There were a total of nine people present, divided into two groups and were 'fiercely' fighting, and no one noticed the dialect that quietly sneaked in, but immediately found the huge blood centipede that followed, and was shocked by the power coming from the blood centipede, and they all stopped in an instant, and looked nervously at the 'flower' monk standing above.xshuotxt.com, visit:.

The scene of the fight was already a 'chaos' and 'chaos', and it was difficult for the aura generated by the collision of various spells and magic weapons to dissipate immediately, and the dialect in the middle was not safe to be discovered, and then it was up to these monks present to do what they should do, if they immediately scattered and fled, the dialect would find one to follow and flee together, this guy could not be so sharp.

"All of them are for me to stand in place, no one is allowed to 'mess' around, tell me that someone has been here just now, and there is a reward for saying it, and you can choose the spirit stone magic weapon. "This guy is still superior, obviously he also knows Fang Yan's thoughts, and is worried that he will take advantage of the 'chaos' to escape, but with this guy's 'sex' personality, Fang Yan is very suspicious that these people will listen to him.

Carefully hiding behind a monk, Fang Yan tried his best to restrain his spiritual power, always steadily urging the cloak of invisibility, secretly observing the monks present.

The number of cultivators in the two groups is basically the same, otherwise they would not have fought here, the leaders of both sides are in the late stage of Qi refining, and the others are uneven, mainly in the middle stage of Qi refining, and they are all scattered cultivators at a glance. The disciples of the sect's 'sect' still have a bit of discipline when fighting, while the scattered cultivation is 'chaotic', and the scene is 'chaotic' and 'chaotic'.

Several people glanced at the person standing on the blood centipede, and were a little surprised as to why he was able to control the second-level demon beast, and his clothes were so tattered, and his lively appearance looked a little funny. But no one dared to make a sound, and wondered why he asked such a question, and stepped back a little nervously.

"I said not to 'mess' around, whoever moves again blames my subordinates for being ruthless, hum, a group of dirt buns who have never seen the world, don't delay my business. "The 'flower' monk shouted, and the blood centipede immediately fell downward, as if it was about to kill someone in the next moment.

"Run, or you'll die. "I don't know who shouted, the nine people present immediately turned around and fled, scattering towards the valley, before leaving, a few people coincidentally hit this 'flower' monk with a talisman, although the power is not great, but it can play the role of 'rioting', many experienced loose cultivators will take this approach when escaping.

And Fang Yan had been watching them closely, he had already guessed that this would be the result, and he had already chosen a target to follow, and as soon as the sixth-level Qi refining monk turned around, Fang Yan immediately stuck behind him.

"You guys, idiots. "The 'flower' monk was furious, hurriedly took out the turtle shell to resist, and casually shot a spell at the person closest to him, but unfortunately he lost too much qi and blood at the moment, but the power was not very great, and he was blocked by that person and fled, and he himself did not dare to chase rashly, now the first thing is to find the direction of the dialect's escape.

At this moment, he could only put his divine sense to the maximum, trying his best to find the spiritual breath of the invisibility cloak on Fang Yan's body, and following the dialect of the sixth-layer Qi refining monk, he was also extremely depressed, it turned out that this person had 'got' an invisibility magic weapon out of nowhere, the quality was poor, and a faint white shadow could be clearly seen after it was triggered.

But that's not all, this person is afraid that he is still quite confident in this magic weapon, in order to restrain his own aura, he actually slowed down the speed of escape, and ran towards the valley unhurriedly, and soon fell last. This can hurt the dialect, how could he have thought that such a change would happen, and he restrained his breath, didn't he 'expose' the dialect.

Fang Yan had no choice but to abandon him, and flee to the valley first, regardless of whether he had been there before or not, and how far he could escape. After a while, the 'flower' monk suddenly grinned, let him 'yin' tricks, and before I found out, he immediately urged the blood centipede under his feet, and chased after the familiar spiritual breath.

On the way to escape after that, Fang Yan thought of a lot of ways, as long as he saw the monk, he would 'mix' into it, and he would take the opportunity to get out, the person behind him was too difficult, he had been chasing after him for so long, and he couldn't get rid of it, could it be that his divine sense was so tenacious, and he was afraid that he would be powerless at this time when he changed to a dialect.

But how did he know that this 'flower' monk was also secretly complaining, the mana of the dialect seemed to never run out, and a superb magic weapon was always urging, but it was a massive amount of mana to fill, and he had the intention to exhaust the mana of the dialect, but his divine sense was almost unbearable, and he had swallowed two precious pills on the way, and he had finally 'gotten' three pills of this pill, and it was about to run out.

The blood centipede forcibly urged by the secret method is also about to expire, and at that time, one person and one beast will be in a state of weak blood, even if it catches up with the dialect, what is the use. Even if the dialect 'mixed' into the monks' ranks, he still took action regardless of the brazen and directly 'forced' the dialects to appear, and suddenly people turned their backs along the way.

"Hey, there's another guy. "The strategy of wanting to 'blend' into the group of monks to get out failed, and Fang Yan has been chased to the end of his rope, and any glimmer of opportunity was regarded as a lifesaver by him, and he immediately rushed over. In fact, there is also a big killing weapon in the hand of the dialect, that is, two fire thunderbolts, but they don't dare to use it until they have to, there are too many disciples of the Earth Fire Palace who come and go here, and once they use the dialect, they don't know how to end up.

