"Boy, I can't imagine that you have a lot of means, but your cultivation is too low, and you are not our opponent anyway, if you know each other, I promise to give you a whole corpse, otherwise, I will let your soul fly away. ”

The soul that the monk said is really the soul is scattered, and the soul is killed, just like the dialect killed Zhou Tianxing, even if you want to enter reincarnation, you have no chance, and you will really disappear from this world.

Fang Yan naturally knew that the other party was not scaring him, but death and soul scattering were not much different from Fang Yan, he didn't want to die now, not to mention that Fang Yan still had some means to use it.

The dialect didn't say much, and he stretched out his hand and threw out more than a dozen spirit runes, this is not just the first-order spirit runes in the past, more than a dozen first-order spirit runes are mixed with three or four second-order spirit runes, but it is really a bit of a loser to fight with the second-order spirit runes, and there are hundreds of spirit stones with a flick of his hand.

The power of the second-order spirit runes was really domineering, each of them was equivalent to a blow from a cultivator of the eighth or ninth level of qi refining, and more than a dozen first-order and second-order spirit runes exploded at the same time, and for a while, ice bullets, fireballs, wind blades, ice needles, and all kinds of spells burst out.

"Damn, there are so many spirit runes, and second-order ones?" Tiger Skin shouted, shaking the three prongs in his hand to push aside the spell beside him as much as possible, while avoiding the side, the other bamboo pole didn't care about attacking the dialect, and drank in a low voice, a pale green light curtain was blocked in front of him, which was also a spirit armor.

Fang Yan didn't give the two of them a chance to breathe, and threw out a spirit rune, so many spirit runes came down, and if they couldn't kill it, they should be seriously injured.

Fang Yan raised the green fire sparrow, and conjured up several giant trees to smash from one side at the two people surrounded by spells.

I could only hear a crackling sound, and the spells that erupted from the spirit runes gradually dispersed, and only the giant wooden firebird conjured by the green fire finch was still impacting that side.

"Ah, you actually destroyed my two magic weapons, I want you to be unable to live, and you can't die. After the spell dispersed, Fang Yan saw two people who were charred and had some ice slag, and neither of them died. Tigerhide was shouting loudly there, and from his tone, you could tell how much hatred he had for the other language.

Hundreds of spirit stones of spirit runes were smashed out as if they didn't want money, and the two scattered cultivators of the tiger skin bamboo pole didn't even think that they could fight like this, and when the two of them were the richest, they were only hundreds of spirit stones, and they also needed to buy magic weapons, magic tricks, when had they ever seen such a ruined monk.

A burst of spirit runes smashed into the body, smashing several protective magic weapons on the two of them, and they couldn't repair it, but it was something that the two had accumulated after working hard for several years.

Worried that Fang Yan was still throwing the spirit rune, the two of them took a few steps back, but saw that Fang Yan had no spirit rune in his hand, both of them were a little ashamed, and both rushed forward, the light of the magic weapon in their hands flashed, and several tongues of fire mixed with black mangs attacked Fang Yan again: "Boy, take your life." ”

There was also a piece of ice blue behind the black mangs of the tongue of fire, and it turned out that the bamboo pole took out another magic weapon in his hand, like a flower bone, but it exuded bursts of cold air, not only the dialect, but even the tiger skin beside him seemed to be affected.

Fang Yan, who was originally on guard, was about to take the butterfly dance steps to dodge, not wanting to suddenly freeze, his movements suddenly slowed down a little, and he couldn't avoid it, Fang Yan's heart was horizontal, and he slapped a few spirit runes on his body, and the offensive spirit runes had been used up, and there were many armor-type ones.

Seeing a few rays of light flashing in front of Fang Yan, the spells of the two tiger skin bamboo poles collided, just like the explosion just now, but this time it was Fang Yan who was blown up, and after more than a dozen layers of armor cracked, he finally survived.

"When I'm a soft persimmon, little black, give me an attack. Fang Yan fended off the spells that attacked him as he sent a message to the bee beasts on the side.

The two of them saw a few bee beasts around them, and they didn't care at all, the second-order bee beasts, except for the rough skin and thick flesh, had no lethality for them at all, just bite them, they couldn't even bite through the armor.

