Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 715 Traces Flash
Feng Dan, Qing Cangxue and the others did not notice the faint movement on the inconspicuous grass, nor did they expect that their figures had already fallen into the eyes of those who cared, and Xiang Fei and Long Xian who were hundreds of miles away were still surprised by the dialect The strength that came out, originally thought that with the cultivation base of Yuanying Dzogchen in dialect, even if he could deal with seventh-order monsters, he would not be able to persist for too long, but unexpectedly, more than half an hour has passed, and the gray misty mirage Before they dispersed, two figures appeared again. Even through the formation, Xiang Fei and Long Xian could sense the aura emanating from those two.

After seeing the two people stop, Xiang Fei showed some doubts, and said in a low voice: "How can there be other distracted monks from other sects here? We chose a remote place, shouldn't There are a lot of distracted monks passing by."

Long Xian also looked at it with a puzzled face. The ambush location was chosen by two distracted monks, he and Xiang Fei, after exploring a large area around them, but they didn't expect that accidents would happen again and again. It was less than an hour, and the dialect was still in the midst of a stubborn resistance, and two unexpected distracted monks appeared again.

After probing for a while, Long Xian said: "These two distracted monks are a bit weird, they seem to be attracted by those monsters, but why didn't they save people or leave, but just stood aside and watched the battle?"

Xiang Fei curled his lips and said, "It doesn't matter what they are, as long as the dialect falls, it's fine if they are there to drag the charges to them. When the three of the dialects are killed, we will go over and intercept the two monks."

"Brother, good idea, now that we have obtained the magic weapon, we don't have to worry about the sect pursuing this matter anymore." Long Xian is not a stupid person, he was only worried about killing the sect's juniors before, but now he suddenly has a scapegoat Lamb, your mind should come alive.

If in normal times, Dialect would definitely feel Feng Danqing Cangxue's almost unscrupulous probing from dozens of miles away, it is unlikely that Feng Danqing Cangxue would be unaware of being spied on by Xiang Feilong, it's just that For a moment, Fang Yan faced the hordes of monsters and had no time to take care of his surroundings. The two distracted monks in Cangyun City were so distracted by the battle below that they ignored the rest. Xiang Feilong, who knew the situation best, showed It was because of the Zongmen's rules that they couldn't show up. In this way, the three parties had their own thoughts and stayed without disturbing each other, waiting for the moment when the fighting in the mountain depression would subside.

The endurance of the dialect has exceeded the prediction of the distracted cultivator time and time again. After half an hour before, another hour and a half passed in a blink of an eye. Although the gray mist that should have been bombarded earlier has shrunk a lot, it is still holding on. In a radius of several feet, it was the monsters that besieged and killed him. Not only were there countless casualties at the fifth and sixth levels, but even the seventh-level monsters were killed by a sudden flash of sword light just now.

It's just that the distracted monks don't know that Fang Yan is already exhausted. More than an hour ago, Taoist Taiyu was driven by Fang Yan to help Chang Hui activate his skills. The grass juice still hasn't been completely refined.

After two consecutive hours of uninterrupted bombardment by this monster, although the dialect is condensed and the soul is condensed, the body is strong, and it is somewhat unbearable. I have swallowed several pills that restore the mana of the mind, but the mind is exhausted, not the pill. The medicine can be supplemented. If it weren't for the dialect relying on his own willpower to hold on, he might have collapsed already. At this time, he can see the effect of the breath left by the blood beard back then.

Fang Yan felt anxious for a while, did he really want to go back to Cangyun City?Just don't talk about the previous things, just talk about the many monsters that may follow, it is hard to say that the monks in the city of monks will not directly attack the city as monsters and block the three of them outside the city, or even directly attack the city. It may not be necessary to urge Cangyun City to defend the city with heavy weapons, if that is the case, it will be called injustice, even if the Tianxing Sect comes forward, there will be no results.

Suddenly, a joyful voice came to Fang Yan's ears: "Brother Fang Yan, Chang Hui drove all the juice out of his body." It was Taoist Taiyu's voice.

Without turning around to see the situation of Tai Yu and Chang Hui, the dialect was already very tired at the moment, and he shouted directly: "Let's leave quickly, as long as there is no juice from the Beast Emperor Grass, these monsters will never chase us again."

