Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 632 Persecution step by step
Things had progressed, but the dialect didn't dare to be careless. Just now, Xi Yan who was at the side was asked to explore it again, but the dark place under the dark river still couldn't find out.

The devil hidden inside didn't move at all, and Fang Yan and Xiyan were even more worried. They didn't believe that the devil inside would not be aware of their actions.

Fang Yan could only guess that the other party was devouring and refining the few Nascent Soul monks who had just recovered their strength, but they couldn't spare a hand to deal with him. Thinking about this, Fang Yan moved a little faster in his hands.

Another half an hour later, Fang Yan finally killed most of the monsters in the dark river. In the dark place that Taoist Yan couldn't detect clearly the night before, there was still a faint trace of demonic energy escaping.

He didn't care about the dialect of this black devil energy, such a slight escape, even if it escaped for a few hours, it was not enough to kill him in a moment, but when he swept through the darkness in the depths, the dialect was slightly born. Surprised, there are a few traces of formation fluctuations, not the familiar formations of the cultivation world in the dialect, but the unique technique of the black demon world.

Even in the world of comprehension, the study of formations is very deep, and there are not many monks who can arrange large-scale formations. Dialect thinks he is proficient in formations, but that is only to rely on the illusion-breaking eyes of his own cultivation. The sixteen formation talismans comprehended correspond to the deciphering, but it is extremely difficult to arrange a large-scale formation. I don’t know how much effort it took to arrange it when it was just a small teleportation formation. A large array arranged by the demons.

If it's just a formation, the dialect won't be too surprised. Although the Dark Demon Realm is worse than cultivation, the one hiding in front of him is a high-level demon leader. It is hard to guarantee that he is a master of formation formation. The devil, but only from the slight fluctuations emitted, Fang Yan sensed that this formation has long been integrated with the bottom of the dark river.

It may be possible to meet a monster who is proficient in formations, but when he meets such a master figure, he can arrange a monster that is integrated with the surroundings in a short period of time, even thinking about it, Fang Yan thinks it is impossible. The only explanation is that this formation was not arranged by the opponent recently, but has been arranged here for a long time. The devil who is hiding in it is just borrowing the benefits of the formation, but the most puzzling thing for dialect is that this faint The scattered formations fluctuate, have no attack power, and don't look like defensive formations. If you arrange this kind of formation here, what exactly does the demon boss want to do.

However, the dialect only paused for a while, and then accelerated the speed of urging the evil spirit lightning. If you want to know the truth, you can only find out if you open it completely. Just guessing, even if you guess for ten thousand years, you can't guess why.

Now that the dark river was cleared, the dialect immediately locked the target on the faint formation fluctuation in the dark place under the dark river, and the spiritual sense could not detect it, so he used the evil spirit lightning to clear it.

A moment later, without waiting for the dialect to move again, there was finally movement in the dark below, a wave of fluctuation flashed, and then a roar of divine consciousness entered the dialect's Xiyan Consciousness Sea: "Rat monk, how dare you deceive me like this."

With the fluctuation of this divine consciousness, a coercion suddenly flashed, and it pressed on the dialect and Xiyan outside the stone crack. The Taoist's phantom star array resisted, and less than half of the impacts in front of Fang Yan and Xiyan were left, and the two took it with a slight push.

Sensing each other's actions, Fang Yan and Xiyan were not surprised but delighted. At this moment, the other party did not use any means, but only released coercion. Even Xiyan also noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with the devil below. Send an encouraging look.

Without Xiyan's reminder, Dialect has already mixed a piece of evil spirit thunder into the evil spirit thunder. Although he still can't find out what's going on in the dark place below, since the other party has reacted, it means that his actions have hit the devil's head. The reason why I don't know what to do, adding a more powerful meal will surely have a greater harvest.

"Aww, ward off evil spirits and thunder? Little thief, after I go out, I will definitely skin your skin and cramps, and burn your primordial spirit and soul with the magic lotus heart fire every day in the future, so that you will never be reborn forever."

Another scream came out, still with the previous power, but with a feeling of panic.

