Chapter 906 Ghost Tiger You
Under this situation, Lu Xiaotian’s role in Lingxiao Palace becomes even more important. Monk Nascent Soul is the pillar of a sect, and Lingxiao Palace has already been repaired in the previous time. In the melee in the fairy world, heavy losses were suffered. There were only seventeen Jindan monks at full strength, including Luo Qian, who was no longer able to participate in the battle normally.
The situation that originally had two pillars supporting the sky has now been maintained by Chen Henian alone. For the current war with the ghost clan, the situation of Lingxiao Palace is undoubtedly extremely difficult. Fortunately, in the previous battle, Lingxiao Palace had received enough benefits, and the two Yingying Pills that he had bet with the Jiebing Ancestor had also been acquired, allowing Chen Henian to breathe a little easier.
Relatively speaking, Lu Xiaotian is comparable to a half-Ying Yuan Ying monk. Although his strength is far from that of the real Yuanying Ancestor, from Yuan Ying below, it is difficult to encounter an opponent. When Nascent Soul-level ghost cultivators are dispatched, in most cases the ancestors of each faction come to deal with it, but Jindan-level ghost cultivators, those ghost commanders, basically have to deal with it on their own.
There are only a dozen Jindan monks in Lingxiao Palace who can actually go on the battlefield. Defending alone will inevitably make them a little frightened. It is because Lu Xiaotian is in charge that these people will feel at peace. The situation is better than other sects.
With the help of those Yuanying monks, Lu Xiaotian had almost everything in hand at this time, including the Xueyin Creation Crystal and the two rewarded Yingying Pills. In addition, the Ten Thousand Beast Sect also has a piece of blood essence and blood from the tenth-level demon eagle and a Kongming Sword Stone, which will be delivered today, otherwise Lu Xiaotian would not have the leisure time to climb the city wall to enjoy the scenery here.
At present, the direction of Wangyue City is filled with ghost energy. The Yuanying ancestors of various factions have set up thunder and light ghost-killing arrays. Dozens of towering formation flags are arranged around Wangyue City, suppressing the rolling incoming waves from Wangyue Mountains. The ghost energy prevents the ghost energy from getting out of control.
As long as people from the major cultivating circles gradually collect the escaped ghosts, force them back to the ghost cave, and then seal the ghost cave, this crisis will naturally be resolved. Once the ghost clan completely spreads, it will be an unparalleled catastrophe not only for the Wangyue Cultivation World, but also for the Qingyu Continent, which has been damaged at this time.
The Xuan Ying Soul Sealing Array will take more than a year to be completed. There is only a little finishing work left, which can be completed smoothly with a deputy soul.
In short, everything is ready now, all we need is the east wind. Of course, the tenth-level demon eagle essence and blood sent by the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, as well as the Kongming Sword Stone, are such precious things, especially for Lu Xiaotian, there is nothing wrong with coming out to greet them earlier.
"Palace Master, Uncle Luo asked me to bring something over." A moment later, Miao Ruolin hurried over and handed Lu Xiaotian a storage bag.
Miao Ruolin and her group were originally just casual cultivators. Because of Lu Xiaotian, they entered Lingxiao Palace directly a month ago. She originally escorted a group of injured disciples back to the palace gate, but now she arrived and just picked up Luo Qian's things.
Lu Xiaotian opened the storage bag and saw that it was the ninth-level bull-headed giant puppet.
"Uncle Luo said that our ancestor has returned to the mountain and will not leave Lingxiao Palace for the time being. He has no use in keeping this puppet in his hands, so he asked the junior to bring it over to strengthen the momentum of Lingxiao Palace." Miao Ruolin brought Luo Qian's original words.
"That's all." Lu Xiaotian nodded. For Luo Qian, who now has no desires and desires, guarding Siqing Cliff is all he has for the rest of his life. This ninth-level puppet is extremely precious in the eyes of ordinary people. For Luo Qian, it was just a dead object, without any appeal.
And since the ghost tribe invaded in large numbers, Lu Xiaotian used the eighth-level war tiger puppet to exchange the Buddha Tong Silver Leaves in Miao Ruolin's hands. After all, these Buddha Tong Silver Leaves had been sacrificed by experts and could cast Silver Gang. The magic circle. In normal times, Lu Xiaotian would not need it very much.
