As soon as he sensed the magic weapon power flashing out of Fang Yan's body, before he could detect it clearly, he saw that the Sword Star Dao person was nowhere to be seen, Long Xian Dao Man understood what was happening, and he also guessed that the situation of the Sword Star Dao Man was not ordinary, and his face also showed a look of surprise.

Originally, Long Xian Daoist came here for dialects, and there was nothing else, he had just met that unfathomable monk, and he had the heart to go back to the sect together, but he remembered that he had mentioned to the Sword Star Daoist when he came out before, and he had something else to do when he entered the Falling Thunder Abyss, if he wanted to change it rashly, it was difficult to say that it would not cause the Sword Star Daoist or other thoughts of dialects, if there was no dialect matter, maybe Long Xian would not care too much, but now Long Xian had concerns.

In an instant, his thoughts turned, and Long Xiandao said: "Senior Brother Fangyan, originally I wanted to come here to refine the magic weapon, but I happened to meet Senior Uncle Jianxing, so I came together, and now the junior brother has broken through and is about to go back to retreat, Senior Brother, I won't bother, just put me down here." ”

"Senior brother is serious, but if senior brother wants to collect the origin of thunder to refine the magic weapon, junior brother, I can provide some reference. As he spoke, Fang Yan waved his hand and threw a jade slip to Long Xiandao.

Taking the jade slip, Long Xiandao swept it slightly, and found that it was a map in the Falling Thunder Abyss, marking many areas where the origin of thunder is easy to appear, and he was once again shocked by the strength of the dialect in his heart, and immediately arched his hand and said, "Thank you, junior brother." ”

"No thanks, but senior brother should hide for a while, it's hard to say when the murderer just now will come out. Seeing Long Xian put away the jade slip, Fang Yan reminded him again.

"Yes. Long Xian Daoist once again arched his hand towards the dialect and said, after this incident, Long Xian showed equality and even respect for dialects everywhere.

Fang Yan also arched his hand, his divine sense moved slightly, and released the Long Xiandao person out of the Thunder Escape Wings, and then with a flash, he galloped away in the direction of the outer Thunder Abyss again.

Seeing the disappearance of Fang Yan's figure, Long Xiandao looked at the jade slip in his hand again, and after a little discerning the direction, he urged his body to fly away in one direction, and he naturally didn't want to provoke the invincible monk.

After a while, Long Xiandao people flew away to a thunder-dense area, looking at the dense thunder light around them, Long Xiandao people knew that the guidance of the dialect was not wrong, and it should indeed be easier for the origin of thunder to appear here, but Long Xiandao had never heard of this kind of jade slip map, even if someone got it, he would never give it to others as casually as the dialect, could it be that the local dialects in this jade slip had actually been there? This jade slip was the place where he had received the origin of thunder?

Fang Yan had only survived the catastrophe and stepped into distraction not long ago, but Long Xian was relieved when he thought about Fang Yan's deeds all along, and he was able to enter the depths of the Blood Demon Array with Yuan Ying cultivation, and he even killed groups of seventh-order demon beasts with his bare hands, compared to the places marked in the jade slips, it had not yet reached the point where there were groups of seventh-order demon beasts.

Thinking about it casually in his heart, Long Xiandao people are also investigating around, since he is here, it is not bad to collect one or two thunder origins and refine his magic weapon.

It's just that after a few days in a row, Long Xiandao's face showed a puzzled look, and in a few days, Long Xiandaoren had already wandered around several places in the jade slips left by the dialect, only looking at the thunder light, the probability of the origin of thunder appearing in these places should be very high, but after a few days, Long Xiandao people did not find even a single origin of thunder.

After two more days, Long Xiandao had to admit that he had no chance to get the origin of thunder, but fortunately, he didn't come for this originally, so he simply gave up this idea, and randomly collected some thunder power and flew out towards the periphery of the thunder abyss.

It wasn't until he met two monks who were also distracted wandering in the Falling Thunder Abyss on the way, and after Long Xiandao inquired, he found that he was not the only one who was puzzled in the Falling Thunder Abyss, and there were many monks and even the indigenous demon beasts of the Falling Thunder Abyss who had recently been puzzled.

