"That's it. Zhou Tong sneered, if the means were limited to this, he would give Lu Xiaotian a good look today, and Lu Xiaotian was the one who picked up the left and right things. When Zhou Tong resisted the Demon Suppression Tower, he had to control the flying sword to attack Lu Xiaotian.

It's just that the smile on Zhou Tong's face quickly became stiff. I saw that one after another demon towers flew out, and the spiritual light on the towers was connected, and the momentum that was as heavy as a mountain was all pressed on him. Zhou Tong's breath suddenly stagnated, and his whole face became red. The power to resist the suppression of the pagoda is not enough, where is there still the strength to control the flying sword.

A resounding slap was thrown on Zhou Tong's face. Zhou Tong's left face was suddenly swollen like a pig's face.

That slap was not over just now, and then another slap was made.

After continuous slapping and fanning, Zhou Tong's face was no longer human, Mo Xue of the Void Heaven Gate and several Yuanying monks present couldn't bear to look at it directly, so a Yuanying monk was beaten like this, where will this face be put in the future?

Peng Yishan was even more shocked in his heart, his strength was not much different from Zhou Tong, and Zhou Tong had no power to resist under Lu Xiaotian. Even if you add yourself, I'm afraid it will also be self-inflicted.

"Lu Xiaotian, one day, I will make you double today's humiliation!" Zhou Tong's eyes were split, and he looked at Lu Xiaotian with a pair of red eyes, since he stepped into the Dao of Cultivating Immortals, no one had humiliated him like this.

"Ever since you forced me to leave Mochizuki in the teleportation array, you haven't had this day. ”

Lu Xiaotian smiled coldly, kicked Zhou Tong so much that he vomited blood and flew out, his heart was extremely happy, when he was in the Earth Flame Mountain, this guy was still looking down on him from above, and after leaving the moon platform, he was abused by Zhou Tong almost to death, and now he has recovered some interest.

"Get out!"

Zhou Tong was ashamed and angry, and he couldn't care about Peng Yijian and Mo Xue, so he left alone.

Peng Yijian's face was blue, and he also left after him, not speculating for more than half a sentence. What's more, Fang Cai has already fallen out. Mo Xue bowed her hand to Lu Xiaotian apologetically, and also left with Peng Yijian.

"It seems that Brother Lu is still a person with a story. Qiao Lan looked at Lu Xiaotian and smiled.

"It's just a bit of an old thing. This guy is lucky, he didn't meet when we returned to the secret realm, and killing him now will be a lot of trouble after all. ”

Lu Xiaotian shook his head, and didn't take Zhou Tong's matter to heart, the two of them were mortal enemies, even if they didn't come out like this, they would inevitably fight to the death when they encountered it in private.

After Zhou Tong's twists and turns, the road back to White Crane City was calm, and occasionally encountered sporadic ghost clans, and Lu Xiaotian was too lazy to cook. flew directly in the frightened eyes of the other party.

"See Old Ancestor!" Lu Xiaotian was greeted by the worshipful and fanatical eyes of the monks of the Lingxiao Palace of White Crane City as always.

"Senior Brother Lu, you are back, but you are worried about me. Chen Henian was relieved to see Lu Xiaotian come back. Laughing and greeting.

followed by Xiao Xiangyu.

"Senior Brother Lu, who are these?" Xiao Xiangyu looked at Wu Ziyuan, Qiao Lan and the eight-legged Demon Bull Beast behind Lu Xiaotian in surprise.

"These are my friends, who came from a casual cultivation background, and came to my Lingxiao Palace as guests. Lu Xiaotian introduced the two of them.

"Haha, Brother Lu's friend, welcome, welcome!"

Chen Henian was overjoyed when he heard this. Without a background of casual cultivation, Chen Henian naturally will not be gullible, but since Lu Xiaotian said that he was a friend, it would not be harmful to Lingxiao Palace, in this situation in front of him, Lu Xiaotian suddenly brought in a few Yuanying-level powerhouses to help, which has immeasurable benefits for strengthening the momentum of Lingxiao Palace.

