Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 337

"Okay, dialect, this is here, this is the interstellar teleportation array." Cang Daoyu, wrapped in the mana of the dialect, entered the valley where the dialect sacrificed and practiced square cards that day, that is, the valley of the tomb he said, looking at The huge teleportation array in front of him couldn't help but exclaimed.

When Dialect said that sentence before, he had the idea of ​​giving up, as long as Cang Daoyu could bring him to find Liuweisan, Fang Yan had already made plans to give the square card to Cang Daoyu.

For Yao Guangyue'er, even the risk is worth it, not to mention it's just a square card that communicates the aura space. After seeing Cang Dao and Dongfu, Fang Yan knows that the aura in that mysterious space is nothing.

It is precisely because of this consideration that Dialect told Cang Daoyu that he also practiced square cards, and he also wanted to use his strength. According to Cang Daoyu, there will not be many people on the entire embedded blue star. It can activate the interstellar teleportation array. This teleportation array was damaged for tens of thousands of years before the master of the demon refining tower came to embed the blue star. Besides, there is no interstellar teleportation array in the entire embedded blue star. The reason why Daoyu called the embedded blue star the desert of comprehension.

Maybe there are records about interstellar teleportation arrays in some ancient sects, but the dialect has no friendship with these people, whether it is Brother Jiuhuan, old man Dan Yangzi, plus Brother Xingwuwu, their sect inheritance is only tens of thousands. In [-], it was probably a sect that only existed after the teleportation array was destroyed. Dialect did not dare to pin his hopes here.

If he didn't tell Cang Daoyu directly this time, when he mentioned it later, the dialect could not guarantee that the other party would not be angry. After all, Cang Daoyu already knew that someone had refined that square card.

Fang Yan also wanted to wait for his cultivation level to be higher, and then make plans after he had the power to protect himself, but he was facing a big monk who was distracted. With the backing of that mysterious space, there is no hope in a short period of time, and it is even more likely that she will fall without knowing when. If that happens, Yao Guangyue'er will never recover.

Until he heard Cang Daoyu's words, Dialect knew that he had guessed right. When they were in the Demon Refining Tower, Cang Dao and Lu Nanzi had no interest in Yao Guang and the others who had the square card. It's just the passage to enter it. Now Cang Daohe has no interest in the square card he made, but just looks back and forth around the teleportation array.

After careful investigation for a long time, Cang Daoyu said to Fang Yan again: "Okay, dialect boy, you are my little lucky star. Last time I met you, I took back all the souls that have been locked for tens of thousands of years. This time I found the tomb valley." Where, I will prepare right away, we can leave here in a short time, and you can easily find Liuweisan by then."

It has been tens of thousands of years since Cang Dao and Cong Shensoul were locked up and trapped in the Blue Star. Now that they suddenly found the hope of leaving, how could they not be excited and surprised.

"Senior, do you need me to prepare anything?" Fang Yan looked at the joyful Cang Daoyu and asked, feeling very excited in his heart. As long as he can activate the teleportation array, Yao Guang and Yue'er can recover.

"You? You don't need it. After I decipher this formation, I can move this teleportation formation out of the valley. By then, this tomb valley will be useless." After Cang Daoyu finished speaking, he began to make moves .

It didn't take long for the formation prohibition that was inaccessible in dialect before, and a few formation fluctuations came out. After several rays of light, the entire teleportation formation revealed its original appearance, and within a few breaths of effort, it disappeared into a shadow and disappeared from the valley.

Relying on the induction of the square card in his body, Dialect noticed that the teleportation array just now appeared in the center of the evil large array outside. With the disappearance of the large teleportation array, the passages connecting various spaces in the tomb valley were suddenly completely opened, and countless All kinds of monsters and beasts flew out of it.

Fang Yan was shocked, and was about to urge the magic weapon to meet the enemy, but heard Cang Daoyu's voice: "Fang Yan boy, don't be afraid, let's go." Immediately, he felt a magic force engulfing him, and the next moment he stood up to Xie Chong At the center of the big formation, in front of you is the teleportation big formation that just disappeared.

The dialect sensed that the valley had begun to shatter, and the restraints on it were no longer as strong as before, and the evil spirit from outside soon penetrated into it, and countless monsters and monsters were polluted by the evil spirit in a short time, either died or died. It has become a new evil thing, only a few of them seem to have resisted the attack of the evil spirit and turned into a beast-like existence.

Standing on the large teleportation formation, none of the surrounding evil spirits could invade, Cang Daoyu suddenly shouted into the void: "Blood Bat Beast, don't come to see the master yet."

After a spatial fluctuation, the blood bat beast that once brought the dialect into the tomb valley appeared in front of the two of them, staring at the dialect with a stern look.

"Dialect kid, was it the one who brought you into that tomb?"

"Yes, senior." Fang Yan didn't expect this blood bat beast to be Cang Daoyu's spiritual pet, but the blood bat beast can enter the valley, why can't Cang Daoyu not go in?I still don't quite understand it for a while.

