The mid-grade spirit weapon just exploded, although the dialect urged the Senran scroll to throw it out of the magic weapon, and did not let it explode in the magic weapon space, but after all, it was impossible to completely avoid it, that is, there was a Senran scroll blocking the outside, and the dialect was also greatly impacted, and the movement just now was too big, which would definitely attract the attention of the monk, that is, he was seriously injured, and the dialect did not dare to stay in place to recover.

After Fang Yan threw the nonsense man Zi Ling and the two spirit pets into it, he endured the injuries in his body, and escaped from the ground one by one.

Fang Yan, who had just escaped from the ground, was immediately stunned, and before the flying sword exploded, dozens of Dao Qi had actually gathered in the originally secluded place, and there seemed to be a flash of escape in the distance, speeding towards this side.

"How could so many monks come so quickly?" Fang Yan, who was tired, didn't think clearly what was going on for a while, but soon Fang Yan found that the expressions of the people around him were even more surprised than his own, and their cultivation was also uneven, and there was no distraction revealed, nor did they form a formation, but they were just loosely surrounded around.

Zheng Qiang suppressed the dialect of the injuries in his body, put away the exercises in his hands, and didn't have the heart to find out what these people were doing, so he immediately urged the body method and flew away into the distance.

"That monk just came out of the depths of the earth, could it be that he has something to do with the fluctuation just now?"

"It's not clear if it's related, but his breath was faint just now, and it was clear that he was seriously injured. ”

"The self-detonation power just now is a spiritual weapon and not an ordinary spiritual weapon, he is just a mere primordial infant cultivator, how can he survive. ”

"Have you noticed the magic weapon or spiritual aura on his body?"

"It doesn't seem to be. ”

Many of the monks around were stunned by the sudden flashing and disappearance of the dialect, and they didn't react until the shape of the dialect was about to disappear, but the many monks who were originally paying attention to the huge pit that suddenly flashed out had another topic of discussion.

In the midst of everyone's discussions, some people couldn't wait to escape under the giant pit, but there were also clever monks who did the opposite, flying towards the periphery, just looking at the direction of their flight was the direction where the dialect had just left, nine out of ten might have wanted to kill the dialect and pick up the cheap, Xiuzhen World, this kind of thing is normal, not to mention that this is the most chaotic ancient wilderness battlefield in the Xuanlan Domain.

What they found in the depths of the earth was unknown, but the monks who followed the dialect did not get anything, but after a few breaths, they saw a flash of lightning in the distance, and when they looked again after the thunder, the monk had long since disappeared, and they could only regret it, and then return to the place where the great pit was.

The dialect that escaped far away found that the Ancient Wilderness Battlefield was much more lively than usual, and the area around which he flew away should have been a place where the Yuanying Monk haunted, but he actually encountered a few distractions, and something happened to the Ancient Wilderness Battlefield?

A questioning dialect flashed in his heart, and he found a slightly secluded place and fell, directly submerged into the depths of the ground, at this moment he really didn't have much energy to take care of anything else, Xiang Fei had not been completely killed, and his body was damaged again, all of which needed to be dealt with immediately.

The dialect that escaped into the depths of the earth, everything was as usual, and it didn't take much effort to arrange two simple warning formations, and then a dodge entered the Senran scroll again, this hidden and the magic weapon of the void has been partially damaged, but fortunately, the place where Xiang Fei is forbidden is originally the depths of the magic weapon, but it has not been affected.

After a little glance at the Purple Spirit Hudao who was confronting the distracted monk Xiang Fei, there were two spirit pets, with scorpion venom and peach miasma poison on one side, these people had already gained the upper hand, Fang Yan didn't pay attention to it anymore, threw a few pills into his mouth, and then crossed his knees to cultivate.

After stepping into the world of cultivation, Xiang Fei thought that he would fall one day, but he never thought that he would fall now before he was expected to break through the middle stage of distraction, let alone that his fall would be such a humiliating thing, he was actually imprisoned by a Yuan Infant junior for many years, and finally the Natal Flying Sword, which had been practicing for more than 10,000 years, still did not escape, and finally fell under a poisonous breath, and before the fall, he didn't even see the culprit of Fang Yan again.

