At this time, where did the dialect dare to emerge from the water, and he was running for his life in this muddy and cold water, thinking about whether to simply hide in the blue orb. At this moment, there was a muffled sound in the direction of the island behind him, and then there was a clear vibration around him, and even the dialect in the sea could be felt.

Needless to say, this came from the island, and the fighting between the Jindan Immortal people was so fierce that the movement caused would be affected so far. Fortunately, there was no movement after that, and no pursuers came from behind, thanks to the fact that Fang Yan saw the opportunity quickly, and immediately turned back and fled into the sea when something was wrong, and he escaped.

And what Fang Yan didn't know was that he really escaped a life and death catastrophe, and on the island just now, the desperate Jindan Immortal Clansman was finally forced to blow up the Jindan, ending the siege in such a fierce way, and would rather die than be driven by others.

But in this way, the surrounding immortal people in the foundation building period fell into great luck, and the power of Jindan's self-explosion was so fierce that they were all subjected to a huge impact within a radius of a hundred zhang, and the immortal people who were a little closer died on the spot, and their bodies turned into countless pieces. Those who were farther away were not lightly injured, and even the two Jin Dan who surrounded him were not spared, and they were seriously injured before they could dodge.

A well-calculated ambush ended like this, the owner of the island was almost angry and vomited blood, and he lost his troops and lost his troops without any benefit, and he was seriously injured. In this case, who would remember if there was a fish that slipped through the net, and the dialect could have escaped calmly, but where did he know this, and only after some sneaking did he cautiously surface.

It's just that Fang Yan's current situation is also very uncomfortable, and he finally took a group of people to come here, but he didn't expect that there was no trace of the entrance to the space, and he became a lonely person again, becoming a lonely person in this sea area. In such a dangerous place, a slightly weaker team will be remembered from time to time, not to mention him, a lone traveler in the foundation building period.

Besides, he didn't have a clue about the entrance to that space now, and he didn't know which direction to look for, so it was obviously not possible to wander alone, and Fang Yan had no idea for a while. Even the Blue Orb didn't dare to hide in it for a long time. I don't know how many Jindan Immortal Clansmen come and go here, maybe someone will sense it, unless he is really hiding at the bottom of the sea.

Thinking of this, the dialect is also very troublesome, and what to do next has to be carefully planned, but it really can't be done so I can only go back the way I came and try to join a team again. But he immediately rejected the idea, and it was not easy to enter and exit this sea. Reflexively outwards are more dangerous, and they are likely to collide head-on with the team that came here. It's better to go deeper.

But that kind of place is not a good place, and there are countless islands and reefs that will be passed along the way, which are occupied by some people, and the dialect has really been taught in the past few days. Thinking of this, Fang Yan suddenly felt that there was something very strange, that is, these immortal people occupying the island did not seem to take the initiative to attack, as long as they did not get too close to their territory, they could pass through safely.

I remembered that I followed that group of people not long ago, and I passed through a lot of places along the way, if it weren't for these people to go to investigate. Or they want to seize other people's islands, and they don't see anyone attacking them. It's rare to see people passing by along the way, and the immortal people here seem to be staying on the island honestly, which is indeed a bit puzzling.

Didn't they come to arrest the Terran monks, just hiding on the island and waiting for the Terrans to take the bait? Surely this was not the case, and there may have been reasons unknown to him, but it was exactly what he thought. It is better to go to the depths of the sea alone, as long as you avoid these islands occupied by the immortals.

In the days that followed, Fang Yan cautiously wandered between the dotted islands, and as he had thought, there was no human figure in the vast expanse of sea between them. As long as he is far away from these small islands, he can safely navigate between them. And those immortal people stationed on the island seemed to be waiting for something, and the time was not yet ripe at this moment.

When he arrived here, the water mist became thicker and thicker, and Fang Yan simply took out the water beads, and after slightly urging them, it was more spiritual power saving than holding up the aura shield. After searching aimlessly all the way, Fang Yan seemed to have returned to the time when he first entered this secret place. Walking alone every day is boring, but here it is much more dangerous.

On this day, Fang Yan's spiritual consciousness suddenly moved, and his divine consciousness sensed that he seemed to be being spied on, although the time was extremely short, but Fang Yan's divine sense was so keen. When he stopped and looked around intently, his divine consciousness did not find anything, as if it was just his illusion just now, but Fang Yan did not believe it, and he was extremely confident in his divine sense.

After that, the dialect began to pay attention, and the feeling became vague again, and sometimes when he relaxed a little, his consciousness would suddenly be touched again. This kind of feeling of being watched but unable to figure out what to do made Fang Yan feel extremely uncomfortable, and if he didn't figure out this matter, how could he continue with peace of mind.

However, he tried all kinds of ways to lure out the peeping man hiding in the shadows, but it never worked, and on several occasions the dialect deliberately stopped in one place for a long time, but still could not find the slightest clue. This made him anxious, and based on his years of experience, this kind of strange opponent was the most difficult to deal with.

