Become a Fairy

Under the leadership of Zhu Ling and Zhu Yuchun, Lu Xiaotian and others ran all the way. At this time, the injuries of Su Qing's legs had initially healed, and she was able to walk as usual, and it would not affect normal combat. Qian, and after Luo Qian's injury was healed, their small team was indeed strong to a certain extent.

"It's right in front, Brother Luo escaped from the front before." Leng Qiaoyu said loudly, but didn't see a trace of vigilance flashing across Lu Xiaotian's face.

After walking for several miles, on a low-lying, dry riverbed, the three factions were fighting with each other. One group was dressed in commoner clothes with a black sun embroidered on their chests, they were disciples of the Demon Yang Sect, and fighting side by side with them were disciples of the Taiqing Sect.

The other faction is very familiar, with a simple sword-shaped logo on its chest, the number one sect in the world of Mochizuki Immortal Cultivation, the disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect.

There are about sixteen or seventeen disciples of Moyang Sect and Taiqing Sect. Each leader is an elite disciple holding a magic weapon.

There are eleven members of Gu Jianzong, headed by a bald black-faced boy holding a broad sword. However, among the remaining ten people, six formed a sword formation. Even fighting against the Demon Yang Sect, the elite disciples of the Taiqing Sect and the seven ordinary disciples did not fall behind. The rest of the people strangled into a group, and each other won or lost.

On both sides of the river bed, there were scattered disciples from Evil Spirit Valley, Luoxiao Palace, Ten Thousand Beasts Pavilion, Xutianmen, etc., standing together in twos and threes, watching the battle with their arms folded. But these people don't really hold the mentality that it's not suitable to stay in a place of right and wrong for a long time. All eyes were on a fruit tree with a height of more than four feet and an unusually wide crown on the edge of the river bed. There were only seven or eight small yellow round fruits sporadically on the fruit tree.

"Remaining Beauty Fruit!"

Just as Lu Xiaotian thought of this word, Su Qing who was next to him blurted it out. Not only Su Qing, but even Wu Yan, Zhu Ling and other female cultivators had eyes that shone brightly. Zhuyan Dan can stay young forever, even if you die of old age, your face will always remain the moment you took Zhuyanguo. This undoubtedly has a fatal attraction for some male cultivators who pay more attention to appearance, especially for female cultivators.

The number of Zhuyan Pills in the world of cultivating immortals is even much rarer than Zhuji Pills, and every time it is circulated, it will be auctioned for a sky-high price. After all, although the foundation building, or Jindan monks have a much longer lifespan than ordinary people, they are still limited, but the aging speed is slower than ordinary ordinary people. Most people are still willing to keep their youthful appearance, after all, no one wants to see their gray-haired old appearance.

Lu Xiaotian swept his eyes, and in the crowd, he also found Luo Qian who was quite tired and pale, standing with two other unknown disciples of Lingxiao Palace, seeing that Luo Qian looked a little weak, although he was not dead. In the previous chaos, but the state can not be said to be good. In normal times, such three monks, especially when Luo Qian, an elite disciple, is still seriously injured, once they are discovered by monks from other sects, they probably won't live long. However, from the collapse of the grotto, there are so many monks from various sects appearing in this ghostly place. Moreover, many sects are in groups of three, or in groups of two. Obviously, they did not kill each other before. It was under the sneak attack of the blood shadow Yaoxi that he suffered heavy casualties.

Although Luo Qian's condition is poor, most of the monks of other sects are not much better, so they are lucky to have survived until now. Seeing Su Qing, Wu Yan and others at this time, Luo Qian's extremely pale face suddenly showed a look of surprise.

He was seriously injured by Meng Yu's sneak attack. If it wasn't for the sudden subsidence, he might have died under the siege of several ordinary disciples of Xuanbingmen. Luckily, a life was picked up from the subsidence, and Luo Qian who woke up got a chance to breathe, and hurriedly took a few healing pills. Before recovering from his injuries, he encountered another blood shadow monster lizard. Fortunately, he was a powerful thunder cultivator after all, so he fought hard with his injuries and finally repelled the blood shadow monster lizard. He encountered several waves of monks from other sects chasing him one after another.

Even if he is one of the top ten masters among Qi refining monks in Lingxiao Palace, he can't hold back. After a series of fierce battles, the old wounds on the body were not healed, and new wounds were added. These few battles gave him almost no time to breathe. Fortunately, he brought a lot of spirit stones before entering the Scarlet Forbidden Land, so he could last for a while, but the healing elixir was almost exhausted.

The strength of the two classmates around him is average, even worse than the injured him. Now Luo Qian can be said to be a tiger in the sky, and a dragon trapped in shallow water. With powerful enemies looking around and fighting between monks could break out at any time, Luo Qian felt a little precarious.

But let him leave the cultivator brigade here and go to another place rashly. I am afraid that he will be sucked into a mummy by the blood shadow monster lizard in a short time. Therefore, even if they knew they were mixed in the crowd at this time, once the scuffle broke out, there would be danger at any time. But we can only get by. The scattered monks of other sects also had the same idea as Luo Qian.

In such an extremely unstable situation, suddenly seeing Su Qing, Wu Yan and others from the same sect, Luo Qian's mood can only be described as ecstasy. But soon, what made Luo Qian feel a little bitter was that Su Qing saw him, but what she yelled was Zhuyan Guo.

It's a pity that the falling flowers are intentional, but the flowing water is ruthless. Lu Xiaotian twitched his lips, but from Luo Qian's slightly disappointed face, Lu Xiaotian naturally saw that Luo Qian had gained a lot of composure after suffering several times. Since ancient times, the edge of a sword has been sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms has come from bitter cold. He had defeated Luo Qian in the Stone Forest in Lingtian Peak Region before by relying on his powerful spells and a little blindfold, but now he might not be able to do so.

"Senior Brother Luo!" Wu Yan, Zhu Ling and others greeted Luo Qian one after another. Su Qing couldn't control herself and took a few steps towards Zhuyan Guo.

Lu Xiaotian's eyes also crossed Luo Qian's and looked at Zhuyanguo. Soon, his heart moved. Under the larger Zhuyanguo tree, there were actually a few seedlings and one or two rotten Zhuyanguo. It seems that the seedlings should be sprouts after the rotten fruit fell down. This forbidden land is indeed blessed by nature, and even such a rare thing as Zhuyan fruit can grow so easily. Lu Xiaotian felt that Zhuyanguo, although rare, was far inferior to his Foundation Establishment. With the powerful enemy looking around at this time, he didn't want to risk his life, but it seemed that these monks were all focused on those few Zhuyan fruits. The fruit trees and seedlings didn't pay much attention to it, so it's not like he didn't have a chance. Thinking of this, Lu Xiaotian also had a little luck in his heart.

There are not many complete teams around, mostly in twos and threes, and a small team of eight like them, after joining Luo Qian, there are as many as four elite disciples. After Su Qing found Zhuyan Guo, she went straight forward, Although his actions were a bit reckless, he still relied on his strength to be tyrannical.