These few brought by Lu Xiaotian, plus the Yuanying Cultivators of Lingxiao Palace itself, apart from Qingdan Palace and the Ancient Sword Sect, there is also any sect that can pull out so many Yuanying-level powerhouses at the same time.

The injuries on the eight-legged demon bull beast were not yet healed, and after getting the healing spirit grass given by Lu Xiaotian, he immediately went to retreat to recuperate.

Wu Ziyuan and Qiao Lan were not busy cultivating, they were used to the Chiyuan Continent, and there was an abundance of aura in the secret realm, in this kind of barren place, there was nothing to cultivate, and the two of them were very curious about this unfamiliar environment.

Walking around White Crane City for a while, he would occasionally pull one or two monks to ask about the situation in front of him, or about things like Mochizuki Cultivating the Immortal Realm.

Lu Xiaotian pulled Chen Henian aside and briefly said the matter with Zhou Tong.

"This son is so vicious! In vain, my Lingxiao Palace and Xuanbing Gate have always had a good relationship, but it is so insidious, Senior Brother Lu doesn't have to worry, and he didn't really do anything to him, he didn't teach him a lesson, and he didn't have the face to show it around. When Chen Henian heard this, he immediately said angrily.

Lu Xiaotian smiled in his heart, Chen Henian's expression was naturally exaggerated, if he hadn't become a Yuanying Monk, Chen Henian would have taken it directly, after all, it was impossible to offend the Yuanying Monk of Xuanbing Sect for him.

This old monster grew up in Lingxiao Palace since he was a child, and his feelings for Lingxiao Palace are not comparable to his own, and there is not much left of Shouyuan at the moment, and the interests of Lingxiao Palace are basically the most important in his eyes.

Chen Henian is different from his own demands, this is understandable, it is much better than those who do everything for their own selfish interests, Lu Xiaotian thinks that he is not as good as Chen Henian in this regard.

"It's okay to have nothing to do, Senior Brother's qualifications and popularity are much deeper than mine, and I have to bother Senior Brother to help me collect some Thunderbolt Sand, the more the better, I have some spirit grass here, and the year is not low." It should be more than enough to exchange for thunderbolt sand. ”

Lu Xiaotian put some spirit grasses that had matured from within the enchantment for thousands of years or so, and which were rare for Yuanying Cultivators, into a storage bag and handed them to Chen Henian.

"Senior Brother Lu, don't worry, I will definitely handle this matter for you, let's look at the moon to cultivate the immortal realm, as well as the Southern Wilderness, and there are some Yuanying Lei Xiu, it shouldn't be difficult to exchange for this." Chen Henian was full of eyesight, "The junior brother has been busy outside for a while, and he must need to rest, so he will rest for the time being. ”

"Then thank you, brother. Lu Xiaotian nodded, he really had a lot of things to do right now, refining the Thunderbolt Fire Thunder Bead, just wait for the Thunderbolt Thunder Sand to get it, and there was a more important thing, only when he returned to White Crane City, Lu Xiaotian would be relieved for the time being, after all, this refining was too important to be disturbed at all, and Lu Xiaotian also attached unprecedented importance to it, and he didn't want to stay in the secret realm and take risks.

After confessing to Chen Henian, Xiao Xiangyu and the two blocked everything for him, Lu Xiaotian also entered his residence and set up a ban around him.

After preventing all the breath from leaking, Lu Xiaotian sat in the room wrapped in several layers of prohibitions, and there was a nail-sized cyan spar floating in his palm, which was the rock bluestone.

A trace of solemnity flashed on Lu Xiaotian's face, his palms stretched out in front of him, palms facing each other, and the bluestone was restrained by mana, suspended in the middle of the palms of his hands.