The monk surnamed Bai saw the dialect, and the dialect naturally saw them, but the dialect did not find the monk surnamed Bai in the formation.

Fang Yan only touched it after watching them fight themselves, and after observing for a few days, he didn't find any good way, and finally he could only decide to attack the west, in fact, it was actually the wind slave who made a disturbance before.

Fang Yan was going to let the wind slave lead the soul beast out of the part, and he saw if there was a chance, but he didn't expect that at the same time, someone was staring at this place, and he wanted to pick up his own cheap, but he just happened to fulfill his wish, Fang Yan, who didn't know how to start, suddenly found that there were only a few soul beasts left between the entire mountain peaks, and he didn't have to worry about encountering the suicide attack of the soul beast that day, where would Fang Yan be polite, and directly urged the exercises to escape into it, and as soon as the peach miasma poison came out, several soul beasts left behind were killed in a few breaths.

There is no mistake in the news of the old man Chongyang, there is indeed a spring here, and I don't know if the dialect of Qingying water is flowing in it, and he has never seen Qingying water, only after trying it, he will know, but it is estimated that there will be no more springs here for a long time, and the Qiankun pot of dialect not only puts away a pool of water on the ground, but even sweeps away the water underground, at least under the investigation of the dialect, there is no more moisture in the underground hundred zhang.

Watching the monks surnamed Bai fly towards the mountains, Fang Yan knew that they could only run for nothing, this kind of thing is too normal in the cultivation realm, Fang Yan is not afraid, but he also does not want to have more rights and wrongs, after flying out, he immediately beckoned the wind slave and stayed away from the three peaks.

Soon after, the monk surnamed Bai and his party were a little angry, but by the time they came out, the dialect had long since disappeared.

After getting a glimpse of the spring water dialect escaped from the three peaks, it took two hours to return to the Demon Sealing Pool, in this cave, except for here, there is no safe place to retreat, there are no soul beasts at the moment, maybe a large group will fly in a moment, only the area around this Demon Sealing Pool is the safest, especially when Fang Yan knows about the Demon Sealing Palace, he knows that as long as the formation prohibition at the bottom of the Demon Sealing Pond is not opened, the demon's breath will not come out, and there is no danger at all on this Demon Sealing Pool.

After returning to the Demon Sealing Pool, Fang Yan found a lot of monks who went and returned like himself, I don't know if they have gained something, or if they have suffered the loss of soul beasts, if it is usual, maybe many monks may still cooperate, but they have just been put together by Wantian Sect, and it is not easy to establish mutual trust in the short term.

Fang Yan didn't care about other people's affairs, walked straight inside, found a place to arrange a phantom array, and then stepped into the array, and summoned the wind slave out and put it into the phantom array.

On the edge of this demon pool, at least there is no monk who has cultivated more than the wind slave, of course, the dialect is not arrogant to the point where he thinks that if there is a wind slave, he can sweep away, he can have a wind slave, and others also have a rune treasure that seals the fourth-order soul beast in their hands, Jindan monk, who doesn't have a few killer moves.

After everything was arranged, Fang Yan escaped into the streamer wings, probed his divine sense into the Qiankun pot, and looked at the spring water he had just received.

After probing for a while, I still can't determine whether it is clear water, but the dialect can confirm that this water must be a spiritual creature.

There is no strong aura in it, but after the divine sense penetrates, he can feel a calm breath, and then think of the old man Chongyang's judgment of this spiritual water, and the dialect concludes that this is clear water nine times out of ten.

At that moment, he activated the Sanskrit Technique to protect himself, and took out two drops into his two eyes.

As soon as it penetrated into his eyes, Fang Yan sensed a feeling of refreshment and lightness, and hurriedly urged the Broken Illusion Eye to begin to absorb this power.

The slightest hint of power moistened into his eyes, like a clear spring dripping into the dry earth, and soon spread out in all directions.

After a while, Fang Yan was both happy and disappointed, happy that his disillusioned eyes had really improved, the spring fruit was really clear water, and slightly disappointed that the two drops of spring water had only improved imperceptibly, if it wasn't for Fang Yan's special feeling, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.

With this level of improvement, I am afraid that it will be necessary to refine and absorb all these clear waters, and it will be possible to be promoted by Broken Illusion Eyes, but it is not possible to leave some for the eldest brother of Xing Wuyi.

The second time, the dialect was no longer refined drop by drop, and two streams of water erupted from the Qiankun pot, directly submerging into the eye sockets, and then the dialect was running again, and the illusionary eyes began to absorb the power contained in these two streams of clear water.

After staying in the streamer wing for ten days, Fang Yan consumed ninety percent of the clear water he had taken, and finally felt that his Broken Illusion Eye had suddenly broken through a barrier, and Fang Yan knew that the Broken Illusion Eye had been promoted.

After escaping out of the streamer wing, he really found that his phantom eyes were very different from before, and the phantom array he had arranged was much clearer in his eyes, and he even found a few shortcomings, and he was a little more sure of the prohibition of the formation in the future.

