Chapter 759 The Confrontation of the Nascent Soul Monk
“What a pity.” Lu Xiaotian felt very sad when he saw that the powerful demon eagle was cut in half by the black wheel, and a large amount of blood essence was sprinkled from the air. Taste, if I could get that essence and blood, I might be able to escape for a while longer.
This Black Nightmare Ghost King is really ridiculously strong. He first killed an old man in green robe at the Nascent Soul stage, and now he killed a monster bird of level ten or above. Although he took advantage of a little delay to pull away a little. There was a little distance, but this distance was insignificant to the Black Nightmare Ghost King.
After half a year, the other party could find him tens of thousands of miles away, not to mention the effort in this moment. Lu Xiaotian was secretly annoyed. If he had known better, he would not have killed Xuanyin. Although this guy was a bit hateful, he would have caused too much trouble. By killing that guy, in addition to getting some useless ghost things, he would also get that guy. The mysterious Yin-devouring Ghost Wheel doesn't do much good.
What really came in handy was the Bat King's Wings. The reason for killing Xuan Yin at that time was probably because of the threat posed by the other party. I didn't expect to provoke a bigger one now.
The Heitian Mountains were galloping at his feet. Lu Xiaotian faintly saw an erect black bear demon on the top of the mountain. It had the head of a bear and the body of a bear. It looked at it with indifferent eyes. Lu Xiaotian was startled and walked around a little, not daring to leave its territory. However, the Black Nightmare Ghost King behind him seemed to be a little wary of this demon, and was not as arrogant as before.
Unfortunately, there was no fight. Lu Xiaotian curled his lips and ran away desperately. I don’t know how long they flew, but in the distance, I saw a mountain that looked like a blood lion standing proudly among the rolling green hills. Lu Xiaotian was immediately overjoyed.
We finally arrived at Blood Lion Mountain, where the original Yunya Auction was held. As always, there are many guards in Blood Lion City, patrolling back and forth, and there are many golden elixir and foundation-building monks coming and going, but the number is much smaller than when the Yunya Auction was held.
“Hey, something passed by here just now.” A young foundation-building monk wearing spiritual armor felt a gust of wind blowing through him, with a faint blood-red light. He turned around, but found nothing.
"No way, why didn't I see anything? Hu Qin, you have been making excuses to be lazy during this period, but don't go too far. Otherwise, your second uncle won't be able to protect you. Blood Lion Ridge can Don’t be someone who only knows how to cheat.”
The leading old man's eyes sternly glanced at Hu Qin, the young man who had just spoken.
Hu Qin's face turned blue and red, but he couldn't find the words to refute.
Lu Xiaotian folded his wings and glanced behind him with worried eyes. The scale of Blood Lion City is still the same. There are tens of thousands of monks here. The Black Nightmare Ghost King should not dare to attack. The spirit in the Bat King's magic wings Although the blood can last for a while, continuing to escape like this is not an option. There will always be a time when it will be used up. If this continues, I am afraid that the only option is to escape to Wushang City.
"Hey, this fellow Taoist is quite cool, but is he from Blood Lion City?" A one-armed man setting up a stall looked at Lu Xiaotiandao in surprise.
“Well, I’m not from Blood Lion City, but I’ve been here before.” Lu Xiaotian said.
"Oh, I have a lot of monster materials here, as well as ancient spiritual grass, spiritual wood, and various ores for refining precious magic weapons. Do you need it, fellow Taoist?" the one-armed man suddenly lowered his voice.
"Really? I heard that this period of time is not peaceful, and Blood Lion City is an exception. However, I don’t know if the Blood Lion Ancestor is here. Otherwise, if a powerful demon cultivator comes, we will It’s really too late to escape.” Lu Xiaotian squatted down and casually looked at the monster materials on the stall. Naturally, his attention was not on these materials, but on taking the opportunity to talk to the other party.
“You haven’t been in this area for long, so you don’t have to worry about it. The Blood Lion Ancestor has been practicing all these years. The reason why the Blood Lion Ancestor established the fairy city here is because this place is blessed with natural resources. The conditions are conducive to the cultivation of the Blood Lion Ancestor, and he will not leave easily unless there is anything special." said the one-armed man. "Besides the Blood Lion Ancestor, are there other powerful Nascent Soul Ancestors in this Blood Lion City?" Lu Xiaotian asked again. The Black Nightmare Ghost King is indeed full of ferocious flames, and the ordinary Yuanying monks are no match for him. If Blood Lion City can have several Golden Elixir monks, it will naturally increase its confidence.
"I'm not sure about this. Hey, do you still want the thing?" The one-armed man saw that Lu Xiaotian was just asking, looking left and right, but didn't show any need. The plan of the thing immediately looked bad.
Being seen out, Lu Xiaotian gave a bitter smile and was about to put down his things and leave. Suddenly, Lu Xiaotian's body froze, and a dark cloud had drifted from the distance. Wherever it passed, monsters ran around, and spiritual birds fled in fear. There were also a large number of monks who raised their heads in shock.
Those foundation-building monks with low cultivation levels, and even some Qi-refining stage monks, were directly pressed by the huge evil pressure and could hardly breathe.
Lu Xiaotian felt nervous and was ready to use the Bat King's magic wings to run away again at any time. Seeing the dark clouds getting closer and closer, Lu Xiaotian was secretly worried. Why was there no movement from the Blood Lion Ancestor? It could be that he was not there or he did not dare to come out.
Forget it, let’s just leave and go to Wushang City first. Seeing that the dark clouds were about to come to his head, Lu Xiaotian did not dare to let go any longer. About to leave. An old voice sounded from the core area of Blood Lion City.
“How could a ghost cultivator be so bold as to break into my Blood Lion City without permission?”
In the old voice, a bloody light shot up into the sky. In the bloody light, a stout man with long fiery red hair that reached his shoulders and stood up like a lion's hair appeared. He looked like a middle-aged man and looked younger than his voice. There are many, and under the seat is a huge blood-red lion, with teeth and claws. He didn't just stay in front of the dark clouds, but he seemed quite afraid.
One green and one blue, two rays of light flashed, one man and one woman, two monks in white clothes with fluttering robes appeared beside the Blood Lion Ancestor.
It is the blood lion ancestor. Looking at the blood lion aura under that seat, it is at least a tenth-level monster. There was also a pair of middle-aged men and women who could face the Dark Nightmare Ghost King. Lu Xiaotian was so happy that he fled all the way here and could finally take a breath.
“It doesn’t look like an ordinary ghost cultivator. This aura actually resembles that of an orthodox ghost clan. In the Black Sky Mountains, ghost clans have not been seen for hundreds of years. I didn’t expect that they would show up this time. A powerful character has arrived." The man in white said coldly.
"Stop talking nonsense, I am raising all my troops this time just to track down a boy from the human race. The other party is in your small town at the moment. Step aside and let me take that boy away. Everyone will be in peace. ”
A dark cloud the size of an acre stopped in mid-air, only a dozen miles away from Blood Lion City. Two green eyes emerged from the dark cloud, their gazes cold.
Lu Xiaotian's heart tightened and he quietly took a few steps back. If the Blood Lion Ancestor was afraid of the opponent's power and handed him over, there would be no place to cry, and it was not suitable to stay here for a long time.
(End of this chapter)