Lu Xiaotian once again ran the Sanskrit Sound Clearing Heart Charm to prevent the two of them from being greatly impacted. The sword rain in the air changed its direction and struck at the eight-legged demonic bull beast again.
At this time, a red light flashed, and Zhan Yunliang once again used his miraculous escape method to block the eight-legged demonic cow.
Lu Xiaotian stretched out his fingers and flicked two wisps of spiritual fire in the air, turning into fire phantoms and flying past to help Luo Qing and Mrs. Hua Ying.
Luo Qing and Mrs. Hua Ying also quickly came to their senses. For a moment, their swords were shining in all directions, and jade hairpins were flying everywhere. It's just that although this eight-legged demonic bull beast is at the tenth level, the pair of horns on its head are extremely hard. Whether it's Luo Qing's sword energy or the flying jade hairpin, once it hits the demonic bull's horns, it will be hit without exception. Ejected back.
The two of them fought against the eight-legged demonic bull beast with the Huoluan Phantom Spirit, and there was no problem for a while. Seeing that the two of them did not show defeat, Lu Xiaotian felt a little relieved.
At this time, Zhan Yunliang, who was opposite him, raised his two severed arms, and from the large amount of blue flames, a wave of spiritual fire that seemed to be flashing with stars surged out and swept towards Lu Xiaotian. The sky was filled with seas of fire, billowing out.
In the sea of fire, three daggers with blue fire suddenly broke out of the sea.
Sure enough, he still had some back-ups. Lu Xiaotian used his ethereal flying sword and strangled it with the opponent's blue sword.
The swords and swords were fighting each other, and they were evenly matched for a while, but the extremely cold clouds, ice and fire continued to attack unabated.
"It's unlucky for this guy to meet him." A strange look flashed across Lu Xiaotian's face, and suddenly there was a strong wind.
"Not good." Lu Xiaotian only felt a chill in his heart. Before he could even react, a coldness rushed over his body. With a thought, Lu Xiaotian's back was covered by a layer of ancient silver armor. At the same time, Lu Xiaotian swallowed the remaining tenth-level iron-thorn-backed demon spirit. As for the eleventh-level cold dragon spirit, not much of it could be used. On the contrary, the earliest one he got was kept until now.
Ding!
But Zhan Yunliang used the weird escape technique just now, came behind Lu Xiaotian, and suddenly shot out an ice-fire poisonous needle. Unexpectedly, the poisonous needle did not penetrate directly into Lu Xiaotian's body as expected, but was blocked by a layer of ancient silver armor on its surface.
Zhan Yunliang was immediately shocked. He had used this trick to kill several Nascent Soul cultivators. He never thought that Lu Xiaotian, a man who seemed to have average cultivation, would be directly blocked.
Lu Xiaotian spread his wings on his back, and the Bat King's wings suddenly flapped, and he quickly approached Zhan Yunliang.
Zhan Yunliang quickly ran away again. Seeing the huge demonic power emerging from Lu Xiaotian, Zhan Yunliang had no intention of competing with Lu Xiaotian at close range.
Lu Xiaotian had a sullen face and patted the spirit beast bag. There was a squeak inside, and it was the little fire crow who was already so excited that he didn't know what to do.
The little fire crow is a rare nemesis against the monks who possess spiritual fire, and the spiritual fire of the Nascent Soul monk is undoubtedly a great supplement to the little fire crow.
There were so many cold clouds, ice and fire, and Lu Xiaotian was among them, supported by the Brahma Spiritual Fire, and felt waves of discomfort. Especially if it were someone else, it would probably be even more uncomfortable.
The little fire crow flapped its wings and flew a few feet above Lu Xiaotian's head. The crow's mouth opened, and the large amount of cold clouds and cold fire retreated into the little fire crow's mouth like an ebbing tide.
"No!" Zhan Yunliang never expected that such a bizarre scene would occur. The strength of the little fire crow seemed to be the same as that of an ordinary fire crow, and it actually sucked the cold clouds and ice fire that he had practiced for hundreds of years directly into his abdomen. middle. This is his greatest magical power. Without this cold cloud and ice fire, Zhan Yunliang would lose most of his abilities.
