Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 723
These few people are not only related to the dialect, but some people don't know that what happened in front of them is related to the dialect, and the dialect doesn't know that it is related to everyone.

In the great formation at the bottom of Moyuanling in the depths of the ancient desolate battlefield, on this day, there are still many monks outside Tongling Peak who are feeling the techniques in that formation, many of them are like the core disciples of Tianxingzong, Not just for comprehension, but also for the task of monitoring this large formation.

Since the last fluctuation, there has been no fluctuation in the past few decades, and even the Dark Demon Realm has no more high-ranking devils above the Devil Emperor to invade again. The two ancestors, the soul of the Emperor Zhan The Taoist and the Taoist retreated for a long time, and no one saw them.

Unexpectedly, the fluctuations that had not been seen for decades suddenly flashed again today. Although it was only for a moment, it was difficult to hide from the distracted monks who were paying attention here.

Taoist Qiyang and Taoist Shuang'an, who were sitting cross-legged on the periphery, both turned their heads and glanced at the direction of the two ancestors' retreat. As he spoke, he noticed that the formation outside Tongling Peak was emitting some slight fluctuations.

After two fluctuations in a row, Qi Yang didn't speak any more, just nodded to the Taoists on both sides of the bank, then stood up, and urged his body to gallop towards Moyuanling beyond the formation.

There are quite a few people who chose the same action as Taoist Qi Yang, even those distracted cultivators from sect forces who did not take any action knew that all of these cultivators who just got up belonged to the sect forces. Notified his own sect to go, and here only by returning to Moyuanling can the message be passed on, so it is no wonder that everyone behaves like this.

The message sent back from Moyuan Ridge is not so fast, and it is difficult to receive it within a few days or ten days at the nearest place. It will take at least a month or even longer until the seniors of the various sects arrive. However, the sudden fluctuations now appear, and many monks are not in a hurry. These people already know that they have appeared decades ago, and the current fluctuations may not necessarily alarm the seniors of the sect.

At the same time that the outer formation of Tongling Peak under Moyuan Ridge showed fluctuations, the three people in Dialect who were far away in the far west of Xuanlan Domain in Baixiang Land of Cangyun Mountains were surrounded by a burst of surprise.

Dialect doesn't care whether all the actions outside are related to him or not. At this moment, all he sees is the breath flashing in front of him. If he had guessed before, at this moment, Fang Yan can confirm that what is revealed in the breath in front of him is definitely his own. I have seen many existences that are incomparable to the supreme aura. If there is no other supreme aura that has the effect of the Taoist aura, the dialect can almost certainly say that the aura that has just been revealed is the Taoist aura.

It is not like what Chang Hui said, there will be fluctuations in half a year, but now it has only been more than half a month, and it flashed again. It is just the existence of three Nascent Soul monks, including Dialect, the Nascent Soul Dzogchen. After careful investigation, I don't know these things Where did the fluctuations come from? Just like those inaccessible light trails in the distance, it seems to have suddenly appeared from an unknown void, but these supreme auras are within reach.

Without a moment's hesitation, the moment the supreme aura flashed, Fang Yan had already activated the kung fu, and waves of kung fu swept across the surrounding area. In an instant, the surrounding tens of feet were completely wiped out by the dialect. , in fact, there is not much supreme aura, and all of them within a radius of several tens of feet are only a hundredth or even less.

Daoist Taiyu and Chang Hui both looked surprised. They were only a moment behind their senior brother's dialect, and they each swept towards one side, which was a [-]% trace. No small gain.

I was concentrating on collecting the traces of dialects that appeared around me that seemed to be the spirit of Taoism, and I didn't notice some changes in my Qiankun pot. Just at the moment when the first trace of supreme spiritual energy entered the body of dialects, since the appearance of dialects The sixth portal, which has never been able to find out, suddenly fluctuated a little, as if meeting a hunter of delicious food, it trembled immediately, and the supreme spiritual energy that Fang Yan had not had time to refine was absorbed by this portal in an instant. The five withered spiritual lines also suddenly plumped up at this moment.

Fang Yan just didn't pay attention, but in fact, he was already prepared in his heart. Before putting the Supreme Spiritual Qi into the Qiankun Pot, Fang Yan had this kind of guess in his heart. Back then, most of the spiritual energy in the five gates was absorbed by the last gate. When encountering higher-level Supreme Spiritual Qi, it would be strange if it didn't absorb it.