Xiang Feidao is no matter how aggrieved he is, he can't change this ending.

At the moment when Xiang Fei Dao Man fell, in the Heavenly Star Sect, which was hundreds of millions of miles away, in a secret room, Long Xian Dao Man who was sitting cross-legged suddenly noticed the constant tremor coming from a formation beside him, but after a few breaths, the tremor stopped, but the faint aura in the original formation also dissipated, but instead emitted bursts of spiritual qi fluctuations.

Aware of this situation, Long Xiandao was immediately stunned: "Senior Brother Xiang Fei's body has fallen?"

Xiang Feidao is true that he is a distracted great cultivator, but he has not obtained a high-level spiritual object to refine the real doppelganger body for many years before, until he got a spiritual object a few years ago, but he has not had time to refine it successfully, and that spiritual object is now in the formation in front of Long Xian.

Long Xian, whose face flashed with joy, casually broke the formation, put a piece of lotus petal placed in it into his hand, and then escaped out of the Heavenly Star Secret Realm and headed towards the Deacon Hall, where the sect's disciples' natal primordial tablets were stored.

Soon Long Xian found that he didn't need to go anymore, and before he arrived at the deacon's hall, he heard someone already talking.

"Xiang Feidao has fallen?"

"Xiang Feidao, isn't that a distracted great monk?"

"Yes, it's the Xiang Feidao person who is good friends with Senior Brother Daxi, I have met him a few times in the Dan Hall before, and I haven't seen him in the sect over the years. ”

"I don't know where this senior brother went, could it be that he went to the depths of the Ancient Desolate Battlefield? I heard that there are many high-level spiritual objects there. ”

"I also heard that many monks have gone to the Ancient Desolation Battlefield over the years, and it is said that there are also Yuanying monks who have obtained the spiritual grass above the seventh grade. ”

Listening to the surrounding Yuanying disciples talking about the fall of Xiang Feidao, no one mentioned that Xiang Fei would be killed by the monks, and it is no wonder that these Yuanying monks thought so, if it was a Yuanying monk, it was still possible to be directly killed without revealing his breath, but the distracted monk, unless a distracted late stage monk like the ancestor made a move, it was a mid-stage distraction monk, and it was difficult to directly kill a distraction early stage monk without revealing a little, in the Xuanlan domain, no one dared to do this.

But there is a different kind of thought flashing in the hearts of Long Xiandao, the disappearance of Xiang Feidao people back then was very strange, and now the three dialect people who disappeared at the same time as him are all in the natal primordial god card, and the Taiyu Daoist Chang Hui Daoist has been in retreat in the secret realm of the sect for some years, but it is only that Xiang Feidao people have been separated for so many years, and suddenly fell, if there is no weirdness, Long Xiandao people can't believe it first, but it was just because of him that Xiang Fei had the idea of killing his fellow disciples, but now Long Xian does not dare to mention the situation to others。

After a little thought, Long Xiandaoren retracted his body, turned back and re-entered the secret realm of the sect, but he was previously taking care of his clone for Xiang Feidaoren, but now he planned to refine it himself.

In the past few years, Taiyu Daoist has already firmly established the Yuanying Great Perfection, and even the Changhui Daoist who was originally a lot worse is not much different from the Yuanying Great Perfection, as long as the Dao God Qi in his hand is refined, he is also confident to reach the realm of his senior brother.

Looking at Senior Brother Taiyu who suddenly flashed in and interrupted his cultivation, Chang Hui still didn't like it, but after hearing the fall of Xiang Feidaoren, he didn't care about anything else, and asked in a whisper to Taiyu Daoren: "Senior Brother Taiyu, do you think it will be?"

"I'm just here to tell you that Senior Brother Xiang Fei has fallen, but the others don't know anything. Of course, Taiyu Daoist understood what Chang Hui meant, and immediately said in a deep voice, if it weren't for the fear that Chang Hui, who was dedicated to studying the formation, would accidentally say something, Taiyu Daoren would not have come to make a special trip at all, as for more words, it was speculation or even affirmation in his heart, but he definitely couldn't talk about it.