A considerable number of them were also swept to the edge of the Split Wind Gorge. The low-level mosquito demon that woke up regained part of its consciousness. Without the control of the blood-crying mosquito demon, its murderous nature was not reduced, and it began to madly attack all living creatures it could see in the south. Humans, monsters, or low-level monsters.
A large number of mosquito monsters were killed, but the death of these mosquito monsters was just premature death. Even if they were not killed, they would die soon after their life potential was exhausted. There are also situations where some low-level monsters or less powerful humans are seriously injured or even fatally drained of their blood by these monster mosquitoes. It is said that when gods fight, mortals suffer, and the most obvious example is right before our eyes. Lu Xiaotian and the Blood-Crying Mosquito Monster have only cultivated to the fusion state, but for these low-level monsters, there is not much difference between them and the immortals.
"Brother Lu has practiced this magical power that I have never seen or heard of before." At this time, He Yunzi and the combined old monster were not the only ones watching the battle. A powerful enemy rushed to the gate of Split Wind Gorge, and Lu Xiaotian and others started to attack. How could Ye Ziyu still be able to practice quietly, but she didn't like to see the blood-crying mosquito demon, and was extremely disgusted with Jin Peng's behavior, so she was too lazy to show up now.
"A mere body cultivator who has just advanced to the next level can actually reach such a level of magical power. The skills practiced by Lu Xiaotian are really extraordinary." In addition to Ye Ziyu, Nan Chendu has also arrived nearby, but he also I want to take the opportunity to see how strong Lu Xiaotian is. Therefore, it has been hidden for the time being.
"It seems that even if he cannot become a fourth-grade alchemy king in the future, Lu Xiaotian is definitely worth winning over." Nan Chendu crossed his arms and his eyes flickered. Lu Xiaotian's potential now made him inexplicably frightened. And he knows a lot more about Lu Xiaotian than the Blood-Crying Mosquito Monster. Especially for the Dragon Pattern Guinong's lair, even Wu Changlian couldn't open the extremely heavy stone door, so he had to turn back and ask for help from him and Ming Shen Mu.
Although Wu Changlian didn't say much, everyone knew that Lu Xiaotian had already opened the stone door and left. Thinking about his performance in the lair of Longwen Guinong, no matter the mentality or the grasp of timing, even the old monsters who merged with them are unable to find fault. Even if any of them were in the Divine Void Realm, they would be far from what Lu Xiaotian could do. The situation at that time.
Looking at Lu Xiaotian at this time, Nan Chendu felt that he should not regard him as an ordinary monk in the early stage of the Fusion Realm. With the amazing potential shown by him, I am afraid that his cultivation will never stop at the early stage of the Fusion Realm.
Nan Chendu was thinking about it in his heart at this time, but suddenly his face was shocked, and he found a very strong spiritual thought sweeping around.
"Which other old monster is coming?" Nan Chendu also felt a bit shocking with this divine thought just now. Even the powerful Ming Shen Mother had never given him such a sense of oppression.
What Nan Chendu didn't know was that the owner of this spiritual thought was none other than Lu Xiaotian, who was fighting the blood-crying mosquito demon. Lu Xiaotian's fight with the blood-crying mosquito demon drew a lot of attention, otherwise Nan Chendu wouldn't have been able to spy on Nan Chendu so easily.
The wings of the strange beast with the body of an eagle trembled, like a Kunpeng soaring up to the sky. The countless low-level mosquito monsters were destroyed by Lu Xiaotian using this method.
The blood-crying mosquito demon opened his mouth with an ugly expression, and a red crystal prism the size of a fist appeared in front of him. This red crystal prism was originally the trump card he planned to use when Lu Xiaotian was trapped by the mosquitoes. At this time, it had to be used in advance, and it lost its suddenness as a killer move.
"Hey!" The blood-crying mosquito demon shouted sharply and spat out a mouthful of blood on the red crystal prism. The halo of the red crystal prism suddenly appeared, floating above the head of the blood-crying mosquito demon. Suddenly, a ray of red light refracted in the prism, and hit Lu Xiaotian's chest with lightning and flint.
Lu Xiaotian stood in the void on the back of the eagle beast and saw no movement. He only saw the eagle beast's bear mouth opening its mouth and spitting out, and a ball of blood with some purple and gold hitting the red light pillar.
With a buzzing sound, a ball of blood burst out, and together with the red light pillar, it turned into a wave of light and impacted all around.
At the same time, the red crystal prism on the head of the blood-crying mosquito demon was full of demonic aura, and red light beams were refracted inside. Every time it was refracted, the demonic aura became stronger, and several red light beams were shot out in succession, but this time These red light pillars did not come in a straight line, but two of them circled an arc in the air, like two red rainbows, which were really beautiful in the air.
Lu Xiaotian's body flew back for a while, and the six different beasts swallowed by a hawk and a bear fluttered their wings, and then shot forward, claws grabbing, and under the wings, they blocked all the red light pillars.
However, Lu Xiaotian frowned at this time, and found that the aura of the eagle and strange beast was not very stable in this fierce battle. Even with Lu Xiaotian’s eyesight, he couldn’t see it clearly. However, in this fierce battle, Lu Xiaocai discovered that the six-melted soul he had been practicing actually had many drawbacks. The tempering and fusion of the monster soul is not complete. Whether it is a mule or a horse, this sentence seems to be useful not only for ordinary people, but also for those who are cultivating immortals. In comparison, the situation of the elephant-trunk beast was better.
When Lu Xiaotian was practicing, his familiarity and proficiency with various monster souls varied, which naturally resulted in this gap.
He Yunzi's originally frowning brows showed. At this moment, Lu Xiaocai behaved like a monk who had just advanced to the Fusion Realm. The magical power he had cultivated was really impressive, but it was not as good as the red crystal controlled by the blood-crying mosquito demon. The demon prism is skillful. It was not obvious at the beginning of the fight, but once the fight reached a fever pitch, some shortcomings were revealed one after another because they could not withstand the excessive pressure. If this blood-crying mosquito monster is ruthless enough, it should take advantage of this to expand its victory. If there is a chance, it is not an exaggeration to kill him.
There was a stern look in the eyes of the blood-crying mosquito demon. He Yunzi could see it, so naturally he, the old demon, could also see it. This red crystal demon prism was condensed into crystals by absorbing the essence and blood of countless demon mosquitoes in the blood mosquito fissure in the blood mosquito fissure. It has such great power. If it weren't for the fact that this time he came to explore Lu Xiaotian's reality and prepare for possible attacks, the blood-crying mosquito demon would not be willing to take out the red crystal demon prism. After all, taking it out once would consume tens of hundreds of years of cultivation. achievement.
Even the blood-crying mosquito demon would not easily use this magic weapon of his.
Within the red crystal demon prism, dozens of straight or curved red light pillars suddenly appeared again, attacking the eagle-shaped beast. On the other side, the elephant-trunked beast was holding a Fangtian painted halberd, and was also fighting fiercely with the pair of fang-shaped magic weapons.
