Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 979

The two people over there have already bombarded each other, and it is still hazy. It is difficult for outsiders to find out what is going on. They can only judge that the two of them are in a stalemate based on the vague breath flickering. Among the people watching the battle, they have already seen it before. Liang Miaodao, who is superior in dialect, did not behave differently, but the others did not.

Needless to say, the few followers who existed like the class had long been amazed by the strength shown in the dialect, and even Guiyinzi, who had already inquired from Qiu Lanzi about the previous battle, showed a bit of solemnity on his face. Afterwards, following several strands of black mist and smoke flying out, submerged in the hazy formation, Guiyinzi did not move after a little inquiring, and waited quietly.

Taoist Shanqiao looked at the situation over there, and then looked at Cang Daoyu standing peacefully on one side. He clearly looked confident, and couldn't help sending a spiritual message to Lu Nanzi who was not far away: "Lu Nanzi Fellow Daoist, are you familiar with this Fellow Daoist Fang?"

"It's okay." Lu Nanzi stared at the battle over there, and just replied in response, but he didn't go into details. Among the people present, he and Cang Daoyu knew the details of the dialect best. At this moment, he was the one who shocked the most. Although I heard that the dialect had once gambled with that kind of Taoist, and even gained the upper hand, Lu Nanzi didn't think that the dialect really had that kind of strength, maybe it was because of the power of a magic weapon, but at the moment Lu Nanzi didn't have such strength. Thoughts, whether it's the formation that was arranged just a moment ago, or the movement of confrontation with Qiu Lanzi at the moment, are all real strength.

Seeing that Lu Nanzi had no intention of talking to him, Taoist Shanqiao simply stopped talking, and also turned his attention to the haze over there. Afterwards, Taoist Shanqiao had some more thoughts in his mind. After all, he also participated in the incident back then. It is hard to say that the junior who really has the strength to compete with the mid-stage cultivator of distraction will not have any other thoughts.

On the other side, Taoist Liang Miao and Taoist Zhonggan were also passing messages of spiritual consciousness to each other.

"Friend Liang Miao, can Qiu Lanzi be sure this time?"

"Last time, that person won by luck. This time, as long as Qiu Lanzi acts carefully and avoids that weird magic weapon, he will definitely gain the upper hand. We will definitely benefit from it."

"But looking at Cang Daoyu's expression, it seems that he is not worried about the battle situation at all." Zhong Gan Taoist has awe from the bottom of his heart for Cang Daoyu, and even at this time, he still pays attention to Cang Daoyu's every move.

Hearing Taoist Chonggan's words, Taoist Liang Miao couldn't help but cast a glance at Cang Daoyu over there. Just as Taoist Zhonggan said, Cang Daoyu didn't look nervous at all, but had a slightly smiling expression on his face. , Are you really so confident?In any case, that person was only distracted at the initial stage of cultivation, and could it be that he didn't care about winning or losing this battle at all?Taoist Liang Miao, who couldn't figure it out, shook his head, and then sent a message to his fellow Taoist Zhonggan: "Don't worry about it, there is Guiyinzi by your side, we just need to wait quietly, Guiyinzi finds us , not just for Qiu Lanzi to gamble again."

"Just? Cang Dao and strength..." Daoist Zhong Gan still felt a little uneasy, but he also paused and stopped talking.

Everyone stared at the haze over there with different thoughts, the slightest vibration came out from time to time, and from time to time, there were sword lights coming out of it, one can imagine the fierceness of the battle, and saw that the hazy area was endless. Being strangled by the flashing sword light from time to time to narrow the scope, everyone has their own thinking in their hearts, and the power of Taoism contains will. Everyone here knows what this means, although dialects can resist the power of this Taoism. It is really rare, but this should be his limit.

As many people thought, suddenly, a mighty sword light suddenly flashed, flickering again and again, after cutting the hazy mass again, it then slashed towards the empty place on one side, At the same time, Qiu Lanzi's shouting voice came out: "See what else you have to do, do you want to repeat the old trick?"

