The ethereal sword fetus was pierced on it, and it was somewhat blocked, and it paused slightly, but the next moment, the ethereal sword fetus had disappeared.

On the other side of the shield, the screams were already ringing. Lu Xiaotian looked intently, only to see that a hole had appeared in the shield.

The small shield had been directly cut by the ethereal sword fetus, and with a scream, the shield fell to the ground like losing its vitality, and Lu Xiaotian was able to see the situation behind him, and at this time, there was already a hole in the chest of the fat man in black. The head was pulled down, and a several-inch-tall, brown-yellow baby fled out of it in a panic, fleeing towards the teleportation array, and the speed was not much slower than that of the Xuan Nightmare Ghost King.

Lu Xiaotian gritted his teeth, in this kind of ghost place right now, no matter how fast his speed is, it is definitely no faster than the ethereal sword fetus, and the sword fetus does not seem to be hostile to him.

The opportunity is rare, directly take out a vial, and take the blood of the fat man in black, the essence blood of the Yuanying monk is the same as the blood of the demon above the tenth order, and it is quite effective for the Bat King's magic wings.

Cheng Dexiang and the other six people, seeing this scene in front of them, were so frightened that they didn't possess their bodies, they were the ancestors of the Yuanying, and under the threat of death, they would also be afraid and afraid. Turning around and running for their lives, they all fled back into the teleportation array.

These people originally came with the mentality of taking advantage, but they never expected that this hateful silver-haired monk would actually bring them to such a terrible place, that is, the Yuanying monk came in, if there was no teleportation array, they would definitely die, and even the ghost clan would not stay for a moment, let alone them.

It's just that the boy who escaped the slowest still couldn't escape the fate of being strangled, and the other five people felt that the air had solidified when they saw Yu Xiaoyun, who had even Yuan Ying being shattered into pieces, outside the teleportation array. The power of this flying sword is so great!

The Xuanwei Ghost King, Cheng Dexiang and the others, who were re-teleported to the Harmless Lake, still had a burst of horror on their faces.

"What the hell is that greatsword, it's so terrifying!" the nun's face was still pale, and she hadn't recovered from the thrill of the moment.

"Who knows, it's a pity that Yu Daoyou and Hu Daoyou died in that mysterious place, and no one even cleaned up the bones. ”

Cheng Dexiang sighed and said. This time, he didn't get any benefits, but he lost two lives, and he was also a Yuanying monk, so the loss was not small. No, Cheng Dexiang was a little fortunate in his heart. Anyway, fortunately, I finally escaped.

By the way, there's a ghost clan!

After a few brushes, Cheng Dexiang and the Xuanyi Ghost King stood on one side and were hostile to each other.

"This friend of the ghost clan, you seem to be very familiar with that Jindan junior, I don't know what treasure the other party took from you, and actually made you fight so much?" Cheng Dexiang looked at the Xuanwei Ghost King and said.

"What kind of thing are you, you dare to question the old man. The Xuan Nightmare Ghost King snorted coldly, covered his injured chest, no longer paid attention to Cheng Dexiang and the others who looked embarrassed, his eyes fell on the teleportation array that had stopped running, his eyes were cloudy for a while, and the black gas rolled, and he turned to leave.

If it weren't for the fact that he was not lightly injured by the ethereal sword fetus, and he was annoyed and angry, the Xuan Nightmare Ghost King wouldn't mind destroying these annoying guys in front of him.

"What an arrogant ghost clan, let's go back first, and when we meet the newly arrived helpers, we will come to find the bad luck of this ghost clan!" said the bearded man angrily.

"Let's go, what the ghost clan can use may not be useful to us, but it's a pity that such a treasure land. Cheng Dexiang glanced at the teleportation array with a regretful expression.

"Yes, if it weren't for that terrible flying sword, it would not be a blessed place to spend some money to repair the teleportation array. The woman in the skirt also sighed faintly, but it was a pity.

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Lu Xiaotian naturally didn't have the time to care about what kind of mood these Yuanying Cultivators were in. At this time, he hurriedly used his divine sense to control another vial, put away the essence blood of this Yuanying monk, and if he missed this village, there would be no next shop.

Usually, it is rare for Lu Xiaotian to see Yuanying Monks, but today not only did he see several of them one after another, but two Yuanying Ancestors died directly in front of his eyes, and Lu Xiaotian still had a dream-like feeling now.

It seems that although the Yuanying Monk is strong, the vast and boundless world of cultivating immortals contains countless unknown dangers, and there are even secret realms left by the ancient monks.

The ethereal sword fetus had no intention of entering the teleportation array, and when he saw that the enemies in front of him were leaving, he turned his head and landed at Xiaotian.

Lu Xiaotian's heart tightened, but he quickly relaxed again, and looked at the ethereal sword fetus in front of him with a calm face, this kind of calmness was not pretended, but a kind of helplessness that could not be done, compared to speed, at this time, within the scope of the Ethereal Palace, it was absolutely impossible for him to be faster than the ethereal sword fetus in front of him.

The only exit that can leave quickly is the teleportation array, not to mention that now the ethereal sword tire is blocked in front, Lu Xiaotian can't get around at all at this time, even if it is not blocked, Lu Xiaotian can't pass through the teleportation array again, who knows if he will run into the Xuanyi Ghost King or other ill-intentioned Yuanying monks when he goes out at this time?

Even so, apart from accepting reality, Lu Xiaotian really has no choice.

And judging from the signs of Fang Cai, the ethereal sword fetus doesn't seem to be very hostile to himself.

With a hint of luck, the ethereal sword fetus wandered to Lu Xiaotian's side, as if it had vitality, and Lu Xiaotian felt that the transparent giant sword in front of him was not a sword fetus, but a monk looking at himself.

The ethereal sword fetus in front of him groaned softly, and there was a stirring in Lu Xiaotian's dantian, and the sword embryo that he had been refining for many years actually resonated with the sword fetus in front of him. Uncontrollably detached from the body, but it was dwarfed by the comparison of the ethereal sword fetus in front of him.

The ethereal sword fetus looked at the small sword that was a few sizes smaller in front of him, the sword body was magnificent, and the several pills and sword embryos that Lu Xiaotian had refined by himself actually shuttled in the air with the ethereal sword fetus, and Lu Xiaotian seemed to feel a burst of joy in the divine consciousness attached to the sword blade and the sword embryo. And the sword embryo that he cultivated seems to be shuttling in this way, changing one after another unpredictable sword moves in the air, the first move is the Phantom Rain Falling Sword Style, and there is also behind the Phantom Rain Falling Sword Style.

Lu Xiaotian was shocked, and hurriedly wrote down the amazing scene in front of him, lest he miss one of the details. At this time, his divine consciousness was attached to the sword embryo and the sword pill, and his understanding of this mysterious sword technique became more and more nuanced.

Originally, when Lu Xiaotian had only entered the Ethereal Hall before, he had heard rumors that this Ethereal Venerable might be the strongest among the ancient Yuan Infant Cultivators, and when he left later, Lu Xiaotian had doubts in his heart.

At this time, he could no longer guess how strong the Ethereal Venerable had been before, but the sword fetus left behind could sweep in all directions, killing the Yuanying Monk as if it were idle, which was far beyond what the Yuanying Monk could reach.