Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 874 Demon Venerable
"Huh?" Daoist Qi Yang's dialect showed a bit of surprise, and they didn't say anything more. They both flew out of the defensive formation and looked at the large formation outside Tongling Peak. In recent years, the situation has become much calmer. At this moment, the big formation trembled, as if a huge force was brewing, as if it wanted to break through the big formation.

Although he can feel the abnormal activity of the Qiankun Pot in his body at this moment, Dialect can be sure that the large fluctuations this time are not caused by the many fluctuations in the past ten years, but because he himself activated the Qiankun Pot. This time it has nothing to do with his own Qiankun Pot. The activity of the Qiankun Pot only appeared after the flash of the big wave.

Today's dialect is no longer comparable to that of decades ago. After finally merging the many formation runes that I realized into three almost original existences, the formation and the mystery of this large formation outside Tongling Peak , Fang Yan had a deeper understanding, and at this moment when he cast his eyes on the big formation, Fang Yan could see it more clearly than Taoist Qi Yang beside him.

Although he couldn't really go deep into it, Dialect was still vaguely aware that the mountain of flesh and blood he had seen before was constantly impacting on this forbidden formation, but his strength seemed not enough for him to break through it. For a while, it felt like a desperate person was fighting for his life, but what could make an existence like that mountain of flesh and blood produce such a behavior?In the blink of an eye, the dialect remembered the light that kept obliterating the breath of will in the mountain of flesh and blood, which also allowed his Qiankun Pot to have the existence of the sixth portal.

In an instant, thousands of thoughts turned in Fang Yan's mind. Unless all the will and breath in that mountain of flesh and blood were wiped out, leaving only pure energy, Fang Yan would never dare to provoke him easily, but if he could still do the same It's the same every time, but I am very willing to use the power of the Qiankun Pot to collect a little more fairy breath. With my current strength, I may be able to collect more.

Thinking about the dialect in his heart, he felt that there were breaths flashing around him. Not only he and Taoist Qi Yang noticed the movement, but other monks around, including everyone in Moyuanling, were aware of the movement here in an instant. Suddenly, hundreds of figures fell outside Tongling Peak, all of them were existences like Taoist Qi Yang from various sects, and they were also paying attention to the sudden movement of the Tongling Peak formation.

All the people who were observing by themselves suddenly felt a tremor again, but it came from the large formation at the foot of Moyuan Ridge that blocked the passage of the Black Demon Realm.

"It seems that another demon is about to attack. I guess the rank is not low. Dialect, you can stay here. Your means of formation should be used. Remember to be safe."

After leaving a word of concern, Taoist Qi Yang ignored the movement here, and fled away.

Just as Taoist Qi Yang disappeared, the voice of Taoist Soul, the ancestor, sounded: "Go back, the devil of the Black Demon Realm is attacking the ban, go to guard immediately, don't worry here."

With the words of the ancestor, and hearing the devil's attack again, many distracted monks immediately got up and left, but after a while, there were only a few people left outside the Tongling Peak formation. In addition, there are Zhu Pozi and Bai Qingzi, several formation masters.

Seeing the rest of the people, Fang Yan knew that they had just received the message from the soul Taoist just like him. As mentioned by Taoist Qi Yang when he was parting, the message from the soul Taoist asked him to stay with him to maintain the spiritual consciousness outside Tongling Peak. This block formation, the fluctuations of the formation this time, don't seem to be as easy as the soul Taoist said, otherwise the ancestor, the soul Taoist, would not be so solemn.

The soul Taoist didn't give the order for a while, and Fang Yan didn't even know where this ancestor was observing here at the moment, and ignored the movement of the few people over there. All kinds of fluctuations and movements, and all kinds of guesses are still being made in my heart.

"All of you retreat too, Fang Yan stays." Fifteen minutes later, the voice of Taoist Soul rang out again, but he also dismissed Mrs. Zhu and the others, leaving Fang Yan alone.

Today's people have no objection to such a decision of the soul Taoist. Although they are very jealous that the dialect can be valued so much by the ancestor of the soul Taoist, the formation of the dialect is far superior to them, but it has already been verified. Yes, after hearing the order from the soul Taoist, several people who were proficient in the formation just bowed their hands to the sky and left one after another.

