Chapter 297
As soon as he exited the ancient hall, before the dialect spoke, he felt a repulsive force, not the formation, but the repulsive power of this space to his body.

After a spatial fluctuation, Fang Yan found that he had arrived at the Plain of Dry Silence, and the Jade Talisman of Communication in his body was flashing non-stop.

Dialect looked around, the tower had long since disappeared, and even the black holes on the ground had disappeared. There were a few monks standing around, but there were no figures of Cang Dao and He Lu Nanzi.

Sensing the hostility of many monks around him, Fang Yan immediately urged the streamer wings to flash out. After stopping once, Fang Yan carefully sensed the situation in his body, and the brilliance of the demon oath in his body disappeared as he left the hall. Disappeared, and now has nothing to do with those two people.

I thought it would be very dangerous, but I didn't expect it to be so easy to get out. Since I have no connection with those two, I will have no problem finding a few older brothers and Yao Guang. Dialect took out the communication talisman and confirmed After leaving their position, less than a hundred miles away from me, I stopped urging the streamer wings. After sending a message, I urged a flying sword to rush towards them. Now the dialect can be seen. Including a few old brothers, they are nothing more than ants in the eyes of those two. The reason why Cang Daoyu made things difficult for himself and others before was probably just to go to that quaint palace, not because he really wanted to kill himself and the others. , although it is only a few strokes to kill it.

Thinking of the dialect here, I can't help but feel a little discouraged. My own survival is the result of others' disdain, but as long as I live, there is hope. Think about the dozen or so pieces of Yunling stones in my Qiankun pot, the spirits and spirits in them. The aura of Shi itself is the guarantee for his further cultivation in the future.

"Fang Yan, are you okay?" Yao Guang greeted him first and asked eagerly.

"It's okay, do you think I seem to have something to do?" Fang Yan said to Yao Guang with a smile.

The four Nascent Soul cultivators also came over, looked up and down Fangyan several times, and they all saw that Fangyan hadn't suffered any injuries, and the injuries on his body were all caused by the pressure of will before.

After chatting for a few words, the dialect realized that they couldn't find the exit door at all in that empty place. It came out half a quarter of an hour earlier than the dialect.

"Fellow daoists, let's get out of here first?" Daoist Jiu Huan said, not only him, but others also noticed that there were a lot of monks around him. From the beginning, they became blatantly sneaky because just now Two golden core breaths.

In fact, these auras have appeared a long time ago. When they were just sent here, they discovered that now they have restrained their auras, but they have attracted coveted people who want to rob property. The four nascent infants I am worried about the safety of the dialect, and I don't want to waste time on them. If I hadn't waited for the dialect, I would have left a long time ago. Now that the dialect is here, naturally I don't have to hesitate anymore.

When leaving, the old man slightly revealed his Nascent Soul aura before stepping onto the star compass.

"Ah, what is that breath?" The many monks around not only gasped.

"Yuanying, that's Yuanying, damn it, who said there's a fat sheep, one-eyed, find me one-eyed." A Jindan cultivator shouted hoarsely in fear, and even sent the Yuanying cultivator As a fat sheep, fortunately, the adults have a lot of people and didn't care about me. Otherwise, even if these dozens of people passed by, it would not be enough for others to wipe them out with a single finger.

The instigator of all this, the old man Dang Yangzi, hadn't thought about these things for a long time, and he just did it casually just now. At this moment, he was leaning next to Fang Yan, sending a message quietly, asking Fang Yan for something.

"Huh? Boy, what happened to you again? Why do I feel that your spirit has strengthened a bit." The old man asked in dialect.

The old man, who has been inseparable from the dialect for more than ten years, has watched every progress of the dialect, and can tell at a glance that the dialect has been condensed for a few hours.

"Heh, old man, you have sharp eyes. I have refined a soul of Nascent Soul level."

