The sound of "boom" impact and crackling was endless, and the fight between the two Jindan monks became more and more intense, only to see the surrounding aura 'excited' and 'swinging', and the sand, gravel and dust seemed to be swept up by the wind, flying around the two of them for dozens of feet. And they were surrounded by two clouds of black or blue, as if they had been deliberately stirred up and down.

Looking from a high place, two figures can be seen rushing in and out from time to time in the 'chaotic' and 'chaotic' clouds, and there are several magic weapons flashing with spiritual light, and then flying back and forth with the sound of mountains and tsunamis, colliding together to make a huge sound, which is amazing.

The dialect of the demonic cultivator's means had been seen not long ago, in addition to the blood-red sword and a few black cones, there was one more artifact at this time, it was a few dark green 'colored' shields that kept rotating around his body, flashing with a 'gloomy' black light, and bursts of black 'color' demonic qi were constantly swarming out on the surface, enveloping this demon cultivation group.

The one who 'engaged' him was a golden-clothed monk dressed in white, who looked like a silver 'colored' swimming fish from a distance, leisurely walking through the entire mist. However, the sword shadows that burst out from inside from time to time showed that this person's strength was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, and these sword rays fluttering like snow 'flowers' could be felt from a distance.

There was no shield in front of this person, but a half-human-high Ding furnace, which was somewhat similar to the one used for dialect alchemy, but the face was as white as a 'jade' stone, and bursts of blue 'color' mist rose around the body. In the violent impact of the magic weapon, there were occasionally a few small clanging sounds, and Fang Yan guessed that it might have been caused by his defense against the black cone of the demon cultivator, and he didn't know what kind of 'subtle' means he used.

On the scene, it seems that the two sides are evenly matched, and it is not lively for you to come and go, but if you look closely, you can see that the demon cultivator is actually completely at a disadvantage. Although Fang Yan couldn't clearly see the details of the 'fight' between the two, he could detect it with Fang Yan's years of experience in fighting, and the demon cultivator was obviously a little jerky when casting spells, far less relaxed than the other party.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the demon cultivator's fatigue to gradually 'show' his face, and his active attacks became less and less, and all his mana was used to resist the opponent's continuous attacks. Perhaps seeing the predicament of this demon cultivator, he saw that the white-clothed monk suddenly accelerated the pace of his attack, and a large sword 'flower' suddenly appeared between the two, surging towards the opposite side like a 'tide'.

At the same time, accompanied by a long shout from the white-clothed monk, the white 'colored' ding furnace in front of him suddenly rose into the air, and the white light flickered and the ding furnace became several zhang in size, and a thick blue 'colored' water column suddenly rose from the inside, and in an instant, it was divided into several water 'waves', like a demon python, and swept towards the demon cultivator on the opposite side, d1();

This white-clothed monk obviously still has some spare strength in the previous fighting method, and only launched an all-out attack when the opponent's mana is exhausted. After doing this, he was still not enough, and a white flying sword erupted from his mouth, and as soon as it flew out, the light flashed and flew towards the demon cultivator, and the speed was extremely fast.

I don't know how long these two people have been fighting before, but it is only now that the white-clothed monk has revealed his natal magic weapon, and when he makes a move, he has such a momentum, and he has a very 'fine' grasp of the process of fighting, which makes Fang Yan secretly admire.

At this moment, the demon cultivator's expression dialect was far away, and he couldn't really see it, but from his hurried 'chaotic' figure, it had already 'revealed' his inner panic, but it was not easy to get out of this battle at this time. But at this moment, a cloud of blood mist suddenly appeared in the billowing black air, and in the blink of an eye, a dazzling blood line 'shot' out of this blood mist extremely quickly, and the direction was the valley where Fang Yan was hiding.

