Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 442 Returning to Homeland
Dialect shuttled in the blue halo to collect the blue clouds and did not alarm others. If others found out that he was able to do so easily, they would be surprised. There are many Nascent Soul cultivators who collect the blue clouds here, but none of them have lived for many years. It takes many years to collect all the spirits to refine a magic weapon.

Although the dialect didn't collect much, and only refined a few treasure-level spirit armors, even so, it would take a few months for ordinary Nascent Soul mid-stage monks, and it also depends on luck. The azure blue glow in the blue light is naturally hidden, and there is a natural restraint formation in the flickering blue halo.

Zhanlan Zhixia is a good thing. If you collect it patiently for a period of time, you may be able to refine a magic weapon at the level of a spiritual weapon. It's just that there is no shortage of magic weapons in dialect now, and you don't even have the intention to waste time here. Guang and disciple Shi Feng refined a piece of spirit armor each, and stayed for a few more days to collect some, then walked through the halo towards the Cultivation Star below.

There is nothing wrong with the previous judgment. This beautiful planet is the blue halo star in Shi Feng's mouth. It's just that Shi Feng didn't know that the blue halo was actually a spiritual thing like the azure cloud.

After the dialect passed through the blue halo and the Qi of Tiangang, he really set foot on this beautiful blue planet. Fortunately, after passing through the Qi of Tiangang, he saw a city in the distance below. The formations fluctuated and flickered, so there was no need to search for anything.

Fang Yan photographed the three people in the Senran scroll, and led them to the gate of this cultivation city with ease. There was Fang Yan, a mid-Yuanying mid-stage existence, and they each applied for their identity jade cards without much effort.

Shi Feng is better, and Red Stone City is bigger than this city, besides, Shi Feng has not only seen Red Stone City before, but this is the first time for Yao Guang and Yue'er to see this kind of foreign comprehension market.

The city in front of me is not big, even if compared with Qingyun Market, it is only a few times bigger, but there are people coming and going on the street, and you can see Jindan monks everywhere, Nascent Soul monks flashed by from time to time, Yue Er and Yao Guang were naturally surprised, they couldn't help but opened their mouths wide, looking around for everything.

Dialect naturally knew the mood of the two daughters, so he didn't say much, just took them for a stroll, and the group walked all the way.

Of course, the purpose of the dialect is not to bring Yue'er and Yao Guang here to go shopping, so that they can open their eyes. The biggest purpose is to find out where the star teleportation array is on this blue halo star, and at the same time find out a reply. way home.

I didn't stay in this small market for too long. After more than ten days, Fang Yan left here alone again. The three of Yaoguang had already returned to the Senran Palace to practice. They bought a lot of weird things these days The magic weapon of exotic style, even if the grade is a little lower, is enough to arouse their infinite interest.

Dialect also bought a lot of things. What he bought were some specialty spiritual grasses, which were not of high grade, and it was hard to find them in other places. Only Shi Feng seemed to be a little bit reluctant, or felt that he had already learned from his master. I got too much, and didn't buy anything, and didn't care about the dialect.

After leaving the comprehension market, Fang Yan set up the Yumu spirit boat, jumped into it, and flew away in one direction. In his hand was a jade slip of a map. The nearest interstellar teleportation array was still hundreds of millions of miles away. The dialect still needs to go through several sect teleportation formations, and now it is heading for the nearest sect.

Time flies, and the Senran Scroll, which has been practiced for half a year, has resisted the power of the starry sky as expected. A few days later, Fang Yan stepped out of an interstellar teleportation array. With a long drink: "Haha, I'm finally back."

Immediately, Yao Guangyue'er and Shi Feng were photographed together: "We are back."

"Ah? Brother Fangyan, what is this place?" Yue'er just came out and heard the words of dialect, looked out, but saw the endless evil spirit rolling.

"Evil Qi? Is this a large evil formation?" Shi Feng recognized the things outside, and his expression changed drastically. This kind of thing is absolutely unwilling to be contaminated by Nascent Soul cultivators. Even physically.

"Haha, it's okay to just follow me." The dialect in a good mood immediately rolled up the three of them, and plunged into the evil formation, not afraid of the evil spirit around him, but scared Shi Feng enough .

