"Brother Lu, these green ropes are so weird." Ye Ziyu also noticed that something was not right at this time.
"These green ropes come from the ground." When Lu Xiaotian slashed these green ropes with his flying sword, he was also searching for possible enemies around him. There was not much unique aura on these green ropes. There must be someone or something demonic behind them. control. But what disappoints Lu Xiaotian is that he still hasn't been able to find the other party's location until now. The only thing I gained was to discover that these green ropes rolling in the void seemed to be vaguely connected to the lotus pond and the underground.
Lu Xiaotian was not entirely sure, what happened in front of him was really weird. Lu Xiaotian's consciousness moved, and the ethereal flying swords turned into eight in the void. Each of them resisted the long green rope that rolled towards them, trying to slash towards the ground. The long green rope that originally seemed very organized suddenly became crazy.
Lu Xiaotian's eyes condensed, and the speed of the ethereal flying sword increased again. Before these green ropes could fully react, a sharp sword light flashed across. Under the Moon Spring Lotus Pond, the originally tranquil water suddenly started to roll. One or two green ropes snapped. At this time, the long rope flying in the air suddenly lost its vitality and fell from the air, while the other green ropes rushed over like crazy tigers.
Lu Xiaotian snorted coldly and ignored the rolling green ropes. As long as their foundations were cut off, these long green ropes that looked tough and tough would no longer be a threat. It is perfect to use the Misty Flying Sword to cut off its foundation. Without the Misty Flying Sword, Lu Xiaotian himself is definitely not at the mercy of others.
Ye Ziyu followed suit and controlled those flying swords that were a bit more powerful than Lu Xiaotian to fall to the ground. The sound of sword chants is endless.
If these green ropes were no longer useful, Lu Xiaotian and the two would be able to escape in an instant.
But at this time, Lu Xiaotian's face was not relaxed at all. In the lotus pond, a huge white lotus grew out of the moon spring at a speed that could be discerned with the naked eye. The petals of the budding white lotus blossomed, revealing a middle-aged man with a majestic face and no expression inside. His appearance suddenly looked exactly like the Lord of Ye City, Ye Qianxun, who had been dead for hundreds of years.
"Father, how could this happen?" Ye Ziyu looked at Lord Ye who should have been dead for hundreds of years with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Lotus clone!" Lu Xiaotian looked extremely ugly at this time. He was knowledgeable and ambitious. After traveling in this world for so long, he had always heard rumors about some ancient spiritual creatures. Rumor has it that there is a kind of Lotus Lotus that can conquer the world and can be used to refine the incarnation of the body. It is completely different from Lu Xiaotian's sword fetus that transformed into a human being, and the phantom clone. Whether it is a sword embryo transformed into a human being or a ghost clone, it must be within the radiation range of Lu Xiaotian's domain. Once the distance is too far, it becomes a tree without roots, and Lu Xiaotian cannot supplement it with mana. If you get into a fight with someone, especially if you meet a monk of the same level, you will inevitably worry about running out of mana.
In general, there are several races: demons, demons, humans, and ghosts. Even if there are other ways to refine clones, each method has its own advantages and disadvantages. But the clones are all expendable items. It may even bring a certain burden to practice. Only this lotus clone, once refined, will be like the original deity and can also cultivate and recover on its own. No different from ordinary people.
Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him who looked like Lord Ye, Lu Xiaotian suddenly thought of the old monster Fire Cloud Monster with only one pair of eyes left.
No wonder the old monster Fire Cloud Monster would come to the Star Territory. It turned out to be an opportunity to find Zhongshuo's body. When it comes to a rare treasure like the Songzi Youlian, Lu Xiaotian himself would not even mention it to the Fire Cloud Monster.
The middle-aged man with the same face as Ye Cheng looked at Lu Xiaotian and Ye Ziyu with an expressionless face, and finally there was a bit of a smile on his face. "Yes, yes, in less than a thousand years, it has grown to such an extent and swallowed several sword fetuses of the same level of Fusion Realm."
The middle-aged man looked at Lu Xiaotian with even more interest, "Especially you, in the early stage of integration, you can actually find the flaw in my lotus stem whip. You are indeed a person who has cultivated multiple deputy souls. Yuanshen His power and the depth of his secret cultivation techniques are unprecedented among those at the same level."
"The ruthlessness of your methods and the depth of the city are the only things Lu has ever seen in his life. It seems that you are just a clone like Lord Ye City." Lu Xiaotian was also sizing up the middle-aged man at this time, and the fear came from the unknown. Lu Xiaotian is always alert to possible crises and the ways in which crises may arise, which naturally puts a greater psychological burden on him. Once I understood the cause and effect of the matter, and saw the middle-aged man again, all my previous worries and worries were put aside.
There is no need to think too much about the situation in front of you, just fight. If you win, you will live, if you lose, you will die. Lu Xiaotian longs for life and is not afraid of death. Along the way to this day, Lu Xiaotian has faced too many enemies that are far more powerful than him. Facing these powerful enemies, any flinching or fear will not help except to attract ridicule.
As soon as he thought of this, a fearless aura that would rather break than bend rose from Lu Xiaotian's body to the sky.
"Yes, yes, when it comes to the strength of the soul, even I am not as good as me. I am worthy of my efforts to bring you here. Lord Ye City is just a failed clone. He was buried in Burning Demon Chi. Under the golden flame, only part of the consumed spiritual power can be recovered. Even if his death is not arranged, the clone will be exhausted." The middle-aged man saw the aura on Lu Xiaotian's face, and the smile on his face became wider.
The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and saw a small sword of several inches wrapped in a transparent light shield. The small sword looked like it was no more than a few feet long, and it was all black and gray. But to the naked eye, it looked like an invisible bottom. abyss. That abyss can swallow everything.
"The Swallowing Yuan Sword Technique!" Lu Xiaotian was extremely moved. Logically speaking, the Swallowing Yuan Sword Technique does not rank high among many sword techniques, but when he used it on the middle-aged man in front of him, he felt like he was swallowing the heaven and the earth. momentum.
"There is indeed a distinction between superior and inferior sword techniques. However, when you practice to the end, it depends on how many sword embryos you have swallowed. As long as you can swallow enough sword embryos, you can learn from each other's strengths. Any kind of sword embryo can be practiced to the point where it is difficult to fathom. Even the swallowing sword at the bottom of the ranking can swallow the sky and the earth, spit out the sun and the moon." The middle-aged man said as he stretched out his left palm. At this time, the small black and gray sword in his hand was small, but with the slight movement, it was like a giant beast swallowing. The misty flying sword that was originally slashing towards the bottom of the lotus pond was now almost losing its autonomy and slowly moved towards the small black and gray sword in the middle-aged man's hand.
Although Lu Xiaotian and Ye Ziyu tried their best to control their ethereal flying swords, they seemed to be holding back a stubborn donkey.
