Chapter 2672

The bloody bear was crushed by the mountains, but the mountains formed by smoke were not at all. The mountains seem to come from a distant void, with no root and no end.

Lu Xiaotian's body retreated sharply to the flank. Although the old monster of Wushan didn't arrive, his strength was by no means ordinary and comparable in the later stage. If he arrived, he would be unable to leave at that time.

At this time, when the two talents fought, Lu Xiaotian felt great pressure. He didn't go at this time, but when to wait. As for the way back, Lu Xiaotian had already thought about it. When he was forced and helpless, he went to the dark demon tomb. At the beginning, Lu Xiaotian had this plan to go deep into the hinterland of the demon army. But he saved Luo Ping'er, and the situation did not deteriorate beyond his control.

Even if the Wushan old monster is really right to kill him, as long as he enters the dark demon tomb before the other person's master arrives, there is still a glimmer of vitality. It's just the red moon desert. I'm afraid I can't go back for a while. With the status and identity of Wushan old monster, he won't go to the red moon desert to vent his anger on others.

"This boy is a good means." seeing that Lu Xiaotian easily took his blow, the old monster of Wushan didn't say anything about it. He still has enough ability to retreat. It seems to be defeated, but in fact there is no damage. His blow was not something ordinary people could take.

The Wushan old monster's divine awareness moved, and the floating clouds in the void burst to form a single peak, which was directly pressed down from Lu Xiaotian's head. It came so fast that people could not avoid it.

Lu Xiaotian stretched out his palm and directly held the bottom of the peak, whizzing... Twelve mysterious fire flying needles spit out from the palm. The amazing penetrating power of XuanHuo flying needle directly penetrated the single peak.

In the twinkling of an eye, the single peak was riddled with holes under the puncture of XuanHuo flying needle. Lu Xiaotian's palm mana vomited, and the single peak scattered and turned into clouds again.

Originally, Lu Xiaotian was not too far away from the eagle, turtle and demon. Lord Ji Yuan and his party were not too far away, but Lu Xiaotian's cultivation was above these people and deliberately hid his body. These people could not be aware of it. But at this time, the fierce struggle is rising. These people are not deaf or blind. They can't feel the violent fluctuation.

The vast and refined mana fluctuation and the breath of non xiangxuan fire make the vulture, turtle and demon, master Ji Yuan and his party turn pale.

"The smell of non phase XuanHuo is that King Lu Dan is fighting with others. It seems that the strength of that man is still above King Lu Dan." Ji Yuan said in a deep voice.

"Ji Yuan knew King Lu Dan's means? Besides, isn't King Lu Dan always in the chaos demon domain? Why did he suddenly appear here?" Xuan Zun was surprised.

"King Lu Dan's nonphysical XuanHuo divine power comes from Buddhism and is better than Buddhism. I've heard of it many times in the chaotic demon domain." master Ji Yuan said.

"It seems that the momentum of the person who started it is not under King Lu Dan. With King Lu Dan's means like heaven, who can be the opponent in the chaotic demon domain?" said the vulture turtle demon.

"I'm afraid it's mostly the elder of Yuqing fairy palace who shot." at this time, Sikong saw that the voice interfered. Although he heard about Lu Xiaotian's almost legendary experience before entering the chaotic demon domain, with this breath fluctuation, it should be the old monster of Wushan who shot, most of it is not his own.

But even if it is a virtual shadow, it is not trivial. The means are not easy for the strong to guess. But looking at the current posture, although the old monster of Wushan has a certain advantage, Lu Xiaotian has not lost the power of counterattack. Two distinct Manas, mixed with slightly weak blood Gang's power, fought like fire.

"Master of Sikong Taoist friend?" the vulture turtle demon, xuanzun and master Ji Yuan looked at each other.

Even if Sikong saw that Tao was weaker than them, he might be honored as an elder. Naturally, there were only old monsters in Mahayana.

Their natural ideas are similar to those of Sikong Jiandao. Even if it is only part of the means of old monsters in Mahayana, Lu Xiaotian can directly rival them. They are in the late stage of combination, but Lu Xiaotian has almost reached a level they can't match.

"This battle is rare for thousands of years. Since we are the predecessors of Sikong Taoist friends, it must not affect us to have a look." master Ji Yuan's eyes twinkled.

The vulture turtle demon and xuanzun are also very excited. This level of fighting can be met but not sought. They have not made any progress in their cultivation for many years. It is not hard to improve their strength easily. They also need some opportunities and circumstances.

For example, if Lu Xiaotian and the old monster in Mahayana can be inspired, even if they can't break through to Mahayana, it will be a great joy if their strength can go further and reach, or close to Lu Xiaotian's layer flash.

"Then go and have a look." at this time, Sikong saw that he had already been itching. As these old guys said, this kind of scene can't be met. After all, it's difficult for a freak like Lu Xiaotian for tens of thousands of years. Even if he is detached in Yuqing fairy palace and misses his eyes, he will never have a chance to meet him again.

Although Sikong didn't know what the relationship between sister Shan Bing and Lu Xiaotian was, they must have had some disputes in the past.

Just now, younger martial sister Shan Bing is heading towards the direction in front of her. Martial uncle Wushan fights with Lu Xiaotian at this time. Seeing the way, Sikong also wants to know what happened. Younger martial sister Shan Bing's temperament is very clear. Since she could disobey the orders of the school and jointly killed ye Qianxun Lianhua with Lu Xiaotian last time, how could she sit and watch martial uncle Wushan fight with Lu Xiaotian so fiercely?

Just a few hundred miles, for a line of people with strong environment, it is only a moment.

At this time, Lu Xiaotian is retreating in their direction. From a distance, you can see Lu Xiaotian wearing a blue war armor. Sharp spikes formed by the clouds in the void hit Lu Xiaotian one after another, but they were blocked by the blue war armor and returned one after another.

At this time, the shadow of a white haired old man sat in the void, his fingers flicked, and several entered here, as if the spiritual power of the surrounding space had been emptied.

Although the old monster of Wushan is not real, the pressure like water is everywhere. Even if it wasn't aimed at them, the pressure of the old monster in Mahayana still made them tremble.

The pressure of leaping to a great level is extremely terrible. Some people who are slightly weak in meaning and voice have been timid for a few minutes before the war. They just feel the pressure from a distance, and they are already so uncomfortable. Let alone how much pressure Lu Xiaotian, who is at the core, is under. But at this time, Lu Xiaotian was not affected at all. When he raised his hands and feet, he was less powerful, but he often turned the attack of Wushan old monster into invisible.

"The three of us go together, I'm afraid it's just like this." xuanzun's throat was dry.

"The first friar under Mahayana deserves his reputation." the vulture turtle demon nodded.

Only Lord Ji Yuan looked more dignified at this time.