Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 445
When Xing Wuxin, who was aware of the dialect decision, was about to activate the magic weapon, he heard the dialect's spiritual message, and at the same time found that another figure appeared beside him, which turned out to be the dialect's spiritual pet Chichan. What surprised Xing Wu was that , this spiritual pet is already a sixth-level strength, which is equivalent to a Nascent Soul cultivator. Of course, the sixth level in Xing Wuwu's eyes is still the sixth level with blue stars embedded.

Sensing the sudden flash of Nascent Soul breath, Ye Tianqing's expression changed slightly, but after sensing that it was only a monster in the early stage of Nascent Soul, he immediately felt relieved. What is Ye Tianqing afraid of?

The next moment, Ye Tianqing did not have such a confident look, but a look of surprise flashed, because suddenly an astonishing aura flashed in front of him, an aura that was more powerful than his own full strength flashed in front of him.

Not only Ye Tianqing was surprised, but Xing Wuyi was also surprised. As for the cultivation of dialect, Xing Wuyi had already learned a little from Cang Daoyu. It was less than a hundred years ago. It is already a shocking thing for Jindan to reach the middle stage of Yuanying. Could it be that it has reached the late stage of Yuanying?
In the cultivation world, especially in the cultivation world embedded in the blue star, low-level monks may have the habit of restraining their breath, but Nascent Soul monks rarely activate this kind of practice. I don't use this technique very much, it's really on the embedded blue star, the Nascent Soul cultivator doesn't need to be so cautious at all.

In the Embedded Blue Star, Jindan monks can dominate one side, and Nascent Soul early stage monks are existences in legends. No matter where they go, they are all respected guests. Desperate.

"Ye Tianqing, let me see how you want to kill us today? Are you going to blow up your Nascent Soul?" Dialect let go of his momentum, and then sent back Ye Tianqing's previous words intact.

"Okay, I'd like to see what you, the younger generation, have relied on. In just a few decades, you have developed such a skill." Facing the aura of the late Yuanying stage in dialect, Ye Tianqing was just surprised, and then he regained his composure. Even if the momentum is true, it is certain in just a few decades, and who knows if it may be a bluff.

"As you wish." Fang Yan stretched out his hand, and a series of flying swords came out one after another, forming a sword array in front of Fang Yan.

"Haha, this kid actually forged a set of Dawu Sword Formation. No wonder he has such confidence." Xing Wuwu, who had been a little worried on the other side, saw the dialect offering this set of sword formation, and at the same time saw With Fang Yan's effortless expression, he immediately knew that Fang Yan was not trying to calm himself down, but really had the strength to fight Ye Tianqing, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Xing Wuwu is very clear about the power of this set of sword formations. Although the Jinglei Sword in Dialect's hand is a treasure weapon, it is refined from the Jinglei Tree, and its quality is not inferior to many spiritual weapon materials. Such a sword formation An attack that is enough to unleash a high-grade spiritual weapon, as long as Dialect can continuously urge bombardment, plus the Tao Miasma Armor on his body that has obviously been promoted to a middle-grade spiritual weapon, does Dialect really have the strength of the late Nascent Soul to win? Ye Tianqing, Xing Wuxin can't guarantee it, but self-protection is enough.

As soon as the dialect sword formation came out, Ye Tianqing immediately sensed the extraordinary power in it, the top-grade spiritual weapons, and the entire cultivation world has never seen a few of them, and the few prestigious magic weapons called high-grade spiritual weapons are not worthy of their names. They are all the same as the sword formation in dialect in front of you. Relying on the quality of the magic weapon and the master's cultivation base, it can stimulate the power of a high-grade spiritual weapon, but in fact it is still a middle-grade spiritual weapon.

The magic weapon in Ye Tianqing's hands can also activate such power, and even the halberd in Lu Yuan's hand can barely trigger an attack close to a top-grade spiritual weapon, but when he saw that there was such a powerful magic weapon in Fang Yan's hands, Ye Tianqing Still stunned for a moment, but it was because of the sword array technique in Fang Yan's hands, this sword array was able to urge the treasure-level flying sword to launch an attack close to a high-grade spiritual weapon, Ye Tianqing couldn't help but muttered in his heart.

