Chapter 208

Chucha! There was a sharp voice behind him. Lu Xiaotian looked back and found that the female nun in black was caught up by the mountain monster. However, the female nun in black didn't know where to get a shell like magic weapon. The two milky shells opened and protected her in the middle. However, the shell tool still couldn't stop the sharp teeth of the mountain beast. After holding on for a moment, it was bitten to pieces, and the female nun in black was directly stabbed to death by the broken shell fragments. Looking at the sharp teeth of the mountain beast stained with blood, Lu Xiaotian looked ugly and was the second monk to be bitten to death.

Although the mountain beast was extremely large, it was not clumsy. Two foreign monks who escaped a little slower failed to escape and became their food. Fortunately, the mountain monster is too heavy to fly in mid air. As long as it is high enough, it can naturally get out of its attack range.

Lu Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief when he flew hundreds of feet away from the ground, but soon he found that it was wrong. For such a simple reason, Duan Huitian's foreign friars could not understand. Why didn't these people fly to this height?

"Not good!" a piercing undercurrent came like a raging wave. Lu Xiaotian had no ability to resist and was thrown upside down.

What the hell is this? Lu Xiaotian was angry. He felt like falling leaves in the wind. In the high altitude, it seemed calm, but there was such a powerful storm hidden. No wonder Duan Huitian, those guys would rather risk being chased and killed by mountain monsters than fly high into the sky. I think these people should have suffered a loss.

Duan Huitian sneered at Lu Xiaotian, who was hit everywhere by the storm. He was still thinking about whether to deal with this difficult guy. Unexpectedly, he was so easily cleaned up by the storm in the sky. I believe that before long, the only young friar he saw in his life will be cut into thousands of pieces by those endless sharp blades in the storm.

Lu Xiaotian didn't have time to pay attention to the schadenfreude of Duan Huitian's several foreign friars. At this time, he gritted his teeth and struggled to support in the storm. Just in the twinkling of an eye, the fierce mountain monster had no trace, or he had been rolled too far by the storm and had long been far away from there.

Whoosh... In the storm, it seems that there are sharp blades formed by golden aura flying around. If one is not careful, a wound is added to his face. The slight pain and dripping blood made Lu Xiaotian cold on his back. In the twinkling of an eye, several invisible sharp blades rolled up.

Lu Xiaotian waved the fiery rocket in his hand and defeated the sharp blades that attacked the Department. As for the sharp blades that shot at him, they cut his coat, but there were fire Jiao scales blocking it, leaving no trace.

But even so, Lu Xiaotian was very anxious. Even he could only drift with the waves in the storm and had no ability to resist. He can still protect himself in a short time. Over time, there will inevitably be omissions. However, the situation at this time has exceeded his ability, and his backup can not effectively deal with the immediate means.

The mountains and lakes below are changing rapidly, or his foundation building friar was swept too far by the storm. In the twinkling of an eye, he was tens of hundreds of miles away. Even with Lu Xiaotian's physique, he felt dizzy. Fortunately, the sharp blades formed by those invisible gold auras sometimes have more, but sometimes they don't have any, otherwise he may not be able to support them.

After more than an hour, Lu Xiaotian didn't know where he was. He just felt that the storm suddenly disappeared, and he fell from the air. Lu Xiaotian was not surprised but happy, and finally escaped the damn storm. With a little movement of the flying sword, his body recovered its balance. While suihuan fell from the air, Lu Xiaotian looked at the surrounding environment.

Looking from the air to the ground, you can have a panoramic view of the terrain. There are dozens of miles of hills with lush mountains and forests. There are not a few animals and birds, but there are only some low-level monsters, even ordinary non spiritual beasts.

On one side of the hill is the desolate Gobi with flat terrain. To his surprise, it seems to be an independent space. A gray barrier covers the place with a radius of only a hundred miles. In the high altitude, Lu Xiaotian can have a panoramic view. Only the yellow sand at one end of the Gobi rolls endlessly. Lu Xiaotian can't see far even with the use of spiritual vision.

What the hell is this? Lu Xiaotian frowned slightly. Soon, his attention was not focused on the strange environment, because more than ten shadows were flying towards him when he was on the ground.

