Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 106 Fighting Magic Pill
Fang Yan knew that there was a Xudan cultivator stationed in the Hundred Poisons Valley, so he didn't dare to wait any longer, so he killed the elder brother with the highest cultivation level as soon as they met. , Po Huanmu was not affected by the weather, Dialect quickly got out of Baidu Valley and galloped towards Guiyun Town.

It's not that Dialect didn't want to save the other people there. He wanted to destroy the Hundred Poison Valley when he saw a group of monks being raised as slaves. Determined, if one day, I am strong enough, I will definitely destroy the dirty place of Baidu Valley.

Dialect's thoughts are gone, it doesn't matter if you practice poisonous kungfu, and it doesn't matter what kind of kung fu you practice in order to improve your strength, but using monks as fertilizer is absolutely unacceptable for dialect. Dialect thinks he is not a good person, and has killed many people. I have lived a lot of things, fighting at that time, if I didn't strike, I would be the one who died, but Fang Yan never thought about it, and there is such a practice of raising monks in captivity.

Just out of the dialect of Baidu Valley, I felt a wave of mana coming from behind.

"So fast?" Fang Yan was a little surprised. His action speed was fast enough, but the other party's reaction was much faster than he expected. He thought it would take a quarter of an hour for the other party to react. It's a hundred miles away, but now I have two more people with me, even if the Yiyun sword under my feet is a middle-grade treasure, it is difficult to escape the opponent's pursuit.

Dialect was a little anxious. It would be fine if the ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator was chasing after him, but it would be troublesome if it was the Xudan cultivator.It is possible for him to escape, but Scar and Liangzi cannot be taken away anyway.

At this time, Fang Yan suddenly felt a message talisman fluctuate in his Qiankun Pot. He took it out and saw that it was Ji Feng who sent the message. The message showed that Ji Feng was only within a hundred miles. Dialect quickly checked the message, and sure enough, Ji Feng Feng is eighty miles on the left.

Overjoyed, Fang Yan adjusted his direction slightly, and flew towards Ji Feng's position, eighty miles away, and within a short while, Fang Yan saw Ji Feng who was waiting for him. Before he could elaborate, Fang Yan handed Dao Scar Liangzi over Ji Feng, let him fly back to Yun Town with the two of them first, and Fang Yan himself is going to intercept the pursuer.

Ji Feng knew that the situation was urgent, and he was worried about this situation, so he rushed here from Guiyun Town, and he had been staying for several days, waiting for this moment.

Both Dao Scar and Liang Zi knew that the boss was going to work hard for them, and also knew that his cultivation would not be of any use at all, and staying here would be useless except to be a burden, so he said with tears in his eyes, "Boss must take care. "On Ji Feng's flying sword.

Seeing Ji Feng going away, Fang Yan's heart was relieved, as long as there is no worries, even a cultivator of Xu Dan, Fang Yan has the confidence to fight.

Counting, this is the third time that Fang Yan has encountered such a high-ranking monk. The Xudan monk of Taiyi Sect in the ghost cave was attacked and killed by Fang Yan Lihuo. There were no bones left in the nest of the fifth-order monster Jinpeng bird. Although the two dialects were opportunistic, the dialect at that time was only the cultivation base of the Qi refining period.Having gone through these two times, Dialect is not as timid as other monks of the same rank for Foundation Establishment Dzogchen and even Xudan monks. What's more, Dialect has just established a foundation and has practiced a few practical spells and supernatural powers, especially the peach miasma armor on his body. It is also made by hand, which is the time when confidence is full.

Dialect set up his flying sword and flew in another direction, the farther away from Ji Feng and Scar three, the better.

Poison Luo was also a little puzzled. He didn't expect that a monk who had just built a foundation was so amazingly fast, not a bit slower than himself, and for some reason, he didn't change direction. Could it be possible that by changing direction, he would be able to throw off my pursuit?What a joke.

The dialect changed direction, and Du Luo also changed direction accordingly. The two people were one in front of the other, separated by only a few tens of miles.

Fang Yan threw a Gathering Spirit Pill into his mouth, the abundant aura replenished into his body, and instantly refined into mana, and the flying sword under his feet picked up a little speed, Fang Yan can conclude at this moment that even if the person behind him is not a cultivator of Xudan, He is also a high-level monk who established the foundation, and the magic weapon of the imperial envoy is at least above the middle-grade treasure, and he will definitely not be lower than that senior brother. Thinking of this, Fang Yan is not going to fly away and escape. There will be a battle sooner or later. Of course, Fang Yan chooses himself Fight when mana is abundant.

