"The battlefield of immortals and demons!" Lu Xiaotian looked at each other with Demon Lord Tongtian, Fire Cloud Monster and others. This place sounded like it was not a kind place. It seemed that it was really difficult for Lord Tongtian to go to the demon world.
Regarding the doubts about Lu Xiaotian, Tongtian Demon Lord, and even the Fire Cloud Monster, the thick-browed old man answered almost every question. It seems that because of the joint friendship, the relationship between the two parties has become much closer.
While answering a few questions from Lu Xiaotian, the thick-browed old man couldn't help but look at the middle-aged Taoist nun. Seeing that the middle-aged Taoist nun seemed to have a troubled expression on her face, the old man with thick eyebrows frowned.
Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand, and a faint white light fell into the palm of Lu Xiaotian's hand, "Are these fellow Taoists waiting for this?"
Seeing the faint white light entering Lu Xiaotian's hand, the expressions of the thick-browed old men changed drastically.
"How brave!" The middle-aged Taoist nun was suddenly frightened and angry. She raised her hand, and the fly whisk strands shot towards Lu Xiaotian like raindrops from the sky.
Lu Xiaotian pressed his left palm forward in the air, and several relics formed a small circle in the palm of his hand. Ripples rippled out. When the whisk silk touched the white light, it seemed as if it was stuck in. But when he tried to pull out, it was not so. Easy.
"What a powerful Buddhist magical power, you are from the Buddhist sect!" The thick-browed old man's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, and at the same time he was a little suspicious. Since he is from the Buddhist sect and has acquired such powerful Buddhist magical powers, he must be a core inheritance in the Buddhist sect. There is no doubt that if this is the case, why did he sneak here? What a weird thing.
"Who I am has nothing to do with you." Lu Xiaotian's luck shook, and the fly whisk was rolled back. Lu Xiaotian took advantage of the situation and floated backwards. The faint white light in his hand suddenly split into four parts, except for the one left by himself. One piece and the other pieces fell into the hands of Tongtian Demon Lord, Lotus clone and Fire Cloud monster respectively.
Several of them used their magic power to inhale this weak white light into their bodies.
The eyes of the old man with thick eyebrows were about to burst. "Hurry up and hand it over. Even if you get this thing, you won't be able to get out of the Immortal Corpse Cave." At the same time, the old man with thick eyebrows shouted, and an ancient talisman appeared above his head, with three white hanging eyes inside. The big tiger jumped out again and rushed towards Lu Xiaotian.
Lu Xiaotian held up his palm, and the seven demon-suppressing towers that had been washed with immortal essence fell down one after another. The spiritual light of the tower body converged into one, and the three demon-suppressing towers fell on the heads of the three eye-catching white tigers.
These three eye-catching white tigers dodged left and right under the control of the thick-browed old man, and each turned into a ball of flashing runes that spread out. It's just that these runes are faster, and the aura spread by the Demon Suppression Tower is faster. It covers a large area, like a huge pocket. No matter how these runes dodge the Demon Suppression Tower, they will fall down slowly.
Seeing that the dodging runes gathered together again under the cover of the three demon-suppressing towers, they turned into giant tigers to resist the pagodas that were slowly suppressing them. The thick-browed old man felt horrified in his heart. He had never seen Lu Xiaotian use such a method before.
The old man with thick eyebrows gritted his teeth, and a burst of black light flashed in front of him. Three ancient black flame talismans about a foot high appeared. The old man with thick eyebrows stretched out his finger and flicked, and three blood beads flew into the ancient talisman. Suddenly, a terrifying talisman appeared inside the ancient talisman. The roars came one after another. The three black ancient talismans twisted and turned into monsters with the body of an ox and the tail of a scorpion. The ferocious aura on their bodies was as solid as they were, and each of them ran towards Lu Xiaotian.
