Chapter 721: Seventh-Order Breath

Things were not as calm as the three of them expected, maybe it was really as Taiyu said, the demon beast was a little afraid of the strength of the dialect, and did not dare to show up easily at the beginning, but after half a quarter of an hour, the breath of the demon beast still appeared, and it still did not show its shape, but the breath of a seventh-order demon beast pressed down towards the three people, and the coercion that shrouded the pavement was extremely powerful.

"So strong? Senior brother be careful. In an instant, Taiyu Daoren and Chang Hui sensed that this coercion was very different from what the two of them had encountered before, and it was much stronger than before, and they realized that the dialect had already urged the exercises to bear most of the coercion, and they couldn't help but exclaim.

"It's okay, I can't help the coercion, you two can also take the opportunity to temper your mind and soul, as long as you survive this coercion, you have to see how far a second-order green ant beast can grow. The voice of the dialect soon came out, and there was a bit of confidence in the calm tone.

Fang Yan sensed the appearance of this coercion earlier than Taiyu Changhui, and also sensed that its power exceeded the previous description of the two junior disciples, but he did not panic at all, when even if he urged the exercises to protect himself, if the demon beast only had this breath of coercion, it could force Taiyu Changhui and the others back, but he couldn't help the dialect, no matter how strong it was, it was still a little insufficient.

Not long after stepping into the cultivation realm, Fang Yan began to refine all kinds of elixirs that condense the divine soul, and there were several experiences, although the divine soul is not as good as the body tempered by the Sanskrit Formula Body Forging Technique, but it also has a solid foundation, after entering the Heavenly Star Sect, he chose the Star Power Pure Divine Technique that has not been practiced by the Yuanying Monk since the establishment of the Heavenly Star Sect, and further refined his divine soul, and further improved the divine soul, speaking of cultivation time, the dialect is not as good as Taiyu Changhui and the two, but when it comes to the condensation of the divine soul, the dialect is far more than the two of them, even the idle distraction of the divine monk may not be stronger than the dialect, this has been verified in the past。

Hearing the calm words of the dialect, Taiyu Daoren and Chang Hui were both relieved, and then looked at their senior brother's figure without the slightest trembling, and immediately took a deep breath, and also urged the exercises to resist, the senior brother of dialect said well, the momentum and coercion of high-level existence is also a way to temper the mind and soul, although the predecessors of the sect will occasionally do this, but they have concerns for the juniors in their hearts, but it is difficult to be more effective than facing demon beasts.

The coercion was like waves in the sea, and wave after wave was pressed down, but it was difficult to destroy the reef-like dialect, as well as the Taiyu Changhui behind him, after nearly an hour of continuous impact, it suddenly dissipated and disappeared.

The three people who continued to urge the exercises probed their divine senses out and scanned the surroundings, and when the previous coercion appeared, they didn't know where its source was, and at this moment, they still didn't find anything more.

"Could it really be a silver-like wax spear head?There is a seventh-order aura but no seventh-order strength?" I heard senior brother guess that this place might be the qi of the Dao God, and the Taiyu Dao people had this thought, but at this moment, the demon beast did not show up, and only appeared with the coercion of the breath, which seemed to verify the idea in his heart, and even if he whispered it.

"Promoted to the seventh order with the grade of the green ant beast, if it is really because of the qi of the Dao God, it is really like this and very likely, whether it is the case or not, just looking at a seventh-order demon beast hiding its head and showing its tail, you know that it is timid by nature, this time its coercion did not achieve the expected effect, we will not provoke it in the future, at least before we touch its interests, it is unlikely to provoke us again. ”

After probing around for a while, Fang Yan confirmed that the sudden demon beast had indeed retreated, and he didn't have the idea of tracking and probing, but said slowly, compared to the possible Dao God Qi, even the seventh-order high-level or even the eighth-order demon beast was nothing.

"What Senior Brother said is reasonable, as long as he doesn't come, we won't provoke him. Chang Hui also said, originally Chang Hui didn't have much interest in hunting demon beasts, he wanted to study the strange formation in front of him, and now he didn't need to worry about the invasion of demon beasts, but he was the most satisfied.

