Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 735 Someone is coming again
Putting away the dialect of his thoughts, he put all his attention on the jade disc in front of him. As a flash of spiritual light sank into it, simple strokes flashed out on the jade disc that was originally floating in shadows, not like runes. , but a bit more mysterious than the runes, after a while, the flickering disappeared, and Yubi regained his previous calm and awakened dialect, only to realize that he had just fallen into it. The lights in line with the way of heaven seen in the outer formation are very similar, perhaps because the distance is closer and the feeling is deeper, and my mind is silent in it without knowing it. Here, Fang Yan's heart tightened immediately, and then he recalled just now, he seemed to have a little more insight than before in the outer formation, and seemed to have caught something, but if he wanted to investigate carefully, his spiritual consciousness was still chaotic.

Dingshen dialect puts his mind away, and the matter of understanding depends on chance. Now exploring this space is the most important thing. After turning his eyes back to the jade bi, dialect found that apart from a few mysterious dark lines, there are no more Variety.

Dialect, who was a little disappointed in his heart, didn't stay too long, and walked towards the other two places. Even if he had to give up, he had to go to all three places before making a decision.

Nearly two hours later, I stood at the position where the third aura was shot, showing joy, which was not much different from the previous two places. Following the flickering of this aura, and another flash of strokes, several dark shadows became slightly clear A bit, but this time it is not the last movement.

As the flickering stopped, suddenly a wave shot out from the jade disc, and dialect, who was nervous, urged the star burial robe to protect himself, but found that the wave had nothing to do with him, and it went straight to the depths of the white mist Go, all the white mist dissipated wherever he went, dialect followed this fluctuation, and saw that there were two more fluctuations pushing away the white mist, and the three pathways formed by the three fluctuations converged in the distance, and then a ray of light Flickering, and then everything returned to calm, the fluctuation disappeared, and the newly formed passage was gradually reoccupied by the white mist.

Without a moment's hesitation, Fang Yan immediately took a step towards the location where the light flashed just now, and his spiritual sense could not talk about it. Just by looking at it, Fang Yan could also estimate that the place where the light flashed just now was the position of the invisible barrier opposite the jade bi.

Half an hour later, Dialect stopped. The original invisible barrier still existed, but a portal appeared in front of where Dialect was standing.

The surroundings are so peaceful, there may be other means in this portal, but it should not be a place of murder. After the dialect stayed in front of the portal and wanted to explore it, it was still unavailable, and finally urged the star burial robe to enter the portal among.

As soon as Dialect's figure entered it, the portal immediately disappeared, and this luxurious space regained its previous white mist and haze.

I don't know if the dialect who entered the portal will be slaughtered. A slaughter is going on among the monsters outside. This killing has been going on for several hours and is still going on.

Two gray figures are flying away in the formation space, and a phantom flickers in front of each of them. With the flickering of these two phantoms, bursts of cold and ruthless aura radiate towards the surroundings. The aura is still nothing. Wherever the phantoms swept over, it was like locusts crossing the border. Countless fourth- and fifth-tier monsters, even those monsters that combined into a force and exuded a sixth-tier aura, were scattered by the impact in an instant, and then even There was a sound of mourning, and after the sound stopped abruptly, only the shriveled corpses of monster beasts were left, and after a while, they disappeared with the wind. His supreme aura was completely devoured by the phantom, which was even more ruthless than the killing of the three dialects.

I don't know if it was because of the cold breath, or because of the ruthless killing, or because of the orders from the king beast, the fearless monsters seemed to have fear. The green ant beasts moved towards the sides one after another, but the two figures did not go after the monsters, but still flew forward in their own direction.

Not only are these monsters dismissive in their eyes, even the thick Daoist aura that makes the dialect try to find and collect it doesn't attract much attention from them, unless it flashes to the left, it will stop for a while to collect it, and it will be a little farther away They will let them flash by without stopping.

After a while, the two black shadows finally stopped, and the two phantoms slowly shrank back. They seemed to be phantoms of two monsters, and finally completely merged into the bodies of the two of them. After standing still, the two phantoms There are two faces whose age cannot be seen. Looking from a distance, you can only see the tattoos extending from the necks of the two covering the entire face. One face has a thousand-legged centipede head, and the other has a centipede head. The black tail of the scorpion, after a while, the two tattoo marks also disappeared, revealing the slightly skinny faces of the two.

Without speaking, the two waved a cloud of gray mist almost at the same time. The gray mist spread out in all directions, and suddenly disappeared somewhere, and then all the gray mist merged into one, and moved towards the place where it had just disappeared. After a while, all The gray fog disappeared, but there were ugly smiles on the faces of the two skinny monks.

The two of them who paused for a while urged several more gray mist around them, but this time they formed a defensive formation to envelop the two of them.

It seemed that the previous killing was not as easy as they showed. After doing all this, the two were a little tired, and both of them sat cross-legged to recover. After more than half an hour, the two stopped recovering and opened their eyes.

"I didn't expect it to be here." The monk with the centipede tattoo said.

"It's also thanks to those two monks. If they hadn't suddenly appeared, we would not have noticed that there is such a cave hidden in the extremely ordinary sea of ​​flowers." The monk with a scorpion tail said.

"That's right, but I don't know how the two Nascent Soul descendants can stay here for half a year. Although those monsters are not worth mentioning, they are not something a Nascent Soul cultivator can handle."

"Students of the Tianxing Sect, some methods are normal. Fortunately, there are only two Nascent Soul cultivators. Even here, they only collect some Daoist Qi. If the distracted cultivator I met back then found this place, maybe there will be no What happened to us."

"Brother Eighteen, is there really a Dao God Fruit?" After a short pause, the monk with the centipede tattoo stopped expressing emotion about other things, and asked about the things he was concerned about.

"The Dao God Fruit must exist. The patriarch's magic weapon is rumored to be refined from the Dao God Wood by the ancient clansmen. There is a log of the Dao God Fruit. Many records in the clan also mention this kind of spiritual thing, but Whether there is really one here, but you can only know if you go in, but seeing so many Taoist spirits flashing around, there is some hope."

"If there is such a supreme spiritual thing, let the witch spirit absorb and refine it, it will be much stronger."

"Not to mention these, if we want to enter the cave, we have to wait for the opening time. We need to wait here for a while, and guard against those green ant beasts. Although it is low-level, the power of the combination cannot be underestimated. The aura is not much worse than you and me." After the scorpion-tailed monk known as the eighteenth brother said a few more words, he closed his eyes and started to cultivate again.

If the dialect is here, you will find that the clothes of these two people are unique to the Wuzhi clan. Not far from the place where he entered the luxurious space before, and the place where the two gray mist disappeared just now is the place where Dialect entered the space by himself.

No monks have discovered this place all this time, but they did not expect monks from the Witch Clan to appear suddenly. Judging from their previous actions, they were still two Witch Clan monks who were distracted. From a luxurious space.

And if Taoist Long Xian knew the situation here, he might also be secretly happy. One of the two monks of the Wu clan, the one called the eighteenth brother just now was the Wu Shiba he had met back then.

(End of this chapter)