Although Mu Linsen's cultivation skyrocketed in a short period of time after swallowing the "Burning Cultivation Pill", he was not good at attacking after all. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 On the one hand, he has to deal with the grappling millet, and on the other hand, he needs to always be on guard against the thunder that may fall on his head at any time, which makes him temporarily numb.

At this time, he had no time to swing his shovel to send out the Yellow Dragon Storm. The spirit roots summoned were also being eaten by the silver dragon spear soul and the purple blood vine, and the number was drastically decreasing. Gradually, he began to feel sorry for his spiritual roots.

"Brother Yi, admit defeat in the next ~~~"

has been accompanied by plants and trees for a long time, and Mu Linsen's state of mind has long been clear. There were still a lot of "Sealed Cultivation Pills" and "Burning Cultivation Pills" in his storage bag, but now, it was just the first stage of the Tianjiao Sequence Battle, and it was unnecessary to use these accumulations on one person.

Besides, this person in front of him is really difficult to deal with. Since it is no longer possible to win, it is useless to consume it like this, so it is also calm to simply admit defeat.

"Brother Mu, admit it!"

Luan Tian hugged his fist at Mu Linsen, and the millet on the side had already stopped.

"There's something I don't know about below, can I ask my brother for advice?"

After Mu Linsen admitted defeat, he didn't leave immediately, and talked to Luan Tianpan with his hand.

"Brother Mu doesn't have to be polite, but it's okay to ask."

Luan Tian smiled and said lightly.

"The silver dragon spell called by Brother Yi is transformed by magic, or is it a machine spirit?"

"It's a machine spirit!"

"Brother Yi also has a method that can control the spiritual root."

"Exactly, but compared to Brother Mu's method, it is a big deal!"

Hearing this, Mu Linsen lowered his head and groaned slightly, then raised his head and clenched his fists at Luan Tian again:

"Brother Yi is a person with great opportunities, if we have a fate, we will meet again!"

"Brother Mu has a good reputation, goodbye!"

After Mu Linsen finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of Luan Tian's cave to rob the other caves. Luan Tianmu sent Mu Linsen away, recalled Millet to the Qiankun Ring, and exerted his strength to restore the Yin and Yang transformation. A few hours later, his form was back at its peak, and he was ready to attack.

At this time, the ranking on the light pillar of the Blue Sea Floating Tu has changed dramatically. Even the top 10 is starting to change. Jiu Ge and Dragon Tooth still ranked first and second respectively. The third place is no longer a fire phoenix, but has become the Holy Son of the Star Picking Gate - Miao Kongzi.

The fourth place became the Dou general of the Ancient Dou family, and the fire phoenix ranked fifth. The Moon Feather Fairy from the North Snowfield also slipped in the ranking, to tenth place. Instead, it was the Holy Son of the Ziyang Sect, Qiu Yiye.

The night that was once followed by Luan Tian, the ranking has risen significantly. For some reason, his initial cave in the Blue Sea Floating Massacre was only number sixty-seven, and now, he is ranked ninth.

Regarding the drastic changes in the rankings in recent days, Luan Tian didn't know that these were still far from him. Now, he's in his cavern preparing, preparing, preparing, soaring!

Luan Tian's mind flickered, and dozens of purple blood vines roared out at the same time, shaking in front of him, roaring, and the terrible sound made people's hearts tremble.

He raised his hand, and the silver dragon spear soul flew out of the air, and after circling in the air, a silver light flashed, returning to his sea of knowledge. The hand fell, and a thunderbolt was drawn down in the air, making a "click~click~" sound, and slashed to the ground.

"Departure !!"

Luan Tian let out a strong shout, his figure flashed, and the person was already outside the cave door.

Cave No. 180 is guarded by a Terran monk named Long Xingtian, from the ancient Xia family. This person's attack skills are not very strong, but he has a very defensive magic weapon - Linglong Tower.

This exquisite pagoda is a medium-grade magic weapon, which is made by a famous maker with refined emery, and has excellent defense. With the help of this magic weapon, Long Xingtian killed from more than 200 to 180 all the way, and then he has been guarding here, and no one can break it.

When Luan Tian flew to the door of Cave 180, the first thing he felt was a cold, hostile gaze coming from inside. He clenched his fist at the monk sitting cross-legged inside:

"This fellow Daoist, in the next ten thousand..."

"Roll !!"

Before Luan Tian finished speaking, a hoarse voice came from inside, and his tone was extremely unkind, revealing a sense of cruelty. This interruption aroused the anger in Luan Tian's heart, and some of the shyness that existed in his heart disappeared.

He stopped talking, and strode into the cave, hundreds of purple blood vines waving out behind him. Upon entering the cave, he saw a terrifying face. It's not a human face anymore!

The man had no eyebrows, and the socket of his right eye was deeply sunken, and his drooping eyelids covered most of the eyeballs. The face was covered with purple scars, and deep scars were dense all over the face, and even the neck exposed under the robe was densely covered with deep marks, which was shocking!

"Exquisite Guardian~~~"

Long Xingtian pinched the trick in his mouth, stretched out his hand and patted the storage bag, and in the midst of the blue light, a pagoda shining with dazzling cyan light floated above his head. As soon as Linglong Tafu appeared, he grew up in the wind in an instant, protecting Long Xingtian in the whole tower!

"Chat~~~Chat~~~ I see what you can do to me!!"

Long Xingtian in the Linglong Pagoda let out a strange cry and shouted.

"Then you're good to go!!"

"炁~~~炁~~~炁~~~"

Luan Tian was unceremonious, and a hundred purple blood vines were wrapped around the Linglong Pagoda at the same time, and a hundred heads roared at the Linglong Pagoda, roaring, and sucking at the Linglong Pagoda from all directions!

The third eye of Luan Tian's eyebrows opened at the same time, and the Chaos Bell flew out, covering the Linglong Pagoda and Long Xingtian hiding inside! Luan Tian urged Qi to ring the Chaos Bell with all his might, and the melodious bell emitted bursts of shock waves, from the cracks in the tower body, into the Linglong Tower!!

This exquisite pagoda is the natal weapon of Long Xingtian, although he is from the ancient Xia family, but because he belongs to the side branch of the Xia family, he is quite excluded in the Xia family.

The Xia family is located in the Western Desert, and the cultivation resources are already poor, of course, as an ancient family, the accumulation of the Xia family is quite rich, but it is categorically not used by these side branch juniors.

Tempered in such an environment since childhood, Long Xingtian gradually developed a lonely, cold and vicious character. By chance, he found a relic in the depths of the desert, which was the place where a witch ancestor had traversed.

This witch clan survived the nine tribulations of saints here, and encountered an accident in the process of crossing the tribulation and died. When he was dying, he left his own artifact, the Linglong Pagoda, together with a blood oath, to future generations.

The content of this blood oath is not only terrifying, but also ridiculous. It requires that later generations apply his skin to his face and become his likeness in order to inherit his essence.

Long Xingtian also struggled for a moment in his heart, but in the face of this medium-grade magic weapon that he dreamed of, he finally picked up the face of the ancestor of the Wu clan that was placed on the edge of the Linglong Pagoda.

The moment the skin was applied to his face, the blood oath was made, and the Linglong Pagoda was owned by him from then on. And after a burst of heart-piercing pain and scratching, Long Xingtian's face also became what it is now.

Since then, his heart has become even colder...