The Cave Ape Ghost King had a heartbroken look on his face, this white-boned mace had followed him to fight for many years, and had destroyed several enemies of life and death, it was his most proud treasure, but he didn't expect it to be so badly damaged in the hands of this silver-haired boy. If you want to raise it back later, it is not a simple matter, without this ghost weapon that liners his hands, his strength will also be greatly discounted.

"Boy, now that the sword array is damaged, I see what else you can do!" Putting away his white-bone mace, which was not lightly injured, the Cave Ape Ghost King was furious, and he jumped in the air, his body pressed towards Lu Xiaotian like a hill, and the two black gases in his nostrils were like pythons, circling around his body, forming a protection.

At this time, the cave ape ghost king was angry, and he was desperately burned by the spiritual fire, and he also wanted to kill the human race in front of him under the palm, the claw bigger than the pu fan, slapped down on Lu Xiaotian's head, and before the claw arrived, a slammed palm power down. The white bone mace is only his most proud ghost weapon, in the past, as a master of the mid-stage realm of the ghost king, even if he has fallen to a level of realm, but his eyesight is still there after all, and the cave ape ghost king will naturally not have only this one means.

Lu Xiaotian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, with a look of mockery, the ethereal sword formation was indeed traumatized, this is not because the ethereal sword formation is fragile, but because he can't integrate the changes in the sword formation, otherwise, with the offensive and defensive skills of this sword formation, this cave ape ghost king just used the art of removing armor, and suddenly exploded, and it couldn't have much impact on the ethereal sword formation, and the ethereal sword formation had eight flying swords together.

If Lu Xiaotian can operate this sword formation from his heart, unless he destroys these eight flying swords at the same time, if he attacks one of the flying swords, the damage will also be distributed to the other flying swords, and it will not cause a fatal blow. Lu Xiaotian can only use the Eight Dao Yuan Gods now to use this array to defeat the enemy. It's not that the power of the formation is fully exerted.

Otherwise, it would not have suffered such a setback.

If this cave ape ghost king immediately opened the two pairs of meat wings at the moment when the formation was broken, relying on exceeding his speed, he could still escape, but at this time, the cave ape ghost king did not retreat but advanced, wanting to take advantage of the traces of his sword formation to attack and kill himself in one fell swoop, but he miscalculated.

At this time, Lu Xiaotian was also a little fortunate in his heart, he had made two preparations during the Jindan period, otherwise he only had a set of ethereal sword formations in his hands, and he was really quite passive at this time, although his own mana was more than that of ordinary Yuanying in the early stage, but this cave ape ghost king was an extremely powerful opponent, and in terms of mana alone, it was indeed much stronger than him. Moreover, among the previous opponents, the Cave Ape Ghost King was able to kill two Terran Yuan Infant two phases and seriously injure a mid-Yuan Infant monk, how could he be a mediocre hand. Coupled with its speed, as long as it doesn't encounter those extremely powerful middle stage of the Yuan Infant, or the Great Cultivator, it is an extremely difficult character.

If you only have an ethereal sword array to rely on, and you don't cultivate this set of sword formations to a state of pure fire, and you are hit backhand by this cave ape ghost king, it is really fierce, after all, even if you escape, you are not as fast as the other party.

It's just that this assumption doesn't exist, seeing the mocking look on Lu Xiaotian's face, the Cave Ape Ghost King sighed in his heart, there was no trace of panic in this kid's eyes, some were just mockery. Could it be that the other party has any other powerful means?

The opponent did not make the cave ape ghost king puzzled for long, and seven ancient silver pagodas reappeared, each pagoda had a Zen and pure atmosphere, solemn and mysterious.

The seven pagodas are magnificent, the Demon Destroying Curse Futu, the Black Sky Extreme Holy Futu, the Vajra Seal Futu, the Universal Ming King Futu, and the Fighting Monk Futu announce the seven pagodas, although for the time being, they can only use the power of the first-level Futu, but the seven are united, and they also constitute a whole.

"Seventh-level floating slaughter!"

Lu Xiaotian coldly spit out a few words from his mouth.

The psychic light of the seven demon towers joined together and was suppressed in the air.

The Cave Ape Ghost King had a frightened look on his face, obviously he didn't expect that Lu Xiaotian also had a set of psychic magic weapons that were even more powerful than Fang Cai's sword array, what kind of freak was this kid in front of him, he was a great monk in the human race, and it was definitely rare to want to get together such a set of psychic magic weapons.

This kid is only in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and the sword formation has already made him sacrifice his life to fight, and after spending a heavy price, he finally grabbed a little advantage. But who would have thought that the other party would still have this so-called seventh-level floating slaughter in his hand! The threat he brought to him was far above Fang Cai's sword array!

It's not that the seventh-level floating slaughter is better than the ethereal sword array, but that Lu Xiaotian has been immersed in this path for a longer time, after all, the ethereal sword array has only been refined for a long time, and the seven demon suppression towers have already been refined in the late stage of Jindan. Although at that time, due to the relationship of mana, he could not perform such a killing move as a seventh-level floating slaughter, but after all, the psychic was earlier, and the compatibility with Lu Xiaotian was further than that of the ethereal sword formation. The ethereal sword formation Lu Xiaotian also did not understand it thoroughly.

Moreover, the psychic magic weapon refined by this Buddha and Taoist exercises, combined with the spiritual fire of Brahman, naturally has to be restrained in dealing with these evil things such as demons. It is reasonable that the lethality of the cave ape ghost king is even greater.

Even though the seventh-level floating slaughter that Lu Xiaotian is using now is only at the entry stage, for the cave ape ghost king at this time, it is no different from a flood beast.

Where can the Cave Ape Ghost King care about killing Lu Xiaotian at this time, if he lets the demon suppression tower above his head go unattended, I am afraid that he has not been able to catch Lu Xiaotian's fur, and he has been suppressed by this pagoda and died.

"Roar!" The thick palm of the cave ape ghost king slapped his chest, his eyes were full of madness, and the ghost aura was full of his body, and the cave ape ghost king held the sky with both hands, supporting the silver brilliance that had been formed by the seven towers together.

"Fire!"

Looking at this grinning cave ape ghost king, Lu Xiaotian's eyes were cold, and he spit out a word in his mouth again.

The cyan Van Luo spiritual fire surged down from within the Seven Towers. In an instant, a sea of fire formed around the Cave Ape Ghost King.

A large amount of eerie ghost qi erupted from the heavenly nose of the Cave Ape Ghost Dynasty, and under the burning of the sea of fire, it sizzled, and in the blink of an eye, the protection on the surface of the Cave Ape Ghost King began to disintegrate.

The Van Luo spiritual fire began to attach to the body of the cave ape ghost king.

The Cave Ape Ghost King howled miserably, it had been a long time, he had not tried this kind of painful taste for a long time. The suppressive force formed by the seventh-level floating slaughter above his head was like the pressure of a mountain. He was so overwhelmed that he couldn't breathe, and under him, a sea of fire was burning. The Cave Ape Ghost King's hands holding the Demon Suppression Tower began to tremble, and his body also trembled in the sea of fire, swinging his fist, unable to bear the weight of his head anymore.

At this time, the Cave Ape Ghost King was swollen with blood-red eyes, and the thick tendons on his arms and neck seemed to be about to explode, and he could not support the suppressive power of the seventh-level floating slaughter.