Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 849
The moment Taoist Sheng Jie realized that this dark ancient ferocious beast was just the breath of a seventh-order monster, he was killed by another unparalleled sword light, and Taoist Sheng Jie, who couldn't help it any longer, immediately uttered a shout: "Boy, are you going to be insolent just by relying on this little trick?"

"Of course you couldn't do it when you were intact, but now, you have to try it." The steady voice of dialect came along with the bombardment.

"I'll let you know how big the gap is between the early stage of distraction and the middle stage of distraction. Even if you are injured, there is still a gap between heaven and earth. Let me catch you later, even the king of heaven and I will not be able to save you." Hearing the dialect With these words, Taoist Sheng Jie felt suffocated again, but his mouth was still as flamboyant as ever.

"Then you need to pay more attention, maybe you can succeed in detonating that middle-grade spiritual weapon in your hand." The voice of the dialect came over again without lagging behind.

"You?" Being suffocated by the dialect, Taoist Sheng Jie didn't speak anymore. He just urged the wind and cloud stick in his hand to unleash bursts of power, and this seventh-level monster in front of him, is there a flash? The sword light, the knife light, and the imprisonment runes that are still flashing around are fighting together.

It has to be said that Taoist Sheng Jie's publicity has his confidence. The dialect's Dawu sword array sword light has just increased a little bit of killing blade, plus that pitch-black seventh-level monster, in terms of threat power They were not bad, but none of them could break through the impenetrable power of the staff in front of Taoist Sheng Jie.

However, the dialect didn't show a trace of anxiety. No matter how powerful the opponent is, he is only protecting himself now. You must know that there is also the poison of peach miasma and the poison of scorpion obtained from Wu Shiba's body, which is raging in his body. The poison of the scorpion is much more poisonous than the poison of peach miasma. What the dialect does is just wait.

Aware of the attitude of the dialect, Taoist Sheng Jie was depressed for a while, feeling that he was being bullied by dogs. In the past, no matter what kind of attack, how could these attacks be placed on Sheng Jie who was in the middle of distraction? In the eyes of the Taoist, it's just that at the moment, when he forcibly improved his skill to destroy the surrounding formation barriers, his body had a hidden injury, and he has never recovered. At the weakest moment after stepping into the middle stage of distraction, he ushered in a bombardment like a pincer attack from inside and outside.

If Fangyan knew what Taoist Sheng Jie was thinking at this moment, he would definitely shake his head and curse inwardly as an idiot. If he hadn't noticed that his aura had dropped to such a level, how could Fangyan launch a bombardment rashly.

Fang Yan has been waiting for the opportunity to make a move ever since he lured this distracted mid-stage cultivator into his magic weapon space.

What it means to kill a distracted mid-stage cultivator, the dialect is very clear, and the various difficulties he faces are also very clear in the dialect. Yes, it gave him a lot of ties, but he didn't take the initiative to use any other means.

After entering the barren mound, Dialect didn't pay much attention to the idiot captive, but just urged the hidden magic weapon of the Senran Scroll to stand aloof and watch the movements of those people.

As soon as he entered here, Fang Yan knew that this was not the platform where he and the red bald men stood on last time, but Fang Yan didn't care too much about it, and was even a little happy. The black aura has an excellent curative effect on his injuries at the moment, and he has practiced the Fanjue body training technique to the fourth level. Dialect doesn't even need to absorb all the black aura around him. Where the exit from the platform is located.

And this is not the reason why the dialect brought everyone here before. The real reason for the dialect is the dark monster that is currently fighting with Taoist Sheng Jie. Of course, this monster is not a real monster. It's the same, it's the same demonic beast, the difference is that this one is only under the command of the dialect, and its body is the condensed body of the dialect and the red bald who collected a lot of black energy on another platform. That black bead.

