Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 894 Can't escape

For the monk in front of him, Fang Yan paid more and more attention to him. He had followed him through four large formations in a row, all of which were one of the sixteen formations on the Zilang Stone Wall. Fang Yan had already understood these formations. They can find the center of the formation smoothly, then control the formation, and then find the exit of the formation, but every time the monk will appear at the exit before the dialect, once may be luck, and twice may be a coincidence, but it continues like this , even if there was still some suspicion in the dialect before, it is clear now that the monk has something to rely on.

In this way, Dialect didn't even have the idea of ​​provoking the other party. Now I came to find Xingji Jingtie, not to fight with others. Although I accidentally discovered that these large formations may be related to Xingji Sect, Dialect didn't explore it for the time being. Deeper thoughts, Yan Yan just followed behind the other party all the way, and the one in front didn't seem to have any intention of staying for a moment, and went straight through the big formations.

Once again carefully stepping out of the big formation exit, Dialect was about to investigate the formation like the previous few times, wanting to find the center of the formation, suddenly his heart trembled, and the dialect, noticing a slight change, did not stop at all, even if he put himself The defense is mobilized.

Originally, Dialect was also guarding against the power of the big formation, but this time it seemed that not only the power of the previous formation was coming towards him, but also a more fierce aura was caught in it and enveloped him. He didn't panic, he had experienced this kind of thing many times, and activated the power of the Star Burial Robe, as well as the Fanjue body training technique, and Fang Yan met the attack of this power.

After a bang and a fight, Fang Yan used the Star Burial Robe to block the fierce bombardment, stood still, and looked into the distance.A monk's breath appeared there.

Seeing the figure over there, whether it was the previous cultivator or who it was, Fang Yan could only smile wryly in his heart, and hid all the way, but was finally found by the other party.

When Dialect saw the other party, the cultivator on the opposite side naturally also saw Dialect: "Huh? It's you?" It was obvious that he also recognized Dialect during the words.

The man's voice fell, and the dialect immediately said: "What a coincidence, I ran into a fellow Taoist here."

It was obviously nonsense, but the other party didn't point it out, just said: "It's a coincidence, I always noticed a flash of breath along the way, but I didn't expect it to be a junior like you."

Hearing the other party call himself a junior, Fang Yan was not at all unhappy. Fang Yan wished that the other party would despise him, but before Fang Yan spoke again, his expression suddenly changed again. The monk's face was no longer as calm as before, it became extremely cold, and with a raised hand, a long reddish-brown veil suddenly shot out towards the dialect, bursts of evil spirit immediately appeared, The dialect was instantly enveloped around it.

Fang Yan immediately sensed the evil spirit of blood rushing towards him. If his mind was unsteady, many flaws would be exposed in just this one moment, but Fang Yan was not affected. The evil spirit attacked and killed, and after refining the remaining aura of the blood emperor, it was difficult for the blood evil spirit to shake Fang Yan's mind, but it was just a little troublesome. , the killing intent at this moment is full, clearly wanting to trap and kill himself, urging the magic weapon to resist himself, and at the same time shouting: "Fellow Daoist, what is the meaning of this? You made an oath back then."

"Oath? Haha, if it was just Xingji Iron, you would have collected it, but now you have followed me into this room without knowing life or death. Even if you have broken the oath, you don't want to leave alive again, but you have some means. It's not affected by the blood gauze, I don't know what kind of magic weapon it is." Hearing the words in the dialect, the monk laughed a few times.

He changed his face so quickly and then launched a violent bombardment. Obviously, this monk is also a generation who has experienced killing. The previous few greetings were just to numb the dialect. It was because the dialect resisted his first wave of bombardment, but At this moment, the offensive has already been activated, especially after seeing clearly that the person behind him is actually a junior in the early stage of distraction who has dealt with him before. This monk has no extra scruples. His power really wants to kill the dialect here.