After the dialect let go of its power, the breath holding technique no longer has any effect. With a glance, Xing Wuwu and Ye Tianqing on the opposite side can clearly sense the breath of the middle-stage Nascent Soul in the dialect's body, but what they feel in front of them is It is the power of the late Nascent Soul, which is indescribably weird.

"Kill." Seeing that the momentum of the sword array in front of Fang Yan is still growing, Ye Tianqing will not wait any longer. Now he can confirm that this little junior in front of him, no matter what he has experienced, can indeed display his Nascent Soul now. The strength of late monks.

Following Ye Tianqing's loud shout, two sword lights, one blue and one red, like two bolts of lightning flashing among the clouds and mist, struck at the sword array in front of Fang Yan who had not yet been activated to the extreme.

Seeing the sword light attack urged by Ye Tianqing, he praised in his heart that the ancestor of the sect was indeed extraordinary, but there was no tension on his face, he just urged the Dawu sword array to fly up and down, blocking high and low, blocking all the opponent's attacks .

Dialect has been cultivated for decades, and with Liu Guangyi, the time spent in Senran Scroll is only a hundred years, which is less than Ye Tianqing in front of him, and the battles he has experienced are much less than Ye Tianqing, but dialect almost every time They are all facing opponents who are stronger than themselves, and even facing the pursuit of over-the-top monks, who have wandered on the verge of life and death for countless times, but their vision is no worse than Ye Tianqing.

Dialect is aware of his strengths and weaknesses, and he is now able to display his strength in the late Nascent Soul stage. Although Ye Tianqing on the opposite side is not a monk in the late Nascent Soul stage, there is only a thin line between them. It is almost impossible to win in a short time. In front of him, he could defeat or even kill Ye Tianqing by using the peach miasma poison, but the dialect is clear, and he absolutely cannot have such a chance.

Flicking his eyes, Fang Yan glanced at another Qing Yunzong Nascent Soul cultivator over there, and his expression changed.

Unexpectedly, before Fangyan could act in the future, Ye Tianqing on the opposite side seemed to have sensed Fangyan's thoughts, or felt the strength of Fangyan. To drift away.

Xing Wuwu's judgment was not wrong. Seeing that the dialect could activate a hundred and eight Dawu sword formations, which could unleash an attack of the level of a Shangping spirit weapon, plus the spirit armor that Lu Yuan had tested on him, Ye Tianqing immediately Knowing that it is impossible to win easily today.

Not only that, once the fight started, Ye Tianqing himself would always worry that Wu Ziniu, who was still meditating and recovering, was in a stalemate with the dialect, but on the other side was Xing Wuwu, who was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and a monster in the early stage of the Nascent Soul. As a spiritual pet, if Wu Ziniu is killed again, Qing Yunzong will not only suffer a great loss of vitality.

"Ye Tianqing, is it true that my cave will come as soon as you say it, and leave as soon as you say it?" Seeing Ye Tianqing's decisiveness, the dialect admired it, but he didn't let it go. Blocking the entrance of the cave, the entire cave will be enveloped in an instant.

Dialect mobilized the flawless jade chess pieces, and arranged the Heavenly Soul Chess Formation in his cave. At the beginning, when Lu Yuan's sneak attack caused Yue'er and Yaoguang's golden cores to shatter, Fang Yan hated only Lu Yuan in his heart, but When he came back, he found that three Nascent Soul cultivators from the Qingyun Sect broke into his cave at the same time, slaughtered members of the Huang surname, and even used formations to trap and kill brother Xing Wuxing. Fang Yan knew that he and the Qingyun Sect had formed an irresolvable hatred .

For the enemy, Dialect has never had extra thoughts. After breaking through the formation, he found a gap and killed the most hated Lu Yuansheng.

It's just that Ye Tianqing's cultivation is so high, how difficult it is to kill him, all the previous efforts were to find an opportunity for Huo Ling to succeed with one blow, but unexpectedly Ye Tianqing was so decisive that he wanted to retreat in an instant. The plan is difficult to realize, and the only way to try it is to immediately arrange the Heavenly Soul Chess Formation.

Not only did the Heavenly Soul Chess Formation be set up, Fang Yan's spiritual consciousness moved, and two Nascent Soul auras flashed around, faintly surrounding Ye Tianqing. , but the fire spirit still didn't use it.

