As the Hu Dao people had discovered, the dialect was indeed very relaxed at the moment, urging the body to shuttle through the entire space, avoiding the whirlpools that floated back and forth and annihilated everything, not to mention being comfortable, and there was absolutely no much pressure.

It wasn't like this a moment ago, just when Fang Yan had just destroyed the power of the binding Sen Ran Scroll, and then put away the magic weapon, revealing his body, he felt that his body was as difficult as falling into a quagmire, and the surrounding starlight had very little lethality, so he couldn't help Fang Yan's spirit armor, but he didn't expect that there was a different kind of power, and it would actually restrain all movements.

It's just that only in a moment, this binding force dissipated, and Fang Yan suddenly found that with the flow of mana in his body, the starlight condensed by the power of the stars that originally bound him actually poured into his body, and then circulated in his body for a week and then dispersed, and it actually formed a cyclical trend with his own mana.

The dialect that is no longer a true cultivator found out what the situation was almost instantly, the exercises in his body, to be precise, were Xingyun Jue, and there was a deep correlation between the magic weapon on Hu Daoren's body, and Hu Daoren himself did not fully control this magic weapon, otherwise there would never be such a situation, almost instantly, Fang Yan thought of the process of getting the Senran scroll, could it be that this high-grade spiritual weapon would also be the same?

Soon, Fang Yan knew that he was delusional, the Sen Ran Scroll did not have much sacrifice at all, and now this robe only has the power of the moment, he knows that the Hu Dao people are not fully cultivated, and it is far from being comparable to the original Luo Chi, not to mention, the grade of this robe is even more than the Sen Ran Scroll, undoubtedly a high-grade spiritual weapon, even if there is no Hu Dao people, he will not be able to succeed in cultivating him for decades, not to mention that he is still trapped in it at the moment.

The dialect that is still trapped in the magic weapon space is relieved, he only needs to urge his body method, but Hu Daoren has to urge this high-grade spiritual weapon from time to time, and the mana consumption is naturally not the same, as long as Hu Daoren can't hold on and reveals a little gap, he can break through the void.

It's just that at this time, Fang Yan also knows that with this robe alone, he has no chance of winning in the face of Hu Dao people, at most he is just an undefeated situation, he has used many means just now, even the five elements spirit thunder, the sword light sent out by the Dawu Sword Array can't break through the barrier of this magic weapon space, and the killing blade can only kill a little starlight, but compared to the countless starlights that fill the starry sky around him, the Xu starlight that he bombarded has no effect at all, and the peach miasma poison that he relies on the most has no power in the past, not to mention the starlight, and he has been swallowed a lot when he touches those annihilation whirlpools。

This is the embodiment of absolute strength, dialect can exert the strength of the late Yuan infant with the cultivation of the middle of the Yuan Infant, but in the face of a high-grade spiritual weapon, even if it is a real late Yuan Infant monk, it will not be much better than the dialect, and now the dialect can confirm that it was indeed a fluke that he killed Qi Weiwei back then, and the dialect had already put away all the means of attack, and after urging the spirit armor to protect himself, he just concentrated on exploring the surroundings and avoiding the whirlpool of annihilation that came at any time, and at the same time thinking about the current situation in his heart, waiting for the moment when the nonsense man showed his negligence.

A stalemate actually lasted for several days, neither Fang Yan nor Hu Dao people expected that there would be the current situation, Fang Yan did not expect that Hu Dao people would be able to urge a high-grade spirit weapon-level magic weapon for such a long time, even the Yuan Infant Great Perfection seemed to be unable to hold on for so long, but Hu Dao people were helpless to find that after a few days, Fang Yan did not make the slightest mistake, and became more and more like a fish in water.

"Hu Daoren, it is difficult for you and me to have a result, why don't you stop here? I don't know what you have taken a fancy to Fang Mou, if possible, it is not impossible to make a deal. After all, the dialect was impatient to waste time here, and his voice came out.

After hearing the words of the dialect, Hu Daoren paused slightly, these days he is not thinking about how to solve the situation in front of him, he has exerted all his strength, and has not been able to trap the dialect to kill, even if he can still urge this magic weapon for a long time, but looking at the dialect situation, no matter how long it is, it is just a waste of time, if it is really as the dialect said, can trade to get what he needs, of course the Hu Dao man is willing, but how can he believe that the dialect is telling the truth, you know, waiting for this opportunity, Hu Daoren has been waiting for thousands of years, if he misses it this time, I don't know how long he will have to wait next time。

"Hu Daoren, now you also understand the situation, you can't help me, and I can't threaten you, if you are bent on doing so, Fang will accompany you, could it be that your mana is really endless, and you can keep urging the magic weapon to continue, that's it, you are not trapped here like me, I can guarantee that as long as there is a slight gap, I can escape from this magic weapon space." The voice of the tongue came out again.

