Things weren't too complicated, three years ago, after Xueda got two pieces of Thunder Wood from Fang Yan's hand, he joined the Black Tiger and returned here, and it took a few months for the two of them to refine the two pieces of Thunder Wood into a Thunder Talisman. Bubble book. Bar*

After having the thunder talisman, plus the remaining two thunder magic weapons, the two of them were emboldened, and within a few days they set off to the location of the evil array, and the evil thunder light lived up to the expectations of the two, and in the protection of the thunder talisman, the two finally broke a few cracks and entered the evil array.

It didn't take long for the two to find a space node, where they also got two exercises, and the two who originally wanted to explore the depths ran into trouble after leaving that space, countless evil monsters stayed outside the space for some reason, although the evil thunder light can restrain those monsters, but there are too many helplessly, as long as the two show up, they will hit the thunder charm with their lives, in the evil array, these monsters are almost immortal, no matter how many injuries, it will not take a moment to recover as before.

The two of them were trapped in it for several months, and finally they escaped from it almost desperately, but the two thunder talismans had been shattered by the infinite evil monsters, fortunately, after the thunder talisman was broken, the demons also dispersed a lot, and the two of them were able to rely on the remaining two thunder magic weapons to barely escape from the big array, but their bodies were still polluted by the evil qi, and they almost destroyed the Daoji.

It's been almost two years, and the two of them haven't fully recovered yet, in fact, the two have been looking forward to the dialect for a long time, because the evil thunder light of the dialect can wash away the evil qi in their bodies, if it weren't for the fear that their strength will be greatly reduced, and it will be dangerous to go out, the two would have gone to the Baiwu Market to find the dialect again.

Now that Fang Yan is here, the little evil qi left in the two of them is nothing, Fang Yan sacrificed a thunder sword, and two small thunder lights instantly submerged into the two people's bodies, and it didn't take much effort, and a puff of black smoke came out of their chests.

"Haha, refreshed, finally don't have to suffer from that bird's sin. The two of them took a long breath, and then two mana bursts burst out from the two of them, and the breath of the two of them increased rapidly.

"Two bosses, suppress it, at least one formation must be arranged. Seeing this, Fang Yan immediately shouted loudly, this is obviously to break through the realm, and now this mutual influence is small, if you are injured because of this, it is called joy and sadness.

The two of the Blood Big Black Tiger also sensed that something was wrong, since they were invaded by the evil qi into the body, the two of them used mana to suppress the evil qi in their bodies all the time, just after the dialect used the evil thunder light to get rid of the evil qi, this mana was released instantly, but they forgot that the two of them had not stopped cultivating in the past two years, and under the washing of this pure gold aura, they had already reached the peak of the early stage of Jindan, and the breakthrough was imminent.

Hearing the words of the dialect, the two of them took out and flashed to the sides, and as the two rays of light flashed, two formations, one black and one red, appeared in the secret room, enveloping the two of them respectively, and soon, the dialect outside the formation sensed the rolling mana fluctuations in the two formations.

At the beginning, the dialect broke through unconsciously in the transfiguration starry sky, but the blood black tiger was not so easy, but in the early to middle stage of Jindan, things that came naturally were far less dangerous than those of Jiedan.

Fang Yan saw that the blood black tiger was already running the exercises there, ready to break through, did not speak again, and casually threw out a array plate to protect himself, and took out the moss yellow spirit armor in the Qiankun pot, although the grade was a little lower, but it could not be wasted.

Today's dialect sacrifice does not require much effort to practice a high-grade treasure, after the first set of Fan Ping Jue is finished, this moss yellow spirit armor already has the imprint of the dialect, and the sacrifice is experienced, and I feel not very satisfied, after a while, a golden aura appeared in the hand of the dialect, exuding a strong earthy atmosphere.

Fang Yan's palm slapped, this golden aura seeped into the moss yellow spirit armor, and then another flame appeared in Fang Yan's hand, he immediately began to re-refine this spirit armor, as the runes continued to emerge, after condensing and submerging into it again, the moss yellow spirit armor in front of Fang Yan became more and more aura, and the mana ripples spread out in all directions.

A few hours later, Fang Yan put away the real fire, probed the moss yellow spirit armor in his hand, and nodded with satisfaction, although the grade is still a high-grade treasure, but the defense power is much higher than the original, the original earth spirit liquid essence is not given for nothing, but only a loser child like Fang Yan will use such a high-level thing to refine this low-level armor.

Putting away the dialect of the spirit armor, he found that the two of them were still cultivating, and a blood-colored figure kept flashing at the top of the blood big formation, full of anger, and he was a little surprised in his heart, the blood big technique is very rare.

After staring at it for a while, and after not finding any problems, Fang Yan took back his divine consciousness again, and this time he got three things from Qiu Ran's hands, one piece of moss yellow spirit armor that had just been refined, another piece of fragment in Fang Yan's hand, and another piece of blue blood spirit stone, which was a refining material, and it would not be used for a while.

