Hu Daoren's expression changed, isn't this the voice of the person he wants to kill, and he can actually survive in the bombardment array? In an instant, Hu Daoren felt that he seemed to be calculated, and immediately urged the formation in front of him, and in an instant, the large array that was still killing was all closed, and finally turned into a robe and draped on his body, starry.

The momentum that Hu Daoren had just disappeared recovered in the moment when the robe reached his body, and his eyes stared in front of him, but there was no other person's figure, and even the aura that he could sense just now disappeared in an instant.

"Hide your head and show your tail, and act small. Hu Daoren snorted coldly, but he had already forgotten what he had just done, but his shout had no effect, and the voice just now did not appear again, and there was no trace of Hu Daoren when he looked around.

The invisible enemy is far more dangerous than the visible enemy, Hu Daochang feels like a target standing here at the moment, and can only feel a poisonous snake staring at him in a place he doesn't know, as long as he relaxes a little, he will deliver a fatal blow.

Hu Daoren was timid, the original foolproof plan somehow came to this situation, could anyone really survive in his own big array? Impossible, absolutely impossible, even if his strength was greatly damaged, his own bombardment was definitely not something that a mid-infant monk could withstand, even if a medium-grade spiritual weapon-level magic weapon fell into the formation, it could only be completely killed and destroyed.

Thinking about it, Hu Daoren didn't know what the problem was, but at the moment he was in an embarrassment, he couldn't find an opponent in his attack, and he was afraid of revealing a flaw when he retreated, but he was in a dilemma for a while, and he had to be on guard and ready to resist attacks that could appear at any time.

Hu Dao people are uncomfortable, and the dialect in the forest scroll doesn't seem to know what to do for the time being, with the habit of dialect, if he is a little sure, he has already bombarded the past with all his might, where would he do such a tricky posture.

All the way, I can sense the breath that I left in the spirit stone, and I am very clear about the location of Hu Daoren, Fang Yan has been here for a long time, I just want to plan it, but I didn't expect that I arrived but I have not been able to attack, just because of the magic robe on Hu Daoren's body, Zi Ling confirmed at a glance that it was actually a high-grade spiritual weapon, although it seemed to be damaged, but it was definitely not comparable to an ordinary medium-grade spiritual weapon.

What kind of power is the top-grade spiritual weapon, Fang Yan has seen it, and there is a high-grade spiritual weapon multicolored spirit armor from Qi Weiwei on his body, the attack power shown by the defensive spirit armor back then, now Fang Yan is a little frightened when he thinks about it, and that colorful spirit armor because of the problem of cultivation, the dialect has not been practiced, and the Hu Dao people in front of him can easily urge the high-grade spirit weapon spirit armor, there is no doubt that the cultivation is above himself, and he has reached the late stage of the Yuan Infant, and even the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant is not necessarily.

Back then, Fang Yan was able to kill Qi Weiwei because Qi Weiwei had fought with a spirit of condensing plants and trees, and was seriously injured, plus he underestimated his peach miasma poison, but the Hu Dao man in front of him was full of energy and did not have the slightest injury, even if that magic weapon was not as good as Qi Weiwei's colorful spirit armor, it was definitely not something that he could easily penetrate, and he didn't have that opportunity to use the peach miasma poison again.

As a last resort, Fang Yan could only release the dark light of the stars that had not yet been explored clearly, hoping that Hu Daoren would show a little flaw when he sensed this breath, but he didn't expect that the whole process was just an instant, and Hu Daoren did not leave here as he expected, but instead urged a space spell to shoot the dark light of the stars in front of him, and then it was a formation bombardment, leaving no chance for Fang Yan at all.

During the whole process, Fang Yan witnessed the power of this high-grade spiritual weapon on Hu Daoren's body, and it exceeded the original multicolored spirit armor, one after another to destroy the fluctuations of the world, and even the void was annihilated, if he really wanted to be in it just now, I am afraid that he would be seriously injured if he did not die at this time, this is the real power of the high-grade spiritual weapon?

Leaving is not difficult for the dialect, the Sen Ran scroll has already proved its power, and the Hu Dao people who hide in it can't find it at all, but the dialect is unwilling to leave, and he only guessed in the Wasteless Fortress before, after seeing the light that burst out of the high-grade spiritual weapon, the dialect can be sure that the Hu Dao person in front of him has a deep connection with the Nebula Technique he has cultivated.

Although I didn't see the power of the stars pouring into the body of the Hu Dao people, there was no doubt that the power of the stars was circulating in that spirit armor, and a dark light of the stars in his hand was one of them, and the most important thing was that those circulation lines were extremely familiar with the dialect.

Just when Fang Yan didn't know what to do, Hu Daoren suddenly moved, and the magic robe outside his body suddenly swelled, not enveloping the surroundings like before, but shooting out a million rays of light, illuminating all the surroundings, even in the void.

