Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 992 The plan of dialect

Just as Gui Yinzi thought, Dialect didn't escape and stick to this place, but came for him. All the previous actions were just to find a suitable opportunity. The fight started in front of Yinzi, but it didn't provoke the other two distracted monks to attack immediately, which was enough to satisfy Fang Yan.

But I didn't want to, at this moment, Fang Yan suddenly felt Guiyinzi's flash of firmness, and in an instant, Fang Yan sensed several powers, and rushed out from the shady scene. , and it was a face-to-face bombardment. The majestic part cannot be compared with the surrounding large formations, but the fierce part is much better. The few flashes of power just now have not reached the body, Fang Yan sensed his mind Being drawn, almost fell into a phantom illusion.

The concentration of mind and soul is better than many dialects of mid-stage monks who are distracted. Naturally, they did not fall into it because of these powers. A little bit of Star Power Quenching God Art drove away many chaotic thoughts, and the dialect that regained clarity immediately flashed in his heart. After a thought, Gui Yinzi planned to fight him head-on?

Earlier, Guiyinzi might have been wasting his own strength to get back his magic weapon of Ghost Face Banner, but at this moment, he seemed to take the initiative.

Noticing the change in Guiyinzi's dialect, he didn't panic at all, but said in his heart: "It's exactly what I want, if you want to retreat, I really can't do anything about you."

Since he chose to fight hand to hand with the opponent, Fang Yan either wanted to beat lightly, or he couldn't kill Guiyinzi. Several flashes of power slashed away, and the thunderous aura still surrounded the surroundings, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Dialect and Guiyinzi stalemate again, and another half a quarter of an hour passed, and the two patriarchs of the Hua family, He Bailing, who were watching the battle from a distance, showed some strange expressions again. It must be clear that the patriarch of the Hua family still doesn't understand, but He Bailing knows that his old friend has already used an attack method that he shouldn't have used, but he still can't do anything about that early-stage distracted junior, who is still in a stalemate Among them, even standing in a hostile position, at this moment, he has to admire the strength of Fang Yan, a junior, who can still stand up to the monks in the middle stage of distraction, and not just rely on the power of a few magic weapons.

Many thoughts flashed through the two distracted monks who discovered this fact.

"Fellow Daoist He?" The patriarch of the Hua family gently sent a message of spiritual consciousness towards He Bailing.

"Tighten up the formation and trap him in it. Since he didn't choose to escape before, don't think about leaving again." He Bailing immediately replied.

"Okay." The patriarch of the Hua family immediately responded, and then sent an order to the two Nascent Soul descendants behind him.

In an instant, as several monks activated the formation flags, the surrounding formations began to shrink, and the two distracted monks also activated their exercises.

The stronger the strength of the dialect, the stronger the murderous intentions of these distracted monks towards the dialect. This kind of opponent, who has only been promoted to distracted for a hundred years, has such cultivation strength. They will definitely not offend them easily, but now that the situation has become like this, they can't imagine what kind of level it will be if the dialect grows for hundreds of thousands of years. There is no way out.

Even if Guiyinzi, who is very familiar with his own formation, sensed the movement around him, he understood the plan of the two fellow practitioners in an instant. The son was very unwilling to admit it, but in the stalemate just for a moment, he found that it was not an easy task to break through the mind and soul of this junior, but his whole body defense was in the presence of the killing blade and the breath of thunder. Under the constant bombardment, several injuries appeared again. Guiyinzi naturally still has means, but all of them are extremely expensive, and even hurt the enemy by one thousand and self-damage by eight hundred. Zizi will never use these methods. In this way, if he wants to defeat this junior who thought he was just lucky, the only way to cultivate is to fight hard. Only when the cultivation base consumes the opponent's life and death can he win.

When Guiyinzi flashed this thought, he couldn't help feeling a little shame and resentment in his heart. At this moment, there was movement in the formation around him. Obviously, He Bailing and the patriarch of the Hua family had also discovered this matter, otherwise he would never have been in such a situation. Tighten up the power of the formation, this is to ensure that the formation is covered, and the three of them will join forces to kill this opponent.

It's a bit embarrassing to say, in the past, it's not unheard of to bully the few with the more, but it's rare to be forced to bully the less with the more by a junior like today. Taking the initiative to do it, the feeling is different after all, even if it is something like bullying, but at this moment Guiyinzi faintly feels relieved.

At this moment, a feeling of unease suddenly flashed in Guiyinzi's heart, and a black light flashed in front of Fang Yan again. It was still the killing blade, or the previous Taoist power mixed with the aura of thunder, which was already against him. After blasting thousands of tricks, Guiyinzi is already familiar with the dialect's tricks. Even if he hits directly, it will only cause more damage to his defense, and it is impossible to endanger himself. For some reason, Guiyinzi felt that the dialect's attack contained a hidden power that made his heart tremble.

A monk with a cultivation level above Yuanying can sense dangerous auras, not to mention distracted monks, and Guiyinzi trusts his telepathy more. In his life, this sense of danger has saved his life countless times , although he didn't realize where the danger came from at all, Guiyinzi threw a black talisman without hesitation, but his figure changed from before, and he hurriedly retreated behind him, even The two proud disciples who hid behind him and urged the formation to preside over the formation also ignored it.

The patriarch of the He Bailing Hua family, who was tightening the formation, instantly sensed something was wrong. A crack suddenly appeared in the formation that had been covering the surroundings and the void all the time. When he looked up, he saw that it was surrounded by a billowing black mist. It was precisely because Guiyinzi left the formation's eye that Guiyinzi, who had retreated violently, made such a change in the formation.

"En? What's the matter, Fellow Daoist Ghost?" The ancestor of the Hua family shouted immediately.

There is no need for others to answer this question. Before he finished speaking, he saw a sword light flashing over there, and he slashed down with unparalleled power. The previous killing blade was caused by himself. If the power of Taoism is capable, the sword light at this moment is relying on the massive pure thunder light.

The two of them couldn't quench their thirst near the water, they could only watch the sword light falling straight down, the two Nascent Soul cultivators didn't even make a sound, they were already smashed into powder by the sword light, in an instant, The scattered essence of flesh and blood was swallowed up by the fierce ghosts in the formation who were also screaming miserably. These did not stop the sword light at all. It was already heading towards Guiyinzi, compared to Guiyinzi's retreat. The speed was much faster, and in an instant, Guiyinzi was about to be killed.

If it is just a unparalleled sword light, even if it already has the power of a high-grade spiritual weapon, it is nothing to a distracted mid-stage cultivator like Gui Yinzi, and it will only suffer a little damage, but in this sword light It was because he was carrying a large amount of evil-repelling thunder light, which also had the aura of stellar thunder. When he was hit by this sword light, it would be difficult for Gui Yinzi, who practiced ghost cultivation, to get better.

"So much lightning power?" He Bailing had almost seen Gui Yinzi's fate, and immediately exclaimed, but then saw a power appearing in front of Fang Yan, and exclaimed again: "Ghost evil!" symbol?" Just two exclamations meant something different.

The patriarch of the Hua family didn't know what the ghost talisman was, but he knew that the black talisman was not a mortal thing, the formation already had cracks, and even if it shrank, it would be useless. Protecting him with the two Nascent Soul cultivators behind him, at the same time keeping his eyes on the movements over there with his spiritual sense.

Just as the unparalleled sword light slashed Guiyinzi, amidst a loud bang, Guiyinzi let out a miserable cry, and at the same time, the dialect was also trapped by the power of the talisman and disappeared.

(End of this chapter)