Fang Yan gained too much this time, originally I just wanted to try it, but I didn't expect to be able to kill a Yuanying monk, that is the Yuanying Great Monk, the existence that countless people look up to.

Looking at the Yuan Infant True Body in front of him, as well as the Yuan Infant Body in his body, the divine soul had already been killed, and only a pure energy body remained, and the corners of Fang Yan's mouth unconsciously curled.

All this is thanks to the old Dao of the Mo Ling Sect, if it weren't for the Shen Dao people who urged the Mo Ling Phantom, even if Fang Yan had the domineering magic weapon of the peach miasma poison, it would be difficult to get close to a Yuan Ying Great Cultivator, even if it was a puppet person, let alone poison.

At that time, his puppet man succeeded in one blow, Qiu Fengzi directly broke through the protective array of the Moling Palace, and Fang Yan had the idea of taking advantage of his illness to kill him, if Qiu Fengzi escaped directly back to the sect, Fang Yan would also dispel this idea, but after sensing his peach miasma poison and leaving the Mo Ling Sect, it would stop for thousands of miles, where could he still press his mind.

The peach miasma of the dialect is very poisonous, and the people of Yi Shen Dao also know it, and he has seen it before, but he didn't dare to guess that this strange poison could kill the Yuanying monk and return the wound of Qiu Fengzi, and the old Taoist had already thanked the heavens.

The two joined forces and injured Qiu Fengzi, but the Shen Dao people didn't know that the previous dialect only used a wisp of peach miasma poison against him, but there were more than a dozen wisps that invaded Qiu Fengzi's body, and more than a dozen wisps were directly blasted into Qiu Fengzi's body by the puppet man, even if he was a Yuanying monk, he had to flee immediately.

When he escaped with the people of Moling Sect, he had been estimating the time, even if Qiu Fengzi had just gotten married, his strength should not be underestimated, it was too early, Qiu Fengzi must still have strength, if he let a Yuanying monk fight hard with himself, not to mention the trick of self-detonation of Yuanying, even if he sent two spells casually, throwing one or two magic weapons to self-detonate was not something that a small Jin Dan could take.

After Fang Yan sent Mo Lingzong and the others away, he took the three girls to quietly touch the vicinity of the place where Qiu Fengzi was staying, saying that it was a cultivation recovery, but in fact, he had been carefully probing his peach miasma poison, until he sensed that the other party's suppression was getting weaker and weaker, and when he almost disappeared, Fang Yan passed, relying on the streamer wings to be haunted, and Fang Yan did not make any effort, so he killed Qiu Fengzi, who was already dying.

Qiu Fengzi didn't believe that he was planted in the hands of a Jindan ant until he died, but he regretted that he could only wait for the next life, if there was an afterlife, he would definitely not underestimate anyone anymore.

After succeeding, Fang Yan didn't stay for a moment, and directly urged the streamer to return to his cave mansion, and only after returning to the cave mansion did he tell Ji Yao, Guangyue, Linglong and Liu Er what happened, even the most ignorant Liu Er couldn't help but be afraid, and the other two vied with each other to complain about the recklessness of the dialect.

Complaining is complaining, and in the end, no one suffered, and they each took a lot of good things to cultivate, and only Fang Yan was left here to deal with the rest of the things.

After this incident, Ji Yaoguang and Yue Linglong finally untied the knot in their hearts, and truly regarded this cave as their new home, Moling Sect has become a thing of the past, but there is Ji Luoyu and Xue Liuyue is still there, and the slashing is continuous.

Fang Yan didn't ask what was imprisoned in Yue'er's body, the matter of the Mo Ling Sect, and he didn't want to ask anymore.

Originally, he promised the two of them that he would go back and go to the evil place with them as soon as possible to investigate, but now that he has such a treasure in his hand, this matter will be postponed, and he must first absorb the things left by the Yuanying Monk to improve his strength.

Needless to say, the body of the Yuan Infant is now only in the middle of the Jindan, and it is better to have a Yuan Infant thug, and before he came back, the Dialect decided to refine this body into a puppet like a hundred slaves, and the name was thought of, it was called the Wind Slave.

Before refining the Yuan Infant Puppet, the first thing Fang Yan had to do was to refine the Yuan Infant Body, a Jin Dan had greatly increased the cultivation of the Fang Dialect at the beginning, and now it is ten times more advanced than the Jin Dan Yuan Infant Body, and the Yuan Infant Body without a divine soul is a ball of pure energy, which is the great tonic that countless monks dream of, but few people have the domineering magic weapon of peach miasma poison, and there is no shit luck like dialect.

In the following year, the dialect did not take a single step out of the streamer, only a few fluctuations could be heard occasionally, and then it fell silent again, and the entire cave was also calm, everyone was cultivating with peace of mind, even Scar returned to the cave and closed it quietly.

On this day, the people in the cave were still going their own way, a figure flashed in the secret room on the side of the cave, and the dialect finally escaped from the streamer wing, and there was no trace of monk's breath emanating from the whole body, only a few fine lights occasionally appeared in those two eyes.

