Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 801
The Yazi Beast, which was constantly bombarding the large formation, suddenly had a commotion. There was a sudden change in the Thunder Abyss where the thunder light was flashing. A huge lightning vortex appeared soon.

The turmoil was only for a moment, and the Yazi beasts that had been active in the thunder all their lives were not much slower than the dialects, not to mention that they had also experienced similar situations, and soon they realized that it was the breath of heaven, and many monsters When crossing the catastrophe, the movement of the catastrophe was even bigger than this. After a pause for a while, it was ignored, and the chaotic bombardment started again.

The vortex above the head was still condensing, and occasionally a few Yazi beasts sensed something was wrong, and were soon infected by the excitement of many companions around seeing the power of the formation gradually weakening, and joined the bombardment ranks again .

With a bang, another layer of defense in the formation was blown away, and the many Yazi beasts were even more excited. They didn't pay attention to the thunder vortex above their heads. Suddenly, a figure flashed out, sensing this aura, and many Yazi beasts paused slightly. , and then overjoyed, sensing the breath of will that they hated in Fang Yan, he blocked it and turned the gun, and the many bombardments that were going towards the big formation instantly turned towards the figure that had just appeared.

"I don't know how to live or die, but I want to see if I can really be so arrogant in the midst of distraction." The figure that flashed out was naturally a dialect. The catastrophe finally came down.

In the blink of an eye, some Yazi beasts finally realized that the power of the catastrophe was different from what they had previously thought. The thousands of lightning flashes reappearing in the empty space were hundreds of times stronger than the original lightning falling into the thunder abyss. Where is it? It is the power that a Nascent Soul cultivator's distraction catastrophe should have.

Taoist Taiyu was sitting quietly cross-legged when he suddenly noticed a change in the surrounding thunder light. The junior brother was the same as himself, with a somewhat puzzled look on his face, and then he turned to look at his uncle Jianxing Taoist.

Before Taiyu and the others opened their mouths, they saw Taoist Jianxing stand up suddenly and stare intently at the depths of the Thunder Abyss in the distance. Following the gaze of Taoist Jianxing, they could vaguely see the thunder light gathering in the sky like water, flowing in one direction. Go, and this direction is clearly the direction where my group has been flying away before.

Could it be brother dialect?Taoist Taiyu had an unbelievable thought in his heart. Although he has not experienced the catastrophe of distraction, he has seen the catastrophe of distraction more than once over the years. It seems that no senior brother has made such a movement during the catastrophe , but for some reason, at the moment when the thought flashed, Taoist Taiyu decided that his unreasonable guess was the truth.

"Uncle Jianxing, brother Fangyan?" Daoist Taiyu immediately made a questioning voice.

"The dialect is starting to pass the catastrophe. Come, come with me." Taoist Jian Xing said in a deep voice, then waved his hand and rolled up a few people, ignoring the formation, and flew out directly, following the flow of thunder Going in the same direction, Taoist Long Xian escaped behind Taoist Jian Xing.

With the continuous deepening, Taoist Jianxing's face became more and more dignified. He just received a message from the dialect saying that he was going to survive the catastrophe, but at the same time, Taoist Jianxing and a group of brothers and sisters were sent in the dialect. to observe.

When receiving the dialect message before, Taoist Sword Star didn’t have much thought when he heard that Fangyan wanted to deal with monsters alone. Observation and experience, this is a tradition. It was easy to say before the calamity, but now it has begun to pass the calamity. If there is no accident, it is absolutely impossible for the dialect to make such a request.

Now that there is such a change in Luo Leiyuan's thunder light, Taoist Sword Star has noticed something is wrong, but the tone of the dialect does not seem to be due to the catastrophe itself. Could it be that the monsters encountered by the dialect make him think that even himself, a mid-stage monk who is distracted, can't deal with it? ?A guess flashed in Taoist Jian Xing's mind. It is not that there is no such existence in Luo Leiyuan, but if this is the case, how can a junior Nascent Soul in Dialect be able to confront each other for so long? What happened.

