Chapter 859 The group is destroyed
"Retreat!" Amusang couldn't even protect himself at this time, so he couldn't care about the junior foundation builders.
After shouting, Amusang offered a magic talisman, and a layer of green wooden armor appeared out of thin air. The transparent small sword kept piercing it, but for a while it could not break through its defense.
“This wooden armor talisman is quite powerful.” Lu Xiaotian put away the fire dragon bow and arrows. The Amu Sang in front of him was the strongest, and it was difficult to defeat him even with ordinary means. How could Lu Xiaotian let this Amusang escape?
There are still three golden elixir monks. If they use their flying swords to attack and kill Amusang with all their strength, they can do it, but one or two others may have to run away.
Lu Xiaotian frowned slightly, retracted the fire dragon's bow and arrow, and took out the psychic golden whip again. Apart from this psychic magic weapon that was refined with special means, there is currently no other way to see the shadow at dawn. Of course, the tenth level The monster spirit and bat king's magic wings are not included in this list.
The Haoyin Gourd is also possible, but the scope of the impact is not small. There are many foundation-building monks in Lingxiao Palace here. Those who are not golden elixir monks can easily cause accidental injuries. The Haoyin Gourd is not one of its own psychic techniques. Lu Xiaotian is not yet able to control the weapon to the smallest detail.
Chi - Lu Xiaotian whipped out one after another, and the two golden shadows tore through the sky again, drawing a strange arc in the air, and struck at Amusang, who was escaping the fastest.
Amusang shouted, with a look of fear on his face. This golden whip has far exceeded the scope of Danyuan magic weapon.
A black soul emerged from the mace in Amusang's hand, raised its head and roared, baring its teeth and claws towards the psychic golden whip. It was just a whip of the golden whip that dispersed the shadow without any pause, and struck directly on Amusang's green wood spirit armor.
Peng! This whip, which even Lu Xiaotian didn't dare to bear directly, fell directly on Amusang's body. Amusang screamed, the spiritual power of the wood spirit armor on his body was greatly exhausted, and most of the spiritual light disappeared. The body retreated violently in the air, dragging a long string of afterimages, but the second golden shadow floated strangely, and the dozens of afterimages collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, passing through the afterimages, and again It fell on Amusang.
This time Amusan didn’t even scream, and his body was beaten into a ball of blood mist in the air. However, Amusan’s strength was far beyond that of the strong man in black before. Yuanshen took the opportunity to panic. It escaped from the ground and flew away through the air so fast that even Lu Xiaotian had no time to kill him.
Amu Sang's physical body was defeated, and the other two middle-stage golden elixirs also persisted to the end of their rope in the rain of swords. Especially because of Amu Sang's escape, Lu Xiaotian used the golden whip again and beat Amu Sang to death. San's body. The sword rain originally used to attack Amusang was divided among the remaining three golden elixir monks.
In addition, this group of people is no longer what it was when the battle first broke out. At this time, they have no fighting spirit, and their fighting strength is between ten and sixty-seven. The two monks in the middle stage of Jindan can't hold on at first. After hundreds of sword energy broke through the two people's defense, they slashed directly on the two of them. Suddenly, the two intact bodies were cut into no less than a hundred pieces and scattered from the air.
There is only one middle-aged woman left. Although she is in the late stage of Jindan and has good strength, how can she withstand Lu Xiaotian's attack alone? This woman is also determined. Seeing that there is no hope, body full It suddenly swelled up like a ball, exploded with a loud bang, and exploded all the dense sword energy around it. By the time other sword energy rushed towards them, the middle-aged woman's soul had already used this Take the time to escape.
On the other hand, those hundreds of foundation-building monks, after being enveloped by Lu Xiaotian's sword formation, did not have the means of the golden elixir monks. At this time, more than half of them were dead or injured, and how could they still hold on?
Yuan Min and others stared blankly at the scene in front of them. Luo Qian was dumbfounded at first. He didn't know what happened to his senior brother in recent years, but he actually had such a powerful method. Even the ancestor of the Immortal Palace was still in the golden elixir stage, and he was far inferior to it. Luo Qian quietly opened the restriction on the black token, and another powerful primordial spirit also saw this devastating battle.
"Senior Brother Lu, please wait a moment. Our Lingxiao Palace disciples have fought for two hundred years and have received a lot of discounts. We still need to retain some manpower to rebuild the Immortal Palace in the future. Although these long-term monks are hostile forces, they might as well be full of resources in the future. Work as coolies to rebuild the Immortal Palace." Luo Qian quickly stopped Lu Xiaotian. The exterior of Lingxiao Palace was not damaged, but the spiritual objects and monks were extremely damaged. More than half of the hundreds of foundation-building monks who had set up the arrow array had been slaughtered by Lu Xiaotian, and the remaining one hundred or dozens of people could be of some use if they stayed behind. There is no point in killing these foundation-building cultivators. Lu Xiaotian was not in a good position to deal with these people. When he heard Luo Qian's voice, he stopped. Lu Xiaotian glanced coldly at the remaining hundreds of foundation-building enemy cultivators, "Surrender, or Die!”
That hundred Yu Jiji monk, look at me and I look at you. The surroundings are filled with dense sword energy. Even the Golden elixir monks can't stop it, not to mention the juniors like them, plus the terrifying silver-haired monk who just witnessed it with his own eyes. How could these people have the slightest confidence to resist?
The foundation-building monks also have a lifespan of about three hundred years. If they don't fight now, there is really no hope at all.
“We are willing to surrender!” Soon, the hundreds of foundation-building monks handed over their magic weapons and storage bags and surrendered.
But a murder was avoided. Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand and waved, and the sword energy lingering around these foundation-building monks suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.
As soon as the war ended, a black energy suddenly emerged from Luo Qian's black token. I saw black energy squirming in the air, and in a blink of an eye, it transformed into the figure of an old man in black. This old man's beard and hair were all white, and his face had an aura of calmness and power.
“Welcome ancestor!”
Luo Qian, Luo Kang and other monks from Lingxiao Palace bowed and saluted.
“Welcome to you, ancestor.” After Lu Xiaotian was slightly startled, he also lowered his head, secretly thinking that it turned out that the ancestor of Nascent Soul in Lingxiao Palace looked like this, but he had never seen him before.
“Where is Lingxiao Palace disciple Lu Xiaotian?” the white-bearded old man shouted.
“The disciple is here!” Lu Xiaotian felt depressed, wondering what this ancestor meant.
"Palace Master Wei Litian died in battle today. Now I have decided that Lu Xiaotian will succeed the current Palace Master. Lu Xiaotian will lead the remaining disciples of this palace and rush to Tianjian Mountain immediately to protect me in the world of Wangyue Cultivation. Orthodoxy! ”
Lu Xiaotian frowned, and he would not refuse if he was asked to deal with some hostile monks, but he did not like to be burdened with worldly affairs, let alone managing a large sect. In this kind of melee in the world of immortality, especially There are many things to do. Just when Lu Xiaotian was about to refuse, the figure of the white-bearded old man had faded, and he didn't even have a chance to refuse.
In this case, let’s wait until we meet the ancestor of Yuanying in Lingxiao Palace.
(End of this chapter)