"This guy is really difficult, and he can even attack with such a subtle divine sense, I'm afraid it's not small. In the face of that demon cultivator, Fang Yan always felt a sense of powerlessness, not only because this person had many methods, but also because he had a little restraint on himself, so that he had no power to counteract.

I'm afraid that this person still has the intention of capturing the dialect at the beginning, or underestimating him too much, otherwise it will be difficult for the dialect to deal with this guy until now, and finally let him escape by taking advantage of the chaos. However, it was still too early to say that it was too early to get rid of it, and when the pain was slightly reduced, Fang Yan stood up with his still weak spirit, picked up Qingluan and put it on his back, and a teleportation charm appeared in his hand again.

Quickly distance yourself from that person, and only rely on the power of this talisman, and the other dialects don't take it into account, and take another one after you use it. It's a pity that the production of this teleportation charm is not easy, not only the materials are rare, but the success rate in the production process is not high, and it is far less easy to write than other intermediate symbols, perhaps this is related to the lack of dialect cultivation and the failure to truly comprehend the power of space.

After several successive teleportations, Fang Yan realized that he was two or three hundred miles away from the place where he had fought before, and this distance was almost within reach for Brother Jindan, but it was impossible for him to escape with the teleportation talisman again. Because the inventory in his hand has been completely exhausted by now, he can only grit his teeth and insist on running into the depths, hoping that this misty environment can also restrain the tracking technique of that guy.

But now Fang Yan has lost his way a little, and he only cares about fleeing at that time, and he doesn't care where he wants to flee. Fortunately, he had the experience of walking here once, and it was not difficult to judge the general direction, and when he finally figured out his position, he was really a little speechless, and unintentionally he came to the edge of the boundary river, that is, the moat that lay between the two Xiuzhen kingdoms.

No wonder there are few demon insects all the way, I thought it was my luck, but it turned out that I had strayed into this Jedi, and Fang Yan couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart. The division of the boundary river in the cultivation realm is not arbitrary, but is based on the natural landform, and most of the places that can be used as boundary markers are often very treacherous, and it is impossible for ordinary monks to cross them.

Coming to such a place where there are few roundabouts by mistake, didn't he happen to be blocked by the demon cultivator, and Fang Yan secretly scolded himself for being confused, but he couldn't do it all over again. It's impossible to go back the same way, Fang Yan simply continued to run into the depths, even if he stepped into danger, it was better than dying in the hands of that demon cultivator, if that guy really dared to chase him, he had to find a way to pull him as a cushion when he died.

Every time it comes to such a time, the stubbornness in Fang Yan's bones will be revealed, and his ruthless side can be seen at the critical moment. For this reason, Fang Yan no longer hesitated, and rushed straight towards the direction of the boundary river, regardless of whether the demon cultivator would really chase after him, and ignore the dangers that might lie ahead, just go all the way, and wait until he was sure to get rid of that guy before making a decision.

For about an hour or so, the dialect did not know how far he had traveled in this fog, and the feeling of weakness and physical and mental exhaustion came over him from time to time, and he urgently needed to find a place to rest for a while. Counting from the time he left that stronghold to the present, this road is not only a fierce fight, but also a fierce fight, the consumption of physical strength and mana is extremely high, plus the soul is injured and has not had time to recuperate, if it continues like this, he will have no power to fight back in danger.

But what made him quite strange was that when he arrived here, the fog gradually became thinner, and even with his divine sense, he felt a lot more relaxed, and he could already see through more than ten zhang of distance with his eyesight, as if he had reached the outer area of this fog. But Fang Yan knew that this was impossible, he had even been to the other side of the Boundary River, and there was also a vast sea of fog.

With such an abnormality, it can only be said that an inexplicable danger is approaching, and the more abnormal things you encounter, the more you must be more cautious after the experience of going in and out of danger many times in dialects. Then Fang Yan had to slow down, and forcibly released his divine sense to investigate the surroundings, and suddenly sighed in his heart, if Qingluan hadn't been injured like this, how could she still use her silver-winged ants to work so hard.

After walking a short distance, a faint red light suddenly appeared in the mist, and Fang Yan was already extremely alert at the moment, how could this subtle light escape his eyes. In an instant, Fang Yan's mind turned, and several of the means that had been prepared immediately were held in his hands, and at the same time, he looked over there, and as long as there was the slightest change, he would fight to the death.

