"Brother Lu, I can't control my flying sword." During the struggle, beads of sweat broke out on the top of Ye Ziyu's head. She looked at Lu Xiaotian with anxious eyes. In the past, she regarded Lord Ye as her relative.
, how ridiculous it seems now. Even Baili Fei and Fu Yu, in Ye Ziyu's eyes, have become pawns of the middle-aged man in front of her. From the time she can remember, it seems that the only person in front of her is Lu Xiao.
Genius is someone she can always truly rely on and who has never asked for anything in return.
"Be careful, think of a way to protect yourself first, and try not to use the methods that City Lord Ye left for you before." Lu Xiaotian flashed, but suddenly disappeared out of thin air, passing directly through the flying green rope. Suddenly
Appearing on top of the middle-aged man's head, Fang Tian's painted halberd suddenly appeared, and the aura that destroyed the world followed the giant halberd. The huge air wave caused the lotus leaves and lotus flowers below to surge like a tide.
At the same time, the ape-headed beast of the Seven Fusion Souls came out with two hammers in hand. Lu Xiaotian also directly swallowed the soul essence of the next Fusion Realm monster. The soul essence gathered the power of blood in the body, and in the face of the
Under the tremendous pressure of the high-level monks, the momentum of this halberd reached an unprecedented peak for Lu Xiaotian.
"The magical power of teleportation is interesting, interesting." The middle-aged man's face showed a look of surprise at first, and then returned to the palm of his hand. He saw that he was holding the Tunyuan Sword in his left hand, restraining the ethereal flying swords of Lu Xiaotian and Ye Ziyu at the same time.
Opening his mouth and spitting out, a white lotus spit out from his mouth. The white lotus' white light appeared directly on the top of his head. The spitting white light collided with the Fang Tian painted halberd chopped off by Lu Xiaotian.
The white light was annihilated for a moment, and Lu Xiaotian's full-strength halberd was actually blocked by the brilliance of the white lotus. It was only a few feet away from the middle-aged man's head, but Lu Xiaotian's Fang Tian painted halberd was unable to make an inch forward. Even Lu Xiaotian wanted to pull out Fang Tian's painted halberd.
The Tianhua Halberd, this halberd is also like being stuck in a quagmire and cannot be pulled out.
On the other hand, the middle-aged man's breath was as usual, and it was obvious that suppressing Lu Xiaotian and Ye Ziyu at the same time did not put much pressure on him. The middle-aged man stretched out his right hand and flicked, and the green rope in the air seemed to be alive.
Twisted and shot with electricity, the seven-melted-soul ape-headed beast was directly entangled in its arms by the long green rope.
The seven-melted soul ape-headed beast struggled to free itself with its extremely thick arms. Moreover, the long green rope continued to extend towards the ape-headed beast. In the blink of an eye, the seven-melted soul ape-headed beast was followed by the seven-melted soul ape-headed beast.
The six-melted-soul eagle-shaped alien beasts that were released were tied tightly. No matter how hard the two alien beasts struggled, they could not escape from the binding of the long green rope.
The long green rope was tied tighter and tighter. The seven-melted-soul ape-headed beast could only roar in vain.
At this time, other long green ropes also rolled towards Ye Ziyu and Lu Xiaotian respectively.
Ye Ziyu is not as good as Lu Xiaotian, and his physical strength is stronger than the flying sword. But now when he encountered the Tunyuan Sword Technique practiced by this middle-aged man, he didn't know how many sword fetuses he had swallowed.
There was not much ability to counterattack in front of the Tunyuan Sword. At this time, the green rope was getting closer and closer. In the blink of an eye, all the escape routes around Ye Ziyu were sealed.
The situation around Lu Xiaotian is not much better.
This middle-aged man has magical power, and his strength is as deep as the gray-black Abyss-Swallowing Sword. At this time, Lu Xiaotian has no reservations about his fighting skills, but from the beginning to the end, this middle-aged man has hardly moved.
