Chapter 897: Ice Killing and Refining Corpse

"This group of idiots, if they are not his opponents, they won't rush forward? Now is the battle of orthodoxy among the major cultivators, and this is not the time to show off their prestige!"

Wen Changyun and the Mochizuki Immortal Cultivation Realm Nascent Soul cultivators were in a better mood, but Tiancan Xiezun and other old monsters were naturally furious, especially after seeing Lu Xiaotian beheading four late-stage Golden Core masters one after another. Get rid of that silver-haired boy.

It's just that under the pressure of the gang of old monsters on the opposite side, this kind of thought can only be thought about in the heart.

"This silver-haired boy is very ghostly. Waiting for a master of the late Jindan stage to face the sword intent, he must be very fast. He must be the top powerhouse in the Jindan stage. If he can barely fight with him, that girl from the Shui family, how about it?" With Di Yao and a few other people, we should be able to take it down. The new master of Lingxiao Palace has amazing explosive power, so we must attack together, not one after the other, otherwise we will inevitably be defeated by them one by one!"

Xie Zun Tiancan said with a gloomy face.

"That's right, you have to fight together to be hopeful. This kid's explosive power is amazing. Whether it is a long-distance attack or a close combat, he has almost no flaws at all. We can only suppress him with the strength of everyone! It's just that the two of the ancient sword sect The disciples are also very powerful, and we have to recruit another capable junior to block the two, otherwise it will be a great trouble." Another Nascent Soul monster said.

Everyone made plans again, but it was only to deal with a Golden Core cultivator. If Lu Xiaotian knew, he would definitely feel flattered.

"Since no one dares to fight, I will go and clean up those ghosts first."

Lu Xiaotian was a little surprised in his heart. In fact, the old monsters Xiao Tiannan only guessed partly right. He killed Ye Guangxun and the other four with thunderous means, and appeared in an arrogant manner. On the one hand, he was to boost Wangyue The sluggish morale in the world of cultivating immortals seems to be doing well now.

If it wasn't for a purpose, he rushed directly to kill the opponent, with Lu Xiaotian's character, how could he like such nonsense.

On the other hand, Lu Xiaotian wanted to deter the enemy cultivators and attract a large number of enemy cultivators to attack, so that he could solve them all at once. If they were too scattered, it would be inconvenient.

Now the eight-direction wind, thunder and demon formation under his feet is gradually exhausted under the crazy attack of more than two hundred refining corpses. The power of the formation formed by Yuan Ganglie, the late Jindan powerhouse, is really extraordinary. Lu Xiaotian thought to himself that it is the current one. If you fall into it by yourself, if you don't use the tenth-level monster spirit, you will never get out alive.

A large number of refined corpses were bombarded and killed by the wind and thunder power of the formation, but the light of the formation was gradually thinning. After a few battles, there were still more than two hundred. Fighting this big formation, they lost more than a hundred. There are still more than a hundred of them, and there are many powerful ghost corpses like the ninth-level peak refining corpse.

If these hundreds of refined corpses were allowed to break through the formation and rush towards the monks in Mochizuki's Immortal Cultivation Realm, the idle monks would not be able to stop them.

Since the monks of the Zhanyue League can't gather for the time being, let's take these ghosts and beasts.

After saying that, Lu Xiaotian's body fell down quickly.

"Palace master, be careful. These corpses are not easy to refine. Their bodies are not afraid of ordinary alchemy tools. They are extremely powerful. They are good at spraying corpse poison. Don't let them get on your body!"

Lei Wantian yelled in the distance, regarding Lu Xiaotian's new Master of Lingxiao Palace, after receiving the news from his ancestor, he was still a little confused. Lu Xiaotian was a junior and disappeared for so many years.

Later, after seeing the photos of the fighting skills in front of the Lingxiao Palace Mountain Gate provided by the ancestor, Lei Wantian felt at ease, and at this time, he respected Lu Xiaotian, the former junior, to the point of throwing himself into the ground. For Lingxiao Palace, which is already seriously injured, the most outstanding few of the younger generation of Jindan monks have almost all withered. Lu Xiaotian has almost represented the future hope of Lingxiao Palace, and Lei Wantian naturally does not want to Lu Xiaotian had any accidents.

It's just that Lu Xiaotian's speed was extremely fast, and he didn't seem to listen to his words at all. Seeing that Lu Xiaotian fell into dozens of corpses, Lei Wantian was so anxious that he jumped. No matter how strong an individual is, facing dozens of corpses who are not afraid of pain and swords, even if they have three heads and six arms, they can't stop them.

Not to mention Lei Wantian, even the Nascent Soul monsters on both sides were stunned at this moment.

"Isn't this kid going to die?" Even Xiao Tiannan, a madman, couldn't think of how a Golden Core cultivator could escape once he was surrounded by dozens of corpses.

"Kill him!" At this time, a man with pus dripping from his face and looking extremely terrifying was the master of the Ghost Corpse Sect. His voice was full of hatred, and he gave orders to those refined corpses.

Because of Lu Xiaotian's appearance, the more than two hundred vultures of the Ghost Corpse Sect were almost devastated, destroying the hundreds of years of savings of the Ghost Corpse Gate. , none other than Lu Xiaotian.

As for the wind and thunder demon formation, it was like a leaf in the wind, which could be broken in a blink of an eye. What could be more relieved than killing this Lingxiao Palace cultivator!

"Fellow daoists, follow me to kill the refining corpse! Palace Master Lu, approach the formation!"

Yuan Ganglie from the Ancient Sword Sect echoed loudly, fearing that Lu Xiaotian would make a mistake. At this time, Lu Xiaotian is not only the lord of Lingxiao Palace, but also the morale of the entire center line in this battle. Once he falls in the battle, It is hard to estimate the blow to the morale of Mochizuki's world of cultivating immortals. I am afraid that the battle situation will be pulled back to the original point again.

It came so quickly, Lu Xiaotian was calm, and he slapped the storage bag. The psychic thing like Haoyin gourd can only be placed in the storage bag, and cannot be stored in the body like the magic weapon of Danyuan.

A black treasure gourd emerged, and the ice mist sprayed out from the mouth of the gourd. No matter how strong Lu Xiaotian was, he would not be immune to so many Jindan-level refining corpses at close range. Naturally, Lu Xiaotian was not so crazy However, the Yin Chi ice mist inside the Haoyin Gourd is not something that Golden Core cultivators can resist.

These refining corpses are just Jindan rank corpse monsters, so it's not a problem.

"This is the Yinchi Ice Mist refined by the Nascent Soul!" Chen Henian and Chen Heyu stood up again in shock, watching the astonishing scene in front of them, the tumbling white mist instantly covered Lu Xiaotian's surroundings Covering a range of ten feet, a thick layer of ice crystals spread towards the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The air was suddenly cold, and the wind howled.

The corpse that was shrouded in the ice mist of Yinchi let out shrill and trembling cries. Even a corpse could not bear it even under such extreme cold. Fear from the bottom of his bones, it seems that the bones, which are not easy to be hurt by the alchemy magic weapon, are also creaking from the cold.