Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 841 Courage
Allowing the opponent to bombard the Senran scroll several times, he noticed that the magic weapon seemed to be a little damaged, but Dialect still ignored it, but tried his best to activate the mana killing blade in his body.

There was only the last trace or half of the power of annihilation left, and at the moment when it was about to dissipate completely, another voice sounded from the bottom of Dialect's heart: "Even if you wiped out all my great annihilation power, there is no chance at all. Stop, there is still life left, otherwise..."

"If you have the ability, just kill me directly, Gua Noise." Fang Yan replied coldly, and then threw another pill into his mouth, mana wrapped in the killing blade, and rushed towards the only remaining power of annihilation go.

In an instant, a shout came from the depths of Senran's scroll, "Kill."

A moment later, in the big formation.

"I don't know how the seniors will decide." The voice in dialect sounded, although a little tired, it was extremely straightforward.

Looking at the early-stage distracted junior surrounded by several of his own people, the mid-stage monks all showed extremely dignified expressions. Taoist Lone Eagle was confident that he would kill the enemy facing him with one arrow, but he didn't dare to have half a point. Sheng Jie, who has always been very flamboyant in his actions, stopped talking at this moment, but just stared at the palm of the junior. Taoist Zhou Hao who was urging the formation and Taoist Anxiong who was taking a rest also stopped their movements. Looking at the junior who suddenly appeared.

The few middle-stage monks who were distracted were a little stunned. They had already won the victory, and they were only one step away from the final success, but they didn't expect a sudden change. At the moment when he was about to be forced out of shape by the formation, he actually showed his breath on his own initiative, followed by a series of formation runes.

The joy on the faces of several distracted mid-stage monks has not yet risen, and the moment Lone Eagle Taoist's longbow has just been tightened, everyone dare not make a movement, because they suddenly found that the previous judgment was still a little wrong, After the power disappeared, the opponent's condensed runes were a bit more powerful than before. The series of formation runes just now integrated into the big formation instantly, but they completely controlled a section of the formation.

If it was such a small part of the original big formation, it would be nothing if it was controlled by others. With the strength of the four distracted big monks, any one of them could regain control in a short while, but the big one right now The formation has been compressed to the extreme, but this part of the formation is just above a node, and if you are not careful, it will burst the already overwhelmed large formation.

After the dialect finished speaking, without waiting for a few people to answer, he threw a few pills into his mouth, and in front of the people's eyes, he recovered his spiritual power, but the movements of his hands did not stop for a moment, still urging himself The formation runes condensed, there is a big disagreement, and everyone seems to die together.

Seeing the performance of the bachelor in dialect, the eyes of several middle-stage distraction cultivators showed a little solemnity. If the formation is really detonated, the junior in the early stage of distraction in the middle will not be able to escape even if he has a high-grade spiritual weapon defense. Once they die, even if the other party falls, how much better will their monks in the middle stage of distraction be? In the depths of this ancient battlefield, how much difference will it make between being seriously injured and falling? The monks in the middle stage of distraction will also explain here.

Killing directly regardless of danger?or give up?Or make peace with such a junior?No matter which option they choose, it is not the result they want. For a while, several people don't know how to speak.

After a while, the dialect who hastily refined the pill raised his head again: "Seniors, have you considered it?"

The energy in his heart was a little full, and his mana was also full, but his pale face could show that there was still a huge problem in his body. In fact, the dialect also had a huge hidden danger. Just now, in order to buy time, he forcibly Refining the last sliver of annihilation power, but damaged another meridian. In addition to the two previously injured meridians that have not recovered, the current state of dialect is really not good, but facing these four mid-stage monks who are distracted, then The difference between being intact and being seriously injured is not too big. Anyway, Dialect didn't intend to confront them head-on, so he flew away immediately when he had a chance. As for this scene, the aura and appearance of the four people were already deeply imprinted In the soul of the sea of ​​consciousness, I will find it later.

