Lu Xiaotian and Ancestor Han Chi were in tandem, chasing each other at an astonishing speed.
"Boy, what you have on you, I have taken a fancy to that little black insect that can only break the formation. What is the name of that black insect and how to raise it? If you can give me an egg to hatch, I might as well let you go."
After chasing for thousands of miles, they passed by several small islands. Ancestor Han Chi was also quite impatient. He also met several waves of other monks in the process.
He is also worried that Zhou Qian'er has really recruited the monks from Tianxin Pavilion. Tianxin Pavilion is very powerful. This time he wants to kill his disciples. If the news spreads, it will not sound good after all. Although he is not afraid, the current substitute still has considerable limitations. of.
I practice Xuan Gong in seclusion, and those few incompetent disciples are either greedy for pleasure or have trouble with success and failure. Over the years, I have done a lot of things with this substitute. Refining a substitute is not easy. If it is destroyed, it will take a lot of time to refine another one later.
"That's a lot of nonsense." Lu Xiaotian replied coldly. Where could he find any insect eggs? It was really wishful thinking to ask him to hand over the world-breaking insect. This kind of strange insect could not be bought with spiritual stones. And he didn't think that Ancestor Han Chi would really let him go.
In the distance, several foundation-building monks were flying away from the spirit ship and were surrounding and killing a demon shark.
At this time, they saw Lu Xiaotian and Ancestor Han Chi flying past one after another. The fluctuating mana breath frightened several people out of their wits. They quickly abandoned the demon shark and flew towards the spirit ship, driving the spirit ship away from the two people. The fight between Jindan monks is no joke. If it is affected, it is normal to be injured at least, or to die on the spot at worst.
Lu Xiaotian didn't stop at all, and passed over the opponent's spirit ship. Ancestor Han Chi was still chasing after him.
After a while, we arrived at a deserted island. Lu Xiaotian frowned, paused, and stopped.
"What, boy, have you figured it out? If you are willing to take the initiative to donate the little black insect that can break the formation to me, I can consider accepting you as a disciple." Ancestor Han Chi saw Lu Xiaotian stop, although there was Doubtful, but soon felt happy again.
"I said, the little black insect won't give it to you." Lu Xiaotian said lightly. A master who can force his disciples to ask for something is like a beast that can eat people at any time. The disciples he accepted would probably not have an easy life either.
"Then you are planning to skip the toast and eat the fine wine. You still dare to resist when death is imminent. It seems that you don't know my method of punishing people."
Ancestor Han Chi spoke in a gloomy tone, but he was inexplicably paying attention to the silver-haired young man. The silver-haired young man had not panicked at all until now. He looked like he was relying on something, which was not what he should do when he was cornered.
The two pagodas exuding Buddha energy on the opponent's body, the transparent flying sword at his feet, or the fire dragon bow and arrow, are all extraordinary in power. The ordinary late-stage Jindan monks have one thing that is extraordinary in strength, and The silver-haired monk in front of him had so many Alchemy Magical Artifacts at the same time, and each of them was of the highest quality, plus the Brahma Spirit Fire and the little black insect that could break the formation.
Ancestor Han Chi thought that he was well-informed and experienced, but looking at the silver-haired young man in front of him, he felt as if he was seeing flowers in the fog. Therefore, I was a little worried about Lu Xiaotian's unusual performance. After all, the substitute's strength is also limited.
A Nascent Soul cultivator, even if he is a substitute, would actually be wary of a Golden Core cultivator if he could use a psychic weapon. Thinking of this, Ancestor Han Chi couldn't help but feel a little hot on his face.
Maybe it's just a bluff. The magic power of his substitute is stronger than that of the other person, and he also has the Ice Whip and the Haoyin Gourd in hand. Could he still be afraid of a junior Jin Dan? Soon, Ancestor Han Chi put these complicated thoughts out of his mind, and the eyes he looked at Lu Xiaotian gradually became unkind.
With a thought, the ice whip flew out of the body and hit Lu Xiaotian's head.
The corner of Lu Xiaotian's mouth curled up with a sarcastic expression. As a Nascent Soul cultivator, Patriarch Han Chi, even if he was just a substitute, his combat power was indeed a step beyond him. The Yinli Ice Mist released by Haoyin Gourd had no effect on him. Van Luo Ling Although fire is not enough to eliminate all the ice fog, it is more than enough to protect itself. But the ice spike in front of him was too tricky. Even the Misty Flying Sword was incomparable in quality to this ice spike, and he would be defeated after only a few rounds.
Lu Xiaotian thought to himself that if he swallowed the ordinary ninth-level monster essence, coupled with the combat power brought by the dual cultivation of law and body, he would not be much inferior to the opponent, but he could not fight against the psychic ice spike, no matter what he had in his hand. Several alchemy magic weapons, or my own physical body as a body cultivator, cannot stand up to the Ice Thorn without defeat.
Lu Xiaotian sighed secretly, a pair of bat wings quietly appeared on his back, a faint red light flowed, and a tyrannical power burst out from the bat wings, which made Lu Xiaotian feel that there was an endless force in his body, although the bat king's magic wings were the most important. It's speed, but it also has a powerful stimulating effect on mana in a short period of time, but relatively speaking, it's not as scary as it is without the blessing of speed.
With a slight wave of Bat King's magical wings, Lu Xiaotian's body disappeared from the sight of Ancestor Han Chi.
"What?" Ancestor Han Chi realized that Lu Xiaotian had disappeared before his eyes, and his face was horrified. This was too unbelievable, unless it was a Nascent Soul monk who was good at speed, but the other party was clearly just a junior Jindan. .
Behind, Ancestor Han Chi reacted quickly. Although the strength that the stand-in could exert was limited, his realm was not comparable to that of a Golden Core monk after all. His powerful spiritual consciousness allowed Ancestor Han Chi to immediately feel where Lu Xiaotian was. position.
Ancestor Han Chi didn't react slowly. He hooked his finger, and the ice spikes streaked through the air with several afterimages, hitting Lu Xiaotian where he must pass.
But before Ancestor Han Chi could get happy, Lu Xiaotian had already changed his direction at an astonishing speed. Attack Ancestor Han Chi from another direction.
A faint red light flashed in the air several times, and Lu Xiaotian felt a little annoyed. This old monster was worthy of being a Nascent Soul monk. His perception of crises was astonishing. Although he was much faster than the opponent, the ice spike could always reach him in the shortest time. Within a certain period of time, it is blocked in the direction he must attack. The speed of the old monster stand-in is far slower than him, but the psychic ice spike is not too slow. One is for long-range attack and the other is for close-range defense. Although the defense is a bit stretched, Han Chi's ancestor has so much experience in fighting. Even though he is old and spicy, he can still hold on.
Lu Xiaotian sneered, and the Misty Flying Sword quietly changed its direction during this attack and defense that was too fast to be seen with the naked eye. The Bat King's magic wings flapped, and the Misty Flying Sword simultaneously slashed at the back of Ancestor Han Chi from the opposite direction.
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