Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal
Chapter 372 The Prestige of the Chess Formation
Chapter 372 The Prestige of the Chess Formation
After summoning Fengnu, unless they can be killed here, Fang Yan will not be able to return to the cave in Guocuiling. Fang Yan does not have to practice there, after all, he still has a cave. Even if not, you can find a place with rich spiritual energy to open a cave, and even if the spiritual energy is not enough, it is not a big deal for dialect. Dialect is just a little reluctant to give up those top-quality spiritual stones, which cost hundreds of dollars.
It's better not to expose your identity. After you've prepared, Dialect wants to fight again. Apart from a few helpers, Dialect still has means to use.
After discovering that the spirit thunder had been broken, Fang Yan immediately urged his movement to dodge backwards, opened his right palm again, and urged the black mark with all his strength. Although he hadn't detected it just now, it is inevitable that this chilling aura is also effective for the Nascent Soul cultivator Doubtful, if it weren't for this chilling spirit, it would be difficult for Geng Jinlei to hit the opponent for the first time.
A piercing and murderous aura surged towards the five gods and souls rushing from the opposite side, and at the same time several thunder lights shot out from Dialect's side. Although the evil spirits were not as effective against evil spirits, their lethality should not be underestimated.
Sure enough, the five spirits did not dare to resist the evil-proof thunder light in the dialect, but resorted to all means to block the thunder light in front of them, only to hear the piercing sound like firecrackers.
Although these spirits are on guard against the murderous aura emanating from the black mark, they are far less cautious than they are worried about the evil thunder.
Dialect found that the power of his eighteen-handed Dawu sword array was still a little weaker after one move, but it was hard to say how effective it would be, regardless of the mana consumption, and the Wuling Taoist on the opposite side would definitely not Give yourself time to line up.
Dialect knew that he had to use a killer move, otherwise, no matter how much mana he spent, he would have no choice but to run away if he didn't summon a few wind slaves.
Dialect's heart is ruthless, let's try this magic weapon on you today.
Fang Yan quickly activated the black mark, and a more intense murderous air gushed out, and several thunder lights also shot out in an instant, and Fang Yan retracted the Jinglei Sword into his body with a flip of his hand.
Flipping his palm, two chess pieces, one black and one white, appeared in Dialect's hand.
Dialect did not directly use the more powerful chess formation, but urged two phantoms, one black and one white, to slash at a phantom of the soul that was already less than ten feet away from him.
"Wooah!" A phantom suddenly let out a scream, and the figure faded a lot under the blow. The Wuling Taoist in the distance spewed out a mouthful of blood, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes: "It can hurt me a little!" Ling, I must arrest your spirit and feed me five spirits, as long as one more spirit is promoted to Nascent Soul, I will be ready to advance to the middle stage, the five spirits are trapped in a large array of souls, sleepy."
Fang Yan suddenly felt a strange force pressing towards him, but his physical body didn't feel any danger, but his soul felt like being torn apart, as if this force was going to pull his soul out of the sea of consciousness.
The dialect was shocked, and the spirit came out of the body, so what could be good?What kind of exercise is this? Regardless of beheading the opponent, Fang Yan immediately urged the exercise to stabilize the soul, but found that the tearing force was getting stronger and stronger.
At some point, the five spirits surrounded the dialect in five directions, and a strange rune flashed in front of each phantom. As the rune became brighter and brighter, the dialect in the center became more and more stressed.
The Wuling Taoist in the distance was overjoyed, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of blood onto a mark on his chest.
As soon as the essence and blood seeped into the imprint, the five spirits surrounding Fang Yan, as if they had eaten a great tonic, their momentum increased again, and the five runes became brighter.
Fang Yan was shocked in his heart. If it happened again, Fang Yan would definitely not fall into such a desperate situation because of Xiao Henshui and his wife. Feng Nu was the least worried about this kind of soul attack. He had no soul at all. Now, Fang Yan I also understand that this Wuling Taoist is practicing the soul cultivator. I have heard of soul cultivators many times in the past, and it is likely that this Wuling Taoist is one of the frightening soul cultivators.
