The Sword Star Dao people who were flying away did not hide the aura of their distraction, and none of the demon beasts encountered along the way would take the initiative to provoke this powerful monk who did not want to compete with them for the aura of Gang Thunder, and a few people entered the depths of the Falling Thunder Abyss all the way.

Every once in a while, the Sword Star Daoist would take out the communication jade talisman to confirm the general direction of the dialect, and then correct the direction of his flight, but as he went deeper and deeper into the Falling Thunder Abyss, the eager look on the face of the Sword Star Daoist gradually changed from the previous eagerness to surprise and solemnity.

This is already the extreme depth of the Falling Thunder Abyss, and with the strength of the Sword Star Dao people, it is naturally possible to go deep into it, but it is no longer a place where ordinary distracted monks can enter and exit at will, and the dialect is just a Yuan Ying Great Perfection monk who has not yet crossed the catastrophe, and it is actually still deeper? The Sword Star Dao people swept the jade talisman in their hands again, and it was true, several unclear transmissions in a row, although it was impossible to know what the dialect said, but the fluctuations in it showed that the dialect was indeed still deeper.

And the four Yuanying cultivators behind Sword Star Taiyu Changhui already had shocked expressions on their faces, and several of them were already shocked by the various powers displayed by the thunder light around them, not to mention crossing the tribulation here, even if they stayed for a while, it would be difficult to do it.

Even the distracted cultivators of Long Xiandao are not much different from the Taiyu Daoists, and Long Xiandao people don't think that they can easily move around here, the demon beast doesn't need to say it, just this sharp thunder light is enough to make him jealous, after a little induction, Long Xiandao's expression changed slightly, but no one will notice him at this moment.

After continuing to fly towards the depths of the Falling Thunder Abyss for a long time, the Sword Star Daoist suddenly stopped, and a strange look appeared on his face, but he no longer seemed to be as anxious and solemn as before.

"Master, but have you contacted Senior Brother Shangyan?" asked Chang Hui Daoren.

At this point, several Yuanying monks did not have the shock they had before, perhaps they had accepted another manifestation of perverted strength from the always perverted dialect, or they were already numb, that is, the power of the thunder light was strong again, and it was no different for them who could no longer bear it.

"Well, but this kid doesn't want us to go over now, saying that we will wait for him to start the catastrophe and then go, forget it, just listen to him, without his communication information, it is not easy to find his trace in this vast thunder light. "Regarding the matter of dialect manipulation of thunder light, although the Sword Star Dao people are not clear, they also know something, and even said helplessly.

Fortunately, it has been determined that the dialect is safe, I don't know if it is because of the proximity, or for other reasons, the two messages just now are much clearer, and there is no unexpected thing that makes the Sword Star Dao people worry the most, such as the Falling Heaven Dao people, there is nothing special for the monks for the characters, it seems that the dialect just encountered a group of demon beasts, was besieged by the other party, and was not allowed to go out, so there was no way to leave the Falling Thunder Yuan to send a message to inform the seniors of the sect, although it was not clear what kind of demon beast Fang Yan had encountered, and he was besieged for several months, but he was not killed, but the worries in the hearts of the Sword Star Dao people had already dispersed。

Being able to confront the demon beast for a few months is enough to prove that the dialect has something to rely on, and the tone of the dialect is clearly that he has found a way to deal with the demon beast, and the Sword Star Daoist no longer thinks about searching around for traces of the dialect, the Tianxing Sect is not fake, but it is not blindly spoiled for the younger disciples, on the contrary, for the personal experience of the junior disciples, it is a little more severe than many sects, if it is not for that unfair experience, the predecessors of the sect actually rarely interfere in the affairs of the junior disciples.

After finishing speaking, the Sword Star Daoist immediately arranged a formation around him to envelop himself and several junior disciples, and then said to Long Xian Daoren: "Long Xian, you have already arrived here, don't go to collect Gang Lei at will, wait until the dialect is over, and then it's not too late to go." ”

The Sword Star Daoist didn't say it explicitly, but it also showed that he was worried about Long Xiandao's collection of Gang Lei here, and even a little doubt about Long Xiandao's strength, but when he heard the words of the Sword Star Daoist, Long Xiandao was not half unhappy, and immediately said: "What Uncle Shi said is that Long Xian is also very curious about the dialect junior brother's choice to spend the tribulation here, and he really wants to see it." ”

"Good. After answering, the Sword Star Daoist stopped talking, sat down cross-legged, and slowly urged the exercises, of course, he would not relax his vigilance around him, this is not a peaceful place, along the way, many demon beasts have not been provoked, it does not mean that there will be no demon beasts that dare to provoke their group.

