Lu Xiaotian was taken aback. He was originally worried that Xiang Yihang would do something bad to him, but he never expected that Xiang Yihang's first target would be the eight-legged demonic cow beast.
In a hurry, Lu Xiaotian mobilized the formation and formed a blood unicorn shadow to block it. However, as Xiang Yihang was ready to attack, Lu Xiaotian could not completely block it in his haste. The sword still hit the eight-legged demon. Cattle and beasts are in danger.
Peng, under the eruption of mana in the Dragon Scale Yang Sword, a big hole was blasted out of the back of the eight-legged demonic bull beast, and it was a mess of blood and flesh. The eight-legged demonic bull beast screamed, and was knocked back to its original form by Xiang Yihang's sword. It changed from a cow-headed human form to an eight-legged cow again.
After the eight-legged demonic bull beast returned to its original form, it ducked and avoided the next attack of the Dragon Scale Yang Sword, but its aura had dropped to the extreme.
The eight-legged demonic bull beast looked at Xiang Yihang in anger and fear, and even looked at everyone in the Blood Cauldron Formation. Now that they were suddenly attacked and their strength was greatly damaged, those who could be called fellow Taoists before were suddenly transformed. It could kill it in an instant. Even Lu Xiaotian, an ally, may not be reliable.
However, the female cultivator in colorful clothes and the old man with an upturned nose only injured the mirage wolf on the opposite side, but failed to completely injure it. They were also a little overwhelmed by the sudden changes in the formation.
"Do you think you can defeat me by seriously injuring the eight-legged demonic cow?" Lu Xiaotian stared at Xiang Yihang closely, and he couldn't help but admire Xiang Yihang in his heart. This guy knew that he was on guard against him. It was too strict, and the possibility of a successful sneak attack was almost non-existent, and the eight-legged magic cow beast was at least his ally, so Xiang Yihang did the next best thing and took advantage of the eight-legged magic cow beast to kill the mirage wolf first. In an instant, I wanted to kill him with one blow.
Lu Xiaotian was wary of this voyage and looked at the problem from his own perspective. He really did not expect the eight-legged demonic cow beast to be a breakthrough. It has to be said that Xiang Yihang's move was indeed unexpected.
If Lu Xiaotian's Yuan Shen hadn't been extremely powerful and had a profound knowledge of formations, and he hastily mobilized the power of formations to block the eight-legged demonic cow beast, I'm afraid this guy would have turned into a dead cow by now. It's just that this guy is quite defensive, and even Lu Xiaotian, who just saved him once, is also wary of him.
"I'm very curious, apart from this sharp sword array, how can you, an early Nascent Soul, and without the help of the eight-legged demon ox beast, be able to compete with me?" Xiang Yihang sneered, without wasting any time. , with a wave of his hand, the purple blade leaves rolled like a giant dragon, rolling towards Lu Xiaotian.
Xiang Yihang is now eager for Lu Xiaotian to use the misty sword formation. As long as he uses the sword formation, he will be counter-oathed by the blood oath and will only die faster.
Without the sword array, how could one or two psychic magic weapons be able to stop him? Lu Xiaotian killed the Yinwu young man and the female cultivator in yellow skirt, and his own Blood Cauldron Formation most likely fell into Lu Xiaotian's hands. Without this formation, his own strength will also weaken a lot.
Moreover, Lu Xiaotian posed too great a threat to him. As a Yuanying in the early stage, he not only had the Blood Cauldron Demon Refining Array in his hand, but also had such a powerful sword array. As for the vertical ice pupil between his eyebrows, he could actually see through the mirage wolf clan. The magic of illusion, this guy in front of him is full of mystery.
A monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul first killed Zhan Yunliang's old enemy, and then escaped from the belly of the demon brown python. He was also able to kill Yinwu youth and Huang skirt who had the blood cauldron magic refining array. Female nun. Once it grows up, that's fine. If we don't kill it now, then when will we wait?
