Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 382
No enemies appeared, Fang Yan suddenly swung his hand and sacrificed his Dawu sword array, but he didn't activate it, but let out a divine sense to scan it, and carefully inspected the one hundred and eight thunder swords.

After a while, Fang Yan showed a surprised expression, the magic weapon, it really is a magic weapon.

Dialect has been searching every part of his body, and even his soul has searched back and forth several times. He wanted to find the mark, but he hadn't carefully checked the magic weapon he had activated at the beginning, and he didn't even think that the other party would use it. The imprint remains in his Thunder Sword.

If it wasn't for the flash of inspiration just now, I don't know how many days will pass before Fang Yan thinks of the magic weapon to detect himself.

That imprint is like a lurking spirit snake, hidden in a Jinglei sword, and there are streaks of thunder light all over the body, which are compatible with the evil spirit lightning in the Jinglei sword. , I'm afraid he can't detect this strange aura with his cultivation base.

Now that this imprint has been discovered, Dialect is confident, but a day and a half has passed, this imprint is extremely hidden, and it is very flexible. Just a little bit of investigation by Dialect has attracted its attention, and it will definitely take a lot of money to get rid of it. Kung Fu, even if he wants to get rid of them immediately, there is not enough time. Xiao Henshui will return to this place in a short time.

Fang Yan changed his mind a little, and directly urged the earth escape technique to sink into the depths of the ground. He stretched out his hand and pulled out the thunder sword that contained Xiao Henshui's aura. It was placed hundreds of feet deep in the ground, and then the dialect figure kept moving, and it kept swimming within a hundred feet around the Jinglei Sword. It is almost impossible for the Nascent Soul cultivator, and Dialect did not rely on these killing Nascent Soul cultivators, it just made him feel a little bit uncomfortable.

After the arrangement was completed, Dialect left here in a flash, and fled towards the distance. He just left for thousands of miles and found a safe place to stop at random. After setting up a warning formation, he released Feng Nu , I contained a Yunling Pill and began to restore mana.

When Fang Yan was recovering his mana here, Xiao Henshui also rushed to the place where Fang Yan left the thunder sword, and after sensing that the aura was in the ground, he immediately urged the exercises to sink into the ground.

At the same time, there was another phantom going in another direction. After a while, Xiao Henshui was pleasantly surprised to find that the aura did not escape this time. If the dialect is here, you will find that this imprisoning power is very similar to the power contained in your flawless jade chess piece, but it is much more domineering. Although you can't imprison your own cultivation base, it is enough to slow down your spellcasting speed by a lot. Less, but it is much more difficult to activate the streamer wings.

At this moment, there is no dialect here, only a thunderbolt sword. Xiao Henshui quickly found out that something was wrong, muttered a little in his heart, and without the slightest hesitation, he immediately activated his skills and shot at the simple formation. Brother Dan, even if he blew himself up, he didn't put it in Xiao Henshui's eyes. Now he actually arranged this kind of formation to confuse himself. Presumably he still doesn't know the real method of monk Yuanying.

As if destroyed, the formation formed by the dialect was destroyed. At the moment when the formation was destroyed, Xiao Henshui suddenly noticed that aura was coming towards his position.

Abnormal things are monsters. Xiao Henshui, as a Yuanying cultivator, disdains the authenticity of dialects, but he will not be so careless as to directly test the danger with himself. Xiao Henshui flipped his palm, and a light curtain blocked it In front of the body, the light curtain has just formed, and the aura is also approaching in front of the body.

A flying sword?Xiao Henshui was surprised to find the scene in front of him. How could a Golden Core cultivator transfer the imprint of his breath from his body to the flying sword without feeling anything?Xiao Henshui didn't care about Jinglei Sword's self-explosive attack, but murmured in his heart. It turned out that even Xiao Henshui didn't know that this breath was above the flying sword.

The Jinglei Sword is not the Dawu Sword Formation after all. If a set of Dawu Sword Formation, even a minimum of eighteen handles, condenses and explodes, Xiao Henshui will not be so easy. Injured Xiao Henshui, the violent fluctuations after the Jinglei Sword exploded, met behind the light curtain in front of Xiao Henshui, like a stone entering the water, except for a few ripples, there was no major movement.

Immediately, several rays of light hit Xiao Henshui from all sides, all magic weapons of the treasure level, and several self-explosions sounded one after another, but unfortunately, they all dissipated after touching the light curtain like thunder swords.

