"Nonsense, you have to figure out how to see if you can get rid of that mark. Fang Yan said a word to the Hu Daoren, and then after swallowing two drops of the ancient spring spiritual liquid, he did not rest and sacrifice the Shengyu Wood Spirit Boat, but continued to urge the Thunder Escape Wings to fly forward.

Knowing that there are two distracted monks following behind him, where do you dare to be as casual as before, at this time, Fang Yan is a little lucky, fortunately when he saw the two escape light attacks, he chose to flee immediately, if the other party only has one escape light, and did not think about hitting himself back and forth, maybe he really wants to compare with the other party a few times, no more, as long as he stays for a while, it is not that he can escape if he wants to, and he is shrouded by the power of the distraction monk, unless he can use the power of the original Sen Ran scroll, otherwise even if he detonates the magic weapon of the top grade, I am afraid that he will only be captured。

Unexpectedly, under the mistake, he escaped a catastrophe, originally this kind of ambush and robbery people are the same everywhere, since stepping into the cultivation realm, I have not seen it rarely, but from the original Qi refining monk to the current Yuanying monk, after the previous escape, I also thought that if there is a suitable thing, even the distracted monk will also come out to rob, but I didn't expect that a random thought actually said the truth, and was really remembered by the two distraction monks.

Fang Yan didn't know that the reason why the two of them would split the two rays of light to attack before and after was because they didn't want to fight with him, but wanted to consume his mana and mind, but they didn't expect that Fang Yan was not a distracted monk at all, and he was not seriously injured.

Don't use dialects to explain, Hu Dao people also know that compared to the blood-colored breath in the star burial robe, this faint mark is even more fatal, there are actually two distracted monks, here is far away from the city of Canglan, even if the dialect has been urging the wings of thunder, it will take several days to arrive, not to mention, where can the dialect continue to urge this magic weapon, I'm afraid it will take half a month to arrive, if this mark is not removed, it is difficult to say that one day it will be caught up by the two distraction monks, the means of the distraction monks, Hu Dao people are very clear, don't look at them have not caught up, but if it is desperate for loss, there must be a way to improve the speed。

It's just that the mark of the distracted monk is not ordinary, even if the Hu Dao man has seen more, it is also obtained from the previous master, he himself is just a primordial infant-level existence, with the help of the star burial robe, he may be able to compete with a distraction monk, but if you want to exorcise this mark, it is not something that the star burial robe can help.

Half an hour later, Hu Daoren had to admit that even if he wanted to imprison it a little, it would be extremely difficult to do it: "Fang Daoyou, the cultivation of those two monks is still above your estimate, at least the person who arranged this mark should be a top-level existence in the early stage of distraction, or even a mid-stage distraction monk, I have no way to remove this mark." ”

"If you have my help, is there any hope?" For the Hu Daoren's insight, the dialect did not have the slightest doubt, and now the situation of the star burial robe, the dialect is also clear.

Listening to the tone of the nonsense, if it is the mark laid by the monk in the early stage of distraction, maybe there can be some way, the middle stage of distraction? Dialect does not have the slightest concept of the middle stage of distraction, I have seen many distracted monks before, and the dialect does not know which one is the early stage of distraction, which one is the middle stage of distraction, and when it comes to the period of distraction, it is the same for dialects.

"It's you and me joining forces, and the best result is to move it to another magic weapon, and it's impossible to directly disperse it. When Hu Daoren said this, he was a little embarrassed, this kind of mark, a low-grade magic weapon will definitely not be able to withstand it, at least it must be at the level of a spiritual weapon, and even a medium-grade spiritual weapon can be successful, and this method is clearly to let Fang Yan lose a medium-grade magic weapon to save his own ontological magic weapon.

Even if it is a nonsense person, he feels that it is a bit excessive, but it is a matter of his own life, even if it is excessive, he can't help but bring it up, otherwise, he will fall into the hands of other distracted monks, and fall into the hands of other sect monks, it is better to return to the Heavenly Star Sect and let the Heavenly Star Sect monks practice the body, at least there is still incense.

It's just that Hu Daoren didn't have the slightest confidence in how to choose dialects, it was just a transaction between the two when they were in the cultivation realm, and even at the beginning, Hu Daoren had a move to kill Fang Daoren, and the alliance between the two was related to the Xuanlan domain, so it was over, as for the blood breath that Fang Yan promised to kill for Hu Daoren and invade the star burial robe, it was just that Fang Yan felt that he was in the blood whirlpool, and he had received the favor of Hu Dao people, and he wanted to repay it, but it had nothing to do with the previous alliance.

Although after such a long period of cooperation, the relationship between the two is much closer, but the current situation, but not a little friendship can be changed, the back is not an ordinary person, but two distracted monks, the middle stage of distraction, for dialect, the best decision at this time, and the most sensible decision, is to immediately part ways with the Hu Dao people, without the mark on the star burial robe, with the wings of thunder, dialect can easily avoid the two doppelganger monks behind.

The decision was almost to ignore this mark and take the Hu Dao people all the way into the Canglan City, but in doing so, it would consume a lot of ancient spring spiritual liquid, and even more so to bear the risk of being chased by the distracted great cultivators, and there seemed to be no additional gain for dialects.

