y down your arms and join our expedition. I can intercede on your behalf and spare you. But if you refuse, there is only one outcome: I will kill you here and now." Chiyun Sang's pagoda pressed down...With a whooshing sound, countless withered silkworm cocoons appeared in the dead mulberry forest. Originally, Lu Xia Tian and Ti Ye, along with Shi Xiao, were hesitating whether to go and see the situation between Chi Hei Shuang Long and Xiang Zhong Yang, to see if there was an opportunity to reap the benefits of others' conflict.
However, before they could act, a group of withered silkworm cocoons appeared one after another. Now there was no need to choose anymore.
A dozen or so desiccated silkworm warriors appeared in their line of sight, their strength ranging from the Xuanxian level to the Tianxian level. With so many desiccated silkworm warriors, even Diye and Shiqiao felt a headache coming on. As for Lu Xiaoxian, he also found it quite troublesome. If it hadn't been for a twist of fate that forced him to temporarily refine the power of the dragon wolf riding totem into his body under the pressure of the corpse qi, his strength would have surged. Facing these desiccated silkworm warriors, he would have been driven to desperation. In this situation, if he wanted to protect himself, he would first have to summon the Wolf Rider.
“I’m responsible for leading the way, my two friends should try their best to hold back the Heavenly Immortal-level experts among the withered silkworm warriors.” Although Lu Xiaoteng already had the strength to compete with Heavenly Immortals, this strength came from many wolf riders, not Lu Xiaoteng's own power. In situations where he could avoid it or minimize his involvement, he naturally wanted to avoid using it as much as possible to reduce his own consumption.
"We'll do our best to protect Daoist Dongfang." Ti Ye and Shi Niao both nodded simultaneously. They didn't mention Master Jun's orders, but just now Lu Xiaoteng had saved their lives. And in this Withered Sandalwood Forest, if Lu Xiaoteng were to fall, the two of them would likely still die. After all, besides Lu Xiaoteng, they were almost destined for death under that ever-increasing air of sorrow. They had previously passed a crisis with Lu Xiaoteng's help. Now, the surrounding air of desolate sadness was receding like a tide, but who knew when it would rise again.
"As long as one's strength doesn't reach the level of a celestial immortal, they wouldn't pose too much of a threat to me." Seeing that Tiye and Shi Niao were protecting him tightly, Lu Xia Tian added, "I need the two of them to hold back the celestial immortal-level withered silkworm war puppets for me. However, if the two of them get distracted, they could be injured by the withered silkworm war puppets, which wouldn't be beneficial to me either."
“Good!” After receiving Lü Xiaodong's reminder, Ti Ye nodded. She and Shi Xiao simultaneously flickered, causing a surge of corpse energy around them. The Corpse Puppet first transformed into a human-faced, hawk-bodied monster, tens of feet tall. Although its size seemed cumbersome, its speed was astonishingly fast, turning into fleeting shadows as it darted between dozens of withered silkworm war statues.
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At this time, Shi Xiao wielded a pitch-black curved saber in his hand, swirling like a whirlwind as he swept through the dead willow forest. Countless faint knife shadows danced in the air. The withered silkworm warrior also possessed formidable strength. Behind him, a giant silkworm phantom emerged, twisting its obese body. Its plump form seemed like an abyss, constantly absorbing blades of energy. At the same time, a strange purple wave emanated from its body. Lu Xiaoteng sensed a powerful threat from these waves and had to retreat far away.
With a whooshing sound, one after another, Xuanxian-level withered silkworm warriors surged towards Lu Xiaotian. The crisscrossing silk threads almost completely enveloped the area where Lu Xiaotian stood, seemingly leaving him no room to escape.
A strong stench of death emanated from these silkworm threads. A surge of serene Buddhist energy rose within Lu Xiaoteng's body. Faced with this surging crisis, Lu Xiaoteng stood motionless like an old monk in meditation.
As those silkworm threads were about to wrap around Lu Xiaoteng, he suddenly pointed into the void. A pillar of fire formed from Nirvana True Flame slowly floated forward, piercing through the barrier made of silkworms in front of him. Lu Xiaoteng flashed and darted out.
As soon as Lu Xia Tian penetrated this thick cocoon barrier, a grey rain began to pour outside. Each raindrop carried a strong corrosive aura.
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Twenty or thirty withered silkworm warrior puppets silently emerged from the void, seemingly interwoven into a large formation. Lu Xiaoteng's eyebrows twitched. These Xuanxian-level withered silkworm warrior puppets had set up such a grand formation to deal with him even before they met face to face. Obviously, something was amiss.
However, quite a few withered silkworm warriors had already been slain by Ti Ye and Shi Niao before this. Although the formation laid down by these twenty or so withered silkworm warriors was fraught with danger, in Lu Xiaotian's eyes, it wasn't particularly complete. Now that he could integrate the power of the dragon wolf cavalry totem into himself, even being surrounded by so many Xuanxian-level withered silkworm warriors did not cause too much panic in Lu Xiaotian's heart.
Suddenly, outside the great formation, the mournful cry of the night mingled with the fierce battle between the Corpse King and three celestial-ranked withered silk war puppets. Their eyes, each filled with a tinge of sorrow, gazed towards the distant void shrouded in a curtain of ash rain. to have been overshadowed all at once. 。In fact, Lu Xiaotian's fast speed of alchemy was due to his understanding of the Fan Luo True Fire. As early as before he went through the Heavenly Tribulatio...