Chapter 3477
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Swish, swish, a large number of dead silkworms and pupae appeared in the dead mulberry forest. Originally, Lu Xiaotian and the crying night, the corpse owls hesitated to take a look at the situation of red and black dragons and Xiang Zhongyang to see if it was possible to reap profits.
However, before they moved, a group of dead silkworms and pupae appeared in sight one after another. There was no need to choose more.
Dozens of dead silkworm fighting figurines appeared in sight. The strength of dead silkworm fighting figurines ranged from Xuanxian level to Tianxian level. So many dead silkworm fighting figurines were crying at night, and the two corpses were big. As for Lu Xiaotian, he was also very difficult. If it wasn't for the wrong circumstances, he temporarily refined the totem power of dragon and wolf riding, which could be directly integrated into his body, and his strength increased sharply, In the face of these dead silkworm war figurines, they are really forced to a desperate situation. In this case, if you want to protect yourself, I'm afraid you have to ride the wolf out first.
"I'm responsible for exploring the way. Two Taoist friends try to block the immortal level strong among the dead silkworm war figurines for me." although Lu Xiaotian has the strength to compete with the immortal, this combat power comes from many wolf riders, not Lu Xiaotian's own power. If you can't use it or use it less, you should try to avoid it and reduce your consumption.
"We try our best to protect Dongfang Taoist friends." CaoYe and corpse curl nodded at the same time. Without mentioning the orders of the master's generals, Lu Xiaotian saved their lives just now. Moreover, in this dry mulberry forest, once Lu Xiaotian lost, they would still die. After all, except for Lu Xiaotian, they had almost no choice but to die under the increasing Pathetique. Before, with the help of Lu Xiaotian, he passed a crisis. At present, the sadness and desolation lingering around is like the tide receding, but I don't know when it will rise again.
"As long as the strength doesn't reach the immortal, it won't pose a great threat to me." seeing that CaoYe and corpse curl protect themselves tightly, Lu Xiaotian added that he needs two to block the immortal level dead silkworm war figurines for him. However, in this dilemma, if the two are too distracted and injured by the dead silkworm war figurines, it won't be good for Lu Xiaotian.
"OK!" after Lu Xiaotian's reminder, he nodded at night and shook his body at the same time with the corpse owl. In an instant, the corpse curl first turned into a human faced vulture. The corpse monster, up to ten feet high, seemed clumsy, but the speed was very fast. In the twinkling of an eye, it turned into a virtual shadow, passing through more than ten dead silkworm war figurines.
Pengpeng... These dozens of dead silkworm war figurines were directly blasted in the air, turned into countless fragments and scattered from the void. The weeping night just reached out and brushed, and these scattered fragments were completely burned by the Gray dove free fire.
Naturally, the immortal level dead silkworm war figurines will not look at the corpse curl and the crying night wantonly killing the younger generation. At present, two groups of black air are winding around the crying night.
At night, the fingernail with a length of about a foot on his finger stretched out and stretched out his claw to grasp the void. The sharp claw shadow screamed in the void and grabbed the black gas coming from the two blacks.
A withered hand emerged from the two black clouds and collided with the claw shadow. Hum - the void vibrated, and circles of ripples rippled away, leaving more than 20 Xuanxian level dead silkworm war figurines pushed away by the violent ripples.
The two groups of huge black gas recognized the power of crying night, and suddenly dispersed into black gas all over the sky. They rolled up to crying night and Lu Xiaotian.
Crying night frowned, worried that this level of fighting would directly involve Lu Xiaotian. We can't force each other too close. At that moment, an endless gray corpse fire surged around the crying night and rolled back to the black air. Zizi... A burning sound in the void.
The figure of crying night disappeared in the Gray dove free fire. But the gray corpse fire and the gray air in the void are sometimes intertwined and sometimes separated. At the crossing place of both sides, a violent storm is set off in the dead mulberry forest. The falling mulberry leaves were rolled all over the sky.
