Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 528 Accident
At this moment, Fang Yan is in a state of distress. Who would have expected that such a terrible thing would happen at this critical moment. Just now, Fang Yan wanted to directly explode the Qingyun giant sword. Yi left, at this moment, Fang Yan suddenly found that he could not control his body, whether it was mana or spirit, only his consciousness was unimpeded, and he soon noticed a change in his sea of ​​consciousness.

What else is there besides that rune? Ever since Tai Yizong accidentally provoked it, this rune has always been stored in Fang Yan's sea of ​​knowledge. Dialect recognized this rune through the occasional fluctuations. Similar to the rune seen in the Demon Sealing Palace, it is speculated that the demon is imprisoned in the rune, and the reason why he came to Xuanlan's domain at all costs is precisely for the demon imprisoned in this rune.

But after discovering that this rune was stored in his own sea of ​​consciousness, except for its occasional slight fluctuations and the trend of fading, Dialect did not find any more movement from it, but unexpectedly at this moment, it suddenly The great fluctuations even affected his soul. Afterwards, Fang Yan looked at everything that happened around him and in his body like a bystander.

Dialect saw Ziling's movements, saw his right arm being continuously attacked by the source of the thunder, and saw the earth-shattering attack brewed by the earth dragon beast, and then saw that attack submerge into his sea of ​​consciousness, Dialect Even when he wanted to yell wildly, he couldn't make a sound at all, and dialect couldn't do anything except keep watching.

What is going on, what happened to that rune, is he about to fall here?No, in an instant, Fang Yan thought of something, how could all the bombardment of the earth dragon be blasted into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Looking at the sea of ​​consciousness again, all the rays of light that bombarded in all went towards the rune, ignoring the dialect on the side at all, and the destruction of the sea of ​​consciousness that the dialect was worried about did not appear. The power is protecting the dialect's sea of ​​consciousness and soul from being attacked.

this is?Seeing this scene, dialect immediately felt uneasy. This is definitely not the original intention of the earth dragon beast. It seems that the rune actively attracted the bombardment of the earth dragon beast. No, it is not a rune, but It is the devil who is imprisoned in it, and he is using the distraction power of the earth dragon beast to weaken the power of the runes.

Thinking of the dialect here, I suddenly felt chills. I always thought that the devil in this rune was hidden in the remnant soul, and there should be no power. Belittle him, or believe too much in the power of that rune. If his guess just now is true, he wants to kill himself in a single thought. The reason why he hasn't done anything for so long, if not disdain It is that he needs his own sea of ​​consciousness as a place to stay.

But at this moment, he attracted all the bombardment and killing monsters of the sixth rank, and attacked the rune imprisonment. If he scattered the runes, wouldn't he be taken away?It's just that even if Fang Yan knows the outcome of the matter, he can't do anything. Fang Yan can't even control his own body magic power.

The dialect speculation seems to have become a reality. With the continuous impact of the bombardment energy of the earth dragon beast, the runes that had been dimmed a lot have weakened a lot. will lose its effectiveness.

"It was that fellow Taoist who came to visit and cut off Atu's tail."

Suddenly, a divine consciousness gushed out of that pure earth energy. This place is in the dialect consciousness sea, and the dialect can be heard clearly.

Distracted breath?Another distracted monk?As soon as Fang Yan was startled, he saw that the dissipated earth energy suddenly exploded with great power, blasting towards the rune.

Dialect immediately understood that it wasn't the distracted monks who rushed to this place, but an expert who passed through the inkstone and sent out a bombardment. To have such a means, he must be an expert among the distracted monks, Ah Tu?Could it be an earth dragon beast?

If in another place, a distracting aura appeared to help him eliminate the devil imprisoned by runes, Dialect would naturally welcome him, but this is his sea of ​​consciousness, and the actions of the distracting cultivator at this time are definitely not to help Dialect. Even the devil was concerned about the safety of the dialect, but this distracting breath did not have the slightest scruples. The originally restrained earth energy not only went towards the dark runes, but also spread to the surroundings.

A little bit of damage in the sea of ​​consciousness is a big deal, even if this rune can't wipe out his soul, I'm afraid the rune will be blown away by him. When he found the movement of distracting breath, Dialect was shocked, but he just let him No matter how anxious I was, there was still nothing I could do, I could only shout in my heart: "My life is over."

Suddenly, a dark aura gushed out from the rune, devilish energy, extremely pure black devilish energy, which immediately wrapped up that earth-type power. Dialect saw that the two forces were entangled together and fell into a constant mutual conflict. killing time.

I don't know how long it took, and looking at the two entangled auras, there is only a faint gray dark magic energy left, but the pure earth power has disappeared, and then the rune in the dark place flickered After a few strokes, the black devil energy was sucked back, and the entire sea of ​​consciousness in Dialect returned to its previous calm, but the rune became much weaker.

This time, with the help of strength, the rune was indeed greatly impacted. Fortunately, it has not been completely blown away, and the imprisoned demon has not yet escaped. Fang Yan felt a little comforted in his heart.

At this moment, Fang Yan found that he had regained control of his body. At this moment, the sea of ​​consciousness was calm. After a little exploration, Fang Yan retreated. You must know that there is still a sixth-level monster outside that needs to be dealt with by yourself, without the slightest pause. Dialect immediately circulated the remaining mana, and urged the giant Qingyun sword in his hand to prepare to explode the magic weapon, and then heard a few cries of surprise.

It was the call from Ziling and the calls from the two spirit pets, all of which were joyful, but not at all nervous. Dialect had been paying attention to the movement of his own sea of ​​consciousness. At this moment, he looked around again, only to find that the erupted The earth dragon beast with terrifying power has disappeared.

"Master? Are you alright?" Ziling's concerned voice sounded immediately, and the red cicada and the queen bee happily hovered around the dialect, constantly scanning their master with their spiritual sense, showing their intimacy to the fullest.

"Well, I'm fine for the time being, let's get out of here." Fang Yan didn't ask about the earth dragon beast, and directly threw the Shengyumu spirit boat out, and jumped into it with three of his men.

Dialect also discovered Ziling's weakness, but this is not the time to hesitate, the distracted aura is obviously coming to avenge the earth dragon beast, although he was just repelled by the devil in the rune, who knows if he will Find it again, now that there is no earth dragon beast, dialect has no extra mana to activate the wings of Thunder Dungeon, and even has no time to recover mana with peace of mind. My right arm has completely become a skeleton, and now I must take it into my right fist immediately. The origin of thunder.

"Zi Ling, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time. The breath of a distracted monk came just now. You take them to drive the flying boat and get out of here as soon as possible." Escape into the depths of the dense scroll.

"What, distracting breath?" Zi Ling was startled, but he didn't hesitate for a moment. Zi Ling, who was connected with the dialect, understood what the dialect was going to do. He didn't ask any more questions when he heard the dialect's order, and immediately took over to drive the flying boat, a streamer As soon as it passed, the Shengyu wood spirit boat galloped away into the distance.

Sitting cross-legged in the depths of the Senran scroll, the dialect hadn't had time to deal with the source of thunder. He was taken aback. He didn't know when, there was an extra inkstone in his hand, and he had been in a hurry to leave just now, but he didn't notice it. Isn't this the earth dragon beast? Is it a magic weapon for sacrificial training?How could it fall into his own hands? At this moment, this magic weapon that exuded great power before has long lost its previous glory. After a little investigation by dialect, it was thrown into the pot of heaven and earth. Naturally, dialect will not despise the magic weapon that came in vain , Put it into the Qiankun Pot, even if you are a distracted monk, you don't want to sense half of it, and you will study this earth-type middle-grade spiritual weapon when you have free time in the future.

Fang Yan slowly activates the exercises, and the five-color spiritual threads in the dantian are still rushing towards the Yuanying with the spirit of freedom. , to suppress the source of the thunder that was ready to be destroyed in the right hand.

After a while, Fang Yan's right palm, which was still a bunch of skeletons, slowly opened, revealing a one-inch-sized thunder light floating above Fang Yan's open palm. The origin of this thunder is really scary.

Previously, the dialect collected a lot of the source of thunder, but they were all collected one by one. Even when the breakthrough was just made, in the first wave of body-killing lightning, the source of thunder was far better than in the cultivation world before, but the number was too large. It is dozens or hundreds of times, but now the source of the thunder in the hand is no longer a strand or a strand, it has been condensed a hundred times and a thousand times. This is not only a difference in quantity, but also a difference in quality.

Fang Yan flipped the dry bone in his right hand, and put this condensed source of thunder into his mouth. Just after entering the dantian, he seemed to sense the power of this source of thunder, and the five-color spiritual thread swished and entangled it heavily.

The bleakness of that rune has made Fang Yan's sharp sword hanging above Fang Yan's head a little closer. He doesn't know when it will fall down. Fang Yan's sense of urgency is stronger than before. In any case, Fang Yan also knows his own time There seems to be not much left.

Originally, at this time, the dialect consolidated and broke through the realm, even if it is a small realm, it will take some time to consolidate, but the dialect with the spirit of freedom is not worried at all that its realm cannot be consolidated. After swallowing the source of thunder, the dialect no longer cares about it. For other things, concentrate on refining the source of this thunder, unless there is a big monk who is distracted, there is nothing more important than completely refining the source of this thunder.

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