The owner of the voice is the Bright Moon Daoist, as the voice of the Bright Moon Daoist fell, Fang Yan noticed that a calm and self-contained Lin Ru suddenly had a slight change, and a faint battle intent rose, needless to say, he must have an idea about this star quicksand crystal. Bubble book. Bar*

Fang Yan secretly said in his heart, this Jiaoyue senior is really bloody, the star quicksand crystal is also an amazing material in the Xuanlan domain, when refining the magic weapon, it can greatly improve the fit between the magic weapon and itself, and can make your mana flow more smoothly in the magic weapon, although it cannot improve the level of the magic weapon, but it can really improve the power of the magic weapon.

No one would not want this kind of spiritual object, and the dialect naturally wanted it, if it was a few threads in the eighteen sword fetuses that he was refining, the power would definitely increase a lot, and he had noticed it in the city of Canglan and the city of the War Emperor before, not to mention that there was no trace in the shop, even in the auction hall, even if he followed the red bald Du Tianye and a few distracted monks into the trading place prepared for the distraction monks at the auction for the last time, there was no figure of this kind of spiritual object, and I didn't expect to meet it here today.

Fang Yan didn't know that this Jiaoyue Dao person took out the Star Quicksand Crystal and didn't think about the dialect at all, it was simply prepared for Lin Ru.

Almost all the monks in the entire sect of the Heavenly Star Sect had heard that the genius disciple Lin Ru wanted to refine a magic weapon, and it had taken hundreds of years for Lin Ru to collect raw materials for this magic weapon, and he had not yet started refining it.

Lin Ru has been so carefully prepared for hundreds of years, he naturally wants his magic weapon to be refined again, he also knows that his Uncle Jiaoyue has a spiritual object such as Star Flowing Sand Crystal in his hands, and he originally wanted to open his mouth to ask for it, but now he heard that Uncle Jiaoyue took out this spiritual object as a colorful head, Lin Ru is also a talented person, not to mention his intelligence, under such an obvious signal, if he still doesn't know that his uncle is giving this spiritual object to himself through this competition, then Lin Ru will not be called a genius among the geniuses of the Heavenly Star Sect, and he originally planned to keep his hand, but now it is not possible, Uncle Jiaoyue is clearly going to defeat this dialect junior brother by himself。

It's just that Lin Ru is secretly happy in his heart and at the same time a little puzzled, what is the background of his dialect junior brother who is valued by Uncle Sword Star, and he actually let Uncle Jiaoyue not hesitate to take out spiritual objects to motivate himself, if he can't win beautifully today, I'm afraid that even if he wants to ask Uncle Shi for it in the future, he won't be able to open his mouth.

Fang Yan noticed that the atmosphere had changed suddenly, but he didn't care very much, now more than one of these distracted great monks had already set their sights on their high-grade spiritual weapon star burial robes, whether or not this star quicksand crystal appeared, he had no intention of giving up, and now he had another color, and it seemed that he had taken advantage of it.

Dialects have always believed in the practice of making decisions on the spot, cutting off one of their fingers, if they are elsewhere, the dialect will never wait for Lin to attack first, and just fall will urge their own great attack to kill the other party, if they are not invincible, they will consider the Thunder Escape Wings to dodge away, obviously this kind of practice can not be used now, even if they are invincible, they do not need to dodge away, but they can't get started and urge the maximum attack to kill, after all, this is not facing the real enemy, but the same door.

Speaking of which, since Fang Yan entered the cultivation realm, almost every battle has been a life-and-death struggle, and there are a few close friends, either whose cultivation is far higher than their own, or their cultivation is far lower than their own, and they rarely have such a discussion with others as they do now.

"Senior Brother Dialect, be careful, take me the spark to burn the original recipe. As if sensing that the dialect wanted to stick to it, Lin Ru finally couldn't help it, and immediately urged the exercises to bombard the dialect with a loud shout.

Hearing the sound of a shout, Fang Yan sensed several breaths shooting towards him, and in an instant, Fang Yan realized that he seemed to be on a wasteland, and the flickering fluctuations around him were like a little spark light, emitting a trace of pure and domineering power to attack and kill him.

In just an instant, Fang Yan knew that this genius disciple was indeed worthy of his name, and in terms of the attack power of this set of exercises alone, he was no less than a medium-grade spiritual weapon, but it was a pity that this kind of exercise was the most suitable for facing a group of demon beasts, but the effect of fighting with his peers was much worse.

Knowing that Lin Ru would never urge great power as soon as he made a move, he wanted to see the true strength of Lin Ru is genius disciple of the inner sect of the Heavenly Star Sect, and after Fang Yan urged the Thunder Spirit Armor to protect his body, he did not urge the Five Elements Spirit Thunder or the Qingyun Giant Sword, the two strongest means of attack, but with a wave of his right palm, a killing blade appeared in Fang Yan's hand, and then he urged the Broken Illusion Eye, and looked out towards the shroud of this similar formation that was cage towards him, and found the weak point in it in an instant, and then he dodged and controlled the killing blade to kill the past。

Fang Yan urged the killing blade to break through the surrounding power, and it didn't make Lin Ru have any surprise flashes, if he couldn't even receive this kind of bombardment, how could he enter the inner door, but the killing blade in Fang Yan's hand made him a little surprised.