At this moment, Xiao Henshui also knew that he was fooled by the dialect again, and this time the fool was so thorough that even the imprint of his breath on the other party disappeared, and was destroyed by self-explosion in front of his own eyes. If he wants to chase again, he doesn't have the magic weapon of flying away from the void. If he wants to catch up with the dialect who has the magic weapon of flying away from the void, Xiao Henshui also knows that he has no hope. How can he give up the revenge of killing his son like this? ground, escaped into the air, and flew towards his own cave.

Not long after, a man and a woman appeared in front of Wantianzong's teleportation formation, with expressionless faces, but they released tremendous coercion, frightening the hundreds of monks around the entire teleportation formation, until the two left for a long time, everyone Talented people started discussing one after another.

"Master, who was that just now, why is he more powerful than Master?" A young monk was asking his master.

His master immediately stopped and said in a low voice: "Don't inquire about these things, that person is far from something your master can provoke, and it is your good luck to see them today, and you have never had such an opportunity of."

It was not only the young man's master who recognized the two people just now, but also many Golden Cores and even Nascent Soul cultivators.

"That's Xiao Henshui, senior Bing Wushuang and his wife? How could they use the teleportation array in such a hurry? In the past, they would only use it after closing the entire teleportation array."

The person who spoke was a Jindan cultivator of Wantianzong who was on duty. Xiao Henshui and his wife were naturally no strangers to the Jindan monks of Wantianzong. Both of them will show up, and many monks around have seen this couple in Wantianzong.

"Didn't you find some kind of heavenly material and earthly treasure? Could it be that you found a spiritual weapon?" Words of speculation quickly spread around. The sound of the wind can attract great attention from everyone. After a while, the monks around have talked about where the treasures of heaven and earth may appear, and no longer pay attention to Xiao Henshui and his wife. After all, the two are far away from many monks. It's just too far away.

Only a few caring people carefully pondered the meaning behind the sudden appearance of Xiao Henshui and his wife. Some even thought of the mysterious monk who challenged everywhere a few days ago, but Xiao Ran's appearance was a secret, and everyone wanted to break their heads. It would never have occurred to Xiao Henshui and his wife to leave in a hurry from Wantian gathering place because of the murderer who killed their son, and that murderer was the dialect that everyone had searched for for several years. The highest reward since then is still hanging there.

Only a few monks were shocked when they heard the comments from the people around them. They searched left and right and found that no one noticed them. If the Heaven Teleportation Array and the dialect are here, you can recognize that the few people who have just left are the members of the White Stone Sect who have changed their attire a little bit. If someone goes to the White Stone Sect at this moment, they will find that the entire White Stone Sect Together with the several branches, except for the mountain gate that was still there, the entire sect was already empty. Not long after, a small sect quietly appeared in another monk gathering place, but the name was no longer Baishizong.

The movement of Xiao Henshui and his wife was not clear in dialect. He stayed there to recover his mana, and after sitting there for another day, he didn't wait for Xiao Henshui to arrive again. He felt relieved and could confirm the imprint on himself. It has completely disappeared. Although I lost a thunder sword, it is all worth it. I have already taken back the imprint of spiritual consciousness. Although it is a little damaged, it is much smaller than other monks who lost their natal magic weapon. .

It doesn't take more than half a month to replenish and refine a Thunder Sword. In fact, the original dialect has prepared more than a dozen extra sword embryos. With a little refining, it can be replenished, for the current situation.

Without Xiao Henshui's threat, Fang Yan was not in a hurry to go to the depths of the wilderness again. After flying hundreds of thousands of miles away, he opened up a cave and immediately started refining the Thunderbolt Sword.

More than ten days later, Fang Yan sprang out from the underground cave, sacrificed his flying sword, and headed towards the depths of the wilderness, with a calm expression on his face, escaping from the monk Nascent Soul, which gave Fang Yan a further step in his xinxing Although it was a bit opportunistic, he escaped from the opponent's all-out pursuit.

At the same time, among the sects of the Tianhun Sect, the master and mother of Xiao Henshui and his wife, the two monks, Ge Daoli and Baiqin, one black and one white, had just left the customs when they found Xiao Kneeling standing outside the secret room. Hate Shui Bing Wushuang two people.

"Henshui, what happened, come in and talk." Ge Daoli sent a message.

Hearing his master's voice, Xiao Henshui got up immediately, took his wife into the secret room with a flash: "Master, this apprentice is incompetent, so I still need master to help."

"En? What's the matter, what's going on?" Ge Daoli and his wife on the stage didn't notice Xiao Ran's aura, and they had some doubts in their hearts, so they immediately asked.

Before Xiao Henshui opened his mouth, Bing Wushuang whimpered a few times: "Master, but he was killed."

"What? Didn't you find a Nascent Soul for him? Let's talk about it in detail." Taoist Bai Qin asked.

(End of this chapter)