How did Shi Feng know that his master is the master of this formation, and the dialect that has refined the Hanshan Token can sense all the movements in this formation. Although he has not fully controlled this formation, he must There was no problem finding a way out.

Today's dialect is in the middle stage of Yuanying, but its strength is in the late stage of Yuanying. It is much higher than the Jindan cultivation base when the Hanshan Order was sacrificed. The seniors of the Taoist formation admired him a lot. Even if he sacrificed and practiced the Cold Mountain Token, he still had a long way to go to truly control this formation. The strength of the few monsters sealed in it was even higher than his own.

At the beginning, Cang Dao and Jianyan, if they had enough cultivation, they could subdue the blood bat beast, but now Fang Yan didn't have this intention, because Fang Yan realized that these monsters were not the only ones in this formation. A strange thought flashed in Dialect's mind, as if this formation itself was transformed by a magic weapon, if so, this magic weapon must not be inferior to a high-grade spiritual weapon, maybe even higher.

If you want to control this formation, you need to be stronger. Maybe you have to reach the level of Cang Daoyu to try it. Dialect is sensing the surroundings while flying outwards, but unexpectedly, Dialect does not want to cause trouble However, some people disliked him. Not long after he entered the evil formation, a piercing aura followed behind him and chased him. The owner of this aura is no stranger to dialect, the blood bat beast.

Dialect has no intention of competing with the blood bat beast at the moment. Dialect can clearly sense that the blood bat beast is in the late stage of Yuanying. Here, he may be able to defeat it, but he is still close to conquering it. In comparison, my own master does not control this evil formation more than this monster.

However, Fang Yan did not escape immediately. The blood bat beast came so aggressively. Fang Yan wanted to see what it wanted to do. If he wanted to control this formation in the future, he had to deal with the monsters inside. The breath of the beast, Fang Yan stopped immediately, turned his head to meet the breath, and in an instant, the figure of the blood bat beast appeared in front of Fang Yan, with the head of a mouse and the body of a bird, the breath seemed a little stronger than before.

"Hand over the Cold Mountain Order, or die."

An obscure wave of consciousness spread into the sea of ​​consciousness in the dialect.

"Blood bat beast? Master, this is a blood bat beast. It is best at attacking mentally and devouring essence and blood." Shi Feng shouted immediately. This kind of monster is a well-known existence even in Red Stone Star, and it is not Shi Feng at all. What he could resist, even though he knew that his master was powerful, but meeting the blood bat beast in the evil formation still made Shi Feng startled.

On the other hand, Yao Guang and Yue'er, who were next to them, saw that the dialect was so calm. Although they were also shocked by the aura of the monster in front of them, they didn't feel too nervous. Regarding the dialect, not only Yue'er, but also Yao Guang now has blindness. feeling of trust.

Dialect didn't speak, but just waved his hands to reassure the three of them.

The blood bat beast recognized its own breath, dialect is not strange, what surprised dialect is that it sent a message asking for its own cold mountain order, dialect's expression changed, without saying a word, the Dawu sword formation in front of him instantly sacrificed, A shocking sword light slashed towards the blood bat beast. It might not be enough to subdue his dialect, but it is more than enough to teach him a lesson.

The evil spirit in the Jinglei sword is the natural nemesis of the evil spirit. In an instant, the blood bat beast sensed the danger, but before its unpainted wings were opened, it was bombarded by the dialect sword light. With a cry of misery, the blood bat beast fled away, hiding in the surrounding evil spirit.

With just one blow, the Blood Bat Beast was repelled. Needless to say, the power of the evil spirits and lightning, it should be more because the dialect left a deep impression on the Blood Bat Beast last time. I don't want to forget it now, so I didn't immediately activate its best devouring technique after meeting, but a wave of spiritual consciousness came out.

It's just that the blood bat beast only feels that the dialect's cultivation is not as good as it is, but how does it know that the dialect's current methods, even the undistracted monk Cang Dao and Yiyi, are not something it can easily deal with, let alone the fundamentals it relies on? The evil formation was not as effective for dialects as other monks, so after only one blow, the blood bat realized that it would never be able to obtain the Cold Mountain Token from the person in front of it, and immediately retreated.

Originally, the dialect planned to teach him a good lesson, but seeing that it was so knowledgeable about current affairs, he immediately put away the Dawu Sword Formation. He had no intention of killing the Blood Bat Beast dialect. One day in the future, he really wanted to control this formation , are you afraid that you won't be able to subdue it?Even if you spend a lot of effort to injure or even kill him now, it will only reduce the threat of this large formation, and it will be cheaper for others.