That demon cultivator is really good, this kind of scene can also be said to leave, I don't know what secret technique is performed. The white-clothed monk in front of him obviously didn't expect him to be so decisive, because he didn't even collect a few magic weapons, and even the blood-red little sword of his natal magic weapon was abandoned by him on the spot, so he turned around and fled without any delay.

It was in this stunned kung fu that this demon cultivator had already escaped dozens of zhang away, and seeing that he was about to burrow into the depths of the valley, the white-clothed monk didn't care about collecting the many treasures in front of him, and immediately flashed his body and followed behind and hurriedly chased after him.

Suddenly, a figure flew down from the cliff in the distance, just blocking the way of this blood rainbow, only to hear a "bang", the figure of this demon cultivator fell into the valley below, and the secret art of saving life was interrupted. How could the white-clothed monk who came to chase and kill let go of such a good opportunity, only to see a flash of white light, followed by a miserable scream.

The person who robbed and killed halfway was the dialect, and he was half an expert in sneak attacks, and in an instant he was able to get the route of the demon cultivator's escape, d2(); Pity this demon cultivator for his ability, but he has suffered heavy blows again and again, and he has left behind him with a magic weapon, and there is no other way to resist in the face of the surprise attack of dialects.

Although this guy has run out of oil, he relied on a protective inner armor that was not broken through by the dialect, but he could not escape the sharp attack of the white-clothed monk's natal magic weapon, and his body was pierced. However, the death of a high-level monk does not mean that the soul is destroyed, if it weren't for the fact that the white-clothed monk was not far from Fang Yan's side, he would have wanted to drive the soul card to strangle his Yuan Shen, so that he would no longer have to worry.

With a "poof", the corpse of the demon cultivator fell to the ground, and suddenly several demon souls flew out from the corpse, and they quickly 'shot' in different directions, and they disappeared in an instant. Fang Yan was extremely surprised for a while, how could this demon cultivator have such a variety of gods, roughly calculated that there were at least seven or eight realms, even if these were all sub-souls that he had cultivated, it was impossible for them to coexist in a 'flesh' body for a long time, otherwise what good would it do to 'get' so many sub-souls.

I'm afraid that only one of them is the primordial god of this guy, and the rest is just forged by him with secret techniques, but at this time, it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, and it is impossible to distinguish between them in a hurry. Moreover, a large number of demon souls flew in different directions at a rapid pace, and it was absolutely impossible to kill them one by one, even if Fang Yan had previously thought that it would be difficult to sacrifice the soul cards in time.

Do you want to let this guy escape from death, the means of demon cultivation are really endless, and there is still a way to escape at this point. Fang Yan was unspeakably depressed in his heart, even if he knew that even if this guy successfully escaped, it would be difficult to pose a threat to himself again in tens or hundreds of years, but he had a lot of secrets that were exposed in front of this person, and how could he feel at ease in the future.

"Hmph, carving insect skills. I only heard the white-clothed monk snort coldly, the sleeve of his right hand danced lightly, and more than ten thunderbolts suddenly appeared in mid-air, rushing like lightning to catch up with those demon souls, and he didn't let go of each one. A moment later, there was a terrible scream, and all the black 'colored' demon souls turned into pieces of light smoke, and this demon cultivator was also destroyed.

"Thunder Resistance!" Fang Yan was startled again. This kind of spell is very rare, and most of them require some kind of treasure to be cast, but this white-clothed monk can 'manipulate' the powerful power of thunder and lightning completely with his bare hands, and it is extremely easy to see that he is casting a spell, as if he is casting an ordinary fireball technique, which is the shock of the dialect.

Among the various exercises, the cultivation of the Lei genus 'sex' exercise is the most difficult, in addition to the scarcity of Lei Linggen monks, the inheritance of the exercises and cultivation resources are also extremely restrictive, only one Lei genus 'sex' d3 (); But there is no doubt about the power of this kind of exercise, the person in front of him is either a deep opportunity, or he is from a certain big force, and Fang Yan feels that the latter may be more 'sexual'.

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