"Senior brother thinks it's better to continue checking, if you can't find a place to stay, it's not too late to return here, what does Senior Brother think?" one of them opened his eyes and said to the monk who had built the eighth floor of the foundation with a respectful face.

The leading senior brother nodded, then shouted, and took the other two into the air, and took off the sword straight out of the island, and disappeared after a while. Fang Yan hid in the grass with a hesitant expression, he heard what he said just now, these people were indeed new to this place to investigate, and they didn't know the danger here.

Seeing what they meant, they planned to return to settle here again, which made Fang Yan feel a little embarrassed, regretting that he didn't immediately take action to kill these people at that time. What he was most worried about was that when the spiritual spring erupted at night, the collection of spiritual milk would be interrupted by them, but unfortunately, when he got up to his mind, several people walked so fast that they couldn't leave them behind.

It's really ignorant and fearless, if it is discovered by the immortal people in the fairy city, where will these people get their hands to do it themselves, and there are a lot of demon beasts in this sea area, it is possible to meet them thousands of miles away, looking at these people who look ignorant and ignorant, it is probably difficult to come back. It's just that the location of that spatial passage will also disappear without a trace, and Fang Yan secretly regrets it.

When night was approaching, these people returned to the island unharmed, and to the surprise of Fang Yan, they actually took off from the back of a huge whale and flew straight to the island. Sure enough, it is a disciple of Spirit Beast Mountain, otherwise how can other people have such means to easily tame this huge monster, and only the disciples of this sect can do it.

No wonder they were able to come all the way to the island, in this sea where monsters are rampant, there is no such hand for fear of dying long ago without a place to bury. Fortunately, Fang Yan did not take it lightly, and set up a formation here when they left, watching a few people fly straight to the top of the mountain, Fang Yan's figure was motionless, and he sat on the highest part of the mountain peak, just waiting for them to come.

"Hey, senior brother, please look, there seems to be a person sitting there. Go over and take a look. One of them had sharp eyes, saw the dialect on the top of the mountain in the distance, and pointed to the front of him.

When a few people flew to the top of the mountain, looking at Fang Yan's appearance, they couldn't help but feel a little strange, and the monk at the head immediately asked, "Who are you, which sect disciple are you, and how did you enter here?" If you find anything, let's talk about it quickly. Otherwise, don't blame my men for being ruthless. ”

It's really not polite at all, the dialect hasn't changed its outfit, it's completely a dress of an immortal clan, and the cultivation shown is only in the Qi cultivation period, and these people can naturally see through it at a glance. Moreover, from the questioning of these people, Fang Yan knew that they had not encountered the immortal people, and they were lucky to say it, but it was difficult to say when they met themselves.

"Like you, I've only just entered this place. It's just that I accidentally lost my way, can you tell me where the exit is, and I will leave as soon as I get off, so as not to disturb your Yaxing. Fang Yan was not moved at all, and asked unhurriedly. As these people spoke, they strode towards the dialect, and they had already stepped into the range of the dialect formation.

"Huh. Listening to the accent, your kid is also from South Vietnamese, which family is it, how did you sneak into here, and how did you look so strange?"

"Haha, with your little bit of cultivation, you dare to come to this kind of place. What's the use of telling you to exit, and you'll still be able to get there? It's a joke. ”

The two monks in the middle stage of foundation building were full of ridicule, and they were very unimpressed by the question in the dialect, and besides, the cultivation of the dialect was so low, and they actually spoke with them in the tone of their peers, which made several people very uncomfortable. They didn't think deeply about why dialects were also here, they just thought that a low-ranking monk like this could be killed at their fingertips. The appearance of the tongue looked like a dead man in their eyes.

The face of the leader became suspicious, and the appearance of the dialect was obviously dependent, otherwise how could he dare to talk nonsense in front of the three foundation building seniors, and immediately instinctively thought about taking out the spirit weapon, and raised his hand to release a spirit beast. This person is indeed experienced, and at first glance he is a person who has been trained for a long time, and is not confused by the appearance of dialects.

"Since you don't want to tell you, then you have to take some effort, everyone, please forgive me for offending!" Fang Yan pinched out, and a light curtain on the ground suddenly rose to the sky, and the three of them looked at Fang Yan with a surprised face, only to see that the aura on his body had increased sharply, and where was it still the small character in the Qi refining period.

"Wait! Daoist friend and slow down, I will tell you the exit below, we are all disciples of Spirit Beast Mountain, Daoist friends are not afraid that after I go out, trace the origin of Daoyou?" The person at the head reacted quickly, and quickly moved out of the Spirit Beast Mountain, and the dialect was obviously prepared, at this time, it was absolutely impossible to take any advantage, not to mention that the other party's cultivation was not low.

But how could Fang Yan allow him to say now, since he decided to do it, there was no reason to stop halfway, and his hands kept moving while talking, several artifacts flew out one after another, and the two demon pets were also released at the same time. As soon as he made a move, Fang Yan used a killing move, and several people were trapped by the formation, just letting him do whatever he wanted.

"Demon cultivator, this kid is a demon cultivator, kill him, this formation is self-defeating. Seeing the movement of the dialect, how could a few people not understand, the leader of the person moved extremely fast, a tiger head fork flew straight towards the dialect, and at the same time, a huge turtle shell-shaped shield rose in front of him, and a spirit beast with golden scale armor was also released by him, and his skills were extremely skilled.