Fang Yan's body scurried like a fish, Lin Ru didn't pause for half a minute, his hands kept playing all kinds of tricks, and a breath came out of him, not long after, Fang Yan realized that he could easily find the flaw just now, but now it is a lot more difficult, the Dao power that caged himself was just a spark, and now it has a faint momentum of burning the plain, and the waves of bombardment are like the fire of the wasteland, and the waves are extremely fierce.

There are still weak points around, and Fang Yan has no time to probe again, Fang Yan waved his right hand, and the four killing blades immediately flashed, surrounding the body, that is, the fire was about to burn the prairie again, and it was close to Fang Yan's side that could not penetrate the defense formed by the killing blade, let alone bombard the talisman spirit armor of Fang Yan.

However, the dialect sticks to Lin Ruyi's mind, but after a few breaths, the dialect finds itself in the shroud of monstrous power, Lin Ruyi's bombardment is dignified, to overwhelm people's way, so the power has reached the limit of the Yuanying monk, although there is no trace of fire around, but the dialect can feel the raging meaning like a prairie fire, the domineering breath of fire is fully revealed, and he is like a clump of dry grass in the wilderness, and the slightest contact will disappear, this is the meaning of the spark burning the prairie fire?

The killing blade was already unable to resist the surrounding power, with several crackling sounds, the four killing blades were shattered and scattered, and re-melted into Fang Yan's hands, at this time, Fang Yan found that his own means were still insufficient, if it was directly bombarded, his own Five Elements Spirit Thunder and Da Wu Sword Array were not worse than Lin Ruyi's Spark Burning Plain Technique, and even more concentrated and efficient, but if he wanted to peacefully blast away the surrounding power, he was a little embarrassed, and some difficult dialects for a while could only urge their own defense to flash in the surging power.

From the beginning to now, it is only ten breaths, seeing that the dialect has been surrounded by Lin Ru is attack, and it will not take a moment to distinguish the winner and loser, the circle of monks standing outside the round platform showed different expressions on their faces, and the Jiaoyue Daoist said to the Sword Star Daoist standing beside him: "Senior Brother Sword Star, the dialect you found has excellent qualifications and understanding, but unfortunately the heart is a little worse, and it still needs to be honed. ”

It is rare for the Jiaoyue Dao people to call a senior brother, but it is full of ridicule, the Sword Star Dao people don't care too much, he has seen several dialect methods in the ancient wilderness battlefield, and he can easily deal with it in the face of groups of fifth-order demon beasts, but it shows the strength of the Yuan Infant Great Perfection, from the words of the red bald man, the Sword Star Dao people also know that the dialect has an extremely deep understanding of the formation, and now Lin Ruyi's Spark Liaoyuan Jue is powerful, it is still a Yuan Ying method, and it is not enough to let the dialect be defeated so easily, not to mention that the tone of the previous dialect is not a tone to admit defeat easily, this kid must have some idea, and he doesn't believe that you are under the attack of Master Lin and nephew, and it doesn't show its real strength.

"Senior Brother Jiaoyue, the victory or defeat has not yet been decided, and the outcome of this battle is still unpredictable. After hearing the words of the Jiaoyue Daoist, the Sword Star Daoist responded, but the divine sense just stared at the field and did not look back.

"Sword Star is very arrogant, Hu Daoren, you have been with this junior for a long time, I don't know what you think of this fight. After the Jiaoyue Daoist said a word, he turned his head to the Hu Dao man on the other side, in his opinion, there is really no need to look at this battle anymore, after a long battle, this dialect only urged a few killing blades, not a killing blade condensed to the extreme, if it is to fight with the peers in those small sects outside, with these few weird killing blades, it may be able to take some advantage, but in the Heavenly Star Sect, there is no chance, and now it is even more put away the killing blade, only relying on the body method to flash back and forth, consuming its own mana to resist the surrounding power, and in a moment, the momentum of the spark fire is complete, that is, if you want to flash, where is there a place to flash。

The Jiaoyue Daoist didn't expect that the Hu Daoist also rejected his judgment, and was even more sure than the Sword Star Daoist: "The Jiaoyue Daoist, this battle is undoubtedly won, and now he is just worried about hurting that Lin Daoyou." ”

For the strength of dialects, no one will know better than Hu Daoren, what cultivation was able to hold on to himself back then, and then he survived safely in the distraction catastrophe, if it is only these, it cannot be said that the strength of dialects is outstanding, after all, these rely on the exercise itself and the strange manipulation of the dialect Thunder and Light ability, and it does not help much in the fight, what really makes Hu Daoren full of confidence is the various manifestations of dialects after entering the domain of Xuanlan, especially in the performance of the ancient wilderness battlefield, that is, the sixth-order demon beast encounters the dialect, and nine times out of ten they are bombarded, the sixth-order demon beast is already a distraction cultivation, not to mention that others don't know, and the Hu Dao people can still be unclear, not only did the dialect have many means that have not been used, but more importantly, there are star burial robes, and they are invincible only by relying on the star burial robes, how can there be the defeat of the people of the Bright Moon Dao.

"Huh?" Jiaoyue Daoren was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Hu Daoren to say such unkind words.

The Sword Star Daoist on the other side heard a little meaning, and sent a divine sense to the Shuang'an Daoist who was a little farther away, and after the two exchanged for a moment, a voice from the Sword Star Daoist entered the arena: "You two try your best to compete, with our Dharma protector, you don't have to worry about getting hurt." ”

(I don't feel 600 chapters, thank you for your continued support, Baisha thank you)