Lu Xiaotian looked at it, and his eyesight could not be poor. Even the divine consciousness could not completely lock the precise position of the strong man behind the crying night and the black Qi in this environment.
A strange sound sounded in the void. It seemed that the dove free fire at night had the upper hand. In addition, another dead silkworm battle Figurine joined the battle group. The dead silkworm battle Figurine spits out blue silk flying all over the sky. Silks are as sharp as hate, or light, and they don't seem to have any strength.
Lu Xiaotian floated back for a while to avoid being directly involved in the fight of this immortal strong man. On the other side, the corpse curl and the immortal dead silkworm war figurines also fought together.
At this time, a dark blue machete of the corpse owl was like a whirlwind in his hand, blowing through the dead mulberry forest. There were only faint shadows of the knife in the sky. The strength of the dead silkworm war Figurine was also very important. Behind it, there was a giant silkworm Dharma phase, twisting his fat body. It looked like a bottomless hole imitating the Buddha, constantly containing knife Qi, At the same time, his body sent out strange purple waves. Lu Xiaotian also sensed a strong threat from the wave and had to step away.
Whoosh, whoosh, one after another, the Xuanxian level dead silkworm war figurines forced Lu Xiaotian. The interlaced silk almost wraps up the area where Lu Xiaotian is located, which doesn't seem to give Lu Xiaotian a chance to escape.
A strong breath of death came from the silk. Lu Xiaotian was filled with a pure Buddhist breath. Facing the surging crisis, Lu Xiaotian stood still like an old monk.
Seeing that the silk was about to wrap around Lu Xiaotian, Lu Xiaotian pointed to the void and a pillar of fire condensed by the true flame of Nirvana slowly floated forward. Burn the barrier formed by the silk in front of him directly, and Lu Xiaotian's body flashed and penetrated.
Once Lu Xiaotian penetrated the thick silk barrier, a gray rain poured down outside. Every raindrop has a strong corrosive smell.
Twenty dozen dead silkworm war figurines quietly emerged in the void, like a large array intertwined. Lu Xiaotian's eyebrows jumped. When these Xuanxian level dead silkworm war figurines met, they set up such a large array to deal with him. Obviously, the situation is not quite right.
However, many dead silkworm war figurines were killed by crying night and corpse curl. Although the large array of more than 20 dead silkworm war figurines in front of Lu Xiaotian is in danger, it is not particularly complete in Lu Xiaotian's eyes. Now that the dragon and wolf riding totem can be used by himself, Lu Xiaotian doesn't feel much panic even though he is surrounded by so many Xuanxian level dead silkworm war figurines.
At this time, on the night of crying outside the array, the corpse curl fought with three immortal level dead silkworm war figurines, and looked at the area covered by gray rain in the distant void with worry in their eyes.
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Swish, swish, a large number of dead silkworms and pupae appeared in the dead mulberry forest. Originally, Lu Xiaotian and the crying night, the corpse owls hesitated to take a look at the situation of red and black dragons and Xiang Zhongyang to see if it was possible to reap profits.
However, before they moved, a group of dead silkworms and pupae appeared in sight one after another. There was no need to choose more.
Dozens of dead silkworm fighting figurines appeared in sight. The strength of dead silkworm fighting figurines ranged from Xuanxian level to Tianxian level. So many dead silkworm fighting figurines were crying at night, and the two corpses were big. As for Lu Xiaotian, he was also very difficult. If it wasn't for the wrong circumstances, he temporarily refined the totem power of dragon and wolf riding, which could be directly integrated into his body, and his strength increased sharply, In the face of these dead silkworm war figurines, they are really forced to a desperate situation. In this case, if you want to protect yourself, I'm afraid you have to ride the wolf out first.
"I'm responsible for exploring the way. Two Taoist friends try to block the immortal level strong among the dead silkworm war figurines for me." although Lu Xiaotian has the strength to compete with the immortal, this combat power comes from many wolf riders, not Lu Xiaotian's own power. If you can't use it or use it less, you should try to avoid it and reduce your consumption.