The mental state of the current dialect is high enough, even if you go through the catastrophe immediately, you will not be backlashed by the demons. The Taoist spirit is very effective, and it does not help the current dialect. Maybe you have to break through the dialect to be distracted. Even when preparing to advance to the middle stage of distraction, it will really be effective.

Therefore, the dialect at this moment does not care about the movement in the Qiankun Pot, but tries its best to collect more supreme aura from around it into the Qiankun Pot. The Qiankun Pot is also its own strength. I would rather let my Qiankun Pot recover a little bit now. If it can restore its previous power, it is equivalent to my own life-saving talisman.

"Senior Brother, Green Ant Beast." Suddenly, Daoist Taiyu's exclamation came to the dialect's ears, and there was even a hint of panic in it.

Daoist Taiyu, who is an inner disciple of the Tianxing Sect, would not have made such a sound even in the face of a seventh-rank monster. The suspicious dialect turned his head to look, but saw a horrified scene.

The green ant beast is indeed a green ant beast, but it is not the seventh-order monster beast as expected before, it is not higher, on the contrary, it is much lower, it is just that there are some fourth-order monsters and some fifth-order monsters, but this number is too large. It was too huge, and the originally empty and boundless space was suddenly filled with countless green ant beasts, probably no less than hundreds of millions.

In the moment when the dialect turned back, Taoist Taiyu had been surrounded by thousands of green ant beasts and disappeared. Facing so many monsters that were invincible to kill, let alone Taoist Taiyu.No matter how strong a monk is, it is inevitable that he will show timidity, and even the dialect is a little scalp-numbing.

The difference in quantity is enough to make up for the lack of rank. So many monsters, even if they are all rank four, are equivalent to the existence of hundreds of millions of golden core monks. Many ants can eat elephants, so many green creatures who are more powerful than ordinary ants Ant beasts are even more powerful. Even a distracted late stage cultivator like the ancestor of the sect, facing such a large number of low-level monsters, it is difficult to say that he can easily deal with them. If possible, it is best to run away immediately However, Taoist Taiyu fell into it, so how could the dialect retreat.

Chang Hui over there also heard Taoist Taiyu's shout, with the same shocked and nervous expression on his face, he was urging the light of the magic weapon to fly in the direction of Taoist Taiyu, naturally wanting to rescue his senior brother Taiyu.

Sensing Chang Hui's actions, Fang Yan shouted immediately: "Chang Hui, don't get involved lightly, come to me first."

Chang Hui didn't speak a word, and even if he turned his head slightly, he merged with the dialect.

At this moment, Dialect couldn't care less about hiding anything, Dang even urged the star burial robe, a little bit of starlight enveloped Chang Hui beside him, and then charged towards Taoist Taiyu's position.

The top-grade spiritual weapon faced the fourth-order monsters, of course, it was like cutting tofu with a sharp knife, and it was inserted in an instant. Thousands of green ant beasts had already been exterminated, but compared to the sea-like army of green ant beasts around them, they were dead. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a drop in the ocean in the hands of dialects.

Dialect didn't care about the many monsters falling around him. After a few breaths, he finally noticed the breath fluctuations of the Taoist Taiyu not far away. A little unable to hold on.

As soon as the dialect speeded up, it escaped. Amidst the sounds of stinging and screaming, I don't know how many green ant beasts died under the power of the star burial robe. The star burial robe is only a defensive spiritual weapon, but It still has great lethality against monsters of such a rank.

After a while, the light of the star burial robe also enveloped Taoist Taiyu who showed a little fearful expression in his exhaustion. At this moment, Taoist Taiyu and Chang Hui also noticed the extraordinary power of the star burial robe on Fang Yan, It's just that now is not the time to study the magic weapon. After the starlight shrouded Taiyu, there are green ant beasts in all directions, endless, no matter how high the magic weapon is, it can only be prevented for a while. When the consciousness is exhausted, they can only become the prey of low-level monsters.

"That's all for the seventh-order, but you are going to die in the mouth of a fourth-order monster?" Taoist Taiyu murmured.

(End of this chapter)