Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 990 has been prepared
When the dialect under the power of the formation was bombarded by this power, it seemed that it was also damaged. A crack suddenly appeared in the solid defense, and dozens of ghosts rushed into it in an instant. In the end, he was still obliterated by the sharp lightning powers urged by the dialect, but it made Guiyinzi, who had been paying attention, show a hint of satisfaction.

Guiyinzi, who was shrouded in the black mist, did not notice that a strange smile flashed across the face of the dialect shrouded in the power of the formation below, and Guiyinzi, who was aware that the dialect was already showing signs of fatigue, immediately activated the exercises again. , the target is naturally his important magic weapon, the Ghost Face Banner. In an instant, Guiyinzi's laughter sounded. Although it was extremely ugly, others could hear Guiyinzi's joy at the moment: "It really is."

Guiyinzi did not say clearly that the two distracted monks, He Bailing and the ancestor of the Hua family, knew that Guiyinzi's previous plan must have achieved results, so they did not speak at the moment, but each turned towards the three Nascent Soul monks behind him It was transmitted that a spirit consciousness disappeared, and in an instant, the fluctuations of the surrounding formation became a little tighter. The two distracted monks did not slack off, and also poured mana into the formation flag in their hands. There was a lot of grievances, and there were countless connections with that difficult comrade of the Great Soul Sect. Naturally, they all wanted to kill them quickly to avoid future troubles.

It's just that the power of the formation is wave after wave, and every time I feel that the endless ghosts and spirits should engulf the opponent, it seems that they have already hit the opponent's side several times, but there is no time to delay , was blocked by a sudden power from the opponent, and half an hour passed in an instant, the dialect was like a rock, it seemed to be always submerged by the waves, but it could always stand still after the waves receded.

It seems that the progress of Guiyinzi over there is not as smooth as he showed before. It is just to take back the magic weapon that originally belonged to him, but he has not succeeded for so long. I don’t have this idea anymore. If there is, it’s impossible to put dialects in such danger. He Bailing and the patriarch of Hua family, who have never personally experienced the methods of dialect banning, can’t help asking questions. Could it be that they have just stepped into the century of distraction? The strength of the dialect is so powerful?

"Guiyinzi, it's better to make a decision earlier. If this goes on for another quarter of an hour, the consumption will not be much less." He Bailing, who had flashed many thoughts, could not help sending a message of spiritual consciousness to Guiyinzi.

He Bailing's tone didn't change much, he was still very calm, he just had some doubts in his heart, he didn't have any doubts about himself and the others who won in the end, not to mention other things, what was mobilized at this moment was just the power of the formation, the few points The ancestors of the Hua family may not know about this formation, but He Bailing knows it well. If Guiyinzi is willing to consume it, he can activate a higher level of power. Looking at the current situation, it is enough to kill the spirit of the younger generation.

He Bailing's message was just a reminder to Guiyinzi that instead of being so deadlocked, it's better to activate the greater power of the formation earlier.

Hearing He Bailing's message, Guiyinzi shook his head: "Fellow Daoist, wait for a while, he will not be able to hold on anymore, maybe in a few breaths, just pay attention to the hidden magic weapon in his hand later, There is also a Taoist power."

It's not that Guiyinzi didn't want to kill the dialect earlier, but that He Bailing's thinking of the consumption of the formation was too simple, urging a higher level of power, even if it was only a few short breaths, it was not what he said It's easy, urging a greater power is really depleting too much, it's far from being killed by the dialect urging the thunder system to kill some ghosts and ghosts. Guiyinzi can't use the distracted early-stage monks who can be drowned, but Guiyinzi won't talk too much about this kind of thing, even if he is as close as a crane and Bailing.

Hearing Guiyinzi's words, He Bailing didn't speak any more, but once again urged the formation flag in his hand, and refocused his attention on the dialect over there that was shrouded in the power of the formation.

Neither of the two distracted monks thought about whether they would be able to kill the dialects that seemed to be crumbling and might not be able to support at any time by urging more power, and they didn't find the dialects that seemed to be crumbling. In a quarter of an hour, in fact, there was no damage at all, everything was just a situation.

For a moment, Dialect was simply verifying one of his conjectures. After a series of actions, he even staged a scene that was almost unbearable. Finally, Dialect saw Guiyinzi's plan. At least for now, Guiyinzi He valued the magic weapon of the Ghost Face Banner very much, and he wanted to take it back so eagerly, perhaps because he was worried that he would completely wipe out the imprint of his spiritual consciousness, or he was worried that he would throw all his eggs in one basket and simply destroy this magic weapon.

But the power of the surrounding formations is higher and higher, Guiyinzi's real goal is not to kill himself, or the primary goal is not to kill himself, but to let himself relax the imprint of the divine consciousness in the ghost face banner At the same time as he took out the aura of the thunderbolt several times, Guiyinzi tried several times to use the power of the big array to seize control of this magic weapon. Without the power of the thunder element, only Relying on the formation rune to seal it, it was almost impossible to resist Guiyinzi being snatched away by him.

Realizing such a situation, Fang Yan sneered, worrying that he couldn't find a chance, so he sent it to his door.

In an instant, there were two rattles, and Guiyinzi shouted, and the monks around found a black light coming out from the dialect that was shrouded in the power of the formation. To gather this black light back again, but the ghosts around are still rushing to kill, and here there is Gui Yinzi, a mid-stage monk who is distracted, who keeps urging his skills to compete, and finally the black light is still Chang Huan went towards Guiyinzi's figure.

This is the magic weapon that Guiyinzi has been thinking about all the time. Even if a thought flashes through the patriarch of He Bailinghua's family, in such a situation, he will be able to get it right away. , directly urging the magic weapon to bombard and kill.

Although it is just a rumor, the dialect can kill the early monks in the middle stage of distraction. They have high-level magic weapons. I don’t know how many high-level exercises there are, but at least one magic weapon can stimulate the power of Taoism, and there is also a distraction. The physical body of a mid-term cultivator is no worse than a top-level middle-grade spiritual weapon. Seeing the situation in front of them, the eyes of the two people are also a little brighter, especially the ancestor of the Hua family. Being able to share the harvest equally with the two distracted mid-stage monks, and to avenge the killing of his proud younger generation, he behaved even more joyfully.

"En?" The two who were staring at the movement between Guiyinzi and the dialect made a questioning sound almost at the same time. Then it became very fast, and turned into a stream of light and flew towards Guiyinzi. If it was just like this, it would be fine, it was originally Guiyinzi's magic weapon, and it should have been like this after he regained control.

What made the two of them question was that Fang Yan's figure also followed the black light and fled towards Guiyinzi. Could it be that he still wanted to take it back from Guiyinzi?The two who flashed this thought shook their heads. Although it didn't take long for Guiyinzi to step into the middle stage of distraction, the reputation he gained was far from comparable to that of Qiu Lanzi, especially at the moment when he was still in the formation that Guiyinzi didn't arrange. In the law, it is Cang Dao and here, it is hard to say how much advantage they can gain. The dialect is only a distinction between the early stage monks, even if they have some means in their hands and the power of Taoism, it is absolutely impossible to gain the upper hand here again. Even if he blew himself up on the body of that mid-distraction cultivator.

Just as the two of them expected, in an instant, the black light was about to fall into Guiyinzi's hands, but at this moment, a flash of power suddenly appeared, and it went straight to kill Guiyinzi.

"Hmph, I know you have the power of Taoism. I've been waiting for a long time. Let me see what kind of method actually makes Qiu Lanzi helpless."

(End of this chapter)