Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 398 Glory
Dialect immediately sensed a change in the environment ahead, and Dialect, who had been promoted to Nascent Soul, understood that it was Xiao Henshui who activated his enchantment and was enveloping him.

At this moment, the eighteen bones of Huang Ling on the top also scattered the spirit lightning released by the dialect for the first time, and the light of several of the bone spurs dimmed a lot, and they became entangled with the black and white Tai Chi fish in an instant. The sound was endless, and the qi of Tiangang also took advantage of the emptiness, but these qi of Tiangang were not aimed at the dialect, but also attacked the eighteen imperial feather spurs.

Dialect didn't care about Xiao Henshui's actions, and immediately mobilized his mana, replenishing it into the black and white Taiji fish, and kept killing eighteen bone spurs. Under the movement, the light of eighteen bone spurs was quickly wiped out.

It's just that at this moment, Xiao Henshui's enchantment has already enveloped him. It took only a short time since the two of them started to fight, and Fang Yan fell into Xiao Henshui's enchantment.

Xiao Henshui didn't have the slightest skill other than sacrificing the imperial plume umbrella to seal the void. He just used force to suppress people and dialects with his cultivation in the late Yuanying period. For a Jindan monk in his heart, there was no need to be redundant at all. It's a trick, and it humiliates the dignity of Yuanying's later stage for no reason.

Dialect has seen the power of monks in the middle stage of Yuanying very early on, and even seen Cang Dao and such a distracted monk perform exercises, but this is the first time for monks in the late stage of Yuanying to urge exercises. Flying in the air with Fang Yan, and killing the soul beast, Fang Yan just felt his mighty power like a mountain, but didn't experience it personally.

Now Xiao Henshui's sudden outburst of power gave Fang Yan a feeling of palpitations. He originally thought that Xiao Henshui was only a small level higher than the previous Nascent Soul Middle Stage, which was powerful, but also limited.

Dialect now realizes that Xiao Henshui's strength has exceeded his estimate. Compared with his well-known brother Jiu Huan, Xing Wuwu is much stronger. Not to mention anything else, just the scope of this enchantment has expanded Several times, the two old brothers are only two or three hundred feet, and now Xiao Henshui has controlled more than a thousand feet, it seems that he has not reached the limit.

In the enchantment, the master of the enchantment has a strong control, which is much stronger than the domain of the Jindan cultivator. Dialect did not like this method since the Jindan cultivator, because although this method is easy to use, it also has great disadvantages At the beginning, many opponents whose cultivation level was higher than that of Dialect, were seriously injured or even fell because of being blown away by Dialect. The only way to overwhelm people.

Xiao Henshui's move can be described as dignified and upright, there is no false move, if the dialect is still the Golden Core Dzogchen cultivation base, even if he has the initial strength of the Nascent Soul with the help of building blocks, he will not resist in this enchantment without the slightest fancy With so much power, the activated spells couldn't even attack Xiao Henshui, and there was no possibility of escaping.

Xiao Henshui had the winning ticket, but he didn't feel any joy at all. It's really not something to be proud of, even a bit shameful, against a Golden Core cultivator with the late Yuanying cultivation base. Xiao Henshui just wanted to kill the dialect as soon as possible. Now , the void has long been imprisoned, and the other party has also fallen into his own enchantment. There is no change at all. Xiao Henshui stretched out his hands, and the countless spiritual energy around him condensed into dozens of spiritual dragons, mixed with the energy of Tiangang, and then moved towards the dialect. Boom away.

"Escaped from me continuously, and forced me to such an extent that you can be proud even if you fall. This is not an honor."

When it was about to end, Xiao Henshui spoke in the dialect that was about to fall.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Xiao, you don't need this kind of glory, let me destroy it."

At this moment, Fang Yan, who was shrouded in Xiao Henshui's attack, suddenly shouted, and a shocking sword energy suddenly shot out, killing dozens of spirit dragons in an instant, and then slashed towards Xiao Henshui.

"Ah?" With just one attack, Xiao Henshui found that things had changed again. Just now, the opponent's aura had risen again. The eighteen bones of the feathers are still a bit more tyrannical, how can a Golden Core cultivator be able to stimulate such momentum and launch such an attack.