Dialect circled around a hill, but didn't find the aura of high-level monsters, so he fell down and set up the Soul Devouring Formation as soon as possible. Although it might not be needed, it was a bit of help. Dialect has already done it. Ready to give up.After setting up, quickly sit down cross-legged to replenish the mana consumed by flying just now.

Seeing the pursuer flying in the air, Fang Yan was startled, and at the same time rejoiced how wise his decision was.

Contrary to what the dialect predicted, it was not a person who came, but a man and a beast. A monk with no visible cultivation stood on the back of a bald sand eagle and slowly fell to the opposite of the dialect.

If Fang Yan continued to fly, his mana would be consumed even more, while the other party would only consume some physical strength from the spiritual pet under him. At that time, Fang Yan would not even have the power to parry.

"Really just established the foundation, Du Shan is so unbelievable, and you were killed?" Du Luo stared at the dialect for a few times, and said these few words, not sure whether it was a pity for Du Shan or ridicule of Du Shan.

"Everyone in Ten Thousand Poison Valley should be killed." Dialect had already fully replenished his mana, stood up and said to Poison Luo.

"Okay, have the guts, there are not many people who dare to speak like that in front of me, Du Luo."

"Poison Luo? The Elder of Hundred Poison Valley?" Fang Yan was slightly startled when he heard Du Luo's words. It was indeed a cultivator of Xudan. There is a gathering spirit pill in his mouth, ready to replenish his spiritual power at any time.

"Don't waste your time in vain, consider yourself unlucky, you should have expected this if you dared to go wild in my Hundred Poison Valley. Baimei, come on,"

The bald eagle next to him heard his master's words, and rushed towards the dialect in a hurry.

"Baimei, keep that spirit armor." Before he could do anything, the Du Luo was already preparing to collect the spoils.

Dialect didn't speak any more, knowing that if he wanted to survive today, he had to defeat the Xudan cultivator and his spiritual pet, the bald sand eagle, otherwise, even if he fled for a while, he would not be able to escape their pursuit of one person and one beast.

But the other party wanted to take him down with a flat-haired animal, and he underestimated himself too much. As the saying goes, it is better to cut off one finger than to hurt his ten fingers. Dialect decided to kill the flat-haired animal with one move. Die, a fourth-order spiritual pet, how many fourth-order monsters have been killed, even if you are a fourth-order senior, you will definitely not be stronger than Xudan cultivator, Fang Yan stretched out his hand and held the Yiyun Sword in his hand, Staring at the bald sand eagle flying over, at the same time, the mana in his body was spinning, and Lihuo was about to move.

Du Luo is very confident in his spiritual pet. Du Luo got a fourth-order monster egg after going through all kinds of difficulties and dangers. Du Luo has been cultivating this spiritual pet since he got it back, and has been growing since the first rank Up to the current fourth level, I have been with you for decades. There are not one thousand but eight hundred monks who died under the claws of the white eyebrows in the past few decades. Du Luo relies on Bai Mei to break through many difficulties. It can be said that Du Luo trusts Bai Mei more than anyone else.

The little monk in front of him has only just built the first floor, and has not even broken through the second floor. Although the spirit armor on his body is good, it seems to be a middle-grade treasure, but Baimei only needs one move at most to tear his body apart. smash.

Bai Mei rushed towards the dialect, several black winds flashed under his feet, the toxicity of which was only known to Poison Luo, several red threads flashed on the tips of the wings, and several puffs of blue smoke came out from the abdomen, only experienced Only people who know how powerful these things are, each of them is extremely poisonous, plus the body power of the fourth-order monster beast, I don't know how many people died under the first impact of the bald sand eagle. Seeing the scene of Bai Mei tearing up the dialect, with a bloodthirsty smile showing in the corner of his eyes, just waiting to see the scene of blood flying and screaming, I feel so excited just thinking about it, even my shoulders tremble slightly.

What happened next is something that Du Luo will never forget for the rest of his life. Not only did the little monk not be torn apart, but his white eyebrows suddenly screamed again and again. Yu Feijian pierced deeply towards the heart of Baimei, who had already fallen, and after a successful blow, the boy flew away directly with Yu Fei's sword.

"I'm going to kill you. Let your soul fly away, and you will never be reborn forever." Du Luo caught his spiritual pet, and found that its body had been turned into a mass of ashes, leaving only a complete fur. Back to its life, it raised its head to the sky and howled loudly.

(End of this chapter)