Lu Xiaotian was shocked. Yes, this Black Nightmare Ghost King could actually identify him at a glance from the crowd. Can't stay any longer.
"Brother Yu, Zixia, this Black Nightmare Ghost King is no small matter. He is coming for me. You two take care of yourself." Lu Xiaotian stamped his feet and retreated violently.
There were two young men who were close to each other and stepped in front of Lu Xiaotian. Lu Xiaotian had a cold face and before the other party could use the magical weapon, he slashed them with a sword in the air, cutting these two boys who were not in the early stage of the Golden Pill in two. The fierce fighting style immediately shocked many people. Coupled with his extremely fast speed, when others were still shocked by the battle between the green-robed old man and Yin Yun, Lu Xiaotian had already slipped out from the cracks in the crowd like a loach.
"Jiejie, boy, do you think you can still walk after this king has tracked you here from hundreds of thousands of miles away?" There was a burst of unbridled laughter in the dark clouds.
The old man in green robe was annoyed that this ghost clan dared to ignore him like this. This is really unreasonable. Just as he was about to use his method, a long black whip that seemed both virtual and real came out from among the clouds. The green-robed old man slapped the back of his head, and a jade-green Chixu Feijian slashed through the green light void.
Just the black whip whipped, and with a snap, it hit the sword of the Biguang Feijian directly.
As the flying sword was pulled away, the old man in green robes also trembled, his face turned pale, and he said in shock, "Ghost, the late stage of the Ghost King!"
"It's too late to wake up now." The dark clouds rolled and floated for several miles, and a long black whip protruded from it, wrapping around the waist of the old man in green robe.
The old man in green robe struggled hard and stuck out his tongue. A small green gourd came out. A large amount of green phosphorus fire poured out from the gourd's mouth. When the phosphorus fire appeared, even the stone walls around the head began to melt and turned into stone liquid dripping down. Come closer. The golden elixir monk groaned and retreated in panic.
However, the green phosphorus fire was poured on the black whip, but the whip remained unmoved. It rolled around the waist of the old man in green robe and wrapped it around him.
At the same time, the dark clouds that were as big as an acre had floated in lightly, swallowing the old man in green robes as they rolled. The dark clouds rolled, and after a few breaths, a shrill scream sounded.
The cultivators who originally surrounded Yu Dongbao and Shao Zixia were even fools and could tell that the situation was very bad.
Bo, a half-foot-tall Nascent Soul, who was like a baby covered by a green light and looked exactly like the old man in green robes, fled out of it in horror. The green light flashed and shot towards the exit. And go.
Poof, at this moment, a white skeleton fell out of the rolling clouds.
"Don't overestimate your capabilities." Yin Yun murmured coldly and swayed forward lightly.
Those Jindan monks were already frightened out of their wits, but after escaping for a while, many of them felt the coldness above their heads, and the dark clouds had actually flown over their heads.
Such a terrifying ghost clan, even the ancestor couldn't sustain it for a moment before his body was directly destroyed by the other party.
At this time, Lu Xiaotian, who was running for his life, was horrified when he saw the green Nascent Soul escaping from him in horror. He thought that the old man in green robe, a Nascent Soul monk, could survive for a while, so that he could escape for a while, but The horror of the Black Nightmare Ghost King was far beyond his imagination.
Lu Xiaotian no longer hesitated, patted the storage bag, a faint blood-red light flashed, and a pair of almost transparent flying wings with a touch of light red flashed behind him.
Bat King's Wings!
At this time, the Black Nightmare Ghost King had just floated over, and he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw that Lu Xiaotian had turned into a red light and swept away at an astonishing speed.
Among the golden elixir monks who were scattering birds and beasts, Shao Zixia hurriedly glanced back and saw Lu Xiaotian flying away at a speed that was not slower than the Black Nightmare Ghost King. Suddenly, her pair of almond-shaped eyes were full of incredulity.
"Quickly leave!" Yu Dongbao roared to Shao Zixia, and also saw the scene of Lu Xiaotian jumping away. Although the Black Nightmare Ghost King was obviously coming for Lu Xiaotian, there were still monks around who were enemies of non-cultivation and stayed here. Not a good idea.
"Boy, what are those wings on your back? They are so fast." Apart from the monstrous evil spirit, the clouds behind you don't look too big compared to ordinary clouds floating in the sky or under the cloudy sky. difference.
"It's a treasure given by the Nascent Soul Ancestor in my family. Now we are in the Chiyuan Continent. When I join the several Nascent Soul Ancestors in my family, you won't be able to do anything to get me."
Lu Xiaotian responded loudly, trying to use words to persuade the other party to retreat. After all, the other party did not know his background. Among the large immortal cultivating families in Chiyuan Continent, it is normal for several Nascent Soul cultivators to appear. Even if the opponent is a ghost king, he is far more difficult to deal with than ordinary monks of the same level, but a tiger cannot resist a pack of wolves. The monks in Chiyuan Continent are also very hostile to ghost cultivators, especially ghost cultivators with such a high level as the Black Nightmare Ghost King.
"Boy, do you think that my thousands of years of practice are in vain? How many Nascent Soul-level masters have been slaughtered by me? Even if the ancestors of your family are all out, they can't do anything to me." Xuanmai Ghost King Gaga He smiled strangely, "If you are wise, hand over everything you got from Xuanyin, and I may be able to let you live."
How could Lu Xiaotian believe the other party's lies at this juncture? Since he couldn't scare the other party away, naturally he had only one way to escape. The Xuanmai Ghost King was too powerful. Even if he hesitated a little and gave the other party a chance to take action, he would You must die here. The only chance of survival is to run as far as possible.
Just which direction should I flee to? It would be great if there was a large fairy city nearby. The sudden wind roared in his ears, and Lu Xiaotian's mind was spinning rapidly. If he escapes in the wrong direction and cannot fly to the approaching fairy city before the demonic python essence blood and demonic beast essence blood are used up, he will naturally die.
At the moment, he is not qualified to gamble at all. Lu Xiaotian is very aware of his situation. The nearest large-scale fairy city is also the Blood Lion Ridge. The ordinary gathering of immortal cultivators in the Ordinary Black Sky Mountains cannot resist the terrifying ghost King Xuan Ye. clan.
Having made up his mind, Lu Xiaotian rushed towards the Blood Lion Ridge where the Yunya auction had been held before.
Because the speed was too fast, we encountered many monsters and monks along the way. However, at the speed of the two of them, they were just a few tenth-level monster birds. They were all upset when they saw the dark clouds and ghostly aura chasing behind them. Wings flying, the only thing I'm afraid of is getting away. Occasionally, there would be bold demon eagles who wanted to intercept them. Lu Xiaotian directly flapped the Bat King's magic wings to avoid them. The Black Nightmare Ghost King was annoyed and shot out a roller with black flames from the clouds. The roller was only about the size of a foot, with two sides. No sharp teeth.
It's just that the eleventh-level demon eagle screamed and directly sacrificed the demon elixir. As a result, the stalemate could not last more than a few breaths, and the demon eagle was cut in half by the black roller. chapter;