But after a while, Taoist Jian Xing knew why the dialect had the previous decision. He stood in front of a vortex of thunder and light. Without further discrimination, Taoist Jian Xing sensed the breath of distraction and catastrophe in it. Obviously, this is the dialect It's the place to go through the catastrophe, and the dialect is going through the catastrophe in front of you.

A few tens of feet further forward will be sensed by the breath of distraction. Taoist Jian Xing led the younger generations to stop. Without him talking, Taoist Taiyu and several Nascent Soul Dzogchen monks have already focused their attention. In the flash of thunder in front of him.

A moment later, a situation that surprised everyone appeared. In the area surrounded by a huge vortex of thunder and light in front of them, Yazi beasts flew out of it, and it was the face of the Daoist Sword Star, a mid-distraction monk. It was also a look of shock, not to mention the disciples of Yuanying and Taoist Longxian who were in the early stage of distraction. After seeing so many Yazi beasts, Taoist Jianxing immediately knew what the dialect was worried about.

It turned out to be a Yazi beast, or a group of Yazi beasts, but in a short time, nearly a hundred scarred Yazi beasts came out from under the vortex of thunder and light. How many Yazi beasts did Dialect provoke? How can he not fall under the siege of so many seventh-level monsters, and at this moment, what is happening in the thunder light is a catastrophe of distraction, how can so many seventh-level monsters become It's so embarrassing now.

A few people didn't even bother to pay attention to the catastrophe itself, and were stunned by the sudden change. Only Taoist Jian Xing, a distracted middle-stage monk, could vaguely see the scene in the catastrophe, but he could only see roughly , according to my own experience, I can tell that the first lightning disaster just fell, but I can't see what the dialect is like.

"You guys are once again aware of the aura of catastrophe, Long Xian, protect your juniors carefully, don't provoke the Yazi Beast, don't escape in order to retreat, I will go back when I go." Taoist Jian Xing explained to several younger generations.

The few people just responded, before the Taoist Jianxing moved, he heard a loud voice in dialect: "Senior Jianxing, don't worry about me, it's enough for the senior to help me sweep the formation outside."

After a word was heard, the dialect was silent again, and the Taoist Sword Star did not reply to the question. Now the dialect is obviously at the critical moment of surviving the catastrophe. Any distraction may have a great impact. Since the dialect shows He is fine at the moment, and he is full of confidence. Taoist Sword Star will not go in again, but as the dialect requires, he scans around and sweeps the formation for him.

As for the Daoist Taiyu Daoist Yuanying Dzogchen monks, after hearing the words of the dialect, they have long since lost their previous shock. It seems that whatever the dialect does, they can accept it safely. My own insufficiency, I stopped being distracted by other things immediately, and instantly cast my eyes and consciousness on the hidden catastrophe. Looking at the flickering thunder, many profound insights flashed in my heart, but how to gain, only I know myself .

As time went by, the shocked expression on the face of the Jianxing Taoist who was looting on the side became more and more surprised. He had already reached the third aura of catastrophe, and he still couldn't see the figure of Dialect. No problem, otherwise the catastrophe should have stopped long ago. To the surprise of Taoist Jian Xing, there are still Yazi beasts that keep flying and escaping, and their strength is getting stronger and stronger. One of them has already reached the eighth level Above the threshold, if he crosses the eighth level, his cultivation level can be compared with that of his middle-stage distracted monk, but this Yazi beast, which is only one step away from reaching the eighth level, escapes like a bereaved dog. The prestige of the Yazi beast.

"Senior, could it be that you look down on these Yazi beasts? If you spare them this time, they will also remember us." Suddenly, the dialect voice sounded again.

"Haha, boy, you actually taught me a lesson, but this time it was indeed my negligence, so please do it for me." Hearing the questioning words from the dialect, Taoist Jian Xing paused for a moment, then laughed, and instantly, A ray of sword light slashed at the Yazi beast that was just discovered and was about to step into the eighth level but was seriously injured.

(End of this chapter)