"Soul Dao friend, at this rate, this crack can be completely repaired in a few hours, but it is a lot earlier. After the Emperor of War leaned out his divine sense and probed in the direction of Tongling Peak, he said loudly, with a sense of relief in his tone.

"Yes, I can't think of it, fortunately, there has been no leakage of the breath of true demon qi in the recent period, and there is no high-level demon attack, it is estimated that the news came out last time, and several Taoist friends are about to arrive, but let them run in vain. The soul Taoist made a trick in his hand, and after finishing speaking, he didn't forget to glance at Fang Yan a few times, and saw that Fang Yan was still concentrating on urging the hand trick, and the thunder light on his body was still there, but his face did not have the horror he had when he first came, and he couldn't help but nod.

The soul Dao people have to admit that they still underestimate the role of dialects, the crack that originally took a month to be bridged, with the help of dialects, it saved one-third of the time, and now that twenty days have passed, there is only a slight crack left, and today it can be completely closed, and there is no need to worry about the true demon qi leaking out of it to attract the attention of the Demon Venerable, but in the recent past, the formation outside the Tongling Peak has not fluctuated as before, I don't know if the fluctuation will appear again in the future, this crack will be opened again.

The dialect that is still condensing the runes, but there are other plans in his heart, twenty days of non-stop observation, the dialect finally mastered the law of the appearance of the light on the mountain of flesh and blood, after repeated verification, it is already eight or nine, and the dialect now has to consider whether he should risk probing the divine sense mana into it to see what this light is.

A few days ago, you could hesitate, but today is the last moment, if this crack is bridged, it is impossible to go deeper into it, it seems that the Qiankun pot is also aware of the urgency of the matter, although it is not like the purple spirit or the nonsense of the divine sense communication, but Fang Yan feels that in the past two days, the Qiankun pot has sent a bit of anxiety to himself.

Looking through the only remaining cracks, the dialect can sense that those negative breaths have accumulated again, according to the law summarized before, a moment later is the moment when the light flashes, if you miss it again this time, you will really miss it, it will not appear again in a few hours, and the crack will definitely be sealed at that time.

"Dry. Fang Yan secretly sighed in his heart, and then threw the two pills into his mouth, although his mana and divine sense had not been consumed more than half, but after penetrating into the crack, in the face of those chaotic breaths, who knows how much it needs to be consumed to be able to get close to the light, in fact, Fang Yan has no confidence in whether he can reach it.

The breath of that mountain of flesh and blood is so powerful just by naturally emanating, and Fang Yan doesn't know what will happen to his divine consciousness mana when he enters it, even if it is only for a moment, it doesn't seem that he can resist as a Yuan Infant Cultivator, fortunately, with this big array to resist, it is a big deal to cut off the released divine consciousness, although the loss is not small, it will not hurt the fundamentals, it is just a few months of cultivation recovery, if you don't test it, you are still a little unwilling after all, and you don't expect to get anything, at least you have to explore what makes the Qiankun pot move like this。

At the beginning, Fang Yan still wondered if the Soul Dao Man really couldn't detect it, but these days he confirmed that the Soul Dao Man was indeed as he expected, and he couldn't detect the crack as he did, and several times Fang Yan noticed that the Soul Dao Man's divine consciousness swept through the crack, and he also had contact with his own divine consciousness, but it was only a sweep, and there was no movement to stop.

Now that he has made a decision in his heart, Fang Yan didn't think about it anymore, and at this moment, Fang Yan looked focused, carefully sensing the subtle fluctuations behind the crack, waiting for that fleeting opportunity.

Finally, the chaotic aura of the divine consciousness attached to the rune of the dialect detected the crack and trembled, and it was at this moment, without the slightest hesitation, the mana on the dialect's body suddenly flowed a little faster, and then the divine consciousness that was stuck on the crack penetrated it for the first time.