Looking at the fragment in front of me, I thought of the square card on Shaguang's body, as well as the pattern in Pingsha Island in the East China Sea, I don't know what the relationship between these things is, why there is a similar pattern, and what does this pattern mean, is it an ordinary decoration, or a specially carved rune.

Fang Yan went deep into the depths of the fragment and wanted to find out, but Fang Yan didn't expect much, believing that Qiu Ran didn't know how many times he had probed.

Sure enough, there was no trace of mana and aura in the emptiness, and there was no trace of any forbidden formation, it seemed to be an ordinary fragment, and after scanning it back and forth a few times, nothing was found, except for the pattern that seemed to be naturally generated on the outside, there was nothing worth exploring.

After a few hours of nothing, the dialect divine consciousness mana was consumed a lot, and they had to stop, the two of them were still running the exercises, and a large amount of spiritual energy was transmitted from the ground into the formation of the two of them, thinking that the two of them were in pain and happy at this moment, looking at this, I am afraid that there will not be a few days of hard work, and it will not end.

Fang Yan would not compete with the two of them for aura, so he took out the spiritual spring water from the Qiankun pot and swallowed a drop, and started the Nebula Jue.

After the mana was replenished, Fang Yan cut off a piece of the demon beast soul and wanted to start refining and restoring his divine consciousness, and suddenly thought of one thing, when he was in the lock demon tower, the demon beast spirit he got first kept the core to search for the soul and obtain the memory of the lock demon tower, but later he came to the soul lock hall, in order to get more spirit stones, he consumed the soul core, and all the memories were wiped out, and he didn't get any memory.

After leaving the Lock Demon Tower, he has more souls in his hands, but he has not been able to care about soul searching, not because he doesn't want to, but because he won't return to the Lock Demon Tower for a while, instead of wasting time searching for souls, it is better to refine some souls to condense his own souls.

However, looking at the fragment in front of him, Fang Yan's heart suddenly had an idea, these demon beast spirits are all imprisoned in the Yunling Stone, and in addition to the memory of the locked demon tower, there may be something about this mysterious pattern in their memories.

Hastily replenished some divine soul energy, Fang Yan stopped refining, and carefully took out the core part of the divine soul he had refined, and all the remaining memories were in it.

The Soul Searching Technique dialect has been used more than once, but it has not been used again since leaving the Black Demon Realm, when it was in the Black Demon Realm, the soul search object is also the level of the Demon Pawn Demon General, and the corresponding monk is just refining qi to build the foundation, and the divine soul in front of him is an existence beyond the seventh order, far from being comparable to the soul search object before the dialect.

After brewing for a while, Fang Yan started the soul searching technique, and his divine consciousness wrapped around the core of the demon beast soul in front of him: "Soul searching secret method." ”

Just as a great river bursts its banks, a tsunami is coming in an instant, and countless messages pour into the dialect's consciousness like a tide, and the dialect's own consciousness is like a boat in the sea, which may be swallowed up at any time.

One by one, a picture flashed in Fang Yan's mind, a demon bird was flying in the sky, and he saw that on an ancient wasteland below, countless demon beasts were fighting each other, devouring each other, and the battle was going on all the time, and the demon beasts that were so high in rank that the dialect could not recognize them abounded,

There are so many more than I expected, where do I dare to digest it immediately, and if I don't wait to absorb some information, I'm afraid I'm going to get lost in it, and in the end, I'm afraid I won't even be able to find myself.

Some frightened dialects hurriedly ran the exercise: "Sealing Memory", this is one of the methods in the secret method of soul searching, seal and seal all the information that pours into their own sea of knowledge, wait for it to be viewed slowly, and slowly absorb it, this is the best way to deal with the memory of a higher level of divine souls than themselves.

Fang Yan was a little afraid, for a moment, just for a moment, his memory was almost chaotic, much more dangerous than his previous memory of devouring Zhou Tianxing's soul, and much more dangerous than the memory of his soul searching demon clan, if he hadn't made a quick decision and cut it off in a hurry, I am afraid that he would never be able to get out again without a few breaths of effort.

After being afraid, there was a burst of excitement, because the figure of a monk appeared in the picture that flashed just now, all of them were powerful monks, and the runes that floated out of the magic weapon in their hands were very similar to the runes on the fragment in their hands, as well as the Pingsha Island in the East China Sea, the Lock Demon Tower, and the pattern on the Yaoguang square card, and the dialect can confirm that this pattern must be a rune, an ancient rune.

As long as you completely absorb the memories of this demon beast divine soul and use them for your own use, even if you can't know the urging techniques of these runes, your understanding of these runes will definitely increase greatly.

Without further hesitation, Fang Yan immediately cut off a piece of demon beast soul and slapped it into the sea of knowledge, if he wants to accept such a large number of memories, there is only one way to go, to improve his own divine soul power, this demon beast divine soul is the most convenient item to enhance his divine soul, in the sea of dialect knowledge, a mass of pure divine soul power slowly circulated, and dialect's own divine soul continued to condense, constantly condensed.