Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 851
At this moment, the voice of the dialect also came into Hu Taoist's consciousness: "Defend with all your strength."

Without a moment's hesitation, the starlight fluctuations immediately appeared a dense scroll, and in an instant, the power of the star burial robe enveloped the entire surroundings.

"Boy" and "An Gan" yelled continuously, mixed indistinctly, and Daoist Hu could hear the anger in it, and immediately froze, a killing force rushed towards him. Daoist Hu is no stranger to this aura. He had already penetrated his talisman once before, and even Daoist Hu had lingering fears about the power of annihilation. I have pushed the power of the magic weapon of the body to the extreme, and I hope that the dialect will not cause too much harm.

But same as last time, even worse, this force of annihilation once again penetrated the defense of the Star Burial Robe, and hit the dialect's body directly. Before Hu Taoist had time to pay attention to the situation of the dialect, he felt the black air outside again. A burst of earth-shattering fluctuations suddenly flashed, which was much more powerful than the previous fight between the people and the monster. Daoist Hu, who knew it in his heart, immediately collected his mind and urged his own magic weapon with his whole body.

The violent fluctuations hit the star burial robe wave after wave like raging waves in an instant. Although the Senran scroll is in the void between the virtual and the real, it is difficult to avoid such bombarding fluctuations. Hu Daoren also felt dizzy for a while.

I don't know how long it took before the turbulent movement finally subsided, and Daoist Hu, who was suppressing the discomfort in his body, raised his eyes and noticed that the outside platform was much calmer, and the original churning black air It also began to slow down. As for the two distracted mid-stage monks and the illusionary monsters they were fighting with, they have long since disappeared, and the figure that flashed out just now should have disappeared.

Regardless of carefully exploring the details outside, just for a moment, Daoist Hu put away his consciousness, turned around and looked at Fangyan, seeing the situation of Dialect, Daoist Hu immediately tensed up, at this moment Fangyan had already put away the Senran scroll, crossed his legs Sitting on the platform, he was urging the exercises, his face was pale, and he was more than ten times heavier than the last time.

Sensing Hu Taoist's observation, a wave of spiritual consciousness came from the dialect, making Hu Taoist calm down.

After receiving the message from the dialect, Daoist Hu felt at ease. Listening to the tone of the dialect, it should not have hurt the root cause. If it was just a physical injury, no matter how serious the injury was, there would be a moment of recovery. Immediately, Daoist Hu concentrated on being a guard Come.

Soon, Taoist Hu discovered that the black air on the outside platform was surrounding him one after another. Those who had experienced it before knew that these black breaths were the key to leaving here. What harm, it seems that it can speed up the restoration of the dialect, and there is no hindrance, allowing them to seep in and quickly pour into the body of the dialect.

Daoist Hu felt that with the continuous influx of these black breaths, Fang Yan's complexion seemed to improve a little, and after a while, Fang Yan took the initiative to absorb these black breaths.

Seeing the dialect healed with peace of mind, Daoist Hu also turned his attention to his surroundings again. Although the dialect signaled that he was fine, he just faced two mid-stage monks who were distracted, and if he made a mistake, he would be doomed.

The surrounding black aura faded away more and more, and the situation on the platform was gradually revealed. The two statues lined up on both sides were awe-inspiring, and two murderous auras rushed towards their faces. It will not affect the dialect that motivates the Fanjue body training technique.

Not long after, Daoist Hu saw two figures appearing from the fading black aura, spread out on the platform, with the dialect at his side, Taoist Hu did not dare to stay away, but just stared at the two figures closely, contemplating them intently After a while, the two figures had no breath, no movement, no life or death, Daoist Hu felt a little more at ease, but he didn't relax at all.

Finally, there was no more black breath on the platform, only two statues stood up, and Fang Yan also stood up with a tired body, greeted Hu Taoist, and walked towards the two human figures over there.

