Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 588
At the late stage of distraction, monks still need thousands of ways to ward off evil spirits and thunder to fight against this devil. The dialect is only in the late stage of Yuanying, and it is still far away from the great perfection of Yuanying. Apart from the slight effect of Ganglei and evil-dispelling lightning, many other methods have no effect at all.

In an instant, Fang Yan turned thousands of thoughts, it seemed that besides self-explosion to hurt the enemy, Fang Yan had no other means.

Are you really going to blow yourself up?In an instant, thousands of images flashed through Dialect's mind, Fenzhou Mansion where he grew up, Chen Ji Pawn Shop, the old shopkeeper, Fang's old house, Shanshen Temple, Taoist Yuan, and all kinds of things after entering the world of self-cultivation. Experience, Mo Lingzong, the Black Demon Realm, the East China Sea, and the real cultivation world after leaving the blue star, battle after battle, experience again and again, scenes and figures flashed in dialect's mind, and I have experienced countless dangers , In the end, I passed it safely, thinking of the countless monks and monsters who died in my hands these years, is it true that I am going to follow in their footsteps today?

It is inevitable that the earthen jar will be broken, and the general will surely die before the battle. I have worked so hard to enter the Xuanlan domain from the realm of comprehension, in order to obliterate this monster. Is it still a waste of time in the end?
"Hu Taoist, later you take Ziling and two spiritual pets to go to the Tianxingzong." Not knowing what will happen to him, Fang Yan understands that it is extremely difficult to get through this crisis, so he immediately transmits a divine sense to him. Hu Daoist in the star burial robe.

"Huh? Dialect, what do you mean by that?" Daoist Hu was startled when he heard the words. Although the tone of the dialect was still calm, it couldn't hide the frustration in it. Ever since I met the dialect, I have never seen it so depressed. Fellow Daoist Hu Facing an opponent like the Distracted Great Cultivator whose cultivation base is much higher than his own, the dialect he knows is still unyielding and moves forward bravely. When did he show a trace of timidity, but at this moment, the dialect's tone is full of disappointment How can the Taoist Hu, who has long been connected with the dialect, not feel it.

Dialect no longer kept the truth from Taoist Hu, and immediately told Taoist Hu about his current situation.

Hearing that there is a rune in the sea of ​​knowledge of dialect all the time, and an invincible demon is imprisoned in it, and the reason why dialect came to the domain of Xuanlan from the realm of comprehension is all because of this rune and that rune. The devil, Daoist Hu was stunned. When he first encountered Fang Yan, Fang Yan was only at the mid-stage of Nascent Soul, and he would have to die trying to pass through the bloody maelstrom. If he hadn't been with him, Fang Yan had almost no chance of success. Since then, Daoist Hu has guessed more than once why the dialect is based on a mere Nascent Soul and why it is so risky, but never thought that it would be such a reason.

Even if Taoist Hu has followed his distracted master, he can't help admiring Fang Yan at this moment. Facing an almost invincible enemy, Fang Yan has worked so hard for so many years without any intention of giving up. What is the real difference between the cultivator and his spiritual body?
"Dialect, is there no other way?" Daoist Hu still asked, knowing that he and the Star Burial Robe couldn't help with the matter in Dialect's sea of ​​knowledge.

"Well, I've exhausted all my means. Except for the evil-resisting lightning and the evil-resisting thunder that are slightly effective, many other methods are not effective at all. At this moment, the devil seems to be somewhat restricted and cannot move half a point. You still have a chance Leave immediately, after he can move, even if he wants to leave, there is no chance. If he wants to seize the house, the Star Burial Robe may be fine, but you will never survive, Daoist Hu, you should leave first, Tianxingzong It should keep you safe." Fang Yan remained calm, as if he had accepted his final outcome.

"Dialect, the most effective thing to deal with the devil is the power of thunder. The evil spirit is one of the most domineering forces in the thunder. Even if you are distracted, you don't dare to underestimate it. You have an evil spirit. It can be called a great killer, as long as it can hit the main body of the devil, it will definitely have a great effect, and we must not give up lightly."

Now that Fangyan has sacrificed the Star Burial Robe, Daoist Hu has long regarded Fangyan as his true master, and of course he does not want Fangyan to fall. Hearing Fangyan's peaceful arrangement, Taoist Hu still persuades him.