It’s just that now is not the time to regret, and recruiting Feng Nu now won’t help much, Fang Yan’s only idea is to quickly get out of this formation, and then find a secret place to recover his soul, just counting breaths, Fang Yan will be aware of his soul He suffered a lot of damage under the constant tearing, and the force was a little bit stronger at this moment, and I am afraid that if there is no way to think about it, there is no need to think about it.
Fang Yan tried his best to stabilize his soul, and threw several Shattering Pills in all directions. This is not the time to save money. Although Shattering Pills are rare, they are not worth mentioning compared to his own life.
Fang Yan also knew that even with so many Shattering Pills, it would be difficult to break through the strange formation around him. As soon as the Shattering Pill left his hand, Fang Yan poured mana into the two chess pieces in front of him, and he didn't care about wasting mana at this moment Well, Fang Yan finally pushed out the chess formation. Only by breaking through this formation, with the power of the destroying pill, Fang Yan can push Liu Guangyi to escape from here, even if there is a possibility of being attacked in the void, it will not Then dialect is considered.
A shocking momentum suddenly appeared in front of Dialect, and in an instant, the surrounding environment suddenly changed drastically. Just now, in front of the cave in the valley, a killing field suddenly appeared, and the surrounding area was filled with fierce and evil spirits. Shahun appeared beside Fangyan in an instant.
In just a split second, these fiendish souls attacked and killed the five divine souls trapped in the formation.
The Wuling Taoist in the distance was terrified. Whether it was the shattering pill in the dialect just now, whether it was the evil spirit lightning, or the five elements spirit thunder, at most he felt that the dialect was quite tricky, but after a few fights, he also saw it. , the cultivation base of the dialect seems not as high as I imagined, at most it is just a baby.
Although Taoist Wuling has not had a baby for a long time, only a few decades, but with this set of exercises, he is almost invincible at the same level. , none of which made Wuling Taoist feel a real threat.
But as soon as this set of chess formations came out, Taoist Wuling instantly felt a chill from the bottom of his heart. Even if he was not in the formation, he could clearly sense the power contained in it. This is not the most important thing, the most important thing It was he who recognized the origin of the magic weapon activated by the dialect: "Heavenly Soul Chess Formation? How could he have a Heavenly Soul Chess Formation? Could it be a disciple of the Heavenly Soul Sect?"
He just hesitated for a moment, Fang Yan had already launched a fierce blow in the chess formation, Fang Yan naturally knew that he could only move the chess formation for a few breaths, and he had already spent a lot of mana just now, and now he only had five breaths at most, just now Urging the chess formation to wrap the formation composed of the five gods and souls in one go, the dialect also shot the peach miasma poison in the peach miasma armor towards the five phantoms.
Everything happened in an instant, and Taoist Wuling suddenly felt a sharp pain from the bottom of his heart, much more violent than the one just now: "Ah, my body of five spirits."
He felt that his five-spirit restraining soul formation was instantly forced, and the five spirits were also injured in varying degrees. These five spirits were originally fed by the Taoist Wuling with his own blood. How can it be better, it is even worse than the five spirits.
It's just that dialect doesn't care about him. At this moment, he doesn't even investigate the situation of Wuling Daoist. After finding that the power of his soul being detained has disappeared, dialect has only one thought in his mind. Killing two spirits, Fang Yan himself is not greedy for the power of these spirits. He still has a lot of spirit stones collected from the Suoyao Tower, and the spirits in them are not worse than these few. Qi is much easier to refine than these. The dialect is just to impress Wuling Taoist, otherwise even if I leave today, Wuling Taoist will definitely come to Baishizong to find trouble for me in the future.
It's just that the dialect's abacus didn't work out, and I did everything together, and with only one breath of effort, several spirits were greatly weakened, especially the few fierce souls, which were much more bloodthirsty than the ones Fang Yan encountered in the Dark Demon Realm. , is also much stronger, in an instant, he bit off a piece of the phantom of the opposite soul, and devoured it on the spot.
If the time can be longer, it is not impossible to completely devour these spirits, but just after a wave of attacks by the dialect, the five phantoms suddenly shattered like a mirror, scattered into stars and emerged from the formation. escape.
