The Xuanluo Beast was just a small episode, after the beasts dispersed, the group returned to the road, still a hat next to the Heavenly Shuttle, and the two rays of light flew towards the depths of the ancient wilderness battlefield.

In the magic weapon of the hat, several Yuanying monks were still surprised by the performance of the dialect just now, and the Sword Star Daoist said to the nephew Taiyu Daoren: "Taiyu, come in with me." ”

Immediately, the uncle and nephew flashed into the deepest space of the magic weapon, and just sat down, the Sword Star Daoist spoke: "Taiyu, you saw that dialect shot, how about it?"

Taiyu Daoren was no longer as confident as before, and after thinking for a while, he raised his head and said: "Uncle Shi is right, several junior disciples are indeed not his opponents, if I go all out, he is not my opponent, but it is difficult to kill him." ”

Regarding the words of his master and nephew, the Sword Star Daoist did not refute or say more, but closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and then said, "Taiyu, have you just found anything special about his exercises?"

Taiyu Daoren only thought that his uncle was comparing himself, and he didn't think much about it, and even said: "Special? The speed at which he condensed the spiritual thunder was extremely fast, not like the speed that a monk in the late Yuan Infant period should have, and the power of the spiritual thunder he condensed was also beyond that of ordinary spiritual thunder, and what Amano's predecessors said was true, this dialect had an extraordinary comprehension of the formation, and I didn't even notice how he moved, so I arranged a trapped formation." ”

The Sword Star Daoist listened to his nephew speak, until the Taiyu Daoist stopped talking, and then slowly asked, "That's all?"

Hearing that Uncle Shi's words seemed to mean something but did he say it explicitly, Taiyu Daoren was slightly stunned, he really didn't know what his senior uncle wanted to ask, and immediately looked at Jian Xing Daoren with a puzzled face: "Uncle Shi?"

The Sword Star Daoist knew that the Taiyu Daoist had indeed not noticed anything anymore, and waved his hand and said: "It's nothing, next time you meet a demon beast, you might as well cooperate with him, it's always good to know a few fellow Daoists in the cultivation realm, okay, you go out, by the way, go and teach a few of your junior disciples outside, it is also not long after breaking through the late Yuan Infant period, and there are more demon beasts killed by others alone than a group of them, this time I know what it means to have a heaven outside the sky." ”

Seeing Taiyu Daoren escape from the space with doubts, a trace of doubt flashed on the face of the Sword Star Daoist: "Just stepping into the late stage of the Yuan Infant is nothing compared to the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant, but what is it that makes me feel kind." ”

The Taiyu Daoren, who had escaped out of the space and came to the front of the junior disciples, was beating a few junior disciples according to the instructions of the senior uncle, but there was calm in the Heavenly Shuttle over there.

Being able to kill hundreds of Xuanluo Beasts alone is very remarkable for a Yuanying Monk, but in the eyes of the Distraction Monk, it is nothing more than that, no matter how powerful the dialect is, it is still the power of the Yuanying Monk, which is not enough to surprise several distracted seniors with his strength, but the dialect is a little more important, in the final analysis, what they need is not the cultivation strength of the dialect, but the comprehension of the formation.

Only after the Heavenly Daoist returned to the Heavenly Shuttle, a divine sense came from the dialect: "Dialect, your Spirit Thunder Bombardment Technique is extraordinary, when will you and I have the opportunity to learn a thing or two?"

It's just that when he said this, he no longer had the original disdain, but a gesture of equality, and he had seen the means of killing the Xuanluo Beast in dialects, and asked the Heavenly Dao people not to mention the matter of the three moves.

Sensing the change in the attitude of the Daoist who asked the heavens, Fang Yan threw a smile at him: "It's good to say, the boxing method of the Daoist friends of the heavens is very refreshing, and Fang also admires it very much, and there is an opportunity to ask the Daoists for advice." ”

After finishing speaking, Fang Yan arched his hand towards the Heavenly Daoist, and then arranged a simple formation outside his body, and his divine sense swept the two spirit pets in the spirit pet bag, and they who devoured a lot of demon beasts and primordial babies are now also refining and cultivating, and looked at the purple spirit who was still refining Luan Luan's blood, and his body shape was really condensed a lot, but it would take a few days to completely refine, fortunately, for the time being, there was no need to use the Ziheng furnace to refine the elixir, as for the Hu Dao people, they didn't have to worry about the dialect, after probing, the dialect sat down cross-legged and began to recover the mana, on the side of the distracted monk, the dialect didn't even use the Sen Ran scroll, and the dialect sitting cross-legged was just the aura in the portal of the Qiankun pot, still didn't use the Nebula Technique, but in his heart he was thinking about the various battlefields of the Ancient Desolation.

