Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 834 First Encounter
A day later, the monk in Tsing Yi and Sheng Jie, a young monk who was accompanying him, sensed the fluctuations in the formation formed by the two of them just like dialect a day before.

Just a moment before, a figure passed through a warning formation arranged by the monk in blue, and was directly submerged in the death qi that enveloped the barren mound plain. The mid-stage monks are very close, but only more than ten miles away, and most importantly, a jade talisman in the hands of two distracted mid-stage monks suddenly showed brilliance fluctuations. The jade talisman in the hands of the Nascent Soul cultivator among them is obviously of a much higher order, and the sensing range has been expanded a lot.

"Is there a target person?" The thought flashed in the minds of both of them at the same time. Except for high-level magic weapons, there would be no circumstances that would cause the jade talisman to flash.

Without a moment's pause, in an instant, the two casually sent out a message to notify the two companions far away in Baiguyuan, then escaped from the array and flew towards the direction of the warning array that had just flashed a wave, In the blink of an eye, two distracted mid-stage cultivators plunged into the unsteady fluctuation of the death energy.

After entering the Netherworld Qi, no matter how high the level of cultivation is, the consciousness will be greatly suppressed. You must know that there are indigenous monsters whose consciousness is not suppressed by the Netherworld Qi in the Netherworld Qi, and they are those whose rank exceeds the seventh rank. It is not uncommon, and no one dares to fly away at extreme speed in this place.

The two middle-stage monks who were distracted didn't speak, they just followed the death qi that was still churning in front of them and flew over at a high speed. In less than a quarter of an hour, the two of them saw the figure in front of them.

The two looked at each other, and then they accelerated one by one to the left and one to the right and moved towards the figure in front of them.

Earlier, when Dialect came out of the Senran Scroll and wanted to escape into the Barren Tomb Plain, he found a warning formation outside of the Death Qi. Dialect didn't know who arranged these formations, let alone whether the other party was still affected by them. Inspired by him, he arranged these lowest-level warning formations, but just like Dialect's own previous purpose, arranging these low-level warning formations was originally just a reminder to the formation owner. Now that these warning formations have been discovered, The dialect didn't pay much attention to it, and just passed through.

It's just that dialect didn't expect that the other party actually followed up, and followed up with some fanfare, as if there were signs of surrounding him. Dialect, who was slightly angry in his heart, didn't continue to fly towards the depths of the barren mounds, but He paused, someone had been following him for the past few days, and then that person disappeared, so Dialect stopped thinking about it, but he didn't expect that now that he had gone deep into the wilderness, there would be someone acting like this again, Dialect didn't think If he encounters a native monster, these people will help him because of his fellow monks. The best way is to deal with it at the periphery.

As soon as he paused, Fang Yan realized that the other party had come behind him. Looking back, Fang Yan saw two monks on the left and one on the right standing a hundred feet away from him. At this moment, Fang Yan recognized that these two were himself The two distracting breaths sensed yesterday.

"Two fellow Taoists, why are you following me?" Without any polite words, Dialect immediately asked loudly.

It seems that they didn't expect Fang Yan to speak so directly. Both of them paused for a while, unable to see Fang Yan's appearance clearly. They had already judged from the breath that Fang Yan was just a distracted early-stage cultivator. Both of them knew that this young man in the early stage of distraction in front of him must have a magic weapon of high grade and a magic weapon that could make the jade talisman fluctuate. The strength will not be low, and the person in front of him who dares to go deep into the barren mound shrouded by the death atmosphere alone must be the latter.

"Crazy enough, could it be that the land of barren mounds is your backyard?" Sheng Jie, who was already extremely flamboyant, knew that the opponent in front of him was not bad, but he just valued it a little bit in his heart. Hearing such words in dialect, he paused slightly. After that, he retorted and scolded.

"Hehe, of course not, those two go first." Fang Yan smiled indifferently, and then flashed a way to show the way forward.

