The strength of the Divine Void Realm is only temporary. After breaking through to the Fusion Realm, the gap will really widen. With Lu Xiaotian's background, if he just wants to seek greater power and status in one party, he can easily do so. But the other party was not like that at all. Compared with Lu Xiaotian, my senior brothers seem to be too thoughtful.
By the way, it’s just too thoughtful. Even the most outstanding Lan Xuan, the leader of the Blood Flame Sect, always wants to get the upper hand in front of the lord. Even though the city is deep enough and seems to give people a kind feeling, after living together for a long time, no matter how well disguised it is, . You always feel that the other person's warmth is deliberately so.
Only the Lu Xiaotian in front of him gave people a sense of purity, and even felt like a spring breeze after being together for a long time. Even Lu Xiaotian was very calculating when he faced the enemy. But that's how Mo Yuyan felt. What the other party really cares about is the improvement of strength. Even in the bustling Yuanling City, or in the chaotic demon realm where chaos and killings are everywhere, Lu Xiaotian is always like a person wandering outside the order. He rarely gets involved in the conflicts that are swallowed up by various forces. Apart from practicing and having some interactions with a few distant people, he doesn't seem to be interested in anything else. Even with the opponent's strength, as long as he is willing, he can definitely stir up the storm.
It’s just that Lu Xiaotian has never acted like this. Compared with Lan Xuan, the leader of the Blood Flame Sect, who she knew, they naturally appeared to be unique. Even if the other party deliberately concealed himself from everyone, he did not look very conspicuous, but Mo Yuyan felt that no one could block that look. An inconspicuous light.
"Being detached from things, the road walks alone. Maybe this is the real immortal cultivator." Mo Yuyan suddenly woke up, and it seemed that she had been pursuing such a state. However, given the environment she was in, she couldn't completely avoid the struggle for power among fellow apprentices such as Lan Xuan. Pressing her forehead, Mo Yuyan dodged and fled in another direction.
Lu Xiaotian originally planned to return to Luan Qingxu, but he also felt that he appeared too frequently in the Luanqingxu area. Maybe Wu Changlian could find some clues. After thinking about it, Lu Xiaotian directly sent the transmission note to Jin Peng and asked Jin Peng to go to Dong Feng to get the collected puppets of the Divine Void Realm. And he rushed to the Yehuo Wilderness to find the wild boar Demon Zhu Qi. As for whether he would meet Wu Changlian along the way, Lu Xiaotian couldn't care less. All he could do now was to break through to the combined state as soon as possible before Wu Changlian found him.
A mountain range filled with blood energy looks like a blood-colored mist floating between the mountains from a distance. But only when you get closer can you see that this is not some floating mist. Just from the buzzing sound, anyone with a little experience can tell that this is actually a huge clan skirt formed by the gathering of monster mosquitoes. There are a large number of monsters that feed on these monster mosquitoes and are active in the area around the mosquito monsters. From time to time, a large piece of mosquito would pounce on it and make a loud noise. Some of the unlucky ones were not able to escape quickly enough and were directly submerged by the monster mosquito. Within a moment, they would be sucked out of their essence and blood and die.
In the distance, a train of horses like a rainbow came from the sky. The train drew an arc in the air, like a rainbow passing by, and finally turned into a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe, and landed on a mountain in the distance. Go up and watch the red mist rise and fall between the mountain collars. His expression didn't change at all. The surging mosquito swarms around him seemed to feel the terror of the middle-aged man in gray, and they did not dare to approach him at all.
The face of this middle-aged man in gray clothes was pitted with dust, as if he had been eaten by countless insects and ants, and he looked hideous and terrifying. Ordinary people would probably have nightmares at night if they took one more look at it.
"I heard that Brother Blood Mosquito has achieved great success in cultivating magical powers recently, and Wu Mou came here to cheer me up." The middle-aged man in gray said in a loud voice, and the sound waves lingered in the blood-colored mountains, shaking the mountains for hundreds of miles for a long time. . If Lu Xiaotian and Ye Ziyu were here, they would definitely recognize that this person whose appearance has become extremely ugly is Wu Changlian.
"Brother Wu and I are strangers to each other. I wonder why Brother Wu came all the way here?" A gloomy voice sounded in the blood-colored mountains.
"Of course we have something to ask for and we are on the same page. Brother Blood Mosquito turned me away. Isn't that the way to treat guests?" Wu Changlian said with a smile. When he smiled, his bumpy face curled up, making it even more charming.
"Brother Wu and I have never met each other, and I have never invited Brother Wu. How can we treat guests? If Brother Wu has something to do, you might as well say it clearly." The owner of this bloody mountain is the home of the blood-crying mosquito monster. After chasing Lu Xiaotian and Mo Yuyan into the cave, they actually lost the two juniors. After taking out their anger on several other ethnic groups in the cave and killing them, the blood-crying mosquito demon returned to its lair. He had two juniors in his hands. After all, his face was dull and he would not bother to publicize this kind of thing. Better to rot in the stomach. But on the way back to the nest, I accidentally heard that someone was inquiring about two human races, a man and a woman. Mo Yuyan didn't match the woman's information, but Lu Xiaotian was able to match it completely.
Someone is actually asking about the human race junior. Regarding Lu Xiaotian’s supernatural powers, the blood-crying mosquito demon has seen it with his own eyes. For not being able to catch that kid, the old demon always felt a little regretful. The old demon intuitively believed that the person who inquired about Lu Xiaotian must also be plotting the treasure on Lu Xiaotian. That kid is very slippery, and even if he packs it up, it will take a lot of effort. I don’t believe any cultivator in the Divine Void Realm can beat Lu Xiaotian.
And he also wanted to know who was plotting against Lu Xiaotian. Originally, the blood-crying mosquito demon had given up, but now his mind became active again. If the human boy really had a treasure in his hands, he might as well get a share of the pie. It's just that he didn't know anything about Lu Xiaotian. After he came back, he sent someone to inquire about it, and there were very few rumors about Lu Xiaotian from the outside world. So the blood-crying mosquito demon spread some rumors and asked Wu Changlian to take the initiative to find him. After all, it is better for him to ask for help than for others to ask for help from him.
"Brother Blood Mosquito, what you said is a bit untrue. You deliberately spread the news, isn't it just to make me come to your door automatically? Let's not talk secretly. Should we cooperate to find those two juniors, Brother Blood Mosquito?" Make a decision quickly, if it doesn't work, I will turn around and leave immediately." The blood-crying mosquito demon is cunning and cunning, and Wu Changlian is naturally not someone to be fooled. His tone was calm, but he gave the old mosquito demon a nail in the face.
"Haha, Brother Wu is really quick to talk. Come in and talk." Hearing Wu Changlian's words, the blood-crying mosquito demon laughed instead of getting angry. Under the vibration of his voice, something that looked like blood-colored mist dispersed in the mountains and fields, revealing a person inside. There was a huge crack in the earth that was hundreds of miles wide, and there was a buzzing sound inside.
Wu Changlian frowned slightly. It had only been five or six hundred years since the strength of this blood-crying mosquito demon had entered the Fusion Realm. Its foundation was not very solid, but if it was hiding in its lair. With the help of this huge race, its terrifying level is probably not much worse than that of Lord Ye City back then.