After waiting for a while, the faintly visible red light did not move a bit, it looked like a dead thing, and it was also different from the terrifying and fierce light unique to demons. Fang Yan settled down, and slowly walked in that direction, and his divine sense did not forget to look around, and after a while, he came to this thing not far away.

"Hey, it turned out to be a cave, but how could there be light?" I saw a long hole faintly exposed in a mess of rocks in front of me, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, and the red light that was transmitted from time to time was emitted from this hole. Fang Yan slowly walked to the front of the cave, and after a moment of continuous observation, he could not see what was going on, and after a little muttering, he raised his hand to summon the shadow, and walked towards the cave one after the other.

This demon pet is quite clever, and the original dialect is also very easy to use, but it is a pity that the cultivation has grown slowly since then, and he has opened up a lot of gaps over the years, and it has gradually become useless. However, it is also suitable for use here, as the most important changes in the complex terrain environment, and the current state of the dialect has not yet recovered, it can be much more reassuring to be guided by it.

Speaking of which, Fang Yan has been in a desperate situation several times, and it was with the help of these caves that he finally escaped, and I hope this time is no exception. A man and a demon gradually walked into the depths of the cave, and what they saw along the way also made Fang Yan understand the reason for the red light here, and the red agate stone can be seen in the cave wall from time to time, this kind of stone that is regarded as the most precious stone by mortals is the cause of red light, but it is useless for monks.

The aura in the cave is almost nothing, there is no fog but the light is still dim, only these agate stones flicker from time to time, which adds a bit of strangeness to the cave. Such a thin aura should not have a large number of demon insects entrenched, but Fang Yan did not dare to take it lightly, and if he could not walk a distance, he would casually hit one or two talismans in front of him, which was used to explore the way.

Who knew that the cave was not too deep, and after walking two or three miles away, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in front of him. There was no abnormality along the way, and one person and one demon soon found themselves outside the cave.

The sky was overcast like water, but the dense fog was almost gone, and what appeared in front of Fang Yan's eyes at this moment was actually a beautiful stone forest. The rugged and abrupt boulders are like pillars and peaks, like a dense forest, the pillars are as white as jade, and dozens of hundreds of zhang compete to stand one after another, but at a glance it makes people feel amazing, and they can't imagine that such a place will have such a beautiful scenery.

Fang Yan habitually poked out his divine sense, wanting to look around, but he knew that his divine consciousness had just left his body, and Fang Yan suddenly snorted, and those divine senses were instantly swallowed by some inexplicable thing. Originally, his soul was already weak, and this time it made him even worse, this seemingly beautiful stone forest was so weird, so that he suffered a loss when he first came.

The sudden change naturally frightened Fang Yan, and then instinctively wanted to urge the magic weapon talisman in his hand, but after his mana was condensed, he was about to hook up those few artifacts, and an irresistible force suddenly covered his whole body, and then this bit of mana disappeared mysteriously.

What's going on? The dialect was amazed. There is such a strange place, not only can the divine consciousness mana not be used, but it is also inexplicably strange that it will be devoured, could it be that there are some spirit devouring monsters here? But until now, except for the continuous devouring of his detached divine consciousness and mana, this place has always been quiet as usual, and there is no sign of the existence of other living creatures, and there is no active attack on him.

"Could it be the Land of Soul Eaters!" Fang Yan suddenly flashed a thought, remembering that he had read a similar record in a certain text, which was also the same as what Fang Yan was experiencing now, but whenever the slightest spiritual power appeared, it would be swallowed up immediately, even more evil than the land of absolute spirits.

Because there is no exception to the divine consciousness here, perhaps because the divine consciousness is also spiritual power in nature, no matter what form it eventually changes, as long as it belongs to the category of spiritual power, it will be ruthlessly devoured. This is not just to isolate spiritual power, but to extinguish all spiritual power existence, such a rule can be described as extremely domineering, and at the same time extremely dangerous.

No wonder that the classic book also specifically warned that when you go to such a place, you must not use mana in vain, let alone use mana attacks on the objects inside, otherwise you will be attacked by a powerful backlash, and you will be seriously injured if you don't die. I was scared when I thought of this dialect, but fortunately I just wanted to urge the talisman just now, if I hit a spell wherever I wanted, I was afraid that I would not want to stand here intact now.