The blood bat beast was just a small episode for Dialect, and had no effect at all. After retreating, Dialect continued to flee out of the formation at high speed.

Not long after, he flew out of the evil formation, and Fang Yan, who was standing in the rocky hillock, paused for a while. This place is not far from the cave of Xue Daheihu, only tens of thousands of miles away. Fang Yan remembered that when he left that year, he thought He won't be away for a long time, and he didn't tell the bloody black tiger who is only a pill-forming cultivator. Now that decades have passed, he should visit his old friend.

Xue Daheihu and Fang Yan also had a fateful friendship. They killed enemies side by side in the ghost cave when they were refining Qi. It was the two of them who led Fang Yan in to break into the evil formation. If it weren't for them, Fang Yan wouldn't have An opportunity to practice the Cold Mountain Order.

The dialect who made the decision set up the Shengyu wood spirit boat, led the three of Yao Guang into the boat, and then headed for the cave of Xue Da Hei Hu.

At this moment, in the valley outside Fangyan Cave, a few uninvited guests came. A Nascent Soul cultivator activated the cultivation technique in his hand, and runes flashed into the Tianyue Nine Illusory Formation in the valley, and behind him , and two Nascent Soul cultivators were looking around, watching the surroundings closely.

The three Nascent Soul cultivators of the Qingyun Sect all dispatched to this unknown valley. If other monks knew about it, they would be surprised, but at this moment, the three of them were as cautious as if they were facing a big enemy.

It is the patriarch Ye Tianqing of the Qingyun sect who is urging the kung fu technique to break the Nine Illusory Formation of Tianyue. He did not forget to tell the two people in the distance at a critical juncture: "Lu Yuan, Wu Ziniu, there is a wave coming from a distance, that Yuan The mid-infant cultivator is about to arrive, and he must be blocked for a few breaths."

"Brother Zhang, don't worry." Two voices sounded at the same time.

As the name suggests, Wu Ziniu is not tall, but he looks like a thick and honest middle-aged man, wearing a drab-brown spiritual armor, with a very solemn expression.

Lu Yuan was still dressed in red, but his face was full of pride. He held a big halberd in his hand, majestic. Just in front of Lu Yuan, lay a few members of the Huang surname, who had long since passed away. On Yuan's face was a happy smile after the torture.

He inadvertently revealed a little aura. He was already a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and he had passed two levels in less than a hundred years. Even with the help of the secret land of the sect, it was very rare. No wonder Lu Yuan had such a proud expression.

"Don't be careless, he's here." Ye Tianqing yelled loudly, seeing that Tianyue Nine Illusion Formation was about to be opened by himself in a short while, but his movements sped up a bit.

"Bold maniac, last time I went around you and survived, I came to seek death again." Before the figure arrived, the roar came first.

A large flag covered the sky and the sun to conceal the attack, and the fiendish aura condensed into a shape, and the bitter aura attacked Lu Yuan Wu Ziniu.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. You are the first Nascent Soul cultivator who died under my halberd." Lu Yuan screamed wildly. Lu Yuan's indescribable self-confidence at the moment when the magic weapon poked the cloud eucalyptus.

Two years ago, Lu Yuan in the early stage of Yuanying was injured by Xingwu's countless moves, and retreated in embarrassment, feeling deeply ashamed in his heart. Now he is also in the middle stage of Yuanying. Putting it in his eyes, when he heard the brother in charge say that someone would block him for a while, Lu Yuan had already felt dissatisfied in his heart, and he had already decided to kill this person under his halberd.

In just a split second, the killing shadows emitted by the halberd in Lu Yuan's hand were entangled with the oncoming iron-blooded banner. As soon as they met, Lu Yuan realized that the banner was extraordinary, no less than the magic weapon in his hand Instead of being surprised, he was delighted: "Haha, it's actually a middle-grade spiritual weapon, and I happen to be missing a magic weapon for defense."

Suddenly, Lu Yuan activated his skills, and the power of the halberd in his hand suddenly increased greatly. He wanted to kill Xing Wuwu immediately under his magic weapon, to avenge the enmity of two years ago, and at the same time, for the iron-blooded banner of the other party, But only heard a mocking sound from the opposite side.