If they are not trapped by the formation, if Fang Yan wants to kill all these people, I am afraid it will not be an easy task, the disciples of Spirit Beast Mountain have good means of controlling beasts, as long as they are allowed to go to the seaside, they will find a way to escape. But these people are so good that they don't die and want to come back, and they just fell into the trap set by the dialect, so it's no wonder that the dialect is so ruthless.

The person at the head has the highest cultivation, and the fighting methods are also obviously higher, and before the two of them can react, several methods have already been used. It's a pity that he still underestimated Fang Yan's ability, and Fang Yan focused on him from the beginning, except for the Blood God Sword, the newly acquired Canglong Sword and the Soul Separation Bead, all of which beckoned to him.

With a crisp sound of "ding", the man's tiger head fork was touched and flew away, and then the Canglong Sword emitted a green light, stabbing at the person like lightning. And the attack of the Soul Bead was even more peculiar, the figure seemed to be jumping in the air, and it came to the top of this person's head in a few flashes, which immediately frightened him into a daze, and in a hurry his whole body became blood red, and a scepter appeared in his hand.

With a "bang", the Canglong Sword slammed into the shield quickly, and unexpectedly, this turtleshell-like thing actually bounced away the Canglong Sword, which was ranked as a pseudo-magic weapon, which showed that this shield was extremely good. And the scepter was even more simple, just as the figure of this person suddenly swelled, a bloody light suddenly emitted from this scepter, shooting towards the soul bead of the dialect.

And the huge golden spirit beast was already about to pounce on Fang Yan, but he saw a black light flashing behind him, and a black figure suddenly appeared, which was Fang Yan's puppet. Seeing that this spirit beast pounced violently, this puppet body did not dodge at all, and rushed directly towards the golden spirit beast.

Spirit Beast Mountain is also a major sect in South Vietnam, this person has made a few shots quite methodically, and the response is also extremely fast, a few rounds are about to pass here, and the other two have just exchanged hands with the demon pet of the dialect. As soon as Fang Yan showed his skills, several people were startled, and these methods were too many to make it difficult for people to see the source for a while.

The battle with this eighth-layer foundation monk is the key to this battle, and these people are trapped by the dialect formation, so they can only choose the breakthrough on the dialect, and they can't free up their hands to attack the magic array. This person understood the situation of himself and the others, and immediately sent out a strong hand, and the red light emitted from the scepter hit the soul bead in the blink of an eye, which was originally a means of defiling the opponent's spiritual weapon, which could instantly make the opponent's artifact manipulation out of order.

Both sides used extremely strong means at the beginning, both with the idea of a quick battle, and this person did not wait for a few rounds to pass, and hurriedly performed the transformation technique, cooperating with his staff to attack. This was already his most powerful attack method, coming from the divine power of his own natal spirit beast, who knew that this blue bead was not wrapped in this layer of blood light, but quietly absorbed all this red light.

Then, as if it had not been attacked, the bead immediately spat out a thick cold air, and went straight for the man in reverse. Fang Yan was overjoyed when he saw this, this is the first appearance of the soul bead, and the effect is surprisingly good, the biggest power of this bead is that it can absorb attacks, and after its transformation, it can even send out the absorbed attacks intact, which is very weird.

However, there may be a limit to the power of this absorbing attack, and if it exceeds its maximum capacity, it may cause great damage. It's just that in the face of the attack of the Zhuji monk, Fang Yan didn't have the slightest worry at all, and just when this bead launched a counterattack, the natal spirit talisman was also urged by him.

Countless illusionized ice needles, under the cover of the cold mist spit out from the soul beads, rushed straight towards this person, this is just a monk of the eighth layer of the foundation, how can he resist this kind of stormy attack, not to mention that there are countless attacks under him suddenly. It was the talisman array that Fang Yan had set up in advance, all composed of his newly refined golden talismans, and this battle became a test of his own combat strength.

In this way, this person was even more irresistible, and in an instant, he was frozen into ice cubes, and then he was beaten into a sieve by countless ice needles, and then he was cut into pieces by the Canglong Sword that followed him. Although this Spirit Beast Mountain disciple's combat power was not low, he had no power to fight back under the repeated attacks of Fang Yan's various means, and he was killed by Fang Yan within a few rounds.

The battle between the other two had just begun, and they were suddenly frightened by the thunderous methods of the dialect, one desperately begged for mercy, and the other turned to attack the formation, trying to seize the way and escape. It was faster to deal with these two people's dialects, and he didn't listen to them at all, and simply killed the two on the spot.

In the face of the three foundation building monks, they were all killed in such a short period of time, and even Fang Yan himself did not expect it, it seems that this period of time is not only to improve his cultivation, but also to increase his combat power a lot, which also makes him feel a lot more at ease. Then Fang Yan searched the souls of the three people one by one, then withdrew the formation, and then cleaned up the scene, and the action was very skillful.

"It's only to blame that you met me, why do you have to come back again when you have already left, but you have something to ask, but you want to force me to do it. It's better not to see each other than to see each other, and it's just a matter of killing evil. Fang Yan sighed in his heart, I don't know why I have become like this, acting cruelly and resolutely, and unscrupulous means to achieve the end, is this the fate of the monk? 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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