Chapter 1245

Seeing the thirteen Qingyang Scorching Soul Nails, Lu Xiaotian felt a strange flash in his heart, it seems that the blue-clothed friar really regarded him as a ghost cultivator. This Wu Guiyi is really miraculous, and it will be a good cover in the future, and it is easy for the hostile monks to misjudge him.

Misjudgment against an enemy whose cultivation level is not weaker than his own is enough to become a fatal factor, not to mention there are two other people watching him.

Under the astonished eyes of the monk in blue, the ghost cultivator in coir raincoat stretched out his hand, and a silver armor wrapped his hand at a speed visible to the naked eye. palm. Then a pagoda suddenly magnified dozens or hundreds of times from the size of a sesame seed, and fell from the top of his head.

"It's not a ghost cultivator!" The middle-aged man in blue was taken aback. The aura that looked like ghosts was just a layer of camouflage.

The Qingyang Soul Burning Nails didn't work at all, and even a few of them were grabbed by the opponent with bare hands, and the other few were either knocked aside by the opponent's pagoda, or easily avoided by this seemingly ghost cultivator.

Unprepared, the middle-aged man in blue once again held out a small flag with red flames and rising vines. The small pan stood upright in front of his eyes, and a dazzling red orb in the middle of the flag burst out a red cloud that instantly covered Lu Xiaotian's demon-suppressing tower.

For a moment, the Demon Suppressing Tower actually stagnated in the air, causing some gaps in Lu Xiaotian's attack. The middle-aged man in blue was overjoyed when he saw this, and taking advantage of the time spent in the Demon Suppressing Tower, he rolled up the red banner, and his whole body merged with the small red banner, turning into an extremely dazzling red light. The red light spot is like the tip of a needle, piercing people's eyes sorely.

"Being able to deal with that powerful corpse poison demon stork really has some tricks." The green-eyed old man and the yin-yang cripple both snorted. Lu Xiaotian knew that these two people were probably in the same situation as him, because the red The small banner is a masculine thing, and it has a greater influence on the green-eyed old man and the yin-yang cripple.

"True Illusionary Ice Eyes!" The Fazhu in the dantian turned around, and a cold mana rushed straight to the center of his brows. A vertical crystal ice eye suddenly appeared in front of Lu Xiaotian's broad forehead, and suddenly opened, the eyes in front of him The red light that people couldn't look directly at suddenly dimmed.

Looking around, I saw a red flag wrapping around the blue-clothed middle-aged man who had already broken through the encirclement of the three of them, with a slightly smug look on his face, intending to leave. Unexpectedly, with a flash of fire, the middle-aged man in blue hadn't escaped very far, but the fake ghost cultivator who should have been left behind by him appeared in front of him again strangely. The pagoda flew over again.

The middle-aged man in blue was taken aback. He knew that the red flag could not trap three Nascent Soul experts who were not weaker than him at the same time, and at least it would allow him to escape for a while. The guy's reaction was so fast, he just wanted to escape, but was blocked by the other party.

"Your red banner is not bad, but it will be mine in the future." Lu Xiaotian said softly, taking advantage of the Town Demon Tower to knock the middle-aged man in blue back. Stretching forward, a python-shaped blood gang roared and rolled forward, strangling the red banner.

The middle-aged man in blue gritted his teeth, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the red banner. Immediately, the red flag was once again in full glory, and the python-shaped blood energy wrapped around it was directly shaken to pieces. However, the middle-aged man in blue had no joy on his face. Although the blood energy was broken, the other party's weird and changeable methods made him extremely uncomfortable.

In the past in the black prison, Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Kuang fought no less than a hundred times. Coupled with the opponents he encountered in the past, Lu Xiaotian gradually began to use the power of physical training to attack the enemy instead of defense most of the time. This kind of attack did not use the soul of the monster beast, but as a body repairer, he used the skills similar to the monster race to display his own combat power. Although Lu Xiaotian is only a tenth-level body repairer, he is not as good as the blue-clothed middle-aged man. This Nascent Soul mid-stage powerhouse.

But Lu Xiaotian's attacking method and body used together, but it made the people who fought with him uncomfortable. After all, to face two completely different attacks at the same time, it would be fine if he was stronger than Lu Xiaotian, but the middle-aged man in blue is not as powerful as Lu Xiaotian. It becomes more and more difficult to deal with it.

The blue-clothed middle-aged man had just broken Lu Xiaotian's python-shaped blood gang, and a gray-white ripple surrounded the blue-clothed middle-aged man.

The off-white light waves exploded, and several ferocious ox-headed monsters inside bit the middle-aged man in blue with their teeth open.

The middle-aged man in blue screamed, and a small hand like a dead branch was directly inserted into his dantian.

Lu Xiaotian's eyes turned cold, and the Zhenyao Tower directly suppressed the green-eyed old man.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, this guy's tricks are really not small, and the old man is also worried that something will happen again, so he made a deadly move, but he kind of forgot what fellow daoist said before." The green-eyed old man took the demon tower , the body slid several feet away, seeing that pagoda shining brilliantly, he couldn't help but twitched his brows, and said hastily.

"It's best like this." Lu Xiaotian retracted the Demon Suppressing Tower, stretched out his fingers and flicked, several soul arresting nets blocked the fleeing Nascent Soul of the middle-aged man in blue. The other hand took a shot, without waiting for the consent of the green-eyed old man and the Yin-Yang lame monster, it directly grabbed the small red flag in the palm of its hand.

The green-eyed old man's eyes flashed fiercely, and he exchanged a glance with the yin-yang lame monster. Both of them were not stupid, and they could see that the red flag could make the two of them almost fall into danger. It was a great treasure, although Their own skills are not the same, but the fake ghost cultivator in front of him may not be useless to the other party if he acts like this. Although they took down the blue-clothed middle-aged man, the two of them were afraid of Lu Xiaotian to a considerable extent. Just now, the two of them really followed the blue-clothed middle-aged man's way. Although they were able to protect themselves for a while, they were weak in attack. He only thought that the middle-aged man in blue would escape, but he never thought that he would be blocked by Lu Xiaotian, a fake ghost cultivator. Looking at the fight between the two, even if the two of them don't fight, the middle-aged man in blue probably won't be able to escape the trick of this fake ghost cultivator.

Lu Xiaotian didn't care about what the two of them were thinking at this time, the alliance of the three was originally temporary, with Chi Ban in front, he naturally couldn't give up, seeing it fall into the hands of the other two.

When the yin-yang lame monster and the green-eyed old man were fluctuating, Lu Xiaotian hooked his index finger in the air, and the gray net that engulfed the middle-aged Nascent Soul in blue was taken in by Lu Xiaotian, and he stretched out his hand to grab it, and the Nascent Soul disappeared.

There was a bit of joy in Lu Xiaotian's eyes, and with this Nascent Soul, he had three Nascent Souls available in his hands. The middle-aged man in blue was a middle-stage Nascent Soul, and the wind envoy of the Xiao family was even a middle-stage Nascent Soul. A good hand in. It is the Nascent Soul of Changning County King who is a little worse. The three Nascent Souls are also worthy of use.

Since the battle with the three-headed snake demon Bi Qiong, the Blood Cauldron Demon Refining Formation has been short of Yuanying, and now it has regained its deterrent power. There is no peace in this ancient tomb, so it would be great if we could collect one or two more.