Suddenly, the bamboo pole felt a pain in his waist, his armor had been pierced, and at the same time, he felt a stinging pain, and the tail needle of the bee beast pierced into his body, only to feel that after a pain in his waist, there was a burst of soreness: "Tiger skin, be careful of the bee beast." ”

The tiger skin on the side didn't know what was going on, and when he turned his head, he saw the bamboo pole sitting on the ground throwing pills into his mouth, and at the same time, he also saw the queen bee beast Xiao Hei flashing on his waist: "Third-order queen bee beast?"

Fang Yan also found that Xiao Hei's sneak attack was successful, the bamboo pole seemed to be injured, and he no longer rubbed it, and reached out and took out a talisman, not the spirit rune used before, but the rune treasure, a rune treasure that can only be used again, a rune treasure worth fifty spirit stones, and extravagant consumables.

Dialect input mana, even if it is the lowest level of rune treasure, it is not something that dialect can easily urge, with the continuous input of mana, the rune treasure in dialect's hand gradually lit up.

"Fu Bao, this kid still has Fu Bao?"

Fang Yan urged the talisman treasure here, scared the tiger skin over there half to death, and hurriedly sacrificed a light red bead to cover him and the bamboo pole on the side.

"Go. Fang Yan pushed his hand and pushed the rune treasure in his hand out, just leaving his hand, Fang Yan hurriedly threw a Qi Gathering Pill into his mouth to replenish the mana in his body, and now there is no mana left in Fang Yan's body, and he didn't expect that so much mana was needed to urge the rune treasure.

It's worth the money, the rune treasure bought by fifty spirit stones, although it takes a lot of mana to urge, but the effect is good enough, it is more powerful than the more than a dozen spirit runes just now, and with a bang, the cave where Fang Yan is located was also blown up, but Fang Yan clearly saw the light red bead in the hand of the tiger skin I don't know what kind of magic weapon it is, and it can protect the two people under the bombardment of the rune treasure, although the last layer of light curtain is still broken, but the two are not dead.

"Boy, look at what other means you have, even let me use the Yuan Bead, and dare to urge the rune treasure if you are a fifth-level Qi refining cultivator, I see what mana you still have to fight again." ”

Sure enough, there was no invincible move, and I didn't expect that the rune treasure equivalent to the blow of the foundation building monk didn't work, but Fang Yan was not nervous, raised his head and said with a slight smile: "Tiger skin, bamboo pole, how much strength do you have left?" ”

It turned out that under the bombardment of the rune treasure, the two tiger skin bamboo poles had already entered the range of the Soul Devouring Array. No wonder the dialect is so unhurried.

In the gray cave, several black smoke could be clearly seen rising from the ground, and it soon became a cage shape, encircling the two tigerskin bamboo poles.

"Soul refining formation, how can you know this formation. ”

Seeing the cage around him, the tiger skin and bamboo pole really became nervous, the soul refining technique is different from ordinary spells, and the attack against the divine soul, if there is no monk who cultivates special exercises, it will not be able to resist for long at all.

Fang Yan also had a tribulation at this time, and he didn't want this soul devouring array to be so consuming his divine thoughts, and soon Fang Yan felt that his soul was very tired, and if he let the two of them come out again, he wouldn't even be able to leave the scum.

Fang Yan gritted his teeth and persevered, and the two people in the formation seemed to have discovered that Fang Yan was wrong, and they all sat on the ground and ran the exercises to resist the attack in the divine soul.

Fang Yan still has a soul bone on his body that can be used, but looking at the situation, if the soul bone is sacrificed again, I am afraid that the two people on the opposite side have not fallen yet, and they will be eaten first.

The dialect couldn't hold on, and as soon as he bit his teeth, he bit the tip of his tongue, and with the flow of a drop of essence blood, the dialect was refreshed, and the two people in the opposite array were still struggling to hold on.

In the seemingly calm cave, there is a more fierce battle than just now, not a spell battle, but a battle from the soul of the gods, and if you fail, your soul will be scattered, and there is no other way.

Fang Yan suddenly remembered that he still had one more thing, and his consciousness was already a little trance at the moment, Fang Yan reached into the Qiankun bag and found a few things, it was it.

Put it in the hand and shake it, jingle the bell, a pleasant sound came out, like a fairy music in general, indescribably good, the two tiger skin bamboo poles in the formation heard the bell, the body relaxed for a while, and then fell to the ground and did not move.

Unexpectedly, at the last moment, the decisive role was the deterrent heart bell that he had always thought was not very powerful, watching the two of them fall, the dialect finally couldn't support it, and threw a pill into his mouth, thinking that after the bee beast gave the guard order, it also fell.

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