The young man with the jade belt immediately distanced himself from the woman surnamed Jiang. He thought that his cultivation level was far higher than that of the woman surnamed Jiang, and felt a little relieved. However, the strangeness of the woman surnamed Jiang made him dare not be careless at all.
"You don't need to know this." A sneer appeared on the face of the woman named Jiang.
The young man with the jade belt's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his Dantian. Forcibly operating the magic power actually caused the magic power to flow backwards in the meridians. He was caught off guard and screamed. Suddenly, there was a pain in the back of his head, and the young man with the jade belt's vision went dark.
Passed out.
I saw a woman in a white skirt wearing a white gauze cloak moving lightly, and easily crossed a distance of thousands of feet in one step, as if she had shrunk to an inch. The long white skirt was spotless, and the soft fabric
Stick it on the body to outline a graceful and hot body.
"Master!" The woman surnamed Jiang bowed to the cloaked woman.
"But you asked about the whereabouts of Qing Shu Tiejuan?"
The voice of the woman in the cloak was like an oriole's cry, extremely soft and waxy, and hearing it made people feel a strange allure. Even Lu Xiaotian, who was hiding in the dense forest in the distance, felt a little strange in his heart.
I secretly thought in my heart that this woman was born with a single-yin body. She had been charming as early as the foundation period. Now that she has become a golden elixir monk, her aura that confuses all living beings is even more uncontrollable. Listening to this voice, it turns out to be Luo
Ping'er is right. Qing Shu Tiejuan, Lu Xiaotian smiled inwardly, Luo Ping'er, Lingjiufang, is very good, but he bumped into it.
"I just asked this kid while he was not paying attention, and the other party's subconscious answer really revealed a flaw. This kid knows the whereabouts of the Qingshu Iron Scroll, but he only went to tell the owner of the Paradise Island. It seems that things will turn out to be twists and turns again.
"
"Silence!" Luo Ping'er suddenly said in a deep voice, "I was really careless. I didn't even know I was being followed. Your Excellency, eavesdropping on people's conversations behind their backs is not what a gentleman would do."
Such a keen perception, Lu Xiaotian was surprised. He didn't expect that Luo Ping'er would catch his slight fluctuation in emotions just now. Judging from Luo Ping'er's appearance, it shouldn't have been long since he entered the middle stage of Golden Core, and he was so sharp.
perception.
"Three days apart, people are impressed. Fellow Daoist Luo's strength has improved so quickly, it's really surprising." Now that he has been discovered by the other party, there is no need to hide anymore, and Lu Xiaotian has not thought about hiding all the time.
"This young man is very handsome, do you know me?" Luo Ping'er was also surprised. She didn't know when this dark-faced young man had hidden nearby. From the tone of the other person's tone, she was actually an acquaintance of hers, but Luo Ping'er
I racked my brains and couldn't think of when I had met such a mysterious person.
"It doesn't matter whether you recognize it or not. What's important is that you know the whereabouts of the Qingshu Iron Scroll. I happen to be very interested in it too." Lu Xiaotian said, "I wonder what is recorded in this Qingshu Iron Scroll. Can Fellow Daoist Luo tell me?
I?"
"Who do you think you are?" The woman surnamed Jiang frowned, her clothes were shaking, and her magic power was lingering around her. She seemed to be ready to take action if she disagreed with her.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is whose fist is bigger." Lu Xiaotian stepped forward into the void, stretched his left hand forward, shook it slightly, and struck at Luo Ping'er and the woman named Jiang at the same time.
"What a shame!" the woman surnamed Jiang shouted coldly. With a flick of her wrist, several silver three-inch nails were fired towards Lu Xiaotian in the shape of a cross.
Lu Xiaotian frowned, and when he opened and closed his left hand, a big hand made of mana, as if it was material, grabbed a few long nails in his hand.
The face of the woman surnamed Jiang changed drastically, and her slender fingers were pointed forward. The silver spike struggled violently in Lu Xiaotian's hand, but no matter how much mana she poured into it, it was like a mud cow pouring into the sea, without much movement.
Seeing that the woman surnamed Jiang was restrained just after she made a move, and even the alchemy weapon was taken away, Luo Ping'er was shocked. She raised her hand, and a cold crystal palm sword was fired at Lu Xiaotian.
Lu Xiaotian also shot out several wisps of sword energy from his hand, which entangled and fought with the cold crystal sword, and the cold energy sword on the cold crystal sword disappeared.
This small cold crystal sword is far more powerful than the silver nails of the woman surnamed Jiang. The sword's power is so powerful that even though Lu Xiaotian is made of copper skin and iron bones, he does not dare to hold it in his hand easily. Although this cold crystal sword is extremely tricky, even Lu Xiaotian
The divine consciousness attached to the misty flying sword has a sense of solidification,
However, Lu Xiaotian's cultivation level is not comparable to that of Luo Ping'er. The Misty Flying Sword and the Cold Crystal Sword fought fiercely. They slashed quickly in the air. The Cold Crystal Sword, who received this blow, whined and tilted in the air.
It was a little out of control and almost fell to the ground.
Luo Ping'er's heart ached, and her eyes were full of shock. She had been collecting spiritual objects since the foundation period of building this small cold crystal sword. It took her decades to build it, and it matched her Duyin's power.
The body is so sharp that the cold air on it can even freeze the monk's soul.
Relying on this cold crystal palm sword, Luo Ping'er even fought against late-stage Jindan monks. In the confrontation with the opponent's magical weapon, the opponent's magical power was often greatly reduced due to the influence of his spiritual consciousness. Luo Ping'er also used it to kill several people.
A powerful enemy in the late stage of Jindan.
Although the transparent little sword of the black-faced young man in front of me looks ordinary, it is not affected much. Either the opponent's consciousness is far superior to his, or the power of this little sword is not inferior to the cold crystal sword. No matter it is
Either way, the opponent's strength far exceeds his expectations.
"Sir, wait a minute, this is not the place to talk. If the owner of Paradise Island is alerted, it will be of no benefit to anyone. How about we change places?" Luo Ping'er hurriedly stopped.
"Forget it, let me choose the position. Follow both of you and bring that kid with you. Don't use any tricks, otherwise you won't be able to stop next time if you want to." Lu Xiaotian made a move in the air and shot toward Luo Ping.
Er's ethereal flying sword made a curve in the air and circled back.
Luo Ping'er looked bitter, and followed closely with the woman surnamed Jiang. He searched all the monks he knew in his mind, but none of them could match the black-faced young man in front of him. The alchemy weapon used by the other party was also unseen and invisible.
It's really incredible that his cold crystal sword can block his way out.
"Since this young master is my old friend, why don't you take off your disguise and show your true face?" She followed Lu Xiaotian to an island with a radius of only a few miles away, a few hundred miles away from Paradise Island. Luo Ping'er decided that Lu Xiaotian was
He used the art of disguise and made a sound to test.
"It's not good for you to know too much. Now tell me what's going on with the Iron Scroll." Lu Xiaotian said calmly.
"The Qingshu Iron Scroll is not in the hands of our boss. What we know is very limited. You naturally know about the Qingshu Iron Scroll. Why not go directly to find the bad luck of the Master of Paradise Island? The Qingshu Iron Scroll will most likely be lost.
It’s in the hands of the owner of Paradise Island.”
The woman surnamed Jiang's soul-stealing nail was still in Lu Xiaotian's hands, and Lu Xiaotian was oppressing her all the way to this point. It was inevitable that she would be a little angry when she spoke.