The current Demon Suppression Tower is far from mature, and it will naturally suffer a big loss if it comes into contact with Ancestor Han Chi's psychic weapon. Lu Xiaotian was secretly annoyed. It seemed that after working together with Chi Yunsang and Iron Corpse Sheath to kill the ghost master's clone, he began to despise the ghost monk's clone.
He thought that even if he was powerful, there was nothing he could do about it. Unexpectedly, the complexity of the matter was far beyond his expectation. Although Gui Zun and Xiong Ao had joined forces at the beginning, they were also wary of each other. Naturally, they would leave most of them behind. The power and substitute methods will inevitably be weakened a lot.
As a Nascent Soul cultivator, the stand-in for Ancestor Han Chi in front of him was not only powerful, but also strange and changeable. In the first encounter, Lu Xiaotian suffered a big loss.
"Want to leave? It's not that easy." Han Chi Ancestor Jie Jie smiled, and the two ice whips in the air, mixed with the sound of whistling wind, hit Lu Xiaotian, "Your little black insect that can break the formation, this is I’m very interested in it, so I happened to collect it all today.”
Lu Xiaotian took a breath and slapped the Yunling Gourd, and fire dragon bows and arrows flew out from it. With the strength of his body, he would definitely not be careless enough to personally pick up the ice whip from Ancestor Han Chi, put two fire dragon arrows on it, and Lu Xiaotian swallowed After the next level nine demon leopard spirit, he directly drew his bow.
Whoosh, two sharp arrows shot in the air, turning into roaring fire dragons with terrifying momentum.
However, the fire dragon intertwined with the ice whip in the air, and after just a few blows, it fell into a disadvantage again.
Lu Xiaotian took the opportunity to take back the Demon Suppression Tower, put it back into his dantian and nourished it with alchemy, and he felt a little relieved.
But soon, a cold look flashed in the corner of Lu Xiaotian's eyes. He saw that because of the Haoyin Gourd, he was attacked by the Demon Suppressing Tower and the Brahma Spiritual Fire, and his control over the Yin Chi Ice Mist was greatly reduced. Later, although the ancestor Han Chi regained control, Under the control of Haoyin Gourd, but with the opportunity to breathe just now, the one-armed Taoist nun and others had taken the opportunity to escape from the range of Han Chi's ice mist.
Several people reacted quickly and broke through from several directions. At this time, Ancestor Han Chi's attention was attracted by Lu Xiaotian. Although the rolling ice mist once again involved the two monks in green who had previously controlled the formation, the one-armed Taoist nun and Zhou Qian'er were both late-stage Jindan monks with profound magical powers. , with this little chance created, he had already escaped from it.
The one-armed Taoist nun led the girl away from the other direction without looking back. A complicated look flashed across Zhou Qian'er's face, pulling Fu Jiaojiao, and finally gritted his teeth and threw a flying sword towards Ancestor Han Chi. Come stabbing.
"Seeking death!" Ancestor Han Chi shot down the fire dragon arrow with his ice whip, then moved it to the side, and then directly hit Zhou Qian'er's flying sword, whining, and flew several feet to the side.
Zhou Qian'er's face suddenly turned pale. The alchemy magic weapon refined by the golden elixir monk consumes a lot of energy. During the battle, the spiritual consciousness must be attached to it in order to be able to use it flexibly in the battle. Once he suffers a serious injury, the caster will naturally feel the same. .
"I accept the kindness, you can go." Lu Xiaotian sighed. Zhou Qian'er and Fu Jiaojiao didn't have a deep friendship this week, but the other party was still able to help in this situation, which was better than most of those who acted according to the circumstances. People.
"Friend Lu Dao, this ancestor Han Chi is too powerful, what about you?" Fu Jiaojiao and Zhou Qian'er said at the same time.
"I have my own way to escape. You can't help me by staying here. It's not worth it for this old monster to destroy the magic weapon for nothing. Hurry up, I won't last long." Lu Xiaotian said loudly.
"That's fine, Fellow Daoist Lu, take care of yourself. This old monster Han Chi dares to attack someone from Tianxin Pavilion. After I go back, I will report this person to the Pavilion Master." Zhou Qian'er is not a sloppy person. After hearing what Lu Xiaotian said, , without saying anything more, he pulled Fu Jiaojiao's sword through the air, which had not yet recovered from the ice aura.
"This is unreasonable, boy, you are dead." Ancestor Han Chi shouted angrily. He was a Nascent Soul cultivator who took action, but the other party still had time to talk to other people. As if he didn't exist, he used Yin Chi Bingwu actually ran away with a few people. If word spread, wouldn't other old monsters laugh at him?
And it is really troublesome to offend the people of Tianxin Pavilion. But now with the strength of the clone, the one-armed Taoist nun and Zhou Qian'er of Tianxin Pavilion have rushed out. Coupled with Lu Xiaotian's entanglement, ancestor Han Chi can't do anything for a while. Completely intercepted the one-armed Taoist nun and Zhou Qian'er who were escaping from different directions.
After all, these are the strongest monks in the late Jindan period. Although his clones are strong, they mostly rely on the ice whip, a psychic weapon, to suppress Lu Xiaotian. If not, it would not be easy to win.
Of course, Ancestor Han Chi was confident that if he was determined to intercept one of them, the silver-haired boy in front of him would not be able to stop it, but the black bug had never been seen before, and the demon-suppressing tower offered by the silver-haired young man in front of him Being able to possess the Brahma Spiritual Fire, Ancestor Han Chi was far more interested in this silver-haired young man than anyone else, so his attention was naturally focused on Lu Xiaotian.
"It's not necessary to be afraid." Lu Xiaotian snorted coldly, and the other party destroyed his two fire dragon arrows again. The power of the psychic magic weapon was indeed extraordinary, and it had a crushing effect on the alchemy magic weapon in terms of quality. If another Alchemy Magical Weapon were used, Lu Xiaotian would not be afraid even if Han Chi Ancestor's stand-in was powerful, but the psychic ice whip was really powerful, and Lu Xiaotian would not have the time to continue to struggle with it.
Without taking back the two destroyed fire dragon arrows, a sword energy popped out from Lu Xiaotian's fingers. The sword energy turned into a transparent giant sword in the air. With a slight tremble, it came to Lu Xiaotian's feet.
"Quick!" Lu Xiaotian yelled, and the ethereal flying sword carried Lu Xiaotian away at an alarming speed. The Demon Suppressing Tower is majestic and upright, with the solemn atmosphere of Buddhism and Taoism, thick and solemn. The Piaomiao Flying Sword is better because it is unstable, and as a magical weapon like the Flying Sword, the speed is really not slow, especially after it was tempered by the Piaomiao Sword in a confused way. At this time, the power is greatly improved and the speed is also It's soared.
"Such a flying sword." Even Ancestor Han Chi couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this scene in front of him. A strange look flashed in his eyes. The behavior of this silver-haired boy was always unexpected. He was still in the past. At such an age and cultivation level, there are far less means than there are. Even with the current substitute, it is not easy to catch up with the opponent.
After the ancestor Han Chi marveled, he snorted coldly, stepped into the void, and the two separate ice spikes merged into one and flew into the hand of the ancestor Han Chi. The ice spike in the hand of the ancestor Han Chi pointed forward, and an icy wind blew past. , putting away the Haoyin Gourd, the two monks in green were already like bald men, frozen by Yin Chi's ice mist into two pieces of ice corpses and fell into the sea.
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