Until now, Xiao Henshui still didn't realize that the dialect was not what he thought the Golden Core cultivation base was at all, and the speed at which the dialect improved his cultivation base was really appalling. He formed a Nascent Soul within a short period of time, and he knew the actual age of the dialect very well.

Even Xiao Henshui couldn't underestimate this sword light. With a flick of his body, suddenly, a murderous aura that shot straight into the sky flashed, and when it got dark, it appeared in front of Xiao Henshui, with a long knife several feet long, Suddenly, he slashed at the sword light shot from the dialect.

Fang Yan in the distance was startled when he saw this figure, and a sense of danger welled up in his heart. He didn't know what kind of skill Xiao Henshui had cultivated, and there was such a huge aura. This was not what surprised Fang Yan the most. The thing that made Fang Yan aware of the danger was the boundless murderous aura emanating from that long knife.

In Fang Yan's broken eyes, he saw that this long knife had no physical existence at all, and was actually condensed with endless murderous aura. Where did Xiao Henshui practice to be able to condense such a murderous weapon.

In an instant, one knife and one sword, one light and one dark, collided together, huge fluctuations spread out in all directions, and the surrounding aura tumbling.

Looking at the battle place again, the sword light condensed by the dialect Dawu sword array has dissipated, and the long knife has also spread out, turning into countless murderous auras, covering Xiao Henshui's surroundings, this time the impact was unexpectedly comparable .

Fang Yan was even more astonished. Just now, in order to succeed with one blow, Fang Yan had activated a hundred and eight Dawu sword formations. The condensed sword light had already surpassed ordinary middle-grade spiritual weapons, and was infinitely close to high-grade spiritual weapons. It's just a tie with the opponent, without taking advantage of the slightest.

Murderous aura rolled in front of Xiao Henshui, almost substantive, and within a moment, another long knife was in his hand. At this moment, Fang Yan had no way out, only by defeating this long knife, could he think of escape again. Otherwise, with the power just now, being chased and killed by him would be more or less auspicious.

Now the dialect no longer has the idea of ​​competing with Xiao Henshui. Although the dialect is not clear, it can be guessed that Xiao Henshui must have been cultivating in a secret realm for more than a year. He didn't know how long he had practiced, otherwise, it would be difficult to consolidate the realm after breaking through in just one year, and the Xiao Henshui in front of him was obviously not the performance of just breaking through the late Nascent Soul.

Just wanting a quick battle, Dialect didn't let up at all. The hundred and eight thunder swords in front of him hovered like a long dragon, and another sword light condensed out, and just after it appeared, it shot at Xiao Henshui again.

At the same moment, the long knife in front of Xiao Henshui also appeared at the same time, and with another bang, the knife and sword dissipated at the same time.

"Do you want to just spend it like this? Compete in mana? Do you really think you can compete with me?" Xiao Henshui thought to himself.

As for Dialect's ability to take a blow from Huang Ling's Eighteen Bones, the sword light forced him to use the killing blade condensed in the Land of Hundred Kills. Even Xiao Henshui had to admire the hidden energy of Dialect, but for He is very disdainful of the current choice of dialect.

Continuing to compete in mana, Xiao Henshui, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, will undoubtedly win the final victory, but how could he use such means to deal with a small cultivator, and how could he spend so much effort to deal with it? A little monk.

Xiao Henshui slapped his body, and a more intense murderous aura suddenly emerged from his body, blending into the phantom in front of him, and the killing blade became more solid, almost solidified: "Since you let me use it The killing blade, then you will die under the killing blade today."

Xiao Henshui knew this kind of common sense, and so did Dialect. At this moment, Dialect had already activated the building blocks, and the time he could hold on was even shorter, so how could he be willing to compete with the other party for mana.

At the same time as the third sword light condensed, Fang Yan shot out more than a dozen spirit thunders from his hand, followed behind the sword light, and covered and killed Xiao Henshui. This was almost Fang Yan's strongest attack power.

Xiao Henshui found out that dialect tossing and turning were the two tricks, and he also understood that this was the opponent's greatest reliance, but it was an obviously useless trick, even if you used it ten times, it would still be useless.

