Feeling that it was not far from Qingluan's hiding place, Fang Yan's hands shook slightly, several treasures quietly fell into his sleeves, and his lips moved slightly to convey his thoughts to her. Sensing the spiritual power whirlwind rushing behind him, Fang Yan's face couldn't help but sharpen, and after receiving Qingluan's reply, his body turned sharply, and then became erratic again.

Suddenly, I saw them flying out of thin air, hovering like birds in the fog, their bodies strangely crossed an irregular arc, and their speed increased sharply. The fog was already obscuring people's eyes, not to mention that Fang Yan's hand came very abruptly, looking from behind him, it seemed that the whole person had disappeared in the twilight, and only by carefully observing the aura fluctuations in the dense fog in front of him made people suddenly.

Such a strange figure is difficult for even the Jindan monks to do, and this is also thanks to the increasingly powerful alchemy of the dialect, which is like flowing water. In fact, the dialect is so laborious, it is just a trick, trying to attract the attention of the person behind him, but the initiator of the sneak attack is Qingluan who is hidden in the shadows, and his attack will follow.

"Boy, you can't run, even if you make such a mysterious way in front of this seat, it's useless, don't you kid think it's boring to do this? And those demon insects I'm afraid you also got them, as long as you kid honestly answer a few questions from this seat, the matter of demon insects can not be pursued by this seat, maybe it will give you a chance to give your kid." ”

A voice suddenly came out of the fog behind him, the tone seemed to be gentle but unquestionable, obviously the tone used by those who had been in the position for a long time, and there was a hint of confusion in it, which made people unconsciously want to listen. Fang Yan was almost confused by him, and when he heard the words, his body paused slightly in midair, but then he came to his senses again, and hurriedly restrained his mind and did not dare to relax in the slightest.

It is also this person's voice dialect that is familiar to him, and he immediately became vigilant, coupled with his long-term refining of the spirit and stability, otherwise as long as there is a flaw in his mind, it is likely to give the other party a chance to take advantage of. At this point, the dialect of the person who came has already been known, and it is not the Jindan Demon Cultivator who is sitting in that stronghold, although he has not seen his true face from beginning to end, but he can know it as soon as he opens his mouth.

For this reason, Fang Yan did not answer, perhaps this person still had the idea of inducing Fang Yan to reply in order to capture his location, since he was already planning to sneak attack secretly, how could he give him such an opportunity. However, since this person asked, it was impossible without a response, but the two of them chose different ways, and they planned to give this guy an answer with the spirit weapon in their hands.

Fang Yan's dazzling body shape transformation really attracted the attention of this Jindan Demon Cultivator, and just as this person swept past a seemingly ordinary craggy rock, a trace of imperceptible aura fluctuations suddenly appeared. A white light struck in the air, and another red light followed, followed by a thick bloody aura, which seemed to be a demon gate's means.

Moreover, this sudden sneak attack was also controlled just right, and when this demon cultivation body was just behind the defenseless, it was indeed a bit hot to be able to choose such an opportunity to make a move. The dialect is only a few feet away from this, and the divine sense has always been paying attention to Qingluan's actions behind her, and when she suddenly uses her spicy hand, she can't help but nod secretly, which is very much her own true inheritance.

Maybe in the eyes of others, this sneak attack method is a little weird, but Fang Yan is very familiar with it, and he also knows that this is Qingluan's own strongest hand. The white light came from her magic scepter, which not only attacked extremely fast, but also had a certain effect of disturbing the divine soul, which was a great threat to monks of the same level, but I don't know how much effect it could have on this demon cultivator.

That bloody red light is even more significant, it is the magic power of the famous magic weapon of the Great Sect of the Great Sect of the Demon Sect of Naxizhou to destroy the black lotus, which belongs to the blood attribute attack method, and it is also used for other purposes. At the beginning, after Fang Yan killed the disciples of this sect, he handed over this part of the income to Qingluan, and over the years, this treasure and the corresponding exercises have been refined and matured by her, and now they have at least reached the realm of Xiaocheng.

It's a pity that this demon cultivator in the rush is very sensitive, and he has been aware of it just when the sneak attack is launched, and in the fog, he saw that black clouds suddenly filled his body, and a black armor appeared on his body at some point. In this short moment, this person not only finished his defense, but also counterattacked with a sharp blue light, and went straight to the place where Qingluan launched a sneak attack.

After all, this guy has a golden pill cultivation, which monk who can cultivate to this realm is not tempered for a long time, and his own divine sense is much stronger than that of the Zhuji monk, but the almost insoluble attack on the monk of the same level was resolved by him in an instant. Even so, it bought Dialect precious time, enough for him to complete his body transformation and launch an attack.

While this person was distracted, the methods he had quietly prepared were all stimulated by the dialect and attacked the demon cultivator who was already in front of him. In an instant, a few spiritual weapons flew around, mixed with talismans all over the sky, but it was also quite imposing, and then there was the treasure silver piccolo hidden in the shadows for Yin people, even if the other party was afraid of Jindan cultivation, it was not easy to deal with.

What is commendable is that these seemingly random attacks are not arbitrary, but have some indescribable relationship with each other, and seem to have a trace of formation. The way of attacking dialects has quietly changed recently, and various methods have been integrated and superimposed, including both the mention from Su Yanqing and the self-realization of dialects, making his attack methods more varied.

When facing the Red Cloud Sect Master before, this attack method had been preliminarily confirmed, and the effect was quite satisfactory to Fang Yan, so it was natural to use it again. It's just that Fang Yan vaguely felt that the strength of this demon cultivator in front of him was extraordinary, and he was definitely far above the Red Cloud Sect Master, just looking at the way he dealt with Qingluan's sneak attack just now, it could be seen.

However, Fang Yan didn't expect a single attack to be effective, the main purpose was to disrupt its rhythm, or at least to make the aura here chaotic, so that the two of them would no longer be bitten by him like this. If you can use this to hit it hard, of course, it is better, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope for turning defeat into victory, and the experience of killing Brother Jindan several times in a row has made Fang Yan's optimism tend to be blind.

"The thief is looking for death, and he dares to make a move on this seat, give me death!" The matter has come to this point, and it is clear what the two of them are thinking, which suddenly makes this Jindan Demon Cultivator angry like thunder. At this moment, under the attack of the two of them, it really made this person seem to be in a hurry, mainly because the two of them had too good timing, and it was obviously done by someone who was good at it.

But that's all, and soon the man responded, and a blood-red Ding furnace flew out of his body to protect him, and a black talisman was thrown above the treasure ding. I didn't see him activate this talisman like other monks, and this black talisman automatically shot out countless tiny blood rays, like a blood thread attacking several treasures and the main body of the dialect respectively.

"High-level blood talisman! Divine Sense Activation!" is proficient in the talisman dialect, seeing this talisman almost screamed, this demon cultivator is really not simple, and his strength is probably much stronger than he expected. Because the other party can even have a side-of-the-road talisman like a blood talisman, and the shot is a high-level talisman, it can be seen that this person's methods are extremely unusual.

Usually talismans can only be activated with mana, only a few such as natal spirit talismans can be exceptional, and this blood talisman is one of the exceptions. In fact, the production process of the blood talisman in the early stage is similar to other talismans, the difference is that after completion, it needs to be nourished by the monk's own flesh and blood, and some also need to be cultivated with divine consciousness like a magic weapon.

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