Become a Fairy

"The battle platform has undergone special restrictions, and the means beyond the foundation-building monks cannot be used. Up to now, the two sides have fallen hundreds of foundation-building monks on this battle platform. At that time, I could compete several times a day. The foundation cultivators who could fight on the platform were all good players. After all, those with poorer cultivation bases would be sent to death. Moreover, the foreign monks also offered huge rewards, and the top five could win two in a row For the ten round winners, no matter which side of the monks wins, they will be given a Condensing Gold Pill." Speaking of Condensing Gold Pill, Peng Da used his eyes to shine brightly.

At this time, everyone's eyes fell on Lu Xiaotian, "But it is too difficult to win ten games in a row. After all, for both sides, this is not only the victory or defeat between the foundation monks, but also the morale and face of both sides. The monks from other lands deceive people too much, how can I, the foundation-builder monks in Mochizuki Immortal Realm, not fight."

Lu Xiaotian nodded, no wonder Qiu Yuanting asked him to go to Zhanyuetai, there are so many details in the middle, although there are many monks from other lands, but after all, they come from afar, and it is definitely not as good as a protracted war that takes root in the moon-watching world for thousands of years. The various sects that have existed for a long time. It's just that in the face of the various alliances in the Mochizuki Immortal Cultivation Realm, which are mainly defensive, the foreign monks tried their best to force the Mochizuki Cultivator Realm to fight with them, consuming the vitality of the Mochizuki Immortal Cultivation Realm. It took a lot of brains to be able to set up such a battle platform, and it was rewarded with five condensed gold elixirs. If Mochizuki's cultivation world blindly suppressed the sect's disciples, although the consumption of personnel could be avoided to a certain extent, it would be a blow to morale. Too big, after all, you don't even dare to fight formally, and you don't even have this little confidence. How can you have a big battle with foreign monks that may last hundreds, or even thousands of years.

"Let's talk about it when we get there." Lu Xiaotian's face was flat after hearing the words, but he was a little depressed in his heart. He only needed to find Lei Wantian to get what he wanted. As for Ningjindan, for him, it was not as good as Ningjinguo Come so precious. But this trip, according to his reputation, I'm afraid Lei Wantian will let him do it. If Lei Wantian asked, he couldn't refuse.

Anyway, let’s talk about it later, when Lu Xiaotian was thinking for a while, the calm expression fell on Peng Dayong, Zhu Ling and other monks. In the eyes of Zhu Ling and other monks, it became an expert demeanor. With such a reputation, in this kind of melee in the world of cultivating immortals, as fellow disciples, they naturally have the idea of ​​sharing weal and woe. There is a monk with the strongest foundation establishment in Lingxiao Palace. As fellow disciples, they feel quite honorable walking outside. In the past, Lu Xiaotian was rumored to have died in the siege of the Flying Cavalry tribe, and even the monks from other sects took a high look at Lingxiao Palace. Now Lu Xiaotian not only appeared, but even his originally disabled legs have recovered. A higher level of strength, wouldn't it be more invincible? This time I went to the battle platform, just in time to see Senior Brother Lu's invincible demeanor.

Although Lu Xiaotian used an ordinary black sword weapon along the way, it might have seemed ordinary before, but after everyone knew Lu Xiaotian's combat power, they felt that Lu Xiaotian was unfathomable.

Seeing the respectful look of his fellow disciples, Lu Xiaotian could only smile wryly in his heart. Judging from the current situation, I am afraid that whatever he does is right in the eyes of these fellow disciples.

In this weird atmosphere, Lu Xiaotian arrived at Zhanyuetai.

The flying warships of the two sides are located like two clouds, shrouded in the sky above the endless Gobi, and the two rows of war drums are beating loudly. Just hearing the sound of the war drums makes people feel a burst of enthusiasm . An invisible fighting spirit surged from his heart.

On the Gobi, there is no platform built of stones like the secular one for the foundation monks to compete.

This piece of Gobi is where the competition will take place. With the flying warships of both sides as the core, the ground is the camps set up by both sides. The base camp is close, and support can be mobilized at any time without worrying about suffering too much. In the camp on the ground, besides the foundation building monks, there are hundreds of thousands of Qi refining monks. Some refined bows and crossbows, combined, are enough to pose a threat to high-level monks.

Headed by Gu Jianzong, the camps of each sect are in a series of nine twists and turns. Lu Xiaotian's eyes froze. With his eyesight and his immersion in the formations these years, he is no less than a person who has studied the formations for decades. the Array Master. It can be seen at a glance that these camps are taken from the Jiuqu Lianhuan formation. The attainment of this formation mage is definitely higher than his.

On the opposite side, the Xingxiu, Tianqiong, and the three major factions of the Southern Wilderness, the camp is in the shape of a giant python lying in a pan, the python's head is shrunk inside, it can violently hurt people at any time, it can be attacked or defended, and it is also from the hands of an expert.

It seems that there are quite a lot of capable people and strangers in the world of cultivating immortals. With such emotion, Lu Xiaotian followed Peng Dayong and his party to the camp of Lingxiao Palace first, and if Lei Wantian was not there, he would go to the flying kite warship hanging above his head.

It was just beyond Lu Xiaotian's expectation that when he arrived, the entire camp of Lingxiao Palace was full of jubilation, and a large number of people gathered at the gate of the camp, as if they were waiting for his arrival.

Lu Xiaotian was startled for a moment, and then quickly realized that Qiu Yuanting should have sent out the sound transmission talisman before they came.

"Lu Xiaotian, hurry up to the Feiyuan warship." Sure enough, before entering the camp, Lu Xiaotian heard a familiar voice transmission.

Lu Xiaotian was overjoyed, and then he talked to Peng Dayong, Zhu Ling and others, and flew straight to the Feiyuan warship.

Sure enough, it was Lei Wantian, and at this time Lei Wantian was already standing on the deck, with his hands behind his back, looking at Lu Xiaotian with a smile on his face, "Okay, your boy did a good job in that battle outside Xuanye City!" Not bad. It greatly boosted my ambition as a monk in the Mochizuki Realm. I didn’t expect you to come back alive, it’s really unexpected.”

"What's even more unexpected is that our Lingxiao Palace has produced such a top-notch foundation-builder monk, who usually doesn't show his true strength, and even us old guys can't see his true strength. It's a good way. "Another Golden Core cultivator he had seen came out of it. It was Huo Yuming. It was rumored that he was seriously injured in the battle with two other Golden Core cultivators. Now he came to the front line again. It seems that his injuries have recovered. , but as a rare golden core cultivator, the body's resilience is indeed stronger than that of ordinary golden core cultivators. It has been several years now, and it is not surprising that Huo Yuming has fully recovered from his serious injuries.