At this time, the Nascent Soul, which is exactly the same as Lu Xiaotian's body, has a serious expression in the body, and eight sword embryos surround the Nascent Soul in all directions. After the seven demon-suppressing towers were reduced in size, they were also distributed in a ring around Nascent Soul.
Lu Xiaotian is still one-armed, holding the magic formula with one hand.
The eight sword embryos, each carrying an elegant aura, float in all directions of the Nascent Soul, responding to each other from a distance and forming a whole.
"Come together!" Nascent Soul shouted lowly, the eight sword embryos made a great noise, and sword intent spurted out from Lu Xiaotian's body.
Under the control of divine consciousness, the eight sword embryos began to approach at an extremely slow speed. During this period, Nascent Soul's palms shot continuously around the body, and thick mana continued to hit the sword embryos. Under the dual effects of divine consciousness and magic power, the sword embryos began to merge, eight became four, four became two, and two became one.
When the eight sword embryos fused together, a sword intent rushed straight into Yunxiao, a whirlpool appeared above Yuanying's head, and the sky was startled.
The powerful and elegant sword intent is unprecedented. Even the Brahma True Fire and Biqiong Demon Breath in his body were shaken.
But at this time, Yuanying showed a labored expression, and Lu Xiaotian's body also had beads of sweat rolling down his body. The pale complexion is a sign that both mana and spiritual consciousness have been consumed to a certain extent.
"The mind is strong, but the strength is not enough!" After such a painful stalemate for half an hour, the sword embryos that merged into one suddenly dispersed and turned into eight sword embryos again.
Lu Xiaotian gasped for air, but there was a look of hope and pity on his face. He hoped that when the sword embryos merged into one, he could clearly feel the power of the sword embryos.
It's a pity that his current soul and mana strength are not enough to control the complete fusion of the sword embryo.
"I didn't expect that even if you have enough Nirvana Sword Orchid, it won't be enough to refine the sword body. You need to be strong to forge the iron. Spiritual objects are just foreign objects after all. In the end, it is yourself who plays the decisive role." Lu Xiaotian shook his head.
"But the moment the sword embryo was about to take shape, the powerful aura seemed to be no weaker than the Biqiong Demonic Breath." A flash of light suddenly flashed in Lu Xiaotian's mind. If he uses this sword embryo to deal with Biqiong Demonic Breath, he doesn't know the result. how?
Although the Bi Qiong Demon Breath is extremely powerful after thousands of years of cultivation by the later great demons, this Bi Qiong Demon Breath is already a tree without roots after being separated from the three snake demons. Although it is still far away from the sword embryo that it can barely form for a moment. It is not as good as Biqiong's Demonic Breath, but it can be regenerated continuously. If the power of this sword embryo is used, even if it can only kill a trace of Biqiong's Demonic Breath, the wooden saw rope will be broken, and the water will penetrate the stone. Sooner or later, the Biqiong Demonic Breath will be extinguished on the broken arm. when.
As soon as he thought of it, Lu Xiaotian immediately began to meditate, trying his best to restore his mana and soul.
Until his mana and soul returned to their peak state, Lu Xiaotian began to repeat the previous process.
The sword embryo fuses and turns into a sword fetus. Although it is only a very short process, the sword fetus still releases an extremely powerful sword energy. Lu Xiaotian's consciousness was extremely sleepy at this time, but he still managed to pull himself together and control the sword energy to shoot towards his right arm.
At this time, at the fracture of his right arm, a black mass of demon power was Bi Qiong's demon breath, rolling continuously, trying to get into Lu Xiaotian's internal organs. But a blue-white spiritual fire blocked the main road, and the fire intent it released repeatedly intertwined with Bi Qiong's demonic breath.
An extremely powerful sword energy bypassed the blue-white Brahma True Fire and struck at the Qiong Demon Breath that day. Biqiong's demonic breath rolled around, wrapping up the sword energy, and finally the sword energy disappeared.
