Chapter 1236 They are all acquaintances
Can you still fly without feathers? Hey, no, this little fire crow can actually control part of the fire spiritual power now. Lu Xiaotian was startled at first, and soon discovered the new ability of the little fire crow. In the past, apart from being able to eat and make noise, this little guy had no other advantages. Now it can actually control the fire spirit power to form a vortex of airflow near its body, holding up its body.
It can be considered a big improvement. Lu Xiaotian raised his hand to put the little fire crow, whose whole body was roasted black by the spiritual fire, into the spirit beast bag. Little did he know that at this moment two strong winds were coming from behind. One left and one right, trying to force him to give up and put away the little fire crow.
The smile on Lu Xiaotian's face has not diminished. He has already discovered that Cheng Dexiang and his party can bring the other party to such a close distance. Lu Xiaotian is naturally not unprepared. Lu Xiaotian didn't even look back, he waved his hand casually, and a huge light-blooded eagle wing appeared out of thin air. The eagle wings were retracted and seemed to protect Lu Xiaotian's entire body. There was a huge round black lock behind him. A blue sword struck the eagle's wings from the left and right.
With a bang, the eagle wings collapsed. The azure blue sword and the round black lock broke through the wings, and in the pale blood light and shadow, it turned out that the man was no longer where he was, and the round black lock and the azure blue sword were thrown away.
"Tenth-level physical training, the skills practiced are somewhat similar to those of the demon clan." Zhao Dexiang and Meng Rujun's pupils shrank as they took action. The person they met in front of them was a little different from the opponents they had encountered before.
"Are you a human or a demon?" It was not Zhao Dexiang and Meng Rujun who were clumsy, but the trace of Lu Xiaotian's attack, an extremely wild aura that was closer to Hou Yuyao. This is because Lu Xiaotian used the soul-swallowing method to swallow too many monster spirits. When he was hunting monsters in the sea outside Danwang City, he absorbed some of the sea eagle's essence. In addition, in order to develop the Swallowing Dafa to a more powerful level, Lu Xiaotian has collected countless techniques similar to those of monsters over the years. When used, it was like a demon. When they met for the first time, and in this sea of fire, the aura was a little distorted. It is not surprising that Zhao Dexiang and Meng Rujun cannot be distinguished at first glance.
“After decades of separation, you two can’t recognize me?” With a flash of his body, Lu Xiaotian appeared dozens of feet away from where the two psychic magic weapons attacked, holding his whole body in one hand The black, hairless little fire crow looked at Zhao Dexiang and said calmly.
“It’s you!” Zhao Dexiang and Meng Rujun saw Lu Xiaotian’s appearance clearly at this time, and their faces were filled with horror. Neither of them are optimistic people, and the scene decades ago, where several people were on the verge of life and death, is still vivid in their minds, and it is still shocking. How could they forget it.
Back then, the Black Nightmare Ghost King chased this boy who was only at the Golden Core stage. This boy was desperate and was rejected by Wushang City. Several Nascent Soul monks in their group wanted to join forces to get a share of this boy. After all, the soup can alert a Golden Core cultivator who is pursued by the Ghost King at all costs, so there must be some great treasure on him. But later on, this kid was desperate and ran away to Wushang Lake. And entering a mysterious secret realm from the teleportation array at the bottom of the Wushang Lake, the Xuanmai Ghost King and six or seven of their Nascent Soul cultivators also entered one after another.
I saw the most terrifying scene in my life. A flying sword wrapped in a transparent light shield swept across the late-stage ghost king and six or seven of their Nascent Soul monks. Even the Black Nightmare ghost king was seriously injured, and they, not even the flying sword. The enemy of one. Wherever the flying sword passes, there will be either death or injury.
Everyone fled the dangerous place in fear, but the silver-haired golden elixir monk never showed up again. Decades passed by, and the terrible scene of that year gradually became dusty. Unexpectedly, I saw the silver-haired golden elixir monk again at this time, and the other party had become a Nascent Soul-level strongman whose methods were not inferior to theirs. With a wave, he blocked the combined attack of the two of them.
"Wushang Lake hastily said goodbye. You two are still fine." Lu Xiaotian looked at the two of them with amusement. Judging from their expressions, I am afraid they will not be much better. Piao Miao Jian Fei Not only Zhao Dexiang and Meng Rujun were terrible, but also Lu Xiaotian recalled that the sword embryo left by Master Piaomiao was now difficult to fight with his opponent, even Xiang Kuang was choked.
"What are you doing, boy? How come you are here? Have you already taken the treasure in the sea of fire? What is in your hand?" Makino Changshui stared and had no patience to listen. This sarcastic reminiscence of the past was followed by a direct question.
“Are you asking me?” Lu Xiaotian glanced at Makino Changshui. This is just a little girl who has just given birth, and there is no big difference between him and the monks in the late Golden Core stage. "Nonsense!"
“Little sister, be silent.” Fang Ling drank Makino Changshui in a low voice at this time, bowed and saluted Lu Xiaotian, “We haven’t seen each other for many years, I didn’t expect to see you here. Mr. Dongfang, didn’t Mr. Dongfang go to Xiangdu? How could he come to see the red leaves? "Mr. Dongfang, are you the alchemy master?"
Makino Changshui immediately covered his mouth. In Feiliu City, his brother The nail that Makino Nagatei encountered is something he will never forget. It's just that Lu Xiaotian took the Transformation Pill at that time and changed his appearance. Even his temperament was completely different from now. Makino Changshui has been busy breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage in recent years, and then retreating. Naturally, we don’t know that clearly about what is happening in the outside world.
But Makino Nagasui didn’t know it, but Fang Ling was a high-ranking deacon of Yunya Auction House. Coupled with some ties between Zhu Qingquan and Lu Xiaotian. Fang Ling naturally knows more than ordinary people.
"Master of alchemy?" Zhao Dexiang and Fang Rujun were shocked. They didn't expect that the silver-haired monk in front of them actually had another identity. Even Fang Ling from Yunya Auction House had to respectfully call him Mr. Dongfang. This person's identity There is no need to think too much about status, I am afraid it is far above Fang Ling. Otherwise, how could Fang Ling be called this?
"My spiritual bird was lost. I searched for it all the way, but I didn't expect to encounter this bizarre fire. As a result, my spiritual bird was burned out of its feathers, and it became a lot uglier." Lu Xiaotian didn't He ignored the protest of the little fire crow and sent it directly back to the spirit beast bag.
"Why, several people came together and attacked me, but what are their thoughts?"
"This, Mr. Dongfang misunderstood. Mr. Dongfang has a noble status, how can we treat Dongfang Sir, that's unreasonable." Makino Changting shook his head quickly.
"That's good. I thought they wanted to join forces to take away my spiritual bird. If there is nothing else, I will take the first step." Lu Xiaotian smiled lightly and was about to leave first, but Meng Rujun... His body swayed and stood in front of Lu Xiaotian. A face that was not very beautiful was now full of chills.
(End of this chapter)