Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 41 Who is the prey
"Boy, I didn't expect you to have a lot of means, but your cultivation base is too low, and you are no match for us anyway. If you are sensible, I promise to give you a whole body. If not, I will let you die. "

What the monk said was the real soul flying away, killing the soul, just like killing Zhou Tianxing in dialect, even if he wanted to enter reincarnation, he would have no chance to truly disappear from this world.

Dialect naturally knew that the other party wasn't trying to scare him, but death and disintegration didn't make much difference to Dialect. He didn't want to die yet, not to mention Dialect still had a lot of tricks to use.

The dialect is not much to say, and he stretched out his hand and threw out more than a dozen talismans. These are not just the first-order talismans in the past. There are three or four second-order talismans mixed in among the dozen or so first-order talismans. There are some prodigals who can get hundreds of spirit stones with just one swing of their hands.

The power of the second-order talisman is really domineering, each one is equivalent to a blow from a monk on the eighth or ninth floor of Qi Refining, and more than a dozen first-order and second-order talismans exploded at the same time. For a while, ice bombs, fireballs, wind blades, ice needles, All kinds of spells burst out.

"Damn, there are so many talismans, and there are second-level ones?" Hupi shouted, shaking the three-pronged spell in his hand to try to push away the spells beside him, while avoiding the side, and the other bamboo pole didn't care about attacking. Dialect, shouted in a low voice, and a light green light curtain blocked in front of him, which was also a spirit armor.

Dialect didn't give the two a chance to breathe, and threw out another talisman. With so many talismans, if they couldn't kill them, they should be seriously injured.

Dialect held up the green fire bird, transformed into several giant trees and smashed them from one side to the two surrounded by spells.

There was a chaotic sound of crackling, crackling, crackling, and the spells erupting from the talisman gradually dispersed, only the giant wood fire bird transformed by the blue fire sparrow was still impacting there.

"Ah, you actually destroyed two of my magic tools. I want you to live or die." After the spell was dispersed, Fang Yan saw two people who were covered in scorched black and covered with ice scum, and neither of them died.Hupi was yelling loudly there, and from his tone, it could be heard how much he hated the dialect.

The spirit talismans of hundreds of spirit stones were thrown out as if they didn’t need money, and the two rogue cultivators with tiger skin and bamboo poles never even thought that they could fight like this. When the two of them were the richest, they only had hundreds of spirit stones, and they still needed to buy them. Magic weapon, magic formula, when have I seen such a prodigal monk.

A burst of magical talismans smashed and exploded several protective magic weapons on the two of them, and it was impossible to repair them. They were things that the two of them had worked hard for several years to accumulate.

Worrying that Fang Yan would still throw the talisman, the two of them took a few steps back, but seeing that Fang Yan had no talisman in his hand, they were both a little ashamed and angry. Heimang attacked the dialect again: "Boy, take your life."

There is still a piece of ice blue behind the black awn of the tongue of fire. It turns out that the bamboo pole took out another magic weapon, which looks like a flower bone, but it emits bursts of cold air. Not only the dialect, but even the tiger skin beside him seems to be affected .

Dialect, who was already on guard, was about to use the butterfly dance step to dodge, but he didn't want to freeze suddenly, and his movements slowed down a bit. Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Fang Yan slapped several magic symbols on himself, aggressively The magic talismans have been used up, and there are still many armor-type ones.

Seeing a few rays of light flashing in front of Fang Yan, the spells of the tiger skin and bamboo poles collided, just like the explosion just now, but this time it was Fang Yan who was bombed. After more than a dozen layers of armor were broken, he finally survived come over.

"Think of me as a soft persimmon, Xiao Hei, attack me." While resisting the spells attacking him, Fang Yan sent a message to the Bee Beast beside him.

When the two saw a few more bee beasts surrounding them, they didn't care at all. The second-order bee beasts, except for their rough skin and thicker flesh, have no lethality against them at all. Just let them bite, they can't even bite armor Put on.

Suddenly, Zhugan felt a pain in his waist, the armor had been pierced, and at the same time he felt a tingling pain. Ma: "Tiger skin, beware of bee beasts."