At this moment, Fang Yan was still sitting in the bloody formation arranged by the Blood Emperor, and the outside was still trapped by the Jair Beast, and the number of Jair Beasts was even more, Fang Yan once wondered if the Jair Beasts in the entire Falling Thunder Abyss were now gathered in front of him, the previous nearly a hundred were terrifying enough, and now there were thousands of Jair Beasts gathered outside, and at this moment, thousands of Seventh-Order Demon Beasts were outside from time to time to send out all kinds of bombardment, with the demon beasts themselves with demonic power, as well as the bombardment of many magic weapons they practiced.

Being besieged and killed by thousands of existences equivalent to distracted monks, it is fortunate that there is this big array, otherwise Fang Yan really doesn't know what kind of scene it will be, if there were so many of them before, Fang Yan would definitely not have the idea of going out to tease these demon beasts, and now if you want to go out, I'm afraid that you will be bombarded into scum just after leaving this big array for a while.

Fortunately, it is a demon beast, that is, the seventh-order high has wisdom, and it is far from being comparable to the monks, if it is really thousands of distracted monks who join forces to bombard here, it is the formation arranged by the ancestor figure like the Blood Emperor, and it will definitely not last for a few months and so long, Rao is so, this large array has also been cut off several layers of defense, the ripples of the original time have now faded a lot, and the dialect has been forced to go a lot deeper into the depths of the formation, but fortunately, there is no more danger.

However, if it weren't for the bombardment of so many demon beasts, it would be difficult for the dialect to transmit the message, the large array arranged by the Blood Emperor was not a simple existence, the dialect entered here through a Blood Emperor's will, but it was still far from controlling this formation, at the beginning, it was impossible to transmit any information at all, and even the news could not be transmitted back through the Natal Yuan God card.

Fang Yan, who had great confidence in his own tribulation, also knew that the danger of crossing the tribulation in the Falling Thunder Abyss was not only the tribulation itself, but the time of weakness after the tribulation was the most critical time, not to mention that there were already so many seventh-order demon beasts surrounded outside.

Fang Yan has not stopped trying to transmit the message back to the sect, and it was not until a few days ago that a message was finally transmitted back through the Natal Yuan God Card, otherwise Fang Yan would not have made the Sword Star Dao people so urgent, and the mutual communication with the Sword Star Dao people was even more effective until the formation was greatly weakened and the distance between the two sides was close enough.

Now that he has contacted the Sword Star Daoist, the mid-stage distraction senior, Fang Yan has a lot less worries in his heart, his distraction tribulation is enough to make these Jianhua beasts outside surround the formation and disperse, as long as he can escape from here, with the response of the Sword Star Dao people, he should be able to escape, as long as he escapes from the Falling Thunder Abyss, these Jianhua beasts are rootless wood and sourceless water, and there will be no more current power, as for letting the Sword Star Dao people come close to provoke these Jianhua beasts, Fang Yan didn't think about it at all.

The dialect that has great trust in the Sword Star Dao people retracted his divine sense with peace of mind, and put all his body and mind on the distraction catastrophe breath in his mind, but this time it flashed and disappeared like before, and after sensing this breath, it stayed in his mind, and it was constantly strengthening, until the final catastrophe came down in the future.

Because of the fact that there are many thunder origins integrated into the Yuanying, the dialect is extremely sensitive to the thunder breath, and the dialect can even vaguely sense the coercion from the illusory, and the catastrophe has not yet begun, and the dialect has already sensed some of the power of this thunder tribulation, perhaps this is also a side effect of having the origin of thunder.

After another day's work, Fang Yan's eyes suddenly widened: "It's coming?"

Glancing at the many eyelid beasts outside that were still bombarding the big array, the corners of Fang Yan's mouth unconsciously raised slightly, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed.