Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 679
With the continuous deepening, the puzzled expression on the dialect's face became more and more obvious, and the trembling of the Qiankun pot appeared one after another.

The star burial robe on Fang Yan is a high-grade spiritual weapon. Although the Senran Scroll is not sure, it is definitely a high-level product among the middle-grade spiritual weapons, and it may not be a high-grade spiritual weapon. , but the dialect can also grasp the power of these two magic weapons, and now it can't push them to the extreme, but it is limited to its own lack of cultivation.

Only for the Qiankun Pot, Fang Yan has not figured out the rank of this magic weapon since he got it. For a long time, Fang Yan has regarded it as his own magic weapon for storage, and the five-element aura that is constantly condensed in the five portals , but Dialect knows that the power of this magic weapon of his own is definitely more than that. There have been movements in the Qiankun Pot several times before, which are all times when Dialect is extremely critical. with dialect.

This time, there was a fluctuation when the dialect was not in any danger. How could the dialect not have any doubts in his heart? It's just that although this magic weapon was sacrificed, no matter how the dialect probed it, it still couldn't find out why the fluctuation was caused, so he had to put it away. Thoughts, put it aside first, but it is not easy to ask others for advice about this magic weapon.

Suddenly, Fang Yan's figure vibrated, and at just a moment ago, he seemed to sense a faint connection between the Qiankun Pot in his body and the depths of the formation in front of him. He just wanted to explore it carefully, but it was elusive.

Before waiting for the dialect to be explored again, he noticed a sudden surge of magic around him. When he looked up, he saw countless demon heads suddenly swarming towards him. With the existence of the above, the dialect under the shock immediately dodges to one side to hide, even if there is a high-grade spiritual weapon defense such as the Star Burial Robe, if surrounded by so many high-level demons, it will only take a moment to fall After just a moment, Fang Yan found that these demons didn't pay any attention to his intentions at all, and seemed to be fleeing in embarrassment.

The feeling of the dialect is not wrong, the devil is indeed fleeing in embarrassment, behind the turbulent magic, there are monks' breaths, chasing and killing the devil like a hunt, there are Nascent Soul monks, and there is also a distraction.

"Dialect? Come here, don't fall into the wave of demons." Fang Yan suddenly heard Xi Yan's voice in his ear, and then saw a dozen monks of the Heavenly Star Sect not far from him, such a situation , but it is not easy to form a formation to hunt down, but the people of Tianxingzong are not too far away, especially the disciples of the inner disciples, who are only more than ten feet away from each other.

Dialect didn't hesitate at all, and flew over with a dodge, and joined hands with many distracted monks from the inner sect to kill the devil. The devil who had no fighting spirit was no longer as fierce as before, and was killed by many monks like a crush Another crop.

Half an hour later, calm was restored in the space of the formation. There was no more monster at the high and low levels. When he looked back again, Fang Yan realized that all his fellow disciples were already strong, and their expressions were a little tired.

"Senior Sister Xiyan, what's going on here." The dialect who teamed up with Xiyan to kill several demon commanders asked in a low voice. They encountered this kind of thing when they arrived just now, and although they made some achievements, more demons still fled away and fled back to the side of the Dark Demon Realm.

"Perhaps the leader of the devil was killed, otherwise there would be no chance of such a change in the original stalemate, huh? Congratulations, I didn't expect you to improve so much in just one day." Full of doubts, she answered after a slight pause. While speaking, Xi Yan suddenly discovered the change in dialect, and said happily.

"I would also like to thank Senior Sister. If Senior Sister hadn't mentioned it to Senior Qi Yang, I wouldn't have achieved this." Fang Yan was not pretentious, and said immediately, but while speaking, Fang Yan was still feeling the universe pot flashing in his body from time to time The trembling was clearly discernible this time, and it did have a connection with the depths of the formation. Dialect even sensed the bursts of summoning messages from somewhere deep in the formation.

Quietly looking around, confirming that no one else felt the slightest, Fang Yan was relieved a little. The rank of Qiankun Pot is uncertain, but its status in Dialect's heart is higher than many other magic weapons. It's better not to reveal it, but Dialect doesn't know anyway, what is in the depths of this formation that makes his Qiankun Pot fluctuate so much.

At this moment, in the depths of the formation, a group of monks in the middle stage of distraction, such as the core monks of the Tianxingzong, also showed surprise. Of course, they did not sense any connection like dialects. Dozens of monks above the middle stage of distraction, at this moment They all urged their own skills to defend themselves, but their eyes were fixed on the mountain in the distance.

Just behind everyone, there is a huge demon body floating, with such momentum after falling, even if it is not a demon king, it is also a strong existence among high-level demon emperors. At this moment, this demon body seems to be unable to attract everyone. Interest, everyone's attention is on the mountain in front, one of the most sacred places in Xuanlan Domain - Tongling Peak, to be precise, everyone is staring at the sealing formation outside Tongling Peak Law.

It is not the first time for many distracted monks here to come to Moyuan Ridge for rotation. They have also been to the Tongling Peak in person in the past, or they want to see this sacred mountain, or they want to understand it. However, no one has ever discovered that there will be fluctuations in the formation restriction outside Tongling Peak, but just now, this sealing formation has not only fluctuated, but also made something that made them Surprised inexplicable things.

"Is it the power that flashed out of this seal just now?" A core disciple in the Tianxing Sect asked Taoist Qi Yang with a face full of disbelief.

"Of course, you are not unaware of such great power." Taoist Qiyang was still staring at the mountain, but Taoist Jiaoyue who was beside him said, but his tone was also shocked.

"I have noticed it, but what kind of existence can have such power? Even the ancestors don't seem to have such means. Just a ray of light can wipe out the soul of a demon king's clone. You know We just had dozens of distracted cultivators, among them such distracted Dzogchen cultivators as Emperor Zhan and Senior Soul Taoist, all of them could only hold on to it." Hearing Taoist Jiaoyue's words, the man immediately retorted.

That demon body is actually a clone of the demon venerable, and the tyrannical aspect of the demon venerable is much stronger than that of ordinary late-stage monks who are distracted. It is definitely not an easy task to kill the clone body of a demon venerable, but just now, the sealing formation outside Tongling Peak fluctuated and flashed, and a ray of light held the supreme power. With a flash, he killed the extremely tyrannical demon, leaving no breath left.

However, what surprised me the most was not the mid-stage monks who were distracted in front of me, let alone the monks who spoke dialect Xiyan outside, but the two distracted Dzogchen monks who had been stationed here for a long time.

At this moment, the faces of the two of them were calm, but their hearts were full of turmoil and inexplicable horror. The other distracted monks didn't know that there had been fluctuations in the sealing formation outside Tongling Peak, but the two of them knew it, but the fluctuations in the past were only slight The trembling, the last time it lasted for a day, still flickered slightly, but the ray of light just now was very dazzling, which is not a big deal, the important thing is that the power in it has already surpassed their cognition, At the moment when the light flashed, the two distracted Dzogchen monks both sensed the supreme power that could make them fall. .

"Soul Taoist, what did you find?" Zhan Emperor noticed some changes in the Soul Taoist, and then asked with a divine sense, even the mid-stage monks who were distracted behind were not qualified to hear the two ancestors talking .

"In that ray of light just now, I felt the breath of a fairy." The Taoist soul said slowly.

"What?" Hearing the words of the soul Taoist, Zhan Emperor was shocked and lost his voice.

(End of this chapter)