Chapter 1110 is confusing
The huge gap between the golden elixir-level monsters and the foundation-building monks can be seen at a glance.
Xiang Hua's heart tightened. Although he had several talismans given by Lu Xiaotian, in the current situation, even if he destroyed these two golden elixir-level ice crocodiles, what would happen? encountered other crises.
After all, Lu Xiaotian didn’t give many spiritual talismans, and the seventh-level spiritual talismans could no longer cope with the current situation.
Two golden elixir-level ice crocodiles rolled over all the way, and all the foundation-building monks were terrified. Even though there were many golden elixir monks in the convoy, either the distance was too far, and the distant water could not resolve the close fire, or I also have to take care of other juniors who are closer to me.
There are more than ten foundation-building monks in their group who have no connection with them. Why should others use so much strength in such a dangerous situation.
In the endless night, the snow on the ground reflects various spiritual lights, and the visibility is extremely high. From a distance, there are only fighting crowds and a larger number of monster beasts.
"Xiao Qiao, something is wrong. Follow me and don't get away." Xiang Hua gritted his teeth and saw two golden elixir level demon crocodiles approaching, and he was about to use the eighth level given by Lu Xiaotian. The ninth level spiritual talisman kills the demon crocodile.
"Senior brother, you should keep your magic talisman." Yu Xiaoqiao curled his lips and said.
"But." Xiang Hua wanted to say something more, but his mouth suddenly opened, his eyes full of surprise, and he forgot to close his mouth for a moment, only to see a giant puppet with a bull head, holding a heavy hammer, coming from A flash of inspiration. Just when he appeared, he smashed the head of the seventh-level demon crocodile with an extremely fierce hammer, and smashed the seventh-level demon crocodile into the frozen soil.
Another eighth-level demon crocodile saw this huge puppet with fear in its eyes. The limbs retreated slowly.
Before it was afraid for a long time, the body of the bull-headed giant puppet showed agility and speed that was inconsistent with its body shape. The huge body jumped up from the air, holding hammers in both hands, and struck from top to bottom. The remaining eighth-level demon crocodile.
The eighth-level demon crocodile saw that the opponent was faster than it, and was unable to avoid it. It became ferocious and opened its mouth wide. A cloud of ice mist froze the air. In the ice mist, a streak of Thick icicles hit the black sledgehammer.
Boom! The icicles collided with the black sledgehammer, and the icicles turned into countless ice slags. The black sledgehammer fell from the ice slags, knocking away the ice demon crocodile's demon elixir. Only the eighth-level demon crocodile blasted into the ice and soil.
The eighth-level demon crocodile, who was so fierce just now, had half of its body plunged into the depression of ice and soil, and its lower body struggled feebly for a few times before falling down.
"Young friend Yu actually has such a powerful puppet. Why didn't you take it out earlier? I was so tired that I was on tenterhooks and worried for a long time." Only then did he come back to his senses. He thought that he was already at the pinnacle of Foundation Establishment, and he still had an alchemy weapon in his hand. Among the dozen or so Foundation Establishment monks, he was the most powerful and the one with the highest status.
Unexpectedly, Yu Xiaoqiao, the girl who seemed to have the weakest cultivation level, although she remained silent, quietly took out such a powerful puppet. The two golden elixirs just now Super monster, any one of them is enough to suppress the dozen of them foundation-building monks. But he was killed on the spot by the bull-headed giant puppet with two simple hammer blows. Not to mention the brown-bearded old man and the dozen or so foundation-building monks, even the golden elixir monks who were farther away were dumbfounded when they saw the bull-headed giant puppet. With so many Golden Core cultivators present, how many of them dare to say that they can easily kill two Golden Core-level demon crocodiles like this bull-headed giant puppet?
"You think I don't want to. Before I went out, my Uncle Beard told me that if my life is not in danger, I can't touch the puppet without permission."
Yu Xiaoqiao pouted, and the one-armed and bearded middle-aged man came to mind. But soon, this impression was shattered again, and it turned into a young man with silver hair flying in his head, a handsome face, a tall figure, and deep eyes.
"Yes, my junior sister was told by the elders in the family before going out. This time she went out mainly for training and not to use self-protection methods easily. I hope you will forgive me." Xiang Hua was ostracized by many princes in the county prince's palace. After growing up to this day, his character is naturally more mature than that of Yu Xiaoqiao. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the greedy looks of several nearby Jindan monks, and once again emphasized the elders in the family.
Sure enough, when Xiang Hua said this, he reluctantly withdrew his greedy eyes. It turned into a look of fear and awe. The bull-headed giant puppet in front of him can easily kill the Jindan level demon crocodile. It is at least a ninth-level puppet, and may even be the best among the ninth level. And what drives this puppet is also the best spiritual stone. The younger generation who can use such a puppet to build the foundation of the family.
Even if it is a strong person in the late stage of Jindan, there is no reason to give it away. Holding it in your hand is an extremely powerful booster. The person who can give it away is probably the Nascent Soul Ancestor, or even an extremely powerful Nascent Soul Ancestor. Ordinarily, there are not many monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul and those who have just given birth to a baby, and there are not many people who can do this.
As for Xiang Hua, although he did not produce many powerful treasures, his magic power is powerful and long-lasting, far beyond his level, and he is also a top master among the monks in the late stage of foundation building. It is not easy to train such juniors.
"It turns out that Brother Xiang and Miss Yu have such a powerful family behind them. No wonder, no wonder." The brown-bearded old man held his hands in succession, with envy in his eyes.
Xiang Hua touched his nose. It goes without saying that Yu Xiaoqiao was valued by the senior. Even such a ninth-level top-quality puppet was given to Yu Xiaoqiao. Thinking that he had obtained many treasures from his senior, and based on the relationship between Yu Xiaoqiao and that senior, I am afraid that apart from this ninth-level puppet, there would only be more good things than him.
Looking at the postures of these people, they clearly regarded him as a disciple of one of the ancestors of Yuanying. Xiang Hua could only smile helplessly in his heart. He thought, but they confiscated it.
Seeing Yu Xiaoqiao put away the bull-headed giant puppet after killing two golden elixir level monsters, Lu Xiaotian nodded secretly. The puppet is used to protect itself when it is unable to defeat others. If it is used to show off, it will lose its original purpose.
"So many ice monsters, not from the same race, actually jointly attacked the camp. It must not be a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster." Yu Chiyu's eyes were wary, as he had already seen a strong Zhao clan illusionist before. , and at this time, she was attacked by this strange group of beasts. Even a Nascent Soul powerhouse like her who was hiding behind the scenes was not at ease.
"Squeak——" A sharp voice sounded, and Lu Xiaotian smiled slightly, "It seems that the real owner is here, but he is not from the Lao Zhao tribe. There are quite a lot of people on and off the stage for today's performance."
Before he finished speaking, a huge ice scorpion came from the sky riding on the wind and breaking through the clouds. On top of the flying scorpion, a thin-faced man with a yellow turban and strange clothes looked at Yuan Jing, a handsome man who had not yet made a move in the luxury car, with sinister eyes and was watching the development of the situation.
(End of this chapter)