Hearing the other party's words, the dialect no longer entangled with the oath. Originally making an oath was an expression of mutual distrust. Now that the other party broke the oath, it was nothing. He just shouted: "If you want to kill me, you have to It is good to have means, but these alone are not enough.”

In the sound of dialect's words, a series of flying swords flashed in front of Fang Yan, and then several sword lights staggered towards the surroundings, and in an instant, the power shrouded beside him was struck by the unparalleled sword light of the Dawu sword array A crack opened, but before Fang Yan's figure could move, the crack closed again, and Fang Yan's expression tightened again. This seemed to be more than a simple arrangement, nor did it seem to be the power of a magic weapon to trap and kill, but rather It was as if the opponent had set up a formation.

Thinking about the formation method that this person showed earlier, Fang Yan looked a little more solemn, and then urged Jian Guang to bombard him again, since he couldn't avoid it, Dialect didn't dodge it, and he wasn't without distractions In the mid-term monks fought and fought, not only did they fight, but also killed and captured more than one person. Although those have all kinds of conveniences, although they don’t have those conveniences now, at least they have star burial robes to protect their bodies, even if they don’t mention these , head-on bombardment, he will not be much worse than him.

"Unexpectedly, I underestimated you. This set of sword arrays has the power of a high-grade spiritual weapon. However, in the early stage of differentiation, it is difficult to escape." The monk's voice sounded again, with more confidence than the dialect, and immediately There was also a more violent bombardment coming towards the dialect. This monk not only relied on the previously arranged formation and the somewhat ineffective blood gauze, he also sacrificed the magic weapon of killing and attacking. A flying sword with a gold handle attacked and killed him.

The gold-type flying sword, in terms of sharpness and killing power, is much more powerful than other types of magic weapons. Although it is only a middle-grade spiritual weapon, under the urging of this middle-stage cultivator's sword art, it also exploded. Not inferior to the power of a high-grade spiritual weapon, just a flying sword can hold a confrontation with the dialect's Dawu sword formation, and occasionally break through the dialect's sword formation.

All of a sudden, in the depths of the formation that should have been silent, there were loud bangs that kept ringing out. How could the noise of the two distracted cultivators' killing be so small? It was other means mobilized by the two monks. Obviously, neither of these two monks were sticklers. The means to kill the enemy were good means.

After a while, the unknown cultivator showed surprise on his face. He didn't expect that a mere early-stage distracted junior would be so difficult to deal with. He had already mobilized such an offensive, but he didn't kill him. After a close fight, when did the monks in the early stage of distraction actually have such a level, not only the power of the sword formation is not small, but several sword lights will flash out from time to time to cut through the power of the formation that he has set up, and the defense on his body is also very strong. Extremely domineering.

Although he hadn't realized that the Star Burial Robe was a high-grade spiritual weapon, this mid-distraction cultivator also noticed that the power of the defensive magic weapon on Fang Yan exceeded his expectations, and his sword light had broken through the sword array several times. Cut to the opponent's body, the bombardment with power comparable to the high-grade spirit weapon was actually easily received by the opponent, without even showing much damage, and more importantly, this mid-distracted mid-term was aware of how much it was during this moment of confrontation. The power of the stars fluctuated, as if remembering something, a coldness suddenly appeared on his face.

All of a sudden, Fang Yan noticed that the surrounding situation had changed, the evil spirit that was everywhere before suddenly disappeared without a trace, and even the power of the spell seemed to retreat. Could it be that the other party wants to stop?The dialect that had just had some doubts in his heart suddenly felt a breath lock on him, but the dialect without many restraints was much more solemn than before.

"A high-grade spiritual weapon?"

High-grade spirit weapon?There is actually a high-grade spirit weapon?Fang Yan himself has a star burial robe on his body, and he has seen the magic weapon in the hands of fellow seniors. Fang Yan is far more familiar with the breath of high-grade spiritual weapons than many monks of the same level. I got a high-grade spirit weapon.

(End of this chapter)