Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 757 stalemate
When Xiang Fei fell into this space without noticing it, not long after, he concluded that this was a high-level magic weapon. He had thought about many possibilities, and also thought that this magic weapon was a dialect at all. A trap, but this thought only flashed for a moment, and Xiang Fei stopped thinking about it.

Dialect is just a Nascent Soul cultivator. Although his strength is good, he shouldn't have such a magic weapon. In the end, Xiang Fei's judgment was that a distracted cultivator killed Dialect, and then trapped himself in it. Xiang Fei He even considered using the other party's killing dialect to negotiate terms with the owner of the magic weapon, but there was no movement for several years, which made Xiang Fei depressed for several years.

No matter what, Xiang Fei would never have imagined that something that was considered impossible back then happened. Although it was only a power of divine sense, Xiang Fei would never admit that this magic weapon was really possessed by the dialect.

The shock was only a moment, and he realized that the cultivation base of the dialect was still the Nascent Soul. As a distracted monk, Xiang Fei knew why there had been no movement for so many years. With the help of the magic weapon, he could trap himself here, but a Nascent Soul The monk wants to confront the distracted monk head-on, but he doesn't have the strength at all.

Although he was surprised by Fang's audacity and dared to trap himself, Xiang Fei would not be afraid of a mere junior junior in dialect. Thinking of this, Xiang Fei, who had been uneasy for several years, was determined and immediately shouted: "Dialect, How dare you imprison the same sect? Have you forgotten the sect rules?"

Hearing Xiang Fei's words, Dialect just smiled casually: "Xiang Fei, when you return to the Zongmen in the future, just go to the Law Enforcement Hall to file a complaint."

A faint sentence in the dialect, but Xiang Fei's heart trembled. How could he not hear the meaning in the dialect's tone after he had experienced so many slaughters? If there was any slightest intention to release himself, he immediately shouted angrily: "Dialect , Could it be that you want to imprison me forever? Unless you don’t return to the Heavenly Star Sect, otherwise even if you have all kinds of means, you will still be no match for the sect’s investigation.”

Hearing that Xiang Fei has not realized the development of the matter until now, the dialect is no longer long-winded, but just said coldly: "When you take action against me, you should think about today."

After finishing speaking, the dialect urged Taishangyan to enter the room mixed with Jianguang and Slaughtering Blade, needless to say the target.

"You actually want to kill the same sect? But with these methods alone, you want to kill a distracted cultivator? Could it be that killing a few seventh-level monsters is so powerful, and today I will let you know that the seventh-level The monsters are comparable to gods, but they are only comparable." At this moment, if Xiang Fei still doesn't notice the plan of the dialect, then he is really a pig, but knowing that the dialect is going to kill him, Xiang Fei calms down instead, Without the previous shouting, he just spoke slowly, and then his mana fluctuated, and a defensive shield appeared, isolating many means of the dialect.

The dialect didn't talk anymore, just urged several bombing methods to attack Xiang Fei continuously, but as for the disdain at the corner of his mouth, Xiang Fei couldn't see it anymore.

Of course, Dialect doesn't think that these methods can kill a distracted monk, and he is also an inner distracted monk of the Tianxing Sect. In other words, it may be even higher. If you activate the maximum power of the Dawu Sword Formation, or the powerful method of Wutu Lei, it will definitely be able to break through the opponent's defense, but this is your own magic weapon space. Use these tricks , it is possible to expose the Senran scroll to the gap.

The dialect that has already revealed its breath will naturally not leave the other party with the possibility of escaping. At this moment, he just wants to consume Xiang Fei's strength and patience. Although there is no direct confrontation, Dialect also has a general understanding of the strength of Taoist Xiang Fei. If it is in other places, Dialect does not have the confidence to kill a distracted monk, but this is his magic weapon space, as long as the opponent does not break the magic weapon to escape Going out, even if the water mill slowly consumes the mana of the opponent, the dialect can also be invincible. Even if Taoist Xiang Fei has a lot of spiritual stones and pills to replenish mana and consciousness, there will be a moment when they will be exhausted. Well, even the Great Distracted Cultivator is nothing more than a shedding chicken.

