Chapter 1606 Illusion
"Let me first use Fanluo True Fire to destroy all these ghost clans." Lu Xiaotian originally planned to give the little Fire Crow all the Fanluo True Fire in his body, but after a second thought, he used the little Fire Crow's ability to control the fire. It doesn't seem to matter if you have less supernatural powers, so I kept some of it for myself. It's just that even if a part of it is left, it is several times more than before. A large bluish-white Vatican True Flame emerged, and the nearby ghosts were frightened when they saw it.
Seeing so many Fanluo real fires, the little fire crow first showed joy in his eyes, and then looked solemn and solemn, but in Lu Xiaotian's eyes, no matter how serious the little fire crow was, he still looked like a Like a magic stick.
Lu Xiaotian was about to remove the phantom in front of Little Fire Crow, but he hadn't had time to do it yet. With a wave of the little fire crow's wings, the Vatican real fire in front of him was divided into three parts, turning into three birds, flying briskly in the air, and leaping towards the three true meaning level ghost attendants with incomparable agility. The eyes of the three ghost servants who were closer to each other flashed fiercely, each of them sacrificed a bone sword, and stabbed at the flying bird formed by the real flame of Vatican in front of them.
The white bone sword pierced directly on the flying bird formed by the real fire of Vatican without any hindrance. A sword pierces the heart, but this Vatican True Fire is an inanimate body, and the astonishing ghost power emanating from the bone sword can't do anything to get Vatican True Fire. The Asuka, who had been stabbed so coldly, turned into a bluish-white spirit snake, stretching the white bone sword and leaping onto the body of the ghost servant with incomparable speed.
The bodies of the ghost servants were sizzling immediately. After all, the strength of these ghost servants has reached the level of true meaning, which is far from being comparable to that of the ordinary late-stage ghost kings. It's just that the Vatican true fire that the little fire crow can mobilize has reached thirty-five. There are so many flowers. The three ghost servants couldn't hold it for long under so many Vatican real fires, so they were directly burned into wisps of blue smoke under the bluish-white real fire, and then quickly turned into nothingness.
Little Fire Crow's ability to control fire has improved compared to last time. Lu Xiaotian was amazed to see it, and also found an extremely astonishing problem, the illusion created by himself using the magic mirror was useless to the little fire crow, and did not affect its opponents at all. After looking closely, Lu Xiaotian found that there was a blue-white flame dancing in the originally black eyes of the little fire crow.
"Could it be that this is also a way of using Fanluo True Fire?" Lu Xiaotian was thoughtful, and Xiao Huoya could control Fanluo True Fire to such a degree, naturally it couldn't be better. With a movement of Lu Xiaotian's consciousness, the phantom mirror of the seven mirrors in his body flickered. In the eyes of those ghosts, or the distant human race, Xiao Huoya suddenly transformed into a giant bird with a wingspan of tens of feet. And the Vatican True Fire, which was only thirty or so, turned into a sea of flames.
Little Fire Crow gave Lu Xiaotian a dissatisfied look, it was naturally dissatisfied with Lu Xiaotian's behavior of changing its image.
It's just that although the little fire crow is dissatisfied, in the eyes of those ghost and human races, the little fire crow's momentum is extremely terrifying.
"You can transform a few more ghosts tormenting in the sea of fire. Maybe the effect will be better." Xiang Qingcheng pursed his lips and smiled when he saw the scene in front of him.
"That's true." Xiang Qingcheng just said it casually, but Lu Xiaotian took it seriously. The "Illusion and True Scripture" only introduced some general usage and cultivation methods of illusion mirrors, but how to deal with the enemy specifically, each practice The scriptures of this scriptures are all different due to their different habits and personalities of the enemy.
The magic weapon formed by the fusion of the seven mirrors is naturally not just the effect of creating illusions, but it is a magic weapon after all, and it is not easy to own even a monk who transforms the gods. Lu Xiaotian's mana at this time is far from enough to drive this magic weapon to play. How to attack supernatural powers. Relatively speaking, it is not bad to conjure up these illusions. Of course, there is no problem with teleportation, and the distance that can be teleported at this time, under the same magic power, can be several times farther than using the teleportation mirror alone before.
boom! Like oil spouting fire, the surroundings suddenly turned into a sea of flames, and dozens of ghost kings struggled in the sea of flames. Some are illusions, others are real, true and false. The little fire crow showed great power, enough Fanluo real fire fell into the hands of the little fire crow, and the speed of killing the ghost clan was even faster than that of Lu Xiaotian.
As long as you set foot on the ghost clan in the illusion, you will be affected by the illusion and become suspicious. Constantly hunted and killed by Lu Xiaotian, Xiang Qingcheng, and Little Fire Crow. Even the green armored skeleton in the distance can't help but feel hairy in his heart.
"Seventh-level Buddha!" Lu Xiaotian stretched out his palm, and the seven demon-suppressing towers directly crushed a ghost servant, and the bone sword cut by the ghost servant shot straight at Lu Xiaotian's body. Lu Xiaozai ignored it and let it go The bone sword pierced his body. Before the ghost servant had any more reactions, dozens of burning Luo real fires fell from the Demon Suppressing Tower, and when the ghost servant of the true meaning level was in a hurry, the power of the blood gang exploded, directly hitting the ghost servant's head. The incomplete ghost body lost power and fell from the sky.
The screams rang out, and it didn't take long. When it gradually subsided, the illusion opened up, and the more than forty ghost kings who had besieged Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng before, were empty at this time, only Lu Xiaotian, Xiang Qingcheng, and There are three little fire crows.
Farther away, no matter if it is a human race or a ghost race, seeing the empty airspace in front of them, the shock in their hearts is extremely extreme. It would be fine if it was the ancestor of Huashen, but the man and woman in front of him are clearly Nascent Soul cultivators , even if there is one more spirit bird, they are at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers. There were more than forty ghost kings besieging them, and they were wiped out in such a short period of time. The other party was unscathed, and even looked unsatisfied.
"Haha, you ghost clan is only capable of this." Xiang Kuang did not forget to seize every opportunity to attack the morale of the ghost clan, and was killed more than forty ghost king realm powerhouses, especially the ten ghost servants. The loss is especially heavy for the ghost clan. The gap of the ghost race was widened again. Several Feihong-class battleships took the opportunity to swarm in, and the beams of light fired by the spirit cannon kept plowing into the inner line of the ghost clan. Every time the gun went down, many ghost clans were turned into fly ash.
"Go and play by yourself, don't run far away." Lu Xiaotian ordered to the little fire crow, for the ghost clan, the fighting power of the little fire crow is much more terrifying than several big monks of the true meaning level .
"Quack." The little fire crow fluttered its wings, and the bluish-white Vatican fire surrounded its body for a while. The body turned into a faint flame.
The method of fire escape! Lu Xiaotian's pupils shrank when he saw it. This is the real fire escape method. In terms of speed alone, it is not even inferior to the ordinary ancestor of Huashen. This little fire crow really brought him enough surprises.
Whoosh, whoosh, a large number of bone arrows were shot at the little fire crow, but once they touched the bluish-white Vatican fire, they were all turned into ashes. More bone arrows flew straight into the air.