"Abducted?" Lu Xiaotian looked at these alien beasts transformed into black ancient talismans, with a slight shock in his eyes, but that was all. The other three demon-suppressing towers flew towards three alien beasts with ox heads and scorpion tails. At the same time, the remaining tower slowly moved towards the thick-browed old man.
Bang bang... The thick-browed old man held up a tower with one hand, and at the same time controlled six other rune beasts to fight fiercely with the remaining six towers. The old man with thick eyebrows tried to find flaws in the seven towers in order to break through with a heavy blow. However, these seven towers have been promoted to immortal weapons and are integrated into one. Unless he can surrender the seven towers at once, he will only be trapped in a constant battle. In the midst of a hard fight.
It's just that the thick-browed old man used all his strength to drive the six talisman beasts to send out sharp or sinister means one after another. However, these demon-suppressing towers were able to exorcise evil spirits and break the magic, and they were upright and unmoved at all.
While the old man with thick eyebrows took action, several others were also idle. The middle-aged Taoist nun held a whisk in her right hand, and the five fingers of her left hand changed. A dark green Dharma bowl appeared in her hand. The dark green Dharma bowl rose high, seeming to open up another airspace. The Dharma bowl As a passage, endless dark green ice hit Lu Xiaotian head-on from the depths of the void.
Lu Xiaotian held Fang Tian's painted halberd and struck the ground hard. Suddenly, the mountains rose up. The majestic mountains blocked this majestic ice flow. This ice flow was obviously not an ordinary method. Even the cold woman who was a fellow soldier, the turtle-backed immortal was beaten. Shivering, the two who were about to attack Lu Xiaotian at the same time could not bear the extreme cold and evaded to both sides.
Naturally, the Lotus clone and the Tongtian Demon Lord would not just sit back and watch Lu Xiaotian being surrounded by the four opponents. Before the cold woman could wait, the Turtle-backed Immortal further used his hand. A series of flying swords came towards the face, and at the same time, the three-eyed magic sword under the control of Demon Lord Tongtian turned into layers of sword shadows. In an instant, the surrounding area turned into a field of evil swords, trapping the turtle-backed immortal.
Turtle-backed Immortal was originally not weak in strength, but he had been injured by Lu Xiaotian before, so his strength was naturally not as good as before. At this time, he was unable to fight against Tongtian Demon Lord, but the tortoise shell behind him was really extraordinary. Within the Demon Lord Tongtian's sword domain, he was rushing all the way, and countless demon swords slashed at him, but they were all bounced away by the indestructible tortoise shell.
"Damn it, this turtle shell is really hard to break!" Demon Lord Tongtian cursed secretly. Fortunately, the turtle-backed immortal had enough defense but not enough attack. Otherwise, if in his heyday, he used this tortoise shell defense to keep him in check from time to time, Tongtian Demon Lord thought that he might not be able to block the opponent's methods.
Demon Lord Tongtian glanced at other places. At this time, the boundless sword energy of the unknown swordsman had already cut into the cold woman's sand area, repeatedly entangled with the dozens of extremely powerful crystal sands.
As for the two most difficult enemies, the thick-browed old man and the middle-aged Taoist nun, although their two moves had the power to shake the world, Lu Xiaotian used Fang Tian's painted halberd to manifest mountains and rivers, and Lu Xiaotian's seemingly thin body was so powerful. A mountain generally lies in front of the two of them, making it difficult for them to take a step beyond the thunder pool.
Countless ice spread along the mountain formed by Fang Tian's painted halberd. In a moment, the mountain was already covered in silver.
Hua Hua----The turbulent river between the mountains was not frozen because of this. With Lu Xiaotian's spiritual thoughts, the torrential river rushed in, like a mountain river bursting its embankment, extending the climb between the mountains. The thick layer of ice was washed away.
The middle-aged Taoist nun had a gloomy look on her face. She spent a lot of energy in trying to freeze Lu Xiaotian's Tao realm and inflict heavy damage on her. She didn't expect that the young monk in front of her could actually hide such a trick. Her hard work was ruined.
