After another two days, these people saw several groups of monks fleeing out of the cave one after another, and finally saw the long-overdue dialect.

The dialect is a little embarrassed, the hundred miles at the exit of the cave is the place where the soul beasts are most concentrated, and when you go in, there are ten thousand heavens sect Jindan monks to kill the formation and open the way, and when you come out, you have to rely on yourself.

When I came, I didn't pay attention to the entrance of the cave, and after coming out, Fang Yan found that he was in a halfway up the mountain, and behind him was the entrance of the cave, and below was a mountain col, surrounded by mountains, and Fang Yan thought a little and fled down, just in the cave and the soul beast fight, it consumed a lot of mana, and it needs to be replenished.

"It's out, it's finally out. ”

"I didn't expect this kid to drag on until now, and it was really a person, Xiao Daoyou, you see that he went down to the mountain col, he must have just killed the soul beast in the cave and consumed too much, and he wanted to replenish his mana. ”

"Let's go, let's go down, we must kill with one blow, there are not many people left in the cave, but they are all difficult characters, and we must not let others come out to stir up the situation. As soon as the monk surnamed Xiao gave an order, seven or eight people escaped from the top of the mountain and flew straight towards the mountain col.

Seven people dealt with one, and they also learned a little bit of the strength of the dialect from the mouth of the monk surnamed Bai, and there was a monk surnamed Xiao who was close to the consummation of Jindan, so it was no wonder that he was so blatant.

However, the monk surnamed Bai only knew that Fang Yan had a set of high-level array plates, and in addition to that, it was the convergence aura that others had also seen, and the ability to hide his body, and now that he was at the bottom of the mountain, he had already been locked by everyone, and it was too late to hide his body.

As soon as there was movement above, Fang Yan noticed it, and when he looked up, he saw several sword lights flying down the mountain, and he didn't care at first, but when he saw the sword light coming straight towards him, Fang Yan immediately sensed that something was wrong.

When he looked at it, he saw the monk surnamed Bai who rushed to the front: "Well, it turned out to be them, and the group of people who took the clear water that day?

At this time, Fang Yan didn't know that the other party was coming to trouble him: "Do you really think you are a soft persimmon?"

At this time, the dialect had just come down, and he had not yet arranged the formation, nor had he arranged the formation, standing at the bottom of the col, urging the spirit armor to protect himself, waiting for the other party to come, but his hands were already ready.

Soon a group of seven people stopped in front of the dialect and dispersed to envelop the dialect.

Fang Yan looked at this loose encirclement with disdain, could it be that everyone had a talisman treasure sealed with a fourth-order soul beast, even if he wanted to leave, these people would not be able to stop him.

"Boy, for the sake of your acquaintance, hand over the things on your body, and we will let you live. Seeing that several of them had surrounded the dialect, the monk surnamed Bai said to the dialect.

"Do I know you?" replied casually.

"Haha, okay, surnamed Fang, do you really think that you can run rampant with just a pair of formations?"

At the same time, the monk surnamed Xiao was also issuing an order: "Don't entangle any more, kill immediately." ”

Unexpectedly, before his words fell, he heard a low voice in the dialect: "There is a lot of nonsense." ”

Fang Yan has always disliked the battle of words, and after only one sentence, he determined the other party's intentions, and immediately shot out the two Gengjin Thunder in his hand one after the other.

With one enemy and seven, even if there are two spirit pets of the wind slave and the fish slave, he is still at a disadvantage, and the other party must also have spirit pets and spirit talismans in his hands, especially the fourth-order soul beast talisman treasure, which makes Fang Yan a little jealous.

The dialect bombarded the monk surnamed Bai who had just spoken to him, and he could be regarded as having joined forces, and he had just come out and led people to kill him, and he was not happy if he didn't teach him a lesson.

The monk surnamed Bai obviously didn't expect the besieged dialect to dare to take the initiative, but the monk who dared to accept the hire to come here was not experienced in a hundred battles, just because the dialect was alone, he relaxed his vigilance a little, discovered the dialect's movements, and immediately sacrificed a shield shadow to block in front of him.

It's just that he seems to underestimate the spiritual thunder of the dialect, in terms of power, Gengjin thunder is not as good as Wutu thunder, but in terms of penetrating lethality, among the five spiritual thunders, Gengjin thunder is the most.

Two loud noises sounded in front of the monk surnamed Bai, and then a miserable cry was heard, and a rich gold system fluctuated and dispersed, and then saw that the spirit armor on the monk surnamed Bai had been shattered, and the monk surnamed Bai in surprise immediately sacrificed a set of spirit armor to protect himself.

Fang Yan saw at a glance the spirit armor on the monk surnamed Bai, there was actually a spirit weapon breath, but the overall feeling was obviously inferior to his own peach miasma armor, Fang Yan didn't think about it, he just thought about taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Fang Yan's third and fourth spirit thunder shot out again, and it was only at this time that several attacks around him fell on the layers of defense outside Fang Yan's body.

said that it was too late and that was fast, in fact, it was less than a breath from the first spiritual thunder shot out by Fang Yan, Fang Yan ignored the fragmentation of his several layers of spiritual armor, and directly got up, and killed towards the location where the monk surnamed Bai was, and the last two spiritual thunders also exploded one after another, and a louder scream came out, almost following the spirit thunder, the bursting qi had not completely dissipated, and the figure of the dialect had already escaped in front of the monk surnamed Bai.