Staring at the dialect for a few times, Cang Dao was puzzled, how could the dialect be able to defeat the attack of the blood bat beast, even if it is only at the fifth level now, its power will not be much lower than the sixth level, but fortunately, the dialect is brought in, Otherwise, in tens of thousands of years, I don't know if someone will practice the Cold Mountain Order.

Cang Daoyu didn't mention this matter, but pointed to the blood bat beast and said: "Dialect boy, if your cultivation base is higher, don't be distracted, even if it is the late stage of Nascent Soul, I can help you subdue this one." Monster beast, your cultivation base is too low now, even if you forcefully subdue it, you won't be able to suppress it when I'm not around."

What?Want to help me subdue this ferocious monster?At the beginning, if it hadn't swallowed itself into its stomach, or activated its magic weapons, Dialect also knew that he was no match for it, and even the peach miasma poison, one of its trump cards, only made it a little uncomfortable, and it was not far from killing it. Far.

Now Cang Dao and senior actually say they want to subdue it. If they can have such a strong subordinate, Dialect will naturally not refuse, but after listening to Cang Dao and his words, he knows that he does not have this blessing. An unattainable and distant dream, but now he has no strength to resist the resistance of this monster.

"Senior, forget it."

Hearing the dialect's words, Cang Daoyu didn't mind, he just laughed: "Dialect boy, don't be sorry, you are destined to be its master, but now it's a pity for this evil formation, no matter when you have enough cultivation, Then you can come to collect this monster."

After finishing speaking, Cang Dao waved his palm: "Go."

The Blood Bat Beast seemed to understand Cang Daoyu's words, and looked at the dialect a few more times, full of disdain, before flashing its wings and escaping into the evil formation.

"Dialect, don't be embarrassed. The realm of comprehension always respects strength, and if you have strength, you can find it back." While speaking, Cang Dao and the magic power in his hand condensed, forming a rune in an instant, and with a flick of his finger, he escaped into the void and disappear.

After a few breaths, there was another spatial fluctuation, and it was Lu Nanzi, another distracted monk.

"Cang Daoyu, you said you found the interstellar teleportation formation?" Cangdao and the dialect beside him.

"Cang Daoyu, could it be that he practiced the Cold Mountain Order?"

"That's right, it's him, you and I have lost sight of each other." Cang Daoyu was in a good mood, and no longer fought tit-for-tat with Lu Nanzi.

"Oh? I really missed it. Let me see what strength you have." Suddenly, Lu Nanzi's momentum changed, and a coercion came towards the dialect.

Cang Daoyu on the side also seemed to want to see the strength of the dialect. He wanted to see it when he knew that the dialect could escape the refining of the blood bat beast.

Lu Nanzi didn't really want to bombard the dialect, the coercion was increased little by little, but how low the power of the distracted monk could be, how low could it be, the shocked dialect immediately activated a few spiritual armors , At the same time, the spiritual consciousness guarded the Lingtai tightly to resist the coercion of Lu Nanzi.

Crackling, crackling, several layers of spiritual armor shattered in an instant, and the defense that Fang Yan was proud of couldn't resist the divine pressure of the distracted cultivator, until the innermost red and blue spiritual armor in Dialect appeared , will resist this coercion.

"Huh? Kid, where did you get this spirit armor?" Lu Nanzi stopped immediately when he saw the peach miasma armor, and asked.

Last time in the Demon Locking Tower, Dialect never activated a high-level spirit armor in front of the two of them, let alone the Tao Miasma Armor, but Lu Nanzi had never seen it before, and now he saw someone with a magic weapon It contained peach miasma poison, even the distracted monk was shocked.

As soon as the dialect activated Tao Miasma Armor, he knew something bad happened. This Lu Nanzi was the powerful monk he met in the Tao Miasma Forest after he and Brother Xing collected the iron-blooded banner. Peach miasma armor.

Dialect does not dare to say that this spiritual armor was refined by himself, even a Nascent Soul cultivator cannot touch a trace of peach miasma poison, and he is just a Jindan cultivator. Knowing what grade magic weapon his Qiankun Pot is, but just based on the five sects, he knows that it is not an ordinary thing, at least the few spiritual weapons on his body are definitely not as good as it.

Slowing down a bit, the dialect said: "Senior, this spirit armor was discovered by this junior in a cave."

Regarding the words in dialect, Lu Nanzi had no doubts. After all, it was too terrifying to refine peach miasma poison with foundation building cultivation.

"There is someone who can refine peach miasma poison?" Lu Nanzi paused, then suddenly asked: "Have you ever been to the peach miasma forest in Lingyuan Valley.

"Yes." This kind of thing must not be hidden, dialect admitted it directly.

"So, you were the one who took away the iron and blood banner back then?"

"Hahahaha, Lu Nanzi, so you arranged Zhang Taolin for the Nascent Soul cultivator who escaped from the Iron Blood Sect? Now it's just a dialect kid." But Cang Daoyu seemed to think of something, and laughed said.

Lu Nanzi said: "It's lucky for this kid, a golden core cultivator can actually get the magic weapon refined by peach miasma poison. After I recovered my soul, I had already gone there to kill the man's remnant soul, otherwise I would have doubted this. The boy is the body that was taken away by that person."

(End of this chapter)