"What? Nascent Soul-level soul? Where did you get it? No, how could you refine a Nascent Soul-level soul so quickly in such a short period of time." The old man asked in surprise. Nascent Soul monks also have great effects, let alone a mid-Golden Core monk who speaks in dialect.

Dialect admires the judgment of Nascent Soul monks very much. He really did not refine a soul of Nascent Soul level. In fact, he only refined one-tenth of it. This tenth, if it wasn't consumed like a puppet, I wouldn't be able to refine it myself.

"That's right, I only refined a small part, and most of it was spent on Yin Shen Taoist." As he spoke, Fang Yan recounted the experience of himself and Yao Guang meeting Yin Shen Taoist before.

"So that's how it is. The Yin Shen Taoist didn't follow his good intentions from the beginning. Fortunately, you have the Soul Devouring Formation, otherwise you would have been tricked by the Yin Shen Taoist this time, Feng Yuanzong." The old man said bitterly. It was the first time for dialect to see the old man bear a grudge against someone so seriously.

"Okay, let's not mention this, he didn't get any benefits this time, it's better that we got at least one magic weapon."

"Actually, the little girl gained the most." The old man sighed, magic weapons and so on are foreign objects, and his own cultivation is the root.

Fang Yan nodded, the empty pill is one step away, I don't know how many monks are stuck here, trying to find all kinds of pills and spirits to increase the chance of pill formation, Fang Yan himself has made a lot of preparations, and in the end he almost fell in his heart Under the demon, Yao Guang succeeded in forming a pill without knowing it.

"Brothers, I got some spirit stones in the Soul Locking Palace. I don't know if you guys are interested." Fang Yan waved his hand and took out some spirit stones.

"Dialect, put it away, the absorption and refining of Yunling Stone can greatly increase your cultivation, but our cultivation in the secret realm of the cave is not much worse than this, but your cultivation is still low now, absorbing Yunling Stone is better than directly absorbing spiritual energy It will come much sooner." Xing Wuwu waved his hand and said.

Dialect smiled: "Brother Xing, don't regret it."

"Huh? Boy, is there something wrong with this Yunling Stone?" As soon as the dialect's words came out, everyone around knew that this Yunlingling Stone was definitely not an ordinary Yunlingling Stone.

"Brothers, I took this spirit stone from the Soul Locking Palace. According to my analysis, it should contain the soul of a high-level monster, no lower than the sixth level."

The old man who just heard the dialect refining a Nascent Soul's soul was worth his eyes. The sixth-level monsters are easy to kill, but it is difficult to obtain the soul. Even if it is a low-level monk or the soul of a monster, it is not The ones that are so easy to obtain are often those whose bodies are not dead, and the spirits are forgotten first. In the cultivation market, there are only people who trade the bodies of monsters, and very few people trade spirits.

"Really?" Not only the old man, Xing Wuwu, Master Jiuhuan, and Daoist Huanyue all showed joy.

"Of course, how could I make fun of this kind of thing." Fang Yan reached out and took out a few pieces of Yun Lingshi and handed them to the elder brothers.

"Dialect, this thing is too precious, it's inappropriate for us to take it." Jiu Huan probed, and finally confirmed that the restriction on it must be the soul-locking restriction, but he declined.

"Brother Jiu Huan, what did you say? The brothers almost suffered a catastrophe because of Yao Guang's affairs. This is what they deserve."

"Dialect, it's not what you said. It's our own decision to go out to explore. Even if you didn't bring Friends Ji Xiaodao here, or someone else has that square card, we will probably come. Besides, we have I have obtained at least a medium-grade or even a high-grade spiritual weapon, even if it is worth the risk." Jiu Huan continued.

"Fellow Jiuhuan, let me see it this way. From the looks of it, there are quite a few spirit stones in Fang Yan's hand, and you and I both need this thing. Why don't we just exchange it with this kid, and don't let him It’s a loss.” Xing Wuwu also said after searching over and over again.

"That's fine too."

(End of this chapter)

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