Chapter 1415

Lu Xiaotian wandered in this warm state until this state completely disappeared. As soon as Lu Xiaotian opened his eyes, the sound of apes crying and tigers roaring flashed in his mind, and with a wave, a similar roaring sound surged out. A huge claw seemed to collapse the air.

Even without mobilizing mana, this random blow has at least increased by 40% compared with the previous strength. The image of gang sound can only be achieved by the eleventh level of physical cultivation.

Lu Xiaotian looked at his hands and his face was full of joy. Originally, with the help of ice pith moon que sand, he made great progress in physical cultivation. It's not far from the eleventh level physical training, but according to Lu Xiaotian's prediction, there should be two to three years left. But I didn't expect that this injury absorbed Huayuan stalactic milk and directly let myself break through the eleventh level. It's a big surprise. According to the records, Huayuan stalactite can not only recover the physical injury, but also make the body more tough. However, the benefits of Huayuan stalactite to the physical body are still beyond Lu Xiaotian's expectation.

"In this way, the ice pith moon que sand can save a lot. Plus the pot obtained from the broken Star Valley, it is enough to make him break through to the 12th level body repair and go up a considerable distance." Lu Xiaotian touched his chin and his face was happy.

"By the way, misty sword tire!" Lu Xiaotian put away the joy of breakthrough and remembered that his misty sword tire and the sword tire left by the misty venerable played with each other. At this time, he looked around and disappeared.

Where did his sword foetus go? Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but be a little big. Originally, he felt something about his sword foetus, but in this ethereal hall, his breath was disordered, coupled with the influence of the sword foetus left by the ethereal venerable, he lost this feeling.

This sword embryo has been refined since the beginning of Jindan. It is already one of Lu Xiaotian's most important means. Lu Xiaotian doesn't want to lose it for nothing. With a little hesitation, Lu Xiaotian began to look around for the trace of the ethereal sword fetus.

Lu Xiaotian tried his best to restrain his breath. The local space he passed was still unstable, and there were signs of collapse at any time. Lu Xiaotian had to slow down again. Fortunately, his sword foetus can also leave a faint smell all the way. People who have no less than Lu Xiaotian may not be able to feel it, but the sword foetus was refined by himself after all. Very familiar.

All the way through the mountains and mountains, halfway there was a collapse in an area with extremely unstable space. Lu Xiaotian didn't dare to directly use Yuan Ying's mana. He could only use the strength equivalent to the golden elixir period. That's why he was affected by the huge force of space collapse several times. Lu Xiaotian survived with the strong flesh of the eleventh level body cultivation. However, Lu Xiaotian was badly hurt once or twice. Fortunately, Huayuan stalactite recuperates the injury and recovers quickly.

After running for more than two thousand miles, it took Lu Xiaotian nearly half a month to change outside the misty hall. In less than an hour, Lu Xiaotian walked and stopped at this distance.

Finally, on a hillside, Lu Xiaotian saw two sword foetuses, one big and one small, wandering back and forth in the air.

"This is!" Lu Xiaotian looked at it calmly. He saw that the sword tire left by the misty venerable swayed slightly above the sky, and the scattered sword idea spread around like mercury pouring into the ground.

The scattered swords are intended to fluctuate in the air, and then converge in turn. With the sword tire as the center, the body is in all directions, and a sword tire is formed in each direction. Lu Xiaotian was surprised. He was so fashionable that he could only form an array of eight ethereal flying swords around with the power of the sword field centered on the sword tire. Powerful.

The sword foetuses left by the misty venerable in front of us, which are performing Kendo, are another eight sword foetuses.

In the twinkling of an eye, the nine sword tires ran at a very fast speed and staggered. For a time, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, and the left sword light was like interwoven into a sword net. Even if Lu Xiaotian practiced this way and saw the interwoven sword net, he couldn't help feeling a burst of scalp numbness. If you are in the absolute sword field, I'm afraid you also have death and no life.

Until the last nine swords became one, like a long whale absorbing water, it sucked the sword idea in the whole sword field into a giant sword, and cut the void forward. Lu Xiaotian immediately felt that the sky in front of him was gray. It seemed that there was only a huge sword cut out of the sky. There was an illusion that nothing could escape this sword.

"What a powerful sword!" until the sword tire left by the misty venerable disappeared from his eyes, Lu Xiaotian's mind was still the track cut by the last sword just now.

When he returned to God, there was only his own sword embryo left in front of him. The sword foetus of the ethereal venerable has disappeared.

"Where have you been?" Lu Xiaotian was puzzled, but worried that his sword fetus would be abducted again. Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand and took it back into his body.

"Not good!" he just took back the sword tire. Lu Xiaotian felt that the space here was unstable. Landslides began to appear at his feet. He jumped up and tried to avoid it.

At this time, Lu Xiaotian didn't know that Xiang Qingcheng had opened the transmission array again. After seeing the people who were driven into the transmission array by her, but for a moment, only one person fled back with his chest covered in horror.

"What's the matter with that guy now?" Xiang Qingcheng clenched his teeth and stamped his feet to escape into the array.

"Sister Qingcheng!" Lu Wushuang and Luo Qian were startled. Unexpectedly, Xiang Qingcheng dared to break in when he knew that the secret place at the other end of the array was so dangerous.

"You stay outside. Don't enter without permission. I can't take care of you." Xiang Qingcheng's voice floated into several people's ears, and her delicate body had been transmitted to the array and disappeared.

"Shit, I thought I was a hero after I broke through the eleventh level. I didn't expect it would be a burden compared with brother Lu and Princess Yuxin." Niu Kun patted his head and looked at the transmission array reluctantly. Hope to have a different result.

"What did you see when you were transmitting?" Lu Wushuang grabbed the void and shouted to Cao Dong, the only Yuanying monk who had just escaped from the transmission array.

"A flying sword, an ownerless flying sword, breaks everything. No one is the enemy of the flying sword. Three of the five of us died when we met each other. Another was dismembered by a sword before we could escape into the transmission array." the only surviving Cao Dong still had an unstoppable fear on his face.

"No, sister Qingcheng." Lu Wushuang's face changed greatly when he heard the speech. Although the strength of the five Yuan Ying friars brought from the black prison was not very strong for them, they were five Yuan Ying friars after all. One of them was killed face to face. Finally, only one person was left. He escaped by luck by relying on the transmission array. He was an extremely powerful great friar, and he could never do it.