For Hu Daoren's words so affirmative, Fang Yan didn't dare to believe it all, just a moment ago, the Bone Emperor heir had already broken the rules and made a move on himself, although it was just a glance, but look at the many distracted monks around him, Fang Yan didn't say anything more, maybe Hu Daoren was right, if he angered so many distracted monks, then the descendants of the War Emperor, no matter how strong the Bone Emperor heirs were, they couldn't get any benefits, even if the War Emperor Bone Emperor shouldn't provoke so many sects.

"Haha, refreshing and refreshing, the two Taoist friends really live up to their reputations, but this time Zhan Mou has to take the lead. ”

Suddenly, a voice came into everyone's ears, like Hong Zhong Dalu, swept over everyone, and the tone was the gray-haired shawl of the descendant of the War Emperor.

As soon as the voice came into Fang Yan's ears, Fang Yan noticed the change in his mind, and the same momentum he felt last time in Lixuanxing, just one sentence, he let himself feel the rolling war intent, and he hated to fight with people immediately, in order to be happy, originally having a fighting spirit is a good thing for a monk, but it is definitely not this situation, this is his own mind is affected by others, and Fang Yan hurriedly urged his mind to calm down, and suppressed this fighting will.

The gap, the gap, the gap like a moat, first there was a gaze of the heir of the Bone Emperor who almost made him commit suicide, and then there was an ordinary word from the heir of the War Emperor, which made his heart shake, suppressed the dialect of the heart and looked around, none of the people around him were shocked, obviously these distracted monks were not too affected by this fighting spirit, distracted monks, even if they were opportunistic distracted monks, they were also distracted monks, and if they wanted to step into this realm, they still needed a lot of effort.

The heir of the War Emperor seemed to have broken free from the shackles first, and was about to step into the passage, when suddenly a dry voice came out: "War Victim, you are too proud." ”

One after another, the aura of bones was like thousands of dry bones, revealing a trace of gray aura that swept over everyone, but it was the heir of the Bone Emperor who also broke free from the shackles of the blood-colored long chain and flashed towards the gray channel.

The difference was only a millimeter, and the faint figure of another person with a purple gourd on his waist also flashed towards the passage, but this person did not have any breath revealed, as if it was just a phantom, coming and going without a trace, silently, if it were not in this blood-colored vortex, I am afraid that this faint phantom would not flash.

The three of them soon disappeared into the passage and disappeared, Hu Daoren said well, even if it was the heir of the Emperor of War, the heir of the Bone Emperor, he did not dare to openly break the rules here, and did not fight, from beginning to end, he just relied on his own cultivation to compete at this speed, from that words, it seemed that from the time he left the Xuanxing, he began to fight openly and secretly, and there was still no victory or defeat here, but it was equal, that is, the faint figure that was slightly behind, and it was only a line away, but the vicinity of the passage was already covered by the breath of war, the breath of bones, I don't know who won in the end, it was the extraordinary descendant of the Emperor of War, or the descendant of the slightly gloomy Bone Emperor, or the faint figure of the inconspicuous one.

However, who wins and who loses has nothing to do with everyone, without the suppression of the three people in front, the monks in the back suddenly became commotion, and the few people closest to the passage immediately took a step forward and entered the range guarded by the blood-colored long chain, as long as the blood-colored long chain was dispersed, they could step into the passage and return to the Xuanlan domain, and everyone showed eagerness.

Hu Daoren and Fang Yan had not yet reached the position where they could step into it at this time, and they still needed to fly dozens of zhang away to enter the range of the blood-colored long chain guard, and at this moment, they were also full of energy, urging the Star Burial Robe to the extreme, and flew away in the direction of the shadow channel.

There have been several dangers along the way, but with the assistance of the power of the stars of the massive number of dialects, the Hu Dao people are enough to urge the power of the star burial robe to the extreme, although the dialect did not fight in person, but the Hu Dao people know that the dialect is the biggest key to this trip, if there is no dialect, he will definitely not be able to be so easy, not only reached the center, but even stood in the front third of the many distracted monks, even if the blood vortex has only been subsided for three days this time, now he can definitely pass through the passage and return to the Xuanlan domain.

Only by returning to the Xuanlan domain, the star burial robe can fully recover its original power, and the Hu Dao people also had a sense of urgency, and after an hour, the Hu Dao people and the dialect finally stood in the area in front of the passage, only to feel that the pressure was light, and they had been following since they stepped into the blood-colored long tail gap, and it had reached the extreme just now, and the coercion that almost crushed the dialect Hu Dao people suddenly dissipated.

It's just that before the two of them who looked a little relieved had time to take a breath, a blood-colored long chain shook it over and blasted down towards the Star Burial Robe.

What has just disappeared is only coercion, but what is perceived now is a real power, and the blood-colored aura is absorbed on the Star Burial Robe, and it is about to invade into the Star Burial Robe.

