Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 900
At this moment, it has been nearly a month since Dialect was trapped in this prison, and the horned horse Shiyan has been by his side for ten days. On this day, the eighth-level monster finally took another clone with a seventh-level aura. The body was retracted into the main body, and the aura was no longer erratic, and became more and more solid.

The horned horse who had collected the body of the clone did not stop, and then his body moved slightly. A halo flashed in front of him, and a ray of magic weapon flashed. The magic weapon that was re-closed had been submerged two days ago. The interstellar soul-breaking axe that had disappeared from the body of the wildebeest horse Shiyan appeared again, and the wildebeest horse Shiyan didn't say anything, and then activated an unknown formula, and Dao Daowei could rush towards the magic weapon in front of him After passing by, Fang Yan vaguely sensed that it seemed to be re-cultivating this high-grade spiritual weapon.

"Get up." After a long time, as the wildebeest shouted, the power of the interstellar soul-breaking axe floating in front of it suddenly flashed. It was not a way of killing, but several breaths entered the surrounding formation , had a slight fit with the surrounding formations, but after a short while, a faint space fluctuation flashed out, it turned out that this magic weapon still has such effects.

Aware of this passage, Dialect has no doubts about the identity of Horned Mashyan's guardian spirit beast, and has a lot more confidence in leaving here.

"Let's go, let's get out of here first." Without stopping for a moment, the horned horse Shiyan just probed behind the space fluctuation, and even shouted at the dialect, but he didn't know what it had detected, whether it had found the identity The breath of a mid-god monk.

The dialect that was thinking in his heart did not dare to relax a bit, and urged the star burial robe to protect himself tightly, followed the wildebeest Shiyan, and stepped into this space channel. After a short while, the space channel disappeared. The tranquility of tens of thousands of years has also been restored in the prison of the forbidden formation, and there is no trace of monks and monsters.

Not long after the dialect and the wildebeest horse Shiyan left the prison, a figure flashed outside the prison again. The mid-stage cultivator, but the distracted mid-stage cultivator at this moment, his face is a little more tired, as if he is seriously depleting his mana and consciousness, the cultivator who just flashed out of his figure immediately took out a token and urged it to move. Spiritual consciousness penetrated into the token.

A moment later, the mid-stage monk who had withdrawn his consciousness showed surprise on his face: "What's the matter, he disappeared? How could he escape from the predicament as a monk at the early stage of distraction? The power of restraint is distraction. In the mid-term, I dare not say that I can deal with it easily. Could it be because of the top-grade spiritual weapon defense magic weapon on him? No, even the top-grade spiritual weapon magic weapon can only deal with the power of the big formation, so how can it escape from the big formation. "

The mid-stage monk who was distracted in amazement still seemed to be a little disbelieving in his investigation just now, and once again penetrated his consciousness into the token, but after a while, the result remained the same.

Look at the token in his hand, and look at the gate of the Prison Formation in front of him. After all, he still didn't choose to step in. With a sudden stomp, the distracted middle-stage cultivator walked away from here: "At the entrance of the cave, There are no fluctuations in the several large formations, and they must still be in this secret cave. As long as I completely control this secret cave, no matter where you go, no matter how you escape from the forbidden formation, it doesn't matter. "The sternness in his tone is not concealed at all, but I don't know if he really has such confidence in his heart.

It turned out that this middle-stage monk sensed the spatial fluctuations of the prison formation just now, but he did not really control the formation as expected in the dialect, but used the token in his hand to control the formation. The array has a little control, otherwise he would not have known that when he sent the dialect into it, there were monster horned horses above the eighth rank in the prison array.

After a few moments, the great monk in the middle stage of distraction appeared in front of the haze. It was not at all different from the lack of aura in the East Pole Ocean before, but here it is rich in aura. Compared with the inside, but also much richer than the inside of those small and medium sects.

And the haze in front of the middle-stage monk is actually the same as the one behind him. It is a large formation of power. This monk in the middle-stage distraction has a strong feeling that the key to the secret realm of the cave is in front of this haze. In the big formation, as long as he can break through this formation and enter it, he will have great confidence in truly controlling this unknown cave secret realm.

It's just that in the face of this large formation, the token that was invincible after entering this cave secret realm has no previous effect. As soon as he fell into shape, he activated several hand formulas, and then the various arrangements he had made during this period of time flashed aura, and invaded the hazy formation one by one.

As these breaths invaded the hazy formation, the monk sighed slightly: "It's a pity that the power of this large formation is so powerful. It's been a month, and it's only a little bit of detection. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it will take a while It may take ten or hundreds of years to break through, if I had known this, I should have taken down that early-stage distracted junior first, so how could I let him find a chance to escape from that restricted formation." In the final analysis, For a high-grade spiritual weapon, this mid-distraction cultivator still values ​​it very much, but he believes that the other party is still in the cave, so the feeling of being out of control is not much better after all.

However, a middle-stage monk in distraction is a great monk in the middle stage of distraction. He only regretted for a moment, and then he regained his composure. Probe into it.

Suddenly, the expression on the monk's face in the middle stage of distraction moved slightly. Right in front of his eyes, the wisps of breath that should have invaded the formation were bounced back, and none of them could invade it. The suspicious monk immediately urged He moved his spiritual sense to sense the surroundings, but within a short time, he withdrew his divine sense, with a look of surprise on his face: "Well? How could this be so? I have already put formation runes into it before. Although it didn't penetrate much, it also It fits with the big formation, but it takes only a moment of effort, how can it all be washed away."

As he spoke, he typed out various hand formulas in his hand, and after a while, a series of array runes were condensed, and as his hands moved slightly, they rushed towards the hazy formation.

With a few crisp sounds, a series of runes were smashed into scattered streamers by an unknown power in an instant.

"En?" The monk in the middle stage of distraction was stunned, and immediately stopped the exercises, but after mobilizing the defensive magic weapon, he released his consciousness to scan around.

There was only a crack in the faint and hazy formation, and a unparalleled power suddenly flashed, beheading the distracted mid-stage monk outside it, without the slightest courtesy.

Aware of the shocking momentum of this power, the mid-stage monk who was distracted immediately sacrificed his favorite magic weapon to meet this unparalleled power.

A square plate and a large axe directly touched one place, causing earth-shattering fluctuations, but these powers could not damage the surrounding formations at all, and the fluctuations touching the formations were like water touching a sponge. Before there was a wave, it was wiped out by the big formation.

What surprised the great cultivator in the middle stage of distraction was that he realized that his magic weapon was already at a disadvantage, and was still being attacked by the opponent's power. In an instant, he also noticed the breath of the big axe , a high-grade spiritual weapon, another high-grade spiritual weapon, but this high-grade spiritual weapon is not comparable to the one in the hands of the previous early-stage monk of distraction, or the owner of this magic weapon is not comparable to that of the previous early-stage monk of distraction, This power actually flashed out from the hazy formation, could it be that other people also entered here, but I didn't realize it?With such a method and such a magic weapon, who are they? Could it be those disciples of the great sect?
Countless thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant, and while urging the magic weapon to resist the killing power, the mid-stage monk yelled angrily at the surroundings: "Who is doing such a stealthy thing?" Can't lose.

(End of this chapter)