One Step to Become an Immortal

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“Arrogant human brat.” Yu Moon Demon’s eyes were cold, but he didn’t speak any more. He wanted to kill the silver-haired youth in front of him, but he had to admit that this kid was really extraordinary. The awakening in this sound of the soul demon is no slower than their old monsters. Obviously, this is only the guy from the Nascent Soul Early Stage, and the Primordial Spirit can already match their old monsters.

If you hadn’t seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to believe that Yu Moon Demon’s canthus would be hard to believe. Even if you want to take revenge on these two Human Races, you must at least find a no man’s land. Otherwise, you will fight a battle and be golden armor. Other Old Monsters have chosen cheaply. Moon Demon can’t do this kind of stupid thing.

The voice fell slightly, Xiang Qingcheng’s killing, cold, perplexed eyes restored to sobriety and calmness, Lu Xiaotian secretly relaxed, and the reaction was not slow. Xiang Qingcheng’s Primordial Spirit was stronger than he expected, and he helped him later. 2. There should be no problem. If there is no Xiang Qingcheng, Lu Xiaotian would think that he has a lot of means, but these Old Monsters that he can face are all extraordinary strengths, old Demon. Lu Xiaotian didn’t have much certainty either. He added a Xiang Qingcheng, and his strength was strong, so his confidence would naturally increase.

“Let’s go!” Xiang Qingcheng sighed for a long time, as if he was about to spit out the messy demon sense attacks that had just been attacked by the soul-dangling demon sound.

Lu Xiaotian nodded, seeing the golden armor corpse king and his party continue to approach the Falling Demon Pool again, and two people also followed up.

At this time, the tortoise, the vulture, the Moon Demon canthus, the snow wind troll ape and Lu Xiaotian are not too far away from the devil’s pool, but the speed of advancement is like ordinary people.

The closer you get to the Falling Demon Pool, the owl calls of various demon heads above the smooth and mirror-like magic pool, and the magic sound formed by the sound of strange laughter, gradually transforms into a circle of ripples and spreads all around.

“The sound of the magic sound appears! Why is the movement in the pool so big this time?” At this time, the two big monsters, the monster vulture and the tortoise, could not be changed by their faces, and the golden armor corpse king also looked uncomfortable.

Lu Xiaotian stretched his hand forward and swiped forward, a sword-shaped light shield blocked the front, but the sound of the soul-sounding demon only stagnated a little, and then passed through the sword-shaped light shield. Once the sound of the soul-swinging demon sounded, The means of waiting for the idle fighting method actually didn’t work at all. And within the radius of several hundred li, it is like a pool of water. The sound of the magical soul is like the water in the pool, and everyone is like the fish in the pool. No matter what methods they use, they can’t avoid the influence of the magic sound. Unless you leave this area beforehand. But at this time, I think I want to leave, but I am afraid it will not be so easy.

The magic sound filled with various negative emotions swarmed into people’s minds, and directly killed the Primordial Spirit in an attempt to affect the emotions of the Primordial Spirit. You don’t need to directly kill the Primordial Spirit of the cultivator. As long as it affects the other party, the emotion* Desire, cruelty, bloodthirsty, depravity. Every cultivator has some weaknesses more or less, that is, the Nascent Soul Cultivator, compared to those Foundation Establishment, or even the gas cultivator, in the final analysis, it is just Primordial Spirit, with more powerful mana. But it is not without flaws, but Nascent Soul Cultivator cultivated for so many years, through more social snobbery, intrigues us. The mind is more determined and mature that’s all.

But this does not mean that Nascent Soul Cultivator has no weak spot to find. If you look at it from the perspective of Spirit Transformation Old Ancestor, Nascent Soul Cultivator is simply impossible to withstand a single blow, and there are weak spots all over the body.