Even the distracted Great Monk couldn't perceive the Sen Ran Scroll, but he couldn't avoid the illumination of these rays, revealing a faint figure, the Sen Ran Scroll of the dialect was hidden between the void and the reality, more secret than the hidden void, Fang Yan had heard of the existence of a soul beast that could bombard the void when he was in the Great Soul Star, and he had been hit once, but he never thought that there was actually a Yuan Infant Monk who could blast the Sen Ran Scroll into shape.

In an instant, Fang Yan felt that his magic weapon was locked by a force, and his idea of retracting the Senran scroll was in vain, and then a more violent light shot to this side, and the figure of the Senran scroll became clearer and clearer, fortunately, these lights were not lethal, and for a while, they did not suffer any damage.

Fang Yan's ears heard the voice of the nonsense man: "Sure enough, hiding around, it is rare to be able to escape the detection of my divine sense, and now it has appeared, see what tricks you have, kill." ”

With Hu Daoren's words, the magic robe on his body shone brightly, and in an instant, the dialect in the Sen Ran scroll realized that although he was still in the starry sky, it was no longer the place before, this was Hu Daoren's magic weapon space, but his magic weapon space was actually a starry sky.

Fang Yan didn't expect that the other party actually had the means to be able to detect the Senran scroll, and under one move, he was actually shrouded by the power of the high-grade spiritual weapon robe that he had noticed before, even if he wanted to fly away immediately, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he still relied too much on the power of this magic weapon, and there were many people in the cultivation realm, and he had the illusion breaking eye, and he could see through the formation of people who cultivated to be far higher than himself, why couldn't others have the means to see through the Senran scroll.

At this moment, it is not the time to regret, the last time it was only through the faint breath left on the dark silk of the stars that sensed a little, this time, Fang Yan really saw the power of the high-grade spiritual weapon, in an instant, he was shrouded in hundreds of millions of starlight, and after every few starlight entanglements, a vortex light was formed, slowly rotating, drifting around, and a breath of annihilation was born from the whirlpool, and even the space showed a slight depression where it passed.

After condensing more than a hundred whirlpools, those starlights stopped converging, and seemed to have reached the limit of the Hu Dao people, and the rest of the starlight just flew back and forth, which was also not small, but it was not at all on Fang Yan's heart, Fang Yan had already found that those starlight and the dark light of the stars that he had captured before were all condensed by the power of the stars, and many of them were just the light conjured up by magic weapons, and the power was only the level of the inferior spiritual weapon, whether it was the Sen Ran scroll or the peach miasma armor on his body, it was not something that these starlights could destroy.

What makes Fang Yan jealous is that those whirlpools that drift at will can actually collapse the space, although it is only a trace, but it is also extremely powerful, if it is swept by these whirlpools to his own Sen Ran scroll, even if it is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, it will definitely be damaged or even destroyed, the only slight consolation is that the Hu Dao people seem to have no control over these whirlpools, they are just floating back and forth in this space.

After sensing this, Fang Yan's mind was slightly relaxed, as long as he blasted away the power of the locking magic weapon, his own body was enough to avoid these annihilation whirlpools, even if Hu Daoren's mana was profound, Fang Yan didn't believe that he would run out of mana before the other party, with hundreds of drops of ancient spring spiritual liquid.

It's troublesome to say, but in fact, in an instant, from the time when Hu Daoren urged the magic weapon to besiege Fang Yan, to Fang Yan realizing the weakness of this magic weapon, it was less than a hundredth of a breath, and Fang Yan had already made his own decision: "Break it for me." ”

The mana in Fang Yan's body was used, and several attacks were attacked, and the power outside the Sen Ran scroll was immediately killed, and the killing blade took the lead, the killing qi, the evil qi, the bloody qi, and then the fire system released by the purple spirit attacked and killed.

Hu Daoren didn't expect that the dialect that he had already seen through the cultivation actually burst out with more power than expected, and in an instant, the light that locked the Sen Ran scroll was blasted away by the dialect.

"Hmph, even if it is blasted away, as long as it is in the starlight annihilation array, can it still escape, I can't imagine that the essence of the power of the stars on his body is more than I imagined, where did I actually absorb the power of the stars of such essence, I refined the power of the stars, maybe I can recover more than two percent. After noticing the movement in the big array, Hu Daoren sneered, and continued to urge the big array in front of him, and he was about to kill Fang Yan.

After a while, Hu Daoren showed a shocked face, looking at his magic weapon space in disbelief, his dialect was as free as a fish swimming in water, shuttling between the Dao Dao starlight, avoiding the fluttering whirlpool of annihilation.

"How is this possible, is it just the power of the stars in his body, even if my strength is less than one percent, this situation should never happen, what is going on, the thread of the stars can't bind him, but seems to assist him in his actions. ”

Suddenly, the Hudao man screamed as if he had gone mad.