For a while, Fang Yan and Rong Canghai both stared at each other and were stunned for a moment, Rong Canghai was surprised that Fang Yan could survive such a huge explosion, but Fang Yan was surprised that the other party was not harmed, but he was very weak and no longer had such coercion.

But in an instant, Fang Yan raised his hand to sacrifice a thing, the mountain stone array, and pulled Rong Canghai and himself into the formation, this retribution came quickly, just Rong Canghai trapped Fang Yan into his own domain, but in a moment, he was trapped in a formation by the other party.

Even so, Rong Canghai did not panic, the little foundation building monk, survived and did not take the opportunity to escape, he actually wanted to fight his own idea, he was still happy that such a good material was not wasted, and the puppet refining that was originally planned could still be carried out.

After a while, Rong Canghai found that his miscalculation today was not over, the formation that trapped him was not the low-level array disk he imagined, but a high-level array disk, and at this time, Rong Canghai showed a trace of nervousness, the magic weapon just now cost him a lot of mana, and at this time, there was not much mana left in his body, so he hurriedly threw a few pills into his mouth.

Where can the dialect allow him to recover his mana, at this moment, the effect of the dialect Yun Ling San has not been consumed, the mana in the body is still full, before the effect of the Yun Ling San is completely dissipated, even if the mana consumed by the dialect will be quickly replenished, such a convenient condition, how can the dialect not be used.

Not only did Fang Yan urge the boulder in the mountain stone array plate to smash towards Rong Canghai, but the two spirit pets and puppeteers also dispatched one after another to deal with the Jindan monk, if he couldn't solve the battle in a favorable situation, when he recovered a little, just wait to be tortured and killed.

At this moment, Fang Yan has long had no way back, in fact, when Rong Canghai chased him, Fang Yan had no way back, Rong Canghai was a Jindan monk, but he didn't notice it for a while and became another water dog, in the mountain stone array, each of the boulders that came was not less than 10,000 catties, and the huge impact was difficult for even Jindan monks to bear, Rong Canghai had to urge a little mana, sacrifice several magic weapons, and desperately resist the ubiquitous attack.

The attack of the red cicada queen bee beast is not worth mentioning for Rong Canghai, and it can't even be used for a lead, but the puppeteer's attack is different, although it is only a physical attack, the power of the fist is extraordinary, for a while, Rong Canghai is a little embarrassed, he can only hope that the dialect's divine sense is insufficient, and he can't control the puppet man for how long, at this moment he doesn't know how much regret he regrets, he didn't bombard the dialect as soon as they met, but it fell to the point where it is now.

The words of the Nine Illusions True Person are not wrong, the Luan Stone Array Disk is not something that ordinary Jindan monks can break, but his mana consumption is also huge, if it weren't for the fact that Fang Yan had just swallowed Yun Lingsan, his own mana would be exhausted after a while.

But now, the first to exhaust the mana is Rong Canghai who is trapped in the array, and when the divine sense of the dialect has not been consumed much, Rong Canghai's mana has been exhausted, and he raised his head to the sky and shouted: "I can't imagine that I Rong Canghai will be embarrassed today, dialect, remember, the next time we meet will be your death." ”

"Want to escape?" Fang Yan has already killed Rong Hao, and he was left with trouble after the other party's divine soul escaped, how could he not be prepared, as for Wu Xiong's divine soul also escaped Fang Yan himself is not clear.

Seeing that Rong Canghai had reached the end of the strong crossbow, Fang Yan had long prevented his soul from escaping, and a light red light curtain shrouded around Rong Canghai early, breaking through the guarded Rong Canghai, Fang Yan thought that it was difficult to do it, but if the other party just escaped with his soul and wanted to break through his peach miasma poison, it was not to think about it, Xing had no intention of any character, and he didn't dare to touch the peach miasma poison.

As expected, Rong Canghai's body suddenly stopped moving, and he no longer resisted the attacks of the puppet people and boulders, and a bright light suddenly flew out of his body, and he was about to break through the air in an instant, just when he touched the red light curtain, a miserable cry suddenly came, but in a flash, Rong Canghai's soul was mostly corroded.

Fang Yan saw that the bright light just now was a cyan leaf, and Rong Canghai's divine soul was stored on this small leaf, which was flying in front of Fang Yan at the moment, and suddenly flew downward.