At this moment, the mana of the dialect was about to bottom out, so he immediately put away the chess set.
It's just that when Fang Yan was about to mobilize the last remaining mana and fly away with the help of the streamer wings, he suddenly found that the aura of the Wuling Taoist opposite him was suddenly much weaker, worse than his own.
In such a situation, Fang Yan didn't know what to do, but Wuling Daoist didn't give Fang Yan any chance, and before Fang Yan could make a move, he rolled up the stunned Tong Taoist beside him, and fled away, leaving only a faint smile on his face. The breath, look at that magic weapon, it is also a magic weapon of breaking through the air and flying away.
Dialect didn't feel depressed either. It was a great victory to be able to escape from the monk Nascent Soul. Although at the last moment, if he had planned early, it was very possible to kill the opponent, but he had the means to suppress the bottom of the box. Nascent Soul cultivator, how can there be no one? It is likely that the other party is concerned about his own Nascent Soul status. If the other party discovers his Golden Core cultivation base after a while, what may be the result? After further investigation, it is sure that the Wuling Taoist is gone Fang Yan also sacrificed his flying sword and fled towards the distance. The most urgent task is to find a place to restore mana and soul immediately. At this moment, Fang Yan once again felt the importance of Liuyuan Pill.
When dialect was looking for a place to practice, a hole suddenly opened in the void inside the Jade Spirit Sect, and the tired Taoist Wuling fell down from the middle with Taoist Tong.
"Senior Wuling, let's forget it?" Tong Daoren asked uninterestedly.
"Shut up, get out." Taoist Wuling cursed, his face was livid, he threw Taoist Tong out with a wave of his hand, and the stone door closed tightly with a bang.
"Wu Ling, how could this be?" A voice of exclamation sounded, and a woman came out of the inner room upon hearing the movement.
"Xiafei, don't worry about this for now. I'll talk about it later. I need to retreat for several years. During this time, let them not cause trouble, especially Taoist Tong." Taoist Wuling waved his hand without explaining, and opened a door Step into the secret space.
(End of this chapter)
After summoning Fengnu, unless they can be killed here, Fang Yan will not be able to return to the cave in Guocuiling. Fang Yan does not have to practice there, after all, he still has a cave. Even if not, you can find a place with rich spiritual energy to open a cave, and even if the spiritual energy is not enough, it is not a big deal for dialect. Dialect is just a little reluctant to give up those top-quality spiritual stones, which cost hundreds of dollars.
It's better not to expose your identity. After you've prepared, Dialect wants to fight again. Apart from a few helpers, Dialect still has means to use.
After discovering that the spirit thunder had been broken, Fang Yan immediately urged his movement to dodge backwards, opened his right palm again, and urged the black mark with all his strength. Although he hadn't detected it just now, it is inevitable that this chilling aura is also effective for the Nascent Soul cultivator Doubtful, if it weren't for this chilling spirit, it would be difficult for Geng Jinlei to hit the opponent for the first time.
A piercing and murderous aura surged towards the five gods and souls rushing from the opposite side, and at the same time several thunder lights shot out from Dialect's side. Although the evil spirits were not as effective against evil spirits, their lethality should not be underestimated.
Sure enough, the five spirits did not dare to resist the evil-proof thunder light in the dialect, but resorted to all means to block the thunder light in front of them, only to hear the piercing sound like firecrackers.
Although these spirits are on guard against the murderous aura emanating from the black mark, they are far less cautious than they are worried about the evil thunder.
Dialect found that the power of his eighteen-handed Dawu sword array was still a little weaker after one move, but it was hard to say how effective it would be, regardless of the mana consumption, and the Wuling Taoist on the opposite side would definitely not Give yourself time to line up.
Dialect knew that he had to use a killer move, otherwise, no matter how much mana he spent, he would have no choice but to run away if he didn't summon a few wind slaves.
Dialect's heart is ruthless, let's try this magic weapon on you today.
Fang Yan quickly activated the black mark, and a more intense murderous air gushed out, and several thunder lights also shot out in an instant, and Fang Yan retracted the Jinglei Sword into his body with a flip of his hand.
