Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 116 Infiltrating the Demon Army
Seeing that he was able to attach a layer of black devil energy to the outside of the spirit armor with a little urging, Fang Yan nodded in satisfaction. This is the harvest of two months. At the same time, the black devil energy collected in the black devil world is also refined into it. Although the protective power has not been strengthened by the increase of the black devil energy, the dialect is only used to deceive people. Hiding it is enough.

The set of spiritual armor refined by dialect made the old man in the ring highly praised. Originally, it was extremely difficult for a monk to refine black devil energy, and he didn't know how dialect refined these black devil energy. Whether it can be hidden from the past is uncertain, but there is absolutely no problem when encountering low-level monsters.

Dialect put away the Soul Devouring Formation, and the ghosts were put into the soul bones, and emerged from the ground. Just when they emerged, they found an unusual place. The place that was originally empty, unexpectedly gathered a lot of demons at some point.

If you want to ask how dialect recognizes these monsters, you can tell just by looking at them, each of them is strangely shaped, some of them have personal appearance, their legs, feet and body can barely be separated, and most of them are wrapped in a cloud of black devil energy The clumps, and the dark devil world where the dialect lives, it would be strange if it weren't for the devil.

Fang Yan quickly mobilized the black devil energy on the peach miasma armor, covering himself in a black mist. The two devils beside him seemed to sense a little movement, turned their heads and looked at Fang Yan, but found nothing unusual. They turned around again.

Just this small movement shocked Fang Yan. Although the two demons next to him were only the lowest level existence, and their cultivation base was at the level of the middle stage of Qi refining, there were thousands of demons around. There are many breaths in the middle that are very powerful, and they are no worse than dialects. Moreover, it seems that these demons are not leading figures, because they all gather here. According to the old man, demons of the same level should devour each other. Now, like an army, it seems to be waiting for a bigger demon to appear.

Fang Yan soon discovered that the devil's cultivation was not as secretive as a monk's. It could be determined by the degree of condensation of the black devil energy around his body. The two beside Fang Yan, the black devil energy around his body and the black energy of nature There is not much difference in the devil energy, it just gathers around the body. For those who are more advanced, the black devil energy around the body is more condensed. The big devil just flew over, and the black devil energy around the body has been refined a lot.

As the dialect was running, the broken eyes scanned the surrounding monsters, and couldn't help slandering the old man in the ring. The old man asked himself to come to the Dark Demon Realm and looked for a magic armor. The dialect had seen it just now. None of the hundreds of monsters around had magic armor at all. Even those few monsters with powerful auras, comparable to the foundation-building monsters, only had a piece of armor the size of a palm, which seemed to protect the most important parts of the body. Those low-level devils simply rely on the black devil energy around them to envelop themselves as armor.

Don't talk about magic armor, not everyone has even weapons. Dialect found that the weapons in the hands of many demons are just a piece of common iron with a sharp edge, or a piece of ore at all. Just hold it like that, and occasionally a few Anyone who possesses something with a little aura in their hands can attract the undisguised coveting hearts of the demons around them.

Seeing this situation, Dialect knew with his toes that all kinds of materials seemed to be extremely scarce in the Dark Demon Realm, and the magic weapons in his hands were even more afraid to show up easily.

As expected by the dialect, soon, there was a huge aura in the air, and a black mist with hundreds of feet was pouring in. The dialect just glanced at it casually, and found that the devil wrapped in it had at least the cultivation base of the high-level foundation establishment .

With a burst of noise, Dialect didn't know what these demons were talking about at all. After seeing the big demon howling a few times, he felt that there seemed to be an extra mark on the dark energy outside his body. After all this, the big devil turned around and flew away, and the devils on the ground also took off one after another, following behind the big devil.

Dialect also had to use his mana to mix in the middle of the team. It was impossible to escape now, so he had to follow the group of demons first and play by ear.

I saw black smoke billowing in dialect hundreds of miles, and from time to time more monsters joined in, some were a few, some were hundreds, and the whole team was getting bigger and bigger.