"We try our best to protect Dongfang Taoist friends." CaoYe and corpse curl nodded at the same time. Without mentioning the orders of the master's generals, Lu Xiaotian saved their lives just now. Moreover, in this dry mulberry forest, once Lu Xiaotian lost, they would still die. After all, except for Lu Xiaotian, they had almost no choice but to die under the increasing Pathetique. Before, with the help of Lu Xiaotian, he passed a crisis. At present, the sadness and desolation lingering around is like the tide receding, but I don't know when it will rise again.
"As long as the strength doesn't reach the immortal, it won't pose a great threat to me." seeing that CaoYe and corpse curl protect themselves tightly, Lu Xiaotian added that he needs two to block the immortal level dead silkworm war figurines for him. However, in this dilemma, if the two are too distracted and injured by the dead silkworm war figurines, it won't be good for Lu Xiaotian.
"OK!" after Lu Xiaotian's reminder, he nodded at night and shook his body at the same time with the corpse owl. In an instant, the corpse curl first turned into a human faced vulture. The corpse monster, up to ten feet high, seemed clumsy, but the speed was very fast. In the twinkling of an eye, it turned into a virtual shadow, passing through more than ten dead silkworm war figurines.
Pengpeng... These dozens of dead silkworm war figurines were directly blasted in the air, turned into countless fragments and scattered from the void. The weeping night just reached out and brushed, and these scattered fragments were completely burned by the Gray dove free fire.
Naturally, the immortal level dead silkworm war figurines will not look at the corpse curl and the crying night wantonly killing the younger generation. At present, two groups of black air are winding around the crying night.
At night, the fingernail with a length of about a foot on his finger stretched out and stretched out his claw to grasp the void. The sharp claw shadow screamed in the void and grabbed the black gas coming from the two blacks.
A withered hand emerged from the two black clouds and collided with the claw shadow. Hum - the void vibrated, and circles of ripples rippled away, leaving more than 20 Xuanxian level dead silkworm war figurines pushed away by the violent ripples.
The two groups of huge black gas recognized the power of crying night, and suddenly dispersed into black gas all over the sky. They rolled up to crying night and Lu Xiaotian.
Crying night frowned, worried that this level of fighting would directly involve Lu Xiaotian. We can't force each other too close. At that moment, an endless gray corpse fire surged around the crying night and rolled back to the black air. Zizi... A burning sound in the void.
The figure of crying night disappeared in the Gray dove free fire. But the gray corpse fire and the gray air in the void are sometimes intertwined and sometimes separated. At the crossing place of both sides, a violent storm is set off in the dead mulberry forest. The falling mulberry leaves were rolled all over the sky.
Lu Xiaotian looked at it, and his eyesight could not be poor. Even the divine consciousness could not completely lock the precise position of the strong man behind the crying night and the black Qi in this environment.
A strange sound sounded in the void. It seemed that the dove free fire at night had the upper hand. In addition, another dead silkworm battle Figurine joined the battle group. The dead silkworm battle Figurine spits out blue silk flying all over the sky. Silks are as sharp as hate, or light, and they don't seem to have any strength.
Lu Xiaotian floated back for a while to avoid being directly involved in the fight of this immortal strong man. On the other side, the corpse curl and the immortal dead silkworm war figurines also fought together.
At this time, a dark blue machete of the corpse owl was like a whirlwind in his hand, blowing through the dead mulberry forest. There were only faint shadows of the knife in the sky. The strength of the dead silkworm war Figurine was also very important. Behind it, there was a giant silkworm Dharma phase, twisting his fat body. It looked like a bottomless hole imitating the Buddha, constantly containing knife Qi, At the same time, his body sent out strange purple waves. Lu Xiaotian also sensed a strong threat from the wave and had to step away.
Whoosh, whoosh, one after another, the Xuanxian level dead silkworm war figurines forced Lu Xiaotian. The interlaced silk almost wraps up the area where Lu Xiaotian is located, which doesn't seem to give Lu Xiaotian a chance to escape.
