Xiyan and Fang Yan discovered the spiritual vein breath, naturally they were very happy, only these newly developed spiritual veins have such abundant spiritual objects, if the sect is occupied, unless it is dry and fishing, otherwise a spiritual vein has a certain amount of spiritual energy that escapes every day, and every day it will constantly extract the spiritual vein and spiritual energy to supply the sect, or maintain the sect's formation, or for the disciples in the sect to cultivate, where will there be a current situation.

There is not so much politeness here, countless spirit stones are on the spiritual veins in front, and the thousands of sword lights that block it are gorgeous, but the power is slightly insufficient, naturally they use their own means, and how much benefit they can collect depends on their means.

Without speaking in dialects, even Xi Yan didn't spare the slightest hand, urging the magic of the phantom star to cage towards the sword light conjured by the golden aura in the air.

Although Xiyan's attack and killing methods are quite insufficient, a distracted great monk, even if he urges a magic weapon that does not enter the stream, and does not even need a magic weapon, he can disperse these slightly spiritual sword lights with his own strength alone, not to mention that Xiyan also has a medium-grade spiritual weapon flying sword in his hand.

Seeing Xiyan dodge out and bombard the sword light conjured by the aura, the dialect that had just broken through a piece of sword light casually ingested the scattered pure aura into the Qiankun pot, without the need for dialect urging, these golden aura automatically poured into the golden portal after entering the Qiankun pot, and it was no longer the previous sharp killing.

Glancing at Xi Yan who killed in the distance, Fang Yan knew that Xi Yan's goal was slightly different from his own, at least Xi Yan didn't pay too much attention to the golden aura of these illusion sword lights, her biggest goal was the spirit stones and even spiritual objects that grew on the spirit veins, but Fang Yan didn't follow Xi Yan to pick up the bargain, and chose another dialect to bombard out.

After blasting out more than ten zhang, Fang Yan suddenly received a reminder from Hu Daoren: "Fang Yan, in such a place, you can let the two spirit pets and the purple spirit also come out to practice, especially the purple spirit Daoist, such a quintessential gold power, if used properly, can refine his body a lot, and the grade is not enough, but it will be of great benefit to refining the pill in the future." ”

As soon as the dialect heard it, he knew that it was reasonable, and even released the red cicada queen bee beast and the purple heng furnace spirit purple spirit: "Go ahead,." Be careful not to get too far away from me. ”

The demon beast spirit sense is even better than the monk, the two spirit pets just flashed out of shape, and they sensed the extremely pure gold aura around them, and when they heard the command of the dialect, the two spirit pets immediately flashed out excitedly.

Seeing his two spirit pets so excited, Fang Yan smiled slightly, the two spirit pets have followed him since childhood, no different from their relatives, if the queen bee beast red cicada did not touch the dialect, it would be just two first-order and second-order demon beasts for the rest of their lives, but now it is already a fifth-order high, after breaking through the bloodline limit, the two spirit pets have unlimited development possibilities,

Over the years, the opponents that Fang Yan has encountered are either the late Yuan Infant or the Yuan Infant Great Perfection, and the distraction monks have also encountered more than once, and even more powerful Demon Venerable clones, as well as the mysterious existence in the Falling Thunder Abyss, these are not the ones that today's fifth-order spirit pets can help, without experiencing the killing, just relying on ordinary aura, it is easy for the two spirit pets to improve their cultivation, but it is not so easy to advance again.

Wait until a few days later, find a suitable place, let them each go through the way, the demon beast will have to go through the killing after all, but at the moment this place of the golden spirit vein may be an opportunity, at least it is also a place of training, those sword light dialects are not looked down upon, for these two spirit pets is evenly matched, if they are smart, it is to take their respective magic weapons one step further.

The purple spirit on the side of the dialect also showed a happy look, for the effect of the golden aura, as a medium-grade spirit weapon instrument spirit, he is more clear than the two spirit pets, over the years, the purple spirit itself cultivation is also growing, a few years ago the dialect in the city of the war emperor once bought a bottle of Luan Luan's blood, the nonsense people are useless, the purple spirit is all refined, and now the condensed body is much more condensed, if the cultivation is a little worse, even can not find out the origin of the purple spirit.

It is in the Heavenly Star Sect, the dialect will also refine the pill every once in a while, for Zi Ling, this is cultivation, but today's dialect still can't urge the Tai Yan Flame, and every time the alchemy is used, it is only the ordinary Yuan Infant Heart Fire, which is beneficial to Zi Ling, but for his ontology magic weapon Ziheng Furnace, it is not much improved, but the pure gold aura in front of him can refine the body, so that Zi Ling is not happy, only Ziheng Furnace can go further, Zi Ling can hope to go further.

