Chang Bao here is pressed and beaten by the dialect, and the situation of the unicorn over there is not very good, in terms of speed, it is far from being the opponent of the black evil, and the people on the sidelines are just the afterimage of the black evil, even the black evil's body is difficult and the attack power is originally the unicorn advantage, but unfortunately the speed is too slow, it is difficult to get close to the black evil at all, and can only be beaten passively, but the defense of this unicorn is really good.

In fact, the unicorn also has a kind of natural supernatural power, that is, the natal demon fire, but in the first few rounds, when the demon fire it released attacked the black evil, it did not cause any damage, but seemed to be eaten by it, and it was absorbed by the black evil without a trace. This unicorn has a higher intelligence than the black sha, and when it sees that the demon fire is useless, it no longer wastes demon power, but instead competes with the black shady for strength.

And the dialect here is also always in the mind, wanting to consume his spiritual power and talismans, and then counterattack when the dialect can't help, and now he is just blindly wandering and defending. If Chang Bao knew the number of talismans on Fang Yan's body, I am afraid that he would vomit blood on the spot, before Fang Yan made a lot of money, accumulated an astonishing number of talismans, and later learned to make talismans, the number of talismans is even more, more than a dozen rounds, Yan used dozens of talismans, and it was only a drop in the bucket for him.

The dialect continues to attack Chang Bao with the talisman, and the silver needle has always been induced but not triggered, and the use of the talisman does not need to consume its own spiritual power, but it can quickly consume Chang Bao's spiritual power and physical strength, and the dialect can win after a long time.

At this time, Chang Bao was extremely anxious, he never dreamed that Fang Yan would be so powerful, a new disciple who was more than ten years younger than himself and had only been a few years old, and he was also a disciple of Lingzhi, had forced himself into such a situation. He is not a disciple of Lingzhi, and he is just looking for a place to settle in Luoxialing, usually mainly to do tasks, and for decades, whether it is combat power or experience, he is far beyond the dialect, who knows that what he met today is completely different, which makes him feel miserable.

Through this period of time, he also agreed, at this time the dialect is consuming his spiritual power, but he can't figure out where the dialect comes from so many talismans, you must know that with his own net worth, it is impossible to buy hundreds of talismans and put them on his body, and usually he only heard that the dialect elixir earned some spirit stones, but it will not be so rich, this has been used up to a hundred, and if it goes on like this, if he doesn't wait for the dialect to start, he will be exhausted by his spiritual power and slaughtered by others.

After several rounds passed, the dialect talisman still did not decrease, as if it could not be used up, Chang Bao was frightened at this time, he couldn't wait any longer, he had to use the killer weapon given to him by Mu Jiahui, otherwise the spiritual power on his body would not be enough to urge.

At this time, the people outside the arena were also eye-opening, originally seeing the life and death fight between the two monks of the fifth level of qi refining, everyone didn't think it would be so intense, but it had not been a long time, and it was just fresh to rush over. Who knew that these two people were ruthless people, they were late-stage spiritual pets, and they were high-level magic weapons when they raised their hands, and there was even one person who didn't want money, and the whole scene was thrilling.

The most nervous are Mu Jiahui and the others, the two big killing weapons on Chang Bao's body are borrowed by them, if they are killed by Fang Yan, the winner can take all the items, then they will be miserable, and it is impossible to expect Fang Yan to return it. Bao was forced to this step by the dialect, and the two almost scolded, because they gave him something back, but they didn't see him use it, and if they continued like this, they wouldn't have a chance to use it.

Suddenly, Chang Bao took out an item from the storage bag, and Mu Jiahui felt relieved, and secretly scolded him for being too stupid, such a killing weapon should have been used a long time ago, causing him to worry about it for so long in vain. As soon as Chang Bao took it out, he desperately poured spiritual power into it, and this kind of understanding of the Eastern and Western dialects was a talisman treasure, and several people were really willing to spend the money, and even such a good thing was prepared.

Fang Yan also has a talisman treasure on his body, which was left by Liu Mingyuan back then, and he has been putting it on Fang Yan's body, and he immediately took it out, while throwing out talismans to Chang Bao from time to time, while desperately pouring spiritual power into the talisman treasure.