"Leave the magic weapon, you can leave." After a moment's pause, Taoist Lone Eagle said in a deep voice.

"Okay, as long as there is enough price, there is nothing that cannot be traded." Dialect said slowly with his mouth slightly raised.

"Fart, don't toast, don't eat and drink fine wine." Sheng Jie couldn't help it, and immediately shouted.

"I can't afford some results, and you may not be able to bear them. If you don't believe me, you can try." Hearing the other party's swearing words, dialect looked cold and said slowly. Following the words, dialect's right hand moved slightly, and immediately There was a rumbling and vibrating sound from the surrounding formations.

"You..." Choked by the dialect, even though Sheng Jiedang, who had always been conceited, was a little anxious, he only noticed the movement around him, but he didn't dare to act recklessly.

"How courageous, do you think you will be safe after leaving here?" Seeing the firmness of the dialect, Taoist Lone Eagle asked again.

"I will only know about the future. At least it is better than being bombarded by this formation right now. The seniors need to make a decision as soon as possible. The juniors are not good at cultivation. It is hard to say that one hand slipped out of the matter." Dialect interface said, speaking In the meantime, there was another wave of fluctuations in the surrounding formation.

Threats, naked threats, the few distracted middle-stage monks who should have completely gained the upper hand were a little anxious, but there was nothing they could do.

"You let go first, we will let you go." The monk An Xiong in blue suddenly said.

"Senior, are you joking?" A sarcasm sounded in the dialect, and then he said to Taoist Lone Eagle: "Senior, you'd better put away your longbow magic weapon first, and don't stare at me again, otherwise I will be really scared." I can't hold it anymore."

Taoist Lone Eagle is very familiar with his own skills, so he naturally understands the meaning of the dialect. Hearing the words in the dialect, and then sensing the more violent fluctuations in the surrounding formations, he finally put away the longbow, and the Da Yan Jue also stopped Turn around, and then said in a deep voice: "Since you don't want to leave first, then let's retreat first and go."

As the longbow magic weapon was put away, the poisonous snake-like feeling in my heart finally disappeared, and Fang Yan also breathed a sigh of relief, but when he heard the man's next words, he sneered in his heart, and then said again: "This is not good. Well, senior, you can leave, but there is always one person left to accompany me, so I don't feel at ease."

It sounds like polite words between friends, but it means that everyone around knows that the dialect is pulling a hostage-like existence to protect themselves.

If several people withdraw from the threat range of the formation, the dialect will not become a living target, let the other party do what they want, dialect will not let this happen, it's just that a monk in the early stage of distraction wants to take a monk in the middle stage of distraction Being a hostage seems a bit unreliable.

"Okay, I'll stay. Fellow Daoists, you should retreat first." Sheng Jie's voice sounded.

This time the dialect didn't object again, just looked at Sheng Jie who was speaking, and nodded in agreement.

Several middle-stage monks who were distracted looked at each other, and then Taoist Lone Eagle, Taoist An Xiong, and Taoist Zhou Hao slowly urged their movements, and flew out towards the periphery of the formation. I am worried about the big formation originally arranged by myself and others.

"Boy, I have to say, I have to admire your courage. What are you going to do when you come down? Hold me here to practice? Waiting to be promoted to the middle stage of distraction?" Seeing several companions leave, Sheng Jie looked at the dialect and said, There was no lack of sarcasm in the words, making a monk who was distracted from the early juniors repeatedly tease, the anger in Sheng Jie's heart can be imagined.

"The few of you are quite courageous. With the cultivation base of the middle stage of distraction, few people in the entire Xuanlan domain would dare to hunt down and kill the core disciples of the Tianxingzong."

"Core disciple? You?" Sheng Jie paused slightly when he heard the words, and then laughed a few times: "Do you think that the name of a core disciple can scare others, boy, in the world of cultivation, strength is always the most important thing .”

(End of this chapter)