Afterwards, there were quite a few people with powerful auras who joined the team. Dialect didn't dare to act rashly. Just as he poked out a little bit of his spiritual sense, he felt that his divine sense was corroded by the surrounding black devil energy, and he couldn't detect further distances. , had no choice but to occasionally run the phantom eye, look at the surrounding environment, and stimulate the black magic energy in the Tao Miasma Armor, and dare not neglect it in the slightest.

The Dark Demon Realm is far less gorgeous than the Cultivation Realm. It seems that the whole world is one color, gray, and the whole world is dark.

It can be felt in dialect that the Dark Demon Realm is much more desolate, not only are there few living things, even vegetation is extremely rare, and the few ones you encounter occasionally are very low. There are almost no rivers on the ground. It is a place where monsters gather. Seeing this scene reminds Dialect of the desert in the realm of comprehension. Although the place is not full of yellow sand, the little gathering places are like oases in the desert.

But after a while, Dialect felt the ferocity of the Dark Demon Realm. The many monsters on the ground seemed to be the food of these demons in the air. Wouldn't it be that some demons swooped down from the air and opened their mouths towards the scattered monsters? Sucking, dozens of monsters entered his mouth, and then returned to the team.

Humanity?Dialect suddenly saw a place that was completely different from the gathering place of monsters that he had seen just now. It seemed to be a village. Several rows of stone houses formed a circle, and Dialect could clearly perceive it. Behind the stone are human beings one by one. Although they have no cultivation level, each of them is extremely strong. They hold all kinds of weapons, bows and arrows, spears, and javelins in their hands, staring at the monsters that swept through the air.

It seems that this group of monsters has no interest in the crowd on the ground, and none of the monsters came out to hunt these mortals, and soon flew over the village of mortals. Dialect quietly recorded this place in his heart, and when he left the group of monsters Be sure to come back later to find out.

After flying thousands of miles, he finally arrived at the destination. Dialect followed the group of monsters and slowly slowed down. He saw another group of monsters not far ahead. The number of people was even larger, and they seemed to be guarding something in a circle. .

The leading devil on Fangyan's side howled again, and this time Fangyan felt a slight change. It seemed that there was a strange power in the howling of the devil, just like black devil energy entering the body, which could stimulate His bloodthirsty aura, soon, Fang Yan felt a surging emotional flow in his body, and hurriedly used the concentration technique to suppress this emotion, but the monsters around Fang Yan liked this impulse very much, As the leader howled, they also howled.

Without any tactics at all, as the howls of the leaders of both sides ended, the two groups of monsters fought together.

Although the cultivation of these monsters is acceptable, their fighting skills are far inferior to those of monks. They almost rely on instinct. Those who have weapons swing their weapons a few times, and most of them just open their mouths. Some of them can't talk at all. A huge hole, devouring the opponent desperately.

Dialect shuttled across the entire battlefield, watching thousands of monsters fighting around, couldn't help opening his mouth, is this a battle in the Dark Demon Realm?If this is the case, I can face at least dozens of opponents by myself, and soon Dialect discovered that there are many similarities between monsters and my own ghosts. It seems that there is also a core energy in the body, as long as you use that core energy If it is scattered or devoured, the monster will be considered dead, and the most protected place of each monster is where the core energy exists.

Fang Yan sneaked to the outermost edge of the battle. In an instant, Fang Yan enveloped the two fighting demons closest to him in his dark energy. The fire penetrated their bodies and took out the cores. Immediately afterwards, Fang Yan sacrificed the spirit bones, and the spirit ghost snorted and sucked all the remaining bodies of the two demons into its body.

These two are just two devils who are equivalent to the Qi refining stage. After putting away the cores of the two groups, Dialect was not satisfied, and began to hunt and kill silently around the periphery of the entire battlefield.

The two leading demons on both sides are existences in the late stage of foundation establishment. As long as Dialect avoids them, there will be no demon in the entire battlefield that is the enemy of Dialect.

While dialect was still hunting, his team seemed to have won. The leader of the monster suddenly took out a magic weapon and wounded the opponent's monster, and the rest of the monsters found that their leader was running away Afterwards, one after another scattered like birds and beasts, and the devil on the dialect side chased and killed him for a while, chasing the other party dozens of miles away before returning.

(End of this chapter)