Yep?Everyone heard Qiu Lanzi's shouting voice, and even if they turned their spiritual consciousness to the place where the sword light swayed, those who were interested in how the previous dialect trapped Qiu Lanzi, a mid-stage monk who was distracted, were not interested. At least, in the sweeping of the consciousness, there seemed to be a slight fluctuation in the vagueness, but it was difficult to detect what kind of means and what magic weapon it was.

At this moment, Qiu Lanzi's screaming voice suddenly sounded again, this time it was not the previous confident voice, but a screaming voice.

Dialect's figure suddenly emerged from the haze, followed by a burst of power that suddenly flashed and then disappeared, and another burst of power of Taoism.

Aware of this fleeting power of Taoism, the expressions on everyone's faces changed immediately.

"How could this happen? How could this be possible?" Liang Miao, a Taoist priest, Daoist Gui Yinzi, who had already learned from Qiu Lanzi that dialects have Taoism methods, even exclaimed. The means with little power that Qiu Lanzi mentioned is not inferior to Qiu Lanzi's sword light at all, even worse, but in a hurry, he didn't find out what kind of existence it was at all, it seemed to be A black light.

Not only them, Taoist Shanqiao also showed a look of surprise, even Cang Dao and his face, who knew that the dialect should have a trump card, was no longer as calm as before. When did the power of Taoism become so cheap? Qiu Lanzi understood Knowing Taoism is not a secret, and the people did not look surprised before, but the dialect also inspired the power of Taoism, which was beyond their expectations.

But the one whose expression changed the most was Lu Nanzi, muttering to himself, I don't know what he was talking about, judging from his expression, it seemed like he couldn't believe it.

Everything seemed to flow in time, and the scene from a few days ago reappeared, but this time it was no longer as unseen as last time. In an instant, with a flash of black light again, the power of Taoism was revealed again, Qiu Lan Zi's ​​miserable cry sounded again, much more shrill than the one just now, and his body was also bombarded by this power again, heading towards the place where his sword light had cut just now.

"It's just to do it again. Could it be that you can still be trapped by me?" Suddenly, many monks saw Qiu Lanzi's figure suddenly flashing out of the haze, and then suddenly disappeared.

What is a little different from the last time is that at the moment when Qiu Lanzi disappeared, he suddenly shouted, and then a black mist suddenly emerged from his hand, enveloping the dialect, straight It has been submerged into Fang Yan's body, and even the dialect's defenses have not resisted it at all. If the hazy aura was not unfolded by Qiu Lanzi's sword light just now, no one would be able to clearly see this aura.

"Gui Yinzi?" Seeing such a scene, Cang Dao and his expression froze for a moment, then he gave a cold shout.

"Fellow Daoist Cang, fellow Daoist Qiu Lanzi just lent me a magic weapon. It seems that there is nothing wrong with it." Hearing Cang Daoyu's voice, Gui Yinzi also said coldly, having been ridiculed by Cang Daoyu several times before At this moment, Guiyinzi seemed to have found an opportunity. Even if he refuted it back, his expression soon changed again, not because of the dialect's Taoism power, but because the dialect did not fall as he expected.

Not only did Dialect not fall, but he was very energetic. After blasting Qiu Lanzi into the magic weapon space of the Senran scroll again with one blow, the corner of his mouth slightly raised and said: "So what if you repeat the old trick, just try it and see if it still works." It can be killed."

While speaking, the hazy aura that had been cut by Qiu Lanzi closed again, enveloping Dialect's figure again.

"Fellow Daoist Guiyinzi?" Daoist Liang Miao, who suddenly felt a little uneasy, passed a divine sense towards Guiyinzi, only to find that Guiyinzi had no intention of knowing himself at all, and was covered in black mist, flickering An anxious look appeared on his face.

But after a while, Taoist Chonggan exclaimed in surprise: "Qiu Lanzi has fallen?"

It seemed to be in line with the words of Taoist Zhuanggan. As soon as his voice fell, before others could be shocked, the hazy atmosphere over there had already dissipated, revealing the dialect in it.

"The last time there was no winner, this time it should be considered a winner." The dialect that appeared, and then he threw a flesh body out, it was not Qiu Lanzi, whoever it was.

(End of this chapter)