Didn't kill him?Fang Yan looked at the green light in the distance, and was also very shocked, his last two inferior treasures blew themselves up, and they were actually escaped by Rong Hao, the key is that green light, if he wants to pursue it again at this moment, Fang Yan is also lacking in strength.

Looking at the few things that fell from the sky, Fang Yan knew that although he didn't kill Rong Hao, his physical body was destroyed by himself, and it was best to find another body to let him survive, and it was difficult to achieve cultivation in this life.

Fang Yan did not regret it, since the other party wanted to kill him, he could not have the slightest hesitation to kill the other party, even if the other party's father was a Jindan monk.

The divine consciousness just now made the dialect body still very shocking to the dialect, the dialect had heard of the horror of the Jindan monk more than once, and he had also come into contact with the Xudan monk, but the power of the Jindan monk was still a hundred times higher than he had imagined in the past, far from what he could resist now, just a divine sense, not only almost crushed his body, but also left an extremely strange power in his body, if he was in person, it was estimated that he couldn't move if he wanted to, even the puppet himself couldn't control it.

Thinking of the soul chasing talisman mentioned by Rong Hao when he left, Fang Yan knew how he was followed here by Rong Hao, it turned out to be his Lao Tzu's handwriting, no wonder with Rong Hao's cultivation of the twelfth layer of Qi refining, thousands of miles away, the divine sense can still scan himself, but he and Rong Canghai Rong Hao have only one face, when to move his hands and feet on his body, Fang Yan doesn't know at all, and he can't help but add a little more to the jealousy of the Jindan monk.

Fang Yan secretly decided that in the future, how far would he hide when he met Brother Jindan, and if his strength was not enough, he would definitely not meet Brother Jindan, and he would not know how to plot by others.

As for the jade pendant that took Rong Hao's soul away, it was very likely to be a top-grade treasure, or even a top-grade treasure.

At this moment, the dialect didn't have time to think too much, there was still a force left by Rong Canghai in his body that was constantly destroying his body, and now the first task was to quickly find a place to heal his wounds, and then try his best to improve his cultivation, and that soul chasing talisman also needed to be found, otherwise the threat of Brother Jindan was like a sharp sword hanging above his head, and he might fall down at any time.

Fang Yan swept away a few things that Rong Hao had dropped, including the page of paper, and he didn't care about anything else, he immediately sat down cross-legged, threw two pills in his mouth, and immediately used the little mana left to refine the aura contained in the pill, and then sealed the wounds that were still bleeding all over his body, and after a little recovery, he packed up his things, greeted the red cicada, and quickly flew towards the depths of the mountain with his sword.

At this moment, the dialect can't take care of the way, he sees a direction, and flies straight towards the depths of the vast mountain, and now the dialect is not afraid of encountering the fourth-order demon beast, as long as he doesn't provoke the fifth-order demon beast, there is nothing in the depths of the vast mountain that can make the dialect fearful.

It has been tens of thousands of miles deeper, and the demon beasts encountered around it are all fourth-order or above the breath, and several times, they have already broken into the opponent's territory, if it weren't for the other party feeling the breath of the two fourth-order spirit pets of the red cicada queen bee beast, I'm afraid it won't stop fighting once.

Fang Yan didn't know how far it was safe for the Jindan monk to escape, even the Dongfu dialect of Lingyuan Valley didn't dare to guarantee that it could isolate this soul-chasing talisman, before it was completely cleared, what Fang Yan said would not bring the danger back, only one person flew wildly towards the depths of the vast mountain, the farther the better, and finally stopped in front of a cliff, Fang Yan could feel that further forward was the territory of the fifth-order demon beast, and it was good here, if the Jindan monk came in the future, he would not be able to attract the fifth-order demon beast, and everyone would have a three-kingdom battle。

After arranging the formation, Fang Yan released the queen bee beast red cicada, there are demon beasts all around here, only these two spirit pets can force the surrounding tiger-eyed divine consciousness back, even if the dialect can't do it.

After everything was arranged, Fang Yan began to heal, in fact, the damage of Rong Hao's two attacks was not great, the first Xia Yan avoided the vital point, although he was pierced through the body, he only needed to be raised for a few days to recover, the second time, although there were many hundreds of sword lights, but compared to the skin trauma, the heaviest thing in Fang Yan's hand was the coercion of the divine sense, and the internal organs that had been tempered by Fang Yan were almost exploded, if it weren't for the condensation of Fang Yan's divine soul and the strong support of willpower, he would already be a dead man at this moment, and that power was still destroying in his body, Fang Yan could only suppress it with all his might。。

Don't say dialects to heal here, but say that in the Fengyuan Sect hundreds of thousands of miles away, in a secret room, Rong Hao's father Rong Canghai is practicing a thing, and a woman in palace clothes is guarding the side with red eyes, looking a little similar to Rong Hao.