After the three of them exchanged opinions, they didn't say much, although the Taiyu Dao people were not good at exploring the formation, they could also feel the slight mysteries contained in the light trajectory, not to mention that it was very likely to be related to the qi of the Dao God, and they also began to stare into the distance, wanting to realize something about the Heavenly Dao.

The three dialect brothers were silent in this formation, comprehending the mysteries while waiting for the next formation fluctuation to come, but they didn't know that there was no calm outside.

Cangyun City's Cangxue Wind Danqing two distracted great cultivators, at this moment the two of them are on a mountain ridge deep in the land of hundred fragrances, they have been here for a few days, and they have also scanned the surroundings a few times, if Taiyu Daoren or Chang Hui are here, they will find that this mountain range The two of them had passed by once when they returned last time.

"Danqing, did you really sense the monk's trail just now?" asked Cang Xue, who seemed to have just probed and looked a little tired, Chaofeng Danqing.

"It's not wrong, when it comes to cultivating strength, I don't dare to boast, but it is my strength to recognize people and things, not to mention that I have already had close contact with that kid, and it is impossible to admit my mistake. Feng Danqing said confidently.

"Then where did they go, could it be that those two distracted monks were with them, so they only showed a little breath?" Cang Xue said slowly, frowning.

"It can only be like this, otherwise, with their Yuan Ying cultivation, even if that dialect has the means of thundering, it is absolutely impossible to converge the breath and almost disappear. Feng Danqing also frowned and said in a low voice.

Cangxue Feng Danqing naturally didn't come here to hang out, he still came for Chang Hui, the two who had to retreat because of the two distracted cultivators of the Heavenly Star Sect before still couldn't let go of their coveting of high-level spiritual objects after all.

When Feng Danqing saw Chang Hui for the first time, he sensed a faint unknown aura on Chang Hui, but he didn't realize what it was at the beginning and ignored it, until it didn't take long for him to meet Chang Hui Taiyu two disciples of the Heavenly Star Sect for the second time.

It was precisely because of the aura of the Dao God that not only Feng Danqing, but also the father and daughter of Cang Lingzi Cangxue, who had been cultivating in the Xuanlan Domain for a long time, also dared to make a slight provocation to the Heavenly Star Sect.

Although they were frightened and fled by Xiang Feilong Xian, the two of them still entered the depths of the Land of Hundred Fragrances according to the original plan, and they did not have the strength and courage to confront the two distracted monks of the Heavenly Star Sect, but they still had some hope in their hearts, but the three of them disappeared into that fluctuation for no reason, and two more distracted monks of the Heavenly Star Sect appeared, as for what they could get in the end, Cang Xuefeng Danqing and the two of them actually did not have any confidence in their hearts, and now they found that Chang Hui's breath flashed, and when they went to investigate again, they found nothing, and the two couldn't help but feel a little discouraged。

Hearing Feng Danqing's words of agreement, Cang Xue said again: "Previously, there were only a few Yuanying Cultivators, and we could still arrange them, but now that this is the case, we don't have the slightest chance." There was a bit of helplessness in his tone.

It's just that they didn't know that things were fundamentally different from what they had guessed, and the two distraction monks of the Heavenly Star Sect followed, but one of them was imprisoned, and the other was running around without a clue, and the breath of the few Yuanying monks just now flashed, but because of the dialect After they discovered the fluctuation of the formation, the breath of the Senran scroll was exposed at the moment, and then it disappeared, just because the dialect had already entered the strange formation.

Except for the two distracted monks of Cangyun City, Cangxue Feng Danqing, the Dragon Xiandao people of the Heavenly Star Sect are also wandering back and forth around the Hundred Fragrance Land at this moment, but not for the three dialects, but to find Xiang Fei's traces, there was no news after Xiang Fei stepped into that fluctuation that day, and he didn't wait for Xiang Fei Daoist to go back for several days, and then explored that place, but he still didn't find the slightest discovery.

The anxious Long Xiandao people chose the place where Xiang Feidao disappeared that day, and spiraled outward, trying to find other places that were slightly related to the portal of that day, but these days, there has been no progress, but he doesn't know, even if he looks for another thousand years, there will be no results, and the portal of that day is just a flaw left by the magic weapon of dialects.