Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 93 Tier [-] Monster Beast
"Well, boy, do you want to use that puppet to resist? If you voluntarily surrender, I will allow you to keep your memory. If you refuse to do so, I will definitely put your soul on the real fire and roast it for seven to seven days. Everything about you will disappear, only the purest soul will be left behind, and it won’t be you even if you take the house.”

"Old man, let's talk about it after you catch me. Let's see what happens."

Seeing the old man chattering again, Fang Yan waved his palm impatiently, but threw out the two low-grade treasures he got from Rong Hao.

"The young master's low-grade treasure? Let me show you the true strength of the foundation-builder cultivator."

Wu Xiong flipped his hands, but it wasn't the long sword from last time. A strange alchemy furnace emitted several rays of light to wrap the two low-grade treasures thrown out by dialect, making two muffled bangs.

Dialect opened his mouth wide, these are two low-grade treasures that blew themselves up, just so silently and without movement?

Then look at the continuous expansion of the pill furnace, covering the dialect and the old man together, and the dialect feels unprecedented pressure. This is not the coercion of the monks in the foundation building period, but the suppression of real power, like a mighty force. Hit him.He actually went inside the alchemy furnace, and Fang Yan glanced around a few times, it was indeed inside the alchemy furnace, Fang Yan couldn't even feel the aura around him.

"Boy, this is my natal magic weapon, Xuanbai Furnace. You can be proud now, even puppets don't work, let alone your two useless spiritual pets."

"Ah..." Dialect was startled. He thought he was going to hide it from the other party, and was planning to let the Red Cicada Queen Bee sneak attack, but when he heard the old man was shocked, he found out his plan. At the same time, they dispatched to kill the old man.

"Still not giving up? Go."

The old man threw out a fan casually, and a beautiful pattern was like a fairyland on earth, covering the red cicada, the queen bee beast and the puppet together. Dialect suddenly felt that the connection between himself, the pet and the puppet was much weaker , I can only feel that the three of them are colliding left and right, but they can't find a way out. It seems to be an illusion, but it is much more advanced than the illusion array Feng Yan arranged at the beginning. What kind of magic weapon is this.

"Boy, they've been trapped in the Nine Picture Fan, which is a world of its own. It's impossible to wait for their help. What else can we do? I'll convince you today."

Wu Xiong has made up his mind to subdue the dialect completely. Now if he wants to kill the dialect, it can be said that it is effortless. The huge alchemy furnace above his head has already blocked all the escape routes of the dialect. A weapon can't break through the cover of the alchemy furnace.

Seeing that the dialect was useless, Wu Xiong laughed happily: "Actually, it's not a bad thing to be the soul of my Xuanbai furnace. When you are usually refining alchemy, there is infinite spiritual energy for you to absorb. The growth of your cultivation base is faster than yours now." A hundred times faster, after being promoted to a spiritual weapon, you will at least be equivalent to a golden core cultivation base, and I will find you a suitable physical body at that time, wouldn't it be much better than your hard training now?"

"No, I still have quite a few brothers, and they need my care."

Hearing that the dialect was loosened, Wu Xiong was overjoyed: "No problem, I will take care of your brothers for you, and let them all join Feng Yuanzong as inner disciples, how about it?"

"I still have an enemy, the Golden Core cultivator."

"Golden Core cultivator? How did you provoke a Golden Core cultivator?"

Hearing the enemy spoken in dialect, Wu Xiong didn't agree immediately, but after careful consideration for a while, he said: "Golden Core cultivators are fine, as long as I succeed in forming alchemy, ordinary Golden Core cultivators are not my opponents. If you can help me promote Xuanbai Furnace to a spiritual weapon, it will be no problem even at the middle stage of Jindan."

"I have one more condition, that is." Before Fang Yan finished speaking, he fell to the ground with a bang, and passed out because he couldn't bear the suppression of Xuan Bailu.

Seeing that his soul was hopeful, Wu Xiong would not be willing to let Fang Yan get hurt, so he quickly put away the Xuanbai furnace. Of course, those spiritual pets and puppets would never be released before the soul of Dialect was arrested.

It was beyond Wu Xiong's expectation that the dialect could persist under the Xuanbai furnace for so long. Generally, mid-stage foundation-building monks only lasted for a while in their own Xuanbai furnace. The kung fu of burning incense, his physical body is also extremely refined, should I bring this physical body back to Feng Yuanzong and let Rong Hao live in it.

