As the deputy tower master of the Dan Tower, Zi Xiao did not move the way of alchemy at all, but in Black Rock City, Zi Xiao's reputation was not trivial, and there were few opponents under the distraction.

The Battle Dragon Decision is a powerful alchemy technique, Zixiao cultivated the Battle Dragon Decision to the Mahayana realm, and his own physical strength was almost perverted.

Running the Battle Dragon Duel, the purple light on his body circulated, and the battle armor on his body bloomed with dazzling purple light under the urging of the Battle Dragon Duel, turning into a strange glass color.

"Hehe, let you see the power of the Battle Dragon Duel" A strong battle intent emerged from Zixiao's body in the air, and that strong confidence came from the bottom of his heart.

His right hand clenched into a fist, shrank back, and then suddenly threw a punch at the prodigal son, and the purple light on his body flowed and converged on his right fist, and then suddenly erupted.

Purple light burst out, and then turned into a purple caracal in front of him, and rushed towards the prodigal son with teeth and claws, and this purple dragon exuded earth-shattering destructive power.

The prodigal son below flashed a cold light in his eyes, and the broken sword in his right hand slashed at Zilong, "snorting" A silver light rushed out of the broken sword, and shot out in an instant, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a silver curved blade and appeared in front of Zilong.

The silver curved blade was surrounded by countless strange runes the size of rice grains, which looked different from ordinary ordinary sword qi, and emanated strange power fluctuations from it.

"This doesn't seem to be an ordinary sword qi!" Zi Xiao looked at the silver curved blade rushing towards him, and there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes, just now he felt his heart beat suddenly.

Bang!

The curved blade collided with Zilong, and in an instant, the purple and silver light in the air exploded, and pieces of mist dispersed to both sides, and in the mist. The curved blade slashed right on Zilong's head.

Silver light flashed on the curved blade. The silver runes the size of a grain of rice flowed erratically. There is a hint of subtlety.

The purple light on the Zilong body condensed by the battle dragon was unstable, and there were bursts of wails in the air, and the purple light on his head flickered, and he looked vaguely unsupported.

Then cracks emerged, and then the silver curved blade slashed into Zilong's head and directly cut Zilong apart.

The silver light flashed and rushed towards the purple sky behind him, and from the power emanating from the silver light, it could be seen that this purple dragon had not consumed much of the power of the silver curved blade just now.

"How could it be!" watched as the curved blade rushed towards him. A cold light flashed in Zixiao's eyes, revealing a hint of incredulity, and then his complexion changed, his hands were folded, he raised them high above his head, and then slashed down.

Laugh at!

An astonishing purple blade of light shot out, slashing at the silver blade with a sharp aura, but unexpectedly, the purple blade containing great power was actually broken by the silver blade again, and then the silver blade continued to rush towards Zixiao, but this time the color it emitted was obviously darker.

Zixiao's face at this time showed an extremely solemn expression. He tried his best to hit this blow just now, but he still couldn't break the silver curved blade. It seems that this silver curved blade is really not simple.

Although he was shocked in his heart, Zi Xiao did not panic at all, his body unfolded and retreated sharply, and at the same time, he waved his hands and slashed forward again and again, and purple qi shot out from his hand, slashing towards the silver curved blade.

Bang bang bang ......!

The dense explosion sounded in the air, and the Yuan Infant Monk next to him watched the two of them fight fiercely, and their colors changed, Zixiao's strength was best known to these Danta monks, but at this time, Zixiao was obviously at a disadvantage.

"What a powerful guy, this cold-blooded prodigal son is really not a wasted name, what should Yao Ling do now, I'm afraid I can't stop him with Zixiao's strength" An old man in the infancy stage came to Yao Ling's side, and said with a solemn face, at this moment, Yao Ling focused his eyes on the battle group in the air, and also looked dignified.

"No matter what, we can't let him escape from here today, if he escapes, our Danta will be disgraced, and we won't be able to raise our heads in the future," Yao Ling said with a cold light in his eyes.

At this moment, there was a sudden "buzzing" sound from his waist, which sounded like the sound of a bee, and hearing this sound, the medicine spirit showed a hint of joy on his face.

I saw that he stretched out his hand and wiped it on his waist, and a cyan jade pendant appeared in his hand, and the cyan jade pendant at this time exuded a misty light, and there were faint lines of small characters flashing on it.

"What's going on?" Seeing the joy on the medicine spirit's face, the Yuan Infant Monk on the side asked with a puzzled expression.

"Hehe, the tower master and his old man have rushed back, and they will be there soon, as long as Zixiao can hold on for a while, and when the tower master comes back, this thief will definitely not be able to escape" Yao Ling said confidently.

"Great, it's good that the tower master is back, and I will definitely be able to clean up this thief" The Yuan Infant Monk next to him also showed a trace of excitement on his face.

Seeing Zixiao retreating again and again, those Yuan Infant Stage monks in the air had no intention of making a move, but at this time, the medicine spirit shouted: "Everyone go up together, drag him down, and the tower master will come back soon."

"What, the tower master will be back soon, then let's go up together and drag him down."

"Hehe, as long as you wait for the tower master to come back, you will definitely be able to clean him up" Another Yuan Infant Monk said excitedly, and then he urged his spiritual power, and an astonishing sword light rose up from the sky, instantly turning into a cyan giant sword and slashing at the prodigal son in the air.

Those Yuan Infant Stage Cultivators who had just been forced back struck again, and powerful power fluctuations surged in the air, and dozens of Yuan Infant Stage masters shot at the same time, and the terrifying spiritual pressure reached an astonishing level.