There was another loud bang, this time, the sword light condensed by the dialect disappeared, but the long knife in front of Xiao Henshui was still there, only slightly dimmed.

"Kill." Xiao Henshui shouted loudly, no longer waiting for Fangyan to condense the sword light, as soon as he waved his hand, the long knife split through Linglei and slashed towards Fangyan.

In an instant, Fang Yan sensed a murderous aura that locked him firmly, as if no matter where he hid, he would be beheaded by it, and those with weaker minds would be destroyed in just this moment.

Fang Yan has a firm mind, and his movements are not chaotic at all. The more nervous he is, the calmer he is. This is one of the reliance on surviving as a casual cultivator for more than a hundred years.

The black and white chess pieces floated in front of him, a chess formation surrounded Fang Yan, and Fang Yan sacrificed the Heavenly Soul chess formation, wanting to kill the moment, but still paying attention to the situation over there in his spiritual consciousness.

At the moment when the long knife was approaching, Fang Yan showed a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "It doesn't matter if you are a late Yuanying monk." Then a shadow circled back, and a handleless blade appeared in front of Fang Yan. The bladed knife obtained from the night mantis beast is such a sneak attack weapon, how could Dialect not practice it for his own use? Unexpectedly, the first time he made a surprise attack on a late Nascent Soul cultivator.

The dialect urged the Heavenly Soul Chess Formation, and at the same time as the two sets of magic weapons in the Dawu Sword Formation were striking the long knife, Xiao Henshui let out a miserable cry. He was successfully attacked by the middle-grade spiritual weapon magic weapon itself, and it was the late Yuanying cultivator. Because, it was not a pleasant thing. What made Xiao Henshui even more astonished was that he didn't notice this magic weapon at all, and he didn't even notice a trace of it in his consciousness. When he found it, it had already penetrated several pieces. The spirit armor passed through the body immediately, and returned to the other party's hands. What kind of magic weapon is this magic weapon that can hide from one's own spiritual consciousness in the enchantment? How could this kid have so many good things on him.

Xiao Henshui also understood at this time, whether it was the sword light or the spirit thunder, they were all used as a cover for this sneak attack. Thinking of this, Xiao Henshui, who had been fooled again, let out another loud drink.

"Kill." Xiao Henshui, who became angry from embarrassment, congealed another long knife in front of him, which was slightly smaller, and instantly slashed at Dialect who was holding on to the first killing blade over there.

At this time, Feng Nu and the Queen Bee Beast had already joined the battle. They had not been dispatched during the bombardment before, and even if they were dispatched, they would have sacrificed in vain. Dialect did not think that Feng Nu and the Queen Bee Beast could take Xiao Henshui's blow , but now the defense can play a little role.

Just as the second killing blade flashed, Fang Yan felt chills in his heart. A long knife can still hold a stalemate, and if two swords come together, it will not take long before breaking through his own sword formation and Tianhun chess formation. It is not that the magic weapon is not as good as the opponent, It's that his cultivation base is too far behind, and he is far from being able to exert the maximum power of these two magic weapons.

Dialect felt an unprecedented crisis, and there was almost no way out. Escape, but could not escape the opponent's pursuit, and the difference in strength was too great. They can be condensed again, but the mana in his body is getting less and less, and it won't take long for even two sets of magic weapons to be activated.

As for the stealth weapon, the handleless blade knife, he managed to get it for the first time without seriously injuring Xiao Henshui. It was very difficult to do it again.

How to do?
Before the last moment, how could Fang Yan give up? In an instant, several pieces of radiant magic weapon materials floated in front of Fang Yan, and all of them fell into the Heavenly Soul Chess Formation. Out of the usual self-explosion magic weapon, in order to save their mana consumption.

Choosing to use this method to break up the long saber was a last resort. It wasn't that Fang Yan didn't want to use this method to kill Xiao Henshui. There will be the slightest reluctance, but this is within the opponent's enchantment. If you want to attack Xiao Henshui on the opposite side with a self-destruct magic weapon, there is no possibility of success.

The attack made out of spiritual stones is not bad. The first long knife, after a stalemate with the dialect for more than ten breaths, finally dissipated under the self-explosion of this magic weapon and became a murderous aura, floating everywhere in the Heavenly Soul Chess Formation Destruction, but compared to the previous long knife form, the destructive power is much smaller.