Wu Xiong, who thought he had already controlled the overall situation, suddenly heard a voice beside his ear: "Old man, you are still here."

Before he had time to react, he felt a force of space tearing his body, and before he could put away the Nine Picture Fan, he was taken to a strange place by the dialect.

"Ah, fifth-order monster?"

Wu Xiong soon knew where he was, it was the fifth-level monster territory next to the place where Fang Yan was just now, and by coincidence, he happened to be in its lair.

"Old man, even if I die, I will drag you up and explode me." Fang Yan threw the last low-grade treasure on his body beside the resting monster, and it exploded with a bang, followed by a loud roar, The fifth-order monster woke up.

Fang Yan's face was pale, it turned out that Fang Yan just tricked Wu Xiong to his side just to activate the blood escape technique, and the target was towards the fifth-level monster inside.

The fifth-order monster is equivalent to the existence of a golden core monk. The iron-backed Jinpeng bird lives in this nest. As soon as it appeared, it found two small ants that broke into its cave. The dialect is weak, and the Jinpeng bird Without even looking at it, he fixed his eyes on Wu Xiong.

At this moment, Wu Xiong is already full of regrets. Why should he be greedy for a soul? Even if he got it, the chance of being promoted to a spiritual weapon is less than [-]%. This is good, because he met a lunatic.

Wu Xiong knew what happened early on, he never imagined that the big bird in his life would be pecked by an eagle today, Wu Xiong wanted to kill the dialect beside him with a palm, but he didn't dare to act rashly, if he angered this monster, he might be killed by himself. He couldn't escape even if he wanted to. Bird monsters were already good at speed, let alone a monster with a level higher than himself.

Jin Pengniao didn't care what Wu Xiong thought, opened his mouth, and a cold light flashed out, shooting at Wu Xiong, but Wu Xiong had no choice but to sacrifice the Xuanbai furnace to protect his whole body.

Seeing that the situation is not good, Fang Yan has already activated the wind escape technique and hid in a corner of the lair. Although it is only a lair, it is more than a dozen miles in size. Dialect is hiding in the corner, watching a man and a beast fighting in the distance, it is not that Fang Yan does not want to If you want to escape, but the entire lair is restrained, it's okay to walk around inside, but it's extremely difficult to leave the cave.

It was only this time that Fang Yan really saw the power of the Golden Core Great Cultivator. With a flap of Jin Peng's wings, countless wind blades shot out. Even after more than ten miles, Fang Yan could still feel the power of the wind blades. , It is countless times stronger than the one I sent out, and it cannot be compared at all. The protection I have always been proud of, but a wind blade that is about to dissipate will be completely scattered. If it is not for the opportunity, even the body will be cut in two. .

Dialect also knew that he was able to stand in a stalemate with Wu Xiong for so long. It was pure luck. If he didn't want his soul, he might be able to kill himself in one round, but now Wu Xiong is trying his best to defend Jin Pengniao The attack, I can't care about myself.It also made the dialect more understandable, don't pretend to be coercive at any time, no, the old man pretended a little, and was brought to this dangerous place by himself, even if he could get out, he would suffer heavy losses.

While watching the battle over there, Fang Yan dodged the aftermath of the two's attacks. He was unable to dodge several times and suffered some injuries.

The Jinpeng bird has many attack methods, not to mention various spells, but its sharp beak and sharp claws are no worse than the Xuanbai furnace in Wu Xiong's hand. It should be said to be stronger. Every time it attacks, the Xuanbai furnace The cyan mask will be a bit dim, and it won't last long.

It seemed that Jinpeng was impatient, and with a loud chirp, a red-green ball spit out from its mouth, and threw it towards the Xuanbai furnace below.

Wu Xiong, who was hiding behind the Xuanbai furnace, was almost scared out of his wits, "Inner alchemy, you actually use inner alchemy to attack, my life is over."

After a loud bang, Fang Yan saw that the light blue Xuanbai furnace had disappeared, and at the same time heard a violent cry, it was the old man, that's right, Fang Yan didn't know the name of the other party when he was dying, and Fang Yan didn't want to go there. Knowing the other party's name, now he is thinking about how to leave this ghost place. Previously, Jin Pengniao ignored him because of his low strength. Who knows if he will be interested in him after Wu Xiong is gone.

(End of this chapter)