In the blink of an eye, Fang Yan had flown out of a distance of 100 zhang, and then turned her back and waited for the red cloud for a long time, as a Jindan monk, her speed was naturally not slow, and she came to Fang Yan after a while. Thinking about this little bit of the dialect, Hongyun seemed to be full of care, a small foundation building monk, at the moment, he was still concerned about not implicating others in the battle, it was better to think about how to escape from her hands first.

"Since the sect leader is a senior, Fang Mou doesn't need to be polite, please advise" Without waiting for Hongyun to stand still, Fang Yan suddenly shouted, and the means quietly prepared immediately urged, and attacked the opposite side in one go. In the face of high-level opponents, if you have the opportunity, of course, you must strike first, and the seniors in the dialect are called non-stop, but when you do it, you are not ambiguous at all.

The speed of the soul bead was the fastest, and it had already flown above the other party in a flash, followed by dozens of talismans, sweeping in several different directions with a cold aura, vaguely implying some kind of formation. Among the talismans in the sky, there was a slightly different one, unlike the dazzling white light that erupted after the other talismans were stimulated, but the light was completely restrained, just like the lack of aura.

This inconspicuous attack mixed with the talisman attack is the newly fused natal spirit talisman of the dialect, and the angle of the attack is also chosen to assist the position on the side, as if the dialect is doing it casually. And this new set of attack methods is a simulated formation attack that has been demonstrated countless times by the dialect under the guidance of Su Yanqing, and the first time I used it today, I took the Jindan monk to test the knife.

"Hey, no wonder you dare to speak out, it turned out to be a talisman maker, but you dare to take out this means to show ugliness, I really don't know how to write dead words. The attack scene of dozens of talismans was quite imposing, but in Hongyun's eyes, it was not worth mentioning, what was the use of such a small trick against the Zhuji Monk on her, and Fang Yan was even more disdainful of the rush to strike first.

I saw that her sleeves were lightly swinging, and a blue jade hairpin suddenly flashed, and at this moment, a large mist suddenly gathered in mid-air, surging towards the place where the two of them were without warning, and then became more and more condensed. In the blink of an eye, a large wave of water formed around the red cloud, and several high walls suddenly rose in the waves, all of which were condensed by water splashes, and became a momentum in an instant.

This is the power of the magic weapon after urging, which is much more powerful than the spirit weapon, and there is no lack of mobilized heaven and earth vitality, which is also a means that only Jindan monks can master. The Dao Ice Ridge stirred up by the talisman slammed into the waves and water walls in the sky, but there was no violent spell collision sound during ordinary fighting, and countless ice picks and ice spikes silently submerged into the water, and the dozens of runes carefully prepared by the dialect were easily dissolved by her.

Only a few cold rays emitted by the Soul Bead made Hongyun show a little attention, but unfortunately the attack slowed down after penetrating a few water walls, and finally it was blocked by several water walls that reappeared, and dissipated without a trace. It seemed that the attack of the dialect was simply taken by her, and she just used a magic weapon, and the amazing talisman attack was nothing more than that, and Hongyun's face unconsciously showed a mocking look.

But just as she was about to turn defense into offense, her consciousness suddenly moved, and she immediately stopped the jade hairpin magic weapon that she was about to drive, and her figure flashed to the side suddenly. With a muffled sound, a white light crossed her shoulder, and then she saw blood splashing, but it was weirdly instantly condensed into ice slag, and "poof" fell on the snow with a few sounds, emitting a strange red.

This sudden white light is the secret hand of Fang Yan hidden in many talismans, the re-fused natal spirit rune, the power of the first shot made Fang Yan very satisfied, and he actually inadvertently exerted a bit of the characteristics of phantom ice. This strange object, which was originally taken from the disciples of the Lanyue Sect, has not been able to make good use of it after refining, but who knew that after the fusion, it would have such a miraculous effect, making his natal spirit talisman attack more hidden, and also making Hongyun suffer a dark loss.