"The light of the grain of rice dares to compete with the bright moon, and the iron and blood are unrivaled." Xing Wuxin shouted softly, and the iron and blood banner also greatly increased its power, and an iron and blood battlefield appeared, instantly involving Lu Yuan in it.

Xing Wuwu ignored Lu Yuan who was entangled with the iron-blooded banner at all, and cast out a spell casually, hundreds of starlights flashed, as if a flying sword with a handle shot towards Wu Ziniu on the other side.

Xing Wuyi has been promoted to the middle stage of Nascent Soul for tens of thousands of years. In terms of seniority, he is older than Ye Tianqing. Although his body was completely destroyed by peach miasma poison in Zhangtao Forest and trapped for thousands of years, his body has already been reshaped now. , although he has gone all the way to spiritual cultivation, his strength is no longer below that when he was the strongest back then.

Lu Yuan has just broken through the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and he doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth. He actually wants to kill Xing Wuwu with a middle-grade spiritual weapon. If he listens to the words of the elder brother in charge, defends firmly, and only wants to resist for a while, he will not be defeated. It's so fast, even if it doesn't work, it can last for a while.

Xing Wuxin appeared for only a few breaths, so he involved Lu Yuan in his magic weapon, repelled Wu Ziniu, and then came towards Ye Tianqing who was breaking the formation.

"Ye Tianqing, Qing Yunzong must die because of you?" Xing Wuwu suddenly shouted, with a bit of sternness in his voice, and the killing intent was fully revealed.

It turned out that at this very moment, Ye Tianqing let out a long roar, and a faint passage appeared in the Tianyue Nine Illusory Formation. Ye Tianqing didn't even look back, and disappeared into it with a flash of his figure.

It's not that the Tianyue Nine Illusion Formation is not strong, the real Nine Illusions is famous for this formation in the cultivation world, how can it be so easy to be broken, but now the cultivation level of the people in the cave is too low, not even a Golden Core cultivator, the highest cultivation level It's just a cultivator of Xudan, how can he resist a great cultivator like Ye Tianqing who is only a thin line away from the late Nascent Soul.

"Sword array, kill." A shout of killing suddenly came from the cave, dozens of people uttered their own roars at the same time, and a dozen flying swords formed a sword array in midair, shooting towards the entrance , Vaguely looks like a set of [-] Dawu sword formations.

Ye Tianqing, who stepped into the cave, saw this sword array, and didn't care at all. He smashed more than a dozen flying swords into pieces with a single slap. His colleague threw a cyan light behind him, but his eyes were fixed on his surroundings. There are many vines and vines that are constantly sweeping outside, and a little girl who controls the vines of these trees.

"Haha, it really is a psychic body." Ye Tianqing laughed twice, and found that more than a dozen people surnamed Huang attacked again, Ye Tianqing's face changed, and he slapped a dozen monks to the depths of the cave. There was no breath when it fell.

Ye Tianqing, who was about to capture Liu'er, suddenly noticed a ripple behind him sweeping towards him, and he suddenly seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. What is it, why is it so overbearing.

At this time, Ye Tianqing didn't care about capturing the cauldron anymore, and immediately activated his magic weapon to resist the sudden flash of power, then turned around and stared at the monk who just appeared.

It was Xing Wuyi who stepped into the cave, and he abandoned the iron-blooded banner outside the cave, allowing it to fight with the two monks. Xing Wuxin stepped into the cave alone, and there was a mirror floating in front of him, with simple and simple patterns flashing, shining brightly. It shoots out from the mirror and shines on Ye Tianqing.

"Senior Xing." The rest of the people in the cave saw Xing Wuwu who came in, and immediately shouted, joy mixed with grief and indignation, twenty of their own clan brothers were killed by this person just a moment ago.

"A high-grade spiritual weapon? Your cultivation is not as good as mine. I'd like to see how you insist on mobilizing this high-grade spiritual weapon, and you want to destroy my Qingyun sect?" Ye Tianqing, who saw the situation clearly, said unhurriedly.

"Brother Master, let's come." In an instant, two voices came from outside, Lu Yuan broke through the iron-blooded banner that was not urged by the master, and stepped into the cave together with Wu Ziniu.

(End of this chapter)