Chapter 2132

Since the speed did not play to the maximum, it was naturally a good thing for Lu Xiaotian who ambushed. At this time, the blood crying mosquito demon, which was not far from the entrance of the dark demon tomb, became more and more careful, but suddenly felt an unparalleled huge pressure enveloped.

"This is!" the blood crying mosquito demon was shocked. He had walked in the chaotic demon domain for so long and had never met anyone with such a terrible momentum. This momentum is far beyond the medium term. Such a strong man is by no means comparable to him. At this time, the momentum of the blood crying mosquito demon has been weak for a few points. Is it because the information provided by Wu Changlian is wrong? Isn't Lu Xiaotian alone? The blood crying mosquito demon didn't worry about Wu Changlian cheating him. If he really knew that there was such a powerful old monster around Lu Xiaotian, Wu Changlian would be crazy and would never dare to light the tiger's beard.

At this time, let alone the blood mosquito demon, Wu Changlian, who chased the eagle, was also shocked. I don't know what happened and how such a powerful idea appeared out of thin air.

The blood crying mosquito demon was shocked to the ground. A flying sword appeared out of thin air. The flying sword was floating and dusty. Not far from the entrance and exit of the dark demon tomb, the dusty smell of the misty flying sword was particularly eye-catching.

"Misty flying sword!" Wu Changlian's attainments in kendo are higher than Lu Xiaotian. When he fought with Ye Ziyu, he was also very familiar with misty flying sword. Naturally, he could recognize the smell of this flying sword.

"Fortunately, it's not really an old monster in the later stage of integration." seeing the misty flying sword suddenly appeared, the blood mosquito demon was greatly relieved. At the later stage of the fit, he didn't have the slightest idea to stay. He had already run away.

When the blood crying mosquito demon opened its mouth and vomited, a red crystal demon prism the size of a fist flashed out in a demon light. The blood sucking mosquito demon vomited its blood essence on the demon prism. Suddenly, the red crystal demon prism flew over and over. A red light was refracted several times in the mirror. Each time, the power increased abruptly. Finally, it turned into a red light column and hit the misty flying sword head-on. The red crystal demon prism has been in the old nest for nearly a hundred years since the last fight with Lu Xiaotian in the crack wind gorge. It has been supported by the blood essence of future generations of the ethnic group. It not only makes up for the last consumption, but also has great power.

Although the ethereal flying sword is very sharp, Lu Xiaotian's breakthrough time is still short. After the breakthrough, he came to look for ye Ziyu. It's only about a year and a half. Although the yuan God is strong, his foundation in mana is not stable. After the confrontation with the red light column, he didn't get any cheap. On the contrary, the red light column pressed down and forced the ethereal flying sword to retreat.

"It's just a strong man, but it's so." the blood crying mosquito demon could already feel that the ethereal flying sword was weak, and he was afraid and laughed loudly.

After separating two magic spirits, the mana consumption is very large, otherwise the misty flying sword will not be so bad. Lu Xiaotian frowned. No matter how powerful the ethereal flying sword is, it also needs mana infusion. Otherwise, the most powerful magic power has become a source of no water, just like the ethereal flying sword at present.

But it's not a big problem. Relatively speaking, his most reliable means at this time is not the ethereal flying sword. In the laughter of the blood crying mosquito demon, a square sky painting halberd is like breaking the sky, with the potential of opening the sky. It carries the rolling wild breath and cuts through the air. The sound waves are mixed with the roar of countless exotic animals. Fang Tianhua cut off the halberd, and the blood field was overwhelming. Countless blood animals rushed in the blood field. In the twinkling of an eye, the blood crying mosquito demon became the cusp of the storm in the blood field.

"Lu Xiaotian! It's really you." the blood crying mosquito demon screamed. It was too late to be angry. Why did Wu Changlian fail to hold Lu Xiaotian down, but let him become Lu Xiaotian's first target.

The wings of the blood crying mosquito demon oscillated. Suddenly, a sickle shaped green blade appeared on his head. The green sickle flew into the air and met Fang Tianhua halberd. With a clang, the concussive magic and evil spirit immediately set off a startling wave, which made the wind and cloud stir around. The trees within a radius of tens of miles were suddenly uprooted and thrown into the air, shaking the whole place in chaos. The near ones are directly crushed by the mixed waves.

"After the first World War of split wind gorge, you really have some strength. I underestimate you." Lu Xiaotian stood in the air with a look of surprise in his voice.

"Do you think only you can grow strong?" the blood crying mosquito demon snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and put a finger on the green sickle. The green sickle turned into a circular arc and fought with Fang Tianhua halberd in the air in a twinkling of an eye.

"Strength is strong, but it doesn't have a long memory. I have to mention you again." Lu Xiaotian's voice was indifferent. At the end of his voice, people had suddenly disappeared from the blood crying mosquito demon, leaving only rippling ripples in place.

"Illusion?" the blood crying mosquito demon was suddenly surprised. His strength was more refined than that of the last fight. But Lu Xiaotian was more refined and his means were very strange. Fortunately, the two blood colored monsters he had fought with were not there, otherwise he would lose the battle if he couldn't resist.

Even so, the blood crying mosquito demon had to deal with it carefully. The blood mist was swirling, and in the mist, countless black-and-white spotted demon mosquitoes with a length of about ten feet fluttered out. A water like ripple appeared in the air. The ripple swung open, and suddenly Lu Xiaotian, who had disappeared, appeared again.

A snake like roar suddenly sounded. Lu Xiaotian waved his left hand, and a huge ice Python plate formed by the integration of the power of blood gang and the spirit of ice Python extended for more than ten miles and hissed at the blood crying mosquito demon. Where the giant ice Python passed, those small black-and-white spotted mosquito demons went to bite the winding giant ice Python one after another. Just as he touched the side of the giant ice python, he was directly shattered into nothingness by the crazy ice python.

This giant ice Python is a magical power exerted by Lu Xiaotian after using the soul melting method. It is not so easy to dissolve. A large number of mosquitoes keep coming to drag the trace of the giant ice python. The huge tail of the ice Python is thrown fiercely.

Although the blood crying mosquito demon avoided the key, it still didn't completely avoid the blow. In a sad scream, the blood crying mosquito demon was whipped out of the air for more than ten miles.

"Your life is great." Lu Xiaotian's skill moves. In the white light, the ice Python becomes invisible, and the Fang Tian painted halberd is also taken back by Lu Xiaotian. The ethereal flying sword carries Lu Xiaotian into a spiritual light, gives up the blood crying mosquito demon and flies away to the dark demon tomb. The blood crying mosquito demon is no longer his opponent, but his strength has increased a lot in recent 100 years. If you want to kill him completely, this guy is also very cunning if he avoids the war wholeheartedly. He can't do it for a while and a half.