"Fang Yan, I still need you to guard here for a while." After a while, Fang Yan received the spiritual consciousness message from the soul Taoist again.

"Senior Hun, what's the trouble?" Dialect has no objection to guarding this place. Everyone is doing it for the safety of the Xuanlan Realm. I am here, so I can't stay out of it, but I have to inquire about what I should inquire about. .

"Don't think too much, just keep guarding. Now Zhandi and I are trying our best to suppress the blockade formation at the passage of the Black Demon Realm. It seems that some demon heads above the Demon Lord are bombarding the formation. Maybe they have nothing to do with this blockade. It may not be certain that there is some connection between the existence of your body, but you don't have to worry too much. Although the current big wave is violent, it will not be blasted open like before. With your current strength, it is enough to deal with it. If there is a change, I'll be right there, too."

Above the Demon Lord?Fang Yan's heart shuddered slightly. Fang Yan had a personal experience of the power of the Demon Lord. Now that the soul Taoists are so solemn, they must not be those low-level Demon Lords. Could it be an existence that can be compared with the middle stage or even a few ancestors?
Various thoughts flashed in his mind, Fang Yan also knew that in the face of such an existence, his own fighting and fighting is still weaker, far less effective than his own formation method, so he immediately replied: "Senior, don't worry, this junior will definitely do his best."

"Okay, take these pills, don't be stingy in an emergency." After the last sentence, the soul Taoist's aura disappeared, and two jade bottles suddenly appeared in the void, shooting at Fang Yan.

Seeing the soul Taoist giving him the elixir again, Fang Yan felt a little happy in his heart. The elixir of such an ancestor figure can no longer be explained by rank. The last time I was besieged by three mid-stage monks who were distracted, although I won in the end, but He also suffered serious injuries. If he retreated and cultivated by himself, it would be difficult for him to recover within a few years or even longer, but it was only a little more than a month, and less than a year in the Senran scroll. He recovered as before, and even improved his cultivation level a bit.

Copying the two jade bottles into his hands, dialect just scanned them slightly, and realized that they were pills to supplement the mana of the spiritual consciousness. He put them away with a flip of his hand, and stared at the large formation outside the Tongling Peak with the spiritual consciousness again. .

After a while, the dialect no longer just stared at it, and started to use the hand formula with both hands. After each hand formula, the runes flowed like clouds and flowing water, and moved towards the turbulent formation. I wanted to use these runes to find out what was going on in the formation, but I didn't know what the effect would be.

In the very depths of Moyuan Ridge, outside the passage of the Dark Demon Realm, a group of monks are far less relaxed than the dialect. Right in front of them, the originally solid sealing formation is making violent movements, which is the soul Taoist battle. The two patriarchs of the Emperor have activated their skills, but there is still such a movement. Except for a few times when the Demon Lord wants to cross the border, there has never been such a scene. Could it be that there is another Demon Lord appearing?

After a while, the fluctuations slowed down a bit, but the faces of the two ancestors, Soul Daoist and Zhandi, were not at all relaxed, but more solemn. After a short pause, the Soul Taoist said to many monks: "Go back and tell your juniors, Be ready to fight at any time, the side of the Black Demon Realm should be conducting a demon sacrifice, I am afraid this time the big formation will be blasted open again, the one above the Demon Lord and the Emperor Zhan will take care of it, and the one below the Demon Emperor will be It's up to you."

Demon festival?Hearing the words of the soul Taoist, the expressions on the faces of the people changed slightly. The art of blood sacrifice is also available in the cultivation world, but the blood sacrifice in the cultivation world cannot be compared with the magic sacrifice in the demon world. The devil is a sacrifice, and no matter how fierce a monk is in the world of comprehension, it is absolutely impossible for him to commit such an act. The blood sacrifice of many descendants by the blood emperor back then was already a shocking act, and he was actually no different from the devil at that time. There are too many differences, but perhaps this is the only way to blast this forbidden formation out of a passage that allows the Demon Lord to pass through.

Is there really a demon coming?Facing the Demon Lord, the presence of the Lord of the Black Demon Realm, even mid-stage monks who were distracted like Taoist Qi Yang, didn't dare to underestimate them, and immediately rushed towards the various sects' residences.

(End of this chapter)