One Step to Become an Immortal

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“Hurricane!”

Not only magnificently dressed youth with scimitars, robust man with back swords, female cultivator in powder coat, but also those fighters of the flying tribe. Which one would be mediocre, even a medium-sized fairy gate, and it may not be able to pull a few like this. When the Foundation Establishment team came, the silver-haired youth in front of them even despised them so much. Everyone was furious, not to kill the Golden Core female cultivator, even to wash away the humiliation brought to them by the silver-haired youth, they must fight hard, otherwise, what face will they have in the future?

“Broken Blade, Snake Girl, do whatever you can, let the silver-haired youth know the price of arrogance, kill!” The scimitar was magnificently dressed youth furiously shouted, and the magnificent scimitar was raised again, and the flames above were raging, imposing manner. Climbing.

Lu Xiaotian smiled indifferently, the knife didn’t split his hand, he turned forward in the void, and at the same time he retreated violently while holding Dongfang Yi.

“Kill!” The stout old man solemn killing aura with his face all over his face, shouting violently, Feiqi tribe, has never been so underestimated by the enemy?

The sturdy old man stuffed a medicine pill into his mouth, turned on the remaining mana, picked up the recalled pill fire and thunder heavy arrow, and put it on the bowstring. Facing such terrifying enemies, only the strongest Attacks, ordinary offensives have no effect.

“Uncle, be careful!” A young cultivator among the flying warriors suddenly saw an ash-gray ball of light flying towards the eagle under the strong old man’s seat. The speed was astonishingly fast, and it was sent from behind. By the time it was discovered, the distance was quite close.

The stout old man turned his head back when he was shocked, and he obviously saw this scene. The stout old man was coldly snorted. He didn’t need his pill fire and thunder arrows to deal with such an attack. He stretched out his hand and threw away 3 small black short arrows in his sleeves. .

It’s just that these 3 short arrows passed through the ash-gray light ball, but did not cause much influence on it. The stout old man heart startled, and at this time, he drove the eagle to fly away from the eagle, but it made him feel a little relieved. The spirit eagle under the seat is also a Tier 6 spirit bird. In terms of strength, it is not much worse than him. Ordinary attacks cannot help it. For flying warriors, the battle strength is not all on these cultivators.

The spirit eagle under its seat screamed, its wings fluttered, and its claws stretched out to grab the ash-gray light ball. A solid claw was caught on the ash-gray light ball.

“Not good!” The stout old man saw that although the ash-gray light ball broke through a small hole, it still hit the body of the spirit eagle under the seat. The spirit eagle who usually communicates with his soul suddenly stiffened at this time. , The stout old man could not even feel the fluctuation of the Divine Consciousness of the Spirit Eagle, and the huge body of the Spirit Eagle seemed to lose its support and fell to the ground.

“Jinghong!” The sturdy old man yelled in grief. This spirit eagle already existed when he was born, and has been with him until now. For the flying warriors, the eagle is both their combat partner and also Their family feels profound. In the eyes of an ordinary cultivator, at most it is just a Spirit Pet, but the cultivator of the Feiqi tribe and the mount have a particularly deep relationship.

The sad expression of the stout old man surprised everyone at the fiery emotions in the heart of the flying warrior, but the coldness in Lu Xiaotian’s eyes was not at all shaken at all. People are not vegetation, who is ruthless. But the camps of the two sides are different. Everyone has something worth fighting and protecting. To blame, they are the enemy. For their own protection, Lu Xiaotian also does not hesitate to fight. On the battlefield, there is no compassion or pity. Only life and death!

With this clear comprehension in his heart, Lu Xiaotian suddenly felt that his Divine Consciousness was suddenly stronger than before. Although his mana had not increased, his use of mana was more agile. This was just a feeling in his heart. extremely mysterious and abstruse, but he knows that his strength has improved a bit. It was this time that the improvement made him feel a little strange. In the past, he had only used penance and medicine pill to improve his strength, but this time it seemed to be an understanding, more of an improvement in his mood.

Perhaps cultivation is not just about taking medicine pill to increase mana, but also from an understanding of life, battle, and everyday life.

“Ice Soul Xuanyin!” “Earth Splitter!”

The oncoming Feiqi tribal warriors were affected by the mysterious sound of the ice soul, and they experienced short-term loss of consciousness.

“Wulianhan, be careful!”

The stout old man and another Foundation Establishment Late Stage flying warrior shouted one after another, but the Divine Consciousness attack of Ice Soul Xuanyin is far less powerful than the ash-gray light ball issued by Flying Silver Corpse Emperor Kun, but also not People can wake up just by speaking out. The realm gap caused these people to pay attention to the time to count their breaths. For Lu Xiaotian, it only took one breath to kill these people.

Even if it is a flying tribe, it is impossible that each is a Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivator. Among these more than 20 people, in addition to the stout old man, another late stage cultivator was severely injured by Dongfang Yi before, and one was beheaded. Only a strong old man has a strong battle strength. It’s just that the stout old man doesn’t need him to worry anymore.

in the sky The silver-gray silhouette flashed, a tiger-headed leopard body, a handful of 7 colored feathers on his forehead, and a flying silver corpse emperor Kun with 3 tails flapped its wings, and the crystal-red eyes looked at the stout old man , Without a trace of emotion. The silver-gray figure and crystal red eyes undoubtedly did not pass through a wave of arrogance. As if it appeared, it was the king of this heaven.

“Roar!” The flying silver corpse pounced directly at the stout old man.

The sturdy old man lost the spirit eagle under his seat at this time. In terms of speed, he was undoubtedly a few grades behind Di Kun. Lu Xiaotian, relying on Qingfengfan, was slower than the flying silver corpse without any burden. If the place where the battle with the flying silver corpse was not in a relatively small place like a tomb, at the speed of the flying silver corpse, Lu Xiaotian might not have been able to defeat it.

The sturdy old man saw Di Kun rushing swiftly, and his heart was shocked. The pill yuan fire and thunder arrows in his hand pointed to Di Kun. He had confidence in his arrows. No matter how fast the opponent is, he can’t be faster. Arrow from the string.

Sou!

The fire and thunder arrows pierced the air, carrying the sound of fire and thunder.

Di Kun is a family of flying corpses. The Magical Artifact of Thunder Element has a slightly higher damage to it. Seeing this extraordinary arrow in the imposing manner, Di Kun’s angry roar opened his mouth and spit out several cyan-green Fireballs. Out, hit the pill yuan fire and thunder heavy arrow. It was exactly when Lu Xiaotian asked Ge Changting and Xiao Third Young Lady to refine the Fire Essence of Yin Shao to treat Di Kun’s wounds, Di Kun used the excess Yin Sha Fire Essence to refine a corpse fire. Although it was far worse than the formidable power of that icy blue flame, it could not even block the Danyuan fire and thunder heavy arrow, but it was enough to weaken part of the power of this amazing arrow.

Facing the declining strength of the Danyuan fire and thunder arrows, Di Kun slammed your head all the way through with extremely brutal force.

“What?” Seeing Di Kun directly knocked his heavy arrow away with his head, the stout old man was so horrified that there was no trace of blood on his face.