Facing the distracted great cultivator, the puppet slaves and spiritual pets in dialect are not worth mentioning, but facing Ye Tianqing in the middle Nascent Soul stage, although they still can't play a decisive role, they are enough to restrain them.

It would be best if Ye Tianqing could be killed here, but if he couldn't be killed, he would have to pay a huge price.

"Ah, this is it?" Ye Tianqing, who had been calm all this time, finally changed his face after the dialect sacrificed this chess formation. Dozens of fierce souls may not be in Ye Tianqing's eyes, but there is a late Nascent Soul cultivator next to him who is eyeing him. There was even a monster with Nascent Soul aura. Thinking that there was Xing Wuxin that couldn't be ignored, Ye Tianqing suddenly had a thought in his heart. If he got entangled in it, he might really perish.

Ye Tianqing has gone through hundreds of battles and tempered himself. I don't know how many times he has fought to achieve what he is today. He may have despised Dialect before, but at this moment, he did not hesitate at all. The moment he sacrificed the flawless jade chess piece, a blood mist sprayed out, and then Ye Tianqing disappeared.

Blood escape?Dialect instantly sensed Ye Tianqing's exercise just now, but his fear of Ye Tianqing grew a little bit.

Without the slightest hesitation, Dialect immediately put away all the magic weapons around him, and said to Xing Wuwu: "Brother Xing, I'll go back as soon as I go."

The same one dodged and left his cave.

What did the dialect do?Could it be that he went to intercept and kill Ye Tianqing? Xing Wuwu, who stayed alone in the cave, looked at Chi Chan beside him, and couldn't help guessing, but after thinking about it, he shook his head and recovered.

The dialect came back very quickly, within half an hour, Xing Wuwu felt a breath of the cave, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the dialect that had gone and returned.

Seeing Fang Yan's slightly depressed expression, Xing Wuxin said: "Fang Yan, you didn't really go to kill Ye Tianqing, did you?"

It has to be said that Xing Wuwu knows the temper of the dialect very well.

Hearing Xing Wuwu's question, Fang Yan nodded and said: "Brother Xing, I just went to Qing Yunzong, but unfortunately I didn't stop Ye Tianqing, and he fled back to the sect."

Xing Wuwu was startled, his brother was really daring to kill the opponent's sect alone, but considering the power of the previous dialect explosion, it seems that this kind of behavior is not too much.

After looking up and down carefully, Xing Wuwu said: "Fang Yan, it's good to be back, I should have gone with you back then."

In a simple sentence, Dialect heard from it that Brother Xingwu cares about him. The warm dialect in his heart knows that he has made several elder brothers worry that he has been gone for decades, but he did not mention his own experience. He just smiled and said, "Brother Xing, aren't you surprised by my current cultivation? It's not much worse than you." He let go of his aura as if showing off.

Needless to say in dialect, Xing Wuwu has already felt the power and aura of dialect, but he didn't show the slightest surprise, but said a word that was a little surprised in dialect: "Dialect, I still underestimated you after seeing Cang Daoyu. "

Dialect was stunned: "Cang Daoyu?"

Xing Wuwu understood why the dialect had doubts, and said: "A few years ago, Cang Dao and Zeng Jin came back once, and left a message to let you go to the cultivation star Dahunxing where he is. Hmph, fortunately you are safe Come back, if you make any mistakes, even Cang Daoyu is a distracted monk, I will not let him go."

Xing Wuwu's tone was full of dissatisfaction. When the dialect invited him back then, he didn't go with him for various reasons. After going there for decades, several Nascent Soul monks all regretted it. The teleportation array has left the embedded blue star, but in the vast universe, there is no star map, no guidance, it is impossible to find dialects, and the top-grade spirit stones are extremely rare on the embedded blue star, because Jiuhuan Daoist has the support of the sect , It is also difficult to support the cost of interstellar transmission.

Fortunately, Master Jiuhuan knew the relationship between the dialect and the members of the Huang clan, so he could be sure that the dialect was not dead, otherwise they might break into the starry sky.

"Cang Daoyu has actually been here?" Regarding Xing Wuwu's words, dialect did not have the slightest doubt, but regarding Cang Daoyu's arrival, dialect had many doubts in his heart.

