Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 143 Nine Fantasy's Decision

Just behind Genpo, there are dots full of demons, not high level, but the number is huge, each group has dozens of them, at a rough glance, there are no less than hundreds of them, dialect can see tens of thousands of them at a glance The monsters were scattered on the ground in front of them, and the gathering place marked by Master Jiu Huan was on the other side of the group of monsters.

There are a huge number of demons, and the order is not chaotic. The dialect has captured many low-level demons. These demons have no wisdom at all, and they will only be like this if they accept orders from higher-level demons. Fight and devour each other.Dialect looked around, but did not find a stronger demonic aura, which is very abnormal. If there were no higher-level demons, it would not take much trouble for Dialect to pass through these demons with the black demonic energy transformed by the peach miasma armor. , but if you encounter high-level demons, you can easily be spotted by the other party if you walk around at will.

For a while, the dialect didn't know what to do. It was only a dozen miles away from the gathering place pointed out by the real person Jiu Huan. , As for the specific location of the passage, Jiuhuan Daoist didn't directly tell Dialect, and Dialect didn't know exactly where it was.

After thinking for a long time, Fang Yan suddenly thought of the old man in the ring. Ever since he was with Master Jiuhuan, there was no news about him. With a move of consciousness, Fang Yan stuck into the ring: "Old man, wake up."

"Huh? Boy, did you remember me? Why, did you leave Thunder Castle?"

After coming to the Dark Demon Realm, especially after seeing Thunder Castle, the old man's consciousness rarely came out of the ring. The dialect had already experienced so many things, the old man knew nothing, and the dialect didn't have time to explain it, so he just said it roughly. Then he mentioned the current situation.

"What? You said, Master Jiu Huan is still alive, and you rescued him? Are you going to take you back to the world of comprehension?" After hearing the dialect, the old man looked shocked. Master Jiu Huan was born earlier than the old man Thousands of years, that is to say, when the old man started to practice, Jiuhuan Daoist was already a Nascent Soul cultivator. Although there was such speculation before, it is normal for the old man to be shocked to hear the news that he is still alive from the dialect.

The old man is also an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, but after a daze, he slowed down and began to think about the situation in front of him: "Boy, since there are only low-level demons around, it's not difficult to hide them with your ability, nine Senior Huan has been injured, and it won’t be easy to win against a magic commander, so I suggest that you pass by, and don’t tell anyone about me, I owe you a favor.” The old man’s consciousness retreated again When he went back, he was surrounded by black devil energy, and the old man's consciousness couldn't stay outside for long.

Hearing what the old man said, Fang Yan decided to take a risk, at least he still has peach miasma poison for self-defense, which has been verified from Tong Yateng, and even a demon leader at the level of a magic commander would be afraid of his own method.

Fang Yan also put away the butterfly, wrapped himself in a cloud of black devil energy, and walked slowly down the slope.

The surrounding devils occasionally noticed the dialect, but they just took a few more glances, did not shout out loud, and did not cause any commotion. The dialect quickly passed through more than half the distance, only two or three miles away from that place. If you don't consider the surrounding demons, the wind escape technique activated by the dialect is only a flicker away.

Arriving here, Fang Yan feels at ease. Even if he doesn't move now, he can wait for the real Jiuhuan to arrive at that place, and then flash past. The real Jiuhuan has a high level of cultivation. You will find that even the magic general is the same.

A divine sense suddenly swept across, and Fang Yan's heart tightened. Fortunately, he had restrained his mana, and his aura was hidden under a cloud of black devil energy. It was sent by a high-level demon clan, and its strength was no less than that of Tonya Teng, which meant that at least a demon commander was around, controlling these demon heads.

When Fang Yan sensed this divine consciousness, he immediately stopped, carefully activated the black devil energy, and enveloped himself in a cloud of black devil energy. In the eyes of outsiders, he was just a low-level devil.

Suddenly, Dialect realized that the jade slip left by Master Jiuhuan flickered for a while, but another divine consciousness came out from it. The methods of the Nascent Soul cultivator emerged endlessly, and a jade slip that recorded events could also be used as a jade talisman for communication.

"Dialect, come quickly to the assembly point, we have to leave here immediately."

After receiving the message from the Nine Huan Daoist, Fang Yan didn't bother to hide his aura anymore, he used his mana, activated the wind escape technique, and dodged towards the gathering place.

As soon as the dialect was activated, the divine sense immediately discovered the abnormality, and the divine sense swept over the dialect. Soon, the dialect sensed the devil chasing after him. Not only that, but the demon army that was originally calm also became commotion.

After a flash, he arrived at the gathering place scheduled by the real Jiuhuan.Daoist Jiu Huan was already waiting there, but his face was pale, and he seemed to have suffered a lot of injuries. Toshito was not there, so he must have left here. He won't regret leaving so soon, and maybe Tong Yato has already gone to perform his chaotic demon splitting technique.

It was only later that Fang Yan found out that if he hadn't been able to come over at that time, Master Jiu Huan planned to leave alone. At that time, he had already suffered serious injuries. Although he used exercises to forcefully suppress the injuries, he couldn't last long. The most important thing is that although he and Toriya Teng killed the magic commander, the other party still sent the message, and it is very likely that other magic commanders will come.

Tong Yateng is lucky to say that no matter where a demon hides, no one else will be able to find him. The real Jiuhuan is a monk, unless he returns to Jinglei Castle, otherwise, if he is chased by a demon of the same level, he will die within a few hours. Will be caught up, under internal and external troubles, there is only one way to fall.

Seeing the dialect who rushed over, Master Jiu Huan breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed Fang Yan with one hand, and threw out a few jade talismans with the other hand, Fang Yan only saw a wave of mana behind him, hundreds of the first arrived The devil fell into a maze and ran around.

"Dialect, keep your mind on it. I'll take you into the passage. Behind you, I've set up a small confusion formation, which can withstand it for about half an hour. Let's go."

Hanmo Mountain is very big, and the meeting place set by Jiuhuan Daoist is only the periphery of Hanmo Mountain, and the space passage he is going to is still deep in the mountain.

However, after entering Hanmo Mountain, all the demon heads are gone. Before entering the space passage, Dialect can detect the space-time cracks around him from time to time, just like the passage he passed through from Nether Stream to the Black Demon Realm. , Countless space-time cracks popped out from nowhere, and bursts of suction came out from inside.

Fang Yan also saw a little bit of the strength of the Nascent Soul cultivator. The space-time cracks that he could only avoid with trepidation, the real Jiuhuan was not afraid at all. The spatio-temporal rift that has not yet fully appeared was shot out.

Just when Fangyan thought he could reach the space channel safely, he suddenly heard Master Jiuhuan exclaim: "No, there is actually a magic commander here. What are they doing? Have they discovered our whereabouts?"

Immortal Nine Huan is a little confused for a while, don't want any more, just the one in front of me, I will be very difficult to deal with today, the most important thing is that at this moment, real Nine Huan's strength has been greatly reduced, and the strength he can display is less than three points before One, what's more, the original injury has not fully recovered at all. The dialect medicine pill spirit stone is too low-level for the Nascent Soul cultivator. If there is a fierce battle, the injury that has just been suppressed is likely to explode completely.

Jiu Huan thought about it for a while, and then made a decision. Before saying his decision, Jiu Huan reached out and took out two jade slips and handed them to Fang Yan. These are the only two things left on him, except his own life. There is nothing more than magic weapons.

(End of this chapter)