Ahh Evil, all kinds of breath are like flies that see blood, and they rushed towards the divine consciousness of the dialect, and a stream of demonic intent immediately invaded it, and in an instant, the dialect realized that most of his divine consciousness was defiled, and the shocked dialect in his heart did not stop, and urged more divine consciousness mana into it, and tried his best to go towards the top of the mountain of flesh and blood, what the dialect needed to do now was to wait for the flash of light, and then sweep the only remaining divine consciousness to the past.

As for the many breaths along the divine consciousness towards the dialect, the dialect ignored it, these demonic aura were blocked by the large array when they reached the crack, only a very small number of demonic intent passed through the crack, and the evil spirit on the dialect's body has been circulating, these days, I don't know how many traces of demonic aura have been erased, this time it is more, and the dialect is also sure that they will not damage their own divine soul at all.

The words are complicated, in fact, in an instant, the light flashed out as expected by the dialect, and at this moment, the soul of the dialect already felt tired, and was polluted by many breaths, which was instantaneous, and it also made the dialect a little unbearable, but after this light flashed, the pressure of the dialect suddenly lightened, and an ethereal and ethereal breath swept through the consciousness, indescribably refreshing, this is the power of the light?

A thought flashed in Fang Yan's heart, but his movements were not slow at all, when he urged his divine sense to sweep towards the mountain of flesh and blood, this light would soon fade away, and whether he could detect or even collect a little depends on this instant.

Suddenly, an alarm was born, and the wriggling mountain of flesh and blood suddenly became much more violent at this moment, and a breath suddenly burst out of it, coming straight towards the divine consciousness of the dialect.

What is this? The power of filth, which was a hundred times more violent than the previous chaotic aura, instantly swallowed a large part of the dialect's divine consciousness, and the dialect outside immediately fell into a drowsy, and the frightened dialect in his heart forced himself to make his divine consciousness clear, and he didn't care to probe the light, and immediately withdrew his divine consciousness, only to find that it was too late, and his divine consciousness after penetrating the crack had been completely swallowed, and there was no longer any left.

The changes in Fang Yan's body could not be concealed from the two ancestors of the War Emperor and the Soul Dao Man on the side, seeing the last moment, Fang Yan's body was once again thunderous, but the two of them didn't say much, these days, they have long known that the dialect with the evil and thunder is enough to resist the invasion of demonic intent.

"The devil is really bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, these days, he has encountered dozens of demonic attacks, and you seem to have only two times. The relaxed Battle Emperor Chao Soul Daoist said with a smile.

"Thinking about it, the true demonic qi also underestimated this junior, but a little demonic intent can't help him, but why is there such a demonic intent leaking out, I don't know, the crack is you and I are difficult to find out, but this should be the last time, in less than half an hour this crack will be completely closed, and there will be fluctuations in the future, I will also find out in time, there should not be such a big crack this time. The Soul Daoist said slowly.

"No, how could there be such a violent demonic intent invading out, it's not good, this is the true demonic qi. Suddenly, the soul Dao man shouted in a low voice, the movements in his hands had already stopped, but he urged the exercises again and again, and a defensive shield blocked in front of him.

"True demonic spirit? That kid is going to suffer. The War Emperor also noticed that something was wrong, and shouted, which also urged the defensive technique, and the rolling battle intent immediately filled the surroundings.

As he spoke, subtle and undetectable black lines had already appeared, and they immediately split into three and shot towards the three of them in the Soul Dao Human Battle Emperor dialect.

The thunder light on Fang Yan's body is still flickering, but the War Emperor made a voice of regret, the evil spirit and thunder are the demon nemesis, but the dialect cultivation is too low, and there are only a few evil spirits and thunders, and the previous demonic intent may be able to be wiped out, but this trace of true demon qi is not something that these evil spirits can resist, just when the two ancestors thought that Fang Yan was directly wiped out, a piece of starlight suddenly flashed on Fang Yan's body, and a magic robe suddenly exuded his power.

"It's a pity that his cultivation is still a little lower. Sensing this power, the Soul Dao Man and the War Emperor let out a sigh in unison.

(Thanks to the 'I'm not Aku' Taoist friends for their encouragement)