The misty sword tire was stuck on it and was blocked by some. It was only the next moment that the misty sword tire had disappeared.

On the shield side, the scream has sounded. Lu Xiaotian looked intently and saw a hole in the shield.

The small shield had been directly cut by the misty sword tire. With the scream, the shield lost its vitality and fell to the ground. Lu Xiaotian was able to see the situation behind. At this time, there was a hole in the chest of the fat man in black. His head shrugged down, and a few inches tall, brownish yellow baby hurriedly escaped from the inside and fled to the transmission array. The speed was no slower than that of the mysterious nightmare ghost king.

As soon as Lu Xiaotian gritted his teeth, even in such a ghost place, his speed was no faster than the misty sword tire, and the sword tire didn't seem hostile to him.

It's a rare opportunity. Take out a small bottle directly and take the blood of the fat man in black. The blood essence of friar Yuanying is the same as the blood of demons above level 10. It is quite effective for the magic wing of the bat king.

Cheng Dexiang and other six people were scared out of their bodies when they saw the scene in front of them. They were the ancestors of Yuanying. Under the threat of death, they would also be afraid and afraid. Turn around and run like a fugitive, all of them escape into the transmission array again.

These people originally came with the mentality of taking advantage, but they never expected that this hateful silver friar would take them to such a terrible place, that is, friar Yuanying came in. Without this transmission array, they would undoubtedly die. Even the ghost family could not stay for a moment, let alone them.

But the boy who escaped the slowest still couldn't escape being strangled. When the other five saw Yu Xiaoyun, who even Yuanying was torn to pieces outside the transmission array, they felt that the air had solidified. This flying sword is so powerful!

There was still a burst of panic on the faces of the Xuanyan ghost king and Cheng Dexiang who were re transmitted to the harmless lake.

"What the hell is that huge sword? It's so terrible!" the nun ruskirt's face was still pale and had not recovered from the thrill just now.

"Who knows, it's a pity that Yu Daoyou and Hu Daoyou fell into that mysterious place. No one even cleaned up the bones."

Cheng Dexiang sighed. This time, I didn't get any benefits. On the contrary, I lost two lives, and I'm still a monk Yuanying. The loss is not big. However, Cheng Dexiang felt a little lucky. Anyway, fortunately, I finally escaped.

By the way, there's a ghost family!

After brushing several times, Cheng Dexiang and the ghost king Xuanyan stood on one side and were hostile to each other.

"This friend of the ghost clan, you seem to be very familiar with the Jindan junior. I don't know what treasure the other party took you, but it made you so angry?" Cheng Dexiang looked at the king of Xuanyan ghost.

"What are you? You dare to question me." the ghost king of Xuanyan snorted coldly, covered his injured chest and ignored Cheng Dexiang and others who were embarrassed. His eyes fell on the transmission array that had stopped running. His eyes were uncertain and black, and turned away.

If he hadn't been hurt by the misty sword tire and became angry, the ghost king of Xuanyan wouldn't mind killing these annoying guys in front of him.

"What an arrogant ghost clan, let's go back first and find the bad luck of the ghost clan when we meet the new help!" the bearded man angrily said.

"Let's go. We may not be useful for what the ghost family can use. It's a pity that we have such a treasure land." Cheng Dexiang looked at the transmission array with regret.

"Yes, if it weren't for the terrible flying sword, it would be a blessing to repair the transmission array at some cost." the Ru skirt woman also sighed faintly, but it was a pity.

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Lu Xiaotian naturally had no time to worry about the mood of these Yuan Ying friars. At this time, he quickly controlled another small bottle with his divine consciousness and collected the blood essence of this Yuan Ying friar. If he missed the village, there would be no next store.

At ordinary times, friar Yuanying is rarely seen by Lu Xiaotian. Today, he not only saw many in succession, but also two ancestors of Yuanying directly fell in front of him. Lu Xiaotian still has a dream like feeling.

It seems that although friar Yuanying is strong, he can blaspheme the boundless immortal world, which contains countless unknown dangers, as well as the secret land left by ancient friars. Even friar Yuanying, it is not strange to fall when he meets these.

The ethereal sword tire inadvertently entered the transmission array. Seeing that all the enemies in front of him left, he turned around and faced Lu Xiaotian.

Lu Xiaotian tightened his mind, but soon relaxed again. He looked at the misty sword tire in front of him calmly. This calm was not pretended, but a helpless and faster than he could do. At this time, within the scope of the misty hall, he could never be faster than the misty sword tire in front of him.

The only exit that can leave quickly is the transmission array. Not to mention that the ethereal sword tire is blocked in front, Lu Xiaotian can't go around at this time. Even if he is not blocked, Lu Xiaotian can't pass through the transmission array again. Who knows if he will meet the mysterious nightmare ghost King or other ill intentioned Yuan Ying friars when he goes out again?

In that case, in addition to accepting the reality, Lu Xiaotian really has no way.

And judging from the signs just now, the ethereal sword fetus doesn't seem to have much hostility to himself.

With a trace of luck, the ethereal sword fetus drifted to Lu Xiaotian's side. It seemed to have general vitality and uncertain throughput. Lu Xiaotian felt that the transparent giant sword in front of him was not a sword fetus, but looked at himself like a monk.

The ethereal sword embryo in front of him whispered, and Lu Xiaotian was stirred in the Dantian. The sword embryo he had refined for many years resonated with the sword embryo in front of him. Out of the body uncontrollably, but in the contrast of the misty sword embryo in front of us, it is pale.

The misty sword embryo looked at the small sword in front of him. The sword body was brilliant. Several pills and sword embryos refined by Lu Xiaotian went back and forth in the air with the misty sword embryo. Lu Xiaotian seemed to feel happy to the divine consciousness attached to the sword blade and sword embryo. It seems that the sword embryo cultivated by yourself is shuttling in this way, changing one magical sword moves in the air. The first move is the magic rain falling sword style, and there are more behind the magic rain falling sword style.

Lu Xiaotian was surprised and quickly wrote down the amazing scene in front of him for fear of leaving one of the details. At this time, his divine consciousness was attached to the sword embryo and sword pill, and his perception of this mysterious sword formula became more and more detailed.

Originally, when Lu Xiaotian entered the misty hall before, he heard a rumor that the misty venerable might be the strongest of the ancient Yuan Ying friars. When he left later, Lu Xiaotian had doubts in his heart.

At this time, he could not guess how strong the misty venerable was before. Only the left sword embryo could sweep all directions and kill the friar Yuanying, which was far beyond the level that the friar Yuanying could achieve.