"Hey, a doppelganger? No, with your kid's cultivation, how can there be a doppelganger. Please search for ()!The fastest updated you kid really has a lot of tricks, but what can this be, just lingering. The sudden appearance of the demon body made Hongyun's eyes stare at her, but she was still very confident in her strength, and no matter how much Fang Yan moved, it was just a death struggle.

"Hehe, I can't imagine that the mysterious Red Cloud Sect Master is actually a Demon Sect Monk, but now the Nanyue Demon Sect Cultivator is being shouted and beaten everywhere, and the Sect Master is not afraid of being finely measured?"

Besides, after the demon body appeared, it immediately shared most of the pressure for the dialect, and for some reason, the demon body did not react much to the strange aura of that red flower. This made Fang Yan's heart settle down a little, and then caused the demon body to urge a few magic weapons to block in front of the main body, and the blood that was almost boiling in the body suddenly calmed down.

"You, good boy, I didn't expect you to know so much about the Demon Gate Exercises. Hmph, even if it does, as long as this seat kills all the people who peep through it every time, you must know that the dead will not speak. Hongyun was slightly stunned by the dialect, and then became murderous, and said coldly.

From the scene, the appearance of the body has not changed much, and it is trapped in the waves and petals like the dialect itself, and no matter how hard it struggles, it cannot be freed. But she never expected that the situation inside was far from what it seemed, and the threat brought by that red flower to Fang Yan had just been alleviated, and his counterattack had already begun.

Whether it is the turbulent waves or the endless petals, in the final analysis, it is all the mana of the red cloud, and it is natural for others to feel a headache, because the spell attack is the most difficult to prevent. But the other party's dialect was completely different, this kind of attack had almost no effect on him, and he was once known as the nemesis of the water attribute monk during the Eight Great Sect Competition, and it was by no means a waste of fame.

The dialect body didn't dare to try it at will, but the demon body didn't have too many scruples, and even if it operated the Heaven Devouring Demon Skill, it carefully sucked the mana that was constantly surging around it into its body. It didn't take long for the feeling of oppression that was entangled around the demon body to quickly weaken, and only a few magic weapons could resist the continuous mana attacks with just a few urges, and even the pressure on the body was significantly reduced.

On the surface, Fang Yan still pretended to be struggling to resist, but his body no longer tried to retreat backwards, but instead tried to urge the Soul Bead to use the power of ice and snow to prop up a barrier for himself. Hongyun didn't notice this small action at all, and was still urging her two magic weapons, and the mana all over her body was continuously injected into it, wanting to trap Fang Yan in it and slowly drag it to death.

But how could she have expected that such hard work would fulfill the dialect, because he was the most afraid of such a war of attrition from his opponent, even if it was a Jindan monk. The only difference between him and the cultivators of the same rank in this battle was that the opponent's mana was too vast, and it was not enough to just use the Heaven Devouring Demon to exhaust the opponent, so he would not be defeated immediately.

Moreover, from the time the two of them shot to the present, Fang Yan faintly felt that the attack power of this Red Cloud Sect Master was actually not strong, and there was still a gap compared to the several Jindan Demon Cultivators he had encountered. It's just that her methods are very different from theirs, although the attack is not not sharp, but the technique is difficult for people to adapt, especially the red flower is quite difficult, it can actually affect the blood of the monk.

Other than that, this person was lackluster in other aspects, and did not show the overwhelming superiority that a Jindan monk should have, so that the pressure on Fang Yan suddenly decreased after he summoned the demon body. Maybe this is related to her major exercises, and then thinking of Zhong Lingyu's cultivation, Fang Yan can't help but have a bold guess, it is likely that she is a Jindan who has cultivated by taking shortcuts, and she is not a real Jindan monk.

Empty cultivation but unable to convert into a powerful attack, the Jindan monk who has been tricked has its fatal weakness after all. However, this is also relatively speaking, if it weren't for an opponent like Shang Yan, who happened to have a way to restrain her, even a few more late-stage foundation building monks would be trapped alive by her, or killed by those petals that triggered the bloodline to explode their bodies.

Now that the opponent's strength has been proven by the dialect, he has no scruples about making a move next, and he has repeated the same tricks he used to deal with the disciples of the Lanyue Sect, and this time there is also a demon body that is good at this way. Soon, the surrounding water vapor slowly began to dissipate, and the red flowers gradually faded away, and then disappeared without a trace, but Fang Yan and his demon body became more free, no longer like before.

Not only that, but Fang Yan also changed his tendency to retreat in a hurry, but instead scrambled deep into the water waves with the demon body, lest he was not trapped by the water clouds. Hongyun was suddenly surprised, but how could she know the true situation of Fang Yan at the moment, the speed at which the demon body devoured the spiritual power was too fast, forcing his body to move forward step by step, not daring to stay away half a step.

"What's going on?" such a rapid devouring of spiritual power naturally made Hongyun sense the rapid loss of mana, and what she didn't expect was that the dialect that had turned around and wanted to flee just now took the initiative to threaten it in the blink of an eye. The scene in front of her was completely unexpected, but she couldn't figure out what was wrong, and the small repair of the foundation that she thought was in her hands on now seemed to have become a little difficult.

Although he didn't know what happened to Fang Yan, he was just a foundation building monk and could not be mistaken, Hongyun condensed his mana again without thinking, and used the means that only Jindan monks could master, trying his best to mobilize the surrounding heaven and earth vitality, infusing it into a large area of water waves, desperately maintaining the mana oppression of Fang Yan.

Who knew that this kind of bullying method still did not make much difference in the situation, and the dialect was not stopped by her methods at all, and it was still pressing towards her step by step. At this time, Hongyun finally felt a little flustered, and bit the tip of his tongue hard, and a mouthful of essence blood sprayed towards the red flower, trying to enhance the power of this natal magic weapon.

I saw that the blood light of the red flower several feet big flickered, and countless fine petals flew around in an instant, and flew towards the dialect overwhelmingly, but they were all blocked by the demon body and fell all over his body. Originally, these petals, no matter what creature they fell on, would cause the opponent's blood and qi to surge and appear abnormal, but the dialect had no effect at all, and he saw that the two dialects, one in front and one behind, were getting closer and closer to him.

Hongyun subconsciously took two steps back, but quickly stood up, even she herself was surprised how she could be confused by a foundation building monk. But as the dialect approached, a cold breath followed, and the erratic bead in mid-air almost flew above her head, so that Hongyun had to be distracted to resist.

The offensive and defensive situation has completely changed, a Jindan monk was gradually suppressed by the dialect, no matter how the situation is, anyone will come, and the few Red Flower Society monks who were waiting to be captured suddenly became impatient and wanted to do something for their own sect leader.

Hearing Hongshuang stop drinking, several monks standing beside her, Qi Lingyu and Qing Luan, immediately flew towards them. As long as they are taken down first, they can be used to blackmail the dialect, or at least they can distract him, which is a good calculation.

"The dignified Red Cloud Sect Master turned out to be a person who went back on his word, which really made Fang, a junior, laugh at him. Fang Yan was out of the predicament, and what was happening here was immediately noticed, and immediately Yun said loudly.

"Stand down for me, hum, do you think this seat is no longer good, and if you use some means, you will really be subjected. Hongyun's face suddenly turned ashamed, he was already bullied like this by a low-level monk, and he was so ridiculed by the other party, he was really ashamed in his heart.