He had been played with by the black-robed old man on the bone palm without knowing it, and he was calculated again and again, if it weren't for this mysterious, enchantment-like barrier, I am afraid that he would not be spared this time, and he would have been swallowed by the black-robed old man. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Now that he got out of the crisis by chance, Lu Xiaotian was overjoyed, and at the same time hated the old man in black robe in his heart, and even dug up and sarcastic at the moment, making the old man in black robe angry and screaming.

"Boy, don't be complacent, do you think that this mere barrier can stop the old man? ”

The old man in the black robe shouted a few words on the barrier, and after sneering, he flew back dozens of feet away.

Lu Xiaotian's face changed, he was clear about the power of the black-robed old man, this old monster knew a lot of immortal spells, especially the golden flying sword, splitting mountains and gravel like idleness. It's easy to carve out a cave, and the transparent barrier in front of you doesn't look very solid.

"Fireball Technique!" A series of small fireballs that were scorching appeared as the black-robed old man recited the spell, and smashed into the transparent barrier one after another.

Lu Xiaotian was startled, and was about to escape, when he suddenly found that although those small fireballs looked mighty and exploded, the barrier was untouched. Suddenly, a hanging heart fell back into his stomach, and with this experience, he remembered that he had woken up from the cliff, and what he recalled was not a dream, but an unknown mystery that Yuan Shen found in his body.

"Old thing, it looks like your spells aren't very good. ”

"Don't be complacent, the old man still has a lot of unused spells. The old man in the black robe shouted, "Golden spear!"

Bang Bang more than a dozen golden spear heads shot at the barrier, knocking out countless golden fragments, and the transparent barrier still didn't have a trace of movement, not even a white spot on it.

"Wind Blade!"

"Earth Thorn Technique!"

"Water archery!"

After a crackle, the black-robed old man screamed, "Ah, how did I fall back to the eleventh layer of Qi refining!"

Lu Xiaotian was completely relieved at this time, and only then did he find that the golden and red balls representing the black-robed old man were much darker at this time. It turns out that the strength of the original god to cast spells will decrease.

If this old monster continues like this, I am afraid that it will not be long before it will fall to the first level of qi refining, so he stepped forward, lay on the transparent barrier, and said in a loud voice, "Old thing, why can't you fight? ”

"Stinky boy, Hugh is rampant!" The old man in the black robe was so angry that one Buddha ascended to heaven and the second Buddha was born, but he intrigued with other monks all day long, how could he fall for Lu Xiaotian so easily, and soon, he reacted and said, "Boy, you don't have to provoke me, the old man has eaten more salt than you have eaten rice, how can he fall for you." ”

Sure enough, it was an old fox, Lu Xiaotian scolded secretly, he couldn't beat him, he used words to provoke him, he didn't be fooled, it was really difficult, fortunately he couldn't rush out, otherwise it would be really difficult for him.

"Don't be fooled, forget it, you can't get out anyway, just stay in it for the rest of your life." ”

"How can you come and go freely? What is the method? Tell the teacher, let's write off the previous grievances, haven't you always wanted to learn the spell of the teacher, and the teacher will teach you later." The old man in the black robe said loudly as he leaned on the barrier.

"Do you think I'm stupid? I've been fooled once, and you want me to be fooled a second time. I fear that when I release you, it will be my end. ”

Lu Xiaotian snorted coldly, this old fox is treacherous, and his knowledge is far from being comparable to his little hairy child, and even some means he can't imagine, after all, in addition to cultivating the Mixed Yuan Sutra, he doesn't understand the immortal family spells at all, and this time he escaped from the other party's clutches, but it is not his own ability, it is completely luck. If the black-robed old man is given another chance, he may not have a second chance of good luck.

"Isn't it enough to swear an oath for the teacher's gambling curse? Please, let the old man out. The black-robed old man pleaded with a wailing voice.

"You're going to stay in there for the rest of your life. Lu Xiaotian said happily, with his previous experience on the small platform of the cliff, his consciousness turned and he gradually regained control of his body.

"Hey, hey, don't go!" The black-robed old man hurriedly shouted, but there was no trace of Lu Xiaotian's godlessness in front of him, and he couldn't help but be angry and angry, "Stinky boy, let you be proud, you can get out, it means that there must be a way to get out, if the old man finds a way to get out, you can't survive and die!"

Hiss----

The pinprick-like pain on Zhou's body made Lu Xiaotian gasp, and this was the effect of the soul-locking soup in the mouth of the black-robed old man. Lu Xiaotian opened his eyes, and the body of the black-robed old man was standing in front of him, one hand pressing on his Heavenly Spirit Cover. His heart palpitated, and when he saw this old face, he was a little afraid in his heart, but the face that was as dry as an old bark was completely lifeless.

This should be the old man in the black robe who has not recovered from his body, so what he sees in front of him is just a physical body. Unexpectedly, he was afraid of even a body without divine sense, and he was really bad, Lu Xiaotian laughed self-deprecatingly, and removed the hated hand of the black-robed old man from the top of his head.

"The agency is exhausted, the intentions are sinister, I didn't expect you to have today. Seeing the black-robed old man there like a wooden stake, Lu Xiaotian's courage also increased.

There were several black pouches hanging from the waist of the black-robed old man, Lu Xiaotian remembered that these bags seemed to have a storage function, and the black-robed old man always put some things into the bag and then took them out of it. Thinking that the things used by the black-robed old man might be in these black bags, Lu Xiaotian suddenly became excited. The black-robed old man was suspicious, most of the good things he brought with him, and there was nothing left in the cave at all.

However, in his impression, the old man in the black robe usually only has one black bag for his round trip, but now there are four, which is a little strange. But the more bags, the more things you have. But now that these things are his, Lu Buxiao carefully took off a few black bags.

There is also a jade gourd on the waist of the black-robed old man, which he knows is specially used to hold little green ants, so he naturally laughs at it.

"By the way, there's the old thing's golden flying sword. Lu Xiaotian suddenly remembered the scene when the black-robed old man opened the cave, and the golden sword flew out of his sleeve pocket.

So he couldn't wait to open the sleeve pocket of the black-robed old man, which was already empty, and he couldn't find anything. Lu Xiaotian, who was a little angry, searched all over the black-robed old man, but he didn't find the figure of the golden flying sword.

Could it be that he had already hidden it in a storage bag? Glancing at the body of the black-robed old man, his heart moved, and he pushed the body of the black-robed old man into the soul-locking soup in the wooden barrel, and added some water to the barrel, so that the water did not reach the top of his head.