"Wouldn't these idiots attack him in one fell swoop if they are no match for him? Now is a battle of orthodoxy among several major cultivating circles. This is not the time to show off one's personal prestige!"
While Wen Changyun and other Nascent Soul cultivators in the Wangyue Cultivation World were in a better mood, Tiancan Xie Zun and other old monsters were naturally furious. Especially after seeing Lu Xiaotian kill four late-stage Jindan masters one after another, they wished they could go into battle and destroy them themselves. Get rid of that silver-haired boy.
But under the pressure of the old monsters on the opposite side, this kind of thought can only be thought in the mind.
"This silver-haired boy is very naughty. The average master of the late Golden Core stage will be at a huge disadvantage against that sword intent. He must be fast, and he must be the top master of the Golden Core stage. If he can barely fight with him, that girl from the Shui family, but also With Di Yao and a few other people taking action, we should be able to take him down. The new palace master of Lingxiao Palace has amazing explosive power. We must do it together, not one after another, otherwise he will inevitably be defeated by them one by one!"
Lord Tiancan Xie said with a gloomy face.
"That's right, we have to work together to have any hope. This kid's explosive power is amazing. No matter whether it's long-range attack or close combat, he has almost no flaws. We can only use the power of everyone to suppress him! It's just the two from the Ancient Sword Sect. The disciples are also very powerful, so we must mobilize other capable juniors to block the two of them, otherwise it will be a huge trouble." Another Nascent Soul old monster said.
Everyone made plans again, but it was just to deal with a golden elixir monk. If Lu Xiaotian knew about it, he would definitely feel flattered.
"Since no one dares to fight, I will go and deal with those devils first."
Lu Xiaotian was a little surprised. In fact, Xiao Tiannan and other old monsters only guessed part of the truth. He killed four people, Ye Guangxun and others just now with thunderous means, and then appeared in an arrogant manner. On the one hand, he wanted to boost Wang Yue. The morale of the Immortal Cultivation World is sluggish, but the effect now seems to be pretty good.
If he didn't have a purpose, he would just rush up and kill the opponent. With Lu Xiaotian's character, he wouldn't like such nonsense.
On the other hand, Lu Xiaotian wanted to frighten the enemy cultivators and attract a large number of enemy cultivators to attack, so that he could deal with them all at once. If they were spread too thin, it would be inconvenient.
Now the Eight Directions Wind, Thunder and Demonic Formation under his feet has gradually collapsed under the crazy attacks of more than two hundred zombies. The powerful formations set up by Yuan Ganglie and other late-stage Jindan warriors are truly extraordinary. Lu Xiaotian thinks to himself that this is the current If you fall into it yourself, if you don't use the spirit of the tenth-level monster, you won't be able to get out alive.
A large number of refined corpses were bombarded by the wind and thunder power of the formation, but the light of the formation gradually became thinner. The golden elixir monks who presided over the formation were also on the verge of collapse at this time. After the battle, there were still more than two hundred. After fighting hard for this large formation, more than a hundred were lost. Now there are still more than a hundred, including many powerful ghost corpses such as the ninth-level peak corpse.
If these hundreds of corpses were allowed to break through the formation and rush towards the monks from the Wangyue Cultivation Realm, the other monks would not be able to stop them.
Since the monks of the Zhan Yue Alliance cannot gather together for the time being, let's take action on these evil beasts.
After saying this, Lu Xiaotian's body fell rapidly downwards.
"Palace Master, be careful. These corpses are not easy to refine. Their bodies are not afraid of ordinary alchemy weapons. They are extremely powerful and are good at spraying corpse poison. Don't let them get involved!"
Lei Wantian shouted in the distance, regarding Lu Xiaotian's new appointment as the Lord of Lingxiao Palace, he was initially confused after receiving the news from his ancestor. Lu Xiaotian was a junior back then and had disappeared for so many years.
Later, after seeing his ancestor's photo of the fight in front of the Lingxiao Palace Mountain Gate, Lei Wantian finally calmed down. At this time, his admiration for Lu Xiaotian, a former junior, had reached the level of admiration. For Lingxiao Palace, which is now severely damaged, among the younger generation of Jindan monks, almost all of the most outstanding ones have withered away. Lu Xiaotian has almost replaced Lingxiao Palace’s hope for the future. Lei Wantian naturally does not want to If anything unexpected happens to Lu Xiaotian.
It's just that Lu Xiaotian was extremely fast and didn't seem to take his words to heart at all. Seeing Lu Xiaotian fall into dozens of refined corpses, Lei Wantian jumped in fear. No matter how strong a person is, facing dozens of corpses that are not afraid of pain or swords, even if they have three heads and six arms, they cannot stop them.
Not to mention Lei Wantian, even the Nascent Soul monsters on both sides were stunned.
"Is this kid looking for death?" Even Xiao Tiannan, a madman, couldn't imagine how the Golden Core cultivator could escape once he was surrounded by dozens of refined corpses.
"Kill him!" At this time, a man with pus on his face and an extremely terrifying look was the leader of the Ghost Corpse Sect. His voice was full of hatred, and he ordered the corpse refiners.
Because of Lu Xiaotian's appearance, the more than two hundred corpse vultures of the Ghost Corpse Sect were almost dealt a devastating blow, destroying the hundreds of years of savings of the Ghost Corpse Sect. At this time, which one made the Ghost Corpse Sect leader grit his teeth the most? , none other than Lu Xiaotian.
As for the wind and thunder demon formation, it is like a broken leaf in the wind, which can be broken in a blink of an eye. What can be more satisfying than killing this Lingxiao Palace monk!
"Fellow Taoists, follow me and kill the Refined Corpse! Palace Master Lu, come closer to the formation!"
Yuan Ganglie of the Ancient Sword Sect echoed loudly, fearing that Lu Xiaotian would make a mistake. At this time, Lu Xiaotian was not only the palace master of Lingxiao Palace, but also the morale of the entire center line in this battle. Once he fell in the battle formation, The blow to the morale of Wangyue's cultivating community is hard to estimate. The war situation may be brought back to the starting point again.
It came so quickly. Lu Xiaotian was calm and patted the storage bag. Psychic objects like the Haoyin Gourd can only be placed in the storage bag and cannot be stored in the body like the alchemy weapon.
A black treasure gourd emerged, and ice mist spurted out from the gourd's mouth. No matter how strong Lu Xiaotian was, he would not be able to survive when faced with so many golden elixir-level corpses at close range. Lu Xiaotian was naturally not that crazy. , but the Yin Chi ice mist in the Haoyin gourd is simply not something that the Golden Core cultivator can resist.
These refined corpses are just Jindan level corpse monsters, so that's no big deal.
"This is the Yin Chi Ice Mist that was sacrificed by the old monster Yuanying!" Chen Henian and Chen Heyu stood up in shock again. Looking at the astonishing scene in front of them, the rolling white mist instantly surrounded Lu Xiaotian for several seconds. Covering an area of ten feet, a thick layer of ice crystals spread towards the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The air suddenly became cold and the wind howled.
The zombies shrouded in Yin Chi's ice mist let out shrill and trembling screams. Even the zombies couldn't bear the extreme cold. The fear came from the bottom of his bones, and it seemed that the bones that could not be damaged by the alchemy weapon were creaking from the cold.