It is Lu Xiaotian who thinks he has good strength, but under the influence of the sound of the soul and devil, he is beautiful and charming with Dongfang Yi and Luo Ping’er. The faint but lingering past with Luo Qing is the result of encountering strangers. The bloody killing in the sea outside Pill King. In addition, the entire Blood Lion City was slaughtered because of evading the Ghost King, and the entire Blood Lion City was killed or injured. Although it happened again, Lu Xiaotian would still choose this way, which could lead to the tragic death of so many cultivators, Lu Xiaotian I still feel a little sad. This trace of guilt has always been buried in Lu Xiaotian’s heart, but at this time it was re-evoked by the sound of the demon.

Spirit Firmament Palace After the departed, Junior Sister Su Qing became the sad euphemism of the ghost clan…

Pieces, piece by piece, such as Floating Light Sweeping Shadow, shuttled through Lu Xiaotian’s mind.

After Lu Xiaotian came out of the complex emotions of the past, he realized that he was already in a cold sweat. The skirt of the shirt was wet.

“It’s so powerful.” At the last moment, Lu Xiaotian himself almost fell, but at this time Witch Subduing Pagoda once again Buddha’s radiance rang together, and the harmony of the Buddhist and Taoist singing was exactly the original Lu Xiaotian sacrifice. The incantation of thinking when practicing Witch Subduing Pagoda. The sound of the Sanskrit singing is solemn and detailed, and pulls Lu Xiaotian back from the edge of falling.

Avoided a catastrophe, Lu Xiaotian couldn’t help but be extremely lucky. He became more vigilant about the severity of Falling Demon Pool. The real Demon Race powerhouse hasn’t appeared yet, just because the magic sound is so powerful, I really don’t know what amazing secrets this Demon Race powerhouse hides.

“Not good, Xiang Qingcheng!” Lu Xiaotian woke up, and even more how Primordial Spirit was weaker than himself, even more how Primordial Spirit was weaker than Xiang Qingcheng.

Lu Xiaotian looked at it intently and saw that there were dark clouds on top of Xiang Qingcheng’s head. It was not a real dark cloud, but a miasma floating from the Demon Pool. In the black shadow, there are faintly countless invisible monsters that have penetrated into Xiang Qingcheng’s body to cause strange things.

Xiang Qingcheng’s white cloak had already flown away from ten zhang, revealing the face of use strength to bully the weak, but in front of Lu Xiaotian, although he didn’t know much, he was quite proud. With a complex expression and a Jiang Wan expression, he squeezed his fists tightly, his nails penetrated into the flesh, and drops of red blood tickled on the black ice.

“It seems that although this Qingcheng is as cold as ice outside, it is a person with a story.” Seeing two lines of clear tears sliding down on Xiang Qingcheng’s delicate face, Lu Xiaotian secretly said in one’s heart, at least the other party did not look like the surface. It looks so brilliant ten thousand zhang.

Perceiving Lu Xiaotian’s peeping, the baring fangs and brandishing claws in the miasma above Xiang Qingcheng’s head rushed to Lu Xiaotian to demonstrate. It seems to be warning Lu Xiaotian not to be nosy.

“Miasma!” Lu Xiaotian scolded coldly, pinching the secret art with both hands. one after another Sanskrit sounds come out from Lu Xiaotian’s throat, obscure but peaceful. Turned into one after another sound wave, compared with the sound of the soul-swapping demon around the entire sinking pool, the sound of the soul-swapping demon is like a sea of ​​anger. It’s just that Lu Xiaotian didn’t want to contend with the sound of the soul-sucking demons from the entire Demon Falling Pool, he just wanted to rescue Xiang Qingcheng from this unfavorable state that’s all.

Lu Xiaotian formed one after another mysterious Sanskrit seal, forming countless Buddhist and Taoist silver 10000-character seals, gradually surrounding Xiang Qingcheng’s body. Prevent Danghun Moyin’s further attack on Xiang Qingcheng. After a while, the 4-character print of one after another almost covered the several feet of Xiang Qingcheng’s body. The silver-gray Buddha light illuminating everything, Lu Xiaotian’s throat stirred, one after another Sanskrit singing came into Xiang Qingcheng’s ears.