Fang Yan has miscalculated a little, it has been nearly a quarter of an hour, and the momentum of the Thunder Winged Bird has not decreased by a single point, it is still the same, at this time, Fang Yan is really aware of why the Hu Dao people will say that the Thunder Wing Bird is a fourth-order demon beast, but it can burst out with the strength of the late Yuan Infant and even the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant, and the surrounding thunder is not only its hiding place, but also can make every one of its bombardments enhance its great power.

With the flickering of the wings of the thunder-winged bird, the thunder light within dozens of miles was stirred by it, gradually forming a thunder storm, surging towards the direction of the dialect flying away, the dialect that was also hidden in the thunder light, felt the huge fluctuations around it, and was cautious, these thunder storms could not hurt the dialect, but the dialect was aware of the continuous enhancement of the power in this storm, and it was certain that the thunder-winged bird was brewing a more ferocious bombardment.

In the storm of thunder, from time to time there are balls of thunder like cannonballs of thunder coming towards the dialect, but this is not as easy to deal with as the surrounding thunder, it is undoubtedly another means of bombardment of the thunder winged bird, what makes the dialect even more helpless is that in the thunder storm, no longer can detect the trace of the thunder winged bird, the dialect can only sense its proximity through the origin of the thunder in the infant, sensing the surrounding thunder fluctuations.

The thunder-winged bird is far faster than the dialect, that is, it is trying its best to sense the fluctuations around it, and there are several times when the dialect is dangerous and dangerous to avoid the bombardment of the thunder-winged bird, and on two occasions a pair of sharp claws of the thunder-winged bird are slashed along the side of the dialect less than a zhang, and the momentum of breaking the sky hits the dialect spirit armor, which has great power.

Within a quarter of an hour, Fang Yan has been flashing his body, dodging the unexpected rapid bombardment of the Thunder Wing Bird, and he has been bombarded by spiritual thunder several times but can only blast away a thunderstorm, and he can't bombard the Thunder Wing Bird's body at all, Fang Yan has already noticed that the Thunder Wing Bird is far more handy than himself in the thunder light, and it seems that its body is condensed by the thunder light, and the countless thunder lights around it are constantly replenishing its loss anytime and anywhere, so if it continues, I am afraid that it is not that I consume the momentum of the Thunder Wing Bird, but that my own momentum is weakened, and it is difficult to leave？

The surrounding thunder light fluctuated slightly, and it had already clashed several times, and Fang Yan understood that the Thunder Wing Bird was about to flash out, and in an instant, Fang Yan's body was stunned, and a red and blue spirit armor immediately released a dazzling light, firmly enveloping Fang Yan's body, and suddenly, there was a looming sword light.

With a hard touch, Fang Yan suddenly turned around, opened the way with the Five Elements Spirit Thunder, and then urged the body method to rush forward to kill, Fang Yan, who had been looking for an opportunity, gave up his previous plan, and bombarded the Thunder Wing Bird that had just revealed his body with a hard posture.

Aware of the movement of the dialect, the thunder winged bird seemed to be very surprised, and it was a loud chirp to remember, but it was a sense of excitement that could not be hidden, the thunder wings of the thunder bird shook violently, and the surrounding thunder storm immediately rushed towards the dialect that stopped and fled, and at the same time, from between the wings, dozens of thunder balls suddenly shot out from the thunder light that the dialect could not see, and faintly formed a bombardment formation.

In the face of such a scene, Fang Yan's expression was calm, and he was more determined, for the influence of the thunder light, Fang Yan thought that he was not as good as the Thunder Wing Bird, and he could not stir the thunder light within dozens of miles around him like the Thunder Wing Bird, forming a storm for his own use, but the thunder light within a few zhang outside the body, Fang Yan had gained control with the help of the origin of the thunder in his body.

The Five Elements Spirit Thunder bombarded in front, followed by a Thunder Light Shield, and then behind it was a dialect shrouded in the power of the whole body Spirit Armor.

Boom boom Five Elements Spirit Thunderstorm opened, blasting the surrounding thunderstorm out of an open area, followed by several muffled sounds, the shield of thunder light condensed by the dialect met the thunder ball bombardment of the thunder wing bird, after all, the thunder light condensed by the dialect could not be compared to the condensation of the thunder wing bird, after a few sounds, the dialect noticed that the thunder light in front of him had broken into powder, scattered into a trace of thunder light and reintegrated into the surrounding storm.

After the thunder winged bird's continuous thunder ball dispersed the giant shield condensed by the dialect, the power was still there, and it continued to roar towards the dialect, and the dialect did not try to dodge again, nor did it condense the thunder shield again, but just urged the peach miasma armor to the extreme, and went straight towards several thunder light balls.

The medium-grade spiritual weapon-level peach miasma armor is naturally not comparable to the thunder light shield condensed in a hurry by the dialect, and after a few loud bangs, it finally blocked the bombardment of a string of thunder light balls, but unexpectedly, another string of thunder light balls arrived in an instant, and once again bombarded the peach miasma armor of the dialect.

Two consecutive strings of bombardment, dialect's peach miasma armor shield was almost blasted, dialect's eyes narrowed, and he saw that the third string of bombardment had arrived in front of him, dialect made a crazy move, did not increase the urging of the peach miasma armor, but with a backhand turn, a string of sword light flashed, and the big Wu sword array appeared in front of dialect.

"I want to see what kind of ability you have as a demon beast, and you actually make the Hu Dao people so jealous, after the Great Wu Sword Formation has been refined, it has not been practiced, and today I will try the power of the Great Wu Sword Formation integrated with a medium-grade spiritual weapon on you. ”

The thought flashed in Fang Yan's heart, but he didn't urge the Da Wu Sword Array to bombard in his hand, and a sword formation just circulated around Fang Yan's side.

