In fact, even if Fang Yan didn't use the teleportation charm just now, it would be difficult for the two of them to do anything to him, because Fang Yan could fly in the demonic qi, which was the biggest advantage of his dual cultivation of spirit and demon, but he didn't want to be seen by these two people for the time being. Even if they had seen dialects fighting on stage, they probably wouldn't have imagined that dialects' demonic skills had been cultivated to such an extent that they could fly freely in a demonic environment.

Moreover, this place is different from the secret realm, it is shrouded in a strong demonic aura, but Fang Yan feels that it is not enough, it is better to lead them to the depths. Since these two people are monks from nearby families, they must have participated in demon hunting, and this is only the edge of the demon land, and the dialect wants to take advantage of it with its magic skills, but I am afraid that it is still slightly insufficient.

The ruthlessness of the dialect can also be seen from here, and in the face of two monks whose cultivation is much higher than him, he also dares to seek it unscrupulously, and he does not want to spend the night with the grudges he has formed. But how to lead them into the depths was a great deal of confusion for the dialect, and suddenly he had a plan, and then summoned the shadow, whispered a few words to it, and then hurried away after it.

A few miles away, for the two monks in the late stage of foundation building, they could find out in a short period of time, even if the demonic aura was strong here, after all, their cultivation and divine consciousness were placed here. But after some searching, no trace of the dialect was found, and just when the two were a little anxious, they saw a pool of blood on a slope, and the residual temperature was still there.

The two glanced at each other meaningfully, and couldn't help but sneer, no matter how fast the dialect escaped, wouldn't these bloodstains expose his whereabouts. The two of them carefully checked the traces around them, which were obviously left by the flying sword, and they were even more sure that it was done by the dialect, and then got up and chased them in this direction.

Half an hour later, the two of them found animal blood mixed with dirt in a depression, and signs of hastily buried it. When they cleaned it up, they found that it was not much different from before, and the dialect still wanted to hide people's ears and eyes, didn't it just want to cover it up?

The two sneered even more. I think that Fang Yan must be extremely flustered in his heart at this moment, otherwise how could he do such a ridiculous thing.

However, they didn't think about why the careful thinking of the dialect left such an obvious flaw, and they just took it for granted that the dialect had been out of proportion, perhaps related to their anxious mood at the moment. Seeing that they were about to catch up with Shang Yan, the two of them were willing to slow down. Hurried all the way, chasing forward at all costs.

Since then, the two have found it several times. The various traces left by the dialect on the road are either a puddle of beast blood, or the shredded flesh and fur of the demonic beast, some of which are slightly disguised, and some of which are scattered directly on the ground, looking like they are in a hurry. Anyway, it never stopped all the way down, and it was discovered every once in a while, but they couldn't catch up with Shang Yan's figure.

For two days, the almost non-stop chase made both of them physically and mentally exhausted. Although there weren't many magical beasts encountered on the road, there seemed to be no end in sight to this pursuit, and now the two couldn't help but wonder. If he continues to chase after him like this, he still simply stays on the way to return to the sect, and he doesn't believe that he can stay in the demonic qi for a year and a half.

Just thinking like this, the man next to the slender monk suddenly exclaimed, "Hey, big brother, look. That kid is there!" As he pointed, there was a vague figure not far away, looking staggering, with a weak appearance, and it seemed that the situation had reached the end of the crossbow.

"Chase after him, this time to see where he runs. After he is caught, he must be concocted. The lanky monk said viciously. Then the two of them lifted their spirits, and chased after Fang Yan with fast steps, cursing loudly in their mouths, which really tired them enough in the past two days.

Hearing the shouts of the two, Fang Yan seemed to be extremely flustered, and staggered forward, like a frightened bird. The two of them were secretly happy. How could they let go of such a good opportunity, although this place is already very deep in the demon land, there may be a lot of demonic beasts lurking in it, but they have not come to this kind of place, and the current state of the dialect is the time for them to make contributions.

The two eagerly chased after Fang Yan, but after a few hours, Fang Yan was still less than a hundred feet away in front of him, and his figure was shaky, but he couldn't catch up. The two of them were already exhausted, and they thought that Fang Yan had no energy to spare, but how did they know that Fang Yan had not consumed much physical strength in the past two days, and most of the time was spent flying, or looking for a place to cultivate, and the previous appearance was made for them to see.

The ground suddenly trembled slightly, then became more and more intense, and a few roars suddenly came from the distance, and then a large area of demonic fog fell from the sky, and black pressure came all over the mountains. A large group of demonic beasts suddenly rushed out of the black mist, surging like a tide, and under the heavy black mist, it was impossible to see how many there were, and the momentum was extremely amazing.

"Run!" At this time, where can they still care about chasing the dialect, but it is a pity that all the treasures of his body will be destroyed by the demonic beasts, and at this time they still remember the things that the dialect has not forgotten, but it is difficult for them to still worry about it.

"The speed of the two escaping is not slow, tsk, they really deserve to be monks in the late stage of foundation building, and their ability to escape is really good. How about it, but I still have the strength to fight in the next fight, I can fight one and two, don't say that I bullied you. The two of them were horrified to find that the dialect that had worried them was now above their heads, and they said as they flew with a relaxed face.

