Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 331
As soon as a few words in the dialect came out, the real person Jiuhuan and Yue Linglong didn't change much. The real person Jiuhuan had already tested the dialect's strength in Xingjizong before, and knew the approximate strength of the dialect. Lu Yuan Yuanying's cultivation base has not been fully consolidated, and the dialect will definitely not suffer when the two face each other. As for Yue'er, it is purely blind worship. It seems that since she met Senior Brother Fang, she has never been disappointed.

But the other Nascent Soul cultivators were all amazed. Their investigation was much clearer than that of Lu Yuan. Seeing that the dialect was so straightforward, he accepted it, and even offered a lottery, and seeing the expression of the real Jiuhuan, he felt a little doubtful, especially Ye Tianqing.

After hearing the dialect's words, it was confirmed that it was a spiritual weapon. Lu Yuan was already very excited. He thought it would take more effort, but he didn't expect that it would arouse the opponent's vindictiveness so easily, and his opinion on the dialect immediately changed Level, he was originally cultivated higher than Fang Yan, and he had already regarded the spiritual weapon on Fang Yan as his own trophy.

Stretching out a piece of dragon-shaped jade pendant and handing it to Patriarch Tianqing beside him, Lu Yuan said, "Okay, I'll put this piece of jade pendant in the shape of a dragon to Patriarch, and take it out to fight with you, but should you also?" Take out that magic weapon and shine it brightly."

Heavenly Dragon Jade Pendant?As soon as dialect's spiritual sense was explored, he felt a sense of peace and tranquility. It turned out to be a magic weapon to assist cultivation?It seems to be refined from the moon eclipse spirit stone, which is countless times more advanced than the pure heart jade. This kind of magic weapon for auxiliary cultivation is also more difficult than the magic weapon for defense. It is extremely useful for breakthrough cultivation, even for infants. arrive.

Originally, Dialect wanted to teach Lu Yuan a lesson, and he didn't have any idea about what he brought out, but now this jade pendant has really aroused some interest, it's a matter of grabbing grass and beating rabbits.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, I'm not as rich as you. I still need to use this magic weapon. I'll give it to you after I lose." Dialect said, mobilizing the peach miasma armor, and at the same time taking out the Yaoguang from the streamer wings and sending it to the Beside the old man Jiu Huan, such an approach would naturally disturb the audiovisual. The dialect does not intend to reveal Liu Guangyi. It is enough for a Jindan monk to have a low-grade spiritual weapon, but if a middle-grade spiritual weapon such as Liuguangyi Infant monks will also think differently.

"Okay, I believe you." Lu Yuan was even more happy when he found out that the dialect was propelling a defensive spiritual armor. He only had an offensive spiritual weapon in his hand, and the Tianlong jade pendant he just took out , to be able to have a spirit armor of the spirit weapon level, naturally it couldn't be more suitable.

Ye Tianqing thought that the dialect had something to rely on, but after seeing the dialect sacrificed the Peach Miasma Armor, he secretly laughed in his heart, could it be that he wanted to challenge the challenge with a magic weapon?Facing Cultivator Nascent Soul, even if he was tired, he could die of exhaustion. Without giving Jiu Huan a chance to raise objections, he said directly: "Since you have made a decision, let's go to the central arena."

Dialect has never heard of the central arena, and the name should be similar to the Dou Fatai in Guiyun Town.

Jiu Huan naturally knows about the central arena. The Qingyun arena is jointly controlled by various sects. It is the only place in the Qingyun market that can legally fight, and it is also a place where many monks compete with each other. The central arena is the center Fighting Fa Platform, nodded immediately: "Okay, let's go there."

A few flashes of light flashed, and all the Nascent Soul cultivators disappeared, and there was a buzz of discussion in the VIP building of Jietian Pavilion.

"Senior Brother Liang, that kid actually gambled with Senior Brother Lu Yuan?" The golden core guard who was punched by the dialect went to Senior Brother Liang who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and said.

Senior Brother Liang didn't answer, another Golden Core cultivator said, "Hmph, although he is not low in strength, but if he wants to challenge Senior Brother Lu Yuan, he is asking for humiliation."

Brother Liang, who was sitting cross-legged and recovering, trembled in his heart. Fang Yan's sword just now was too fast, and he was wounded without even a trace of reaction. The chill has prevented him from recovering until now, otherwise, with his temperament, when the ancestor was there just now, he would have jumped up and shouted.

When everyone in Jietian Pavilion was discussing, Fang Yan and others had already landed in a building, without disturbing the ongoing gambling fights in several places, a group of people passed through several formations and directly entered the deepest part. The wall is surrounded by powerful defensive formations, and even the ground is lined with runes. This is the central arena.

"Lu Yuan, just click and go, let's go." It's not the first time for everyone to fight and gamble, and the specific rules don't need to be detailed. After stepping on the central arena, Ye Tianqing instructed Lu Yuan.

"Old Ancestor, Lu Yuan understands that as long as he admits defeat, he will stop in time." Lu Yuan also responded, and then jumped into the arena.

The voices of the two were not high enough to reach the ears of the surrounding people. Dialect naturally heard the words of the two, and realized that this was meant for him, and sneered a few times in his heart.

Jiuhuan's spiritual consciousness sent a message to Fang Yan: "It's almost fine, don't hurt your life."

