Xianji

Bang bang bang!

As soon as Luo Tian stepped into the formation of 36 blood knives, several blood mist exploded around him. In the blood mist, ghosts were crying, wolves were howling, and a vague blood-colored cloud kept rushing towards him with a shrill howl.

Although Luo Tian has made great progress in cultivation now, he dare not be too negligent. He silently recited the formula and drew it with one hand. The purple lotus flower floating and spinning above his head immediately turned more quickly, faintly shooting out countless dark purple lightsabers, and sword formations. The blood-colored clouds in the battle fought together.

The entire air was immediately filled with purple and blood, and the muffled bangs and howls were intertwined, making it particularly creepy.

"Little Luo Tian is really extraordinary. It's no wonder that you have the title of Demon Lord Xuanyin. If you only have this strength, prepare to obediently kill you today!" Sanjue Laomo seemed to be furious, and he hid in the depths of the saber array Jie Jie laughed strangely, with a sense of self-confidence naturally in his smile.

"Noisy!"

Luo Tian snorted, and immediately stretched out his hand to point, a purple sword intent was directly condensed on the fingertips, only two or three inches long, and then flicked his hand, a purple beam of light as thick as a bucket suddenly shot into the depths of the knife array.

"Defense of Blood Knife!"

The Sanjue old devil screamed again, and nine blood-red sharp knives flew out from the depths of the knife formation, with the tips of the knives pointing inward, quickly forming a circular knife shield, and the knife shield was blown by the wind. In an instant, it swelled to about ten feet.

Luo Tian still stood with his hands behind his back, and the whole person continued to move forward in the air without stopping at all, and two gleams of one purple and one blue faintly shone from his eyes.

clap clap!

The saber shield only lasted three breaths of effort before it was declared broken.Followed by Sanjue Laomo's unexpected whisper.

"Use the power of heaven and earth to condense the sword intent, give me Po Po Po!"

Luo Tian sipped again, and the sword intent became more violent, turning into a straight line and flying into the depths of the sword formation.Immediately, there was a dense sound of gold and iron mingling in the depths of the sword formation, and the surrounding blood-colored clouds gradually became dim, as if being absorbed by the depths of the sword formation, which was extremely weird.

"How can a mere four-layer saber formation stop me?" Luo Tian laughed wildly, and took another step. He went directly to the depths of the saber formation, and as expected, the Sanjue old devil's complexion turned livid. Soaring to the sky, 36% of the [-] blood knives under him were destroyed by Luo Tian's blow, and the rest of the blood knives lost contact, so naturally it was difficult to display the real power of the knife array.

"Xiao Luotian, accept the move." The Sanjue old devil's saber formation was broken, and there was no trace of anger on his face, but he became more and more gloomy, and he quickly rubbed his two big hands together, and a crystal white light spot appeared out of thin air , the Sanjue old devil spewed out a cloud of air, and the white light spot suddenly became larger, and it turned out to be a big umbrella completely refined from white bones.

"Bone-painted Soul Umbrella?"

Luo Tian stared at it, and couldn't help but feel a little startled. This bone-painted soul umbrella is a magic weapon on the rare treasure spectrum. It was refined by a generation of ancestors of the White Bone Gate 5000 years ago. There are four bones on the top of the umbrella. Skeletons have different shapes. According to legend, they are supported by the skulls of four monsters that have reached the ninth level, while the umbrella body is composed of countless slender joints. There was a black air, but the handle of the umbrella was not made of bones, but a bright green awn that was as emerald green as the width of a thumb's thumb. Naturally, the green awn was not an ordinary thing, but a thousand-year-old bone-refining sycamore that grew in a very dark place. Refined from the heart of a tree, such a sinister magic weapon is extremely powerful.Of course, Luo Tian knows that the four skulls can refract a light and shadow just by rotating it three times. As long as the light and shadow are aimed at the enemy, the enemy's primordial spirit will be directly sucked into it and refined into the nourishment of the Bone Painting Soul Umbrella, thus making the bones The Soul Painting Umbrella is even more powerful.

Chi Chi!

