"No!" Ye Ziyu had a headache. She tried her best to catch that familiar shadow, but some invisible force tried her best to stop her. Inexplicable panic, inexplicable familiarity. Tears welling up for no apparent reason.
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"Good opportunity!" Yang Feng saw Ye Ziyu almost losing control. Yang Feng was overjoyed. The purple lightning fell, and Lu Xiaotian was submerged in the purple lightning. There was no way he could be spared. Even Yang Feng didn't know the mist in Lu Xiaotian's body.
Whether the sword fetus will be wiped out by this, what can be grasped now is the sword fetus in Ye Ziyu's body. The only regret is that the ethereal sword fetus in Ye Ziyu's body is not enough to allow him to advance to the next level. Even if he kills Ye Ziyu,
The purpose of this trip is not complete.
Whoosh, Yang Feng turned into an ethereal sword embryo and shot towards Ye Ziyu. At this short distance, even if he sacrificed the black eagle puppet again, he would never be able to miss the blow of the sword embryo.
However, Yang Feng's eyes flashed inexplicably. Lu Xiaotian, who was supposed to be buried under the purple lightning, appeared out of thin air and stood in front of him.
"Teleportation magical power!" Yang Feng's face was full of horror, and he immediately thought of the method Lu Xiaotian used at this time. Shit! Purple lightning followed like a shadow, and Lu Xiaotian shot out with a palm, pushing Ye Ziyu away who was still some distance away.
It was more original, but Yang Feng was not so lucky. The purple lightning directly split Yang Feng's sword body into two halves, and Yang Feng's body and soul inside were directly turned into fly ash.
After Lu Xiaotian inhaled the spirit of the demon thunder kite in the middle stage of integration, his body was already filled with cracks due to the extremely violent power, and blood burst out from the cracks in large amounts. The violent thunder power had nowhere to vent.
Lu Xiaotian held Fang Tian's painted halberd, and a huge bloody demonic kite rose up from behind, screaming wildly at the purple lightning. Fangtian's painted halberd and the bloody demonic kite hit the purple lightning at the same time.
"Brother Lu!" Ye Ziyu, who was pushed far away by Lu Xiaotian's palm at this time, looked at Lu Xiaotian who was submerged in the purple lightning with tears streaming down his face and lost his mind.
The screams of the bloody kite and Lu Xiaotian were completely drowned under the purple lightning. Purple thunder fell from the sky one after another. The position where Lu Xiaotian was standing, which was originally halfway up the mountain, had turned into an abyss under the purple thunder.
The violent purple thunder and lightning made it impossible for Ye Ziyu to get close. After Yang Feng's ethereal killing sword was split into two halves, it flew around like two broken leaves in the angry sea.
I don’t know how long it took, but half of the separated floating sword body rolled with purple lightning and floated towards Ye Ziyu, and the other half was smashed into the deep water. It seemed to have been greatly pulled, and it was submerged into a piece of black carbon.
Until the purple lightning in the sky subsided, Ye Ziyu could no longer care about the remaining half of the sword body, which turned into a stream of light and sank into the deep stream.
As he cried deeply, Ye Ziyu saw a humanoid black carbon holding a Fangtian painted halberd. He was still standing at this time. Ye Ziyu covered his mouth and twitched.
Even though the person was unconscious at this time, he still held the Fangtian painted halberd and looked up at the sky, showing an unyielding attitude.
"Lu, Brother Lu!" Ye Ziyu muttered as he looked at the man who was still standing in front of him.
Ye Ziyu's hand touched the black man's face. When he was about to touch it, he shrank back in fear. She was afraid. She was afraid that once she touched the black man's face, the black coal in front of her eyes would scatter in the wind like fly ash. The whole mountain was covered with dust.
It split open, forming this deep gray gorge thousands of meters high, not to mention the mortal body of flesh and blood, Lu Xiaotian, in the center.
Brother Lu, Ye Ziyu felt sad for a while. After all, his hand touched Lu Xiaotian's face and retracted it like lightning. However, Ye Ziyu's face looked overjoyed and surprised. She looked at her fingertips in disbelief.
.Just now she actually felt that the black coal in front of her was warm, and she could even feel the elasticity of its face.
Ye Ziyu's heart was beating wildly, and he reached out to touch Heitan's face again. Yes, it was indeed warm.
"Brother Lu, Brother Lu, are you okay? Wake up!" Ye Ziyu was like a drowning man grabbing the life-saving straw. He was so surprised that he hugged Lu Xiaotian directly. He just let him call out, but there was no reply from Lu Xiaotian.
Ye Ziyu was startled, and when his spiritual consciousness entered, he suddenly felt that Lu Xiaotian's body was empty, more like a godless body.
"How could this happen?" Ye Ziyu panicked again. He checked it carefully and found nothing wrong at all. But he also didn't feel any sign that Lu Xiaotian was about to wake up.
"Back to Yuanling City, my father will definitely find a way." After being helpless, Ye Ziyu thought of the only way out and immediately took out the Black Eagle Puppet. At this time, the remaining half of Yang Feng's floating killing sword fetus floated in at the right time. In Lu Xiaotian's eyes
Hesitating with Ye Ziyu,
While the half of the floating sword fetus was swaying between the two, Ye Ziyu suddenly saw blood stains starting to appear on the surface of Lu Xiaotian's body, and blood seeping out of his body. But there was no look of pain on his face.
Ye Ziyu was surprised. At this time, Lu Xiaotian was obviously in a state of silence. If this situation is allowed to develop, it is unknown what changes will occur later.
This floating killing sword fetus is a great supplement. In the current situation, it would be unreasonable not to take it. Ye Ziyu directly sacrificed the floating killing sword fetus and swallowed up the half ownerless floating killing sword fetus and black hawk puppet.
In the huge minefield just now, it was too late to recover and it had been destroyed. Ye Ziyu picked up Lu Xiaotian and disappeared into the dense forest in the distance.
"Boom..." When the purple lightning was swung down, Lu Xiaotian's body was numb under the unavoidable thunder and lightning. Even the power of the spirit of the demon thunder kite in his body was inferior to the power of this purple lightning.
His strength was nothing compared to that of a powerful witch. He barely had much resistance, and was defeated by Zidian. Lu Xiaotian spent a large amount of spiritual crystals to buy the mid-stage Fusion Demon Thunder Kite Yuanshen. Strictly speaking, it could not be defeated even once.
If it is fully used, it will be consumed by purple electricity in this situation.
However, it cannot be said that it is useless at all. At least at the moment when the purple lightning entered the body, the soul of the demon thunder kite played a very short-term buffering effect. The purple lightning surged around Lu Xiaotian's body, electrifying Lu Xiaotian's body.
Almost rickety and unconscious.
In order to prevent his soul from being directly destroyed by this purple lightning, Lu Xiaotian's soul was hidden directly in the Qingguo Barrier. Ever since he advanced to become a god, the Qingguo Barrier has become a state of chaos. It can no longer be like before.
Cultivating spiritual plants like that. However, Yuan Shen can escape into it without any hindrance. The purple electricity is still infused in the physical body. Lu Xiaotian knows that if this continues, his physical body will never be able to hold on and will eventually turn into fly ash. Yuan Shen Escape
After entering the green fruit barrier, Lu Xiaotian tried his best to open the green fruit barrier. At this time, apart from the green fruit barrier, Lu Xiaotian really couldn't think of any other way to save himself.