The Scorpion Wolf Ghost King was extremely cautious, and his strength was absolutely no trifling matter. With conventional methods, it would probably be difficult to achieve success in a single stroke. At this moment, having come under the attack of several Thunderfire Beads, even the slightest hesitation would make it difficult for him to retreat unscathed. At the same time, the scorpion whip that lashed about like an illusion continued battling fiercely against the Misty Sword Formation. Though its momentum had already begun to be suppressed by the Misty Sword Formation, defeating it would probably still not be something that could be done in a short while.
Lu Xiaotian was, after all, only a cultivator who had formed his Nascent Soul not long ago. Even if his magic power was purer than that of others who had reached the Nascent Soul Stage at the same time, the gap in cultivation ranks was not so easy to cross. The Misty Sword Formation gave him the strength to fight, and even kill, a Nascent Soul Middle Stage opponent. In the eyes of other cultivators, that was already a heaven-defying ability.
Yet neither the Misty Sword Formation nor the Seven-Level Pagoda could let Lu Xiaotian ascend to the heavens in a single step. To completely kill the unusually powerful Scorpion Wolf Ghost King, he likewise had to bring out quite a few hidden trump cards.
The Scorpion Wolf Ghost King had long witnessed the might of the Bat King's Dharma Wings and had already taken their speed into account. Even if Lu Xiaotian was fast, the Scorpion Wolf Ghost King had presumably made some preparations for it.
"My methods are far more than just a pair of Bat King's Dharma Wings. Escape!" Flames flowed and turned, leaving a faint fiery shadow in the