"Retreat!" Amusang couldn't even protect himself at this time, so he couldn't care about the junior foundation builders.

After shouting, Amusang sacrificed a magic talisman, and a layer of green wooden armor appeared out of thin air. The transparent sword kept piercing it, but for a while it could not break through its defense.

"This wooden armor talisman is really powerful." Lu Xiaotian put away the fire dragon bow and arrows. The Amusang in front of him was the strongest, and it was difficult to defeat him with any other means. How could Lu Xiaotian let this Amusang escape.

There are still three golden elixir monks. If they use flying swords to attack and kill Amusang with all their strength, they can do it, but one or two others may have to run away.

Lu Xiaotian frowned slightly, retracted the fire dragon's bow and arrow, and took out the psychic golden whip again. Apart from this psychic magic weapon that was refined with special means, there is currently no other way to see the shadow at dawn. Of course, the tenth level

The monster spirit and bat king's magic wings are not included in this list.

The Haoyin Gourd is okay, but the scope of the impact is not small. There are many foundation-building monks in Lingxiao Palace here. It is easy to cause accidental injuries if they are not golden elixir monks. The Haoyin Gourd is not his own psychic weapon. Lu Xiaotian is still not

It cannot be controlled to the smallest detail.

Chi---Lu Xiaotian whipped out one after another, and the two golden shadows tore through the sky again, drawing a strange arc in the air, and struck at Amusang, who was escaping the fastest.

Amusang shouted, with a look of fear on his face. This golden whip has far exceeded the scope of Danyuan magic weapon.

A black soul figure emerged from the mace in Amu Sang's hand, raised its head and roared, baring its teeth and claws at the psychic golden whip. However, the golden whip without any pause dispersed the shadow, and struck Amu Sang directly.

On Sang's green wood spirit armor.

Peng! This whip that even Lu Xiaotian didn't dare to bear directly fell directly on Amusang. Amusang screamed, the spiritual power of the wood spirit armor on his body was greatly consumed, and most of the aura faded. His body retreated violently in the air.

, dragged a long string of afterimages, but the second golden shadow floated strangely, and the dozens of afterimages collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, passed through the afterimages, and landed on Amusang's body again.

On the body.

This time Amusan didn't even scream, and his body was beaten into a ball of blood mist in the air. However, Amusang's strength was far beyond that of the strong man in black before. Yuanshen took the opportunity to escape in panic and broke through.

It flew away in the air so fast that even Lu Xiaotian had no time to kill him again.

Amusang's physical body was defeated, and the other two middle-stage golden elixirs also persisted to the end of their rope in the rain of swords. Especially when Amusang escaped, Lu Xiaotian used the golden whip again and blasted Amusang's body. But originally, Amusang's body was broken.

The sword rain used to attack Amusang was divided among the remaining three Jindan monks.

In addition, this group of people is no longer what it was when the battle just broke out. At this time, they have no fighting spirit, and their fighting strength is between ten and sixty-seven. The two monks in the middle stage of the golden elixir were unable to hold on at first, and dozens or hundreds of sword qi were broken.

After the two people defended themselves, they were directly slashed at the two bodies. Suddenly, the two bodies that were still intact were cut into no less than a hundred pieces and scattered from the air.

There was a middle-aged woman left. Although she was in the late stage of Jindan and had good strength, how could she withstand Lu Xiaotian's attack alone? This woman was also determined. Seeing that there was no hope, her body felt like it was inflated.

It swelled up to a round shape, and exploded with a loud bang, blowing away the dense sword energy all around. By the time other sword energy rushed towards them, the middle-aged woman's soul had already used this time to escape.

go.

On the other hand, those hundreds of foundation-building monks, after being enveloped by Lu Xiaotian's sword formation, did not have the means of the golden elixir monks. At this time, more than half of them were dead or injured, and how could they still hold on?

Yuan Min and others stared blankly at the scene in front of them. Luo Qian was also dumbfounded at first. He didn't know what his senior brother's experience has been in recent years. He actually has such a powerful method. Even the ancestor of the Immortal Palace was still a golden elixir.

At that time, I was afraid that it would be far worse. Luo Qian quietly opened the restriction on the black token, and another powerful primordial spirit distraction also saw this devastating fight.

"Senior Brother Lu, please wait a moment. My Lingxiao Palace disciples have fought for two hundred years and have suffered a lot of discounts. We still need to leave some manpower to rebuild the Immortal Palace in the future. Although these Changdi monks are hostile forces, they might as well serve as coolies to rebuild the Immortal Palace in the future.

." Luo Qian quickly called Lu Xiaotiandao. The exterior of Lingxiao Palace was not damaged, but the spiritual objects and monks were extremely damaged. More than half of the hundreds of foundation-building monks who had set up the arrow array had been slaughtered by Lu Xiaotian.

The remaining one hundred or dozens of people can be used for some purpose if they stay.

There is no point in killing these foundation-building cultivators. Lu Xiaotian was having a hard time dealing with these people. When he heard Luo Qian's voice, he stopped. Lu Xiaotian coldly glanced at the remaining hundreds of foundation-building enemy cultivators and said, "Surrender, or

die!"

Those hundreds of foundation-building monks, look at me and I look at you. The surroundings are filled with dense sword energy. Even the golden elixir monks can't stop it, let alone these junior foundation-building monks, plus the silver-haired monk who just witnessed it.

How can these people have the slightest confidence to resist despite the terrifying situation.

The foundation-building monks also have a lifespan of about three hundred years. Unless they don't fight, there is really no hope at all.

"I'm willing to surrender!" Soon, these hundreds of foundation-building monks surrendered their magic weapons and storage bags.

But a killing was avoided. Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand and the sword energy lingering around these foundation-building monks suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

As soon as the battle ended, a streak of black energy suddenly emerged from Luo Qian's black token. The black energy was seen squirming in the air, and in a blink of an eye, it transformed into the image of an old man in black. This old man's beard and hair were all white.

There was an aura of calmness and authority on his face.

"Welcome ancestor!"

Luo Qian, Luo Kang and other monks from Lingxiao Palace bowed and saluted.

"Welcome to you, ancestor." After Lu Xiaotian was slightly startled, he also lowered his head, secretly thinking that it turned out that the ancestor of Yuanying in Lingxiao Palace looked like this, and he had never seen him before.

"Where is Lingxiao Palace disciple Lu Xiaotian?" the white-bearded old man shouted.

"Disciple is here!" Lu Xiaotian felt depressed, wondering what this ancestor meant.

"Palace Master Wei Litian died in battle today. Now I have decided that Lu Xiaotian will succeed the current Palace Master. Lu Xiaotian will lead the remaining disciples of this palace and rush to Tianjian Mountain immediately to defend my lineage in the world of Wangyue Cultivation!"

Lu Xiaotian frowned, and he would not refuse if he was asked to deal with some hostile monks, but he did not like to be burdened with worldly affairs, let alone manage a large sect. In this kind of melee in the world of immortality, especially

There were many things. Lu Xiaotian was about to refuse, but the figure of the white-bearded old man had faded, and he didn't even have a chance to refuse.
Chapter completed!