For a moment, this is an absolute gap in strength. Lu Xiaotian doesn't even know whether this middle-aged man is in the late stage of Fusion Realm, or an old monster in the Mahayana Stage that has surpassed the late stage of Fusion Realm. A look of determination flashed in Lu Xiaotian's eyes, and he still controlled Fang Tianhua
The halberd was locked in a stalemate with the middle-aged man, but he himself flashed and shot towards Ye Ziyu.
"Want to leave?" A faint smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face. He clapped his right palm in the air, and several green ropes intertwined in the air. In a blink of an eye, a large net was formed, blocking Lu Xiaotian and Ye Ziyu.
Lu Xiaotian stretched out his palm and grabbed it in the air, and a big blood-colored hand was grabbed out of thin air. In the big blood-colored hand, the violent black and blue phaseless mysterious fire was beating, and it suddenly burned the green ropes. I don't know why the green ropes were there.
It was made by all things, but even the formless profound fire could not burn it off. It was just a tremor. The big bloody hand that Lu Xiaotian grabbed took the opportunity to pull, and in the blink of an eye, the big net made of green ropes was torn open.
gap.
Ye Ziyu has followed Lu Xiaotian for so long, and he is also a Fusion Realm monk. He naturally knew that the opportunity was not to be missed. Before Lu Xiaotian could greet him, he escaped from inside with a flicker of his body.
"Let's go!" Lu Xiaotian pulled Ye Ziyu, and the six-melted eagle-body beast fluttered out, and in the blink of an eye it extended to a wingspan of ten terabytes.
Lu Xiaotian knew that the rolling green rope was difficult to tangle, and ordinary magic weapons would not work at all. It seemed that only the Wuxiang Xuanhuo could restrain it slightly. Facing the green rope rolling around, Lu Xiaotian made a move with both hands.
With the help of Xianyang Fire Spirit, the second path has been repaired a lot. At this time, Lu Xiaotian recklessly stimulated its potential, and its power was even more powerful than before.
All in disarray.
"The Formless Mysterious Fire of the Buddhist Sect seems to be somewhat different from the magical powers in the Wuxiang Fire Sutra. Some of them are like the magical powers in the Great Fire Sutra. How can it be exerted to such an extent by someone outside the Buddhist Sect? When
It's really rare and unusual." At this time, the middle-aged man showed a look of surprise on his face. In the blink of an eye, he smiled again, opened his mouth, and spit out a small black and purple bottle from his mouth.
"If you have the formless profound fire, come and try my demon-burning blazing golden flame."
Before he finished speaking, the black and purple vial tipped over, and the demon-burning blazing golden flames inside roared out. In the demon-burning blazing golden flames, a man wearing black armor looked exactly the same as the middle-aged man, but with a little more black on his body.
Golden spiritual flames linger.
"I have actually cultivated a fire spirit." There was no surprise in Lu Xiaotian's eyes. He had only cultivated the Yanyang Fire Spirit in seclusion in the past few years. It was obviously much worse than the Burning Demon Burning Golden Flame Fire Spirit in front of him. This Burning Demon Burning Flame Fire Spirit
Jin Yan's reputation in the world of immortality is no less than that of Wuxiang Xuanhuo, and the middle-aged man in front of him, Ye Qianxun, has obviously practiced extremely powerful fire techniques.
If he were to confront the demon-burning golden flame head-on with the phaseless profound fire, he would undoubtedly be hitting a stone with an egg. But if he took back the phaseless profound fire, Lu Xiaotian didn't have a good way to deal with those green ropes. Lu Xiaotian's eyes flashed, and he could already feel the small fire.
Crow's restlessness.
Lu Xiaotian was about to release the little fire crow to engulf these demon-burning golden flames in one go.
The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly flashed with a bit of ridicule, and he saw a golden hand stretched out from the golden spiritual flame. Suddenly it grabbed Lu Xiaotian's chest. The golden hand came very quickly.