"Who are you? Senior Luo, or the Buddhist monk?" Lu Xiaotian narrowed his eyes and asked politely. I was really shocked to the extreme. When Luo Zhongting made a desperate move, his soul entered the skeleton of the Buddhist monk. Lu Xiaotian had not yet practiced the Piaomiao Sword Technique at that time, so he was chased by the sword energy from the Piaomiao Sword Embryo. In an extremely dangerous situation, the puppet doll blocked the fatal blow for him and managed to escape from the Piaomiao Palace.
"It's me, it's not me, or it's both." There was confusion on the pale golden skull's face, switching repeatedly between Luo Zhongting and the Buddhist monk.
"I didn't expect that senior actually got what he wanted, so congratulations to senior. Junior still has important things to deal with now..."
"Since I've come to stop you, I naturally don't want you to join the Qin people." Luo Zhongting said jokingly.
"Father, why, are you and the ghost clan..." Luo Ping'er immediately looked at Luo Zhongting angrily and said, "Father, how can you get involved with the ghost clan?"
"Some changes have occurred in the four gates of Tianyuan. The purple crocodile ghost king's ghost power reaches the sky. Only when the ghost gate is opened can the certainty of leaving this world be much greater. Besides, I think that in my father's current state, except for the ghost gate, There seems to be no other way to go." Luo Zhongting shook his head and said, "Ping'er, my father is here this time, firstly to stop Lu Xiaoyou, and secondly to take you away."
"No, father, I won't leave him." Luo Ping'er shook her head quickly, stretched out her hand in front of Lu Xiaotian and said, "I won't let you hurt him either."
"Little friend Lu, for the sake of past love, as long as you don't join the Qin people, I won't embarrass you. As for Ping'er, I will definitely take him away. Little friend Lu, it's hard to think about where to go. Don't force me. Take action." Luo Zhongting's voice turned cold.
"It seems that the senior is determined to follow the purple crocodile ghost king until the end." Lu Xiaotian narrowed his eyes slightly. There are no permanent friends, only permanent interests. Luo Zhongting's current state is that he can't do anything as a human being. He has to change his profession. The ghost path is also a matter of course.
"You kid can't protect yourself. Even if you reach the upper realm, your future will be bleak. If Ping'er stays by your side, I'm afraid he will be implicated. I'll give you a piece of advice, stay in this realm, otherwise you won't end up well in the future." Luo Zhongting's voice Before it fell, the broad bony palm grabbed forward.
Following Luo Zhongting's movements, the devouring and sucking force pulled Luo Ping'er tightly. Lu Xiaotian reached out and slapped a palm, hitting the whirlpool. The seemingly fierce force of blood was like a mud cow entering the sea, and disappeared in an instant.
"You can reach this level by cultivating both body and law. In the Nascent Soul stage, you are proud enough. It's just that you have practiced that damn sword art. In the future..." Luo Zhongting smiled and did not say any more. He just stretched out his palm. Grabbing, a huge hand grabbed Luo Ping'er directly like a chicken, and dragged her back to her side. No matter how Luo Ping'er struggled, it was all in vain.
"The strength of Luo Zhongting has even surpassed that of Xiang Huaxin and several other old monsters." Lu Xiaotian's attack just now did not have any impact on Luo Zhongting, and he couldn't help but be secretly shocked.
"Little baby, I was able to let Xiaoyou Lu go because of my love from the past. Even if you dare to show your teeth to me, do you think I can't kill you with my methods?" Before he finished speaking, Luo Zhongxu stretched out his hand in the void. As soon as it was covered, a demon-suppressing tower similar to Lu Xiaotian flew in the sky, but this tower was filled with ghost energy, and there were bursts of ghosts crying and wolves howling inside.
Xiang Qingcheng snorted coldly, but he would not wait to die just because the other party was a powerful person at the level of a god. The opponent's attack has exceeded his own endurance. Xiang Qingcheng didn't hesitate at all. With a flick of his consciousness, three water-armored giants leaped out in the air and slashed with three long swords. The glistening sword energy gathered together and slashed towards the ghostly giant tower.
Qiang——The cloud-like gray energy emitted by the ghost tower was almost pressing down on the three water-armored giants as they plummeted towards them.
"Back off!" Lu Xiaotian shouted. Luo Zhongting was far more powerful than expected. Lu Xiaotian would not let Xiang Qingcheng bear it alone. A fierce gust of wind and a flash of crystal light appeared one after another. It was the Ice and Snow Giant and the Qingfeng Giant who appeared. Two long knives drew strange arcs in the air and struck at the ghost tower that was holding down the three water-armored giants.
With a bang, the ghostly giant tower was shaken and flew backwards.
"The power of the Eighteen Golden Men in the Pre-Qin Dynasty was indeed extraordinary." Luo Zhongting's skeleton palm took over the blown ghost tower with a look of surprise on his face. "Try to take another hit from me."
Luo Zhongting finished speaking, and the ghost tower in his hand turned into seven in the air, and the seven ghost towers rotated rapidly. In each ghost tower, there is a looming shadow of a skeleton. There is a bit of Buddha's light and treasure in the dark forest, which gives people an extremely contradictory feeling.
"The majestic God-Transforming Lord has frequently attacked several juniors, and he has lost his identity." Lu Xiaotian had no choice, and was about to receive Luo Zhongting's attack again. At this time, in the distant sky, a piece of wind and snow was swaying. A cold female voice sounded.
Amidst the whistling wind, a large number of snowflakes flew in. The snowflakes rolling in the air turned into a hand as white as jade, and held up the falling ghost tower with a single lift.
"Fengxue Enchantress, haven't you already reached an agreement with Zi E Ghost Lord, are you trying to renege on your promise?" Luo Zhongting raised his hand to take back the ghost tower, with a hint of anger in his voice.
"It was just a verbal agreement, but I regretted it. What can the Purple Crocodile do to me?" The hazy voice said in the wind and snow with a hint of disdain.
"What a Snowstorm Fairy, no matter what, if Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord asks, I'll just reply to him like this." Luo Zhongting smiled indifferently. He stretched out his hand to grab Luo Ping'er and flew away.
As soon as Luo Ping'er left, the flying snow in the air drifted farther and farther in the quiet wind, with no intention of staying any longer.
"Do you know this god-forming ancestor?" Xiang Qingcheng asked in surprise.
"Let's go, there are many changes. The Purple Crocodile Ghost King should have noticed the intentions of the Qin people. There is not much time left for us." Lu Xiaotian shook his head, not worried about Luo Ping'er's safety. Now Luo Zhongting Leader, it will be safer to stay with Luo Zhongting. After all, if you go to join the Qin people, you may have to directly face the purple crocodile ghost king who is so terrifying that he can even kill the old monster who transforms into a god.
As for the woman in the snowstorm, the Snowstorm Enchantress in Luo Zhongting's mouth, Lu Xiaotian felt vaguely familiar with her accent, but more of it was unfamiliar. He couldn't remember who the space was for a while, and he didn't know Hua Hua. Godly friends. And judging from the other party's behavior, he didn't mean to protect himself. Maybe he had some interactions with his descendants in the past, and maybe he accidentally formed some good ties. Once these favors are repaid, the road will naturally turn upside down and everyone will go their separate ways.
