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Chapter 858

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"Retreat!" Ah Musang could not even protect himself at this time, let alone the juniors in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

After shouting, Ah Musang took out a spiritual talisman, and a layer of green wooden armor appeared out of thin air. The transparent small swords kept stabbing on it, but they could not break the defense for a while.

"This Wooden Armor Spiritual Talisman is really powerful." Lu Xiaotian put away the Fire Dragon Bow and Arrows. Ah Musang was the strongest in front of him, and ordinary means could not do anything to him for a while. How could Lu Xiaotian let Ah Musang escape?

There were still three Jin Dan cultivators. If he used the Flying Swords to attack Ah Musang with all his strength, it would be possible, but one or two of the others might escape.

Lu Xiaotian frowned slightly, put away the Fire Dragon Bow and Arrows, and took out the Psychic Golden Whip again. Apart from this psychic celestial device that had been refined by special means, he did not have any other means for the time being. Of course, the tenth-level demonic beast essence and the Bat King Dharma Wings were not included in this list.

The Vast Yin Gourd could also be used, but the range was not small. There were many Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators from the Divine Cloud Palace here, and it was easy to cause accidental injuries if not for the Jin Dan cultivators. The Vast Yin Gourd was not his own psychic celestial device, and Lu Xiaotian had not yet reached the level of controlling it.

Lu Xiaotian lashed out with the whip again, and two golden shadows tore through the sky again, drawing a strange arc in the air, and lashed at Ah Musang, who was the fastest to escape.

Ah Musang screamed, and his face was full of fear. This golden whip was far beyond the scope of a Primary Core celestial device.

A black soul shadow came out of the mace in Ah Musang's hand. It raised its head and roared, baring its fangs and claws at the Psychic Golden Whip. But the golden whip did not stop at all. It shattered the shadow and directly lashed at Ah Musang's green Wood Armor.

Bang! This whip, which even Lu Xiaotian did not dare to take directly, landed on Ah Musang's body. Ah Musang screamed, and the spiritual power of the Wood Armor on his body was greatly depleted, and more than half of its spiritual light faded. His body retreated rapidly in the air, leaving behind a long string of afterimages. But the second golden shadow strangely floated over, and the dozens of afterimages were destroyed at a speed visible to the naked eye. It passed through the afterimages, and once again landed on Ah Musang's body.

This time, Ah, Ah Musang did not even have time to kill Ah Musang. Ah Musang's body, but Ah Musang's strength was far, after all. Ah Musang's strength, black-robe, black-clothed, black-clothed, Musang's..., Musang's, Ah.. and Ah Musang, Ah.....

A Musang's physical body was defeated. The other two Middle-stage Gold Core Realm cultivators had also reached the end of their rope in the sword rain. Especially when A Musang escaped, Lu Xiaotian once again took out the golden whip and smashed A Musang's body. The Sword Rain, which was originally used to attack Ah Musang, was divided among the remaining three Jin Dan cultivators.

In addition, this group of people was no longer the same as when the battle first broke out. At this time, they had no fighting spirit, and their combat power was reduced by sixty to seventy percent. The two Jin Dan middle stage cultivators were the first to be unable to hold on. After dozens of Sword Qi broke through their defenses, they directly slashed their bodies. Immediately, the two intact bodies were cut into no less than a hundred pieces and scattered in the air.

The remaining middle-aged woman, although she was a Jin Dan late stage cultivator, and her strength was not bad, how could she withstand Lu Xiaotian's attack alone? This woman was also decisive. Seeing that there was no hope, her body suddenly inflated like a balloon, and with a boom, she self-detonated, causing the dense Sword Qi around her to explode. When the other Sword Qi rushed over, the middle-aged woman's Primordial Spirit had already used this time to escape.

As for the hundreds of Foundation Establishment cultivators, after being enveloped by Lu Xiaotian's Sword Formation, they did not have the means of Jin Dan cultivators. At this time, more than half of them were dead or injured. How could they hold on?

Yuan Min and the others stared blankly at the scene in front of them. At first, Luo Qian was also stunned. He did not know what kind of experience his Senior Brother had in these years to have such a powerful means. Even when the Ancestor of the Immortal Palace was still a Jin Dan cultivator, he was far inferior to him. Luo Qian quietly opened the inhibition on the black token, and another strong Primordial Spirit Avatar also saw this destructive battle.

"Brother Lu, please wait. Our disciples of the Divine Cloud Palace have lost a lot of power after 200 years of war. We still need some people to rebuild the Immortal Palace in the future. Although these Changdi cultivators are hostile forces, they can be used as laborers to rebuild the Immortal Palace in the future." Luo Qian hurriedly stopped Lu Xiaotian. The exterior of the Divine Cloud Palace did not suffer much damage, but the spiritual objects and cultivators were severely damaged. More than half of the hundreds of Foundation Establishment cultivators who had set up the Arrow Formation had been killed by Lu Xiaotian. The remaining hundred or so could be of some use.

There was no point in killing these Foundation Establishment cultivators. Lu Xiaotian did not know how to deal with these people. Hearing Luo Qian's voice, he naturally stopped. Lu Xiaotian coldly glanced at the remaining hundred or so Foundation Establishment cultivators. "Surrender or die!"

The hundred or so Foundation Establishment cultivators looked at each other. Their surroundings were filled with dense Sword Qi. Even the Jin Dan cultivators could not withstand it, let alone these Foundation Establishment cultivators. In addition, they had just witnessed the horror of this silver-haired cultivator. These people did not have the slightest confidence to resist.

Foundation Establishment cultivators also had a lifespan of about three hundred years. It was not that they did not want to fight, but there was no hope at all.

"We surrender!" Soon, the hundred or so Foundation Establishment cultivators handed over their magic weapons and Storage Bags to surrender.

At the very least, a massacre was avoided. Lu Xiaotian waved his hand, and the Sword Qi that lingered around these Foundation Establishment cultivators suddenly disappeared, as if it had never been there.

As soon as the battle ended, a black gas suddenly emerged from Luo Qian's black token. The black gas wriggled in the air, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into the image of a black-robed old man. This old man had white hair and a white beard, and his face had an imposing manner.

"Welcome, Ancestor!"

Luo Qian, Luo Kang, and the other cultivators of the Divine Cloud Palace bowed.

"Welcome, Ancestor!" Lu Xiaotian was slightly stunned, and also bowed his head. He thought to himself that the Nascent Soul stage Ancestor of the Divine Cloud Palace looked like this. He had never seen him before.

"Where is Lu Xiaotian, disciple of the Divine Cloud Palace?" The white-bearded old man shouted.

"Disciple is here!" Lu Xiaotian was puzzled. He did not know what the Ancestor meant.

"Palace Master Wei Litian died in battle today. Now, I have decided that Lu Xiaotian will succeed as the current Palace Master. Lu Xiaotian, lead the remaining disciples of the Divine Cloud Palace to the Sky Sword Mountain immediately, and guard the orthodoxy of the Cultivation World of Moonview!"

Lu Xiaotian frowned. He would not refuse to take care of some hostile cultivators, but he did not like to be burdened by worldly affairs, let alone managing a large sect. In the chaos of the Cultivation World, there were many affairs to attend to. Lu Xiaotian was about to refuse, but the white-bearded old man's figure had already faded. He did not even have the chance to refuse.

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