At this moment, Lu Xiaotian only had a few talismans left. In terms of magical power, he didn't have any advantage over other individual cultivators. In fact, compared to those cultivators who had cultivated for ten or twenty years, Lu Xiaotian's proficiency and application of magical power was inferior. The Fortifying Element Formation was only a defensive formation. It could only lure the enemy into the formation, so it had a lot of limitations. It wasn't suitable for fighting in a battle.
Lu Xiaotian pondered for a while. For the time being, he could only refine the Shadow Ants of the strange man. Only in this dangerous Full Moon Mountain Range would he be able to protect himself a little more.
Lu Xiaotian's divine sense moved. A huge winged ant flew out of the gourd like a dancing green ball. Suddenly smelling Lu Xiaotian, a stranger's aura, it immediately pounced on Lu Xiaotian.
"You overestimate yourself." Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand and flicked a wind blade. With a bang, the Shadow Ant hit the wall of the tree hole and fell down. However, Lu Xiaotian didn't use too much force. The Shadow Ant flew up again in the blink of an eye. It flew toward Lu Xiaotian, a stranger, intending to bite this evil man. However, how could Lu Xiaotian let this little insect have its way?
A crackling sound rang out. The Shadow Ant was shot down by the wind blade again and again. Realizing that it couldn't defeat the enemy in front of it, it turned around and flew out of the tree hole.
It wasn't that easy to escape. Lu Xiaotian smirked and bent his fingers slightly. A whirlwind formed in the palm of his hand. A huge suction force pulled the Shadow Ant back. This repeated until the Shadow Ant didn't even have the strength to crawl. Only then did the Shadow Ant surrender. However, Lu Xiaotian could feel the unwillingness in the Shadow Ant's surrender. After all, it had been raised by the strange man for a while. If he wanted to command it freely, he needed to refine it repeatedly. The strange man used his own blood essence. Now that he was dead, the spiritual imprint on these Shadow Ants was gradually weakening. It wouldn't be long before it completely disappeared. Lu Xiaotian wouldn't use his own blood to raise these Shadow Ants, but he would settle for the next best thing. Taking some blood from demonic beasts and supplementing it with Beast Soul Pills would suffice.
By the time he finished refining the remaining few head ants in the black gourd, four hours had already passed. Lu Xiaotian was exhausted both physically and mentally after experiencing several consecutive soul-stirring battles and toiling in the tree hole for four hours. He fell into a deep sleep in the tree hole.
Two days later, in a barren mountain somewhere, under a towering tree. A demonic rabbit was crawling with small green flying ants. The demonic rabbit was rolling on the ground in pain, but it quickly lost its strength and was cut open by the green-clothed youth beside it with his sword and saber, allowing the green ants to eat it.
Five days later, a Blood Devouring Demonic Cat was devoured by dozens of little green ants led by a few head ants.
Ten days later, by the side of an unknown stream, the water was clear, but there was a faint smell of blood floating in the stream. If an attentive person were to look carefully, they would definitely find a pile of demon crocodile bones in the bushes by the stream. There were still bits of meat left on top of them.
"You're courting death!" Lu Xiaotian snorted and reached out his hand to suck the few head ants over. A ball of flame appeared out of nowhere in his palm. It was the Primordial Yang Fire formed by Yuan Qi, enough to melt gold and forge stone.
After being roasted by the Primordial Yang Fire, the few head ants flew away in panic. In the blink of an eye, they submitted to Lu Xiaotian and didn't dare to do it again.
Lu Xiaotian spent most of his energy on refining the Shadow Ants these days. After more than ten days of hard work, he continuously removed the spiritual imprints left behind by the large number of monsters and fed them a portion of the demon beast's flesh. For the time being, he had complete control over the few head ants. However, Lu Xiaotian discovered that after these Shadow Ants had consumed the blood essence of the blood-devouring demonic beasts, their temperament would become even more ferocious. What happened just now was the result of these Shadow Ants devouring the blood essence of the demonic crocodile. However, how could Lu Xiaotian let these spirit insects succeed so easily?
"Hmm?" Just as he was about to teach these head ants a lesson, Lu Xiaotian suddenly heard a strange sound. Someone was coming.
Lu Xiaotian's heart trembled, and he hurriedly hid his figure in the weeds. These days, while he was refining the Shadow Ants, he had been carefully avoiding other cultivator teams. After all, he was now alone. If he encountered other teams, it would be easy for him to be surrounded and killed. Once he was surrounded, it would be difficult for him to escape death.
Now, he mostly chose to walk on some small paths with less cultivator activity. Once he found scattered spirit stones, storage bags, or the corpses of other cultivators on the road. Lu Xiaotian would directly choose to return the way he came or take a detour. Most of these situations were set up by other cultivator teams, and the purpose was naturally to use them as a means of attack.
Some experienced rogue cultivators were not easy to be deceived. However, many rookies had just come out of Full Moon City and were short on money. There were also some conceited cultivators who didn't believe in evil and insisted on giving it a try. These people often ended up miserable.
However, no matter how careful Lu Xiaotian was, he was almost surrounded by a few rogue cultivators. Four days ago, he saw a stalk of Jade Fish Grass, which was one of the main ingredients used to refine Essence Qi Pills. After checking the surroundings several times, he couldn't find any other rogue cultivators. Therefore, Lu Xiaotian gathered the courage to collect the Jade Fish Grass. Unexpectedly, just as he was collecting it, a black crow flapped its wings and flew up from the grass more than 100 feet away. At first, he was just suspicious. After all, it was just an ordinary black crow, not even a spirit beast. There were many such birds in the high mountains and steep ridges.
However, something that surprised him soon happened. After the black crow flew up, it cawed a few times, and four or five gray figures surrounded him from several miles away at the same time.
Lu Xiaotian was annoyed. Someone actually trained such an ordinary bird for his own use. In the past, in the Thunder Blade Sect, there were also special trainers who trained carrier pigeons. There were also some powerful ones who could train flying eagles. However, this was just a method used by ordinary people. Among rogue cultivators, he had almost never heard of anyone who would spend their energy on such things.
If it was a spirit beast or a demonic bird, Lu Xiaotian would've most likely noticed it during his search just now. However, ordinary black crows could be seen everywhere in the mountains, so he didn't think about it at all. Who knew that it was because of this negligence that he was fooled. In order to get money and kill people, these people were really unscrupulous. Cultivators actually tamed ordinary black crows to be their eyes and ears. If it were someone else, they would've also been fooled.
In his anger, Lu Xiaotian directly threw out a small fireball, burning the black duck to ashes. Then, he ran for his life.
There were people from the other side in several directions, but he was lucky and ran into a dark-faced cultivator in the third layer of the Aura Refining realm. Lu Xiaotian directly blasted a few spells and then summoned a swarm of ants, as if he was going to fight for his life. When the dark-faced cultivator saw that his cultivation level was much lower than his, he turned around and retreated in fear. In this kind of situation, fear and cowardice would only lead to a faster death. The dark-faced cultivator was cut in half by Mo Wuji's wind blade. Lu Xiaotian also took away the dark-faced cultivator's storage pouch, but there were only six or seven low-grade spirit stones and a few worthless spiritual herbs in it. The other cultivators who surrounded him were so angry that they stomped their feet. However, looking at Lu Xiaotian's fleeing figure, they couldn't do anything. They could only pinch their noses and swallow this loss.
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