The tiger skin on the side didn't know what was going on, turned his head and saw the bamboo pole sitting on the ground throwing pills into his mouth, and at the same time saw the queen bee beast Xiao Hei flashing by his waist: "Third-order queen bee beast?"

Dialect also found that Xiao Hei succeeded in sneak attack, and the bamboo pole seemed to be injured, so he stopped dawdling. He reached out and took out a talisman. A talisman of ten spirit stones, a luxury consumable.

Dialect input mana, even the lowest-level talisman, cannot be easily activated by dialect. With the continuous input of mana, the talisman in Fangyan's hand gradually lit up.

"Amulet? This kid still has a talisman?"

Dialect activated the talisman, frightened the tiger skin half to death, and quickly sacrificed a light red bead to cover him and the bamboo pole beside him.

"Go." With a push of Fang Yan's hand, he pushed out the talisman in his hand. Just as he left his hand, Fang Yan quickly threw a Qi Gathering Pill into his mouth to replenish the mana in his body. Now there is no mana left in Fang Yan's body. Moving Talisman requires so much mana.

It's worth the money, the talisman bought with fifty spirit stones, although it takes a lot of mana to activate, but the effect is good enough, it is more powerful than the sum of the dozen or so talismans just now, with a bang, the cave where the dialect is located It was also destroyed by the blast, but Fang Yan clearly saw that the light red bead in the tiger's hand was not known to be a magic weapon, and it was able to protect the two of them under the bombardment of the talisman, although the last layer of light curtain It still broke, but the two did not die.

"Boy, let's see what other tricks you have. You even let me use the Yuanzhu. I dare to activate the talisman with a five-level cultivation of Qi Refining. I see what mana you have to fight again."

Sure enough, there is no invincible move, and unexpectedly, the talisman that is equivalent to a strike by a monk who established the foundation did not work, but the dialect was not nervous, raised his head and smiled and said: "Tiger skin? Bamboo pole? How much strength do you two have left? Hehe, The Soul Devouring Formation."

It turned out that under the bombardment of the talisman, the tiger skin and bamboo poles had already entered the range of the Soul Devouring Formation.No wonder the dialect is so unhurried.

In the gloomy cave, several streaks of black smoke could be clearly seen rising from the ground, and quickly formed a cage shape, enclosing the tiger skin and bamboo poles.

"Soul refining formation? How do you know this kind of formation?"

Seeing the surrounding cages, the tiger skin and bamboo poles really became tense. The soul refining technique is different from ordinary spells. If there is no monk who practices special skills, it will not be able to resist the attack for a long time.

Fang Yan also had troubles at this time, he didn't expect that the Soul Devouring Formation was so exhausting, Fang Yan soon felt that his spirit was very exhausted, if he let the two of them out again, he would not even be left with scum.

Dialect gritted his teeth and persisted, and the two people in the formation seemed to have discovered that the dialect was inappropriate, and they all sat on the ground and practiced exercises to resist the attack from the soul.

Fang Yan still has a soul bone that can be used, but judging from the situation, if he sacrifices another soul bone, the two people on the opposite side may not fall down, and he will be eaten back first.

Fang Yan was about to be unable to hold on any longer, he gritted his teeth and bit the tip of his tongue, and with the flow of a drop of blood, Fang Yan was refreshed, and the two people in the opposite formation were still holding on.

In the seemingly peaceful cave, there was a fiercer battle than before. It was not a battle of spells, but a battle from the soul. Failure would mean that the soul would be scattered and there would be no other way.

Fang Yan suddenly remembered that he still had one more thing. At this moment, his consciousness was already in a trance. Fang Yan reached into the Qiankun bag and found a few things, and that was it.

Shake the handle in your hand, jingle bell, a pleasant sound came out, like a fairy melody, unspeakably pleasant, when the two tiger-skin bamboo poles in the formation heard the ringing, their bodies relaxed for a while, and then fell down The ground stopped moving.

Deterrence bell is so easy to use?Unexpectedly, the decisive role at the last moment is the frightening heart bell that I always thought was not very powerful. Seeing the two of them fall down, Fang Yan finally couldn't hold back, and threw a elixir into his mouth, thinking that the bee beast issued a guard order After that, he also fell down.

(End of this chapter)