Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 835
Fang Yan had noticed earlier that the two powers urged by the two people in front of him were besieging him, but neither of them had activated a more direct killing move. Although he didn't know what happened, Fang Yan was not prepared to find out anything After realizing that there might be danger approaching, Dang even activated the maximum power of the Dawu Sword Formation, and then several unparalleled sword lights flashed again and again. Without any time to rest, Fang Yan threw two Yulu elixir into his mouth .

Faced with the joint attack of two distracted monks, Dialect didn't care about mana loss at this moment. With the flash of the Dawu Sword Formation, the surrounding power was once again drawn out, this time , Dialect didn't dodge away immediately. Even if he flashed a power at this moment, he would still be stopped by another enemy. If he wanted to get out of trouble completely, he still needed to make a bigger gap and pass through two shrouds directly. Jian Guang Still flickering, Dialect had already flicked backhand, urging dozens of five-element spirit thunders to blast out together, and the surroundings that were already churning were even more commotion than before.

"Hmph, in the early stage of the division of spirits, you are quite arrogant, and you can't use the means of using the power of the high-grade spiritual weapon. From this point of view, it is not impossible to have a magic weapon above the high-grade spiritual weapon. Don't be like the previous people. The same, they are all middle-grade spiritual weapons, and the power of high-grade spiritual weapons can only be obtained by stimulating one's own blood essence, but it is futile for us." Sheng Jie said to his companion with a cold snort, and the movements in his hands But it wasn't too slow, the gap that was blown open just now was about to close again in an instant.

Although the cultivator in Tsing Yi was not as ostentatious as Sheng Jie, his methods were almost the same, and he also promoted his skills to make up for the flaws that just appeared.

It's just that their movements were not as smooth as expected. At the moment when the gap between the two of them was about to close, there was continuous sword light and non-stop bombardment of spirit thunder, and it seemed to be a confrontation. .

Faced with such a situation, the two mid-stage monks who were distracted were not too anxious, and they were still urging the exercises in a leisurely manner, and it seemed that they did not want to keep the dialect within a narrow range as before. Even Sheng Jie once again uttered disdainful words: "The trapped beast is still fighting, but it's a pity that no matter how funny it is, it's just a trapped beast."

After only a few breaths, he was shocked to find that the confrontation just now changed after a few breaths, and a huge and incomparable fluctuation suddenly burst out from the power of his Wind and Cloud Staff. , may not be stronger than the sword light just now, but the sudden fluctuation of such a distance in the House of Moment has a greater explosive power, and the most direct result is to suddenly open the gap that has not been closed before. Similar to it, there is another power. I don't know when it started, and the gap between the two siege methods actually overlapped.

"Self-explosive magic weapon? Middle-grade spiritual weapon?" The two mid-stage distracted monks didn't pay much attention to the enlarged gap. Even if the opponent escaped, they had the confidence to catch up again soon after they had already caught up once before. It is the source of surprise and the explosive power just now.

Those who have been able to cultivate to the middle stage of distraction don't know how many things they have experienced. They know that apart from self-destructing magic weapons, it is extremely rare for a monk in the early stage of distraction to have such a violent method. It is better than their distraction in the mid-term, and it is not so generous.

The two looked at each other, but they showed a little joy. They found that the opponent who blew up the magic weapon did not weaken. It is conceivable that the magic weapon that blew up just now is definitely not something like the natal magic weapon, or even a magic weapon that has not yet been sacrificed. Being able to throw a middle-grade spiritual weapon, no one would do so unless he had a better magic weapon.

Why is Dialect willing to waste so much, even if Fangyan is rich, in this kind of place, facing two opponents who are above the middle stage of distraction, it is difficult to damage the opponent's root even if they repeatedly explode their middle-grade spiritual weapons. Certainly there will be no such decision, not to mention that what Dialect threw out just now was the embryo of a middle-grade thunder sword, which is the basis for refining the middle-grade Dawu Sword Formation in the future, but Fang Yan has to do so, because just now In an instant, Fang Yan's mind suddenly trembled, and he felt an unknown power suddenly lock onto him.

