"Good. Hearing Hu Daoren's words, Fang Yan didn't have the slightest nonsense, just responded, and in an instant, Fang Yan's divine consciousness mana reached the core of the Star Burial Robe, temporarily controlling this magic weapon, and soon, a trace of thunder light appeared on Fang Yan's body, pouring into the Star Burial Robe, and swept towards the blood-colored aura that invaded it.

If the Hu Dao people did not use all their strength to resist the blood-colored long chain, when the star burial robe was damaged, the dialect would also be buried in it, and the dialect that had put all its spirit on the star burial robe was hard to say.

"Evil thunder light?" Hu Daoren still saw the evil thunder light on Fang Yan's body for the first time, and couldn't help exclaiming, but there was a burst of surprise in his tone, but the blood-colored aura was strong, but the evil thunder light was its nemesis, but after a while, Hu Daoren's expression was a little disappointed, and the evil thunder light revealed by the dialect was too weak for the blood-colored aura in the star burial robe.

"Hu Dao man, don't be distracted, just blast the long blood-colored chain away and leave here, you can get rid of all these blood-colored breaths. ”

Sensing that the pressure around him was still increasing, Fang Yan immediately noticed that Hu Daoren was focusing on himself, and did not use all his strength to resist the long chain of blood, and immediately reminded.

"Oh, yes, yes. "Hu Dao people also found out that they were wrong, as the dialect said, the reason why the dialect's evil thunder light can not deal with these blood-colored breath, more is because this blood-colored breath has the outside of the blood-colored long chain constantly instilled in, as long as it is blasted open, into the channel, these blood-colored breath will become rootless wood and sourceless water, even if the evil thunder light is weaker, the quality is not bad, and they will be completely eliminated after all, no wonder the evil spirit thunder light urged by the dialect is only aimed at a few key points, and the rest of the body is not ignored at all, but this decision has already been made。

No longer distracted to pay attention to those blood-colored aura of the Hu Dao people, they have stimulated all their potential, and urged the defense of the star burial robe to the extreme, the high-grade spirit weapon, even if it is only two percent of the power, is not comparable to the medium-grade spirit weapon, after a while, the Hu Dao people will resist the momentum of the squeeze, and at the same time, the star burial robe has begun to counterattack, and the power of the Dao star began to attack and kill towards the blood-colored long chain outside.

Half an hour later, I only felt a bang, the pressure around me decreased, and the Hu Dao people who shot with all their strength finally blasted the blood-colored long chain out, but the dialect was still holding on to the blood-colored aura that had invaded the Star Burial robe.

The Hu Dao people who blasted the long blood chain flew immediately returned their attention to Fang Yan, this is a matter related to the life of the family, Hu Dao people have the intention to take back the core of the star burial robe, but they know that with their own ability, clearing these blood-colored breaths is not comparable to the evil thunder in Fang Yan's hands.

Fang Yan sensed the movement outside, but without saying a word, he withdrew his divine sense from the core, and now although the blood-colored aura in the star burial robe has not been completely destroyed, it has been divided by Fang Yan with several evil thunder lights, as long as he finds a quiet place, it will not take long to completely expel them, in fact, Fang Yan did not use all his ability, and did not reveal the breath of the origin of thunder.

Hu Daoren has seen the power of the origin of the thunder of the dialect, when he was on that unknown planet, when he resisted the distraction tribulation with the Hu Dao people, the dialect had already revealed the breath of the origin of the thunder, but the Hu Daoren only thought that the dialect had a magic weapon containing the origin of thunder, but they did not know that the origin of the thunder of the dialect was integrated into the primordial infant.

In fact, for Hu Daoren, after handing over his safety to each other just now, Fang Yan already trusted him very much, which is to let him know that his thunder origin is not only in a magic weapon, but there are also many distracted monks around, and Fang Yan cannot guarantee that if he urges himself, the surrounding distraction monks will not be aware of fluctuations.

This kind of thing that is remembered by people is still rarely revealed, but Fang Yan does not know that he and the nonsense people have been targeted.

For the action of the dialect, Hu Daoren was inevitably a little ashamed under the joy, but he didn't say much, and after regaining control of the Star Burial Robe, he immediately urged his body to flash towards the shadow portal.

At this moment, several rays of light suddenly flashed in the shadow passage, and several figures stepped out of the passage, and an extraordinary monk appeared in front of everyone's eyes with several companions, and Fang Yan found that several of those monks were Yuanying cultivators.

Several blood-colored long chains instantly wrapped these people, and several monks in the infancy looked nervous, but they saw that the monk with extraordinary momentum appeared in front of him, and in a short time, he blasted away a few blood-colored long chains, although it was not as easy as the heirs of the War Emperor, but it was also more than many distracted monks around.