Signaling slightly towards the dialect, the purple spirit urged the body to rush into the thousands of sword lights, which was more atmospheric than the dialect, and directly covered himself with the Ziheng furnace, allowing the thousands of sword lights to bombard.

Fang Yan looked at several of his subordinates, then retracted his attention, and continued to bombard forward, not long after, Fang Yan, who was urging the sword array to bombard, heard a joyful exclamation from Xiyan in the distance, it should be close to the spiritual vein, such a spiritual vein, it is definitely full of spiritual stones, even the distracted great monk will not meditate.

Fang Yan didn't have the slightest idea of getting over, and with a hundred and ten zhang of effort, he could also step on it, and after scanning around, he sensed that the purple spirit and the two spirit pets were still confronting the aura sword light over there, and there was no big problem, and then he continued to urge the Dawu sword array to face the more and more fierce sword light.

As he continued to approach the spiritual vein body, the pressure became more and more intense, thinking that when he was in the desert on the blue star, the spiritual vein was far inferior to the one in front of him, but the heavy earth evil qi outside the spiritual vein was already a natural barrier, and now this spiritual vein did not know how many times more than that, at this moment it has reached the very close to the surface of the spiritual vein, and the monks below the early stage of the Yuan Infant, just this pressure will be squeezed into powder, even if it is today's dialect, it is impossible to rely on the strength of the physical body to resist, and begin to slowly urge the Sanskrit Technique of Body Forging.

Suddenly, Fang Yan's eyes narrowed, and a ball of light different from the surroundings flashed more than ten zhang away, and a small flying sword flew up and down, full of spirituality.

With just one glance, Fang Yan knew that this little sword was not an ordinary thing, and the condensed abnormal sword light was far more brilliant than the thousands of daos around it, and the countless sword lights around it were in front of this small sword, as if there was a difference between a treasure weapon and a spiritual weapon, but unfortunately, this sword light only paused for a moment, and then flickered and disappeared, making Fang Yan, who wanted to capture it in his hand, a little disappointed in his heart.

After Fang Yan probed the dialect where the sword light disappeared for a moment, he retracted his divine sense, his face regained his calm, and entered here, for the massive spirit stones or so many gold spiritual qi, in fact, Fang Yan didn't care so much, what Fang Yan wanted most was to collect a gold spiritual object.

Nowadays, the five systems of aura, no matter which series of dialects are not lacking, all of the five portals are viscous aura, even if they are not replenished, let the dialect consume, it is enough for the dialect to consume for hundreds of years, what makes the dialect really attractive is the high-level spiritual object that improves the quality of the aura in the five portals.

The reason why the earth portal, the water portal, and the fire portal appeared back then was because the dialect received the Xuanling liquid, the Taixi earth, There is also the Tai Yan Flame in the eyes of the fire, and later after practicing the Cold Mountain Order and absorbing a large amount of pure aura, the aura in these three portals has been condensed a lot, and there are also two other systems of wood portals and gold portals, and later was deceived by Qi Weiwei to go to Ulan Star, the dialect was lucky not to die, and also got a lot of wood dragon spirits and a cloud of emerald green spiritual objects in the lair of the wooden beast, all of which were put into the wooden portals, only in the gold portals, in addition to the pure gold spiritual energy, there were no higher-level spiritual objects.

For so many years, Fang Yan has been running around because of the matter of knowing the sea demon, but he has not forgotten to find a gold spiritual object, but this kind of high-level spiritual object, even a distracted great monk can hardly say that he can take it out casually, and it is normal for Fang Yan not to find one for many years.

At the moment, there is a little hope, although the sword light just now only flashed, Fang Yan sensed that the spiritual object that turned out this sword light was not under his own original earth spiritual liquid and Xuanbing silk, as for whether it could be compared to the Tai Xuan Flame, as well as the emerald green spiritual object from the Ulan Xingmu Kui Beast, or even higher, the dialect was unknown.

The dialect who retracted his attention waved his hand again and again, and the Great Wu Sword Array regained its power, blasting towards the surrounding sword light that kept changing, and every time it was scattered, it was ingested into the Qiankun pot by the dialect, and after a while, an empty space flashed out, revealing the golden spirit vein body.

There was a churning around, and countless sword lights shone brightly, surging towards this place one after another, as if they wanted to plug the gap that had been blasted open by the dialect, but the dialect no longer paid attention to the surging sword light, swept around, and then stepped out.