Fang Yan didn't think that the ghost yin would have a helper, but he didn't expect it to be such a battle, just when he noticed a distraction breath, Fang Yan decided that the ghost yin finally arrived at the moment, almost at the same time two other directions also flashed two distracting breaths, in an instant, Fang Yan knew where his previous judgment was wrong, with such strength, no wonder the ghost yin didn't care about himself at all, and rushed straight to kill.

Before Fang Yan could find out who the master of these breaths was, he sensed that a formation aura was extended, and in an instant, the three sides closed together, enveloping themselves in it along with the large array he had arranged.

When he just noticed the three distractions, Fang Yan's heart froze, and he still had the idea of leaving immediately, but after the other party urged the formation, Fang Yan had no such plan, dealing with himself alone, and using such a means, even if there were two more distracted monks, they would definitely not be such a character as Cangdao and that, and one of them was still in the early stage of distraction, even if he was defeated, there would not be much problem in retreating.

Unexpectedly, for the sake of a distracted early stage monk, the ghost yin actually disregarded his face, invited two helpers, where is this to deal with his own distraction of the early stage of the battle, eighty percent is still because of the sequelae of his own killing Qiu Lanzi, thinking of this, Fang Yan can't help but feel a little vigilant in his heart, he seems to be a little carried away during this time, if the ghost yin is shameless, please more monks, or invite two existences such as Cangdao and this, although he still has the confidence to protect himself, but it will definitely not be easy, it is difficult to say that he will not be injured, then it is really wronged。

Shaking his head, he shook off the thoughts in his head, now is not the time to dwell on these, but to see what helpers the ghost yin has invited, and what means he wants to rely on to trap himself, the other three did not step into the valley, and the dialect did not urge the large array on his side, but only urged the divine consciousness to concentrate and scan out.

After a while, Fang Yan's expression changed slightly, and it was true that there was a formation around him, but this formation was slightly different from the formation he was proficient in, and as soon as his divine consciousness swept over, there was a cold aura, like a powerful ghost and a ghost, and it invaded the divine consciousness in an instant, and a stream of bloodthirsty intent immediately rushed into the divine soul of the dialect, that is, the condensation of the dialect divine consciousness could be compared to the middle stage of the divine consciousness was also damaged.

The formation of the ghost cultivation lineage?Aware of the dialect of this breath, even if he senses the strangeness of these breaths, his eyes can't help but be cold, these soul breaths are not illusory, but real, I don't know how many monks and demon beasts can be killed, so there can be so many divine souls, and only then can there be such a formation.

Such a formation can be described as extremely difficult for a monk with strong blood, and so many bloodthirsty souls, if they are all urged to break through the defense, one bite is enough to devour a distracted monk cleanly.

The strength of the cultivation world is respected, and Fang Yan has also refined the body and soul of a monk or a demon beast, and there are now two bodies of distracted mid-stage monks in his Qiankun pot, these things are just due to strength, and the so-called good and evil in the mortal world have nothing to do with it, but the formation in front of him is not so, imprisoning thousands of gods and souls in the formation, and there is no chance of liberation from life to life, and there is no chance of reincarnation, but this is no longer the practice of monks, it is almost demonic, and it is somewhat similar to the demon of the black demon world。

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed in Fang Yan's heart, and at the end, he sneered slightly, if it was someone else, it might be difficult to deal with it, but if the ghost yin wanted to rely on such a formation to deal with himself, it would be wrong, such a filthy and feminine thing, the thunder and evil thunder light on his body are natural restraints, and they have also been revealed a little bit before, and the ghost yin should have sensed it when he wiped out the ghost face flag, but now the ghost yin still arranged this big array, I don't know what he plans to fight, or he thinks that the thunder power on his body is not a climate？

Thinking about this, the corners of Fang Yan's mouth raised slightly, there are indeed not many thunders, the number is not enough to bombard these divine souls, and it should not be a big problem to protect his side, and there will be no existence comparable to the Black Yan Demon Venerable Divine Soul here.