Before he got close, Fang Yan had already shot two bright red streaks into the two flesh bodies, and at the same time, there was a cloud of smoke caught in the sword light and killed them. People are dead or alive, and the dialect at this moment doesn't even have the heart to investigate. It's just a powerful bombardment mixed with the Dawu Sword Formation, the Mirage of the Stars, and the Scorpio Poison. Existence, under such a fierce attack, can only fall.

In an instant, several powers entered the two bodies, and a muffled groan sounded suddenly, which seemed to be the voice of the lone eagle Taoist, but unfortunately it was only a groan, and then there was no sound. At this moment, Dialect He and Daoist Hu stood beside the two bodies.

Looking at the two mid-stage monks who were distracted on the ground, after falling, he still left an expression of unwillingness, dialect smiled coldly, and then waved his hands and took the two bodies into his hands, without going to find out what good things they had , then shouted at Taoist Hu: "The passage has been revealed, and it will be closed again soon, let's talk about it after leaving here."

After finishing speaking, Hu Daoist stepped forward towards a dark corridor passage revealed on the side of the platform. After a while, the dialect Hu Taoist stepped out of the platform one by one, stepped into the corridor, turned around and looked, on the platform A black aura flashed out again, and the exit that revealed the corridor had begun to close.

Although they are not on the same platform, the shapes are not much different. They walked up the dark corridor all the way up. Less than a quarter of an hour later, Dialect sensed the aura at the end of the corridor. With a leap, he stepped out of the dark environment and once again I came to the bottom of the three-story high platform where the bones were stored, but the location was not the same as last time, it seemed to be on the other side of the high platform.

On the three-story high platform, the huge monster skeleton that existed forever in ancient times is still quietly lying on the top of the high platform. The majestic coercion is as strong as ever. The central god was no longer hit by the sudden coercion, but only trembled slightly.

Looking at the situation on the high platform, Fang Yan didn't move immediately, and sat down cross-legged under the high platform.

"Dialect, why don't you continue to recover on that platform, wouldn't that black aura be of great benefit to you?" Taoist Hu asked with some doubts.

"It's true that the black breath helps to restore the body, but it's not that great. I can refine a few pills and it won't make much difference. The key is that I don't know the details of the two statues on the platform. How will they appear?" What's the situation, this is the barren tomb of Wuzu, it's better to be careful, and it's not bad here." Fang Yan shook his head and said.

"So that's it, you just need to recover with peace of mind, just leave the other things to me." Daoist Hu solved the doubt in his heart, and didn't say any more, Dang even took on the duty of guarding again.

Soon, under the silent three-story high platform, there was a rare fluctuation of mana, and the dialect had already fallen into the recovery of cultivation.

In the depths of the magic weapon space of the Senran scroll, there is a person who is thinking agitatedly, with a face full of surprise. Of course, it is Zhou Hao, who was seriously injured and trapped in the dialect. With the defense of the Star Burial Robe, the Senran scroll was also greatly impacted, but there was a wave that spread into Zhou Hao's space.

Originally, Taoist Zhou Hao thought it was his companions who rescued him, but after a while, everything returned to calm, and he still did not see the aura of Lone Eagle and An Xiong, nor did he see the slightest movement in the big formation where he was imprisoned. Hao felt a little anxious in his heart. After taking out the communication jade talisman, when he wanted to try his luck and try to send another message, he suddenly found that the flashing spiritual marks of several people were already gray, not just the lonely eagle. Taoist, Taoist An Xiong, and Taoist Sheng Jie who I had been skeptical about before.

The person who was able to kill Lone Eagle An Xiong with a wave of his hands could not possibly be the previously suspected Taoist Sheng Jie, not to mention that Sheng Jie also fell at the same time, Tianxingzong?Sure enough, he offended the high-level monks of the Heavenly Star Sect?Taoist Zhou Hao immediately had such an idea in his mind. After thinking about this, Zhou Hao felt apprehensive in his heart, not knowing what would be waiting for him. If someone told Zhou Hao about his three companions and imprisoned him here, Zhou Hao would not believe him at all.

(End of this chapter)