Seeing Dialect's actions, the two distracted middle-stage cultivators paused again. Originally, they came here for Dialect, and they didn't want to go deep into the depths of the barren mound.

Seeing that the dialect is still not relaxed, it is obvious that whenever there is any movement, they will do it. I don’t know how many times the two have cooperated. They don’t need eyes, and they don’t need spiritual sense. Even if they know what their teammates are thinking in this situation. , followed by a loud laugh, the two immediately urged their figures to move towards the direction where the dialect was exposed. Judging from the situation, it seemed that they really wanted to escape into the depths of the wilderness.

But just as he passed by Fang Yan's side, Sheng Jie with a scar on his face suddenly flashed, a ray of light appeared in his hand, and rushed towards Fang Yan. The juniors in the early stage of Distraction, it is not enough for them to join forces to deal with it, it is not because they are worried that they will lose face with others, and Sheng Jie in front of him will not accept it.

It's just that Sheng Jie had just made a move, and before the power could trap the opponent, he found that the opponent had already dodged and retreated, and he was already prepared.

Which of the monks who dared to come here hadn't been slaughtered. Seeing the opponent retreat, the two mid-stage monks who were distracted were not too surprised. Sheng Jie, who was urging his skills, but the scar on his face trembled a few times, sneered With a voice: "It's alert enough, but it's not enough, Fengyun Staff."

With a shouting sound, a scepter appeared in Sheng Jie's hand. The crystal-clear scepter was engraved with mysterious runes. With a slight movement, the huge power stirred up the surrounding deadly energy. Immediately within ten miles, winds and clouds surged, and there was a tumult.

"Sheng Jie, make a quick decision. Don't make too much noise. It will be troublesome if you attract high-level monsters." Sensing Sheng Jie's movements, the monk in Tsing Yi immediately shouted.

"It's okay, just a moment. This is just the outermost area. Even if there are a few monsters, they won't be above the seventh level." Sheng Jie said disapprovingly, realizing that his magic weapon had already enveloped his opponent, Immediately there was an extra jade talisman in his hand, his spiritual consciousness fixed his eyes on the opponent in front, and the scepter in his hand tightened up a bit.

Under the gaze of divine consciousness, Sheng Jie's power and restraint became more and more powerful, and it wouldn't take long to trap the opponent within a very small range.

"Is this the only way? It seems to be a little less." Suddenly, there was a cry from the dialect that had been trapped in it, followed by a shocking sword light. The power of the scepter in the gap was opened a gap, and the figure of dialect has already flashed out of the surrounding.

"It's really extraordinary. You actually have a killing method comparable to a high-grade spiritual weapon in your hand. No wonder you dare to go deep here alone, but you can't leave like this."

After escaping from the dialect that was shrouded by the power just now, he soon found that another power had attacked him, but it was another monk in Tsing Yi. Fear, after breaking through distraction, Fang Yan has not really tried his own strength means. Although it is not a good time now, since someone is making trouble for him and cannot avoid it, Fang Yan does not mind practicing here. After Fei Daoist's pure Yuanshen Yuanying was refined and absorbed, the cultivation base of the dialect has been greatly improved. If he can kill a monk who is distracted in the middle stage, it is conceivable that his cultivation base can be much more stable At worst, it's just a few more Baizhuan Ziying Pills in the future.

If the two people on the opposite side know that a monk in the early stage of dialect is actually thinking about them at the moment, I don’t know what it will be, but the dialect at this moment can no longer care about these things. There are two fluctuations.

The spiritual sense here cannot detect the surroundings, but only by relying on these two fluctuations, Fang Yan can also perceive the extraordinaryness of the two fluctuations. If the monster is above the sixth level, it may not even be the seventh level. What Fang Yan is most worried about is Cultivator, in the face of two mid-stage monks who are distracted, Fang Yan still has the confidence to protect himself, but if there is even one more, Fang Yan will not be so confident.

No matter what kind of existence the visitor is, Dialect knows that the key is to get out of the power of the two mid-stage monks in front of him at this moment.

(End of this chapter)