The surroundings suddenly became silent, many monks knew the rune treasure, but the vast majority of them did not have the opportunity to have it, this kind of Jindan ancestor is not easy to make special talismans, very precious, ordinary monks are difficult to see in their lives, let alone have it, and now the two mid-stage monks on the life and death platform are one each, when even the rune treasure has become a big road goods, all the people present widened their eyes.

Not to mention the people in the audience, Chang Bao on the other side of the dialect was terrified, and the newcomer who had been looking down on him was now cornered and wanted to use a rune treasure to turn the tables, but he didn't think that the other party also had one, there is nothing more funny in this world, Chang Bao really wanted to cry for a moment, and he still desperately put the last bit of spiritual power in his body into the rune treasure.

With a "hum", the two rune treasures flew up at the same time, and a sword flew towards each other in an instant, Fang Yan controlled the golden small sword and slammed into the knife-shaped rune treasure, only to hear an earth-shattering loud noise, the two rune treasures collided together in the air, emitting a dazzling light, and the entire life and death platform was shrouded in a strong light.

Soon the light dissipated, and there was a person standing straight on the platform of life and death, slightly tall and thin, with a pale face, and a few large holes in the yellow robe on his body, hunting in the wind, this is not a dialect. There were still a few vines on Chang Bao's body that had not been dissolved, and there was a blood mark on his eyebrows, and it took a while for blood to gubble out.

The black claws were full of blood, and his body was also charred black, and the scale armor on his body had fallen off in many places, and he grinned as if he was smiling, but his appearance was really hideous. The unicorn had fallen to the ground, but it had strangely become smaller, and its scales hung limply on its body.

Needless to say, it must have been commanded by Fang Yan to use the refining ghost fire, and when the dazzling light lit up, it killed the unicorn in an instant. And the dialect is the use of the wooden rattan talisman, under the cover of the talisman with the magic vine to bind Chang Bao, and then use the silver needle to kill it, all of this is done in the moment of that dazzling light, the dialect does not want to expose all his hole cards in public, there is no way to use the rune treasure.

Next, Fang Yan cleaned up the scene, picked up the two rune treasures, put away the body of the unicorn, and then hung the storage bag on Chang Bao's waist, and then put the black evil into the spirit beast bag, and hugged the white-clothed disciple, and the white-clothed disciple woke up like a dream, opened and forbade Fang Yan to come out.

Just like when he stepped on stage, Fang Yan quietly walked off the stage, but everyone's eyes changed, and everyone present looked dull one by one, and after he walked off the stage, Edgeworth flew away. After a full pillar of incense, there was a chaotic sound of "boom" in front of the life and death platform, and everyone was talking about it, with high-level pets, and earth-shattering runic treasures, such a battle was only afraid that there were very few disciples in the later stage, and the two mid-stage disciples just now ended this scene on this life and death platform.

This battle of life and death is destined to be deeply remembered by all those present, it has spread to all corners of the sect in just a short time, and the dialect is much more popular this time than planting the golden-topped bamboo sunflower, almost every monk in the qi refining period is inquiring about the news of the dialect, and even Luoxialing has become famous.

At this time, Fang Yan had returned home, and came to the practice room in Qingluan's surprised eyes, they were all frightened these days, and it was easy to wait until Fang Yan came back and encountered a life and death fight, and now he finally came back safely, and he was a little injured, and a few people didn't dare to ask more, so they walked over from the front.

At this time, Fang Yan did suffer some injuries, if he hadn't insisted on refining his body for a long time, I am afraid that he would be seriously injured, and the spiritual power emitted by the collision of runes and treasures was not something that ordinary monks could easily bear, so as soon as the life and death battle was over, he hurried back home.

There are also those who are more injured than dialects, that is, Mu Jiahui and Chen Chun, but they are injured in their hearts, their hearts are dripping blood, the talisman treasure and the spirit beast have spent most of their money, borrowed from others, and they thought that they could get it back from the dialect, but they even took all the profits into it, which made them take what to return, and at this moment the two of them even had the heart to die.

Life is a tragicomedy, and monks are no exception. At this time, Fang Yan was quietly healing in the practice room, no longer paying attention to everything outside, and while healing, he was also realizing this battle, this kind of high-level battle, Fang Yan was also encountering it for the first time, and he had to digest and absorb this experience well, which would also be of great help to his future cultivation.