When Hu Daoren saw these people, he whispered to Fang Yan: "Fang Daoyou, these people are the monks who came to the cultivation realm from the Xuanlan Domain to prepare to survive the distraction tribulation. Let's go, it's time for us to go in. ”

When he spoke, Hu Daoren's aura was obviously a little disordered, but it was because the star burial robe was hit again.

When the blood-colored vortex subsided, not only did the monks return to the Xuanlan Realm from the Xiuzhen Realm, but there were also many monks who stepped into the Xuanlan Realm from the Xuanlan Realm, and that imposing monk must have been the best among the monks who stepped into the Xiuzhen Realm this time, such a character would actually go to the Xiuzhen Realm to survive the Thunder Tribulation? The distraction tribulation in the Xuanlan Domain was really so sad?

The dialect that he guessed in his heart escaped into the shadows in the starlight wrapping of the star burial robe, and a little light appeared in front of him, and the dialect leaned out and looked behind, a dark shadow became farther and farther away, one bright and one dark, but the contrast was obvious.

After a while, Fang Yan sensed that something was wrong, this dark passage was very quiet, as if there were only two people like himself and Hu Daoren, even the monks who stepped into it a few breaths ahead of themselves were nowhere to be seen, and with the speed of the star burial robe at the moment, of course they would not have passed through the passage to the Xuanlan domain, and they also couldn't see the monks flying from the Xuanlan domain to this side, at this moment, Fang Yan found that this seemingly calm and harmless passage was not a simple thing, there was actually overlapping time and space in it, and he couldn't sense it at all。

"Daoyou Fang, we will definitely be able to return to the Xuanlan Domain before the passage is closed, seize the time to recover our strength, and after we go out, we still need Daoyou to help me again, eh, I don't know how much effort it will take to restore the Star Burial Robe to its original state." ”

After entering the passage, the Hu Dao people were obviously much more relaxed, but when they thought of the Star Burial Robe, the severely damaged ontological magic weapon now, it was a little heavy.

"Yes, if it weren't for the help of Daoist friends, Fang Mou would never have been able to pass through that blood-colored whirlpool, Daoist friends don't have to worry too much, they have returned to the Xuanlan Domain, with the power of the sect, Daoist friends will soon recover as before, with all these years of training, it may not be possible to go further. The dialect said.

If he hadn't met Hu Dao people at the beginning, Fang Yan had planned to use his own strength, thinking that he was comparable to the strength of the late Yuan Infant, and he should be able to break through, but now after passing, thinking about it, Fang Yan felt that he was really a little arrogant at the beginning, although there were not many fights along the way, but it was all the credit of Hu Dao people, it was he who avoided those dangerous places from afar, if he was alone, he didn't know how many dangers he would encounter, even if he was lucky enough to find the blood maelstrom, it seemed that it would be difficult to pass through with his own strength, and those Yuanying Great Perfection monks who entered it from the Xuanlan domain had to dare to enter under the protection of the distracted monks, thinking of these, the words of gratitude in tongues are from the heart.

After finishing speaking, Fang Yan recovered his spirit, along the way, no less than a hundred drops of ancient spring spiritual liquid were consumed, and the mana was not lacking, but he was nervous all the way, and later encountered a secret move from the heir of the Bone Emperor, and he held on to the blood-colored breath for a long time, Fang Yan's divine consciousness and spirit were really a little tired, and now there is finally no danger, but it is necessary to recover well, after entering the domain of Xuanlan, I don't know what kind of danger I will encounter.

The length of this passage far exceeded Fang Yan's imagination, and the Star Burial Robe flew away for a long time, and it had not yet reached the end, only the light was still there, already flickering in front of it.

As time passed, Fang Yan noticed the slightest fluctuation in the originally quiet passage, and small spatial cracks flashed from time to time, but the Star Burial Robe was a high-grade spiritual weapon, so there was no need to worry about these tiny spatial cracks.

Although the fluctuation of the spatial rift is small, it is constantly increasing, and the dialect knows what the Hu Dao people said before, why the time for the blood vortex to subside is so important, it turns out that it takes so long in this passage, if the time is insufficient, when the spatial rift in this passage is rampant, it has not yet flown out, under the chaos of time and space, no one can guarantee where it will be sent, the greatest possibility should be under the chaotic power of time and space to be stirred into pieces of debris, or a piece of nothingness.

"Fang Daoyou, it's coming soon, if you see someone who wants to talk to you after you go out, you will show a little bit of the power of the stars. ”

After another half a day, the space-time rift fluctuated stronger, and even began to affect the Star Burial Robe, when Fang Yan suddenly heard the voice of the nonsense man.

Before Fang Yan understood what Hu Dao said, he noticed that the light that was originally only the size of a fist began to grow a lot, and the Star Burial Robe accelerated, and Fang Yan only noticed that the Star Burial Robe was stunned, and then passed through a barrier, and then looked out through the Star Burial Robe, and it was no longer in the passage.