Self-detonation such a magic weapon, even the distraction of the mid-stage monk is unbearable, the monk surnamed Bai just turned around and sat under the protection of the monk surnamed Qiao, but soon, his calm face showed a shocked face, and the aura of the opponent over there was revealed again, although there was a little disorder, but it was not much weaker.

"How could it be. Again and again I was surprised by the strength of the dialect, but at this moment, the monk surnamed Bai couldn't help but exclaim again, it is convenient to have such a magic weapon defense, but it is impossible to survive under the self-explosion power of the flying sword that has the breath of a high-grade spiritual weapon, originally it was just a little regretful that the magic weapon would be destroyed, so that his loss could not be compensated, but at this moment the monk surnamed Bai had a different emotion, so powerful that the other party could not be killed, so what else could be done, that magic weapon had such a defense? No, it can't be like this, there must be fraud in it, thinking about it here, and then thinking about the power of that magic weapon, the greed on the face of the monk surnamed Bai immediately appeared.

The monk surnamed Qiao also showed a shocked look, sensing the aura of the opponent in the distance, and the expression on his face, which still had the strength to spare, turned a few times in a moment, glanced at the companion beside him, and said unwillingly: "Bai Daoyou, let's retreat first." ”

"Do you want me to waste my natal flying sword in vain? Even if he hadn't fallen, he would have been seriously injured, and it was just a bluff in front of him, didn't you even have the guts?" The monk surnamed Bai shouted loudly when he heard this, and the anger in it was overflowing, if it weren't for the damage in his body at this moment, he might have to attack again directly.

"Brother Bai, don't be impatient, let's probe for a while, and then make calculations and act rashly, I'm afraid you and I will fall here," Hearing the words of the monk surnamed Bai, the monk surnamed Qiao said with a slight pause.

At this moment, the monk surnamed Bai was already lacking in strength, and he also knew that what he had just said was a little too much, so he immediately nodded and said, "Okay, I don't believe that with the power of my flying sword's self-explosion, I didn't seriously injure him, so I waited for a while." After speaking, he closed his eyes and urged the exercises, reining in the extremely messy aura in his body.

It's just that there was no moment of effort, and a fierce voice sounded: "Kill." "The aura of the early stage of distraction, which was still in the distance before, suddenly approached, but in the chaos, it was a little more aggressive, with this angry shout, as well as the incomparable sword light, and several powerful spiritual thunders.

"Retreat. Sensing the power of the other party, the monk surnamed Qiao no longer had the slightest hesitation, immediately shouted, rolled up his companion, and quickly retreated towards the Shi Lu behind him, he was originally not good at killing, he chose to dodge, at this moment, it was the monk surnamed Bai who was unwilling in his heart, and he could only keep silent, but the resentment on his face could not be suppressed no matter what, and the two mid-stage distraction monks faced a distraction early stage monk, and in the end, they did not take any advantage, but let themselves lose the natal flying sword, even if it was a thousand years of cultivation, it was difficult to make up for the damage this time, just if he knew, the early distraction monk on the other side had killed a mid-distraction monk like him not long ago, maybe he wouldn't think so.

In an instant, a figure appeared in the position where the two distracted mid-stage monks were just standing, but the figure had just stood still for a few breaths, and the previous somewhat fierce aura converged in an instant, revealing a cowardly dialect in the faint starlight, only the essence in the eyes was still the same, and the dialect stared in the direction where the two distracted mid-stage monks were far away, until after half a ring, there was no movement there, and the light in his eyes faded.

"Dialect, the situation in there is unknown, why don't you stay here for a while and make plans after you recover?" Sensing that the dialect was about to go in the direction of the exit of the portal again, Hu Daoren couldn't help but remind that the power of the high-grade spiritual weapon self-detonation, even if there was a defense of the star burial robe that was also a high-grade spiritual weapon, the dialect was still damaged, and at that time, a mouthful of essence blood gushed up to the throat, almost spurting out, and the meridians in the body were also damaged a lot under the majestic force.