"Little thief, don't be rampant, when Lao Tzu goes out, he will definitely take your life and drain your soul to refine your soul, you wait. It was only now that the two of them came to their senses, and the previous posture of the dialect was all pretending, the purpose was to lure them in, and all this was his trick.

"Hmph, Daoist friendship is majestic, I think he is also an elder of a certain family, but unfortunately this is not the place for you to play prestige, Daoist friends should ask for more blessings. For the sake of the two Taoist friends who have worked hard to chase you, it is really impossible to say that I have not dealt with you, and I will come back to collect the bodies of the two of you later, if your bones are still alive. ”

After saying that, Fang Yan slapped his right hand continuously, and a stack of talismans appeared in his hand, and he was immediately activated by him to become a Dao Dao spell, and smashed down on the two of them. The two of them immediately cursed, and they were chased by a large group of demonic beasts behind them, and there were dialects above their heads to take the opportunity to make trouble, where is this fighting, it is clearly taking advantage of the fire to rob.

But how dare they stay, let alone fight with the dialect, and here they can't fly like the dialect, they can only be beaten passively. In the face of the overwhelming talismans, the two had no choice but to forcibly flee forward against the attack, and became embarrassed for a while.

Although these were just ordinary mid-level talismans, the number of attacks per attack was very staggering, and under the subtle talisman attack methods, the angles were extremely tricky, so that the two of them had to stop, or dodge or resist, otherwise they would be injured, and the speed of escape was forced to slow down.

This made Fang Yan even more calculated, and the talisman in his hand flew down like money, and the two of them were immediately besieged by impenetrable spells, and they no longer dared to ignore the power of these talismans, and they scolded even more in their mouths. And those demonic beasts that were attracted from all over the place by the shadows were getting closer and closer to here at this time, and they didn't know how many there were, and they seemed to be endless hidden in the rolling demonic qi.

The two of them were so angry that they almost fainted, they wanted to stay away but were entangled by the dialect, at this moment they just wanted to desperately escape, but the dialect was desperately blocking, the talisman in the sky seemed to be endless, and I don't know how much the dialect had prepared for this. After sparing no effort to delay, the two were finally caught up in the siege of countless demonic beasts, and they could not escape after all.

But Fang Yan suddenly flew up when the beasts arrived, and flew far away, leaving behind the two monks who were scolding. The monks of the late stage of the foundation building were unexpectedly put together by the middle monk of Fang Yan, and the two of them were depressed and almost wanted to vomit blood, but the situation was stronger than people, and now they had to face the surging demonic beasts.

When it comes to strength, these two people are not bad, and they usually cooperate tacitly, and they immediately took out the spirit weapon to perform the combined attack technique, and the last time the dialect escaped in time, I didn't have time to appreciate it, and this time it was finally an eye-opener. Although they were not from a large sect, this set of family heirloom methods of combined attacks should not be underestimated, and they soon gained a firm foothold under the siege of countless demonic beasts, and fought with demonic beasts in style.

After all, their cultivation is not low, although there are many demonic beasts, but there are not many strong ones, even if this is already the depths of the demonic land, the figure of high-level demonic beasts is rare, most of them are low-level demonic beasts, and there are not even a few second-level demonic beasts. However, no matter how low the strength of these demonic beasts is, there are too many of them, and I don't know how the shadows will attract them, and they will swarm without fear of death.

Even if they stand still and let them kill, many demonic beasts don't know when they will be killed, and the two of them have been following and chasing continuously for the past few days, and the physical consumption is really not small, and how can they support it for a long time. The two of them were extremely depressed in their hearts, but these demonic beasts with low intelligence only knew how to attack, and they had no choice but to kill them all, so they had to take a hard shot.

Swords flew in mid-air, bringing up clumps of flesh and blood from time to time, and the demonic beasts surrounding the two of them fell in pieces, but more demonic beasts were surging, and they were inexhaustible to kill. The continuous chasing and fighting, without a moment of rest, soon made the two of them feel tired, and the mana consumption can be replenished with pills, but what happens after the physical strength is exhausted.

Fang Yan was standing far away on a hillside at this time, watching the demonic fog rise here, although the scene was not real, he could guess the situation here. It's not the time to make a move in a short period of time, these two people are both monks in the late stage of foundation building, and they have been looking for fate outside for a long time, and they look like the kind of experienced people, and they can't be trapped and killed so easily.

I didn't expect such an old bird to fall into the trap of dialects today, in fact, the whole trap is not clever, as long as you think about it, you can see flaws everywhere. It's a pity that these two people are dizzy, and they despise each other too much, so they will easily enter the current dead end, even if they kill the besieged demonic beasts, I'm afraid they won't have much power left.

And the dialect is here, waiting for the best moment to attack, keeping a close eye on the warband in the distance. The first step in killing these two people has been completed, and how can the dialect allow them to escape easily, unless they also have a teleportation charm like the dialect, but this is obviously unlikely. (To be continued.) 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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