Can you still fly without feathers? Hey, no, this little fire crow can actually control part of the fire spiritual power now. Lu Xiaotian was startled at first, and soon discovered the new ability of the little fire crow. In the past, apart from being able to eat and make noise, this little guy had no other advantages. Now it can actually control the fire spirit power to form a vortex of airflow near its body, holding up its body.
It can be considered a big improvement. Lu Xiaotian raised his hand to put the little fire crow, whose whole body was roasted black by the spiritual fire, into the spirit beast bag. Little did he know that at this moment two strong winds were coming from behind. One left and one right, trying to force him to give up and put away the little fire crow.
The smile on Lu Xiaotian's face has not diminished. He has already discovered that Cheng Dexiang and his party can bring the other party to such a close distance. Lu Xiaotian is naturally not unprepared. Lu Xiaotian didn't even turn his head. He waved his hand casually, and a huge pale blood-colored eagle wing appeared out of thin air. The eagle wings were retracted and seemed to protect Lu Xiaotian's entire body. There was a huge round black lock behind him. A blue sword struck the eagle's wings from the left and right.
With a bang, the eagle wings collapsed. The azure blue sword and the round black lock broke through the wings, and in the pale blood light and shadow, it turned out that the man was no longer where he was, and the round black lock and the azure blue sword were thrown away.
"Tenth-level physical training, the skills practiced are somewhat similar to those of the demon clan." Zhao Dexiang and Meng Rujun's pupils shrank as they took action. The person they met in front of them was a little different from the opponents they had encountered before.
"Are you a human or a demon?" It wasn't Zhao Dexiang and Meng Rujun who were blind, but the trace of Lu Xiaotian's attack. A wild aura got closer to the demon. This is also because Lu Xiaotian used the soul-swallowing method to swallow too many monster spirits. When he was hunting monsters in the sea outside Danwang City, he absorbed some of the sea eagle's essence. In addition, in order to develop the Swallowing Dafa to a more powerful level, Lu Xiaotian has collected countless techniques similar to those of monsters over the years. When used, it was like a demon. When they met for the first time, and in this sea of fire, the aura was a little distorted. It is not surprising that Zhao Dexiang and Meng Rujun cannot be distinguished at first glance.
"After decades of separation, you two can't recognize me?" With a flash of his body, Lu Xiaotian appeared dozens of feet away from the attack point of the two psychic magic weapons. He was holding a hand in his hand, and his whole body was pitch black, with not a single hair left. The little fire crow looked at Zhao Dexiang and said calmly.
"It's you!" Zhao Dexiang and Meng Rujun saw Lu Xiaotian's appearance clearly at this time, and their faces were filled with horror. Neither of them are optimistic people, and the scene decades ago, where several people were on the verge of life and death, is still vivid in their minds, and it is still shocking. How could they forget it.
Back then, the Xuanmeng Ghost King chased this kid who was only at the Golden Core stage. The kid was cornered and was rejected by Wushang City. Several Nascent Soul monks in their group wanted to join forces to get a piece of the kid's pie. After all, they could alarm a person. The Golden Core cultivator that the Ghost King pursues at all costs must have some incredible treasure on him. But later on, this kid was desperate and ran away to Wushang Lake. And entering a mysterious secret realm from the teleportation array at the bottom of the Wushang Lake, the Xuan Nightmare Ghost King and six or seven of their Nascent Soul cultivators also entered one after another.
I saw the most terrifying scene in my life. A flying sword wrapped in a transparent light shield swept across the late-stage ghost king and six or seven of their Nascent Soul monks. Even the Black Nightmare ghost king was seriously injured, and they, not even the flying sword. The enemy of one. Wherever the flying sword passes, there will be either death or injury.
Everyone fled the dangerous place in fear, but the silver-haired golden elixir monk never showed up again. Decades passed by, and the terrible scene of that year gradually became dusty. Unexpectedly, at this time, the silver-haired golden elixir monk was seen again, and the other party had become a Nascent Soul-level strongman whose methods were not inferior to theirs. With a wave, he blocked the combined attack of the two of them.
"Wushang Lake hastily said goodbye. You two are still fine." Lu Xiaotian looked at the two of them with evil taste. Judging from their expressions, I am afraid they are not much better. The Piaomiao Sword Fetus is more terrifying than Zhao Dexiang. Together with Meng Rujun, even Lu Xiaotian recalled that the sword fetus left by Venerable Piaomiao was now difficult for him to fight with, even Xiang Kuang.
"What are you doing, kid? How come you are here? Have you already taken the treasure in the sea of fire? What is in your hand?" Makino Changshui stared, and had no patience to listen to this cold talk about the past, and directly He asked aloud.
"Are you asking me?" Lu Xiaotian glanced at Makino Changshui. This is just a little girl who has just given birth, and there is no big difference between him and the monks in the late Golden Core stage.
"nonsense!"
"Little sister, be silent." Fang Ling drank Makino Changshui in a low voice at this time, bowed and saluted Lu Xiaotian, "I haven't seen you for many years, I didn't expect to see Mr. Dongfang here, isn't Mr. Dongfang Have you been to Xiangdu? How could you come to such a remote place as Hongye Prefecture?"
"Mr. Dongfang, you, are you the alchemy master?"
Makino Nagasui immediately covered his mouth. The nail that his brother Makino Nagasui hit in Feiliu City is something he will never forget to this day. It's just that Lu Xiaotian took the Transformation Pill at that time and changed his appearance. Even his temperament was completely different from now. Makino Changshui has been busy breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage in recent years, and then retreating. Naturally, we don’t know that clearly about what is happening in the outside world.
However, Makino Nagasui didn't know that Fang Ling was a high-ranking deacon of Yunya Auction House. Coupled with some ties between Zhu Qingquan and Lu Xiaotian. Fang Ling naturally knows more than ordinary people.
"Master of alchemy?" Zhao Dexiang and Fang Rujun were shocked. They didn't expect that the silver-haired monk in front of them actually had another identity. Even Fang Ling from Yunya Auction House had to respectfully call him Mr. Dongfang. This person's identity There is no need to think too much about status, I am afraid it is far above Fang Ling. Otherwise, how could Fang Ling be called this?
"My spiritual bird got lost. I searched for it all the way. I didn't expect to encounter this bizarre fire. As a result, my spiritual bird lost all its feathers and became a lot uglier." Lu Xiaotian ignored the protest of the little fire crow. , send it directly back to the spirit beast bag.
"Why, several people came together and attacked me, but what do they think?"
"Mr. Dongfang misunderstood, Mr. Dongfang has a distinguished status, how can we be unreasonable to Mr. Dongfang." Makino Changting quickly shook his head.
"That's good. I thought they wanted to join forces to take away my spiritual bird. If there is nothing else, I will take the first step." Lu Xiaotian smiled lightly and was about to leave first. Unexpectedly, Meng Rujun swayed and blocked the way. In front of Lu Xiaotian. A face that was not very beautiful was now full of chills.