The Sanjue old devil grinned sinisterly, struck out the magic formula with both hands, and the bone-painted soul umbrella turned around, and then a light curtain like a rain curtain suddenly appeared, and countless skeletons that were almost condensed into reality rushed towards Luo Tian screaming. come over.Sanjue old devil's actions naturally have his deep meaning. After the short fight before, he already knew that Luo Tian's physical body is as strong as a monster, but the physical strength does not mean that the primordial spirit is also powerful. It is an excellent magic weapon to restrain the primordial spirit.

Luo Tian blinked his eyes, and immediately separated his hands, up and down, and slowly cast the spell on the falling Bone Painting Soul Umbrella.Strange to say, Luo Tian's actions did not have any mana fluctuations at all. The three old demons thought that Luo Tianqian donkey was at the end of his skills, and he was even more proud, so he rushed over with the Bone Painting Soul Umbrella even more quickly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the Sanjue old devil approached Luotian thirty feet away, he felt a tremor of the soul, and the soul of the whole person was about to leave the body.

"What kind of magical power is this?!"

The Sanjue old devil found out that it was good, so he wanted to retreat immediately, but now that he had fallen into Luo Tian's schemes, there was no chance for him to retreat.

boom!

Numerous tiny gray vortexes appeared directly around Luo Tian's body, and each vortex seemed to have great suction and destructive power. The skulls condensed on the Bone Painting Soul Umbrella quickly returned to their original positions, turning into circles and circles. The ghosts in the circle formed a powerful defensive circle.

"waste time."

Luo Tian practiced the Xuanyin Taishang Dao Sutra, the power of the primordial spirit surpassed the cultivation base of the physical body, and he had already reached the stage of the middle stage of leaving the body, and he was only half a step away from entering the late stage of the primordial spirit. How could he be afraid of the Bone Painted Soul Umbrella? On the contrary, for him, the power of the Bone Painted Soul Umbrella was not as powerful as the previous formation composed of 36 blood knives.

"Send it to me, suck his primordial spirit!"

Sanjue Laomo yelled in surprise and anger, his mana poured into the Bone Painted Soul Umbrella, and the four skulls on the top of the Bone Painted Soul Umbrella immediately spun, once, twice, and three times.

"Give me the three reincarnations in the previous life, and let me destroy the three reincarnations in the future life!"

The old devil Sanjue shouted, and the four skulls above the bone-painted soul umbrella immediately reflected a misty light and shadow, and Luo Tian's figure appeared in the light and shadow, but the figure only stayed for a moment and then disappeared.

"How is this going!"

The Sanjue old devil suddenly had a shattered mind. He found that the Bone Painting Soul Umbrella, which had always been tried and tested, had failed. One can imagine the shock in his heart.

"Bring it!"

At this time, what made Sanjue Laomo almost vomit blood was that Luo Tian's voice sounded beside him, and immediately a huge purple lotus enveloped him directly.

Whoosh.

At this time, Luo Tian grabbed the Bone Painted Soul Umbrella from a distance, and the Bone Painted Soul Umbrella was directly absorbed into his hand and shrank smaller and smaller, finally shrinking to the size of a palm. Although it still struggled, it was difficult to escape Luo Tian holds half an inch of palm.

"Mysterious Yin Soul Devourer, erase it!"

"Wow!" The Sanjue old devil resisted the opening of the purple lotus, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and roared involuntarily, "Xiao Luotian, you dare to erase the imprint of my magic weapon's spiritual consciousness, you and I will never die!"

"It's already there, okay?" Luo Tian took an innocent look at Sanjue Old Demon, and immediately put away the Bone Painting Soul Umbrella in a grand manner. This magic weapon is not very useful to him, but it can be given to two apprentices. Now that there are three apprentices, the magic weapon is still not enough to give away, just to use it to subsidize the family. This old devil is really his savior.

"Ahhh!"

Then, Sanjue Laomo yelled again in grief and indignation, "Lock me, lock them up!"

A ray of black brilliance shot out directly from between the eyebrows of Sanjue Old Demon, broke through the defense of the purple lotus, and came towards Luo Tian, ​​who was unexpectedly trapped all of a sudden.