"I'm sorry, Bai Daoyou. A red color emerged from the dialect spirit armor and submerged into the body of the monk surnamed Bai, and in an instant, the monk surnamed Bai was silent.

By the time those people reacted, the dialect had already flown out of the gap that appeared, and the monk surnamed Bai who was standing there was nowhere to be seen.

One face, just one face, Fang Yan killed the monk surnamed Bai, and the other six people looked at each other a little stunned, they had all seen the power of those spiritual thunders just now, and no one thought that Fang Yan would have such a sharp weapon in his hands.

"Chase, he was the spirit thunder of mana condensation just now, and under such consumption, there must not be much mana. The monk surnamed Xiao paused slightly, then saw the situation clearly, and immediately sent a message to several people.

Everyone is not stupid, and instantly knew that what the monk surnamed Xiao said was right, although the spiritual thunder just now was huge, but it also showed that more mana was consumed, for the monk surnamed Bai who had fallen, no one thought about it anymore, they were all general friends, this time, several people no longer had the slightest contempt mentality, and they all sacrificed a strong defense, stepping on the sword light and chasing in the direction where the dialect escaped.

What they expected was right, but Fang Yan didn't have much mana, originally killing soul beasts in the cave, it took a lot of mana, and after coming out, he didn't have time to recover half a point, he encountered the siege of that group of people, and urging the peach miasma armor to urge the spiritual thunder was a very mana-consuming move, and Fang Yan's mana is now less than one-third of what it was in its heyday, which is also the reason why Fang Yan hurriedly opened the gap and fled.

The dialect divine consciousness in the flight swept back, and sure enough, none of them were easy to follow, and they all chased over, if they urged the streamer wings, they could get rid of them, but the dialect didn't dare, if the sect of Wantian Sect wanted to say that there was no magic weapon at the level of the spirit weapon, the dialect would definitely not believe it, and even their flying boats chose to fly away from the sky, not the void flight, and it was conceivable that the void flight was indeed dangerous.

I didn't know when I just arrived at the Heavenly Soul Continent before, I urged it once, and I didn't encounter danger, it was a fluke, but it was impossible to be so lucky every time, in case I encountered a demon beast that could bombard the void, I would only have one end, that is, fall, not to mention that there are soul beast territories within millions of miles around here, even if I didn't get attacked, I might not escape somewhere.

Compared to those unknown dangers, Fang Yan would rather face the six monks behind him, if his mana is enough, naturally he doesn't have to flee so embarrassed, the Great Wu Sword Formation, the Five Thunder True Technique, which one is a big killing weapon, facing the monks of the same level, Fang Yan can be described as invincible.

But now there are six people on the other side, and I don't know how many spirit pets there are, whether it is the Great Wu Sword Formation or the Five Thunder True Technique, they can't last long, and their biggest reliance is two spirit pets and two puppet slaves, if there is no fourth-order soul beast rune treasure in the monk's hand, Fang Yan is still very confident that he can kill the enemy with the power of the wind slave, but now Fang Yan is not too sure.

Fang Yan didn't know if he would encounter a high-level soul beast in the distance, and he didn't stay away from this mountain col, urging the flying sword to just circle around this mountain pass, less than a hundred miles, but a moment was a circle, Fang Yan was thinking about the way, and looked at the pursuers behind him from time to time.

When he glanced behind him again, Fang Yan found that the six sword lights were separated, two each.

Instantly, Fang Yan understood the other party's intentions, this is to entangle himself and then kill it, it can be said that Yang Mou is a hard deception, if Fang Yan is really just an ordinary monk with little residual mana, this trick can be described as incomprehensible, but Fang Yan secretly laughed in his heart: "I can't blame myself for my own evil." ”

Sure enough, after Fang Yan bypassed a bend in front of him, he saw the two people waiting in front of him, both of them were fully armed, their bodies were shining, the level of defensive magic weapons was not low, and the flying swords under their feet did not stop, circling back and forth, obviously afraid of their own five-line spiritual thunder, but they were just planning to entangle themselves here, and the monk with the fourth-order soul beast rune treasure was no longer among them, but it would definitely not take long before he arrived.

Fang Yan sneered in his heart, one is in the middle of Jindan, one is in the late stage of Jindan, obviously the other two groups are the same, Fang Yan urged the flying sword to accelerate and fly towards the person in the middle of Jindan.

The monk who had seen the dialect spirit thunder dared to meet the enemy head-on, and quickly threw out several spirit runes in the direction of the dialect, and at the same time, the dark light flashed, and a spirit pet appeared on his side, he only wanted to block for a moment, waiting for the high-level monk to make a move.

Fang Yan was dumbfounded when he saw the spirit pet summoned by his opponent, he was actually a red cicada, but unfortunately it was only a second-order soul beast, one order worse than his own red cicada, and the distance was less than a hundred zhang at this moment.

Now it's three against three, and the dialect releases the wind slave to deal with the late Jindan monks, and he himself deals with the mid-Jindan monks, and the red cicada deals with its kind.

In ancient times, there was a horse race, the horse on the horse, the horse on the horse, the horse on the horse, the victory by surprise, and now the dialect is all over the horse on the horse, and there is no reason to win.

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