Lu Xiaotian's heart was cold. There were not only the famous foreign friars in Jincan Valley, but also three savage beasts and four friars in Qingdan palace. It seems that the two waves of people who entered here before and after should have similar experiences, so they all came here.

"Ha ha, I didn't expect that there was another unlucky ghost. Who was it, what's the origin, and give me your name." the friar of golden silkworm Valley took the lead in catching up. A friar with a strong breath even better than Duan Huitian flew out and looked at the landing path of Xiaotian with great interest.

"Lu Yi, a monk with no fixed residence. What advice do Taoist friends have?" Lu Xiaotian was a little surprised. He thought Duan Huitian was the strongest among the monks of Jin Zhanjiao. Unexpectedly, he hid an expert in the later stage of foundation building. Presumably, this person also has some means to hide his breath, but why did the other party hide before and now expose it unreservedly?

Lu Xiaotian flashed the beautiful shadow in his mind and casually said the name. Yi is the Yi of Dongfang Yi.

As a matter of fact, Zhao Fengshan does have a hidden breathing skill, but this area is so large, with a radius of about a hundred miles. It's only a short time for the foundation building friars who can fly with their swords. Moreover, they also fought with the friars of the barbarian sect and the Qingdan palace for several times. Both sides failed to get a bargain. They have already moved their hands. Where is the need to hide their accomplishments. Zhao Fengshan is naturally too lazy to spend this effort.

"Don't dare to give advice. Just leave your life." Zhao Fengshan laughed and waved his hand. The other five friars would surround Lu Xiaotian without leaving a dead corner.

"You Taoist friends of Qingdan palace and manbeast sect, these friars of Jincan valley are Nanhuang friars. Their intention to enter our moon watching immortal world is wrong. Do you just sit idly by?" Lu Xiaotian glanced at the catching up Qingdan palace and manbeast sect friars.

The leading Baimei elder is Wen Fu, an eight storey monk who built the foundation of Qingdan palace. His strength is slightly inferior to that of Zhao Fengshan in Jincan valley. After hearing Lu Xiaotian's words, Wen Fu looked a little embarrassed and said to Zhao Fengshan, "Zhao Daoyou, although there is a struggle between Nanhuang and moon watching immortal world, at present we are all in a desperate situation. Why don't we stop the struggle and find a way out together?"

Zhao Fengshan turned his eyes and said, "Old man Bai Mei, we have made an agreement before. In order to ensure the balance of strength between the two sides, all friars who appear in this forbidden area and may break the balance must be killed. Before, you were six, and then there was one more friar. I didn't do it according to the agreement. The friars of your two factions have the upper hand in number. If there are more friars, it will be better in strength Has the final say. If you come back to the people who are watching the moon and fix the fairyland, once the balance is broken, do we not have the final say of the lives of our foreign monks? In a word, give this man to our disposal, or we will fight now, you are without me!

"I'm sorry, Taoist friend. I have a prior appointment with the monk of golden silkworm valley. There's nothing I can do." Wen Fu shrugged.

"Ask for your own blessings. I think you might as well give us your things so as not to cheapen those foreign friars." a somewhat greasy middle-aged man with a black demon antelope tattooed on his bare chest said with greedy eyes on Lu Xiaotian from time to time.

Lu Xiaotian's face sank abruptly. Even the enemies of life and death may coexist in a specific environment, but the prerequisite for coexistence is that the strength of both sides is close to each other and take what they need. Once the balance of strength tends to be broken, the prerequisite for peaceful coexistence naturally does not exist. Obviously, the friars of golden silkworm Valley understand this very well, so they are so tough. Because the number of monks in the moon watching world has gained the upper hand. If another one is still a monk in the moon watching world, the strength gap between the two sides will only widen, and they will have no room to resist. Instead, it's better to fight to death now.

Wen Fu and other six friars understand this. Their strength does not have an overwhelming advantage. Once the people in golden silkworm Valley fight for their lives, they are afraid that even if they can win, they will die. After all, they do not have an absolute advantage. They are obviously unwilling to risk falling for a person who has never met Lu Xiaotian.

The survival rule of the immortal world is always based on their own interests. These people don't have to work hard for him and the friars of jincangu. Lu Xiaotian didn't complain at all, and soon recognized the cruel facts in front of him. In order to protect themselves, these friars of the beast sect in Qingdan Palace gave him up, but they didn't help him. They also ridiculed him. If they had a chance, they must return it Go.