Zhan Yunliang quickly wanted to take back the spiritual fire, but at this time, eight flying swords landed directly from above his head, and eight elegant and sharp sword lights shot at him from different angles.
"Sword array!" Zhan Yunliang was shocked, and he didn't have the time to retract the spiritual fire. He hurriedly controlled the three fire knives to resist with all his strength. At the same time, a blood-red cloak was displayed behind him again, wrapping his body in it.
Puff... Several sword rays struck the cloak, but failed to break it. Lu Xiaotian was also a little surprised that Zhan Yunliang fell into the sword formation so easily.
With a croak, the little fire crow sucked all the cold clouds, ice and fire from the other party into its belly, screamed a few times, and sank into Lu Xiaotian's spirit beast bag again.
Clang... Zhan Yunliang's three magic swords whined several times and were directly chopped into pieces in the sword formation.
Zhan Yunliang screamed in pain again and again, and the cloak behind him was stretched to the extreme. With a pop, several sword energy penetrated into it, and his body was cut into several large pieces in an instant.
Inside, the Nascent Soul, which was almost exactly the same as Zhan Yunliang's appearance, escaped. Lu Xiaotian secretly thought that the speed of the other party's fire escape was indeed his spiritual consciousness. If there was no Kung Fu manual, or jade slips, wouldn't he be lost with him? arms crossed.
As soon as he thought of this, a large amount of Brahma Spirit Fire enveloped the space around the sword formation. Zhan Yuanliang's Nascent Soul rushed left and right in the sword formation. The Nascent Soul was so fast that it finally stood out from the sword formation, and suddenly the surroundings turned into There was a sea of fire with almost no way to survive. Zhan Yunliang screamed in pain and quickly retreated. Now that he was only in Nascent Soul state, he could not compete with this spiritual fire.
In the midst of despair, a phantom transformed into a big hand in the fire was grabbed out of thin air. At this time, Zhan Yunliang was desperate and was caught by the big hand. Lu Xiaotian showed a smile on his face, pasted a talisman on Zhan Yunliang's Yuanying, and then put it into a large soul-sealing bottle. It turned out that his soul-forbidden bead couldn't help repairing it. The Nascent Soul of Yuan.
Putting away Zhan Yunling's storage ring, Lu Xiaotian turned his attention to the other side. Lu Xiaotian was secretly shocked. The strength of this eight-legged demonic bull beast was really impressive. Mrs. Hua Ying and Luo Qing joined forces, plus two fire phantoms, to cause the spiritual trees on both sides of the valley to collapse and the rocks to break. There is no way to tell the winner.
The spiritual fire attack spit out by the Huoluan Phantom was directly repelled by the eight-legged demonic bull beast's roar, making it difficult to get close.
"It doesn't matter if I give you the things in the valley. Since Zhan Yunliang is dead, I don't have to fight with you anymore." The horns on the head of the eight-legged demonic bull beast were raised, and Luo Qing's sword light was cut off. Crash. The eight legs surged, and a demonic wind blew up, carrying the demonic bull beast away quickly. The demonic bull was slightly injured, but it did not affect its movement and quickly exited the valley. Lu Xiaotian and others had no intention of pursuing them.
"This monster is so powerful. It is different from ordinary monsters. It is extremely difficult to deal with. If fellow Daoist Lu hadn't killed Zhan Yunliang, we would have had to fight hard." Mrs. Hua Ying took back the flying hairpin and wiped the stain on her forehead. , there was still a look of fear in his eyes.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, now that Zhan Yunliang, who is familiar with this place, is dead, what should we do next?"
"Pick these Bixiao Lingcao, find a place to rest first, recover some mana, whether to go or trade. Then we will make a decision." Lu Xiaotian thought for a while and said.
Luo Qing nodded in agreement. The two consecutive battles were indeed very tiring, and Luo Qing also benefited a lot from the battle with the ghost clan and the eight-legged demonic bull beast. After all, it had not been long since the birth of the baby. The experience of fighting against the enemy is extremely valuable.