Fang Yan once again felt the gap between himself and the distracted monks around him, originally thought that with his own and Hu Dao people, plus the star burial robe, a defensive high-grade spiritual weapon, how could it be compared to those distraction monks who only had a medium-grade spiritual weapon, when he arrived here, Fang Yan knew that he was wrong, maybe when he fled, he and Hu Daoren were no worse than many distracted monks, or even faster, but here, the competition was real strength, and the gap in the realm was immediately revealed.

Just now I saw those distracted great monks facing these blood-colored long chains, the descendants of the Battle Emperor, the descendants of the Bone Emperor and the unknown faint figure, the three of them were very relaxed, and many of the many distracted great monks in the back also passed easily, only a few people took some time to break free, but they didn't have too much difficulty.

It was his turn to know how powerful this blood-colored long chain was, and the Star Burial Robe had been urged to the extreme by the Hu Dao people, but under the wrapping of the blood-colored long chain, the scope of defense was still shrinking, from a few zhang in size to less than two zhang in size.

If it was just this force, Hu Daoren would not be so alarmed, and what made him even more shocked was that the blood-colored aura that invaded into the Star Burial Robe invaded and where it was easy to be assimilated into blood, but in a moment, Hu Daoren was shocked to find that the Star Burial Robe had been damaged a lot, and the unobstructed place was below thirty percent.

"Fang Daoyou, don't be stingy with mana, if there is any means to use it quickly, if it invades, you and I will only fall. Hu Daoren shouted, and increased the strength in his hand to clear the breath from this blood-colored long chain.

It's just that the nonsense people are distracted, and the power range of the star burial robe has been compressed a lot, and after a while, don't let the blood-colored aura invade in, even this power will squeeze the two of them out.

The situation here quickly attracted the attention of the surrounding monks who also resisted the blood-colored long chain, and immediately several eyes swept towards the star burial robe, and their eyes were full of doubts, the blood-colored vortex was far less terrifying than the distraction monk in the eyes of the distracted monk, not that the blood-colored vortex was less powerful, but as long as you pay attention to yourself, there will rarely be any major problems, only at the entrance is the most dangerous place, those who have fallen, most of them have fallen there, just because the blood-colored long tail is difficult to find, but as long as you pay attention, you can still avoid it, the reason why the distracted great monk fell, most of them are because of their own carelessness, or simply a flamboyant and frivolous person, who wants to show off and compete for the first place and be swallowed up by the blood-colored maelstrom.

Now that he has reached the center of the blood-colored maelstrom, there is no danger at all for the distraction monks, it is just that they have to squeeze out these blood-colored long chains with their own cultivation, and any distraction monk will not be too difficult, but now these distraction monks have seen a somewhat strange scene, and when they saw that the magic weapon that was obviously a high-grade spiritual weapon was actually oppressed by these blood-colored long chains to such an extent, there is no doubt that a lot of damage was damaged, could it be that the distraction monk in the magic weapon was seriously injured?

It is customary here that fighting is not allowed, and even characters like the descendants of the Battle Emperor and the Bone Emperor do not dare to disobey them, but as long as they leave the blood-colored maelstrom, there will be no such rules, even if it is a damaged high-grade spiritual weapon, it is also a high-grade spiritual weapon, which is enough to make many distracted great monks tempted, and after a while, several eyes looking at the star burial robe suddenly changed their taste.

The dialect nonsense man didn't care that he was already being targeted, and at this moment, both of them were trying their best to urge the power of the stars, trying to resist the power that bound the star burial robe, and at the same time clear the blood-colored aura that invaded into the magic weapon.

It's just that the efforts of the two of them have no effect, but their space is being squeezed smaller and smaller, and the damage to the Star Burial Robe is getting more and more serious, and it is almost the time when they first encountered the dialect.

"Hu Daoren, you resist the blood-colored long chain outside with all your might, blast it away as soon as possible, and I will deal with these blood-colored breaths, but you have to let go of the Star Burial Robe completely. Fang Yan also sensed the danger, and no longer had any scruples, and shouted loudly to the nonsense people on the side.

Dialects have urged the star burial robe more than once, but those are only the surrounding parts, the core has always been controlled by Hu Daoren personally, the core of the magic weapon is opened, Hu Daoren is to hand over all their own ontology to the dialect to deal with, if others may not have anything, even if there is any dissent, Hu Dao people are absolutely confident that they can control the star burial robe in their own hands, but the dialect is different, and the dialect that has cultivated the Xingyun Jue is the most suitable master of the star burial robe。

Does Hu Daoren dare to take this risk? After Fang Yan put it forward, he had no confidence in his heart, and now he only had to look at Hu Daoren's decision, and Fang Yan was already ready to blow up that high-grade spirit armor in his heart.

"Okay, Fang Daoyou, I'll leave it to you. ”

It only took a split second for the Nonsense to make a decision, perhaps believing in the dialect, or perhaps he couldn't resist the pressure of the long blood-colored chain at the moment.

(Thanks to the 'Wind and Wind' Taoist friends for their encouragement, congratulations to the first tribute in this book 'Wind and Wind', I can't add more thanks a year ago, and I owe a chapter temporarily.) Baisha Bye Tse)