Ignoring these scattered and murderous disturbances, Dialect urged two sets of magic weapons to concentrate on dealing with the other killing blade in front of him.

From Xiao Henshui urging the Huangyu Umbrella to imprison the void, it took only a dozen breaths of time.

After several rounds of bombardment and mobilizing two sets of powerful magic weapons at the same time, the magic power of the dialect spewed out like a fountain. There was no other way, and after waiting for dozens of breaths, even if he wanted to escape, he had no magic power to support him.

Anxiety was born in Fang Yan's heart, but he became more calm. While dealing with the killing blade in front of him, he did not forget to release several attacks to harass Xiao Henshui on the opposite side, hoping to find a weak point and launch another sneak attack.

Xiao Henshui suffered the loss last time, how could he be so easy to be fooled, all the attacks of the dialect were blocked within a hundred feet, within a hundred feet of his body, there was a void, there was nothing, even the slightest movement could not be hidden from him After investigation, it can be seen that Xiao Henshui did not dare to take that strange magic weapon of dialect lightly.

Fang Yan suddenly noticed that there was another fluctuation in his Heavenly Soul chess formation, and the murderous aura that had just been dispelled by his self-explosive magic weapon showed signs of gathering again. If he let it gather into a long knife again, Fang Yan would have no more magic weapons to self-destruct. At that time, I am afraid that I will blew my usual self-defense magic weapon.

It must be stopped, and Xiao Henshui will not be harassed anymore. Dialect withdraws his consciousness and activates the Heavenly Soul chess formation. Let them come in and let them get close to him.

Feng Nu and Queen Bee also stopped their original auxiliary attacks, and turned to stare at the hundreds of thousands of extremely refined killing auras in front of them.

Even the killing aura approaching in front of him didn't stop gathering, a phantom had already appeared, and soon it was another killing blade.

A huge spiritual coercion hit Fang Yan, and death fell in front of him. Fang Yan suddenly burst out with great potential. , at the time of life and death, there was an improvement.

The dialect itself is still at the early stage of Yuanying, but with the help of building blocks, it has been upgraded to the middle stage of Yuanying, but this improvement is of no help to the current situation. If these two killing blades are not broken, after a while, everything will be destroyed. are all empty.

Fang Yan felt ruthless in his heart, directly urged the body training technique, approached the gathering killing spirit, aimed at it and punched: "Break it for me."

From the deepest part of the Heavenly Soul Chess Formation, there was a loud noise, and the killing aura that was about to condense was dispersed a little by the dialect, but the rest was still condensed.

Xiao Henshui sensed this process, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The flesh body can resist the impact of the killing air? Just want to use the flesh body to defeat the killing blade? Childish, stop me."

Suddenly, Xiao Henshui's expression changed: "How could this happen? How could the killing aura I condensed be absorbed by him and disappear."

The dialect laughed loudly: "Haha, God help me."

Looking at the deepest part of the Heavenly Soul Chess Formation, Fang Yan clenched his fist with his left hand and kept bombarding the killing blade that was about to condense, but his right hand opened, and a black mark flashed, like a sponge absorbing water, swallowing all the scattered killing air, just Even the phantom that was still condensing was affected and crumbling.

Dialect found that Xiao Henshui had changed his mind. He no longer condensed the long sword, but manipulated the killing spirit to retreat. Outside is your barrier, but here is my formation. How can there be such a cheap thing? With a move of dialect's consciousness, another smaller killing blade was also trapped in the formation, and then he stopped saving mana, and swung dozens of punches in one breath.

As more murderous aura poured in, the black mark on Fang Yan's right hand became more and more obvious, and the suction became stronger and stronger. With a bang, the condensed knife shadow finally couldn't bear it, and it shattered without dialect punching. Cracked, and turned into tonics with jet-black imprints.

In an instant, Fang Yan broke into the Heavenly Soul Chess Formation, and fled towards another killing blade, followed by several loud bangs, followed by the sound of several spiritual thunders exploding.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, I will fight for my own glory." Fang Yan shouted from far away from the formation.

(End of this chapter)