"I know, but now the evil spirits and lightning can't hurt the devil's body at all. It's just killing some low-level monsters. It may take several years to kill all these low-level devils. How could the devil be able to kill them?" Let me do what I want, eh? No, Taoist Hu, you just said to kill the main body?"

Suddenly, Fang Yan seemed to think of something, paused for a moment, and then suddenly said happily: "Hu Taoist, wait a moment, you help me protect the surroundings, don't let the monsters disturb, I will try."

Casually ordered Hu Daoren, and the five-color Nascent Soul Lightning Element fluctuations in Dialect's body suddenly activated, and suddenly centered on Dialect, a small vortex with a size of more than ten feet appeared in the sea of ​​thunder light.

Letting the evil spirit thunder and the evil thunder light shuttle through the black mist around him, the sound of howling ghosts and wolves kept ringing out, countless low-level monsters in the black mist were killed by the evil energy thunder and the evil light But the head still didn't care. The devil also sensed a little bit of the dialect and Hu Taoist's spiritual communication, but at the moment he seemed to still be fettered, or he didn't bother to pay attention to the dialect's actions, and didn't respond at all.

But just a moment after the dialect movement, the devil asked slightly in surprise: "En?"

A few lightning bolts flooded into the dialect's sea of ​​consciousness in an instant, not a demon-killing weapon like the evil-dispelling thunder, let alone a supreme killer like the evil-proof gangle, it was just an ordinary thunder.

"There is such a method? But such a low-level lightning wants to hurt me?" After saying a word, the devil ignored the dialect again, and the black mist around him stirred a few times, and several black air greeted those few people. Group Lei Guang.

Yep?The dialect ignored the devil's disdainful words, and just stared at the countless thunder lights that he had just introduced into the sea of ​​consciousness and rushed towards the black mist outside the devil's body. The stabbing sound kept ringing, and the low-level monster was killed The mournful and wailing sound at that time was even worse than before. Seeing such a scene, Fang Yan felt a little joy in his heart. The level of Lei Guang was not fake enough, so I used the quantity to offset it.

These thunder lights may not have the slightest effect on high-level monsters. Dialect has no intention of using these lightning lights to kill monsters. He just borrows them to obliterate low-level existences. One can also really threaten the devil, so that he won't sit around doing nothing like he is doing now.

Seeing that the thunder light worked, Dialect didn't hesitate at all, and immediately urged the source of thunder in the Nascent Soul.

As if a dam burst, in an instant, a huge amount of thunder light water submerged into the dialect sea of ​​consciousness, rushing towards where the devil was, and a vortex hundreds of feet in the sea of ​​thunder light outside of dialect's body suddenly emerged , It was a bit more violent than when the Thunder Tree absorbed the thunder light.

Inhaling such lightning into the sea of ​​consciousness, dialect can be said to be a desperate blow, this kind of thunder light that has not been collected by sacrifices pours into the sea of ​​consciousness, it can kill the devil, and dialect's own sea of ​​consciousness will also be severely damaged, but at this point For a moment, Fang Yan no longer considered these things. As long as the devil can be killed, no matter how serious the injury is, there is always hope of recovery.

"Huh? You actually have the means?" Dialect suddenly introduced such a massive amount of water of thunder, even the devil was taken aback. The head regained its disdain, even such a large amount of water of thunder and light still did not enter the eyes of the devil.

Seeing this, Dialect paused slightly. This was already a means he had used on a whim, but after a few breaths of effort, his sea of ​​consciousness had been damaged a lot by the thunder. The devil at the core is obviously still not paying attention, such an existence is definitely not going to use tricks in front of his eyes, the dialect can be confirmed, the devil must have the confidence to recover before these lightnings wipe out all the low-level monsters, really In this way, no matter how many low-level monsters are wiped out, it will be nothing but nothing.

It's just that these methods are really the last resort of dialect at this moment, no matter how small the effect is, dialect can only push more thunder light into the sea of ​​consciousness, attack and kill the devil, and at the same time move towards Hu The Taoist said: "Hu Taoist, it is still a rare success, you take Ziling and two spiritual pets and leave."

"Fang Yan, if I leave, you will fall in an instant, I hope the power of the stars in your body is still enough." Taoist Hu said, and then urged the star burial robe to the extreme.

With such fluctuations, it is useless to hide the surrounding formations, and the exposed figure of Dialect finally attracted the attention of the monsters. Just as Hu Taoist was speaking, two thunderous monsters flashed beside Fang Yan.

(End of this chapter)