Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 740 Guardian of the Witch
After a few fluctuations, the space calmed down, and the dialect shrouded in starlight was repelled by dozens of feet, and two distracted monks of the witch tribe also stepped into this spiritual field.

Wu Shiba and Wu Xi, who had just entered without first collecting the half of the chiyan paulownia tree, attacked and killed the dialect, but the moment they passed by the chiyan paulownia tree, a black ring came from Wu Shiba. Flying down in front of him, a moment later, a black curtain enveloped half of the sacred tree.

"Little thief, hand over the spiritual object to save you from death." Wu Xi shouted while walking, saying the words of avoiding death, but the movements of his hands did not stop at all, a fierce phantom of a thousand-legged centipede already flashed out.

Before the damage from blood depletion had fully recovered, he was bombarded by two distracted cultivators again. At this moment, Fang Yan didn't want to join forces with the two distracted cultivators to kill him, but this spiritual field However, the size of a hundred feet, the power of the two of them has covered the entire position, even if the dialect is unwilling, he can only urge the star burial robe to resist first, as for the death-proof in the other party's words, Dialects are ignored at all. Under such circumstances, only one's own strength is the capital of the negotiation.

While urging the Star Burial Robe, Fang Yan also threw out a few Guishui Linglei, not to mention whether it would work or not, at least it could distract the two distracted monks a little.

In the blink of an eye, a series of rumbling waves sounded again. The phantoms of two monster beasts were fiercer than many monster beasts with flesh bodies. The fascinated light is flickering, and people with less ambition may be dazzled directly. It is not known that every time the giant black-tailed scorpion is bombarded, there are traces of black smoke mixed in. When it touches the defensive power of the star burial robe, it is actually Corrosion came in.

It's just that the dialect of Yuanying Dzogchen is only one step away from being distracted, and with the help of Daoist Hu, although the star burial robe is still a little short of the prosperity that Taoist Hu said, it is not easy to be broken by the two opposite people for a while , It's just that the injuries in Dialect's body have intensified a lot, and his mana has been consumed like a flood.

As soon as he entered the door, he attacked the killer mercilessly, and a stormy attack did not knock down the dialect. The resilience of the dialect surprised the two distracted monks of the Wu clan. How could he persist for so long with his Nascent Soul cultivation base, especially Wu Shiba, his expression changed slightly when he saw the twinkling stars in the phantom of the two witch spirits.

During the stalemate, Fang Yan spoke: "The two seniors of the Wu clan, but the seniors of the Tianxing Sect who bullied me are not here?"

Fang Yan knew that with the other party's distracted cultivation, it was impossible not to discover his identity as a disciple of the Tianxing Sect. After the other party came in without a word of conversation, he violently bombarded him. Maybe he didn't care about the power of the Tianxing Zongmen, or he wanted to be a disciple of the Tianxing Sect. If everything is settled before speaking, even if the sect goes to the Wu clan to seek justice in the future, it can be regarded as an argument. After all, it is not uncommon for the skills of the Tianxing sect to be exiled outside.

But the dialect still revealed the sect behind him. Although the dialect has never pinned its hopes on others or the power of the sect, it does not mean that it will not take advantage of the power of the sect. Let them feel jealous, unless they are sure that they can directly kill themselves and prevent any news from leaking out, otherwise, the prestige of the Sky Star Sect, even the witch clan would not dare to underestimate it.

It's just that things didn't go as dialect wanted. His words didn't stop the two distracted big monks on the opposite side. On the contrary, the attack power was even stronger. Although the reputation of Tianxingzong was great, it was after all a matter of the future. Half of the Dao Shenmu, and two other formations that were cracked and blasted away, it is not surprising that they made such a choice.

Fang Yan snorted coldly in his heart, he couldn't beat the two distracted great monks, but it was not so easy for them to kill him easily, if it reached the point where it was difficult to support, it would be the loss of a middle-grade spirit like the Senran Scroll Qi dialect would not hesitate, not to mention there is a small set of Dawu sword array, although they are all low-grade spiritual weapons, but they are superior in number, and if they explode repeatedly, it is a huge power, but this kind of hurts people first. No one will use his own method unless it is absolutely necessary.

