A considerable part has also been rolled up to the edge of the rift valley. Waking up, the low-level mosquito demon recovered some divine consciousness. Without the control of the blood crying mosquito demon, he began to attack all the creatures in the south. Terrans, monsters, or low-level monsters.

A large number of mosquito demons were killed, but the death of these mosquito demons just fell early. Even if they were not killed, they would die soon because their life potential was exhausted. There are also some low-level monsters, or the human race with weak strength is seriously injured or even sucked dry blood under the siege of these demon mosquitoes. The so-called immortals fight and mortals suffer. There is no more obvious example in front of us. Lu Xiaotian and the blood sucking mosquito demon have only reached the fitness level, but there is no big difference between these low-level monsters and fairies.

"Brother Lu has never seen or heard of the magic power he has cultivated." at this time, he Yunzi is not the only fit old monster watching the war. The strong enemy rushed to the Mountain Gate of crack wind gorge, and Lu Xiaotian started with people. Ye Ziyu could not meditate, but she didn't like to see the blood crying mosquito demon. She was also very disgusted with Jin Peng's behavior and didn't bother to show up now.

"It's only a short time since he reached the Jin level. His magical powers can reach such a level. Lu Xiaotian's cultivation skills are really extraordinary." in addition to Ye Ziyu, Nan Chendu has also arrived nearby, but he also wants to take the opportunity to see Lu Xiaotian's strength. Therefore, it has not been hidden for the time being.

"It seems that even if he can't become the king of four grade pills in the future, Lu Xiaotian is definitely worth winning over." Nan Chendu holds his chest with both hands and his eyes flicker. At present, Lu Xiaotian's potential has surprised him inexplicably. And for Lu Xiaotian, he knows a lot more than the blood mosquito demon. In particular, the dragon pattern ghost Nong's nest and his party, even Wu Changlian couldn't open the thick stone gate, so they had to turn back and ask him and his mother.

Although Wu Changlian didn't say much, everyone knew that Lu Xiaotian had opened the stone gate and left. When you think about their performance in the dragon pattern ghost Nong's nest, whether they are mentally or grasp the opportunity, even the old monsters can't be picky. Even if any of them were in the virtual realm of God, they were far from what Lu Xiaotian was at that time.

At this time, looking at Lu Xiaotian, Nan Chendu felt that he should not regard him as an ordinary friar in the early stage of the fit state. With his amazing potential, I'm afraid his cultivation will never end in the early stage of the fit state.

The Kung Fu that Nan Chendu was thinking about at this time suddenly surprised his face and found a strong divine thought sweeping around.

"Which old monster is coming?" just now, the idea was that Nan Chendu also had some shocking feeling, that is, the powerful mother of Mingshen inchworm didn't give him this sense of oppression.

What Nan Chendu doesn't know is that the master of this idea is Lu Xiaotian who fights with the blood mosquito demon. Because Lu Xiaotian fought with the blood crying mosquito demon, he was restrained a lot of attention. Otherwise, his peeping at Nan Chendu would not be found by Nan Chendu so easily.

The eagle's body is a strange beast, and its wings vibrate like Kunpeng soaring to the sky. The countless low-level mosquito demon group was broken by Lu Xiaotian in this way.

The blood crying mosquito demon opened his mouth unsightly, and a fist sized red crystal prism appeared in front of him. The red crystal prism was originally his killer mace when Lu Xiaotian was trapped by mosquitoes. At this time, he had to sacrifice in advance and lost his abruptness as a killing move.

"Ho!" the blood crying mosquito demon snapped, and a mouthful of blood essence vomited on the red crystal prism. The halo of the red crystal prism suddenly appeared and suspended to the top of the blood crying mosquito demon. Suddenly, a red light was refracted in the prism, and the electric light and flint hit Lu Xiaotian's chest.

Lu Xiaotian stood in the void on the back of the eagle beast, and there was no movement. He saw the eagle beast beast's bear mouth open and spit, and a ball of purple and gold blood cells hit the red column of light.

With a buzzing sound, a mass of blood light burst out and, together with the red light column, turned into a light wave to impact around.

At the same time, the red crystal prism on the head of the blood crying mosquito demon is full of evil spirit. Red light columns are refracted inside. Every time they are refracted, the evil spirit will be strong for a few minutes. Several red light columns are played out in succession, but this time these red light columns do not come in a straight line. Two of them bypass a circular arc in the air, like two red rainbows, which are very beautiful in the air.

Lu Xiaotian's body floated back for a while. The six bear faces of the eagle were not like an exotic animal. As soon as the wings vibrated, he shot forward, clawed and covered the wings, and blocked all the red light columns.

But at this time, Lu Xiaotian frowned and found that the breath of eagle and beast was not too stable in this fierce battle. Usually with Lu Xiaotian's eyesight, I can't see it. But in this fierce battle, Lu Xiaocai found that the six melting souls he had been practicing still had many disadvantages. The refining of the demon God is not complete. It seems that this sentence is not only useful to ordinary people, but also to those immortals. In contrast, the elephant nosed beast is better.

During Lu Xiaotian's cultivation, he was not familiar with all kinds of demons and gods, which naturally caused this gap.

Heyunzi's originally frowned eyebrows showed. At this time, Lu Xiaotian behaved like a monk who had not been in the state of Jin. He was really good at cultivating this kind of magic power, but he was not as proficient as the red crystal demon prism controlled by the blood crying mosquito demon. It's not obvious at the beginning of the fight. Once the fighting method becomes white hot, some disadvantages will be exposed one after another because they can't bear too much pressure. If the blood crying mosquito demon is cruel enough, he should take advantage of it to expand the victory. If he has a chance, it's not too much to hurt the killer.

A fierce look flashed in the eyes of the blood crying mosquito demon. Crane Yunzi could see it, and he, the old demon, could see it naturally. The red crystal demon prism is that he condensed the essence blood absorbed by countless demon mosquitoes in the blood mosquito ground fissure into crystal, and cultivated it in the blood mosquito ground fissure for thousands of years. Only by cooperating with his skill can he have this great power. If it hadn't been for this time to explore Lu Xiaotian's deficiency and reality and prepare for the possible situation, the blood crying mosquito demon wouldn't be willing to take out the red crystal demon prism. After all, taking it out once would have consumed decades and nearly a hundred years of cultivation.

Even the blood crying mosquito demon will not use his magic weapon easily.

Within the prism of the red crystal demon, more than ten straight or curved red light columns suddenly appeared again, attacking the eagle and other animals. On the other side, the elephant trunk beast holding the Fang Tian painted halberd is also fighting with the pair of tusk shaped magic weapons.