"Dialect, teach him a good lesson, I can't swallow this breath." Yao Guang's message came from his consciousness again.

Dialect responded to Brother Jiu Huan, nodded to Yao Guang, and jumped into the arena.

Following a mana fluctuation, the entire platform was enveloped by a formation.

Looking at the dialect opposite, Lu Yuan secretly rejoiced, but his face was still calm: "Fellow dialect, let's make a move."

"Offended." The dialect said something hastily, instead of mobilizing the peach miasma armor, it mobilized the mountain stone array, and the mana fluctuations wrapped itself up, not for trapping the enemy, but for defense.

The disciples of the Xingji Sect, Qingyun Sect, are naturally very familiar with it. When they found the dialect's movements, Lu Yuan thought it was true. Jue, several breaths enveloped the dialect.

Fang Yan instantly sensed the peculiarity of Lu Yuan's technique. A breath that looked like clouds but not clouds, fog and not fog penetrated into the rock formations. It was somewhat similar to his own peach miasma poison, but the attack of this breath The range was significantly larger, and in an instant, Dialect realized that he was struggling to move the stone array.

The dialect divine sense went out, and it was unclear what these auras were for a while, but he realized that this aura has no lethality, and it seems that it is only used to trap the enemy. Stay here by yourself?

Lu Yuan, who found that he had succeeded in one blow, immediately urged his movement, and killed him in the dialect. This time, he was no longer polite: "Qingyun Sanshou." Dozens of palms transformed into a formation in the air, and then rushed towards The dialect was bombarded.One palm is more powerful than one palm, and all the attacks land on the same position. As the last palm shadow falls, a gap is blown open in the mountain stone array, revealing the dialect inside.

It turned out that the previous breath was a preparation for this attack, Fang Yan secretly laughed in his heart, if he wanted to directly bombard him, he would have said it earlier, and I would accept it without restraining the stone array.

Finding that the dialect had been exposed, and that the defensive spirit armor hadn't been activated yet, Lu Yuan immediately urged the flying sword to slay him, and he was about to slay him with the sword.

Several Nascent Soul cultivators who watched the battle outside the platform regretted coming to watch the battle when they saw Lu Yuan smashing the stone array. , is about to lose, even if it is because of the previous agreement not to die, it is difficult to escape serious injuries.

Ye Tianqing even threw a smile at Master Jiuhuan, but unexpectedly, the smile froze on his face before it disappeared, because he saw a scene in the arena that he couldn't believe.

Not only him, but the other Nascent Soul cultivators watching the battle also looked at the central arena in surprise, and the situation in the arena changed instantly.

Lu Yuan, who had already been killed in front of Fang Yan, suddenly seemed to have been hit hard, flew out backwards, and landed with a bang, while Fang Yan, who was about to be killed just now, rushed over in a hurry, raised his fist and He punched Lu Yuan who was lying on the ground, and shouted: "I call you disrespectful, tell you to bully little girls, call you disrespectful, tell you to bully little girls."

In just a few breaths, Fang Yan hit dozens of rounds, and Lu Yuan had already turned into a blood gourd, lying there motionless like a dead body.

Dialect finally stopped, wiped Lu Yuan's body twice, and then stood up: "Seniors, you can decide the outcome."

Ye Tianqing said with a gloomy face: "Lu Yuan lost." Immediately, the formation around the arena stopped functioning, revealing the dialect and Lu Yuan inside.

Hearing Ye Tianqing's words, Fang Yan jumped off the arena with one step, and stood beside Daoist Jiuhuan.

Ye Tianqing jumped onto the platform and supported Lu Yuan down.

"Senior Tianqing, this junior has some other things to do, can I give the lottery to this junior?" Fang Yan didn't look at Lu Yuan on the ground, but asked Ye Tianqing with a smile, the enmity with Qing Yunzong had already been forged, You don't have to be too polite.

"Take it." Ye Tianqing waved his hand and threw the Heavenly Dragon Jade Pendant at Dialect. The Nascent Soul cultivator still has this kind of bearing. Although it is not clear where Lu Yuan lost, under the supervision of so many Yuanying, no dialect was found. Use any illegal items, and Lu Yuan has already been beaten and lay there motionless, there is no debate about the outcome.

"Thank you senior, the junior will leave first, brother Jiu Huan, shall we go?"

"Fellow daoists, there will be a time later." Jiuhuan Daoist also bowed his hands and said goodbye to them.

The group of four had just taken a step when they suddenly heard Lu Yuan shout angrily: "Go to hell."

A great power enveloped behind him, just as Fang Yan urged Tao Miasma Armor, he saw two figures running behind him.

There was only a loud bang, and the entire central arena trembled.

"Yaoguang, Yue'er." Fang Yan shouted loudly, but there were two weak figures in his arms.

Watching Yao Guangyue'er fall into a coma, Master Jiu Huan came over and put his hands on the two daughters to investigate, then turned to Ye Tianqing and said, "Fellow Daoist Tianqing, I still need to explain this matter to me." Dialect, the two of them need to go to the Zongmen to heal their wounds."

Dialect took two deep breaths, turned his head and said, "Lu Yuan, from today onwards, you just pray that they are okay."

The calm tone made several Nascent Soul cultivators feel an inexplicable chill.

(End of this chapter)