The peach miasma armor on Fang Yan's body was hit by three bombardments in a row, and at this moment there was a loud bang, and then it shattered, and the red smoke encountered the thunder and made a stabbing sound, and then it submerged into Fang Yan's body, this spirit armor that had accompanied Fang Yan for a long time was almost completely destroyed at this moment, and only a ball of peach miasma poison-wrapped spirit fire spirit body escaped back into Fang Yan's body,

Fang Yan had already expected this situation, or rather, this situation was created by Fang Yan, and the moment the peach miasma armor was damaged, the corner of Fang Yan's mouth even showed a smile: "Finally appeared, kill." ”

An incomparable sword light suddenly flashed, more condensed than the sword light of the Great Wu Sword Array before the dialect, and slashed towards the front of the dialect, and in the thunder light in the sky, a brilliant light suddenly burst out, covering the same radiant flashing thunder light around it, and the dialect in the middle of the Yuan Infant and the Thunder Wing Bird who was also cultivated by the Yuan Infant had the first real head-on contact.

Fang Yan desperately destroyed the peach miasma armor, in order to be at this moment, the thunder wing bird was hidden in the thunder light, and the dialect could not detect its traces, and every time it was attacked, it could be vaguely aware of its location, but several times the five elements spirit thunder bombardment did not get the slightest effect, and it was in vain to consume his mana, and the dialect thought about it, only by using it as a bait could the thunder wing bird lead the body shape.

Now it seems that it really worked, but the price is a little bigger, a medium-grade spirit weapon-level spirit armor, that is, the dialect is also considered a high-end goods, or a peach miasma that has grown up with the dialect, even if the peach miasma poison still exists, the instrument spirit is only injured and not destroyed, I am afraid that after re-refining, it will have to be restored to the original low-grade spirit weapon, and if you want to be promoted to the middle grade again in the future, I don't know how much effort it will take, maybe you also need to fuse a medium-grade spirit weapon?

Fang Yan didn't think about the peach miasma at the moment, and at the moment he made a decision, he knew this result, and Fang Yan only paid attention to what kind of results his Great Wu Sword Formation would achieve.

Just as the remnants of the thunder light after blasting through the peach miasma armor bombarded Fang Yan's body, an angry chirp sounded at the same time, piercing the sky, and the thunderclouds above his head were a little lighter in this roar.

Fang Yan stared towards the miserable cry and looked out, only to see a phantom flash, and when he looked again, he found that a cloud of thunder light reappeared there, Fang Yan could be sure that this thunder light was the thunder wing bird that he had just killed with himself, but it was half smaller than before, and the countless thunder lights around him poured into the thunder light like a river entering the sea, and in the blink of an eye, it recovered a lot, and it didn't take a moment for it to return to its original state.

This is really almost an immortal body, as long as it is not killed instantly, it can be repaired by absorbing thunder light at any time, it is much more convenient than the monk being injured, if this is the case, how can the dialect hope to kill it, and the demon beast of this strength can be killed with one blow, I am afraid that the distraction of the great monk will be needed.

Fang Yan was slightly shocked in his heart, but there was no pause in his hand, and he casually pocketed the flash of thunder that had just been chopped off, and immediately urged the Dawu Sword Array to continue to slash towards the thunder light, no matter what, in a confrontation, Fang Yan damaged a spirit armor, but after all, it was the Thunder Wing Bird that lost more, although he did not sense where the sword light was cut just now, but Fang Yan could confirm that his incomparable sword light was infinitely close to the blow of the high-grade spirit weapon, and even reached the blow of the high-grade spirit weapon, and it must have slashed the body of the Thunder Wing Bird.

The sword light of the dialect had just been activated, and the thunder winged bird, which was still absorbing the thunder light, suddenly flickered and reintroduced into the thunder light.

Seeing that a sword light bombardment ended in vain, Fang Yan's heart tightened, the thunder winged bird could react like this, obviously it had regained its clarity, and it was no longer crazy before, so wouldn't one of his spirit armors be lost in vain.

Thinking of the behavior of the Thunderwing Bird just now, Fang Yan secretly hated in his heart, but he was helpless, so he could only calm down and re-sense the fluctuations around him to prevent the Thunderwinged Bird from attacking and killing as fast as lightning.

To Fang Yan's surprise, there was no movement for half a day, not only that, but even the surrounding thunderstorm gradually dispersed, still lightning and thunder, rumbling loudly, but it had long since lost its previous ferocious power.

The Thunderwing Bird actually retreated?

Fang Yan carefully sensed the surroundings, did not see any strange fluctuations, carefully urged the body to turn around, and there was still no trace of the thunder winged bird, until the thunder stone that caused the dispute was pocketed, without being disturbed in the slightest, Fang Yan could finally determine that the almost immortal demon beast had indeed retreated, or had it escaped?

After calming down, Fang Yan immediately thought of a question, according to his own inference, it shouldn't have been like this, there is only one explanation, the damage he gave it is not as indifferent as he thought, otherwise with the previous performance of the Thunder Wing Bird, it would definitely not have left like this.

Thinking of this, Fang Yan wanted to probe his divine sense into the Qiankun pot, wanting to see where he had just cut off, and actually let the Thunder Wing Bird retreat in such a hurry, suddenly his mind moved, stopped probing, closed his eyes and sensed it for a while, and immediately urged his body to fly out towards a dialect.

For a moment, Fang Yan sensed a fluctuation in the origin of thunder.

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