There were a few times when he really couldn't help but want to use the dialect, and it was a big deal to flee from South Vietnam and never come back, but he still suppressed it fiercely, there were too many things here that he couldn't let go. Seeing someone coming, Fang Yan leaned in without thinking about it, no matter what his situation was, it would never be worse than the chase behind him.

"Why is he?" There were only three people who came to meet him, and they were also chasing and fleeing, and there was only one person who fled in front, and the dialect was known, it was the scattered cultivator Qin Ruo who had taken him into the 'cave' of the demon spider's nest, and he was running towards him with a panicked face at this time, and he did not find the dialect wearing an invisibility cloak.

And the strength of the two people behind him is not bad, both are in the late stage of qi refining, one of them is a ninth layer of qi refining, dressed in black, his face is black and shiny, and the momentum of chasing and killing is no less than that of the 'flower' monk behind Fang Yan, which is enough for Qin Ruo's kid to drink a pot. I didn't expect the Hongyun Canyon group to meet the old people again and again, but the situation is worse than the other, it seems that it is not easy to earn a living here.

Without waiting for Fang Yan to sigh, Qin Ruo, who was fleeing quickly, passed by Fang Yan with a "whoosh", and the two of them followed and came closer, just about to pass by Fang Yan.

Suddenly, the black-clothed monk of the ninth layer of qi refining hurriedly stood still, looked back at the figure of Fang Yan who had just rushed away, and said in surprise, "Invisibility cloak, how can it be on this person?"

The voice was not loud, but the dialect was heard clearly, like a thunderclap that made the dialect's heart beat with horror. This person not only easily saw through his stealth magic weapon, but also said the name of this thing in one mouth, and let the dialect not be surprised, this is the thing of the demon cultivator, and the person who spoke must be extremely familiar with it, otherwise it is impossible to recognize it at a glance.

Soon a huge blood dragon flew by, and there was a monk standing on it, who paid no attention to the two of them, and swept away towards the dialect. Although he was suspicious, the black-clothed monk said categorically, "Leave that person alone, chase me back immediately, quickly!"

After speaking, he chased after the blood centipede, and the person next to him looked puzzled, but the two of them have always been mainly black-clothed monks, so they followed without too much thought. What Fang Yan didn't know was that he saved Qin Ruo again, but he added two more people who were chasing him, and he was really a good brother who sacrificed himself.

The black-clothed monk shouted at the man on the blood snake while chasing back, "Fellow Daoist, that person is also a wanted criminal in my sect's 'sect', why don't you chase after it together?"

The 'flower' monk did not answer at all, but chased closely after Fang Yan, and seeing that he did not refuse, the two behind him stopped saying a word, and quickly flew up in the valley, chasing in the direction of Fang Yan's escape.

Soon Fang Yan felt the pressure, these two people were originally chasing Qin Ruo from here, and they were very familiar with the terrain along the way, although they did not have the help of spirit beasts like blood centipedes, their speed was not a few points slower than that of the 'flower' clothed monk, in this canyon full of red clouds, they were familiar with the left and right curves, and after a while, they gradually followed behind Fang Yan.

"Why bother with the previous Taoist friends, I am not here to hunt you down, but I have a few questions I want to ask, find a place to talk about how to do it, and promise not to 'interfere' in your affairs. The blackfriar suddenly spoke in a gentle tone, as if he had come to discuss things.

But Fang Yan is not a 'hairy' boy who has just debuted, how can he easily follow his way, and this person has almost no effort to find Fang Yan's figure, and the invisibility cloak is useless to him, which is what makes Fang Yan the most nervous. Judging from the figure of the blackfriar, Fang Yan always felt that he was a demon cultivator, and although he had never 'fought' with him, this feeling was very strong.

In this dialect, I also wanted to say a few words to him, to see if I could get something out, and when I was about to reply, the person on the blood centipede sneered and said, "Hmph, where did you come from, where did you come from, you dare to put me in my eyes like this, who do you think you are, leave after asking a few questions, when I am a decoration." ”

"You, why do you have to be so aggressive and 'forced' people, there is no malice in the bottom, just ask a few things, and you will never 'interfere' in the affairs of Taoist friends. The black-clothed monk couldn't help but be annoyed in his heart, and secretly scolded this person for being extremely stupid, he couldn't even understand this strategy of delaying the army, and he didn't know how he cultivated, but this person had a blood centipede in his hand, and it would be of no benefit to both parties to tear his face, so he couldn't help but say angrily.

"Then you just said that he was the key criminal of your sect's 'sect', how to explain this, it is clear that you want to take him away, and you still said that you don't 'interfere', when Uncle Ben is a child, hum. "Who knew that the 'flower' monk was not only puzzled, but came to such a sentence again, almost vomiting blood from the black monk's morale.

Fang Yan laughed secretly when he heard it, this person was afraid that he had been with the demon beast for too long, and his spiritual intelligence was not much different from that of the demon beast, so he couldn't even see such a trick. But Fang Yan was so happy, I wish they had started fighting now, so that he would be better able to get out, so Fang Yan ran and talked, adding another fire to them.

"Senior brother, why should I be like this madman, after all, we are the same 'door', you and I are both demon cultivators, it is not easy to survive in this Red Cloud Canyon, there is nothing that can't be said in the 'door'. Why don't you do this madman first, and then go back to the 'door' with you?"