While speaking, the power of the stars and mirages suddenly increased a bit, and the air of the mist and mirages attacked and killed the monsters outside. Dialect had already swallowed another pill to replenish mana in his mouth, and at the same time, the thunder behind him Flashing, but he also practiced the wings of thunder escape, feeling that Taiyu and Chang Hui were already standing behind him, Fang Yan's hands moved slightly, and he wanted to activate the wings of thunder escape.

"Not good, he can still activate the magic weapon of thunder escape, and we can't let him leave again." Seeing the fluctuation of the thunder light behind Fang Yan, Cang Xuefeng Danqing even found out Fang Yan's plan, although he didn't know why Fang Yan didn't remind him earlier. Using this technique, he knew that he had to stop it right now. If the three escaped again, he might not have such a good chance to capture Chang Hui and kill the other two. If the skills continue to kill, and the monsters are no longer ignored, the key is to interrupt the escape method of the dialect at this time.

"Cangxue? Feng Danqing?" Dialect didn't notice that the two were hidden before, but at this moment they both urged the power of their kung fu to interrupt their spellcasting. Even if Fang Yan didn't care to explore the surroundings, he immediately found the traces of the two.

Sensing the aura of the two distracted great monks, and remembering the previous induction outside Cangyun City, Fang Yan's heart tightened. At this moment, he was exhausted. Needless to say, these two people definitely did not come to save his teacher with good intentions. Three brothers.

All of a sudden, the dialect discovered that Chang Hui had forced out the juice of the Beast Emperor Grass, but the situation was suddenly a hundred times more dangerous than before. Looking at it sideways, in such a situation, it is difficult for him to have a chance to activate the wings of thunder escape.

This is not what dialect is most worried about. Although he is tired at the moment, he has already understood Cang Xuefeng and Danqing's cultivation. Although the two of them may not have activated their maximum power before, why is dialect not? At least the star burial robe has not been revealed yet. Before them, the most fearful thing in Fang Yan's heart was that the cultivator who planned the killing here did not know where to spy.

Dialect, who was thinking about what to do, suddenly heard a message from Taoist Taiyu who had just rushed to his side: "Brother Fangyan, the beast emperor grass juice that Chang Hui finally forced out has not been refined, and it is still here. Sprinkle it on your way out, it's just the right time to use it."

While speaking, a drop of crystal liquid wrapped in layers of mana flashed in front of Dialect.

"Beast Emperor Grass Juice?" Fang Yan was overjoyed when he saw this drop. Without hesitation for a moment, he reached out and put it in his hand, and then flicked his fingers slightly. Si flew towards the two distracted great monks, layers of mana peeled off continuously during the flight, and a trace of the beast king grass breath leaked out.

"Beast King Grass? Danqing, handle it carefully, don't get it contaminated." Sensing the trace of breath, Cang Xuedang shouted, and then activated several exercises, wrapped herself up, and immediately walked behind her Dodge out.

It's just that her reminder was a little late. Feng Danqing on the side is from the realm of comprehension. Although he is also knowledgeable, he may have heard the name of the Emperor Beast Grass, but he has never seen the real thing. He just didn't recognize it in an instant. When he reacted, he was already surrounded by more than a dozen seventh-order monsters.

How could Dialect miss such an opportunity, and immediately sent a message to the two juniors behind him, intending to urge the Wings of Lightning Dungeon again, but unexpectedly, he still couldn't do it, and a faint wave interrupted his urge again cast spells.

A warning sign suddenly appeared in Fang Yan's heart, Dang even urged the exercises to protect the surroundings, and then looked around. At this moment, many monsters had already given up on the three dialects, and turned to kill Feng Danqing. Cangxue is teaming up with Feng Danqing at this moment Against the monsters, neither of these two seemed to be the ones who interrupted him for the second time just now.

Who is it, could it be the monk who arranged this killing formation?It's just that the other party didn't seem to have any intention of showing his face at all, even though he had just launched an attack, he still hid in the dark and disappeared without a trace.

He was thinking about the dialect, but suddenly felt a slight fluctuation, but his expression changed. He who understood the true meaning of Nebula Art, how could he not feel the breath of the power of the stars, and he was actually a monk of the Tianxing Sect?
(End of this chapter)