"You say, Hao'er was ruined?"

"It should be, I'll know when Hao'er comes back, I didn't expect that little monk to have several treasures, Tianlong Pei's body protection divine light was not blocked, fortunately, Hao'er's soul was protected, and when he came back, he immediately found a body for Hao'er to take away. ”

"Who the hell is it, I'm going to kill him now. ”

"Yu'er, you are now the most important moment for the Dan, if you meet him and throw a few treasures to blow himself up, it will not be worth the damage, he is just a kid in the Qi refining period, when I finish practicing this thing, even if he is at the end of the world, I will not let him go, don't worry." ”

"Why don't you let Wu Xiong go. ”

"Wu Xiong has other things, don't worry, what I said will definitely be done. ”

After comforting her for a long time, the palace woman left the secret room and went out alone.

His son was ruined by someone, he is the most resentful in his heart, you know, the higher the cultivation of the monk, the more refined the essence and blood, the more difficult it is to get pregnant and give birth to a child, Rong Hao was born to Rong Canghai when he was more than one hundred and fifty years old, naturally very doting, he gave him a few treasures early to defend himself, Tianlong Pei was born and hung on his son's waist, and now he was destroyed by someone's body, Rong Canghai's mood can be imagined, as for him sending his son to intercept and kill dialects, he would not have thought of it at all.

The several magic weapons he gave his son to defend himself did not intercept the other party, whether it was Tai'a Sword or Tianlong Pei, it was Rong Canghai's magic weapon that he had practiced for decades, and Tianlong Pei also had his own divine sense, although it was hundreds of thousands of miles away, Rong Canghai could already vaguely feel the situation at that time, if it weren't for the fact that this thing was too important now, Rong Canghai couldn't help but immediately look for the killer.

Rong Canghai clenched his fists, and after a while he let go, calmed down his anger, entered the state of forgetting things and me, and began to play one trick after another, sacrificing the magic weapon in the shape of a bird's wings in front of him.

The dialects in the vast mountains naturally didn't know that Rong Canghai had something to delay and couldn't come to chase and kill him, but he just swallowed pills for several days, refining spiritual energy, running exercises, repairing the body, consolidating the divine soul, and pressing that power.

It took ten days for Fang Yan to suppress that destructive force to a corner of his body, sealing it with mana, and it would take Fang Yan's long efforts to refine this power.

Without the destruction of this force, Fang Yan's body recovered much faster, and after another three days, Fang Yan's body was half better, which was also due to the strong recovery power of Tai Xi Tu.

However, Fang Yan's strength has been greatly damaged, and he still needs to allocate more than half of his mana to suppress that power, even if he urges a treasure weapon now, unless he lets that power continue to destroy in his body.

Fang Yan smiled bitterly a few times, when he came, he could also make the Evian Sword at the level of the Imperial Treasure, if he couldn't refine this power, he could only make the Green Fire Sparrow if he wanted to fly.

But now is not the time to think about going back, even the power of refining is not the most important, what Fang Yan wants to do at this moment is to find that soul chasing talisman, this thing is not removed, no matter what, Fang Yan can't be at ease.

Fang Yan began to probe his body inch by inch, from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, not letting go of any place, who knew that after searching twice in a row and still finding nothing, Fang Yan didn't think that Rong Hao would tell lies to scare himself, in that case, Rong Hao's words were absolutely credible.

The reason why he couldn't find it could only be that Brother Jindan was too clever and didn't believe in evil in dialects, not only in the epidermis and internal organs, but also in the blood vessels and bone marrow this time.

The hard work paid off, Fang Yan finally found a place, it turned out to be a faint gray shadow in his heart, seeing this gray shadow, Fang Yan was even more frightened, if the other party was not putting a soul chasing talisman at that time, but some other attack talisman, then he didn't have no way at all?

This is the dialect looked up to the Jindan monk, even if it was a Jindan monk, he couldn't put an attack spell into his body silently, and the auxiliary spell characteristic of the soul chasing charm was secret, so that he could hide the dialect's divine consciousness and be quietly beaten into the body.