The black demon was put into the soul card by Fang Yan, this time it was not lightly injured, but with its amazing recovery ability, maybe it was faster than Fang Yan's recovery, after feeding a few ghost crystals, Fang Yan swallowed the healing pill, and stayed in it until dusk, only to finally recover most of it, as long as he didn't fight with people in the past few days, it would be fine.

The matter of the dialect has long been spread here, just when the dialect is healing, there is an endless stream of people in his small courtyard, only a few people such as the Xia brothers come to congratulate, and most of the others are disciples who besieged the small courtyard yesterday, and each of them handed over dozens or hundreds of spirit stones to Juwang, with an extremely humble attitude, just to tell Juwang about the dialect, and don't say anything else.

At first, they couldn't figure it out, but then they slowly figured it out, and the scene of the battle also heard a rough idea, although they didn't see it with their own eyes, but the fierce scene at that time can be imagined, the dialect was so powerful, and it was inconspicuous to accumulate such strength, which made them all a little unbelievable. When the dialect came out, several people were afraid, who would have thought that this delicate and modest young man would create such a prestige.

It wasn't until Fang Yan laughed and scolded that a few people came back to their senses, of course, it was a fortunate thing for their master to be so powerful, they all jumped up happily, and the yard was suddenly full of laughter. Juwang told Fang Yan about the spirit stone sent by someone, and he didn't care too much about it, but after counting it, he found that there were as many as 10,000 yuan, which was several times the harvest of Lingtian, and Bao's death frightened them.

However, Fang Yan did not get carried away with this, this life and death battle exposed his net worth, and many people are probably beating his idea, so many talismans are smashed out without money, how rich you have to be to do it. So Fang Yan instructed Qingluan to continue to open the Five Elements Huanhua Array during this time, stay in the yard if you have nothing to do, and try not to go out.

After resting for the night, the dialect was basically restored, and he was about to go out to the Hall of Merit to hand in the task, which he was going to go there a long time ago, but was disturbed by a series of things. At this time, Ju Wang came over and told him that someone was visiting, so Fang Yan came to the living room, one, it was Zong Hai, who had not been seen for a long time, the former great disciple of the outer gate, and now he is already a disciple of the inner door, I heard that he is also famous for his diligence in the inner gate, known as a cultivator, and he has somehow time to come over today.

Fang Yan hurriedly bowed his hand, Zong Hai smiled and arched his hand, and said to Fang Yan: "Senior Brother Fang is hidden deep enough, even Senior Brother doesn't know that Senior Brother is so strong, he is worthy of being one of my generation, I knew that this was the case, and I should have invited Senior Brother to participate in these missions." ”

"Senior Brother Grandma laughed, how dare the senior brother compare this cultivation with the senior brother, but he can't be so praised by the senior brother. ”

Zong Hai glanced meaningfully and said: "Senior disciple, don't be too humble, now no one in the sect knows the name of the junior brother, and they are all saying that Luoxialing's dialect combat power is comparable to that of the later monks, and it is a strong contender for the next **** inner disciples." He is young and golden, and he is the richest man among the disciples of the outer gate, and he will definitely cultivate to a great advance in the future, and he has even booked a place in the inner gate. ”

"Who is arranging the junior brother like this, this person must not be at ease, the junior brother is only in the middle stage of cultivation now, it is difficult to say whether he can enter the late stage, how dare he hope for the inner door now. But when it comes to Duojin, it must be because I saw that the junior brother used a lot of talismans that day, these are all made by the junior brother himself, and it doesn't cost a few spirit stones, and the talisman treasure is just a residual treasure, and it has just arrived, and it cost the junior brother's entire net worth. Fang Yan said with a straight face.

Zong Hai's pupils shrank, and he stared at Fang Yan tightly: "Senior brother can also make talismans, not only is the spirit planting technique superb, but he also practiced talisman making at the same time, junior brother is simply a genius." ”

"This is even more unaffordable, the junior brother is just a beginner, and the success rate is not high, and these talismans have also been accumulated for a short time, and it takes seven or eight percent to compete in a fight. And now you can only make low-level talismans, thanks to the fact that the raw materials are all grown by yourself and collected at a low price, otherwise you will definitely lose all your money. ”

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