n.In the eyes of other cultivators, at least that's how it seemed. Lu Xiaitian's retreat was very reasonable. It wasn't a matter of whether Lu Xiaitian had the strength to fight against Qiu Mao head-...The gigantic skull tore down, its gaping maw howling with cold wind. Just judging by size, it could easily swallow Lu Xia Tian in one bite. 。Even the spaces between teeth were too small. 。At this moment, Lu Xia Tian's body shrunk slightly, and suddenly a blood ape burst out from his body, expanding to dozens of zhang in size. Its thick palm pounded against its chest like a war drum. 。

Bang! The giant blood ape's double palms struck the giant skull.

。The Xuan En Ghost King's face was gloomy, and several bone chains around him were still entangled with the blood python in mid-air. 。Despite not feeling confident enough to handle the twelve tiers of physical cultivation before him. 。Only by truly fighting can one know that the difficulty of these twelve levels of physical cultivation far exceeds one's expectations. 。Based solely on its apparent strength, it would take considerable effort to subdue it. 。Not even the Ghost King of Xuan Yin could deny that this silver-haired cultivator had once escaped his grasp when he was still in the Golden Core stage. Both in terms of skill and cunning, he was exceptional among cultivators of the same level. It was certainly not just these meager abilities he possessed. 。The Xuan Yan Ghost King with a wave of his hands, from a black smoke, dozens of skulls suddenly appeared screaming. 。These dozens of skeletons were as black as jade, making them even more terrifying. The few skeletons were connected like conjoined twins and lined up in a row. 。The Specter King clutches one end 。The black skeletons, lined up like a long whip, roared with ghostly wails as they lashed out at Lu Xia Tian. 。"Good!" Lu Xia Tian didn't dodge or evade, his feet moved like blades, sweeping through the air like a phantom. His fists rained down, meeting the skeleton whip head-on. It was so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to follow. 。

Bang bang..... A series of explosions, Lu Xia Tian's pupils shrank. Every time he fought against this skull whip, he felt the sharp teeth of the skulls biting on his blood-forged armor.

With a deafening roar, the Blood Gang Armor shattered. The Xuan Yan Ghost King's skull-shaped whip exploded once more, splitting into dozens of skulls. 。These black jade-like skulls, each dragging a long string of ghostly flames, moved like phantoms, encircling Lu Xiaoteng on all sides. They darted around him like lightning, viciously biting at him with ferocity. 。These skulls are such a pain. 。Even with his incredible speed, Lu Xia Tian couldn't outrun the blockade of dozens of black skulls. He was inevitably forced into close combat with them, and the overwhelming attacks were repelled by the explosive power of his blood energy. 。Lu XiaTian's entire being moved within this confined space, phantasmal strikes in response to the attack. 。The Demon King Xuan Yan smiled coldly, taking out a small green bottle, its top narrow and bottom wide, about the size of a vase. 。< Extending a finger, a streak of green mist drifted around Lu Xia Tian. > 。... The black jade skull, as if suddenly ignited, burst forth with wisps of green ghost fire. The black skull, enveloped in the eerie green flames, was even more terrifying to behold. 。After combining with this green ghostly fire, the black jade-like skull became even more ferocious. It broke through the defense several times and bit onto Lu Xia Tian's body. However, Lu Xia Tian's physical body was incredibly tough. With a tremor of his body, the two skulls that had bitten into his left and right arms slid off due to the sharpness of their teeth. 。

This can't go on forever, sooner or later, the flaws will show. Relying solely on my own physical cultivation is not enough to resist the current Netherworld Ghost King.

Lu Xiaitian raised an eyebrow. His blood essence power transformed into a human figure that flew out with a knee strike, repelling the two black skulls. 。Lu Xia Tian with a single hand, seven Zhen Yao Towers appeared one after another. 。The ancient silver towers shimmered, seven spirit-binding towers encircling the central one. 。Intertwined into a silver glow, beneath the immense Buddhist-Taoist swastika seal, dozens of black skulls surrounding it were all reflected. 。These black skeletons were enveloped by the sounds of Buddhist chanting, as if trapped in quicksand, their speed slowing to a crawl. 。"Roar!" These black skulls let out a series of menacing roars, their burning green flames flaring brightly, creating a sea of fire around them. 。And the Buddhist swastika, when touched by this blue ghostly fire, surprisingly ignited as well. 。Lu Xia Tian let out a cold snort, and a large amount of Fan Luo Spirit Fire gushed out from the Zhen Yao Tower. 。 。The Vermilion Spirit Fire and the Azure Ghost Fire intertwined fiercely. 。Two flames with completely different properties, like mortal enemies, a single Vermillion Lotus Inferno wouldn't be enough to suppress the ferocity of this green ghostly fire. 。In this sea of fire, the hidden Fan Luo True Fire is Lu Xia Tian's true trump card. 。

The blue ghostly fire emitted by the black skull was still suppressed. The Xuan Yan Ghost King was taken aback. Although he had expected that the silver-haired monk in front of him would be difficult to deal with, he did not expect the other party to be so troublesome. Not only was he a cultivator of both Dharma body and spirit, but he also practiced this rare and almost extinct Buddhist and Taoist supernatural power.

Even an ordinary cultivator, even if their strength was comparable to Lu Xiaotian's, the Xuan Yan Ghost King would have been confident in defeating them with his current performance. However, Lu Xiaotian in front of him seemed almost invincible, and the defense ability of a 12th-Rank physical cultivator was not comparable to that of ordinary cultivators. 。

Even if he was a member of the Ghost Clan, it would be difficult for him to do anything easily.

Moreover, with the imposing Buddhist and Taoist supernatural powers at his disposal, Xuan Yan felt that Lu Xiaotian before him was like a stubborn nail, difficult to remove despite all his efforts. Lu Xiaotian remained steadfastly unmoved. 。The burning flames of the Varuna fire intertwined with the blue ghostly fire, each refusing to yield. 。Under the incessant suppression of the Buddhist Sanskrit seal emitted by the Seven Pagoda of Subduing Demons, those black skeletons began to slow down. 。However, relying solely on the Demon Suppression Tower to completely bind these dozens of black skulls was insufficient. Lu XiaTian's body moved like lightning, flickering throughout the air. After every punch and kick, blood-colored afterimages remained from Lu XiaTian's attacks. 。The white bone chain and the crimson python formed by blood essence power were still clashing in the air. 。The enormous skeleton formed by the ghostly clouds and the blood-colored war ape were also rolling in the air. 。With Lü Xiaotian and the Xuan Yan Ghost King as the center, at this time, let alone the golden elixir-level ghost clan on the White Bone Giant Boat, who were like they had been struck by disaster, being bombarded by huge waves and reduced to ashes... 。...the others are nascent soul cultivators. Even a ghost king expert wouldn't want to be drawn into a fight at this level... 。"Xiao Huoya, take this Ghostfire of the Xuan Yan Ghost King for me!" Lu Xia Tian was engaged in a fierce battle with the Xuan Yan Ghost King. 。Although Chi-Tu's battle with the Ghost King of Abyssal Night was fierce and initially appeared to be going well, it was clear that this was no ordinary foe. The Ghost King's demonic energy and magical power were being consumed at an alarming rate. 。Lu Xiaitian's defenses were not only against the Xuan Yan Ghost King, but also against the demon clan accompanying him, Mu Feng Ni Chang and Xia Hou Dunfeng. After all, whether it was the demon clan or the human race in the Blue Demon Sea Realm, he was just an outsider. 。 said. Even though Lu Xiaoteng was forced to leave his hometown years ago, Pig Seven's strength has improved a lot over the years, but compared to Lu Xiaoteng back then, he is still far behind.“Those...