Dialect doesn't think that he and Cang Daoyu have too much friendship, and several exchanges are mutually beneficial, but if it weren't for Cang Daoyu, he would not be able to rescue Yaoguang and Yue'er, nor would he be able to see In the real world of self-cultivation, this friendship is carried in their hearts.

"Brother Xing, we'll talk about this later. You need to recover with peace of mind now." Wei Wei thought for a moment, then Fang Yan said, no matter what purpose Cang Dao and he came for, he had to go to the Great Soul Star to talk about it. A distracted monk would definitely not ask for help from himself, it might be more likely to suddenly have a heart on a whim.

Hearing how Fangyan treated Cang Daoyu's invitation, even Xing Wuyi was a little speechless. He couldn't understand Cang Daoyu losing the dialect. of.

After glancing at the dialect, Xing Wuwu didn't say much anymore, and took out the jade bottle that the dialect had given to him before, and said, "Fang Yan, is this a sixth-grade elixir?"

"Brother Xing has good eyesight." Fang Yan flattered Xing Wuyi with a smile.

After hearing the dialect's affirmative answer, Xing Wuxin felt the breath in the bottle carefully, but handed the jade bottle back to the dialect: "Brother, such a precious medicine is a great thing even outside. Well, right now, I don’t know how to spend such a precious pill with such a small loss, so I’ll put it away first, maybe there will be more needs in the future.”

Fang Yan smiled: "Brother Xing, I dare not say anything else, this Heyang Grass Soul Pill, as long as Brother Xing needs it in the future, I will have as much as I want."

These words are not dialect bragging, the current dialect already has enough experience in refining Heyang Grass Soul Pill, as long as there are enough spiritual herbs in the sect, it really takes as much as there is, and it only takes some effort.

After seeing Fangyan take out a few jade vases with his backhand, although Xing Wuyi didn't really believe that Fangyan had as many words as he wanted, he knew that his little brother at least had a lot of high-level pills in his hands right now.

Without any hesitation, Xing Wuwu directly put away the jade bottle, then opened his hands and shouted at the dialect: "You are a little rich man, let me have another bottle."

"Haha, Big Brother Xing will continue." The two jade bottles floated towards Xing Wuxin.

In an instant, Xing Wuxin opened a jade bottle, and a green elixir exuded the real medicinal fragrance of pills. After just taking a sip, Xing Wuxin realized that the depletion in his body had replenished a lot. If it was refined, it would completely replenish it. Not to mention, it might be possible to be more diligent, the body of spiritual cultivation is much more convenient for absorbing pills than ordinary monks.

After swallowing this elixir into his stomach, Xing Wuxin sent out a divine sense: "Dialect, I'll go to recover first, you can go to Xingjizong when you have time, your elixir is also very helpful for Jiu Huan, Tell me about your affairs after I recover, and don't trouble Qing Yunzong before I come out."

Fang Yan saw a flash of light in front of him, Xing Wuwu's eldest brother had already escaped into a magic weapon, and then the magic weapon disappeared through the door, vaguely, Fang Yan could see that the magic weapon was collected in the Demon Locking Tower. that mirror.

With a wave of his hand, Fang Yan captured all the people in Liuguang Wing.

Seeing their boss returning safely, Scar and the others shouted excitedly: "Boss, boss, it really is the boss."

The Huang clan didn't have any scars, and a few people lost their minds, but they also showed high spirits. It was the person in front of him who brought his clan back to the human world from the desolate Dark Demon Realm, and even arranged such a wonderful event for his clan. The land of the cave, after staying in the cultivation world for so long, the Huang family also knows that the cave in front of them is not just a simple residence.

The most excited, it was the four bee beasts that moved up and down. They sensed the breath of the dialect, and they moved up and down, flying around the dialect. It's still the queen bee in his spiritual pet bag, but the transformed queen bee doesn't know how to restrain its breath, and it will inevitably affect everyone after it comes out. With a simple move, the four bee beasts are sent into the spiritual pet bag.

"Brother, are they all gone?" Liu'er looked around, but didn't find any traces of those people before, so she stepped forward and asked.

"Let's go, don't worry, Liu Er." Fang Yan said with a smile, and then remembered something, and immediately a wave of mana, three figures appeared next to him.

"Yaoguang, Yue'er, we're going home."

(End of this chapter)