Dialect didn't hesitate any more, and immediately added two more evil spirit lightning bolts, the reason why one was left unactivated was just a matter of habit, and it was better to have some backup.

At the moment when the three thunderbolts in the dialect poured into the dark place deep in the dark river, a monstrous demon suddenly flashed out, and the demon hidden in it finally couldn't hold back, and rushed out from inside.

What kind of guy is this? Dialect has seen many monsters before, and more than one is extremely ugly, but he is still a little surprised when he sees this one in front of him. The large body does not look like a human being, nor does it look like a monster. It is simply made up of the stumped limbs and arms of dozens of creatures. It looks like it should be the head, and there are several wobbly arms swinging back and forth. , in the black mist billowing on his body, half of the monk's body poked out from it, strings of viscera were suspected to be broken and drooping, and drops of disgusting green sticky substance flowed out from all parts of his body from time to time, It condensed into a mass of tumors outside the body, and the monsters around the demon head wailed silently, but poured straight into the dialect's mind, very shrill.

It looks ugly, but its aura is absolutely astonishing, far surpassing the Shali Demon Commander that Fang Yan and Xiyan killed before. As previously guessed, this demon has already reached the peak of the Demon Commander, and one step further is the real Demon Emperor up.

"You are all going to die." The demon leader who appeared did not have the previous anger, and a divine sense came out coldly.

The proud daughter of Xi Yan Tian, ​​always likes to be fresh and clean, and when has she ever encountered such a disgusting thing, she almost vomited when she saw each other, but fortunately she was also distracted, and suppressed the fluctuations in her heart in an instant Going down, from the occasional unnatural movements of her hands, it can be seen that she is still extremely disgusted at this moment.

Fang Yan was naturally aware of Xiyan's actions, and knew that Xiyan had never experienced it before, but as a distracted monk, he should be aware of these things, and Fang Yan didn't say anything to comfort him, and this is not the time for comfort. .

The dialect didn't stop for a moment. The thousands of evil spirits that originally poured into the bottom of the dark river changed direction and attacked and killed the devil the moment the devil appeared.

What happened next surprised Fang Yan a little bit. When he was in the dark river, he didn't see the other party move at all. He thought that the devil had been seriously injured, but now he came out of the dark place and was surrounded by thousands of thunder lights. During the baptism, he did not show any signs of fatigue. Although countless low-level demons were still being wiped out in the flickering thunder, the demons themselves were still safe. It's nothing more than a super monster, he is urging his power at the moment, one after another of vigorous fluctuations, constantly impacting the brilliant starlight like a silk screen around him, trying to break Xiyan's phantom star formation.

Thanks to the previous arrangement, otherwise Xi Yan's phantom star technique would not be able to trap the opponent for a long time when encountering such a mighty demon, and even now, he would be freed by the demon in a short time.

Dialect's hands kept moving, and thoughts kept turning in his mind. Could it be that his guess was wrong?The devil didn't suffer any damage at all?It's just how to explain his previous actions.

"Dialect, the demon's power is astonishing beyond our expectations. My phantom star technique can't last long. It's just that the fluctuations in the demon's body occasionally appear obscure and chaotic." Suddenly, a message of spiritual consciousness came from Xi Yan at the side.

In the depths of the devil, Xiyan was surrounded by the phantom star technique, and Xiyan was a great distracted monk, so she was naturally more sensitive to the surroundings than the dialect, and had a clearer understanding of the strength of the devil than the dialect. One sentence explained the situation at hand.

Telling dialect is also asking dialect to make a decision, whether to go or stay, but Xiyan is waiting for dialect to make a decision.

Yep?When Fang Yan heard Xiyan's words, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind. Dialect could also see the situation in the first few sentences, but the most important thing was the last sentence. How could the fluctuations in the devil's body be disturbed for a moment?
I didn't have the slightest doubt about Xiyan's induction dialect, and after a short pause, the dialect sent a message to Xiyan: "Senior Xiyang, although the devil's power is strong at this time, it may not last long, as long as you remind me Use great power, trap the devil for a while, and leave the other things to me, if something is wrong, we will dodge and leave, with me here, we will definitely escape his pursuit."

(End of this chapter)