en the slightest detail. 。Missed the opportunity right in front of you, it may be difficult to find such a chance again in the future. 。The advantages of Lu Xiaoteng's powerful Yuanshen were now appa...Lu Xia Tian was flying extremely slowly in the air, forced to exert all his strength to dodge the chaotic airflow. Even from afar, he wanted to avoid it, but he was still being pushed around left and right by two forces that were completely different, leaving him embarrassed and helpless.
All around, magma splattered, spatial barriers collapsed, and mountains crumbled. Yet, just the sword embryo left behind by the ethereal Venerable, the physical body of the Floating Pagoda Monk, and the lingering resentment and primal combat instinct they possessed, were enough to bring about such a cataclysmic scene.
A chaotic punch broke through Lu Xiaoteng's protective spirit shield and struck his back. The speed was so fast that Lu Xiaoteng couldn't make any excessive defenses, only in a hurry, with a thought, he activated the Ruyi Battle Armor, a silver armor flashed, appearing on Lu Xiaoteng's back like divine help. It was the Ruyi Battle Armor he had taken from Xiongba. After years of day and night tireless refining, Lu Xiaoteng could now partially operate this magic weapon. Although it couldn't be operated as freely as Xiongba, and the powerful lethality couldn't be fully exerted in actual combat, it was enough for defense for the time being, at least much stronger than directly bearing the ferocious energy with his flesh body. Plop, even so, Lu Xiaoteng still felt like a bolt from the blue behind him, his throat went sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Where is the teleportation array" Lu Xia Tian sent another voice transmission to Luo Zhongting. He exerted all his strength, but only managed to fly a few dozen meters. He was still injured, and looking around, he couldn't see the direction of the teleportation array. Lu Xia Tian couldn't help but feel anxious. At his current strength, even in this harsh environment, every extra moment he lived was a stroke of luck.
“According to Xuan Yu Zu's memory, it should be within a few hundred meters northeast of the Fan Yan pool.” Luo Zhongting’s voice also carried a hint of tension. He also knew that without seeing the teleportation array, or rather, no sign that the teleportation array was activated, Lu Xiaoteng would never release him from the Soul-Suppressing Orb. The immediate priority was to get Lu Xiaoteng out of danger first. However, let alone Lu Xiaoteng, even if he had the Iron Corpse Sheath's physical body before, advancing in the area affected by the battle between the Floating Pagoda Monk and the Sword Embryo would be extremely difficult. At this time, Luo Zhongting didn't even have the mind to think about how Lu Xiaoteng could wield the power of Xiong Ba's如意 War Armor to such a level within just a few years.
Lu Xia Tian's body trembled in the air once more, his ribs cracking like dry twigs as several bones snapped. However, he couldn't afford to focus on the pain inflicted by the sword qi. Taking advantage of the slightly reduced chaos and intensity of the energy around him, he increased his speed considerably. Still, he didn't push himself to the absolute limit, needing to conserve his strength to better counter any threats that might appear at any moment.
The air around him whistled, a few strands of silver hair were cut away, and another shallow wound appeared on his forehead. However, Lu Xia tian didn't have time to pay attention to such minor injuries. At this moment, he flew over the top of the Fan Yan pool.
Boom! In the sky, a figure that looked thin and slender but seemed incredibly majestic to Lu Xia Tian fell from the air. It was the body of the Floating Pagoda monk, with an arm severed by the Sword Embryo. After all, without the control of his primordial spirit, he was no match for the ethereal Sword Embryo. However, the transparent giant sword of the Ethereal Sword Embryo had also dimmed considerably at this time. A sound like something being cut by sword qi echoed. A large amount of things fell from the sky, many directly destroyed by the sword qi. But a few spiritual objects happened to fall near him. Lu Xia Tian's heart beat wildly. It was very likely that the Floating Pagoda monk's storage bag or similar spiritual object had been pierced by the sword qi, and these things fell out. Among them was a blue stone tablet about ten feet square. Another jade slip, closest to Lu Xia Tian, Lu Xia Tian didn't think twice, directly reached out and grabbed the two nearest objects. He sent them directly into the barrier, after all, even if they were placed in a storage bag, there was a risk.
“Infant-Binding Pill!” Just as he received these two things, Lu Xia Tian regretted it. After a bottle of pills shattered, a pair of tiny light wings emerged inside. The pill was green amber, like a dancing little sprite. It was identical to the rumored Infant-Binding Pill. Unlike forming an alchemy core, which has various corresponding golden elixir types, there is only one type of Infant-Binding Pill. While different cultivation realms may use varying refining methods and auxiliary spirit materials, resulting in slight differences, the main ingredient, the Infant-Binding fruit, remains unchanged.
The instant he saw the Infant Soul Pill, Lu Xia Tian felt a pang of regret. Even in this situation, his divine sense had already detected several unmatched sword qi slashing down from the sky. However, under the temptation of the potential for Nascent Soul formation, Lu Xia Tian's body still involuntarily moved forward by a few feet. There was still a glimmer of hope in his heart, but for the Infant Soul Pill, taking a risk over such a short distance was worth it.
"Lu Daoist friend, no! Quickly retreat!" Luo Zhongting saw this scene before him and couldn't help but be terrified. If Lu Xiaoteng perished, no one would release him from the Soul-Banishing Bead. This life of his would truly be over.
“It’s over!” Because he had obtained a portion of the memories of the Xuan Yu Ancestor, he knew more about the terrifying power of the Misty Venerable than Lu Xia Tian. Especially that sword qi, it seemed some distance away from Lu Xia Tian, but in reality, it was very easy to give people a false sense of security. It was because its attack was sufficiently strange that it was called the Misty Venerable. Judging by Lu Xia Tian’s actions, he probably misjudged those sword qi. Only when you are immersed in it and face those sword qi head-on can you feel the opponent's terrifying power. Luo Zhongting felt a wave of despair.
Whoosh...
Lu Xia Tian's face was shocked. Just as Luo Zhong Ting had thought, the speed of these sword qi attacks was far beyond his expectations. Even if it was the sword qi cut out by the illusory sword embryo, Lu Xia Tian would never sit idly by. When the sword qi attacked him, he could almost feel that sharp edge cutting straight in, and there was a feeling of being split into four or five pieces throughout his body, a feeling that seemed not to belong to himself.
This sword energy is too terrifying, it's not something a Golden Core cultivator could withstand.
... Several sword qi consecutively slashed onto Lu Xiaoteng's body, instantly cutting his body into several pieces.
Lu Zhongting sighed heavily in his heart, an unprecedented despair surged from the bottom of his heart. But his eyes soon solidified, this... this is impossible!
Only in Lu Xiaoteng's vision, his figure staggered in the air, with several deep wounds visible on his body, and blood soaking his robe. Luo Zhongting almost couldn't believe his eyes. Didn't Lu Xiaoteng just get cut to pieces by a few sword qi How could he still be alive Although he seemed to have received several sword wounds, for cultivators, as long as they weren't directly fatal, there was always a way to recover.al. Yuanshi Jianmo was also a very conceited person. At first, when Kongming, the incarnation of Jiantai, even faced the situation where Lu Xia Tian took away the Kongtian Ding, Yuanshi Jianmo didn't...