If it was just the Yin-devouring Ghost Wheel, Lu Xiaotian would now throw the evil object, the Yin-devouring Ghost Wheel, out without hesitation, as far as it would go, but in fact, what the Black Nightmare Ghost King said might not be true. , he killed Xuanyin, doesn’t the other party want to avenge Xuanyin?
In this case, Lu Xiaotian was also worried. If he extended his head, it would be a knife, and if he retracted his head, it would be a knife. Even if he wanted to die, he would not let the other party succeed easily.
With the waving of Bat King's magic wings, he crossed countless mountains and rushing rivers. In the distance, Wushang City is in sight. At this time, the essence and blood that can activate Bat King's magic wings are almost exhausted, and he can no longer fly too far away and run long distances like this.
The Black Nightmare Ghost King behind him was still clinging to his back without letting go. Even though he had delayed a little time by killing several Blood Lion Ancestors and could not turn around to see the opponent, the monstrous ghostly aura behind him was still there. It never feels wrong.
As expected, Wushang City also felt the surging ghostly energy. In the distance, several figures rose from the ground into the air, their clothes swaying in the wind.
Lu Xiaotian looked surprised. There were actually seven Nascent Soul cultivators who appeared this time. However, Lu Xiaotian's heart suddenly sank again, and the speed of the Black Nightmare Ghost King behind him still did not slow down at all.
Lu Xiaotian is only in the late stage of Jindan, so naturally he cannot sense the cultivation of the seven Nascent Soul monks in Wushang City, but there is no problem with the Xuanmai Ghost King that he cannot sense.
Knowing that there were already a large number of Nascent Soul cultivators in front of him, yet the other party dared to kill them so unscrupulously. This only meant that the Xuan Nightmare Ghost King did not take the six Nascent Soul cultivators in front of him at all.
"What kind of monsters dare to break into the Wushang City without permission!" Seeing the monstrous ghost energy in the distance, the leader Cheng Dexiang felt frightened, but thinking about the six helpers around him, he calmed down a little. Raise your voice and shout to the other person.
"Not only do you dare to break into the city, I also dare to massacre the city. Anyone who stands in my way will die!" Xuan Nightmare Ghost King shouted fiercely.
"Arrogant, this city is jointly managed by the three kingdoms. You are extremely capable. A ghost can be an invincible enemy of our three great immortal dynasties." Cheng Dexiang shouted angrily upon hearing this.
"I'm not here to move around on the surface of your Laoshizi Immortal Chao. I can come when I want and leave when I want. What can the Immortal Chao do to me?"
Seeing that Lu Xiaotian had no intention of stopping, the Black Nightmare Ghost King was secretly annoyed. Although this little guy had a low level of cultivation, the pair of magic wings on his back were really not simple. He was so fast, and he was not good at speed, but in Among the monks of the same level, he is not considered slow, and he actually let this kid escape all the way here, and also attracted so many Nascent Soul monks.
Although he is not afraid of the people in front of him, this is already the second human fairy city he has encountered. Can he really kill them all the way? Although he is not weak in strength, there are definitely people who can match him among the human race. If he really makes too much noise and is far away from the ghost army, he will inevitably suffer a loss by himself.
"I came all the way this time to chase a human kid. This person killed my heir. Blood revenge must be avenged. As long as you hand him over to me, everyone will be in peace today. Otherwise, I will only have It’s a killing spree again.”
The pair of green eyes in the clouds turned and transmitted a message to the Yuanying monk opposite. Having been blocked by the Blood Lion Ancestor before, Xuanmeng Ghost King first felt that the Blood Lion Ancestors and others were no match for him, and secondly, he became angry and had a murderous intention.
It’s just that the situation in front of me is obviously different from before. This fairy city is not small in size and is not in the Black Sky Mountains. It is very likely that there is a teleportation array. Once other Nascent Soul monks come from the teleportation array, it will inevitably be a big trouble.
"What? There is such a thing?" The leader, Cheng Dexiang, glanced at Lu Xiaotian, who had just escaped from the city, and then secretly sent a message to several others, "Do you know this person? This ghost clan is not simple. , the cultivation level is far better than ours, I am afraid that we will suffer losses if we go head-to-head. I immediately informed the masters from all over the world that Wushang City has not seen a ghost tribe with such a high cultivation level for a long time. The appearance of this ghost tribe may not be that simple. "
"This? It's not difficult to hand this person over to you, but now in public, if we hand this person over to you, how can we old guys lose face?" Cheng Dexiang replied to the Xuan Nightmare Ghost King. "How about you retreat temporarily, wait until we take the kid secretly, and then hand it over to you privately?"
"It's a delaying tactic. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Xuanmai Ghost King smiled sinisterly, "Make a decision within three breaths, otherwise I will go on a killing spree!"
"This?" Cheng Dexiang and other Yuanying monks were suddenly in a dilemma. They didn't expect that this ghost tribe would be so difficult to deal with, and they could see through his idea of delaying time at a glance.
Lu Xiaotian felt a little bad in his heart. The behavior of the Black Nightmare Ghost King and the Nascent Soul Ancestors in Wushang City was too strange. Why did they need to communicate in private? Could it be that he is secretly involved? If you can't talk about it on stage, it's naturally some shameful thing.
Lu Xiaotian's heart sank, and he no longer hesitated. The essence and blood in the Bat King's magic wings could last for a short period of time, and he immediately fluttered his wings and fled. Don't stay here for a moment longer.
"Smart little devil!" The Black Nightmare Ghost King saw Lu Xiaotian's move and knew that Lu Xiaotian had guessed it. He roared angrily, and a black ball rolled out from the clouds and slowly rose into the sky.
Lu Xiaotian was horrified, this black ball was killing everyone in the Blood Lion City with the "Ghost Yao" used by the Black Nightmare Ghost King before. The Nascent Soul Ancestor of Wushang City cherishes feathers and is not as tough as the Blood Lion Ancestor. Or it should be said that the Black Nightmare Ghost King has changed his strategy and is no longer as head-on as before. Otherwise, it is hard to say what the final result will be. In short, these Nascent Soul monks are not stupid, and will not stand up to the Black Nightmare Ghost King for a monk with no background.
As soon as the black obsidian appeared, the vast ghostly aura covered the sky and blocked the sun. The Wushang City, which had been clear and clear before, now, as the black sun rises, the shadows gradually swallow up the light, and the black ball actually blocks the top of the head. ’s scorching sun.
The Black Nightmare Ghost King charged over again unscrupulously.
"The bold ghost tribe dares to act recklessly in my Wushang City. Everyone, join me to face the enemy!" Cheng Dexiang shouted angrily, but when he saw the Xuanmai Ghost King rushing toward the unknown young man Lu Xiaotian, he couldn't help but slow down. After a few moments, he actually allowed the Black Nightmare Ghost King to rush past him.
"Do you know that young man?" Cheng Dexiang secretly sent a message to several others.
"I don't know, he's not a member of the royal family. If this son has a noble status, he must have already revealed his identity. He is just an insignificant junior, but it is difficult to escape from this ghost clan. The pair of bat wings behind him is really not easy. I’m afraid that the ghost tribe may not really have the intention to take revenge, I’m just afraid that that kid might have some treasure in his hands.”
Yu Xiaoyun, a man who looked like a handsome young man, had a thoughtful expression on his face.
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