"Okay, well, you were pecked by the eagle all day long, you kid is very good, you have succeeded in provoking this seat, just wait to die" Hongyun's face was gloomy as water, and he looked at Fang Yan viciously and said. Fortunately, she reacted quickly just now, otherwise it was very likely that she would be severely injured by the dialect and planted in the hands of this low-level monk who was not looked at by her at all.

Maybe even she can't remember clearly, when was the last time she was injured, this time it was a great shame, and it was difficult to eliminate the hatred in her heart if she didn't kill the dialect on the spot, but in her heart it became a little more dignified. And Fang Yan also felt that it was a pity, the effect of the natal spirit rune was better than he expected, but in the end, he still failed to give the opponent a fatal blow.

Although Hongyun was surprised by Fang Yan's means, she still didn't think that he could be compared to herself, and this powerful talisman attack could not be used continuously, because she could clearly see that the mana consumed by this attack just now was obviously beyond the limit of a normal foundation building stage cultivator.

If she thinks that Fang Yan used all her hole cards in her first attack, then she obviously underestimated Fang Yan's strength, and she was afraid that she would suffer a big loss in his hands. And Fang Yan took advantage of the blow just now, and actually took the initiative to approach the red cloud, entering the area surrounded by water waves, and the red cloud on the other side couldn't help but secretly rejoice when he saw him so reckless, in her opinion, Fang Yan was tantamount to death.

"Whew", a bewitching red flower spit out of her mouth, and then rose to the size of several zhang in the wind, this is the natal magic weapon of Hongyun, the shape is so peculiar, it is absolutely unforgettable. As soon as the magic treasure fell, she tapped it lightly with her fingers, and countless petals immediately drifted out of the giant flower, and then a strange smell quickly spread around.

At the same time, Fang Yan suddenly felt that the blood flow in his body increased significantly, and his mood became irritated for no reason, and with his sensitivity to spiritual breath, he immediately sensed that the cause of the abnormality in his body was this strange flower that suddenly appeared.

I didn't expect the other party to have such a weird and unprovoked magic weapon, so that the blood in the opponent's body was easily affected, and it happened that the dialect was trying its best to get closer to the other party, and if one was not prepared, all the power displayed by this magic weapon fell on the body. When he wanted to retreat, he saw countless petals flying towards him, like falling flowers floating on the water.

The waves of water under him surged at the same time, trying to envelop him, and Fang Yan tried to reflexively turn backwards several times, but he was delayed by these spells, and the disturbing aura kept coming, making his blood almost uncontrollable. What kind of magic weapon is this, it seems to be feminine and charming, but it is so sinister, Fang Yan wanted to attack in close quarters, but who knew that it happened to fall into the hands of others.

Seeing the embarrassed appearance of the dialect, Hongyun's face looked better at this time, and he thought that the person in front of him could be captured at will, but he didn't expect that he would need to use his natal magic weapon. After only one or two moves, the scene became strange and unpredictable, and before they knew it, both of them used methods to surprise their opponents, and this was only the beginning of the fight.

In fact, the most uncomfortable thing for Fang Yan was not the water waves and petals around his hands and feet, those were all condensed by spells, if he didn't know the depths, he could use the Heaven Devouring Demon Skill to devour them. The breath emanating from the red flower made him very uncomfortable, and the blood was running all over his body, and if he couldn't control it in time, it would inevitably affect his mind.

"It's not good, it's magic skills, this red flower must be a magic weapon, maybe the name of this red flower club is also due to this" At this time, Fang Yan finally understood, and the spiritual methods that the female cultivator on the other side seemed to use before, but behind it was an authentic magic skill.

The means of targeting the mind and blood qi are the most common in the Demon Gate exercises, and besides, this is the opponent's natal magic weapon launched, and the opponent's ten should be demon cultivators. Fang Yan didn't have time to think about why the mysterious organization of the Red Flower Society was run by demon cultivators, so he immediately released the demon body to temporarily reduce the pressure on the body.

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