Chapter 759 The Confrontation of Nascent Soul Cultivators
"It's a pity." When Lu Xiaotian saw that the powerful demon eagle was cut in half by the black wheel, and a large amount of blood was sprinkled from the air, he felt uncomfortable. If he could get the blood, he probably would I can escape for a while.
This Nightmare Ghost King is really too strong. He first killed a green-robed old man in the Nascent Soul stage, and now he killed a monster bird above the tenth rank. The point distance is insignificant to the Nightmare Ghost King.
After half a year, the other party can find him tens of thousands of miles away, not to mention the moment in front of him. Lu Xiaotian was secretly a little annoyed, he would not have killed that Xuanyin if he had known earlier, although this guy is a little hateful, but he caused too much trouble, killing that guy, in addition to getting some unused ghost clan items, there are also those The mysterious and unpredictable Yin-eating ghost wheel does not do much good.
The one who could really come in handy was Fayi the Bat King. At that time, the more reason for killing Xuanyin was probably because of the threat posed by the other party. I didn't expect to provoke a bigger one now.
The Heitian Mountains were galloping under his feet, and Lu Xiaotian faintly saw a black bear demon standing upright on the top of the mountain, with a bear head and a human body, looking at it indifferently with two eyes, Lu Xiaotian was startled, walked around a bit, and did not dare to leave his territory However, the Nightmare Ghost King behind him seemed to be a little afraid of this monster, not as arrogant as before.
It's a pity that there was no fight, Lu Xiaotian curled his lips and fled desperately all the way. I don't know how long it has been flying, but in the distance, there is a mountain that looks like a blood lion standing proudly among the undulating green mountains, Lu Xiaotian was overjoyed immediately.
Blood Lion Mountain has finally arrived, where the Yunya Auction was held. As always, there are many guards in the Blood Lion City, patrolling back and forth, and there are many Jindan and Foundation Establishment monks, but compared to when the Yunya auction was held, the number of people is much smaller.
"Hey, something passed by here just now." A young foundation-building cultivator in spiritual armor felt a gust of wind blowing, faintly tinged with blood-red light. Turned around, but found nothing.
"No way, why didn't I see anything, Hu Qin, you've been making excuses to be lazy these days, don't go too far. Otherwise, your second uncle can't protect you. Don't just steal and play tricks in Xueshiling people."
The leading old man glanced sternly at Hu Qin, the young man who had just spoken out.
Hu Qin's face turned blue and red, but he couldn't find words to refute.
Lu Xiaotian folded his wings, and looked behind him worriedly. The Blood Lion City is still the same size. There are tens of thousands of monks here. The Nightmare Ghost King should not dare to commit crimes. Although the blood essence in the Bat King's Wing can still support For a while, but running away like this is not an option. There will always be a time when it will be exhausted, and if this continues, I am afraid that I will have to escape to Wushang City.
"Hey, this fellow daoist is very familiar, but I'm from Blood Lion City?" A one-armed man who set up a stall looked at Lu Xiaotian in surprise and said.
"Uh, not from Blood Lion City, but I've been here before." Lu Xiaotian said.
"Oh, I have a lot of monster materials here, as well as ancient spirit grass, spirit wood, and various ores for refining precious magic weapons. Do fellow Taoists need anything?" The one-armed man suddenly lowered his voice.
"Really? I heard that this period of time is not peaceful, Blood Lion City is an exception, but I don't know if the ancestor of Blood Lion is here, otherwise, if a powerful demon cultivator comes, we will have no time to escape What?" Lu Xiaotian squatted down, casually looking at the monster materials on the booth. Naturally, his attention was not on these materials, but he took the opportunity to talk to the other party.
"You haven't been here for long, so you don't have to worry about it. The ancestor of the blood lion has been practicing all these years. The reason why the ancestor of the blood lion built the fairy city here is because of the unique conditions here, which are conducive to blood. There is nothing special about the cultivation of Patriarch Lion, and he will not leave easily." said the one-armed man.
"In addition to the Blood Lion Patriarch, are there other powerful Nascent Soul Patriarchs in this Blood Lion City?" Lu Xiaotian asked again. The Dark Nightmare Ghost King is indeed fierce, and the ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators are no match at all. If there are several Golden Core cultivators in Blood Lion City, their chances will naturally increase greatly.
"I'm not quite sure about this. Hey, do you still want the things?" The one-armed man saw that Lu Xiaotian was just asking questions, looked left and right, and didn't show any intention of asking for things, and his expression was not very good immediately.
Being seen, Lu Xiaotian gave a wry smile, and was about to put down his things and leave. Suddenly, Lu Xiaotian's body froze, and a dark cloud had drifted from afar. Wherever he passed, monsters ran, and spirit birds fled in fright. There are also a large number of monks who looked up in horror.
Those low-level foundation-building monks, and even some Qi-refining monks were directly overwhelmed by the huge evil pressure and could hardly breathe.
Lu Xiaotian was nervous for a while, ready to sacrifice Bat King Fayi to run away again at any time. Seeing the dark cloud getting closer and closer, Lu Xiaotian was secretly worried, why the Blood Lion Patriarch didn't move at all, maybe he wasn't there, or he didn't dare to come out.
Forget it, let's just leave and go to Wushang City first. Seeing that the cloud was about to come to the top of his head, Lu Xiaotian didn't dare to let it go any longer. is about to leave. An old voice sounded from the core area of Blood Lion City.
"Where is the Ghost Cultivator, unexpectedly so bold, trespassing on the old man's blood lion city."
Amidst the old voice, a ray of blood soared into the sky. Amidst the radiance of blood, a thick man with flaming long hair that reached his shoulders, standing like a lion's fur, looked like a middle-aged man, younger than his voice. Many, under its seat is a giant blood-red lion, baring its teeth and claws. He didn't stand in front of the dark clouds, but he seemed quite afraid.
One blue and one blue again, two rays of light flashed, a man and a woman, and two monks in white robes with fluttering sleeves appeared beside the Blood Lion Patriarch.
It's the ancestor of the blood lion. Looking at the breath of the blood lion under that seat, it is at least a tenth-level monster. There is also a pair of middle-aged men and women who can face the Xuanmai Ghost King directly. Lu Xiaotian was overjoyed, and escaped all the way here, and finally he was able to catch his breath.
"It doesn't look like an ordinary ghost cultivator, but this aura actually looks like an orthodox ghost clan. The Heitian Mountain Range has not seen a ghost clan infested for hundreds of years. I didn't expect that this time there would be a powerful character. "The man in white said in a cold voice.
"Let's stop talking nonsense, the old man mobilized the crowd this time, only to find a boy from the human race. At this moment, it is convenient for you to step aside in this small town of yours and let the old man take that boy away. Everyone will live in peace."
A dark cloud the size of an acre stopped in the mid-air only a dozen miles away from the Blood Lion City, and two green eyes floated up from the cloud, their eyes cold.
Lu Xiaotian's heart tightened, and he quietly took a few steps back. If the blood lion patriarch handed him over in fear of the opponent's power, there would be no place to cry, and it's not suitable to stay here for a long time.