In terms of degree of condensation, the sword embryo that was just barely combined at this time was naturally far inferior to the Biqiong Demon Breath that the three snake demons had trained hard for thousands of years. However, under Lu Xiaotian's full concentration, he still found that although the sword energy had disappeared under this sword, Lu Xiaotian was also extremely surprised to find that in order to extinguish the sword energy, Bi Qiong's demon breath also decreased slightly. This slight difference If it weren't for Lu Xiaotian's full observation, it might be difficult to detect it.
With a sword strike, Lu Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief. Ever since he came to Redfish Town in trouble, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed.
For eleven years, in a valley hundreds of miles away from Redfish Town, a giant bull-headed puppet who looked like a giant spirit god knocked away the honest-looking young man opposite him with a hammer without expression.
A streak of blood escaped from the corner of the young man's mouth, and his body rolled in the air. He finally managed to stand still, and a bit of bitterness flashed across the corner of his mouth. In the past eleven years, no matter how hard he tried, there was always a helpless relationship between him and the bull-headed giant puppet in front of him. The gap across the gap, if it were not for the need of sparring, the opponent could easily kill him with just one hammer.
"Senior brother is so amazing. He has reached the ninth level of foundation building so quickly, and is only one step away from forming the core." At this time, a girl in a green dress with a pretty face and skin as white as gelatin appeared at the entrance of the valley, her voice was like a warbler. Cry, sweet and moving. Her black hair was simply tied behind her head, and she wore a light purple wild flower wreath on her head. Extremely playful.
"Junior sister's speed is not much slower than mine."
The young man is Xiang Hua, who has an appointment with Lu Xiaotian. He secretly thought to himself that he was so powerful. It was clearly the one-armed senior who refused to accept him as his disciple. If it hadn't been for these eleven years, he had been given Red Bamboo Pill continuously, and from the early stage of foundation building to the later stage. The elixirs he used to improve his magic power were only able to build up to five levels of foundation at most.
The Yu Xiaoqiao in front of him was only sixteen or seventeen years old, but he had already successfully established a foundation last year. This kind of speed is not slow even for the entire royal family.
"It's much slower. Uncle Beard is really biased. He gave you so many pills but didn't give them to me. Otherwise, I should be in the middle stage of foundation building now." Yu Xiaoqiao curled his mouth and glanced not far away. The bull-headed giant puppet here was unsatisfied.
"You are the only one who dares to call him that." When Xiang Hua saw the bull-headed giant puppet walked to the side of the valley and stopped moving, he couldn't help but shook his head and secretly thought, envious of the close relationship between Yu Xiaoqiao and Lu Xiaotian. He tried his best to get as close as possible to Lu Xiaotian, but he had no chance at all.
"Brother, don't be discouraged. Uncle Beard is just cold-faced and warm-hearted." Yu Xiaoqiao comforted Xiang Hua. Eleven years have passed, and Yu Xiaoqiao has grown from an ignorant girl to a slim and pretty girl now. He also understood the ways of the world and knew that Xiang Hua had always wanted to be Uncle Beard's disciple, but he couldn't. She even asked for Xiang Hua's love once, but it was of no use.
Xiang Hua stopped talking, and the bull-headed giant puppet was not far from his side. Although he rarely made a sound, it was undoubtedly the soul of the one-armed senior. Xiang Hua knew better that the relationship between him and Lu Xiaotian was more than just a relationship. In this kind of exchange, if the other party can keep its promise, Xiang Hua is very satisfied. If it hadn't been for the other party's action, he would never have reached this point now.
Boom, as the two of them were talking, the bull-headed giant puppet that had been guarding one side like a giant spirit god but had never spoken a word suddenly fell to the ground like a dead thing.
"No, Uncle Beard is in trouble!" Yu Xiaoqiao couldn't help but look shocked when he saw the strange changes in the bull-headed giant puppet. He held out a black flying shuttle and motioned for Xiang Hua to jump up too.
"Wait a minute, I'll put away the senior's puppet first." Xiang Hua thought for a moment and felt that this bull-headed giant puppet was extremely powerful. It would be a pity if it was lost because of this. It would be better to put it away first and return it to the senior later. .