After leaving the customs, Fang Yan released his divine sense and glanced at the cave, and in an instant, he found out the situation in the entire cave, and Brother Ji Feng also arrived in the late stage of foundation building?

On the left and right sides are the retreat places of Yaoguang and Yue'er, since the last time the Demon Lock Tower came back, Yaoguang can still sense and absorb the aura of that space through that square card, but it is not as much as before, plus her cultivation has increased a lot, and she needs a lot of aura cultivation, so she has not stayed in the streamer wing for a long time.

Fang Yan casually took out a blank jade talisman, left a few words, and shot the jade talisman towards Yaoguang's retreat, and when she got out of the customs, she could see that after doing all this, Fang Yan escaped out of the cave.

A few streams of light crossed, and the dialect stood in a canyon, and in ten breaths, the dialect crossed millions of miles, and after standing still, the dialect probed around, and found no monks.

Fang Yan stretched out his hands, and suddenly, the momentum on Fang Yan's body soared, in the late Jindan period, Fang Yan actually revealed the breath of the late Jindan period, the whole canyon was jumped, and countless low-level demon beasts were startled, and fled away in all directions, almost standing in place and trembling, and even more unbearable, don't kill this momentum directly.

With a mana fluctuation, a full thirty-six flying swords surrounded the dialect, circling back and forth, forming various formations, the cold sword qi was mixed with a strong thunder light, and the range of hundreds of zhang was shrouded in it, with a loud noise, a deep pit of a hundred zhang square circle and a depth of dozens of zhang appeared under the dialect.

Then another sword light fell from the sky, and it sank into the ground with a swish, Fang Yan walked to the place where the sword light disappeared, and then put away the thunder sword with satisfaction.

Although this set of Dawu sword arrays is still extremely mana-consuming, the attack is much larger than before, and it can even be compared to a medium-grade spirit weapon.

There is no real combat drill to achieve real results, and I want to go to that evil place this time, and this set of flying swords can show its full power.

After putting away the thunder sword array, Fang Yan did not stop, a dark light flashed, and Qiu Fengzi appeared on Fang Yan's side, all kinds of runes looming on his body, with a flat expression on his face, looking like a master, and the one he was holding in his hand was still his magic weapon Qiu Fan.

However, this is obviously not the Qiu Fengzi of Taiyi Sect, but the wind slave of the dialect, although there is no Yuanying, the strength is not as good as a real Yuanying monk, but a short attack is not much worse than the original, and the dialect even equipped him with a drop of ancient spring water in case of emergency.

Fang Yan's divine sense moved, and with the operation of the mana in the hand of the wind slave, a desolate aura spread out in all directions, and the low-level demon beasts that were a little dizzy who had just been frightened by Fang Yan fell to the ground in an instant, not only that, but the surrounding flowers and trees also withered in an instant as if autumn was coming.

Immediately, the wind slave gestured, and an even more chilling aura poured out from the autumn fan, and even the master of Fang Yan could feel the slightest frightening aura.

After testing his magic weapon spell, Fang Yan sacrificed his streamer wings again and headed towards Yueming Mountain, a mountain range in Lianqi.

"Brother Fang, you are here. Xueda said with some excitement.

"The younger brother was delayed for a few days because of some things, so the two of them waited for a long time. Fang Yan arched his hand and said, he originally promised to come back soon, but he came after more than a year, and he was always a little embarrassed.

However, the blood big black tiger did not have a trace of blame, the matter of Mo Lingzong, the two of them also heard about it, although the information of the dialect did not come out much, many people did not know the existence of the dialect, but there were Ji Yaoguang and Yue Linglong, where could there be less dialects.

"Hey, my brother's cultivation has improved again, I can't even find out a trace. The black tiger stared at Fang Yan for a long time, and said with some confusion.

The Blood Great Divine Sense also probed towards the dialect, if it was a stranger, this kind of action was tantamount to provocation, but the three of them had already known each other, so they naturally had no worries.

"Hehe, the younger brother has cultivated a set of breathing exercises to the highest level, but he can only hide from the monks who are almost the same, and he can't hide too much. Fang Yan laughed a few times, as for refining Yuanying, it is better not to say it, it is not a matter of trust, but I am worried that the two of them will leak their mouths and cause trouble in vain.

Breath Gathering Technique, almost every monk will practice one or two exercises to converge the breath, and the dialect can originally conceal the two of them by converging the breath, but it is not as exaggerated as it is now, and the two of them can't see a little breath after running the exercises.

The Blood Black Tiger had no interest in cultivating the Dialect Breathing Technique, and after saying a few words, the Blood Big Stool asked a little impatiently about the Evil Land: "Brother is here this time, but are you ready to go there?"

"Of course, if I hadn't promised you both, I wouldn't have come out so early. Fang Yan replied, "The previous thunder talisman has been destroyed, you two should refine another one to defend yourself." ”

According to the description of the two Blood Black Tigers, the evil thunder light in the Thunder Sword is enough to protect the three of them, but they have to be on guard against a case, it is better to rely on themselves than to ask for others, and it is very possible that the three of them will be separated from each other.

(Thanks to 'Born for Hua Xue' for tipping support)