Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 981

Hearing the words in dialect, Lu Nanzi didn't say any more, and immediately cupped his hands, and left, heading towards the killing atmosphere around him, Taoist Shanqiao and his fellow monk immediately left.

Cang Dao and Fang Yan were about to leave, but Gui Yinzi couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted again: "Fang Daoyou, are you really going to have trouble with me?"

"Friend Daoist's words are quite groundless. It seems that I have nothing to do with you. I can't get past where it came from." Fang Yan glanced at it, and after saying a word, he and Cang Dao and Yiyi escaped by his side. .

"Fellow ghost?" Daoist Zhong Gan and Taoist Liang Miao saw the dialect, Cang Dao, and figure disappear, and immediately sent a questioning voice to Guiyinzi beside him.

Guiyinzi, who was quite impatient, waved his hand in displeasure: "Go and collect the killing spirit at ease. As for the matter of exchanging the killing spirit with Lu Nanzi, you can negotiate on your own."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the four people beside him including Taoist Zhonggan Liang Miao, and sat down cross-legged, and then a black mist billowed, enveloping his own figure, and killed In a place where the air is everywhere, Guiyinzi activated the kung fu.

The four mid-stage monks who were distracted looked at each other, and then dispersed to collect the killing aura. Even if the killing aura had dispersed at this moment, everyone who had seen the situation when they were caged in one place before, also Knowing that the killing spirit here is better than what I expected before, collecting a few pieces is enough to make my magic weapon more powerful.

"Fellow Daoist Liang, what about Qiu Lanzi?" Taoist Zhonggan who stepped aside sent a divine sense to Taoist Liang Miao.

"I would like to gamble and admit defeat, no wonder others." Taoist Liang Miao immediately cut off the words after Taoist Zhonggan, no matter what Taoist Zhonggan thought, Taoist Liang Miao no longer had any thoughts of getting involved in it. Cang Dao and both are well-known figures who are hard to get along with easily. More importantly, the dialect that killed Qiu Lanzi just now is not the strength shown by his own cultivation base. Although Qiu Lanzi's sudden fall gave them The death of the rabbit is a little sad, but it will never give birth to the idea of ​​revenge or even revenge, at least not before he is not strong enough to protect himself.

The world of comprehension was originally like this. After hearing Taoist Liang Miao's words, Taoist Zhuanggan stopped talking, and he was not stupid. After sending out a message of spiritual consciousness, he also flashed aside A massacre engulfed the past.

On the other side of the space, Cang Dao and stopped to look at the dialect beside him, and probed up and down. At this moment, Cang Dao and still couldn't believe that the dialect killed a distracted mid-stage monk just like that. In his opinion, Qiu Lanzi's strength is really nothing.

"Dialect? Could it be that there are other masters in you?" After a pause, Cang Dao and Chao Dialect asked in a low voice, but this guess is a bit exaggerated. It is easy to kill a distracted mid-stage cultivator. Both flesh bodies are refined into puppets, so it is hard to say that they will have such power, unless there is a monk with the strength of Cang Dao and himself in the body and dialect.

"Haha, Brother Cang, why don't you believe in my strength?" Fang Yan replied with a smile, but he was very open about Cang Daoyu.

Cang Daoyu shook his head, and then said: "It's not that you don't believe in your strength, but that you didn't have such strength in the first place, otherwise, a few days ago, you wouldn't have been so difficult to imprison him. I don't believe you would have It’s because you are showing mercy. If my expectations are not bad, even if you were able to kill him at that time, it would not be a short period of time. It may take months or even years of constant wear and tear to succeed, and even if you Even if you kill him, you will inevitably end up being injured."

The monks in the middle stage of distraction naturally have good eyesight, and Cang Dao and Dang even mentioned the key points.

Hearing Cang Daoyu's words, Fang Yan nodded immediately: "What brother Cang said is not bad, but if I couldn't kill him a few days ago, it doesn't mean that I can't kill him now."

"En? You mean the killing spirit that you collected first?" Cang Dao and Dang even understood that if there were no high-level existences in body and dialect, the two had been together for the past few days, only there was a change There are only those killing spirits.

