Just when the Black Nightmare Ghost King, the Underworld Ghost King, the Ice Corpse Demon Ba Han, Zhao Zhen, the one-eyed old man of the Zhao clan, and Su Qing passed through the gray light barrier one after another, Lu Xiaotian was already hundreds of miles away.
The strange black water was isolated by the gloomy light shield. At this time, there was no need to use mana to resist the suction force of the black water. However, the surface made of rocks was undulating. The ground was moving, and there were some short or towering ones.
Dufeng continued to surge from the ground, springing up like bamboo shoots after a rain. Some of them were towering mountains, and together with the corroded buildings after the black water receded, they formed a rough world.
"What a great feat. The ancient monks built the fairy city between these mountains. These mountains turned out to be a natural magic formation!" Lu Xiaotian was condescending, and with his hundreds of years of repeated deductions on the formation, he could tell at a glance
I can see the extraordinaryness of this place. These mountains may seem scattered and unremarkable, but they have the potential to change the world. Perhaps what you see from a high place is one thing, but when you fall into it, it is another thing.
If you are not familiar with this formation, it will not be easy to get out once you enter.
"No wonder the fragments of the Dinghuang Cauldron just flew to this area and crashed before disappearing. It turns out that the great formation left by the ancient monks is causing trouble, extracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. There must be one, or even several precious ones, under this fairy city.
Otherwise, the extremely powerful spiritual veins would not be enough to support the operation of this large formation so far. Even if the large spiritual veins are not developed, they themselves have a certain degree of recovery ability." Lu Xiaotian touched his chin, and his spiritual consciousness sensed several powerful auras.
is approaching.
"It's hard for two fists to beat four hands. Let's avoid their sharp edges first." Lu Xiaotian's body flashed and he plummeted downwards.
"What an amazing illusion!" Lu Xiaotian landed on the ground and found that the place he was in was completely different from the scene seen from above. The towering mountains and the ancient buildings corroded by the black water turned out to be real and fake.
Illusion. It was not until after landing that Lu Xiaotian suddenly realized. If we talk about illusions, the Zhao people are respected in this world. But illusions have their limits after all. It is extremely difficult for monks of the same level to notice the suspicion. Lu Xiaotian considers himself to be at the level of a great monk.
, when it comes to Yuanshen, it is difficult to find someone who is similar to himself. It would be too outrageous to want to use illusions to make himself unable to feel any abnormality. But after falling to the ground, Lu Xiaocai found that the truth was far better than he imagined.
What's even more shocking is that this method of covering up the sky and the sun doesn't just hide it from one person. It covers an entire world.
This kind of handwriting has far exceeded Lu Xiaotian's understanding of illusion.
Looking around, everything around us seemed to have suffered a devastating disaster. When we saw it, a huge demon corpse with a height of more than ten feet had its head cut off. Due to the passage of time, this huge demon corpse had lost its head.
Only a white skeleton was left, covered with dust.
In another place, there is a relatively well-preserved purple centipede corpse. In the middle of each carapace segment of the centipede corpse, the complex texture roughly forms a thunderbolt-shaped mark.
"Thunder-bearded centipede with fourteen pairs of legs!" Lu Xiaotian's throat squirmed unconsciously. The thunder-bearded centipede has long been extinct in this world, but its evil reputation has been passed down to this day in the biographies of ancient monks. According to records,
The Thunder Beard Centipede was already a third-level monster when it was born. Correspondingly, it was born with three pairs of legs. Every time its cultivation level increases by one level, it will grow a new pair of legs. The Thunder Beard Centipede in front of you actually has an astonishing fourteen pairs.
Enough, doesn't it mean that this monster has reached the fourteenth level, the terrifying stage of the middle stage of divine transformation!
But for such a monster whose strength has reached the middle stage of divine transformation, many of its extremely hard carapace are covered with fine fiery lines, and a large area of its brain has collapsed. Judging from the naked eye, a deer can be seen.
Hoof-shaped footprints.
As for the huge demon corpse of more than ten feet that had lost its head before, a demonic wind blew by, and the dust caked on the white skeleton caused by years of weathering fell off, revealing the pale golden bones inside.
After identifying the origin of this monster, Lu Xiaotian couldn't even breathe as smoothly as usual.
There is also an ancient monster that existed in ancient times, the saber-toothed long-necked dragon! It has a trace of dragon blood. As the cultivation level of this saber-toothed long-necked dragon increases, some changes will occur in its body, and its physical body is particularly strong. As its cultivation level increases,
As it improves, it is said that the color of its bones will transform from white bones to gray bones, silver bones, and golden bones! According to records, the golden bones in front of you are at least a fourteenth-level monster, which is equivalent to the middle stage of divine transformation.
"True Illusory Ice Eyes!" Lu Xiaotian's consciousness moved and he used the magic beads in his body. A cold breath flowed directly to the center of his eyebrows. A firm eye opened directly from the center of his eyebrows. When it entered the eye, a saber-toothed long-necked dragon appeared.
It is no different from the remains of the Thunderbeard Centipede.
Looking around, there are huge valleys and criss-crossing ravines in the distance. The surrounding mountain fronts have sharp edges and corners. Some walls stand thousands of feet tall, and the fractures are as flat as a knife. Some two towering peaks are only half a foot apart. They are strange shapes.
Repeatedly.
Just paying a little attention, Lu Xiaotian's eyes suddenly widened.
This mountain with a thousand-foot wall was cut out by a sword! Lu Xiaotian moved his body, flew into the air, and looked down from a high position, overlooking the surrounding scenery. Only then did he realize that these ravines and valleys actually had obvious marks left by the sword.
trace.
Further away, there are a large number of huge skeleton battleships, Feiling, and Feihong-class battle-like skeletons. If they are completely broken up, or there are still half of them stuck diagonally on the ground.
There is a towering mountain in the distance, with no damage on all sides. A large hole about ten feet in diameter is opened in the middle. It is as deep as one hundred feet. There are also such holes in the ground around it.
There is also an Earthquake Ox Demon that is dozens of feet tall, has a body shape like a mountain, and is wearing a bull's head and heavy armor. He holds a huge crystal black iron chain in his hand. The extremely thick Crystal Xuan Iron Chain has long since lost its life.
The demon dragged it to the ground with his hands, and a large hole with a diameter of about ten feet appeared on the chest as thick as a mountain, which penetrated from the chest to the back.
The earthly cricket bull demon seemed to have been completely destroyed by this fatal blow. After its death, its corpse stood here like this for countless years.
"The land of the ruined cauldron, this is the land of the ruined cauldron!" Even though Lu Xiaotian was usually calm, he couldn't help but mutter to himself when he saw the mess left after the battle of Julu.
Monsters, humans, ghosts, and demons all attacked Dragon and Deer. Along the way, there were no less than ten skeletons of demons, ghosts, and demons who had fallen in front of them.
The power of landslides and earth-shattering is nothing more than that.
Lu Xiaotian was immersed in the relics after the ancient war, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. He took a long breath, and since he was promoted to the Soul War Yuanzhu, he has practiced the "Soul Fusion Technique" and with the help of this method, he unexpectedly understood
After reaching the True Meaning of Blood, which was no less than the True Meaning of Five Elements, Lu Xiaotian felt somewhat heroic that the world was vast and there was no place he could go. But at this time, Lu Xiaotian felt a sense of awe for power in his heart.