When the prodigal son heard the words of the medicine spirit, his heart froze, and several thoughts flashed in his mind in an instant, he could become the tower master of the Danta, he must not be an ordinary person, and the strength of this body refiner in front of him was extraordinary, if he continued to drag on, it would definitely be very unfavorable to himself.

After thinking about it in his heart, the prodigal son made a decision in an instant, and a strange silver light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and a powerful spiritual power fluctuation emanated from his body.

The broken sword in his right hand was raised, and a strong silver light burst out from the broken sword, and the silver runes flowed, and an astonishing aura emerged, and then the prodigal son waved his hand casually.

Laugh at!

Intense silver light erupted, and then a huge silver circle of light was seen around the prodigal son, and the silver circle of light continued to rotate, and the color became brighter and brighter. Finally, I heard a snap, and the silver aperture shattered. It turned into tiny crescents, and then centered on the prodigal son. It swept away in all directions like a storm.

"Not good!" Looking at these terrifying silver curved blades rushing towards them, from these small silver curved blades, the Yuan Infant monks present all felt a terrifying aura, and in an instant, the faces of these monks became a little difficult to see, and they no longer bothered to use attack moves, but began to launch various defenses.

Even Zi Xiao couldn't help but show a solemn look on his face when he saw those small silver curved blades, although these curved blades looked much smaller. However, the power fluctuations contained are not weak at all.

The war dragon on his body burst out, and with a push of his hands forward, a purple mist gushed out, turning into a purple glass wall in front of him to block it behind him.

The silver blade of light came from all over the sky, falling on the purple wall of light like a storm, and the silver blade of "puff puff ......" contained extremely powerful power, directly piercing into this purple wall of light.

Zixiao's face behind him became extremely ugly, and a purple mist poured out of his body, and he dodged it to the side as soon as he wrapped it, not long after he dodged it. The purple wall of light in front of him finally couldn't withstand the power of the terrifying blade and shattered.

Ahhh......h

The silver curved blade was indestructible, and Rao was the greatest defense for these infancy monks. But he couldn't resist the power of this curved blade, and in an instant, four or five Yuan Infant Stage monks were pierced by the curved blade, leaving blood holes one after another, and the blood gushed out.

However, fortunately, these silver curved blades were not aimed at the vital points of many monks, otherwise most of these primordial infant monks would probably turn into geists under the impact of the curved blades.

Seeing the terrifying power of the silver curved blade, the Yuan Infant Monk showed a look of horror on his face, and the injured and uninjured monks retreated one after another, looking at the prodigal son in horror.

At this time, the prodigal son's face looked a little pale, and the spiritual power on his body fluctuated for a while, obviously the consumption was very large, but he quickly recovered.

Suddenly, the prodigal son turned his head to look in one direction, and his face showed an unprecedented solemnity, and at the end of his gaze, a faint powerful aura approached quickly.

"Distraction period powerhouse!" The prodigal son's face became extremely apparent, and the powerful aura that was rapidly approaching was suddenly the aura that only a distraction period monk possessed.

"It seems that the tower master of Danta should be this person" A thought flashed in the prodigal son's heart, and without saying a word, he rushed to the other side, the speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared next to Danta's defensive prohibition.

"It's not good, he's going to escape!" Yao Ling stared at the prodigal son, suddenly shouted, and just wanted to chase it, but saw the prodigal son's broken sword in his right hand raised and waved at the ban.

Laugh at!

A silver blade rushed out, slicing through Danta's defensive prohibition, and then the prodigal son jumped out with a dodge and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yao Ling looked at the right hand raised by the prodigal son just now, swallowed his saliva, and forcibly dismissed his plan to pursue the past, the horror of the silver curved blade had been imprinted in his heart.

Looking at the long gap in the prohibition, the faces of all the Yuan Infant Stage monks were very ugly, they were also Yuan Infant Stage monks, but the strength of these people was very different from the cold-blooded prodigal son, and they were not a grade at all.

"Damn, he actually escaped" Zi Xiao stared at the huge gap, and said hatefully, and after a while, everyone felt a huge and familiar aura coming from a distance, and turned their heads to look, only to see that in the other side of the sky, a dark cyan flame came quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it appeared in this sky through the prohibition of the Danta.

The cyan light dissipated, and a mighty old man appeared in the air, wearing a cyan robe, with a terrifying majesty on his face, a pair of eyes with infinite wisdom, and at the same time, his eyes were sharp, his gaze swept away, looking at the chaotic flame tower peak, this person asked: "What happened, who dared to come to our Danta to make trouble."

"Hui Yu Tower Master, he is a cold-blooded prodigal son, I don't know what method he used to sneak into the Dan Tower and steal the spirit pill of the Flame Tower, we have tried our best to stop it, but unfortunately he still escaped, he has an extremely powerful magic weapon in his hands, we are not his opponent at all, even the Zixiao Deputy Tower Master was defeated by him lightly" Yao Ling said with a difficult face.

"Isn't this Zixiao" The old man turned his head to look at Zixiao in the air not far away, only to see Zixiao nodding unwillingly, and the old man's face was cold when he saw this.

"Hmph, if you dare to make trouble in my Dan Tower, destroy the Flame Tower, and steal the Spirit Pill, I will definitely not let you go, as he spoke, two cyan flames rose in his eyes, and then a huge divine consciousness poured out from his body, expanding in all directions. (To be continued......)