However, this illusion breaking eye is not invincible, at least Fang Yan looked towards the sealed demon pool, and he still couldn't see through the prohibition, and what was slightly better than before was that he could vaguely see the flow of the formation.

Thinking about the existence of the suppression, as well as the momentum of the Demon Suppression Palace, Fang Yan was relieved, he was just a golden pill, and it was already a perverted existence to have such magical powers, Fang Yan immediately remembered the purple stone he encountered in the Star Pole Sect, if he explored with his current illusion-breaking eyes, he would definitely be able to fit a few more formations, and he would try it when he went back.

There were still monks entering and exiting this safe area, and there was no movement in the Sealing Demon Pool, and with the leader of the dialect, they didn't just stay on the outermost side, but slowly leaned in, but they were still cautious.

Just when Fang Yan put away the phantom array and explored the Demon Sealing Pool, another team of monks came back from the gathering place of soul beasts, and several people were wearing some colors, it should have been after a tragic battle, all of them did not look good, it was a group of people who encountered in Pinxing Mountain and Fang Yan that day.

"It's really unlucky, it's been a few days in a row, and I still only find some fourth-order spirit grass, which is not as much as what I have consumed in the past few days. A grumbling voice rang out.

"It's really an evil sect, how can there be so many soul beasts in a range of thousands of miles, but they can still be in peace, fellow Daoists, I plan to take a break and return to the Ten Thousand Heavens Market, this is never a place for long-term cultivation. ”

Another voice sounded, and he decided to give up and continue to explore the treasure, not because he was unwilling, but because his strength was really not enough, thousands of soul beasts gathered at every turn, and there were no high-level heavenly treasures in the rest of the places where the soul beasts were scarce.

"I think so too, a few days ago, those three Pinxing Mountains were the easiest group we had ever encountered, but they were picked up by others, and I don't know what kind of spiritual thing they were, only a bare spring remained. ”

While they were talking, suddenly the monk surnamed Bai sighed: "A few fellow Daoists, I saw that the monk surnamed Fang that day, he was still over there, and he didn't leave the cave." ”

"What? haven't left yet?" Hearing the words of the monk surnamed Bai, several people looked in the direction where the dialect was, and saw the dialect that was staring at the Sealing Demon Pool.

In the past few days, they have been back several times, and every time they come back, they have been surveying around, but the dialect has been shrouded in a phantom array, and they have been cultivating in the streamer wing, and they have not found it, but they didn't expect that when they had given up, they suddenly discovered the dialect.

"Bai Daoyou, is that young man?" the monk surnamed Xiao also spoke, and faintly, these people respected him.

"Yes, Xiao Daoyou, that's the person. The monk surnamed Bai said affirmatively.

"Keep an eye on him carefully and see who his accomplice is, isn't it easy to attract hundreds of soul beast monks?"

Finding that Fang Yan seemed to sense something, several people immediately withdrew their gazes, scattered, and each chose a cultivation place to recover their mana while glancing at Fang Yan from time to time.

Fang Yan faintly sensed that someone seemed to be probing his side, but he didn't pay too much attention to it, this kind of probing would appear at any time, and dozens of Jindan monks gathered here, although they didn't fight each other, but it was normal to be secretly vigilant.

Putting away the illusionary eyes, the dialect stepped out of the safe area again.

"Well, he's alone?" a few people who were looking at Fang Yan couldn't help but have doubts in their hearts.

"Go, follow. After a few pauses, he found that no monk had left, and the divine consciousness of the monk surnamed Xiao immediately came out, and several figures jumped up and stepped out of this area.

It was just a pause for a few breaths, and when they came out, Fang Yan had already gone away and could only see a trace of sword light, but these people had no regrets, because the direction in which Fang Yan fled was not where the portal of the cave was.

After a little discussion, several people gathered together again, formed a formation, turned around, and fled towards the entrance of the cave.

Fang Yan, who left the safe area, fled towards another treasure hiding place in the cave, the next time he came to this cave mansion, he was not sure when, although he didn't have much hope, Fang Yan still wanted to investigate, it was best to get something, and it was nothing if he couldn't get it, and it was already a surprise to break the illusion to advance.

It took a day of work, Fang Yan explored several places he knew, two of them were empty, nothing was gone, and the rest were places where soul beasts gathered, Fang Yan didn't provoke it at all, the last time the clear water was urgently needed by himself, there was something in these places, and he couldn't take such a big risk again, Fang Yan didn't think that there would be a group of monks to help this time.

When Fang Yan returned to the safe area outside the Demon Sealing Pool, recovering his mana and preparing to leave the cave, several people were sitting there on a mountain peak outside the exit of the cave.

"Can he come out? A man asked quietly to the person next to him.

"Who knows, it's difficult to kill people and grab treasures inside anyway, if you're not careful, it will attract a large number of soul beasts, just listen to Xiao Daoyou's advice, wait here for a while, if you don't come out, even if we are unlucky." ”

"Come out a monk, well? not him. ”

"Don't provoke him. The monk surnamed Xiao seemed to know this monk who had just escaped from the cave, and a divine sense spread to everyone.

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