Soon, Fang Yan realized that things were not going as smoothly as he wished. Xiang Fei also had the idea of ​​this magic weapon before, but he was suppressed by him after several trials. Now he knows that the owner of this magic weapon is himself Afterwards, he actually made up his mind again. In an instant, Fang Yan noticed that Taoist Xiang Fei's spiritual consciousness had penetrated into the magic weapon and looked around, and he clearly had the idea of ​​directly seizing the control of the magic weapon. The strength of dialect is not low, and the spirit is concise It's not worse than ordinary distracted cultivators, but it won't be stronger than this distracted cultivator from the inner sect of Tianxingzong.

Realizing that under the urging of his full strength, the divine consciousness invaded this magic weapon, Xiang Fei was overjoyed, he was able to trap himself, a distracted monk, as a magic weapon, how could Xiang Fei not know that it is definitely not a mortal thing, if he can absorb it, For oneself, that is the real strength increase. Back then, he tried to plot the magic weapon in dialect, but he didn't expect that after so many years, the opportunity finally came. When he didn't know that the owner of the magic weapon was dialect, Xiang Fei didn't dare to use it so boldly. Because, now facing the dialect of Yuanying Dzogchen, Xiang Fei's confidence has greatly increased.

It's a pity that Xiang Fei didn't know the true strength of the dialect after all, let alone the aspirations of the dialect. At this moment, after the stalemate between the two spiritual senses for a long time, he felt the receding of the dialect's spiritual sense. It's just being persistent, which intensifies the attack power.

At this moment, the attacks around the body have been blocked from the defense, and the spiritual consciousness has already invaded the magic weapon. Xiang Fei's face has shown joy, and he even began to fantasize about killing the dialect immediately after getting out of trouble. Discovering that his spiritual consciousness had invaded the core of this magic weapon, although he was a little surprised, but the victory was in sight, Xiang Fei immediately began to erase the imprint of the spiritual consciousness left after the dialect sacrifice, and within a few breaths, he achieved results , but at this moment, Xiang Fei noticed that something was wrong, and the dialect, which had been retreating steadily, suddenly increased its power of spiritual consciousness.

Sitting cross-legged in the room, Xiang Fei's expression immediately changed, and when he came back to his senses, he knew that he had suffered a little dark loss, a portion of his consciousness had been trapped by the dialect, and even his soul had been slightly damaged.

"Dialect, I didn't expect that your concentration of mind and soul is not as good as that of a distracted cultivator, but a small trick is only a small trick after all, and a Nascent Soul cultivator is not a distracted cultivator after all." After shouting, Xiang Fei urged a second wave of counterattack, this time Not only the aura of spiritual consciousness, but also the spiritual thoughts wrapped in it, the power is more than several times greater immediately, but this is not something that dialects can do. Only distracted monks have such means.

"Xiang Fei, don't forget that this is within my magic weapon. It doesn't matter if you have the power of divine sense. Could it be that you can do everything well." Dialect spoke up this time. His spiritual sense attacked and killed Xiang Fei's divine sense that was attacking him.

Consciousness and spirituality are not the same, but in his magic weapon space, the dialect occupies the advantage, after all, it still takes advantage. He is not an opponent in a head-on collision, so he can find an opportunity to sneak attack. Although Xiang Fei's spirituality is strong, But there is no chance to get closer to the core of the magic weapon.

For several days in a row, the two of them passed between you and me, and for a while, no one could do anything about it. Even Xiang Fei, a distracted monk, had to admire the tenacity and strength of the dialect, although the methods were somewhat It's not popular, but a Nascent Soul descendant can actually not lose the wind in a head-to-head confrontation with his own soul power, which is enough to make up for everything else.

If he had learned that the dialect had such strength back then, maybe he would have chosen another approach. Even if he wanted to kill the dialect, he would definitely not be as timid as he was back then because of the sect's rules. If that was the case, maybe he wouldn't There will be things today.

It's a pity that there is nothing to say after all. Xiang Fei now knows the strength of the dialect, but he has lost the opportunity of the past. Even if he has regrets in his heart, he can only stand in a stalemate with the dialect at this moment, and he is aware of the killing of the dialect. Xin, Xiang Fei also knew that this time, there must be someone between himself and this Junior Nascent Soul, and Xiang Fei certainly didn't want it to be himself.

(End of this chapter)