Instead of immediately urging the Gang Thunder Breath and urging the exercises to protect the Divine Consciousness, the dialect swept towards the two and several distraction breaths in the big array again, even if it was invaded, it was better to have a general understanding of a few people.

"It turns out that there are still two old people, Crane Bailing Daoyou and Hua Daoyou, who have not seen each other for many years, so don't come unharmed. ”

In an instant, Fang Yan sensed the breath of the three distracting monks, and couldn't help but pause slightly, it was actually the three of them, the ghost yin was not unexpected, but he didn't expect that the other two were also the characters he had missed, although he Bailing had not seen each other when he besieged and killed him, but he had also felt his breath in the Senran scroll, not to mention the ancestor of the Hua family, if it wasn't for him a few days ago, he wouldn't have stayed there, and there would be no today's thing, I can't think of how he was there without him, but today he got together with the ghost yinzi, maybe this is also fateThe dialect is a little strange in his heart.

As for the few Yuanying monks who seemed to be standing in the eye of the array behind the three distracted monks, Fang Yan didn't have the heart to explore what was going on, and the moment he detected the breath of the three distracted monks, the rumbling sound of the dialect immediately sounded, and it entered the large array that gradually closed around him.

The sentence seems to have not seen an old friend for many years, but the tone is not half warm, implying the sound of attack power, just like a rumbling thunder towards the formation to kill, only to see a terrible scream in the large array that has just been closed, but it is a lot of weak ghosts and ghosts have been damaged, and then rushed to a few monks, the distraction monk is okay, but a few Yuanying monks were immediately shocked, and almost went wrong, fortunately, there is only this sound, and there are distracted seniors in front of the block, after a few people urge the exercises, the churning qi in the body is blood pressure, but the heart is a little more nervous, the so-called fairy fight imp suffered, although there are distracted monks to take care of them, they are not stronger than their own strength after all.

The voice calmed down, and there were still a few words of unbelief before, but at this moment, whether it was He Bailing, the ancestor of the Hua family, or Hua Langshan, they all clearly sensed that the owner of this voice was the dialect of the year, and it was by no means a body of grabbing, and everyone was prepared in their hearts, and when they confirmed it in person, the expression on their faces still changed a little.

"Fang Yan, don't move such a small means, hand over that magic weapon, and you and I can still have a good fate. Already shrouded in the dialect in the formation, the ghost yinzi suppressed the slight uneasiness before, and shouted towards the dialect, but the voice of the dialect just now was no longer mentioned by Hongshi, as if it was really a greeting.

Hearing the words of the ghost yinzi, Fang Yan couldn't help sneering in his heart, to such a point, he actually thought about himself, could he really think that he was an ignorant child, but in the face of three distracted monks, and there were a few Yuanying monks behind him who urged the formation, Fang Yan wanted not only to escape, but also to bombard and even kill one or two of these people, if he wanted to do this, he also had to look at the opportunity.

Finding that the dialect was silent, the crane Bailing on the side was a little impatient, and the dialect that was already shrouded in the formation quietly below, shouted at the ghost yin on his side: "So make a mystery, ghost yin, what are you talking about." ”

He is not polite with the dialect, the ancestor of the Hua family over there showed the same look, for the dialect, he has a few more hatreds than these two, Hua Tianyu, who was bombarded by the dialect back then, is still on his father Hua Lang Mountain, and in time may become another leading figure of the Hua family, but he was killed by the dialect in the middle of the Yuan Infant.

Where is the ghost yin zi really scruples, but his magic weapon is in the hands of the other party, in which the divine sense imprint is blocked, if it can be taken back safely, it is naturally very satisfied, that is, it is known that this kind of thing is difficult to happen, and it is still necessary to try, at this moment, I noticed the emotions of the two companions, and then looked at the dialect below, the ghost yin zi no longer said much, and snorted: "Since you are so ignorant, then don't blame us for being polite, kill." ”