Flipping his palm, two chess pieces, one black and one white, appeared in Dialect's hand.
Dialect did not directly use the more powerful chess formation, but urged two phantoms, one black and one white, to slash at a phantom of the soul that was already less than ten feet away from him.
"Wooah!" A phantom suddenly let out a scream, and the figure faded a lot under the blow. The Wuling Taoist in the distance spewed out a mouthful of blood, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes: "It can hurt me a little!" Ling, I must arrest your spirit and feed me five spirits, as long as one more spirit is promoted to Nascent Soul, I will be ready to advance to the middle stage, the five spirits are trapped in a large array of souls, sleepy."
Fang Yan suddenly felt a strange force pressing towards him, but his physical body didn't feel any danger, but his soul felt like being torn apart, as if this force was going to pull his soul out of the sea of consciousness.
The dialect was shocked, and the spirit came out of the body, so what could be good?What kind of exercise is this? Regardless of beheading the opponent, Fang Yan immediately urged the exercise to stabilize the soul, but found that the tearing force was getting stronger and stronger.
At some point, the five spirits surrounded the dialect in five directions, and a strange rune flashed in front of each phantom. As the rune became brighter and brighter, the dialect in the center became more and more stressed.
The Wuling Taoist in the distance was overjoyed, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of blood onto a mark on his chest.
As soon as the essence and blood seeped into the imprint, the five spirits surrounding Fang Yan, as if they had eaten a great tonic, their momentum increased again, and the five runes became brighter.
Fang Yan was shocked in his heart. If it happened again, Fang Yan would definitely not fall into such a desperate situation because of Xiao Henshui and his wife. Feng Nu was the least worried about this kind of soul attack. He had no soul at all. Now, Fang Yan I also understand that this Wuling Taoist is practicing the soul cultivator. I have heard of soul cultivators many times in the past, and it is likely that this Wuling Taoist is one of the frightening soul cultivators.
It’s just that now is not the time to regret, and recruiting Feng Nu now won’t help much, Fang Yan’s only idea is to quickly get out of this formation, and then find a secret place to recover his soul, just counting breaths, Fang Yan will be aware of his soul He suffered a lot of damage under the constant tearing, and the force was a little bit stronger at this moment, and I am afraid that if there is no way to think about it, there is no need to think about it.
Fang Yan tried his best to stabilize his soul, and threw several Shattering Pills in all directions. This is not the time to save money. Although Shattering Pills are rare, they are not worth mentioning compared to his own life.
Fang Yan also knew that even with so many Shattering Pills, it would be difficult to break through the strange formation around him. As soon as the Shattering Pill left his hand, Fang Yan poured mana into the two chess pieces in front of him, and he didn't care about wasting mana at this moment Well, Fang Yan finally pushed out the chess formation. Only by breaking through this formation, with the power of the destroying pill, Fang Yan can push Liu Guangyi to escape from here, even if there is a possibility of being attacked in the void, it will not Then dialect is considered.
A shocking momentum suddenly appeared in front of Dialect, and in an instant, the surrounding environment suddenly changed drastically. Just now, in front of the cave in the valley, a killing field suddenly appeared, and the surrounding area was filled with fierce and evil spirits. Shahun appeared beside Fangyan in an instant.
In just a split second, these fiendish souls attacked and killed the five divine souls trapped in the formation.
The Wuling Taoist in the distance was terrified. Whether it was the shattering pill in the dialect just now, whether it was the evil spirit lightning, or the five elements spirit thunder, at most he felt that the dialect was quite tricky, but after a few fights, he also saw it. , the cultivation base of the dialect seems not as high as I imagined, at most it is just a baby.
Although Taoist Wuling has not had a baby for a long time, only a few decades, but with this set of exercises, he is almost invincible at the same level. , none of which made Wuling Taoist feel a real threat.
But as soon as this set of chess formations came out, Taoist Wuling instantly felt a chill from the bottom of his heart. Even if he was not in the formation, he could clearly sense the power contained in it. This is not the most important thing, the most important thing It was he who recognized the origin of the magic weapon activated by the dialect: "Heavenly Soul Chess Formation? How could he have a Heavenly Soul Chess Formation? Could it be a disciple of the Heavenly Soul Sect?"