Among the monks in Jincan Valley, one is in the late stage of foundation building, the other is in the middle stage of foundation building, and the other is in the early stage of foundation building. His strength is enough to crush him. Even if he uses Dan yuan magic tools, he can't turn the situation around. At this time, he has no chance of winning against these people in the air.

"Boy, are you going to end it yourself, or do you want us to do it?" Zhao Fengshan has a bamboo in his mind. A boy in the early stage of foundation construction can't escape his Wuzhishan.

"The winner is unknown." Lu Xiaotian said coldly, and the imperial sword fell to the ground.

"Arrogance!" Zhao Fengshan's five golden silkworm Valley friars laughed without getting angry. This is simply the funniest joke they have ever heard. A friar in the early days of foundation building dared to talk to Zhao Fengshan, an expert in the later stage of foundation building. If it was not a dead duck's mouth, or his brain was confused.

Without Zhao Fengshan's orders, the four friars of jincangu hurried after him. They had been trapped in this inexplicable ghost place for several days. They were so bored that they saw a plaything. They didn't take Lu Xiaotian's threat seriously, but held a somewhat teasing attitude.

"Boy, die." a black faced and tall monk of jincangu rushed to the front and hit Lu Xiaotian's head with a three edged green mace in his hand. He made up his mind to kill the boy first. Even if the big head's benefits were to be taken away by Zhao Fengshan, he, as the most powerful person, would get more benefits than other fellow monks.

Looking at each other's loose formation, people with a little brain know that these people don't pay attention to him at all. The cost of any belittling the enemy is huge. Lu Xiaotian sneered. One is divided into two.

The middle-aged man as like as two peas in front of him, who was in the same way, could not tell the truth from what he had done. It was a curious thing. It was quite similar to the magic mirror of his brother in the two days. Only the four sides of the mirror had more copies than the people in front of him. Waves come.

After a disdainful smile, the black faced middle-aged friar hit one of them, Lu Xiaotian.

This guy had good luck. He chose one of the two and let him choose the real body. Lu Xiaotian looked fierce and offered the centipede puppet. As soon as the centipede puppet came out, he immediately shook his head and tail and spit out a huge column of light, which was equivalent to the full blow of the friars in the early stage of foundation construction. It was not too much trouble for the smooth middle-aged, but he had to distract himself to resist.

Lu Xiaotian's face was expressionless. He put away the blazing fire sword, spread it in his palm, and a crystal red long bow appeared in his hand.

Bow and arrow!

The black faced middle-aged monk looked at the bow and arrow in Lu Xiaotian's hand in horror. When the bow and arrow were separated, he didn't feel very powerful, but when they were combined, a violent and fierce fire Jiao breath rose up. With his cultivation, he didn't have the confidence to stop an arrow.

"A complete set of fire is a Dan yuan bow and arrow!" the black faced middle-aged looks like earth. I knew Lu Xiaotian was so powerful that he wouldn't rush so fast. Even if Zhao Fengshan wants to take this arrow, it will not be easy. Not to mention him, a Dan yuan magic weapon can enable the friars in the early stage of foundation construction to surpass the level and face the middle stage. The combined magic weapon of huojiao bow and arrow is much more powerful than the general Danyuan magic weapon.

"Don't be afraid, younger martial brother Zhang. If we restrain this person, we won't make him attack you with all our strength." another tall middle-aged woman looked dignified. After Lu Xiaotian's shadow split was broken up by her fellow disciples, she raised her hand and played two blue light Zhanzhan poison darts. The strange poison on them sealed her throat. Even if the friars in the later stage of foundation building had no antidote, they would not be spared. The other two disciples at the early stage of foundation construction also killed swords one after another, swept their swords and cut to Lu Xiaotian one left and one right.

"A complete set of Danyuan magic weapons!" even if it was high above the sky, Zhao Fengshan, who was originally in the mentality of watching the war, reacted at the first time. The imperial sword rushed towards Lu Xiaotian like thunder and lightning, and shouted, "everyone, do your best to kill this person in the shortest time!"

"No, let this man take the lead." Wen Fu patted his thigh and said regretfully.