Not long after, Fang Yan discovered that the two distracted monks of the witch clan on the opposite side seemed to be all threatened by those two phantom monsters. Compared with them, the other methods they urged were extraordinary, but far Not as fierce and ferocious as these two phantoms, and there is not much threat to the defense of the Star Burial Robe, but the dialect does not dare to be careless. I have seen Wu Chanming's powerful dialect that summons inexplicable power back then. Success, but it can make the red bald Du Tianye Luoyue and the three distracted mid-stage monks so fearful. It is not an easy way to think about it. The two people in front of them may not consume their life essence and blood just because they are a Nascent Soul monk, but if they If you know that you have the Divine Dao Fruit in your body, it's hard to say you won't.

All of a sudden, Fang Yan felt that his body was getting heavier, and the pressure around him suddenly increased several times. It was easy to flash at the moment, but now it became difficult. Fang Yan was so tight in his heart that he didn't care about the flashing figure, and once again urged the defense with all his strength, and immediately Then he saw a black mass attacking towards him, it turned out to be the black tail of that giant scorpion.

How powerful is this giant scorpion?Actually squeezed the space?This is the realm of Xuanlan, or in this cave where the laws of the world are more stagnant, the giant scorpion flicks its tail and squeezes and deforms the space. If it is in the cultivation world, wouldn't it just crush the space and form a turbulent void? ?

Sensing that the surrounding space is still being squeezed, knowing that it is difficult for him to get out of the cover of power even if he flickers now, and instead wants to weaken his defense strength, Dialect simply mobilized his defense with all his strength, but a thought flashed in his mind: " Is it necessary to break through the defense of the Star Burial Robe with this power alone? It seems that the power of a high-grade spiritual weapon is too underestimated."

Time seemed to stop in an instant. The originally empty space actually shone with light at this moment. If you look carefully, you can see that there are little stars. Thousands of stars seem to be condensed in ice. , stopped moving.

"Arrogant boy, do you really think that a high-grade spiritual weapon can run amok? If you are distracted and cultivated, it is still possible, but now it is a bit worse, a blow from the scorpion." The witch who was connected to the phantom giant scorpion When Shiba saw the dialect's actions, he actually shouted, with a tone of victory.

Before Wu Shiba finished speaking, the giant scorpion's black tail had already bombarded the defense of the Star Burial Robe. From the beginning, the first frontal bombardment hit Dialect's Star Burial Robe, but this time the bombardment was not as strong as the previous one. There was only one muffled sound, and it seemed that all the sounds were frozen in it like dots of starlight and could not escape.

Dialect soon found out that he was wrong. The power of the star burial robe could block the giant scorpion's black tail bombardment, but his body was still hit hard by the incoming wave, and another mouthful of blood spurted out. This was not the last As a result, a black thread in the black tail pierced through the protective shield of the star burial robe like a thin needle piercing the hard skin of a monster, and shot straight at him.

No matter how advanced the Fan Jue body training technique in dialect is, the physical body cannot be more defensive than the star burial robe. If it can penetrate the star burial robe, it will definitely directly penetrate its own body. If the thread passed through the body, Dialect would not be so horrified, but there is clearly a highly poisonous aura in the black thread, which seems to be slightly worse than the peach miasma poison he was once proud of.

Suddenly, the pressure outside lightened slightly, and Fang Yan knew that the impact of the black tail had receded even without detection. Flashing out, Fang Yan didn't care whether Tai Shangyan could refine the poisonous aura in front of him, even if the Dawu sword array was mobilized, he had to let the two distracted monks show a little space before he was injured. Only by leaving this cave through the bluestone road and returning to the formation space where hundreds of millions of green ant beasts are hiding at this moment, can the monster be used to get rid of the attack of the two distracted monks.

It's just that the dialect has not urged the sword array to explode, and found a wave of fluctuations in his body.

At the same time, two distracted monks exclaimed in disbelief: "Guardian of the Witch? How is that possible?"

(End of this chapter)