Chapter 448 Gathering

A moment later, Daoist Zhong from the Gu Poison Sect arrived. After understanding the situation at the scene, his face was also solemn. At this time, the monks of the foreign land alliance included Di Yao, who ranked first in the strength of the alliance's foundation monks, and Shan Xiong, who ranked fourth in the flying cavalry tribe. Ranked 17th, Duan Huitian of the Eagle Feather Sect, and other top monks all arrived.

At this time, the momentum of the monks in the moon-watching world is getting higher and higher.

Even if Daoist Zhong used the Desperate Gu, the strength of the foreign monks who went to the battle platform to nearly double. But it still failed to move Lu Xiaotian who was sitting in a wheelchair a little.

The third monk who went to the battle platform was a seductive-looking female nun in a pink dress, her face was covered with a light veil, and her figure was plump and graceful, which made people feel a sense of blood rushing. When the pink-skirted female cultivator stepped onto the battle platform, she didn't choose to attack Lu Xiaotian, but let out a series of silver bell-like laughter, and danced with a pair of naked slender feet, which made people's hearts sway and linger.

It was Dongfang Yi, Su Qing, Luo Qing, Wu Yan and others that Lu Xiaotian had seen, all of whom were stunning. I have a strong resistance to beauty, and I felt amazed when I first saw the girl in the pink skirt. Just touching the eyes of the girl in the pink skirt slightly made Lu Xiaotian feel dizzy for a while, but soon, Lu Xiaotian reacted Coming here, I sneered in my heart, trying to confuse him with charms, I am really courageous, if not for his spiritual sense far surpassing ordinary people, he might really have fallen for this person.

This woman may not be more beautiful than Dongfang Yi, Su Qing, Luo Qing and others, it's just that this kind of charm is a bit seductive.

The woman in pink saw that Lu Xiaotian's eyes had returned to clarity in just a flash, and when a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, a nimble sword light had already floated through the air.

The blade glow was light, but at the moment when the blade glow came out, Di Yao, Xiang Tieta, Duan Huitian, or Yuan Hao, the top monks who established the foundation, were all shocked. The blade attack was definitely only a part of the top. Only monks can comprehend it, and those who can comprehend this level of artistic conception are all top ten strong players among the foundation-establishing monks. And the sword light that Lu Xiaotian cut out is too amazing.

"The purity and strength of this son's mana is definitely not inferior to that of the fake alchemy cultivator, but his aura is definitely still in the foundation building stage. It's really strange, strange."

At this time, no matter if it was Lei Wantian, the Golden Core cultivators from the Moon-Watching Realm, or Kui Zhong, Ge Changdao and other Golden Core cultivators from foreign alliances, they were all frowning, obviously not knowing what the problem was. They didn't think about the tenth floor of the foundation building. After all, they failed to attack the golden core realm with the condensed gold core, and rushed to the tenth floor of the foundation building like knocking beans. Even if they were golden core monks, it was hard to imagine such a luxury, let alone What's more, Lu Xiaotian is just a Foundation Establishment cultivator with no background.

Seeing that the knife was afraid of being attacked, the woman in the pink dress turned pale, stretched out her hand and bit her finger, dripping a drop of blood on a pink bell. The bell absorbed the essence and blood, and shook for a while, filled with sound waves in circles, the sound of the wind chimes was particularly pleasant, and even made the monks near the battle platform look mesmerized.

The saber slashed on the sound waves from the pink bell, as if entering a muddy field, its speed gradually slowed down. In the constant sound wave cancellation, the color of the knife glow gradually faded. Seeing it lost most of its attack power.

This pink bell is a wonderful magic weapon. Lu Xiaotian narrowed his eyes slightly, but seeing the fine sweat on the forehead of the girl in the pink skirt, he couldn't help but sneered again. Even though the magic weapon is powerful, the mana consumed should not be underestimated. The Yi Nuxiu was only at the eighth level of foundation building, relying on her spells and magical weapons, she was indeed difficult to deal with, but she was unlucky to meet him. Seeing that the woman in the pink skirt was about to get away and use other means again, Lu Xiaotian cut out a saber light again. The woman in the pink skirt swallowed a Heaven Returning Pill, and at the critical moment of life and death, the Desperate Gu was activated, and the voice of the pink bell rang loudly again. Block the blade glow that Lu Xiaotian cut out again.

There was a trace of coldness on Lu Xiaotian's face, and at the same time as the ground-splitting knife cut out, his left hand covered the void. A huge ice seal fell directly from the sky. A white light flashed, and the native puppet also hit the woman in the pink skirt with a volley.

The face of the woman in the pink skirt was panicked. Although the cold desolate seal and the native puppets are already the attack power of the late foundation establishment stage, they are extremely difficult for ordinary late-stage monks, but she can calmly resolve them with a little effort, but at the moment However, he had to be distracted to deal with the knife attack from Lu Xiaotian. The cold desolate seal and native puppets, which were just minor troubles, became the last straw that broke the camel's back. The three-pronged approach has already exceeded the limit that the girl in the pink skirt can bear.

ah! The woman in the pink skirt screamed, because under the distraction, the pink cone could no longer withstand Lu Xiaotian's sword attack, and the flying pink bell hit the woman in the pink skirt. And the seal of cold desolation had already pressed down head-on, and the sledgehammer of the native puppet and the rest of the sword light fell on the woman in the pink skirt almost at the same time. When the woman in the pink skirt landed, she was already a mass of blood and flesh, without any vitality.

The huge seal of ice turned into a trace of cold air, Lu Xiaotian retracted the puppet, and withdrew the ground-splitting knife, looking calm, but he had already beheaded three people without moving a step.

The Golden Core cultivator of the Foreign Land Alliance looked ugly again at this time. The purity of mana is no match for strength, and the speed is under the encirclement and suppression of Lu Xiaotian's dual spirit, which is only shown now, and the instant ice spell. No matter how fast you are, there is a limit, and you can't escape Lu Xiaotian's encirclement tactics. The girl in the pink skirt is very charming, but the silver-haired young man in front of him is not only extremely spiritual, but also has a firm mind, and he is not moved by foreign objects at all.

"Increase the reward to three Gold Condensing Pills and increase the number of Heaven Returning Pills to twenty. I don't believe that I can beat this silver-haired young man in a wheel battle." Kui Zhong said in a deep voice.

Under the huge reward, some people will take risks soon again. After all, for one condensed gold pill, countless monks will choose to explore the dangerous place of nine lives, let alone three.

Soon another burly middle-aged man with a khaki-yellow body came out to fight. He slapped the spirit beast bag, and two huge demon rock tigers that were several feet high and made up of pieces of bare rock made a low howling sound.

The aura of this huge monster rock tiger is not weak, and it has reached the peak of the sixth order, and this kind of earth-type monster is not only extremely powerful, but also often has extremely strong defense, and this burly middle-aged man has two shots, the strength They are all such powerful spirit beasts, and they can be regarded as a strange species. After all, it is rare for most monks to cultivate a spirit beast to the peak of the sixth order without delaying their own cultivation, let alone two .

But a strange look flashed across Lu Xiaotian's face, wanting to fight more with less? He also has spirit beasts. Lu Xiaotian slapped the spirit beast bag, and in the white light, Di Kun's figure soared into the sky, waving his wings in the air, condescendingly looking down at the burly middle-aged man and the two sixth-order monster rock tigers.