After the assassin summoned the dream tapir, the spirit element of the whole body flowed, and he also temporarily suppressed the frost power in his body, and cast a magic spell again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fang Qianyuan sneered, his palm was full of white light, and suddenly turned into a wind blade, attacking and killing that person.

Boom!

But I saw that the wind blade hit the human body, turned into foam, and suddenly dissipated.

"It's actually fake?" Fang Qianyuan was taken aback when he saw this.

"Half-asleep, half-awake!" the man shouted.

On the dream tapir's body, a hazy spiritual light spreads, like a bright candle trying to illuminate more places in the dark night.

A half-dreaming and half-awake trance surged up uncontrollably.

This is a magical spell that pulls a trace of the law of dreams, half-dreaming and half-waking, wandering between dreams and reality, with countless changes.

It can turn an unfavorable outcome into a nightmare when it is attacked.

When you attack the enemy, you can also turn the results that are beneficial to you into reality!

Fang Qianyuan was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that Senior Brother Sun Zhuo seemed to have mentioned this matter to him.

Fang Qianyuan hadn't felt the benefits of having a knowledgeable senior brother before, and it was only now that he finally had a deep understanding.

Thanks to a little understanding and great confidence in his own strength, he is not flustered.

"Dream Dao supernatural powers, if you don't reach the heavenly level, you can't really control the power of the law after all, at best, it's just a matter of borrowing it!"

"I don't believe it, you can really control it at will and use it freely!"

In the hands of the Heavenly Rank Spirit Master, this move may be a powerful supernatural power that is comparable to the cause and effect of rebellion, but it is precisely because of its strength that it is difficult for low-level monks to take advantage of, and an opponent like the one in front of him will never be able to use it well.

There is a saying in this world that there is no strongest spiritual object, only the strongest spiritual master, and it is precisely because of this.

At this time, a white shadow rushed over, it was Xiao Bai, followed by the Gale Wolf and the Storm Bear King.

Seeing this, Fang Qianyuan's heart moved, and he sacrificed Lingyuan, and manipulated the Gale Wolf and the Violent Bear King to attack that person together.

At the same time, he communicated with Xiaobai with his mind, and secretly operated the wind sword and frost sword supernatural power.

"Dreaming!"

Just this time, another misty aura lit up.

The spirits of the Gale Wolf and the Storm Bear King seemed to be hypnotized by a powerful force, and they soon fell into a deep sleep.

The aura quickly spread, continuing to envelop Fang Qianyuan and Xiao Bai.

Although Fang Qianyuan was on guard, because he had never seen such a magical spell, he still felt a wave of sleepiness coming, and the figures in front of him seemed to begin to twist like strange snakes.

It was as if he hadn't slept for days and nights, and his whole body was groggy.

Xiaobai also stopped on the side, his body swaying, and he was also sleepy.

The shadow of a tree beside the street suddenly changed like water, and turned into a murderous assassin wrapped in tight black clothes and holding a sharp blade.

The cold light flashed, and the sharp blade stabbed out!

"Smack!"

A sound of frost condensation came out, and a large chunk of frost condensed when Fang Qianyuan encountered an attack in front of him.

Fang Qianyuan suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the black-clothed assassin, was surprised, and immediately smiled: "Sure enough, there is a trick!"

Although he had not experienced assassination, how could it be so simple for these people to be able to do it as a business?

One Assassin is not safe, and the cooperation of multiple people is king.

However, if there is no means to break through the ice and frost clothes, how can you hurt him in reality?

Fang Qianyuan's Ice Frost Suit was indestructible, and his mind was unwavering, and he would not be easily affected by a spiritual creature like the Dream Tapir, and he was already invincible.

"The idea is too hard, get out of here!" exclaimed the assassin who controlled the dream tapir and hurriedly said to the bladed assassin.

"It's too late!" Fang Qianyuan stretched out his hand and waved, and the Ready Wind Frost Sword that had already been prepared was activated.

Thanks to the fact that he has cultivated this supernatural power to the point of being extremely proficient, and he has Xiaobai's instinctive control methods, so that the power of frost obeys orders and has some characteristics comparable to the control laws of heaven-level masters, rather than just borrowing some of these powers like ordinary human-level masters, and cannot be manipulated as he wants.

When Fang Qianyuan was almost asleep just now, he still maintained this magical power, and he was not interrupted as the assassin wished, and in an instant, a white wave surged.

Call!

The cold wind blew, and the two Assassins froze in place as ice sculptures, completely cut off from life.

The dream tapir they summoned finally shattered and disappeared into colorful bubbles.

At this time, the guards of the inn finally arrived belatedly.

Said to be a guard, in fact, it was just a few miscellaneous low-level spirit masters, and he couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw Fang Qianyuan kill two assassins.

But they seemed to be well-informed, and with just one glance, they could guess what was going on.

"Young Master Fang, are you okay?" They didn't know Fang Qianyuan's origin, but when they saw his registered name and surname Fang, they just called him by the way.

"The young are not enough to worry about. Fang Qianyuan said.

"Let them disturb the guests, it's really not good for the hotel, it's just that the hotel's capacity is limited, and it has always only provided accommodation places, and I hope the guests can understand!" said Fang Qianyuan, a middle-aged man who looked like a steward who came over.

When Fang Qianyuan heard this, he couldn't help but smile.

I wanted to take the opportunity to drag this chamber of commerce into the water, but it also seemed wishful thinking, such a large chamber of commerce has opened an inn for many years, what kind of things have not been seen, guest troubles, or other disputes, there is already a set of rhetoric to deal with.

If you put on the identity of a famous disciple and entangle with them, it is not impossible to get an explanation, but at best, it is just a small amount of spiritual jade, maybe for ordinary disciples, it is a set of low-grade spiritual objects, or even the harvest of medium-grade spiritual objects, but with Fang Qianyuan's strength, it is no longer used to load these small things.

Therefore, when he heard it, he just smiled coldly and did not say anything more.

"Since you don't admit it, I don't bother to pursue it, help me deal with this place. ”

"No problem. When the steward saw this, he immediately said.

The result is naturally nothing, such a person will not carry much possessions with him, and there will be nothing that clearly marks his identity.

"It's really neat!" Fang Qianyuan was secretly annoyed in his heart, but he also understood that relying on his own strength alone was not enough to track it down.

It seems that if you want to get back to this field, you can only wait until you return to the sect, or you can achieve the level by yourself, and you can only do it with a lot of time, energy, and forces under your command.

He thought about it for a moment, simply went back to sleep, and after recuperating his spirits, he checked out and left the next morning.

......

"The temptation failed, and the target strength needs to be re-estimated......"

Just as Fang Qianyuan left Luoshui Town, several figures quietly appeared in a remote house in the town.

They each stood in the corner of the empty room, silently watching a cluster of flames suspended in the air.

In the midst of the flames, a slightly hoarse old voice came out.

"Then pause the action for now! The Demon Alliance has already appeared. ”

As the words fell, the flames twisted and condensed back into a pig-like dream tapir.

"Number Six, from now on, this spiritual object will be held by you. The old man's voice came from the mouth of the dream tapir.

"Yes!" (To be continued.) )