Xiang Yihang was merciless and pointed at Lu Xiaotian's vital points.
Lu Xiaotian's consciousness moved and he mobilized the remaining power of the blood cauldron demon refining array. The newly generated blood unicorn roared and rushed towards Xiang Yihang.
Xiang Yihang opened his mouth and swallowed a blood-colored pill, ignoring the blood unicorn. However, when the blood unicorn hit him, it was like sea water hitting a rock, breaking into countless water droplets. The rocks remained motionless.
"Since I dare to make you swear not to use the sword formation, how can you be unprepared if you miss the blood cauldron demon refining formation?"
Seeing that the blood unicorn failed, Xiang Yihang burst out laughing with a look of joy on his face. Looking at the other Nascent Soul in Lu Xiaotian's hand, he said sarcastically, "Even if you still have the Nascent Soul in your hand, what can you do with me in this formation?"
Within the Blood Cauldron Demon Refining Array, the female cultivator in colorful skirts, the old man with an upturned nose, and the remaining two tenth-level mirage wolves all retreated to one side. As for the eight-legged demonic ox beast, it was alone within the array. A corner. The situation in the formation was too strange. Xiang Yihang and Lu Xiaotian, the strongest people, suddenly turned against each other. Xiang Yihang's rebellion was obviously something that had been planned for a long time. Even this formation can't deal with Xiang Yihang, and Lu Xiaotian has made a blood oath. No matter how you look at it, the chance of winning lies with Xiang Yihang, a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
The female cultivator in colorful skirt was also impressed by Xiang Yihang's deep scheming and upturned nose.
The eight-legged demonic cow beast was huddled in a corner, its eyes even more dim. With his current strength, he couldn't escape even if he wanted to break through the formation. If Lu Xiaotian wins, it may still have a chance of survival. If Xiang Yihang wins, it will be dead. Just looking at the current situation, the eight-legged demonic bull beast was also filled with despair.
"The demon infant souls of those two mirage wolves still have some effect on me. Two fellow Taoists will kill the remaining two mirage wolves. The power of the formation will guide you."
Regarding Xiang Yihang's certainty of victory, Lu Xiaotian smiled in return and said calmly to the female cultivator in colorful skirt and the old man with an upturned nose.
The two of them looked shocked, looked at each other, and each pounced on the mirage wolf on the opposite side. Those blood unicorns who had no choice but to capture Xiang Yihang directly gave up their opponents and flew towards the mirage wolf. However, the number was not large, and they mainly relied on colorful skirts. The fighting power of the female cultivator and the old man with an upturned nose.
In fact, the formation can naturally exert more power than what is seen in front of him, but it is just the first time for these two people to meet. Lu Xiaotian does not want to fight with Xiang Yihang, and then be beaten by these two people. is behind.
The two had the upper hand, so they only used the blood unicorn to help guide them in the direction. If the mirage wolf gains the upper hand, the blood unicorns in the blood cauldron formation will naturally attack the mirage wolf. In short, the balance of this situation is most important right now.
"It's just a sword formation. If I don't use it, what can you do to me?" Lu Xiaotian took back the misty sword formation.
He raised his hand and uttered a few words coldly, "Seven-level Pagoda!"
Hum, Sanskrit music was playing, and the seven demon-suppressing towers suddenly fell down, and the silver light intertwined into one. Each demon-suppressing tower has a completely different momentum, but the seven demon-suppressing towers are integrated into one.
Lu Xiaotian now has no skills to grind tofu with Xiang Yihang, so he uses the strongest method, the seven-level pagoda! A silver light shrouded the purple blade leaves one after another as if they were stuck in a quagmire. Lost the speed and amazing momentum before.
The old man with an upturned nose and the female cultivator in colorful skirts both had shocked expressions on their faces. It was difficult for anyone at the same level to withstand that set of sword formations. Even Xiang Yihang, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, was afraid of them. Very.
