The monster saw Lu Xiaotian forced out, and a sneer flashed in his eyes. Countless green vines beat madly, like demons dancing. Fortunately, the eight flying swords also blocked these green vines.

"Something's wrong!" Lu Xiaotian stopped these vines just now. Although the attack of the cane is also fierce, it's unrealistic to break the interception of the misty flying sword. Does the monster have any backhand?

Lu Xiaotian was thinking about it when he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart and a great crisis came. After the mid-term of Yuan Ying in the Jin Dynasty, Lu Xiaotian's yuan God has been greatly improved and has a stronger sense of crisis. But even now, his original spirit has been above the ordinary big friars and noticed something wrong, but he can't find out what kind of means the other party uses.

Neither Yuanshen nor his eyes could see it, but the feeling of palpitation was getting stronger and stronger, and the other party's attack was as fast as lightning.

"True magic ice pupil!" the Dharma beads in the Dantian flashed, and a cold mana passed through the Dharma beads to the center of the eyebrows. At the center of the eyebrow, a vertical eye suddenly opened.

When the monster saw the third eye pupil suddenly appeared in Lu Xiaotian's eyebrows, he couldn't help but look sluggish, but it soon became cold again. The third eye came strangely. It seems that the Terran friar in front of him is not an idle person, but now he is about to succeed. Let alone the other party can't find it. What can he do even if he finds it?

As far as Zhenhuan Bing Tong could see, two tentacles that could not be found by the naked eye were rolling left and right towards Lu Xiaotian. The two vines were transparent and covered with many sharp thorns like teeth. It has crossed the defense circle of the misty flying sword. At this time, it is only a few feet away from Lu Xiaotian. The monster planned to wait for this moment.

Even for a big monk, it is impossible to avoid at such a close distance.

"Let's see how powerful the means the monster relies on." Lu Xiaotian snorted, his hands arched from left to right, fished in the void, and a layer of ancient silver armor on his palm quickly formed two fist sets. Protect Lu Xiaotian's hand tightly.

"Woo -----" the monster made a long whine like a conch. There was an unprecedented anger in the sound. It was hard to believe that the Terran broke his must kill strike so easily.

The green vines dancing around are still fierce in the air with the misty flying sword. It's hard to distinguish up and down for a time.

Chi..... The two long transparent whiskers pulled by Lu Xiaotian are like sharp needles, which are tied on the boxers formed by Ruyi Zhanjia.

Countless transparent and crystal like white spider silk gushed from the spikes of the transparent long beard. In the twinkling of an eye, a huge white cocoon was formed, which completely banned Lu Xiaotian.

The white cocoon formed so fast that Lu Xiaotian had never met such an opponent. Naturally, he was a little unprepared.

This white cocoon can isolate divine consciousness. Once a white cocoon is formed, the eight ethereal flying swords suddenly lose contact with Lu Xiaotian.

Lu Xiaotian's surprise was very important. The monster's means are really hard to prevent. Fortunately, although the ethereal flying sword is important to him, it is not essential. Even if he temporarily loses this set of sword array, his combat power will not be reduced much. However, the huge white cocoon must be broken immediately. Otherwise, for a long time, the divine knowledge attached to the misty flying sword will become a tree without roots and a source of water. It will soon be consumed in the fierce battle. Once it is lost or badly damaged by the monster by other means, it will take a lot of trouble to refine it again. Lu Xiaotian doesn't want to waste his time on such things.

"Demon Tower!" at this time, Lu Xiaotian didn't leave his hand. Once the ethereal flying sword lost contact, Lu Xiaotian immediately used another set of psychic magic tools.

The rapidly expanding demon tower broke the white cocoon on the side of Lu Xiaotian's body. The white cocoon can isolate the original God. It's very good, but the white cocoon is not particularly tough, otherwise it won't go against the sky. It is also a matter of moments for a monk to be defeated and die because he unexpectedly isolated people's divine consciousness and cut off the connection between the monk and psychic magic tools.

The monster was also surprised when he saw Lu Xiaotian break out of his cocoon. Although his cocoon defense formed by forbidden God silk is not the top, if he wants to break it, ordinary psychic magic tools should not be so fast. The other side's flying swords were really powerful, but he separated these flying swords from his master with forbidden silk. It was a toothed tiger, which flew to one side directly with its rattan leap like tentacles. Just waiting to cast a spell to hurt one or two of these flying swords, unexpectedly, the monster's idea had just risen, and Lu Xiaotian had broken out of his cocoon. There's no time to implement it.

Seeing that his ethereal flying sword was pulled away by the other party's cane like a scattered soldier, you ge was everywhere. Lu Xiaotian was a little relieved. When he broke the ban, he regained control of the ethereal flying sword. Eight flying swords flew into Lu Xiaotian's sleeve and disappeared.

"The ban of silkworm Yang!" the monster spits out words. The white cocoon that was broken by Lu Xiaotian was scattered and exploded. It burned without fire and turned into dazzling white light. In an instant, the dazzling white light shrouded all around. Without warning, Lu Xiaotian's eyes suddenly couldn't stand the shining white light. Close your eyes, there is also a vast expanse of white in front of you. The real magic ice pupil opened again, and the white light in front of him attenuated, but the monster was ready. When he opened his mouth and vomited, a white pearl surfaced, and white light bloomed from the inside, stabbing at Lu Xiaotian's real magic ice pupil.

At this time, the real magic ice pupil was also blinded by the white light in front of him. He can no longer play his previous role. Fortunately, the two transparent extension vines are still under Lu Xiaotian's control. But Lu Xiaotian is a little worried that the other party still has the same means. If he can't guard against it, everything will stop.

But at this time, even the real magic ice pupil was suppressed by the monster pearl, and Lu Xiaotian didn't have a good way for the time being. Of course, although the other party's means are powerful, Lu Xiaotian has not reached the end of the mountain and water.

Seven Town demon tower town guarded Lu Xiaotian's body, without a dead corner. The spirit light on the town demon tower was in full swing and connected into one piece. The Vatican spirit fire surged out and blocked the four sides. At this time, it is true magic ice pupil. For the time being, it is useless. Even if the other party has other creepers that can't be detected by the naked eye, he just needs to enter the area guarded by the seven Town demon towers. There will be changes in the fire of the Vatican spirit, that is, he can't look directly at it, and Lu Xiaotian is enough to protect himself. After a long time, he didn't believe that the other party's pearl could always prevent his real magic ice pupil.