The whistling arrows manifested into a pack of wolves and rushed forward, just as powerful as the howling wolf arrows before. Lu Xiaotian also had nowhere to hide under this arrow. At this time, I want to use the ice demon pot to mobilize the forbidden power here. Suddenly, a burst of ice and golden evil energy came straight through the ice demon pot and along Lu Xiaotian's consciousness of controlling the ice demon pot. If Lu Xiaotian had not withdrawn in time, he would have almost completely lost control of the ice demon pot at this moment.
It’s just that the other party obviously underestimated the power of Lu Xiaotian’s spiritual consciousness, or the evil energy of ice and gold that the other party temporarily mobilized was relatively limited, and it was not possible to completely cut off the connection between Lu Xiaotian and the ray of spiritual consciousness of the Ice Demon Pot for a while.
Even so, the ice demon pot also shot away in the distance. Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, and at the same time, he used his speed to the extreme before taking the ice demon pot back in again.
A cold snort came from the depths of the thick fog in the void, obviously extremely dissatisfied with the failure to take away the Ice Demon Pot with just one blow.
Lu Xiaotian held out his left palm, and the Demon Suppression Tower quickly grew in size at the speed of the naked eye, turning into a huge shadow of the tower that enveloped the airspace around Lu Xiaotian. The number of arrows that were shot were numerous, and each one was powerful. In such a dense atmosphere, Under the attack, ordinary means are difficult to resist. Even in the outside world, even with Lu Xiaotian's speed, he couldn't completely avoid it.
But if it is in the space covered by the Demon Suppression Tower, it will naturally be different.
Lu Xiaotian's current understanding of the power of space is not enough to display powerful spatial magical powers on himself or other than magic weapons. And with his strength, he has not yet reached the point where he can defeat ten people with one force. You can only use some tricks.
The defense of the Demon Suppression Tower was open, allowing the rain of arrows to come. No matter how dense the arrows were, any gap would be exploited by Lu Xiaotian. At this time, Lu Xiaotian's figure was shaped under the huge shadow of the tower. Like a ghost.
The pack of wolves that the arrow turned into was quite impressive. Once it was empty, the pack of wolves surrounded Lu Xiaotian from several directions. However, throughout the entire process, the attack on Lu Xiaotian was always just a hair’s breadth away, failing to cause substantial damage to Lu Xiaotian.
Wind and rain... In the thick fog in the distance, twenty weird men with wolf heads came riding wolves and riding chariots. The driver is a strange man with a wolf head, with long hairy hands holding three reins. In front of him are three giant wolves with a body length of nearly ten feet in light yellow pulling the cart. Twenty chariots, sixty giant wolves, their hooves trampled like thunder.
The wolf-headed monster on the chariot has cold and cold eyes. The ten riders in front are holding wolf swords, the ten riders in the back are holding giant sticks with wolf fangs, and they carry a barrel of arrows on their backs. A long bow hangs from the waist.
The wolf-headed monster at the head had a faint moon-shaped mark between his eyebrows. Seeing that under the shadow of the huge tower, the rain of arrows was still unable to hurt Lu Xiaotian at all. The wolf-headed weirdo at the head couldn't help but frown slightly, and his wolfish eyes were even more serious.
"Ouch---" The leader of the wolf-headed monster raised his long sword above his head and pointed it downwards.
Boom, boom... Twenty wolves riding on chariots rushed toward Lu Xiaotian's Demon Suppression Tower in a half-moon shape.
Swish, swish, alternating with long swords and maces, these twenty wolf riders moved together, like an inseparable whole. It seemed that a huge wolf-shaped shadow enveloped the wolf riders, giving these wolf riders a strange and magical blessing. Ancient power.
The Changge and the mace have not yet arrived, and the Demon Suppression Tower shrouded outside by Lu Xiaotian seems to be under great threat.
This wolf cavalry battle formation is really powerful. Who would have expected that the monsters in the Phantom Mist Swamp are not stragglers. They have a strict internal organization and an ancient inheritance. Otherwise, even twenty or so immortals would not be able to do the same damage to Lu Xiaotian. A huge threat.
And the power of the demon clan hidden behind these twenty wolf riders is like a sharp sword hanging in the air to Lu Xiaotian.
The huge wolf-shaped shadow above the heads of the twenty wolf riders was like an ancient totem, silently looking down at everything below. In those desolate and emotionless eyes, it seemed that all living things were like ants.
Fairy Yunxia wanted to relieve some of the pressure on Lu Xiaotian at this time, but before she could take action, she was intimidated by the momentum of the opponent's wolf cavalry battle formation. The ancient and almost totem-like demonic energy caused the immortal energy flowing in Fairy Yunxia's body to They all showed a certain degree of stagnation, and their usual strength was already a bit timid before fighting.
"Mr. Dongfang..." Fairy Yunxia's eyes were full of anxiety. At this moment, she couldn't help but feel helpless when she wanted to intervene but couldn't.
"Just take care of yourself." Lu Xiaotian frowned and looked at the roaring wolf cavalry battle formation in front of him. The two sides were still dozens of miles apart, but the opponent's attack was already close at hand.
The ice demon pot was suspended in front of him, but obviously these wolf-headed monsters were not as familiar with the restrictions here as he was. They used the evil energy of ice and gold to suppress the power of the restrictions here, drawing fuel from the bottom of the cauldron, and preventing Lu Xiaotian from using the power of the restrictions. The possibility of confrontation with the opponent.
With his previous experience, Lu Xiaotian would naturally not make such a move again. The combined attack of the wolf cavalry formation was no small feat, but for Lu Xiaotian, the most troublesome thing was the ancient wolf-shaped shadow that shrouded the sky above these wolf cavalry. With the blessing of this almost totem-like shadow, the wolf cavalry battle formation can exert 120% of its combat power. It was completely integrated, and even if Lu Xiaotian wanted to crack it, he felt like he had nowhere to start.
However, after all, the wolf-shaped shadow is not something that these wolf riders have cultivated themselves. Even if Lu Xiaotian cannot easily defeat it, there is no need to defeat the wolf-shaped shadow. Under Lu Xiaotian's powerful soul, it is not impossible to see that Looking at it, although this wolf-shaped shadow is strong, it still feels somewhat strong on the outside but dry on the inside. As long as it is separated from the wolf cavalry battle formation, the matter will be half successful.
Facing this wolf-riding battle formation, Fairy Yunxia had an unbearable feeling of powerlessness. In the final analysis, a normal late-stage fairy could not tell the reality of this wolf-riding battle formation.
Lu Xiaotian's consciousness moved, and the Ice Demon Pot floated to the left. The arrows from the Demon Suppression Tower were still strangled back and forth like a pack of wolves. The opponent obviously did not hope that these arrows could kill Lu Xiaotian now. As long as Lu Xiaotian was held back, good. The next blow was the fatal one.
Lu Xiaotian made a move with his right hand, and Fang Tian's painted halberd appeared in his palm. Holding a halberd in your hand, you immediately feel like you are holding the world in your palm.
Through this Fangtian painted halberd, a boundless artistic conception extends. The thick fog, restrictions, and the wolf cavalry battle formation in front of us seem to be just a drop in the ocean. Even from the appearance point of view, Lu Xiaotian's body is much smaller than the three wolf demons pulling the wolf on the chariot, but with Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand, he has a majestic look like a towering mountain. feel.
Lu Xiaotian drew out Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand, taking his time. But in the eyes of Fairy Yunxia and the wolf-headed monster, such a slow blow could not help but feel like the heaven and earth were divided under the sharp sword.
