The movement of the two in the treetops was clear to the two monks who fell into the grass, the coercion of this Jindan Demon Cultivator just now had already shocked them to the point that they were not possessed, and at this moment, seeing that their attention was attracted by dialects, where was there no reason not to escape. In an instant, the two of them rushed down the hill with a rolling belt, but they couldn't escape farther.

"Joke, this seat doesn't have that leisure, the kid still doesn't understand his current situation, well, this seat will give you a wake-up call. As he spoke, this Jindan Demon Cultivator suddenly shouted, and two black lights shot out from his body violently, flying straight into the woods below him.

Just a moment later, two screams came from the bushes, and it was needless to say that the two monks who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to escape were killed by this man with a slight trick. In the eyes of these Jindan monks, it was easy to kill two Zhuji monks, and this was to give Fang Yan a warning, and if he had something to ask, he could do it at any time.

Without the permission of this seat, these two people dared to flee without permission, and they were also to blame for their deaths. You kid is a smart man, you should know what to do, tell me, how you escaped from there, as long as you are honest, this seat may be able to spare you from dying. This Jindan Demon Cultivator said with a sneer.

"With Jin Dan Xiu as the goal of killing two foundation building monks in an instant, the means of the predecessors are indeed below, but unfortunately I really dare not compliment. In the next sentence, I don't know what the seniors are asking, and how to reply to the seniors. There was a clear sarcasm in the dialect, and at the same time several means were quietly prepared.

"Good boy, sure enough, you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, since your kid refuses to say, then don't blame this seat for being ruthless, and it's too late to ask for mercy later, it's just a little more effort. The man was furious with a gun and a stick, and spoke viciously.

"Hmph, why do you bother to behave, even if you tell you, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave alive. What is the difference between saying and not saying. It's just a Jindan monk, what is there to be afraid of, what ability is there, just use it, don't let me, a foundation building monk, underestimate it!" Fang Yan took a few steps back, and the person shouted loudly, and a fierce battle intent suddenly rose in his eyes.

"Very well, since you are looking for your own death. This seat will be as you wish, and it will drain your soul later. The words just fell. A black light suddenly flew out of this person's body, no different from the previous method of killing those two, and quickly attacked Fang Yan.

This time, the dialect was cut, this black light was a magic weapon black cone, and its power had already exceeded the boundaries of the spirit weapon, and it had reached the attack power of the magic weapon, no wonder the two people just now were killed by it without almost no resistance. Fang Yan didn't dare to slack off, raised his hand and took out the shield used by the Jindan Demon Cultivator who was killed by him in the secret realm, and did not hesitate to throw out a large number of spiritual objects to perform the spirit explosion technique. Barely enough to fully mobilize the shield.

Immediately, Fang Yan released the Soul Separation Bead again, and then urged it with all his strength at all costs, and when he finished doing this skillfully, he didn't want to shoot a few more golden runes. Although it doesn't play a big role in this person, he must first disturb the scene, so that he can have the opportunity to use other means, and perhaps take advantage of his unpreparedness to perform miraculous feats.

This is the first time that the dialect has confronted the Jindan monk. The person he killed in the secret realm was suspected of taking advantage of the danger of others, and besides, that person had run out of oil at that time, and he didn't know how much strength he had left. But this person is unharmed, he is a genuine Jindan monk, and in all fairness, he doesn't want to fight with such a monk at all, and the matter is forced to come to this point.

There was a muffled "boom". Several spells erupted from the golden rune and the rapidly flying black cone collided head-on, but these powerful attacks failed to stop the momentum of this black light, and without even a moment's pause, the black cone hit the shield sacrificed by Fang Yan with a "bang".

I saw the black light on the surface of the shield flicker, followed by a tooth-aching sound, and at this time, Fang Yan clearly felt the trembling of the shield. The aftermath made his body shake slightly. The attack of this Jindan Demon Cultivator made Fang Yan deeply perceive the power in it, and the Jindan Monk in his heyday was actually as powerful as this.

"Hey, it's no wonder that you kid dare to say big things, but you also have some means. This person couldn't help but say softly, he didn't expect that Fang Yan, the foundation building monk, would actually take his black cone attack with just one move, and the other party's counterattack also attacked him, which made this Jindan Demon Cultivator's face couldn't help but be a little solemn.

And at this moment, this person didn't speak again, but spit out a blood-red small sword from his mouth, and the dialect's pupils shrank when he saw this, obviously this is the natal magic weapon of the Jindan monk, and the power is even higher than the ordinary magic weapon, it can be seen that this person has not dared to speak again, and the little red sword will grow in the wind as soon as it leaves his mouth, and it will become several feet long in an instant, aiming at the soul bead flying above his head.

At the same time, two black lights flew out of the man's sleeve again, converging with the black cone that failed to hit the blow, and attacked the dialect again in a fan-shaped arrangement. This black cone is actually a complete set of magic weapons, and the methods of the Jindan monks are really good, far beyond the ability of the foundation building monks.

Although facing such a foundation-building monk as Fang Yan, this person was not arrogant, from his unreserved attack, he regarded Fang Yan as an opponent of the same level, who knew that even so, what happened next still surprised him, that is, the soul bead that Fang Yan urged actually launched an attack first when his natal magic weapon long sword flew rapidly.

"Autonomous attack! What kind of treasure is this?" This demon cultivator caught a glimpse of the several attacks sent out by the Soul Bead at dusk, and his face suddenly became extremely exciting, and he was surprised and a little happy, and his eyes were full of strange eagerness.

Fang Yan only knew that this soul bead had a unique attack method, and it was very easy to use it in ordinary times, but after all, this person was a Jindan monk, and his knowledge was naturally higher than that of Fang Yan, and he was immediately pleasantly surprised by the extraordinaryness of this thing. No matter what, the owner of this treasure is only a foundation monk, how can it be unreasonable to appear in front of him, and it will not be too long before he fights and kills him.

Originally, he only had some doubts about the dialect, but he didn't expect to be able to get such a treasure easily, but this demon cultivator immediately stopped hesitating, turned over and took out another thing, which turned out to be a rusty bronze mirror. At this time, the attention of the dialect was all focused on the three attacking black cones, and it was not easy to deal with a complete set of magic weapons like this.

For a while, Fang Yan looked a little flustered, and the shield in his hand alone was probably not enough, and Fang Yan did not have the confidence to resist the three attacks in a row. These are three real magic weapons, much more powerful than the pseudo-magic weapons in Fang Yan's hands, and his strength is in the variety of attack methods, but there is no good way to defend.

If he met a monk of the same rank, Fang Yan could cope with it with one or two treasures, but now that he encountered such a powerful opponent, he suddenly became a little stretched. However, often at this time, it will arouse the battle intent in Fang Yan's heart, and at this moment he simply turned his heart sideways, holding the shield instead of retreating, and rushed directly towards the other party.

"Boom" A series of explosions, this time the dialect detonated a larger number of spiritual objects, and the golden talisman on his body was also stimulated at the expense of blood, and all the means he relied on weekdays were used, where would there be half a point of retention. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for the recommendation ticket, your support is my biggest motivation. )

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