Who the hell is this, several times he suspected that it was a demon beast from the sea, but all the way down, there was no trace of the sea beast around. Could it be that he was being targeted by a high-level monk? This thought suddenly made Fang Yan's heart palpitate, and he could not be immediately discovered by his own divine sense, which showed that this person's divine sense might surpass his own, who else could he be if he was not a high-level monk.

It's just that this person has not made a move for a long time, and has always followed in the shadows, if it is indeed as he thinks, it seems that there is no need for such trouble, when has he ever seen a high-level monk pay so much patience, just to sneak attack a low-level monk. The dialect was puzzled, but he couldn't catch this person through his divine sense, and his heart became more and more restless.

"I don't believe you won't come out, see how long you can hide. At the end of the day, Fang Yan was troubled by this incident, and his heart could not help but be on fire, and when he saw an island nearby, an idea immediately germinated. Then Fang Yan flew straight there, flipped his hand and took out a large stack of talismans, looking at the posture and preparing to attack the formation on this island.

This kind of approach seems to be similar to that of the immortal who probed the truth with him, except that the dialect technique is more ingenious, not directly stimulating the attack formation, but taking the form of an attack formation, so that he doesn't have to worry about being suddenly trapped by the large array on the island. The man who had been secretly following him was expected to be not far away, and when he attacked, he would jump into the sea to see what he could do.

Before he could do anything, he suddenly felt something strange above his head, and countless things as thin as cow's hair poured down, just like the ice needles he urged, and they were even more dense and numerous than this. Fang Yan casually stimulated the talisman and hit it on the top of his head, and then his figure fell sharply, and the Xuanwu shield immediately appeared above his head.

There was an explosion of "boom", and dozens of talismans were triggered at the same time. It's just that these are all the earlier stocks of the dialect, and they didn't have time to use the talisman attack method, which seems to be quite powerful, but in fact, the power is very limited. However, it still resisted most of the small things that flew down, but some of them still hit the Xuanwu shield of the dialect, making a "fluttering" sound.

At this time, Fang Yan saw clearly that the shape of these things was really a bit like cow hair, but the color was slightly pale blue, and he didn't know what it was, and he could resist it. He had never been in the habit of being beaten passively, and immediately set about to return the color, and a cyan long sword suddenly appeared, and was about to attack the top of his head.

Suddenly, he sensed that the man was rapidly retreating, not looking to stay away from the island and the formation, but like an assassin, he immediately fled without a single blow, and did not engage his opponent head-on. But where was Fang Yan willing to let him go, and he hurriedly chased after him with a faint spiritual breath, and at this time, a few people suddenly appeared on the island, thinking that the battle between the two just now had alarmed them.

Fang Yan chased after him without looking back, and actually flew higher and higher into the clouds, which made Fang Yan puzzled. You must know that although monks can fly not a short distance, the higher the altitude they can fly, the greater the spiritual power consumed.

What does this person mean by doing this, is it to fight with himself, Fang Yan has already made up his mind to hunt and kill to the end, otherwise this person will hide in the dark and suddenly use a cold hand, which is unguardable. The few people who chased after him quickly returned, and for some unknown reason, but they didn't want to follow closely, which made Fang Yan more worry-free.

In this way, he can concentrate on chasing this person, and it is easy to have this opportunity, and he will not want to escape from his front again. The short fight just now, as well as the figure of this person who escaped, is obviously different from his own cultivation, and he is also a foundation building monk, but he has some means, and everything will be clarified after catching up.

It was still that kind of looming feeling, how could this person's escape technique be so peculiar, Fang Yan was secretly surprised, if it weren't for his very sensitivity to spiritual breath, it would really be possible to chase it away after a long time. No matter what, this fight must be put on, and Fang Yan even released the flying sword, put away the floating island, and the escape technique suddenly sped up a lot.

"Hmph, don't think that I'm afraid that you won't succeed, so I dare to chase after you. Since you have to die, I will do it here as you wish, and see what you kid is capable of going deep into such a place alone. In front of him was a slender immortal man, with a white face and no beard, and his white clothes were spotless, but he looked like a master.

"Those who hide their heads and show their tails dare to speak out here, don't you know that there is still the word shame in this world. Now that I'm chasing you and cornered, but I have found such an excuse, I want to see if you have any other skills besides lip service. Fang Yan was really angry with him all the way, and naturally he didn't have a good face, and just a few words made this person's face red.

"Very good, those who dare to be a lone traveler are not afraid of death, and those like you who are looking for death are an exception, and now it's too late to regret it. As he spoke, two short silver spears of a foot-length appeared in the man's hands, but the surface did not show any lustre. After the two silver spears were urged by him, they suddenly seemed to come to life, and they flew out of his hands automatically, flying head-on towards the dialect. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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