Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 752
Wu Chanming obviously misunderstood the friendship between Wu Shiba and Fang Yan, but Fang Yan knew it well. Just now when Wu Shiba suddenly appeared and urged his phantom, he guessed that Wu Shiba would not be in vain. Show up, either to find trouble for yourself or to come for the Taoist tree.

What kind of existence is the Dao Shenmu and Dao Shen Lingqi? Dialect understands in his heart. At first, he traded one due to the situation. How can Dialect now make a move at will? What kind of friendship, when I heard Wu Shiba's words, the dialect should be said to death without leaving any gaps: "Friend Wu Dao, remember that I told you back then that there is only one Taoist tree, and it has already turned into your strength in your hands. Now, Fellow Daoist is asking me for it again, but what’s the reason.”

"Dialect, Ming people don't speak dark words, don't forget where this is." Wu Shiba said with a cold expression.

"Friend Wu Dao, of course I know that this is the land of the Wu Clan, and I also know that you are a member of the Wu Clan, but you are just a fellow Wu Dao. Could it be that you are going to kill me here?" Fang Yan also turned cold. If it was elsewhere, the dialect would be more Worried, but here is much more at ease. Although he is in the other party's clan, but he came here as a monk of the Tianxing sect, even if Wu Shiba wanted to kill him, he would never have the courage to do so, even if he was really crazy It is absolutely impossible for those distracted cultivators outside to sit idly by until they attack outrageously.

Of course, the dialect will not fail to defend. At the same time as speaking, it has already activated the defensive magic weapon, and at the same time activated the Fanjue body training technique. The space should be the realm of the Vatican Jue mentioned by Wu Chanming earlier, and it is actually named after the Vatican Jue. I don't know if it has something to do with the Vatican Jue exercise I practiced.

"Eighteen, what are you doing, don't hurry up and bring the dialect in." As expected by the dialect, just as the fluctuations here started, Wu Chan's voice sounded again, although there was no severe scolding, but there was some dissatisfaction. It's just whether he is dissatisfied with Wu Shiba's behavior at the moment, or dissatisfied with his cultivation of Wu Ling.

Hearing Wu Chanming's words, he could also see the determination of the dialect. Wu Shiba felt upset, but he also stopped his thoughts. He had already understood the general strength of the dialect in the Taoist formation before, and now Wu The spiritual power has greatly increased, and he also feels that it is difficult to completely suppress the dialect in a short period of time, let alone win with one move, not to mention that he knows better than the dialect that the witch clan is far from being able to compete with the Tianxing sect, otherwise it will be a catastrophe.

"Come with me." Wu Shiba gave Fang Yan another cold look, and then walked towards the depths of the secret realm.

In one day, it was the third time I heard these words from the monks of the Wu family, but the dialect was a little dumbfounded. The tone of the words was the same, and I shook my head and followed Wu Shiba to the depths.

After a while, standing in front of a door, Wu Shiba stopped his figure: "This is the realm of the Fanjue. I never thought you would practice the Fanjue body training technique. No wonder Master values ​​you so much. I only hope that you Don't let Master down."

The last sentence changed the dialect's perception of Wu Shiba slightly. Although this witch clan's distracted monk has a bad temper, he has the same obsession with saving his tribe as Wu Chanming, but the matter of the Wu clan , has nothing to do with the dialect, and the dialect never thinks that he is a savior. Dao Shenmu handed over for sale.

Chao Wu Shiba cupped his hands again, and Fang Yan escaped into the portal with a dodge. Naturally, Fang Yan did not want to waste the opportunity to improve the level of Fanjue body training.

As soon as he escaped into the portal, Fang Yan sensed a huge power covering his surroundings. He was prepared for it at first, but now he found that many of his skills, even the star burial robe, had no effect on this power , this power passed through layers of defenses as if there was nothing, and came to his body.

But in an instant, Fang Yan felt a churning in his abdomen, and this power without any attack actually caused him to be almost injured in an instant, just relying on the overwhelming coercion. , just a moment ago, I will be pushed out directly, and the dialect can clearly sense that I can dispel this power by taking a step back, but as long as I take a step back, I will leave this space and retreat outside the portal up.

Fang Yan's heart trembled suddenly. It seems that the benefits of the witch clan are not so easy to obtain, and the Fanjue body training technique is not so easy to improve. I don't know what there is here that can improve my skills. What needs to be solved is to gain a foothold here, otherwise everything will be over and I can leave.

Faced with this kind of thing, Fang Yan has never given up. The moment he realizes that only the Fanjue body training technique, which is called the Holy Jue by the witch clan, is effective, Fangyan has already pushed it to the extreme. As for the Star Burial Robe, just tell Taoist Hu to pay attention to other changes around him, and ignore it.

Soon Fang Yan discovered that even if the Fanjue body training technique was pushed to the extreme, he could still feel the great coercion. Negligence is also the result of being directly blasted out of the space.

Dialect, who finally stood still, had the time to scan around, but soon Dialect found that here, his spiritual consciousness was suppressed within a foot of his body by the pressure from outside, and he wanted to poke out a little more. I can't do it, but fortunately, my eyes are unobstructed. Looking around, Fang Yan can see clearly the space he is in. It is an open space less than a few feet in size. Except for a stone platform about a foot in size, there is nothing, there is no world. The aura is not surprising, but Fang Yan was a little surprised that there was nothing except the coercion.

There must be a reason for Wu Chanming to let himself travel hundreds of millions of miles to the land of the Wu clan, and even to let himself enter the secret realm of Wu ancestor cultivation. It's just to make my flesh and blood body more solid, it is absolutely impossible for the Brahma Jue Bodybuilding Technique to break through the rank, and the things that can make me improve my skills are probably in other places.

Looking at the only stone platform again, Fang Yan had some guesses in his mind, and then he walked towards the stone platform. He didn't know if he didn't walk. Every inch, the surrounding coercion will increase. If you walk to the stone platform with force, you may have to suffer damage to do it.

To go or not to go?Fang Yan hesitated for only a moment, and then took another step, step by step, towards the stone platform, but after three steps, blood oozes from Fang Yan's body, and after walking a few more steps, blood has already spread all over Fang Yan's body.

A distance of one zhang, usually only one step, but here it took dialect hundreds of breaths of time, and finally jumped onto the stone platform with one step, without a momentary slowdown, dialect immediately felt a greater power Pressing against himself, the divine consciousness that could protrude a foot out of the body was directly pressed back into the body, unable to move, and even the divine soul in the sea of ​​consciousness felt somewhat frozen.

"Hu Daoist, be careful to defend your surroundings." Only had time to send a simple order to Hu Taoist, Fang Yan sat cross-legged on the stone platform and did not move, but his face showed a little joy.

The moment he had just climbed onto the stone platform, Fang Yan sensed several forces emerging from the stone platform, directly invading his body along the meridians under his feet, instinctively wanting to activate the defensive skills of Fang Yan, but in an instant Stopped the movement, and then knew why Wu Chanming let himself in here, and said with certainty that it could improve the grade of the Fanjue body training technique.

These powers are extremely familiar to the dialect. They once absorbed a large amount of black mist in the barren mound of Wu Zu, but the mist here is much denser and purer, and it is almost liquid. Then he realized that the energy contained in these black droplets was no more than the few drops of Wu Zu's blood that he had refined, but the amount was far more than that. It seems to be pouring out endlessly, but there is a bit of evil spirit in the mist, so we have to be careful and guard against it.

(End of this chapter)