He just hesitated for a moment, Fang Yan had already launched a fierce blow in the chess formation, Fang Yan naturally knew that he could only move the chess formation for a few breaths, and he had already spent a lot of mana just now, and now he only had five breaths at most, just now Urging the chess formation to wrap the formation composed of the five gods and souls in one go, the dialect also shot the peach miasma poison in the peach miasma armor towards the five phantoms.
Everything happened in an instant, and Taoist Wuling suddenly felt a sharp pain from the bottom of his heart, much more violent than the one just now: "Ah, my body of five spirits."
He felt that his five-spirit restraining soul formation was instantly forced, and the five spirits were also injured in varying degrees. These five spirits were originally fed by the Taoist Wuling with his own blood. How can it be better, it is even worse than the five spirits.
It's just that dialect doesn't care about him. At this moment, he doesn't even investigate the situation of Wuling Daoist. After finding that the power of his soul being detained has disappeared, dialect has only one thought in his mind. Killing two spirits, Fang Yan himself is not greedy for the power of these spirits. He still has a lot of spirit stones collected from the Suoyao Tower, and the spirits in them are not worse than these few. Qi is much easier to refine than these. The dialect is just to impress Wuling Taoist, otherwise even if I leave today, Wuling Taoist will definitely come to Baishizong to find trouble for me in the future.
It's just that the dialect's abacus didn't work out, and I did everything together, and with only one breath of effort, several spirits were greatly weakened, especially the few fierce souls, which were much more bloodthirsty than the ones Fang Yan encountered in the Dark Demon Realm. , is also much stronger, in an instant, he bit off a piece of the phantom of the opposite soul, and devoured it on the spot.
If the time can be longer, it is not impossible to completely devour these spirits, but just after a wave of attacks by the dialect, the five phantoms suddenly shattered like a mirror, scattered into stars and emerged from the formation. escape.
At this moment, the mana of the dialect was about to bottom out, so he immediately put away the chess set.
It's just that when Fang Yan was about to mobilize the last remaining mana and fly away with the help of the streamer wings, he suddenly found that the aura of the Wuling Taoist opposite him was suddenly much weaker, worse than his own.
In such a situation, Fang Yan didn't know what to do, but Wuling Daoist didn't give Fang Yan any chance, and before Fang Yan could make a move, he rolled up the stunned Tong Taoist beside him, and fled away, leaving only a faint smile on his face. The breath, look at that magic weapon, it is also a magic weapon of breaking through the air and flying away.
Dialect didn't feel depressed either. It was a great victory to be able to escape from the monk Nascent Soul. Although at the last moment, if he had planned early, it was very possible to kill the opponent, but he had the means to suppress the bottom of the box. Nascent Soul cultivator, how can there be no one? It is likely that the other party is concerned about his own Nascent Soul status. If the other party discovers his Golden Core cultivation base after a while, what may be the result? After further investigation, it is sure that the Wuling Taoist is gone Fang Yan also sacrificed his flying sword and fled towards the distance. The most urgent task is to find a place to restore mana and soul immediately. At this moment, Fang Yan once again felt the importance of Liuyuan Pill.
When dialect was looking for a place to practice, a hole suddenly opened in the void inside the Jade Spirit Sect, and the tired Taoist Wuling fell down from the middle with Taoist Tong.
"Senior Wuling, let's forget it?" Tong Daoren asked uninterestedly.
"Shut up, get out." Taoist Wuling cursed, his face was livid, he threw Taoist Tong out with a wave of his hand, and the stone door closed tightly with a bang.
"Wu Ling, how could this be?" A voice of exclamation sounded, and a woman came out of the inner room upon hearing the movement.
"Xiafei, don't worry about this for now. I'll talk about it later. I need to retreat for several years. During this time, let them not cause trouble, especially Taoist Tong." Taoist Wuling waved his hand without explaining, and opened a door Step into the secret space.
(End of this chapter)
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