It’s just that this thing is of great use to the ghost tribe. Although Lu Xiaotian himself has better Buddha Tong Silver Leaves, he has not yet reached the Nascent Soul stage and cannot refine the Silver Gang Demon Circle into it. Silver leaves and the like.
As for these Buddha Tung silver leaves, in the hands of Miao Ruolin and others, they can only be used for ordinary evil-proofing, and there is no way to exert their true power. Lu Xiaotian used an eighth-level puppet In exchange, it comes with a spiritual stone that can drive an eighth-level puppet. Miao Ruolin privately wondered if Lu Xiaotian's brain was burned out. Having seen Lu Xiaotian’s abilities a long time ago, it’s not a big deal if this puppet is missing. Besides, there is also a ninth-level one, so Miao Ruolin is naturally very willing to do it.
The eighth-level war tiger puppet was given to Miao Ruolin, but she was indeed short of a spare puppet.
Lu Xiaotian took the puppet, and suddenly, in the west of White Crane City, ghost clouds rolled up, covering the sky and the sun. From a distance, it seemed that a large number of ghosts were descending from the sky.
A spiritual light flew from the far sky. Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand and made a move. It was the spiritual talisman of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect. A woman's voice sounded from inside, "Palace Master Lu, I am Xiao Qingyu from the Ten Thousand Beast Sect. Mr. Feng As ordered by Zu, he sent Palace Master Lu the things he needed, but was intercepted by ghosts on the way. I am unable to escape, so please ask Palace Master Lu to come to rescue me!”
Xiao Qingyu’s voice sounded very urgent in the transmission notes. Lu Xiaotian frowned, this Xiao Qingyu is the one who sent the blood of the tenth-level demon eagle. If you fall into the ghost formation, won't everything you need turn into nothing? Since Xiao Qingyu still has time to ask for help, there must be no strong person in the Ghost King realm. Among the spiritual objects sent by the other party was the Kongming Sword Stone, and Lu Xiaotian only had the last bit to refine the Misty Sword Formation. Naturally, there is no room for failure.
"Senior Brother Lei is temporarily in charge of the affairs of White Crane City. I will come back as soon as I go." After saying that, Lu Xiaotian flew away, stepping on the ethereal flying sword and flying through the air.
Lei Wantian has long been accustomed to Lu Xiaotian's vigorous and resolute actions. A group of Yuanying ancestors from Wangyue City in the northeast of White Crane City are in charge. Lu Xiaotian goes all the way to the west. For the time being, he is not afraid of the invasion of ordinary ghosts. He was named Lei Xiu, and even the idle ghost clan didn't take him seriously.
In the distance, there was a muffled sound of rolling thunder, and a white Pegasus with great steeds was rushing back and forth among dozens of golden elixir level ghost cultivators. The woman in silver armor and dozens of flying knights, as well as Xiao Qingyu and other more than 40 disciples of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect, fought against the ghost clan.
“Quack, thunder-traveling Pegasus, this rare thing that only exists in rumors has allowed me to encounter it. I’m really lucky.”
Overhead, among the black clouds Among them, there is a huge tiger head that is about ten feet square and skinny. The black clothes underneath are empty, with only a few wisps of green phosphorus fire. This tiger-headed ghost speaks human words, and its eyes are sunken and a deathly gray color. But his tone was extremely arrogant, he was none other than Huyou from the ghost clan.
At this time, twelve tiger-headed ghosts similar to this tiger-headed ghost, but slightly smaller in size, formed a ring and surrounded the silver-armored woman. Although Lu Hong, the thunder-stepping Pegasus, was extremely fast, But surrounded by these twelve golden elixir-level ghost cultivators, it seemed that they couldn't fully exert themselves.
Herod. Lu Hong, the thunder-walking Pegasus, kicked forward, and the single horn in front of his forehead pulsed with purple electricity, turning into a purple thunder ball and hitting the tiger-headed ghost in front of him.
The tiger-headed ghost was hit by the purple lightning and screamed miserably. The empty black robe under its head exploded, revealing the green scale fire under the tiger's head, and nothing else.
The green scales were exploded by lightning and flew everywhere. It smells bad.
The woman in silver armor had evil eyes, and the silver gun in her hand rolled like a dragon. With one shot, she nailed the tiger-headed ghost that was hit by lightning to death in mid-air. Countless bone residues and phosphorus fire were scattered in all directions.
(End of this chapter)