shock thousands of foundation-building monks on both our and enemy sides. Doesn't it mean that they also have a glimmer of hope?
"Ho ho ho!"
"war!"
"war!"
"war!"
The news that Lu Xiaotian had returned to Lingxiao Palace was blowing around like a whirlwind. Regardless of his previous relationship with the monks from Lingxiao Palace, he now belonged to the Wangyue Immortal Realm. Since the protracted fight with the foreign monks, Wangyue Realm and the foreign monks had accumulated too much. There was a lot of hatred, and on the battle platform, the monks from the Moon Watching Realm killed and injured a large number of top foundation-building monks, and all factions suffered losses. At this time, the war drums were beating again, and everyone felt a strong fighting spirit in their hearts. The news that Lu Xiaotian had killed dozens of flying cavalry tribes before his return and defeated the three top masters from the foreign land was spread like crazy in a short period of time. Everyone looked at him with an incredible expression. At the same time, he fell into a hysterical frenzy. At this time, Lu Xiaotian not only became the target of many Qi-refining monks from Lingxiao Palace who were from casual cultivators, but also became the target of countless monks from other sects who also came from other sects.
The war platform was set up by monks from a foreign land. They were provocative in every possible way. A tree could survive with a piece of skin and a person could survive with a breath of life. For the environment of their own cultivation, the constraints of the sect, and the rewards of merit points. They had to fight, and every monk who dared to step onto the fighting platform was worthy of their support.
However, on both sides of the battle platform, a rare scene appeared that had never appeared before. The various sects on the side of the Moon Cultivation Realm were high in fighting spirit, and the war drums were beating loudly. However, they had been asking for war in a high-profile manner before, and they were going to consume a lot of money. The powerful Tianqiong, Nanhuang, and Xingxiu alliances in the Wangyue Immortal Realm are all silent, and there is no sign that anyone is going to fight for the time being.
Seeing this astonishing scene in front of them, Lei Wantian, Huo Yuming and other golden elixir monks couldn't help but be a little surprised at this time.
"It seems that our understanding of Lu Xiaotian is not as good as those of the enemies." Huo Yuming said with flashing eyes.
"There are not even people participating in the battle. These three major alliances have set up a platform to fight. This time they are going to slap themselves in the face." Lei Wantian laughed.
"I really can't believe that there can be such a person among the foundation-building disciples of your Lingxiao Palace. Just by showing up, no one among the foreign monks dared to step forward to challenge him." At this time, the Ancient Sword Sect was on the flying warship. , an old man with green beard and hair flew down to the flying kite warship in Lingxiao Palace.
"That is, this Lu Xiaotian is not only outstanding in strength, far superior to monks of the same level, but also has repeatedly made great contributions to our Lingxiao Palace since he entered the Bloody Forbidden Land. What is even more rare is that this son has a resolute temperament, wholeheartedly pursuing the Tao, and not doing anything for outsiders. Everything moves. It is indeed surprising to have such strength now." Huo Yuming couldn't suppress a smile on his face when he saw the old monster with a green beard. exist
When he heard Huo Yuming mention the Bloody Forbidden Land, the old monster with the green beard twisted his lips. It was precisely because of the kid on the platform that he lost the bet.
However, when he thought that his beloved disciple died on this battle platform, Old Monster Bi-beard felt a wave of hatred in his heart. For me to say this, the trivial things in the past are nothing."
