Lu Xiaotian's heart moved slowly, seemingly trying his best to escape the two Huayans' attack range, yet his speed simply could not match their faster pace.
Before long, Lu Xiaotian was caught and sandwiched between the two Huayans. There was a trace of mockery in the two yellow-stone firemen's cold eyes, as if they were ridiculing Lu Xiaotian for trying to be smart.
However, even though the two Huayans mocked Lu Xiaotian, they did not dare to approach rashly, cautiously continuing to close in on him. Evidently, the losses their tribe had suffered earlier when besieging the Seven-Star Guards and puppet battle-statues served as a sufficient warning to these two Huayans regarding human Celestial Realm powerhouses.
After moving a certain distance, Lu Xiaotian refused to continue this pointless consumption, wasting dragon qi on the struggle against the profound meaning of gravity. He seemed to accept his awkward predicament.
No matter how patient the two Huayans were, after circling and watching Lu Xiaotian for a while, they finally launched a tentative attack. The gray awls in their hands thrust toward Lu Xiaotian simultaneously.
At this moment, Lu Xiaotian's eyes also carried a hint of mockery. When striking again, the weapon Lu Xiaotian used was no longer the dragon spear Ying Feng had refined for many years, but the Fangtian Halberd that Lu Xiaotian had placed inside the Green Fruit Barrier and which had already become a dragon totem.
As soon as the Fangtian Halberd appeared, Lu Xiaotian sensed that the binding of the profound meaning of gravity in this place was seemingly not that strong against it. The totem power within seemed capable of acting as a certain countermeasure to the profound meaning of gravity.
With a clanging sound, after the Huayan's awl clashed with the Fangtian Halberd for a moment,