During the pursuit, the two teams had discussed the distribution of spoils. At this time, they chased into the cave and left half of their hands outside to prevent each other from blocking them in the cave.

But they didn't wait for the good news of their teammates entering the cave. Some were just screams one after another. Before long, Lu Xiaotian flew out of it. Several people at the mouth of the cave evacuated a distance when they heard the scream inside. At this time, Lu Xiaotian shot out and just seized the opportunity to kill one of them. The other three ran away in panic.

During the chase, Lu Xiaotian killed another one. The remaining two realized that they were not Lu Xiaotian's opponents and wanted to disperse and escape. They had no chance. Before long, Lu Xiaotian caught up and killed the two friars.

A similar situation occurred several times on Lu Xiaotian's way to leave the dark demon tomb. After all, the road can't be smooth. Even once there were several people in the team who were very good at escaping. Seeing Lu Xiaotian's move, Lu Xiaotian tracked back and forth for tens of thousands of miles, and finally killed a white haired old woman with a halberd. When he put away the other party's Xumi ring, Lu Xiaotian was surprised. Hundreds of feet away, Lu Xiaotian saw a messy scene, and a piece of lingmu collapsed around. There were also messy sword marks on the mountain. There is still a little blood on the ground. With a few pieces of clothing.

Some of these sword marks seem to be left by the misty sword tire. Lu Xiaotian's face showed some dignity, and the residual breath in the air had disappeared almost completely. Lu Xiaotian reached out and stroked the spirit beast bag. The little white dog chased the spirit for a long time. These years, he held it in the spirit beast bag for too long. After venting for a while, the little white dog barked at Lu Xiaotian again.

"Well, help me see if Xiao Qiao is staying." Lu Xiaotian patted the head of the little white dog. Over the years, this guy still has such a puppy shape. I don't know whether it will always be like this or there will be other changes behind. However, he has always regarded this simple and restrained little guy as his partner, but he doesn't have much special requirements. There may be many people cultivating sword foetus, but few can get the misty sword formula. Lu Xiaotian can't speculate at this time. He can only rely on the little white dog.

"Wang Wang..." the little white dog is very intelligent. Naturally, he knows little fish Joe. He didn't know what had happened to Xiaoqiao, but he had been separated from his acquaintances for too long, and suddenly smelled the familiar smell, so he was naturally excited. Then he swayed his head and tail and landed. Xiaotian barked.

"It seems it's Xiao Qiao." Lu Xiaotian's eyes narrowed. Just from those sword marks, he can see that Yu Xiaoqiao's attainments in the sword tire are not even lower than himself, or even worse. If you put aside the suppression of the dark demon tomb on her, maybe Ye Ziyu has broken through into a combined sword repair after so many years.

"Wang Wang..." the little white dog barked at the direction in the distance, but his body could not stop shaking. It was obviously affected by the grave evil spirit in the dark demon tomb. Lu Xiaotian held out his palm, took the little white dog into his hand, injected a mana into the little white dog's body, and dispersed the grave evil spirit in his body for him.

"Don't shout, lest you disturb others. Just point out the direction for me." Lu Xiaotian told me. The little white dog understood Lu Xiaotian's words and immediately stopped shouting. His eyes were focused and looked at the northwest direction seriously.

"If you want to plant flowers, you can't bloom. If you don't want to plant willows, you meet you. It seems that you two have deep feelings." in a land that has almost been razed to the ground, only high and low stumps are left. They are cut into the trunks and branches of various spiritual trees. On the ground, the mountains and peaks in the distance are also full of gully like sword marks.

Lu Xiaotian's palm flashed white, and the little white dog was taken back into the spirit beast bag. In the distance, there were eight magic spirits rolling up and down, blue armor and blue helmets, a pair of bare arms like refined steel, and men with disheveled hair were besieging a beautiful woman in a blue dress with scattered hair and blood on her body. The more beautiful and refined the woman is, it's not Yu Xiaoqiao, that is, who else will come to Ye Ziyu.

It was eight demons who besieged Ye Ziyu. While watching, the sword on his body was faint, and the man with a rough voice sat and watched the struggle between the eight demons and ye Ziyu. The injuries of those eight demons were several times more than those of Ye Ziyu.

Ye Ziyu's breath is elegant and flexible, even more so than Lu Xiaotian.

I haven't seen it for years, but I really reached the fit state. Lu Xiaotian has different colors in his eyes, but who is the middle-aged man in blue armour? He has never seen him before. It seems that he came specially for ye Ziyu and himself.

Lu Xiaotian came to the neighborhood and hid anyway. Once he was close enough, he would be sensed by people who also practiced sword foetus, especially when the other party's realm was higher than himself. But ye Ziyu and LAN Jia almost swept to Lu Xiaotian at the same time, in no order. Lu Xiaotian was shocked. The middle-aged blue armour definitely had a sword cultivation embryo. If you want to understand this, it's natural for the other party to appear here and fight with Ye Ziyu.

"Brother Lu!" when ye Ziyu saw Lu Xiaotian, his anxious eyes suddenly turned into surprise, and a layer of fog floated in Shuiling's eyes.

"Ha ha, as expected, I heard about you two very early. Wu Changlian, the fool, spent so much energy looking for Lu Xiaotian. He took all the trouble to find Ye Ziyu, but it's better for me to wait for the rabbit." Lan Jia laughed when he saw Lu Xiaotian's appearance. He came flying towards Lu Xiaotian with big steps, stretched out his hand, and a group of competitive red fog lingered in the palm of his hand to form a flying sword and cut head-on to Lu Xiaotian. Without saying a word, point to the point.

"Brother Lu, be careful. The devil has also practiced the secret art of sword foetus. He should be the one who uses the hidden word sword formula. These eight are the devil corpses he refined with his own Devil blood. Their strength is extremely terrible." Ye Ziyu shouted to remind Lu Xiaotian while dealing with the attack of the devil corpse, lest Lu Xiaotian suffer a loss.

"I don't care." Lu Xiaotian said simply, stretched out his hand, and Fang Tianhua cut out the halberd in the air, right in the middle of the flying red flying sword. With a Ding, the flying sword condensed by the other party was scattered, and Lu Xiaotian also drifted back several feet behind him.

"Good boy, it's just an empty place. You can actually take the devil's sword. I'm afraid your attainments in physical cultivation are not under the sword embryo. You're the first person who sees the devil's achievements in other aspects surpassing kendo." Lan Jia's middle-aged eyes showed some difference.