Only the transfer mark mentioned by Hu Daoren can not succeed for dialects and do not consider it, even if it can really succeed, it will waste a lot of time, and it is very likely that the transfer has not been successful, and it will be chased in front of the distracted monk behind, even if it is really successful, not only does the dialect not have the slightest gain, but also loses a medium-grade spiritual weapon-level magic weapon in vain, this choice is probably not made by anyone.

Hearing the words of the nonsense, the dialect did not answer immediately, but fell into thought.

Aware of the emotions of the dialect, the nonsense people did not dare to disturb in the slightest, but at this moment they regretted the reckless words just now, as long as they followed the dialect to the city of Canglan, they can always find a way to deal with this mark, in the city of Canglan, no one has dared to challenge the majesty of the lord of Canglan, although the lord of Canglan is not as famous as the War Emperor and the Ghost Emperor, but it is also a great existence in the late stage of distraction.

Even if you can't get rid of the mark, you can still find a way to return to the Heavenly Star Sect, it's better than being thrown outside here to be chased and killed by two distracted great cultivators, and you still have a blood-colored aura in your body that needs to be suppressed, where is there any extra energy to urge your body to fly away.

In just a few moments, the Hu Dao people seemed to have been suffering for a hundred years, waiting for the answer and decision of the dialect.

"Hu Daoren, I can't help you transfer this mark, since you said that those two are distracted mid-stage great cultivators, we must fly away as soon as possible, there must be no delay, maybe a few breaths can decide life and death, this risk cannot be taken. ”

The voice of the dialect came into the ears of the Hu Daoren, and the Hu Daoren breathed a sigh of relief, although he did not agree to transfer such a mark, at least he did not leave himself alone, with the previous concerns, at this moment the Hu Daoren was already very satisfied with the decision of the dialect, where are the superfluous requirements, and hurriedly said: "Okay, Fang Daoyou, everything will wait until the Canglan City, but this way will bother the Daoyou." ”

"Nonsense, I can't help you, but I can let someone else help you. But before he could finish speaking, he continued.

"Ah, Daoist friend is saying that those two spirit pets? Their cultivation is too low, I'm afraid they can't be used. ”

"It's not them, there are other people, Zi Ling, who came out to see Hu Daoyou. ”

As soon as the dialect voice fell, the light on his body flashed, and Ziheng Furnace Spirit Zi Ling suddenly flashed out, stood in front of Hu Daoren, and bowed his hand and said, "Zi Ling has seen Hu Daoyou." ”

Hu Dao people saw the purple spirit that suddenly appeared, and his heart was shocked, he was the first time he saw the purple spirit, speaking of which, the purple spirit and the Hu Dao people are the same kind, both are the body of the machine spirit, the first purple spirit can recognize the body of the machine spirit of the Hu Dao people, and the Hu Dao people who cultivate to a higher level naturally see the origin of the purple spirit at a glance, but they don't know that there is also a body of the instrument spirit at the middle level of the Yuan Infant on the dialect, and the cultivation is even higher than the dialect.

"Purple Spirit Daoist. The nonsense people didn't dare to hold it up, so they immediately returned the courtesy.

"You two don't talk too much, hurry up and find a way to deal with that sigil together. Fang Yan stopped the two of them from being polite, and then threw out a flying sword: "See if this flying sword can withstand that mark, if not, make a plan." ”

"Fang Daoyou, let me enter your magic weapon space, so that I can use it. ”

The magic weapon space is not compared to the Qiankun bag, the Qiankun bag is just an ordinary treasure, in the Qiankun bag, the Hu Dao people can break the space at any time, if they enter their own magic weapon space of other spirit weapon levels, it is not so easy, over the years, the dialect and the Hu Dao people have cooperated, but they have only been shrouded in the light of the magic weapon, but they have never entered the magic weapon space, whether it is the dialect or the Hu Dao people, they can't fully trust each other after all.

The current situation is that it is impossible for Fang Yan to directly include the two of them in the Qiankun bag, in fact, Fang Yan has long had the idea of putting the star burial robe into the Senran scroll, and now Hu Daoren himself proposed, of course Fang Yan will not object, otherwise it will have little impact on the speed of the two people directly, but if the power of the star burial robe is leaked out, the two distracted monks behind will not say it, and they are very willing to attract the attention of others, even one or two Yuan Infant monks, it will also be a big trouble.

Entering the space of the Senran scroll, it is more able to isolate the aura, although it is unlikely to cut off the connection between the distracted Great Monk and the seal behind, but the aura of the Star Burial Robe can be completely hidden, even the Distraction Great Monk will not easily find it.

After putting the two of them into the Sen Ran scroll, Fang Yan refined two drops of ancient spring spiritual liquid to replenish the mana and consumed a lot, it was still far from the Canglan City, Fang Yan could not consume such spiritual objects without scruples, put away the wings of thunder, and after sacrificing the Sheng Yu Wood Spirit Boat, he sent the order to fly away with all his strength towards the two spirit pets, and Fang Yan immediately sat down cross-legged, urging the Nebula Jue with all his might, and trying his best to replenish his lost mana.

In the light that followed far behind, the two distracted archmonks suddenly moved: "It's not good, we found our mark." ”