Didn't set foot in the ancient wilderness battlefield, just based on rumors, dialect had a guess in his heart, came here, and after some fighting, dialect can finally determine that the ancient wilderness battlefield is the place in the memory of the demon bird that he once searched for souls, here is less than a thousand miles away from the Molian Mountains, there are groups of fifth-order demon beasts and above, dialect also knows why Hu Dao people have been advising themselves not to step in person, if they enter here alone, only this group of Xuanluo beasts, they will flee in a hurry, dialect thinks that his strength is acceptable, but he also knows that in the face of sixth-order demon beasts, even if he can win, it is a miserable victory, if he encounters a few, the biggest possibility is to be killed by the other party。

This is not a place where Yuanying monks can come at all, no wonder people who are as confident as asking the Heavenly Daoist also have to cooperate with the distracted monks, and the great sects of the Heavenly Star Sect also need to have distracted monks to suppress the formation, and many Yuanying monks dare to go deeper.

Many scattered cultivators, when they arrived just now, it was their limit, and it was just the outermost part of the ancient wilderness battlefield, not to mention the depths of the high-level demon beasts in the memory of the demon bird, it was still far from the Falling Thunder Abyss, after all, he was only using the power of the distracted Great Cultivator, and if he wanted to go to the Falling Thunder Abyss in the future, no one would be reliable, and in the end, he would have to rely on himself.

And the dialect is also clear, even if the distracted monk is here, he doesn't dare to be careless here, just look at the speed of the current magic weapon of the Escape Tissot Hat, and the direction of the flight that is adjusted from time to time, the dialect knows that even in the periphery, there are distracted monks who are unwilling to provoke, otherwise with the speed of the distracted monk, you can escape more than ten million miles in a day.

Fang Yan's guess was not wrong, but the next day the group encountered a seventh-order demon beast, the lion roar, which was already equivalent to a demon beast of distraction cultivation, although there was only one, it was enough to make everyone tremble, and a group of Yuanying monks did not dare to approach the range of the battle at all, so they could only watch from a distance as several distracted great monks joined forces to surround and kill this high-level demon beast.

Fang Yan originally thought that he had seen the power of the Great Cultivator of Distraction, but at this moment, he clearly realized that in the face of a character like the Sword Star Daoist, his strength was still an ant, if the other party wanted to find trouble for himself, there was a thunder wing, and only by flying away early could he have a chance to get out, and the earth-shattering power, even if he was hundreds of miles away, he could clearly sense it.

It took two hours for the four Distraction Great Cultivators to return with smiles, obviously hunting that Lion Heavenly Roar, a seventh-order demon beast, even if it was a Distraction Great Cultivator, it was a big gain.

The deeper he went, the more Fang Yan felt the danger of the ancient wilderness battlefield, in just a few days, he couldn't fly millions of miles away, and he had already encountered dozens of demon beast attacks, some appeared in groups, there were also a few combined attacks, and there was a single haunt, not every time a few distraction monks were required to join forces to attack, many times only one or two people made a move, and there were many times when they encountered low-level demon beasts, a few distraction monks didn't care at all, and the bombardment of demon beasts was completely handed over to a group of Yuan Infant juniors.

Although it is far less powerful than those demon beasts in the memory of that demon bird, Fang Yan also sensed that as he continued to go deeper, the demon beasts became more and more difficult to deal with, even if they were the same fifth order, but the demon beasts here always had many domineering and weird talents, and they would burst out with amazing power from time to time, and after dozens of battles, Fang Yan gained a lot of knowledge.

It's just that the Sword Star Dao people obviously arranged something, and the Chang Hui monk who wanted to explore the formation with the dialect before hasn't done anything, but the Taiyu Dao person, who has the highest cultivation among them, has joined forces with the dialect and the Heavenly Dao people several times to hunt the demon beasts, and the dialect that the master of the Heavenly Star Sect has been guarding against for a long time in his heart did not refuse, nor did he show a trace of the breath of the star burial robe, but just urged the Five Elements Spirit Thunder and two spirit pets to kill the demon beasts like the first time.

More than two months of days passed in the flying and hunting demon beasts, and on this day I encountered a group of vultures and beasts, the fifth and sixth orders were mixed in them, and there should have been a few distraction great cultivators to kill the king beasts among them, but this time the Sword Star Daoist did not make a move, but said to the three of the red bald Daoists: "Three Daoists, you go and kill the king beasts, I will take care of them outside, and after coming out for so long, it is time for them to personally kill a few sixth-order demon beasts." ”