Weng Zhihan said in a low voice, "At first, I only wanted to use the spiritual object on your body to help me refine a Demon Binding Rope. Then I would personally take back the Foundation Establishment Pill. However, in order to further understand your strength and take back the Foundation Establishment Pill in advance, I decided to take you to Ox Head Mountain. "
"Foundation Establishment Pill? You're just an ordinary Aura Refining cultivator, how could you have a Foundation Establishment Pill! "Lu Xiaotian said in disbelief, his face full of shock.
"Is it impossible? In fact, you only know the tip of the iceberg regarding the grudge between me and Qian Dali. At that time, I didn't only obtain one Foundation Establishment Pill in the underground palace, but two! " Weng Zhihan snorted and took out the larger inkstone from the bag on his back. He reached out and crushed the inkstone, revealing a small cloth bag inside. Weng Zhihan opened the cloth bag. Inside was a pill bottle, exuding a strong medicinal pill fragrance. This kind of ordinary pill bottle simply couldn't isolate the aura of the Foundation Establishment Pill.
Lu Xiaotian was slightly surprised. That shabby looking linen cloth was actually not simple. It could actually isolate the spiritual power of the pill so thoroughly, making people think that the inkstone was just an ordinary object. It was really ingenious.
"At that time, I was attacked by Qian Dali and was seriously injured. I knew that if I carried this Foundation Establishment Pill on me, it would definitely be taken away by Qian Dali. Therefore, I specially wrapped it up and placed it somewhere else. Then I fled back to Spirit Firmament Palace. Because if I was caught by Qian Dali on the way, and he couldn't find this pill on me, he wouldn't kill me and I would be able to keep my life. "
Speaking of this arrangement, Weng Zhihan's bald head shook proudly. Then he said with hatred, "Who knew that old bastard Qian Dali's immortal fate was not shallow. At such an old age, he was lucky enough to succeed in building his foundation. Moreover, he trapped me in the Blackwater Stronghold's mine, never to see the light of day again. If I hadn't met you, I'm afraid I really wouldn't have had the chance to come out. In this regard, I really have to thank you. "
"You're using this kind of method to thank me?" Lu Xiaotian painfully sat down with his back against the stone wall.
"The Dao of Immortal Cultivation is the law of the jungle. Although your character is decisive and resolute, which I have never seen before in my life, you are still a young man, and your heart is full of pride. Do you think that just because you're stronger than me and your cultivation is higher than mine, I won't be able to escape from your grasp? Dream on! "
Weng Zhihan coldly snorted, and then looked greedily at Lu Xiaotian, "Of course, you must have some great secret on you, otherwise, how could you improve your cultivation so quickly, cultivate spells to such a superb level, and also be an extremely powerful insect cultivator. He even knew how to refine pills. To be honest, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that an ordinary cultivator could do what you did. But from now on, everything that belongs to you will naturally be mine. Aren't you going to say something before you die? Tell me your secret honestly, and for the sake of our friendship, I can give you a quick death. "
"I only have one thing to say to a sinister old thing like you," Lu Xiaotian said viciously.
"What is it?" Weng Zhihan's old face darkened, and he tightened his grip on the Demon-binding Rope. Looking at Lu Xiaotian's posture, he didn't intend to cooperate.
"You can die now." Lu Xiaotian's mouth suddenly curled. With a wave of his left hand, a black shadow flashed.
"You're not hurt?" Weng Zhihan was shocked at first, and then he sneered. He waved the Demon-binding Rope with his right hand to resist Lu Xiaotian's dying counterattack. Lu Xiaotian had endless trump cards, and he was very afraid of Lu Xiaotian, so even when he was talking just now, he was still secretly on guard.
Now that he had a magic weapon in hand, even if Lu Xiaotian had some trump cards, he was just an ordinary cultivator who had entered the Divine Firmament Palace for more than six years. How powerful could he be?
He waved the Demon-binding Rope. Even if it was a superb spiritual weapon, it couldn't withstand a hit from the Demon-binding Rope. The Demon-binding Rope was quite intelligent. It wrapped around the black shadow. However, Weng Zhihan didn't expect the black shadow to be so sharp. After a violent tremor, the shadow dissipated, revealing a small black sword. Its body expanded to more than two feet, and it actually split the Demon-binding Rope.
"A magic weapon, a flying sword! Impossible, how can you have a magic weapon! "Weng Zhihan screamed hysterically, looking hysterical and terrified.
"Since you even have a Foundation-building Elixir, why can't I have a magic weapon?"
Lu Xiaotian asked in reply, and controlled the magic sword to cut Weng Zhihan's neck. Weng Zhihan was shocked and hurriedly blocked with the Demon-binding Rope. However, the black sword was just a feint. It suddenly changed direction and went straight down, splitting his skin and flesh.
Weng Zhihan screamed and suddenly retreated. A sword wound deep enough to see the bone appeared on his waist. At the same time, the storage bag he snatched from the black-armored man was also cut by the sword. Lu Xiaotian reached out and sucked the storage bag into his hand. Just now, Weng Zhihan had put the Foundation-building Elixir in it. Lu Xiaotian felt a little excited. He didn't expect to get the Foundation-building Elixir that he had been yearning for day and night. His months of hard work were not in vain.
"You, give me back the Foundation-building Elixir, and I'll kill you!" Weng Zhihan was so angry that he ignored the wound on his waist and controlled the Demon-binding Rope to wrap Lu Xiaotian like a mad tiger.
"You're only at the seventh level of the Qi Refining realm. You're still a little weak." Lu Xiaotian smiled. The black magic sword had been refined for several months, and it had completely erased the aura left by the black-robed old man. It was like his arm.
Although Weng Zhihan had cheated him of a lot of Middle Level Spirit Stones by refining tools, it could be used for a long time. However, his cultivation was not as good as Lu Xiaotian's after all. Although the Demon-binding Rope was also very powerful, it was just a newly refined magic weapon that had not been tainted with any cultivator's aura. It was relatively easy to refine, but it still needed to be refined. If Weng Zhihan was given 30 minutes, it would be much more troublesome to deal with him.
As soon as it was refined, Lu Xiaotian defeated the eight people of Black Iron Tower and did not give Weng Zhihan time to refine the Demon-binding Rope. Originally, Weng Zhihan thought that with a magic weapon in hand, even if he had not refined it, he could suppress Lu Xiaotian. Who would have thought that an ordinary cultivator like Lu Xiaotian, with no background, could have a magic weapon? Weng Zhihan scratched his head and could not figure out why he had been defeated by the Black Flood Dragon Scissors in the mine. If he had a magic weapon, why did he have to flee in panic?
After several exchanges, the rope and the sword were exchanged. Several more wounds were added to Weng Zhihan's body. Due to the difference in cultivation between the two, Lu Xiaotian's control of the magic weapon was obviously better.
The black magic sword flashed, and Weng Zhihan screamed. The right arm holding the Demon-binding Rope was cut off. Weng Zhihan ignored the sharp pain in his body and stretched out his left hand to grab the Demon-binding Rope. It was his last life-saving straw.
However, in terms of speed, Lu Xiaotian was much faster. Two small fireballs flew one after another, and Weng Zhihan had to shrink back. In an instant, Lu Xiaotian flew several feet forward and grabbed the Demon-binding Rope.
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