However, as the aura of the blood wolf demon drum continued to become stronger, Lu Xiaotian discovered that the color of the little blood wolf's head was constantly getting darker.
Lu Xiaotian continued to flip through the secret book about the Blood Wolf Demon Drum, turning to the last few pages, which also recorded the method of refining blood crystals. It is made from the blood and bones of high-level demonic beasts. The higher the level of the demonic beast, the greater the power of the blood crystal, and the higher the lethality exerted by the Blood Wolf Demonic Drum.
A very evil magical weapon. Lu Xiaotian was secretly frightened. Especially the method of making this kind of blood crystal requires taking the blood of monsters, and it cannot be taken from dead monsters, it must be taken when the monsters are still alive. It can then be refined using secret methods to become blood crystals.
The higher the level of the monster, the greater the power contained in the blood crystal. It's just that this method is too vicious and is equivalent to torturing a monster alive. If he had killed the old man with triangular eyes by himself, if the blood crystals in his hand were not enough to exert the maximum power of the bleeding wolf drum, his victory would never have been so easy. It's probably going to be a hard fight.
The Talisman Magical Artifact is actually quite powerful in another way. Lu Xiaotian held his chin, with a look of contemplation in his eyes. The refining process of blood crystal is quite difficult and very time-consuming. It seems that he can only use this thing once or twice.
Suddenly, a blue light flashed at the entrance of the cave, and in the blink of an eye it passed through the restriction at the entrance of the cave. It was his own transmission talisman to Sun Youcai. Ordinary transmission notes cannot penetrate the formation set up by oneself at all.
Why was Sun Youcai transmitting messages to him at this time? Lu Xiaotian stretched out his fingers and flicked out a ray of energy.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, Fellow Daoist Ye found out that there is someone behind me. I have no choice but to send you a message. About the matter of bearing baby fruits, Fellow Daoist Ye knows better than me. There seem to be some changes there recently. Fellow Daoist Ye said that we can only gather everyone together to Only with the strength can it be possible to kill the tenth-level monster near the Yingying Fruit. However, Fellow Daoist Ye is not strong enough now, so I specially invited Fellow Daoist Lu to come and discuss important matters."
After saying that, the blue transmission note spontaneously ignited and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.
"It seems that the man named Ye also knows about the Iron Thorn-backed Monster, but he actually has a way to deal with that tenth-level monster. It's really strange."
Lu Xiaotian's eyes flickered, and he had a very clear understanding of his own strength. With his magic power alone, he was slightly inferior to top-notch late-stage golden elixir masters like the Life-Destroying Infant Monk and Chi Yunsang, but many other methods were added. Look up, but there is no comparison. The idle Jindan cultivator was no longer taken seriously by him.
It's just that this kind of power is only for Jindan monks, or monsters below the ninth level. The iron-thorn-backed monster is at the tenth level. If the opponent hits him casually, he will have to work hard to hit it, and he will even be injured. After a few blows, when he has exhausted all his cards, he is probably going to die.
Under normal circumstances, if someone said there was a way to deal with a tenth-level monster, Lu Xiaotian would just laugh it off, but when it came to the matter of the baby fruit, when he had no other way, Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but feel a bit lucky, no matter what, he would go this way. So what if it’s just one trip, if it doesn’t work, it’s the worst possible outcome and we can just leave again.
With his current strength, as long as he is not surrounded by some golden elixir monks, be careful. If the other party really has some evil intentions, it will not be easy for him to stay.
After some calculations, Lu Xiaotian put away several formation disks at the entrance of the cave and broke out. At this time, the injury has long since recovered. Although he has made further breakthroughs in physical cultivation and retreat practice is more conducive to the consolidation of his realm, the baby fruit will mature one after another, and Lu Xiaotian also feels that time is not waiting for him.
In fact, even Lu Xiaotian himself has not discovered that his qualifications are mediocre. Although he has a large supply of elixirs, his cultivation speed is definitely not slow. In addition to the material basis of elixirs, I am afraid that the biggest reason is that he continues to keep up with Gao. The fighting skills of monks of the same level have a far deeper understanding of the realm than those of the same level.
The mountains and rivers receded sharply under their feet, and they could vaguely feel the gloomy ghostly energy on the road. Lu Xiaotian frowned secretly, this feeling was not good. Half a day later, Lu Xiaotian came to the bank of the river he had visited last time. There were several simple wooden houses in a shallow shoal with fluttering reed flowers. It looks like it's a few years old, and may have been built by other human races who lived here before.
Lu Xiaotian searched the surrounding area and found that the other party was quite vigilant, and there were several faint powerful aura fluctuations.
"Since you sincerely invite Lu, why don't you show up yet? What's the point of playing hide and seek?" Lu Xiaotian said loudly after sensing the monks nearby who were helping each other.
"Haha, fellow Daoist Lu, don't be surprised. This place is really too dangerous. If we don't take more precautions, I'm afraid Ye won't survive long enough to talk to you." A clear voice sounded, and I saw the man I had met before. Ye Sicheng held a plum blossom fan in his hand and stepped out of the reeds.
He couldn't live in a wooden house, so he hid in the reeds. Could it be that this guy had some special hobby of staying in the reeds. Thinking of the happy time that Ye Sicheng and He Rushuang had in the reeds before, Lu Xiaotian thought with some evil in his heart.
"Friend Lu Dao, don't blame me. I am forced to do so." Sun Youcai came out of the wooden house and saw the bitter look on Lu Xiaotian's face, and said with a look of helplessness.
Immediately afterwards, several other people came out one after another, as well as a few old acquaintances. One of them suddenly had a mass of black energy lingering under his body, only his upper body, and looked at Lu Xiaotian's eyes as a life-threatening infant monk. There are also two snow-capped double eagles wearing white pointed hats and only as tall as a normal human waist.
"Where did these people come from?" Lu Xiaotian narrowed his eyes and asked, looking at the life-threatening infant monk and the others.
"These are the good guys I invited here. They are also helpless against the tenth-level monster, so they have come together for the time being. It seems that you have had some festivals before, but no matter how big the festival is, it is not as big as the birth of a baby fruit. For the time being, Let’s shake hands and make peace first. In front of Yuanying Avenue, everything is just a cloud. Do you think what Ye said makes sense?”
Ye Sicheng said calmly.
"I have no objection, I just know what this person is thinking." Lu Xiaotian glanced at the Life-Destroying Infant Monk. Among these people, he suffered the biggest loss at his hands.
The life-demanding infant monk's face turned livid, he snorted coldly, and simply stopped talking. There was nothing wrong with the Snow Ridge Double Eagles, and they looked at Lu Xiaotian with a rather bland look.
Immediately afterwards, another tall, thin old man with white hair appeared holding a mahogany stick in his hand, with hundreds of bells hanging on it. He stood side by side with the life-killing infant monk. His eyes were full of fear, and he unconsciously stepped back half a step. The white-haired old man looked at Lu Xiaotian with interest.