"Why do I want to take risks, don't you notice that there are faint fluctuations coming from there? If you are elsewhere, you can also rely on the Sen Ran Scroll, there is such a powerful sword shadow power here but it is difficult to hide the aura, if you meet a mid-stage distraction monk, or even a distraction early stage monk, you and I are more than lucky, even if we want to stay here, we have to go to the left of the portal, if we really want to be driven again, even if we take the risk, we will escape into it. Hearing Hu Daoren's words of consolation, Fang Yan didn't stop, still urging the magic trick in his hand to condense the runes one after another, and with the two inches of light in his eyes, he walked towards him, and the inch of light at this moment was much more condensed than before.

At this time, there are dialects, Hu Daoren did not deliberately explore the surroundings, but silently recovered themselves, hearing the words of the dialect, only to be nervous, and then floated out a wisp of divine sense to probe out, and sure enough, he noticed a faint fluctuation behind him, although it was still very weak, and it would not take long to arrive, but I don't know if the two people had figured out what to return, or someone else also followed.

Aware of this fluctuation, Hu Daoren also knew that Fang Yan's current choice was the best, looking at the power of the two inches in front of Fang Yan at the moment, Hu Dao people knew that this magic dialect seemed to have entered, and his heart immediately settled down a little, but when sensing the physical situation of Fang Yan, Hu Dao Ren couldn't help but show a little solemnity, he knew that Fang Yan's breath at the moment was still strong, and he forced the injuries in his body to press down, Hu Dao people could even perceive that Fang Yan's body was not a flash of churning fluctuations, and Hu Dao people who didn't say anything should even take back their divine sense, and concentrate on recovering themselves, ready to deal with possible changes。

The inch light trick showed its power, as the light in Fang Yan's eyes flashed from time to time, the formation runes in his hand poured out like a cloud, and after a while, there was another wave of spatial fluctuations, and when he flashed his body again, he was already much closer to the exit of the portal.

It's just that the momentum around him is a little stronger, which makes Fang Yan's face a little more dignified, after thinking about it for a while, he still didn't stop, and continued to urge the inch light trick, and the formation runes were still condensed in his hands, after flashing three times in a row, Fang Yan felt a tremble in front of him, and then looked at the portal in front of him, as long as he stepped forward again, he could step into it, Fang Yan stopped his steps and did not step out.

The dialect that stopped continued to urge the inch light to go in the direction of the portal with the formation runes, and after a while, his face showed a little helplessness, but there were some runes that melted into the surrounding formations, but it was difficult to detect the slightest behind the portal, and the dialects were not very disappointed when this situation appeared, such a large array, only because no one urged him, he could make it easy for him to get here all the way, and at this moment, he wanted to directly explore the situation of the cave after the formation, and he was indeed a little greedy.

Restrained the dialect of the divine thought, when he threw a few pills in his mouth, and at the same time explained to the nonsense, he immediately flashed into the Senran scroll and urged the exercises, and in an instant, the qi and blood suppressed in the dialect's body surged again, and a messy aura appeared in the magic weapon space of the Senran scroll.

It is the surrounding momentum that is extremely coercive, and the dialect at this moment can only be restored here, but the current dialect can't be relieved to urge the exercises, because the Hu Dao people are also recovering from injuries, and he is difficult to resist the momentum and coercion of this place for a long time, not only to deal with the surrounding momentum and coercion, the dialect also needs to take turns with the Hu Dao people to be alert to possible changes around them, not to mention anything else, just just aware of the fluctuating master behind him, if it is fast, it will not take a few days to arrive, what the dialect needs to do now is to restore the cultivation before then, and it is impossible to recover completely, at least there must be a battle force to protect itself。

It's just that this time there was a great deviation in the prediction of the dialect, and there were no days for him to recover, but in the past seven or eight days, and the outside world only had less than two days, the dialect heard the anxious voice of the nonsense man: "Dialect, someone is coming." ”