One Step to Become an Immortal

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“Withdraw!” Amusang couldn’t even protect himself at this time, and he couldn’t care about the Foundation Establishment juniors.

After shouting, Amusang took out a magic talisman, a layer of green wooden armor appeared out of thin air, and a transparent small sword kept piercing it, but it could not break its defense for a while.

“This wooden armor spirit talisman is really powerful.” Lu Xiaotian put away the firefly bow and arrow, and this Amusang is the strongest in front of him, and he can’t help but wait for a while. How did Lu Xiaotian let this Amusang escape?

There are still 3 Golden Core cultivators. If you use Flying Sword to attack and kill Amusang with all your strength, you can do it, but others may have to run away 2 people.

Lu Xiaotian brows slightly wrinkle, as soon as the firefly bows and arrows are collected, the psychic golden whip is taken out again. Except for this magical artifact, which has been sacrificed by special means, there is no other means to see the shadows immediately. Of course, ten Demonic beast and Bat King magic wings are not included in this list.

Haoyin Gourd is okay, but the scope is not small. There are many Foundation Establishment cultivators in the Spirit Firmament Palace. Non-Golden Core cultivator can easily cause accidental injury. Haoyin Gourd is not its own magical artifact. Lu Xiaotian also It hasn’t reached the point of being in control.

Chi—Lu Xiaotian drew out one whip one after another, two golden shadows once again tore through the sky, drew a strange arc in the air, and lashed towards the fastest escaped Amusang.

Amusang yelled, expression of fear on his face. This golden whip has far exceeded the scope of Danyuan Magical Artifact.

A black ghost in the wolf fang club in Amusang’s hand drilled out, raised his head and roared, moved towards baring fangs and brandishing claws. It was just that the whip of the golden whip without a pause dispelled the phantom, and slammed directly on Amusang’s green Wood Spirit armor.

peng! The whip that Lu Xiaotian didn’t dare to carry directly fell on Amusang’s body. Amusang screamed, the Wood Spirit armor on his body was consumed greatly, and most of his aura faded. The body retreated violently in the air, dragging a long series of afterimages, but the 2nd golden shadow floated strangely, the dozens of afterimages collapsed at the speed visible by naked eye, passed through the afterimage, and fell again On Amusang’s body.

This time Amusang did not even scream, and his body was beaten into a cloud of blood mist in the air, but Amusang’s strength was far from the black clothed robust man before. Primordial Spirit took the opportunity to escape in a panic and broke. Leaving empty, the speed was so fast that Lu Xiaotian had no time to kill again.

Amusang’s fleshy body was defeated, and the other two Golden Core Middle-Stages, at this time, also persisted in the sword rain to the point of exhaustion, especially when Amusang escaped. Lu Xiaotian took out the golden whip again, and broke Amusang’s body. The sword rain originally used to attack Amusan was divided among the remaining three Golden Core cultivators.

In addition, this group of people is no longer like when the battle just broke out. At this time, there is no fighting heart. A battle strength is 6 to 7 2. The 100 Golden Core Middle-Stage cultivators can’t support it at first, and there are dozens of 2 swords. After energy broke the defense of the two people, it directly slashed on the two people, and immediately there were still two intact bodies. At this time, it was cut into no less than 2 pieces and spilled from the air.

There is a middle-aged woman left. Although she is in the late Golden Core stage, she has good strength, but alone undertaking Lu Xiaotian’s attack, how can she withstand the attack, this woman is also considered decisive. Seeing that there is no hope, her body is as inflated, suddenly It swelled round and exploded with a bang, blasting all around the dense sword energy to disperse. When the other sword energy rushed, the middle-aged woman’s Primordial Spirit had already escaped with this effort. Drive.

However, after the 100 Foundation Establishment cultivator was shrouded in Lu Xiaotian’s sword array, there was no Golden Core cultivator method. At this time, more than half of the casualties could be supported.

Yuan Min and the others stared at this scene blankly. Luo Qian was also dumbfounded at first, and he didn’t have any traces of his Senior Brother all these years. He actually had such a Heavenspan method, which was when he used the Immortal Palace Old Ancestor or the Golden Core Stage. Luo Qian quietly opened the prohibition on the black token, and another powerful Primordial Spirit distraction also saw this fighting technique of crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood.

“Senior Brother Lu, let’s do it slowly. My Spirit Firmament Palace disciple 200 years has a big discount. I still need some manpower to rebuild the Immortal Palace in the future. Although these long-term cultivators are hostile forces, they might as well be used to rebuild the Immortal Palace in the future. Coolie.” Luo Qian quickly stopped Lu Xiaotian. The exterior of the Spirit Firmament Palace was not damaged, but the spiritual object and cultivator were extremely damaged. The 100 Foundation Establishment cultivator with arrows has been slaughtered by Lu Xiaotian for more than half, and the remaining 100 and dozens of people can be used for some purposes.

It is meaningless to kill these Foundation Establishment cultivators. Lu Xiaotian is not good at dealing with these people. Hearing Luo Qian’s voice, he stopped. Lu Xiaotian coldly scanned the remaining 100 Foundation Establishment cultivators. Descend, or die!”

There are more than 100 Foundation Establishment cultivators, you look at me, I look at you, all around are filled with densely packed sword energy, even the Golden Core cultivator can’t stop them, even more how they are the Foundation Establishment juniors, plus their own eyes Seeing the terrifying point of this silver-haired cultivator, these people can’t afford the slightest confidence in resistance.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator also has a life essence of about 300 years. At the moment, it’s not that they don’t fight, but there is really no hope.

“I am waiting for it!” Soon, these more than 100 Foundation Establishment cultivators handed over Magical Artifacts and storage bags.

It would have avoided a murder. Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand, and the sword energy lingering beside these Foundation Establishment cultivators suddenly became invisible, as if it had never appeared before.

As soon as the war was over, a black gas suddenly emerged from Luo Qian’s black token. I saw the black air squirming in the air, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a black clothed old man’s body, this old man has white hair and beard, and his face has an imposing manner that is not angry and prestigious.

“Welcome to Old Ancestor!”

Luo Qian, Luo Kang, the cultivators of Spirit Firmament Palace bowed and saluted.

“Congratulations on Old Ancestor.” After Lu Xiaotian slightly startled, he also bowed his head, secretly thinking that the Nascent Soul Old Ancestor of the Spirit Firmament Palace was like this, which I had never seen before.

“Where is Spirit Firmament Palace disciple Lu Xiaotian?” the white-bearded old man shouted.

“Disciple is here!” Lu Xiaotian felt bored, not knowing what Old Ancestor meant.

“Palace lord Wei Litian died today. The present deity decides that Lu Xiaotian will succeed the current lord of the palace, Lu Xiaotian, and lead the remaining discipline of the palace, and immediately rush to Heavenly Sword Mountain to defend the Taoism of the cultivation world!”

Lu Xiaotian frowned, let him clean up some hostile cultivator, he wouldn’t refuse, but he doesn’t like being tired of mundane things, even more how to manage a large-scale Sect, in this kind of cultivation world melee, especially Lots of business. Lu Xiaotian was waiting to refuse, the silhouette of the white-bearded old man had faded, and there was no chance to refuse.

That’s the case, let’s talk about it later when I meet the Nascent Soul Old Ancestor of Spirit Firmament Palace.