A long time ago, according to elder brother Wu Chanming's explanation, Fang Yan practiced those sets of hand formulas of the Wu clan, and practiced these hand formulas. Fang Yan successfully practiced the bone staff that had never been practiced. , At the same time, he also conveniently practiced the black bead as his own, but usually, the black aura emitted by the black bead has no killing power or any other effect. At that time, the dialect was only After casually urging it a few times, he still ignored it.

However, these black auras are of great use in the barren tomb of Wuzu. They have already had the desire to kill the few people who want to kill themselves. He used his breath to cover his whereabouts, and did the sneak attack and bombardment.

It was only after entering this room that Dialect discovered that he could not only cast cold arrows secretly, but also have other choices. The black beads that he had practiced unintentionally before not only allowed him to completely blend in with the surrounding environment, but also had other choices. It has other effects here, but it has another effect here. Just entering here, Fang Yan sensed that there was a will in the black beads, a majestic will of the monster, and the source was the two towering statues , with a slight movement of the mind, the black bead will urge a lot of power, and it can also transform into an ancient hideous beast with a one-horned leopard head just like the black breath outside.

With the dialect discovered in this way, even if he gave up his previous plan of waiting to die, if the three distracted mid-term monks had been fighting together, perhaps the dialect would not have a chance so soon, but the one who followed him first twice in a row The monks were all alone, but they succeeded in consecutive sneak attacks using the dialect of the black beads, and they pushed with all their strength for the second time, and finally did not hesitate to reveal their figure and aura.

The dialect also succeeded again, imprisoning another injured middle-stage monk who was distracted by his magic scroll, but that Taoist Zhou Hao was much more cautious than the previous Taoist Sheng Jie. When he entered, he was injured a bit more than Sheng Jie did at the beginning, but he did not waste his mana like Sheng Jie, and he is still fighting against the surrounding confinement runes in a confinement space, perhaps Waiting for the rescue of the other two is not necessarily.

The dialect didn't expect it, and Zhou Hao probably didn't expect it at the moment. The previous accident caused such a consequence, which became the last straw that broke the camel's camel's back. Killing Sheng Jie's unrefined avatar directly, such an opportunity, how can Fang Yan let it go, and even if he bombards the Taoist Sheng Jie who is devastated by all means, it is exactly Kill you while you are sick.

The loud bangs kept ringing, but this is the space of Senran scroll magic weapon, but it is hard for outsiders to know, even if there is a little fluctuation, it is also covered by the black atmosphere shrouded outside, and the dialect is not at all discovered by the two people on the outside platform , urging the Dawu sword formation, the killing blade blasted and killed the Taoist Sheng Jie who was already sluggish.

Being teased repeatedly by this junior in the early stage of distraction, and now being suppressed by the other party into such an appearance, the Taoist Sheng Jie, who has always been very conceited, almost wanted to vomit blood and died, with two wounds in his body. The poison kept attacking, and several bombardments outside continued.

Could it be that he will fall into the hands of a junior in the early stage of distraction?I don't know when, Taoist Sheng Jie had such a thought in his mind, and he suppressed it just after it flashed, and then a cold expression flashed: "It's just a monk in the early stage of distinguishing the spirit, let me open it."

Fang Yan, who was urging the exercises steadily, suddenly noticed that Taoist Sheng Jie's power had increased greatly, just like when he bombarded the prison space everywhere before, Fang Yan's heart tightened slightly: "Is it really going to be desperate? Hu Taoist!"

Immediately, amidst the twinkling stars, the power of the Star Burial Robe appeared. This time, it was not to defend the dialect, but to cover the space where Taoist Sheng Jie was, or to completely destroy it. As long as the two people outside were not disturbed, If he is a middle-stage monk with distraction, Fang Yan doesn't care about it. What's more, as long as he doesn't self-destruct a high-level magic weapon like suicide, Fang Yan doesn't worry at all.

"The power of the high-grade spiritual weapon is so high?" After the violent fluctuations dissipated, Taoist Sheng Jie's sluggish voice sounded. After saying this, there was another low exclamation, and then there was no more sound.

(End of this chapter)