Who would have such a means, Long Xiandao didn't know, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it, it must be the same existence as the ancestor of the sect, that is, a distracted monk like him, and the ancestor of the sect is also very different, and even in tens of thousands of years, there are only a handful of times to meet, without thinking about it, he gave up completely, and galloped away in the direction of the periphery of the falling thunder abyss.

The flying Long Xiandao naturally wouldn't notice that at the moment when he just stepped out of the thunder abyss, dozens of sword lights flashed everywhere in the thunder abyss, and he didn't know that some time ago, among the thunder and thunder in the sky, there were these dozens of sword rays flickering in the thunder light, if Long Xiandao followed these sword lights at the moment, he would find that all the sword lights were in a semicircle, all heading towards a point, but that direction was the direction when he came out.

All the sword light galloped all the way towards the depths of the Falling Thunder Abyss, and finally they disappeared without a trace in the depths of the Falling Thunder Abyss, and the surrounding thunder light fluctuations were vaguely still the breath of the master's battle, and if you carefully distinguish it, you can see that this is the place where the Sword Star Dao people did not hesitate to explode a sword eyebrow and bombard that person before.

The former genius disciple of the Qiushui Sect, the Qiu Yi Daoist, and now the Daoist of the Snatching She, did not fly away as the Sword Star Daoist said, he flew away at that time, he arranged a formation in the same place, and was sitting quietly in it at the moment, above the shadow of the big ding in front of him, several sword lights were flashing, and more sword lights were shooting out from time to time outside.

All the sword light stopped above the phantom of the Great Ding, and wisps of the origin of thunder scattered out from the sword light, and disappeared into the Great Ding, as more and more of the origin of thunder entered it, the figure of the Great Ding gradually became clear.

If Fang Yan knew that there would be so many Thunder Origins here, he might venture back to fight and kill, so many Thunder Origins were enough to take his lightning control methods to the next few levels, and it was not impossible to directly control the Distraction Tribulation.

The Yongdao people who were sitting cross-legged looked pale, watching the origin of the thunder merge into the virtual shadow of the Great Ding, and there was no flash of joy, but he snorted coldly from time to time: "A few ants actually let me lose the power of the two origins, Tianxing Sect, hum." ”

Fang Yan Long Xian's cultivation was one order worse and he didn't say it, and called the Sword Star Dao Man, a distracted mid-stage monk, an ant, but the Yong Dao Man had a natural look on his face, I don't know if he was arrogant or crazy,

After a while, there was no sword light above the Dading Phantom, and all the thunder origins were integrated into the Dading Phantom, and as soon as the Yongdao people's divine sense moved, the Dading Phantom disappeared into his body and disappeared.

The Yongdao people who stood up were about to escape and leave, but they remembered something, and made a few tricks with both hands, and a light curtain appeared in front of them, and several phantoms flashed out, but they were the scene when the three Heavenly Star Sect distraction cultivators of Fang Yan, Sword Star Daoist, and Dragon Manifestation Daoist had fled before, but this method was similar to the floating light glimpse technique that Fang Yan had heard on the Great Soul Star back then.

Looking at the three phantoms in the light and shadow in front of him, Yongdaoren's face showed a little murderous intent, and after a while, I saw Yongdaoren stretch out his finger and swiped it casually, like a sharp blade, cutting the light curtain open, and several of the figures instantly turned into a little light and disappeared: "The next time we meet, it will be your death, and when Luofuding recovers to perfection, even if you don't come forward, you will not escape death." ”

If it weren't for the dialect tribulation, how could the Yongdao people lose so much Thunder Origin, if it weren't for the fight with the Sword Star Dao people because of this, they would not have lost two origins, the origin is more important than anything else for the Yongdao people, and it is no wonder that he would be so resentful, and even more so as to be above the middle stage of distraction, and finally do such a child's cruel thing.

Immediately, a wave flashed, and without even the light appeared, the figure of the Yongdao person disappeared, and it seemed that it was no worse than the Lei Dun Exercise, but whether this was the case or not was unknown at the moment.

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