This is not dialect bragging, even the nonsense people have seen it, a few days later, for the power of the stars in the robe space, the understanding of the dialect is no less than the nonsense people, as long as there is a trace of gap, the dialect can definitely escape from it, to the present, the nonsense people also know that the reason why they can trap the dialect is that the dialect is automatically sent to the door, if the dialect is intended to leave before, as long as the dark light condensed by the power of the stars is thrown aside, it is difficult for ten nonsense people to find the dialect in the long starry sky, even if he knows the target direction of the dialect。

"Where did you get the power of the stars?" Hu Daoren finally spoke, although he still did not stop urging his magic weapon, but he sent out an inquiring voice towards the dialect in the array.

"Sure enough, I guessed that you should have taken a fancy to the power of the stars on my body, and you want to repair this magic weapon of yours?" Fang Yan did not directly answer Hu Daoren's question, but asked with a smile, after a few days, Fang Yan has realized that this magic weapon is extremely powerful, but there are many obscurities, just like the random drifting of this whirlpool is definitely not a complete magic weapon should be expressed, even if the number of whirlpools is less than half, it must be the master can be arbitrarily urged, not the current situation.

"Don't worry about what you do, as long as you hand over the power of the stars, I will let you go. In the face of the dialect's questioning, Hu Daoren was equally reluctant to answer, but he said his own conditions.

"Haha, nonsense, you think too highly of yourself, it's true that you have a high-grade spiritual weapon, but now you don't have a way to take me, and let me go, it's a joke, if you want the power of the stars, you can, take something in exchange, or you can try to blow up this robe to kill me." Fang Yan was not as polite as before, and scolded loudly.

Now it's just fruitless, if you really want to fight for your life, Fang Yan does still have the means, at least you can take out the spirit armor that is also a high-grade spirit weapon level and blow it up, it is impossible to destroy the Hu Dao people's robes, but it is absolutely okay to let the Hu Dao people be affected, so as to expose a little gap and let yourself escape.

"You?" Hu Daoren was a little angry, but he couldn't say the words to refute it, the cultivation realm had to rely on strength to speak after all, although the dialect words were a little mean, but what they said was the truth, after a long pause, Hu Dao spoke again: "What do you want?"

"Hu Daoren, if you want to talk about business, you have to talk about business, now it doesn't seem to be a posture to talk about business, I don't want to be a little distracted, and I will be swept into these ghost whirlpools, I'm afraid the bones will be gone." ”

The voice of the dialect floated out, but it was the angry Hu Dao man who blew his beard and stared, and now he had the upper hand, he actually needed to listen to the teachings of the dialect everywhere, which made the Hu Dao people very unhappy.

As everyone knows, dialects grew up in pawn shops, and they were originally proficient in buying and selling, but they just didn't care in the past, since they stepped into the cultivation realm, almost all the things on the dialect were obtained from the experience of killing, and only a small number of them were bought from the cultivation bazaar, but because the dialect generally did not lack spirit stones, it made the dialect's talent in this area almost useless.

Now it's different, dialect is really want to get the power of the stars in the hands of the Hu Dao people, but the Hu Dao people have revealed their hole cards early, his desire for the power of the stars is more than the desire of the dialect for that technique, in this case, the Hu Dao people are inevitable, where do the dialects not know that the lion opens his mouth, let his mind speak, when it comes to the power of the stars, the dialect can absorb a lot of hours in a few hours.

"Okay, as long as you agree to trade the power of the stars, I'll stop urging the formation, how about it. Obviously, the words of the dialect hit the seven inches of the nonsense man, making him say this sentence, although it was not a surrender, but anyone could hear the meaning of bowing his head.

"Nonsense, buying and selling is always up to you and me, as long as you have something I can see, there is nothing that cannot be traded. But the dialect still does not let go, the more this is the case, the more it can gain the upper hand in the next transaction.

Hu Daoren didn't seem to want to entangle with the dialect anymore, stretched out his hands, and after several mana surges, the formation in front of him stopped working, and then a star-dotted robe was draped on his body, revealing the dialect that had been trapped in the formation for several days, but the Hu Daoren didn't seem to be at ease with the dialect, and his divine sense locked on the dialect tightly, looking at the posture, as long as the dialect moved slightly, he wanted to urge the magic weapon to bombard the dialect again.

Sensing the dialect of Hu Daoren's expression, his heart was even more determined: "Hu Daoren, tell me, what are you going to exchange for the power of the stars on my body?"

"Are you really willing to trade the power of the stars?" Hu Daoren asked in a panic when he heard the words in the dialect, obviously a little confused.

"I have already said that as long as you have something I can see, the power of the stars can be traded to you, and I can't use the spirit stone. The more calm dialect said crisply

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