Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 580

As soon as he showed his figure, Fang Yan noticed that the three distracted monks of the red bald man were urging their power to attack again. Even if they were distracted monks, Fang Yan didn't have the habit of waiting to die, but Fang Yan noticed before he had time to move. A few runes flashed from the skinny monk beside him, enveloping him in an instant, and at the same time blocked the powerful bombardment of the three distracted monks.

The dialect was just a little doubtful before, but now it is certain that this skinny monk is protecting himself, and the dialect also guessed that the person who just uttered the sound in his ear is the skinny monk, but what he said in his mouth is " What is "Holy Jue" and why they are doing this right now, the dialect is unknown.

As for why the three red bald Taoists appeared here, and even used their power to capture themselves, the dialect is even more incomprehensible. The most important thing is, how did they find themselves? In the middle of the day, he was sensed by others, otherwise it would be impossible to meet four distracted monks by chance just after escaping. Could it be that there is still a mark on his body?

For a while, Fang Yan was suspicious. Fang Yan didn't want to provoke a distracted monk whose cultivation base was far superior to his own. Shrouded in power, it is so easy to escape.

The distracted monks on both sides did not use the ultimate move, but when they noticed the thin monk's movements, the three distracted monks were slightly taken aback. They thought that the witch ancestor distracted monk wanted to get rid of Dialect just like them. I got something, but now I see him protecting the dialect by his side, as if he is guarding the younger generation. Could it be that the dialect is a clan of witches?
Thinking of this, the faces of the three distracted monks changed slightly. The witch clan is not as prominent as the big sect, and even many monks only know their name and have never seen anyone from the witch clan, but these three distracted monks know clearly The Wu Zhi Clan may not be as powerful as a big sect like the Sky Star Sect, but they must not be underestimated, at least not weaker than the sects behind them. Opponents whose cultivation level is higher than their own will risk their lives to fight and entangle them endlessly. If they want to provoke them, it will be as difficult to get rid of as that dog skin plaster.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you mean by that?" The red bald Taoist asked in a deep voice after being blocked from his own power. The person he was speaking to was naturally not the dialect, but the skinny monk in front of him.

Looking coldly at the three distracted mid-stage monks in front of him, the skinny monk didn't speak, but his hands kept moving, several runes flashed, forming a shield to cover the dialect, and then a spear flashed in his hand, bone The quality spear, as black as ink, was made from the bones of an unknown monster. Its style is very extraordinary, but it is a pity that the power that flashes is only the power of a low-grade spiritual weapon.

Seeing the magic weapon of this skinny monk, Dialect was a little disappointed. The distracted big monk actually only had low-grade spiritual weapons, which was not as good as his junior Nascent Soul, but this bone spear seemed to be similar to the aura of the few magic weapons that appeared after the bone stage , Clan of Witches?
The three distracted monks didn't underestimate them at all. Seeing that the skinny monk didn't say a word, they sacrificed their magic weapon. They all knew that today's affairs would be difficult. Just looking at the dialect, they also had puzzled expressions on their faces. He did not urge the magic weapon to kill immediately, but continued to say: "Fellow Taoist, seeing that he met you by chance, I will give you another magic weapon of the witch clan, and you give him to us, how about it?"

While speaking, the red bald Taoist turned his palm, and a bone ring appeared in his hand, which was even more powerful than the bone staff.

What the Taoist red bald didn't expect was that the skinny monk who had exchanged two drops of his life's blood for the bone staff before did not change his expression at all this time.

"Hmph, red bald, you and fellow Taoist Luo Yue take care of the surroundings, don't let that kid push the magic weapon of thunder escape to escape, the witch clan, let me try the witch clan's methods today." Du Tianye snorted coldly , and then his figure flashed, urging a flying sword to attack and kill the skinny monk.

Previously, the dialect guessed that this skinny monk was related to the witch ancestor. Now, after listening to Taoist Du Tianye's words, he can be sure that he is indeed a distracted monk of the witch clan. It's just why the witch clan has something to do with him , and secretly protecting himself, did he mention any holy formula, the Vatican formula for body training?
A thought flashed in Fang Yan's mind. Du Tianye and the skinny monk had long been entangled. The layers of runes around him were entangled, and in an instant, Fang Yan realized that the rune shield surrounding him was even stronger, and bounced back and forth the power of the other people, and then firmly held himself Wrapped in it, at the same time, the dialect sensed the waves of bombing and killing from around.

In just a short while, the dialect became clear that the skinny senior monk of the Witch Clan that Taoist Du Tianye spoke of was not low in strength, but right now he was affecting his performance. Although the bone spear in his hand was only a low-grade spiritual weapon, But the power emitted is faintly the power of a middle-grade spiritual weapon, definitely a sharp weapon for killing, but at the moment it only plays the role of checking for gaps, the skinny monk is urging the black bone spear in his hand, and his steps are like death The dead nail did not move half a step away.

Dialect quickly understood the situation. Although he didn't know the reason, it was confirmed that the skinny monk tried his best to protect himself. Because of his own existence, the skinny senior fell into a situation of only defending but not attacking. What's more, there are two distracted monks with even higher cultivation bases, Red Baldy and Luo Yue Taoist.

The red bald Taoist and the three found themselves so domineeringly. After meeting, they did not have the slightest politeness to capture them. They undoubtedly had malicious intentions. Whether it was for themselves or for this unknown skinny monk, Fang Yan knew that he had to leave first. At this moment, Fang Yan It is safe to be under the shroud of the skinny monk's rune, but if you want to escape, you must pass through the power of the two distracted monks, Red Bald and Luoyue Taoist, and you must have a strong defense.

At this moment, the only thing Fang Yan can rely on is the high-grade spiritual weapon of the Star Burial Robe. Facing such a powerful opponent, how can Fang Yan care about hiding the Star Burial Robe? Fang Yan knows that as long as he leaves, this skinny monk Whether you fight or walk, you will be much freer.

Unexpectedly, before the dialect star burial robe was fully activated, he felt that the surrounding rune shield trembled slightly. There was a gap in the skinny monk's defense that had been firmly guarded, and was invaded by Du Tianye's sword light. Dialect couldn't help but move a meal.

This skinny monk is protecting himself, he is covered by his rune shield, but this rune protects himself from the fluctuations of their fighting skills, but also restricts his actions, if he wants to use the star The burial robe was pushed to the extreme, but it would definitely affect the defense of the skinny monk. Although the dialect might be able to fly away, the skinny monk who was protecting him was likely to be hurt.

Sensing the dialect's movements, the hoarse voice from before came to the dialect's ears again: "Don't be nervous, the three of them will not hurt you even if they work together." The tone of an elder admonishing the younger is full of kindness.

While speaking, the black bone spear in the skinny monk's hand emitted waves of waves, and the magic weapon that was originally a low-grade spiritual weapon emitted the power of a middle-grade spiritual weapon, and the black phantoms met the invading sword lights.

For everyone who is kind to him, Fang Yan is grateful, and Fang Yan does not want this skinny monk to suffer any harm because of himself. It is difficult for Fang Yan, who is shrouded in layers of runes, to convey his consciousness to the skinny monk, so he can only speak loudly. He shouted: "Senior, don't worry about me, open up your defense a little, and this junior can fly away."

When the skinny monk heard the dialect's words, he just paused for a while and ignored them. He still sent a message of calmness and don't be impatient to the dialect, and then continued to urge the magic weapon in his hand and one after another rune to hold each other with Du Tianye.

A Nascent Soul cultivator actually said that he wanted to escape from the great distracted cultivator, let alone a skinny monk who had never seen dialect methods, even Taoist Red Bald and Luo Yue didn't believe it. It has already enveloped the surroundings, even if the dialect has the magic weapon of thunder escape, it is absolutely impossible to do it. Even if the magic weapon of thunder escape is activated, unless you die, you will definitely be intercepted by the power of the two of you, distracting your cultivation base and Yuanying. The difference in cultivation is cloud and mud, not to mention that it's not just the distracted cultivator, but their two mid-stage distracted cultivators.

(End of this chapter)