The Celestial Silkworm Evil Lord, as well as the Yuanying old monster from the Ghost Corpse Sect, shrouded in a cloud of gray energy, exterminated the Yin Corpse, made a crunching sound with their teeth.
"How dare the Yin Chi Ice Mist be a means within the control of the Golden Core cultivator? Well, very good. How dare those old guys from the Wangyue Immortal Realm do this!" The old monster of the exterminating Yin Corpse saw the juniors in the sect on this battlefield. The loss was so heavy that not only his body ached, but his face was slapped loudly. Before the war started, he boasted that no matter what happened to the Moon Cultivation World, he would attack in one fell swoop this time, otherwise he would not make any compensation from the Moon Alliance.
The harsh words had been spoken, but now they were kicked against the iron plate. In anger, the extinct Yin Corpse struck out with a palm in the air and struck directly at Lu Xiaotian.
The endless corpse aura, even dozens of miles away, even the monks of the Zhanyue Alliance, were frightened for fear that the corpse aura would fall on themselves. Wherever the corpse aura passed, the Jindan monks would also feel the energy in their bodies. The vitality was suppressed, and the Qi Refining monks, without anyone to protect them, were so frightened that they fainted. The suppression in this realm was too great, and the evil ways of the Ghost Corpse Sect were indeed a greater deterrent to these people whose realm was too low.
"Did the opponent's Nascent Soul Ancestor take action?"
This is not the first time that Lu Xiaotian has faced the attack of the Nascent Soul cultivator. The aura of this Yin Corpse Palm is weird and extremely powerful. However, even super strong men like the Xuan Nightmare Ghost King have seen it before. This attack in front of him is more powerful than the Xuan Nightmare Ghost King. The ghostly and magical powers that cover the sky and the sun are still far behind.
Besides, the Yuan Ying Patriarch is not unique to the Zhan Yue Alliance. This is the first time Lu Xiaotian has faced the attack of the Yuanying old monster without feeling the slightest fear.
"The skills of the Ghost Corpse Sect are very evil. Lingxiao Palace has made great contributions in this battle, so I won't bother my two fellow Taoists to go through the trouble again. I'm here to teach this guy a lesson."
Xiao Tiannan had always been depressed. It was rare that the old monster from the Zhan Yue League made the first move at this time. He was not willing to let go of this opportunity. Without waiting for Chen Heyu and the others to agree, he roared loudly, "You guys from the Zhan Yue League are so brave. If you dare to go back on your word, you really think that the old monsters in our Wangyue Cultivation World are as easy to control as our juniors!"
"Then I'll be happy to help you, fellow Taoist."
Chen Henian and the two of them were really looking forward to it. The extinct Yin Corpse old monster from the Ghost Corpse Sect had already reached the peak of the early stage of Yuanying. His body was filled with extremely poisonous Yin Corpse Kung Fu. The two of them took action and joined forces to receive this blow. If It's just one person who will most likely make a fool of himself. As a great monk, Xiao Tiannan naturally wants to teach the other person a lesson. Although there is only a layer of separation between the great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage, the gap in realm is difficult to bridge. What's more, there are two big realms separated.
After saying that, a strong wind rose between the sky and the earth, rolling up the flying sand clouds, and a green sword light came across the sky and slashed the earth. The big palm of corpse energy was slashed by the sword light, and it collapsed. The sword light still refused to give up, and tried to destroy the Yin Corpse. The old monster presses hard.
Lu Xiaotian only heard a muffled groan from the direction of the Zhan Yue League, and seemed to have suffered a bit. The green sword light was like a strong wind, shaking the sky and the earth, causing the heaven and earth to move. It was really amazing. This sword had that effect. The majesty of the Black Nightmare Ghost King.
It seems that the Yuan Ying ancestors on his side took action. They are so powerful, but I don’t know which ancestor they are from, but judging from the voices, they are definitely not the two old guys from Lingxiao Palace.
"It's really a useless thing. After being stabbed, it stopped making a sound. I still want to have a good fight to loosen up my muscles and bones." Xiao Tiannan felt bored when he saw that the other party had made no movement.