Fang Yan instantly understood Rong Canghai's plan, if he wanted to return to his body, the Jindan monk had to work hard, nothing more than to blow up the Jindan, knowing the other party's plan, where could he still be allowed to succeed, the puppet and the two spirit pets had already stopped attacking, just when the leaf was about to touch Rong Canghai's body left there, the puppeteer grabbed his body, and a flash disappeared.

Fang Yan heard the angry scolding in Rong Canghai's divine consciousness, and was unmoved, the situation has long been reversed at this moment, Jindan Grand Monk Rong Canghai has already become a turtle in the urn, a featherless bird, whatever he wants, even so, Fang Yan did not dare to be careless, slowly collected the peach miasma poison, and finally completely wrapped the cyan leaf, Rong Canghai's breath became weaker and weaker, and there was no movement after a while.

The uneasy dialect urged the peach miasma to search back and forth in this leaf, and after finding no traces, the peach miasma was withdrawn, and at the same time, this cyan leaf fell into the hands of the dialect, and his own peach miasma did not damage this leaf at all, needless to say, it must be a good thing.

Thousands of miles away in the Fengyuan Sect, in a secret room, Rong Hao, who took the house, is cultivating under the protection of his mother, since the body was destroyed by the dialect, there is not much left of the original cultivation that is not high, it has been a few years, and it has not returned to the original level, the quality of this body is too poor, far less than the body that Rong Hao poured out with the elixir at the beginning, if it weren't for the urgency of time, Rong Canghai would not have found such a body for his son, in the past few years, Rong Canghai has been looking for the elixir of forging the body everywhere, just for his son.

The woman, who was staying next to her son, suddenly changed her expression, and hurriedly got up and walked outside, and just as she went out, she saw a disciple standing outside.

"What's wrong?"

"Master, Master, he has fallen. The disciple looked weeping and said to the woman.

"What?" the woman did not understand the disciple's words for a moment.

"Master's natal god card is broken, and Master has fallen. With that, he howled.

Only then did the woman understand, she only felt that her mind was dark, and her husband had actually fallen? Her husband was a great monk of Jindan, except for the old monster who was almost unborn in the cultivation world, who could make her husband fall.

The fall of a Jindan Great Monk was also a big event for the Fengyuan Sect, and after a while, someone came to report it, and the head of the sect was invited.

When the woman entered, several of the elders in the door had already gathered.

"Zhou Yu, you're here. ”

The woman was Rong Canghai's wife, Zhou Yu, and when she saw the master, she didn't care about etiquette: "Brother Zhang, what the hell is going on, how can Canghai fall." Where did he go?"

"Senior Brother Rong has been out for a few months, we only know that he left from the teleportation array of Taiyi Sect, according to him, he went to find something to forge his body for Hao'er, as for where he went, no one knows, don't you know?"

"Brother Zhang, my little sister has been in retreat and cultivation until the Canghai Transmission came out to take care of Hao'er, he only said that he would go out for a while, and I don't know where he went. ”

"Zhangjiao, I am a dignified Fate Sect, how can others treat me like this, issue a reward order, and arrest the murderer. ”

"What Senior Brother Yuan said is that no matter who it is, there will be a price. ”

All the elders spoke one after another, only the superior master did not speak, lowered his head and pondered for a while and said: "If we can defeat Senior Brother Rong, even if we are superior, it is difficult to win, Senior Brother Rong has that spiritual weapon in his hand, unless he is introduced into the sect array, there is no hope, I think this matter still needs to be decided by the Supreme Elders." ”

Listening to the words of the master, several elders were silent, just now they were angry at the fall of the elders of their sect, and at this moment they thought that since the other party could kill Rong Canghai, they would also be able to kill themselves, and it was very likely that it was an old monster in the Yuan Infant Stage, and it was only possible for the elders in the sect to deal with it.

Only Rong Canghai's woman Zhou Yu didn't think so, hearing the shirk of the sect, she also understood that after her husband died, her and her son's status in the sect would plummet, unless she succeeded in marrying the Dan, she could only practice that thing after the marriage, and only with that thing could she find the enemy who killed her husband, thinking of this, she bowed to the surrounding elders and the sect above, and said: "Senior brothers, please leave the matter of Canghai to you, I will go back first." ”

As soon as Zhou Yu returned to his residence, he announced that he and his son Rong Hao would be in retreat together, and that all sect affairs would be handled by her husband's eldest disciple.

(The second is a little later, please forgive me, ask for a collection with a thick face)