In the thick dead air, Dialect couldn't release his consciousness at all, and of course he couldn't explore the surroundings. He just felt locked by a wave of thoughts, an inexplicable feeling, and he hadn't felt this way for a long time. Many monks whose cultivation level is higher than their own are besieged, and Dialect doesn't feel this way. Only when Dialect was still in Fenzhou Prefecture, when he went back to Fang's ancestral grave to sweep the tomb and encountered a five-paced snake, did he experience this feeling? feeling.

Back then, Dialect was still a mortal, and it was normal to feel that way when facing a five-step snake that was extremely poisonous and could kill people instantly. Now Dialect is already a monk who is more than distracted, but Dialect feels The threat this time is not to say that the poisonous snake back then is incomparable, but the many dangers I have experienced in my life seem to be not as fierce as this time. The power of the monk can't cover up the biting coldness, and a sharp coldness reaches into the depths of Fang Yan's heart. What frightens Fang Yan the most is that he sensed the danger, and he didn't even know it. Where did this thought come from, like it came from the void.

Fang Yan's spiritual thoughts were all over the place, but in fact, it was only in an instant, just when he sensed the threat, Fang Yan had already made a move, no matter whether the other party was on the same road with the two people beside him, Fang Yan knew that if he stayed and fought with others, he would definitely It was not a wise choice, almost without hesitation, he chose a magic weapon that was more violent than the sword light from the Dawu Sword Formation to explode himself, in order to find a chance to escape.

At this moment, Dialect's action has worked, a crack has been broken in the outer cover, without any delay, Fang Yan immediately dodges and escapes towards the outside at a high speed, as long as he escapes, it is worthwhile to lose a formed Thunder Sword Already felt several killing intents around him flocking towards him.

Just as the dialect sensed, the two distracted middle-stage cultivators who had been urging the power of the magic weapon to surround him did not activate the previous power envelope this time, and both activated the ultimate move of the magic weapon.

It's just that neither the cultivator in Tsing Yi nor the flamboyant Sheng Jie expected that suddenly a burst of starlight shone, and an incomparable power suddenly blocked their two killing moves, and the figure trembled slightly, following him A flash of thunder flashed behind him, and when he looked again, the opponent who had fought for a while before had disappeared.

How dare you use such a method as the Thunder Dungeon technique here?One mistake, he was about to fall into the crowd of monsters, but before the expressions of shock appeared on the faces of the two monks in the middle of distraction, at this moment, another flash of spiritual light flashed, and it fell straight into the death dead ahead. In the air.

"Fellow Taoist Lone Eagle?" Seeing the flash of spiritual light, a look of surprise flashed across the faces of the two of them, and then they turned their heads to look at the two figures that had just flashed out. It was Fatty Zhou and their leader, Taoist Lone Eagle. , Taoist Lone Eagle was still holding the long bow that was originally carried behind his back, as if he had just shot an arrow.

"Thunder escape technique? Thunder escape magic weapon? That person just now is the monk that Zhou Hao mentioned earlier?" The monk in Tsing Yi suddenly seemed to think of something, and asked in a deep voice to the short and fat monk over there.

"What, how is it possible, he should have been hiding nearby, otherwise, how could you and I have not sensed a trace, and he appeared here." The short and fat Zhou Hao did not speak, and Sheng Jie over there retorted road.

"Sheng Jie, he is indeed the person Zhou Hao mentioned earlier." Taoist Lone Eagle put the longbow on his back and said slowly at the same time.

"If this is the case, nine out of ten, he is a disciple of the Heavenly Star Sect. The last wave that he flashed just now is the wave of the power of the stars." Hearing the words of the Lone Eagle Taoist, the monk in Tsing Yi remembered something again, and immediately spoke Said.

"So what about the Heavenly Star Sect." Sheng Jie's voice sounded again, with a lot of annoyance in his tone. He was almost teased by an early-stage monk who was distracted, and his heart was filled with anger. If the other party was still by his side , I am afraid that he will urge his ultimate move to kill the past immediately.

(End of this chapter)