"Not bad." Fang Yan nodded with a smile.

"Is that so?" Cang Daoyu was surprised. Even Cang Daoyu was a little interested in this method of killing distracted mid-stage monks. It's just that this killer method is familiar with the dialect. Cang Daoyu didn't make a sound for Dialect to demonstrate, and then changed the topic: "Fang Yan, then you really don't intend to collect killing spirit?"

"I still need to charge some, but not too much."

"Alright, if it's the same as before, I'm afraid I will offend those two people. They are not comparable to monks like Qiu Lanzi. If this is the case, I will collect a few more. I can't take advantage of them in vain. " Cang Daoyu nodded and said.

"Brother Cang will collect it himself, but don't worry too much, I'll keep your share here for you." Dialect interface said.

Cang Daoyu didn't say anything more, when he suddenly saw Fang Yan's expression frightened, he immediately shouted: "Dialect?"

Fang Yan didn't answer, Dang even sat down cross-legged, and in an instant, Cang Daoyu sensed the flow of mana in Fang Yan's body, and activated his exercises.

After ten breaths, Cang Daoyu asked again when he saw the dialect slowly stopped the exercise, "But Guiyinzi?"

Dialect nodded.

Squinting his eyes to look at the dialect, Cang Daoyu asked, "What was that black mist earlier that made Guiyinzi so obsessed with it?"

"That's it. I don't know what it is, but it's not low-grade." Fang Yan said this, and he took out something in front of him as soon as he flipped his hands. It was a black flag with some faint patterns carved on it, which was strange. Weird and out of shape.

"En?" Seeing the flag taken out by the dialect, Cang Dao and Dang even poked his consciousness up, and after a while, Cang Dao and who retracted his consciousness sighed: "It turned out to be this thing, no wonder."

"Brother Cang?" Fang Yan asked immediately after hearing the words.

"This thing is called a ghost face banner, and it is a magic weapon of the ghost cultivator lineage. Although it is still a middle-grade spiritual weapon, it may be promoted to a high-grade spiritual weapon in the future. I am afraid that Guiyinzi will feel distressed for a long time after losing this magic weapon. The magic weapon, only the kung fu of the ghost cultivator can activate it, even if you get it, it won’t be of much use.” Cang Dao and Chao dialect explained the origin of this thing.

Dialect had noticed that this magic weapon was a bit weird before, and had also guessed its origin. Now that it was confirmed to be something from the ghost cultivator lineage, Dialect was not too surprised. After all, Guiyinzi's identity as a ghost cultivator was not a secret, but for Fang Yan disagreed with Cang Daoyu's judgment, because Fang Yan had already noticed that the sacrificial techniques he had learned from the witch clan seemed to be equally effective for this ghost-faced banner, but there was still a ghost of Guiyinzi in it. Recognizing the mark, just now Guiyinzi urged the exercises to take back this magic weapon, and he didn't have the time to test whether it really works, but these words don't need to be mentioned to Cang Daoyu.However, whether it works or not, Dialect will never return this magic weapon. Back then, there was already a rift with this Guiyinzi, and this time the other party took the initiative to provoke him. Report complaints directly.

Soon, the ghost-faced banner started to move again, and a slight tremor came out of it. Seeing the dialect, he immediately typed out hand formulas in his hand, and formation runes flashed one after another, pouring in towards the ghost-faced banner, one after another restraining The power flashed, and after a while, the slightest tremor was suppressed again.

"Fang Yan, do you need me to help you clean up that ghost?" Cang Daoyu said, seeing that Fang Yan suppressed the movement of opposition again, with a stern look in his words.

"Thank you, bro, but no need, I'll just handle it myself." To Cang Daoyu's kindness, Dialect just waved his hand.

"Okay, the kung fu of the ghost cultivator lineage is quite weird, just pay attention to yourself, don't try to be brave." Hearing this, Cang Daoyu didn't insist any longer, and then he confessed to the dialect, and then swept out to one side. Just now, a killing breath flashed by.

Looking at the ghost face banner in front of him, the corner of Fang Yan's mouth raised, and then he put it away with his backhand, and then flashed out to the other side.

(End of this chapter)