A strong breath of death came from the silk. Lu Xiaotian was filled with a pure Buddhist breath. Facing the surging crisis, Lu Xiaotian stood still like an old monk.
Seeing that the silk was about to wrap around Lu Xiaotian, Lu Xiaotian pointed to the void and a pillar of fire condensed by the true flame of Nirvana slowly floated forward. Burn the barrier formed by the silk in front of him directly, and Lu Xiaotian's body flashed and penetrated.
Once Lu Xiaotian penetrated the thick silk barrier, a gray rain poured down outside. Every raindrop has a strong corrosive smell.
Twenty dozen dead silkworm war figurines quietly emerged in the void, like a large array intertwined. Lu Xiaotian's eyebrows jumped. When these Xuanxian level dead silkworm war figurines met, they set up such a large array to deal with him. Obviously, the situation is not quite right.
However, many dead silkworm war figurines were killed by crying night and corpse curl. Although the large array of more than 20 dead silkworm war figurines in front of Lu Xiaotian is in danger, it is not particularly complete in Lu Xiaotian's eyes. Now that the dragon and wolf riding totem can be used by himself, Lu Xiaotian doesn't feel much panic even though he is surrounded by so many Xuanxian level dead silkworm war figurines.
At this time, on the night of crying outside the array, the corpse curl fought with three immortal level dead silkworm war figurines, and looked at the area covered by gray rain in the distant void with worry in their eyes.
Swish, swish, a large number of dead silkworms and pupae appeared in the dead mulberry forest. Originally, Lu Xiaotian and the crying night, the corpse owls hesitated to take a look at the situation of red and black dragons and Xiang Zhongyang to see if it was possible to reap profits.However, before they moved, a group of dead silkworms and pupae appeared in sight one after another. There was no need to choose more.Dozens of dead silkworm fighting figurines appeared in sight. The strength of dead silkworm fighting figurines ranged from Xuanxian level to Tianxian level. So many dead silkworm fighting figurines were crying at night, and the two corpses were big. As for Lu Xiaotian, he was also very difficult. If it wasn't for the wrong circumstances, he temporarily refined the totem power of dragon and wolf riding, which could be directly integrated into his body, and his strength increased sharply, In the face of these dead silkworm war figurines, they are really forced to a desperate situation. In this case, if you want to protect yourself, I'm afraid you have to ride the wolf out first."I'm responsible for exploring the way. Two Taoist friends try to block the immortal level strong among the dead silkworm war figurines for me." although Lu Xiaotian has the strength to compete with the immortal, this combat power comes from many wolf riders, not Lu Xiaotian's own power. If you can't use it or use it less, you should try to avoid it and reduce your consumption."We try our best to protect Dongfang Taoist friends." CaoYe and corpse curl nodded at the same time. Without mentioning the orders of the master's generals, Lu Xiaotian saved their lives just now. Moreover, in this dry mulberry forest, once Lu Xiaotian lost, they would still die. After all, except for Lu Xiaotian, they had almost no choice but to die under the increasing Pathetique. Before, with the help of Lu Xiaotian, he passed a crisis. At present, the sadness and desolation lingering around is like the tide receding, but I don't know when it will rise again."As long as the strength doesn't reach the immortal, it won't pose a great threat to me." seeing that CaoYe and corpse curl protect themselves tightly, Lu Xiaotian added that he needs two to block the immortal level dead silkworm war figurines for him. However, in this dilemma, if the two are too distracted and injured by the dead silkworm war figurines, it won't be good for Lu Xiaotian."OK!" after Lu Xiaotian's reminder, he nodded at night and shook his body at the same time with the corpse owl. In an instant, the corpse curl first turned into a human faced vulture. The corpse monster, up to ten feet high, seemed clumsy, but the speed was very fast. In the twinkling of an eye, it turned into a virtual shadow, passing through more than ten dead silkworm war figurines.Pengpeng... These dozens of dead silkworm war figurines were directly blasted in the air, turned into countless fragments and scattered from the void. The weeping night just reached out and brushed, and these scattered fragments