"That's all. Fellow Taoist Ji Qianshui has sent word that their side has suffered a lot. As the price for the opponent's bold move just now, they have temporarily stopped attacking on that front line."
Wen Changyun waved his hand and said, if the loss of Qingdan Palace had not been very small, even if the other party had taken action rashly just now, he would never have given up. Everything was just an exchange of interests.
"The other party doesn't have any good intentions. It's clear that they saw that the battle on the central line is not going well, and there is a freak like Lu Xiaotian, and they want to mobilize manpower from the front line of Qingdan Palace."
Xiao Tiannan curled his lips and said. Although his temper is a bit fiery, he is by no means a brainless person.
"The Zhan Yue Alliance's fleet in the middle line can no longer support it. Before their reinforcements arrive, it is enough to eat up the opponent's fleet. Since Lu Xiaotian can even control such a powerful Yin Chi Ice Mist, he can destroy the remaining refining forces. Not to mention the power of the Corpse Lord, who else in the Zhan Yue Alliance can stop Lu Xiaotian's edge? Even if there are some people, they just don't know what the restrictions are on Lu Xiaotian's use of the Yin Chi Ice Mist. This thing can only be used by Nascent Soul cultivators. , even if it is refined with special techniques, it will definitely not be able to be used easily."
The ancestor of the Yuan Ying of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect snorted coldly, "The Qingdan Palace also suffered heavy losses. This time, our Wangyue Cultivation World suffered too many casualties. The situation of the ghost cave in the Wangyue Mountains is unknown. For the time being, If you can leave a little more energy, leave a little more. Don't care about factional opinions."
"That's not bad. If we really don't catch up, after all the old monsters like us have passed, the world of Wangyue Cultivation will really decline."
Xiao Tiannan nodded in agreement, and then smiled at the Chen Henian brothers, "With this battle, Lu Xiaotian's meritorious service immediately ranked first. Others' hard work of two hundred years can't compare to what he did in one day. You two old monsters, you must ask him to suppress his current state and not break through in advance, otherwise, without him holding the line, we will all just stare."
"Of course we can't miss the important event of our Wangyue Cultivation Realm." Chen Henian nodded. This time Lingxiao Palace has accomplished a remarkable feat, which can almost turn the tide and help the building from falling. The benefits that Lingxiao Palace can gain will be greater than It turned out to be a bit bigger than expected.
Many refining corpses were shrouded in Yin Chi ice mist, and their movements gradually slowed down. There are still thirty or forty refining corpses that are not shrouded in Yin Chi's ice mist, and they are frantically attacking the wind, thunder, and demon formation from all directions.
"Haha, I didn't expect, I didn't expect that my Wangyue Immortal Realm would still be exhausted in such a critical situation. My Wangyue Daoist Qi was still exhausted. God's will, God's will, Palace Master Lu, I just regret that I met you too late and couldn't have a good time with you. I wish you the best. Palace Master Lu will prove the Nascent Soul as soon as possible, I will take the first step!"
The Eight Winds Thunder Demon Array was already close to being defeated. At this time, under the desperate attack of the dozens of remaining corpses, it could no longer hold up. This array was so powerful that once it was used, it would be irreversible. It took the lives of thirty-two late-stage Jindan monks at once. How could it be used unless it was at a critical moment?
The deputy sect master of the Ancient Sword Sect, Yuan Ganglie, saw most of the refined corpses sealed by Lu Xiaotian's cloudy ice mist. Although the time had come, he still laughed out loud.
"It is also a great blessing in Lu's life to be able to defend our Wangyue Taoism together with all my colleagues."
Looking at Yuan Ganglie who died generously, Lu Xiaotian was shocked in his heart, and he also had a look of solemnity and admiration on his face. Frankly speaking, he felt that he could not compare with the magnanimity of people like Yuan Ganglie who sacrificed their lives. Lu Xiaotian pursues his own way. As for other people's ways, he saves them if he can, and if he can't, don't force them. But this does not prevent Lu Xiaotian from admiring people like Yuan Ganglie.