were completely burned by the Gray dove free fire.Naturally, the immortal level dead silkworm war figurines will not look at the corpse curl and the crying night wantonly killing the younger generation. At present, two groups of black air are winding around the crying night.At night, the fingernail with a length of about a foot on his finger stretched out and stretched out his claw to grasp the void. The sharp claw shadow screamed in the void and grabbed the black gas coming from the two blacks.A withered hand emerged from the two black clouds and collided with the claw shadow. Hum - the void vibrated, and circles of ripples rippled away, leaving more than 20 Xuanxian level dead silkworm war figurines pushed away by the violent ripples.The two groups of huge black gas recognized the power of crying night, and suddenly dispersed into black gas all over the sky. They rolled up to crying night and Lu Xiaotian.Crying night frowned, worried that this level of fighting would directly involve Lu Xiaotian. We can't force each other too close. At that moment, an endless gray corpse fire surged around the crying night and rolled back to the black air. Zizi... A burning sound in the void.The figure of crying night disappeared in the Gray dove free fire. But the gray corpse fire and the gray air in the void are sometimes intertwined and sometimes separated. At the crossing place of both sides, a violent storm is set off in the dead mulberry forest. The falling mulberry leaves were rolled all over the sky.Lu Xiaotian looked at it, and his eyesight could not be poor. Even the divine consciousness could not completely lock the precise position of the strong man behind the crying night and the black Qi in this environment.A strange sound sounded in the void. It seemed that the dove free fire at night had the upper hand. In addition, another dead silkworm battle Figurine joined the battle group. The dead silkworm battle Figurine spits out blue silk flying all over the sky. Silks are as sharp as hate, or light, and they don't seem to have any strength.Lu Xiaotian floated back for a while to avoid being directly involved in the fight of this immortal strong man. On the other side, the corpse curl and the immortal dead silkworm war figurines also fought together.At this time, a dark blue machete of the corpse owl was like a whirlwind in his hand, blowing through the dead mulberry forest. There were only faint shadows of the knife in the sky. The strength of the dead silkworm war Figurine was also very important. Behind it, there was a giant silkworm Dharma phase, twisting his fat body. It looked like a bottomless hole imitating the Buddha, constantly containing knife Qi, At the same time, his body sent out strange purple waves. Lu Xiaotian also sensed a strong threat from the wave and had to step away.Whoosh, whoosh, one after another, the Xuanxian level dead silkworm war figurines forced Lu Xiaotian. The interlaced silk almost wraps up the area where Lu Xiaotian is located, which doesn't seem to give Lu Xiaotian a chance to escape.A strong breath of death came from the silk. Lu Xiaotian was filled with a pure Buddhist breath. Facing the surging crisis, Lu Xiaotian stood still like an old monk.Seeing that the silk was about to wrap around Lu Xiaotian, Lu Xiaotian pointed to the void and a pillar of fire condensed by the true flame of Nirvana slowly floated forward. Burn the barrier formed by the silk in front of him directly, and Lu Xiaotian's body flashed and penetrated.Once Lu Xiaotian penetrated the thick silk barrier, a gray rain poured down outside. Every raindrop has a strong corrosive smell.Twenty dozen dead silkworm war figurines quietly emerged in the void, like a large array intertwined. Lu Xiaotian's eyebrows jumped. When these Xuanxian level dead silkworm war figurines met, they set up such a large array to deal with him. Obviously, the situation is not quite right.However, many dead silkworm war figurines were killed by crying night and corpse curl. Although the large array of more than 20 dead silkworm war figurines in front of Lu Xiaotian is in danger, it is not particularly complete in Lu Xiaotian's eyes. Now that the dragon and wolf riding totem can be used by himself, Lu Xiaotian doesn't feel much panic even though he is surrounded by so many Xuanxian level dead silkworm war figurines.At this time, on the night of crying outside the array, the corpse curl fought with three immortal level dead silkworm war figurines, and looked at the area covered by gray rain in the distant void with worry in their eyes.
