Before the dialect had entered the village, a loud whistle was heard, and soon, dozens of strong men gathered in the village, where there was no human figure in the village, each with a weapon in his hand.

Fang Yan looked at the dozens of people opposite in surprise, I don't know how they found out, it is the night of the Black Demon Realm, the already gray sky is even darker, I thought I could enter the village without knowing it, but I didn't think that I was discovered before I got close to the village.

The weapon dialect in the other party's hand didn't pay attention to it, it was just some ordinary metal products, without a trace of mana fluctuations, and these things did not pose a threat to the current dialect at all.

Seeing that the dialect continued to advance, there was a shout from the crowd in the village, and there were a few chirps, but the dialect didn't understand the other party's words at all, and could only be sure that the other party was using the language of the devil, although he devoured dozens of demon hearts just now, but the language in the memory of those low-level demon pawns was not systematic at all, just some simple tone words, could it be that these people in front of him are also demons?

Fang Yan continued to walk forward, the shouts in the village became louder, and several javelins were thrown out, but some wooden javelins, not even a little metal spear head, Fang Yan waved his hand twice, swept the javelin that hit him aside, felt the power in the javelin, Fang Yan's cognition of these people went up to a new level, this power is enough to compare with the monks of the high-level Qi refining, the wooden javelin actually has the attack power of a medium-grade magic weapon.

Finding that their attack did not have the effect it should have, the crowd in the village was also surprised, several people gathered together, seemed to discuss a few words, and then, the three people joined hands to form a circle, and their feet kept moving, and an inexplicable force poured out from the three people.

Fang Yan felt this power, this is not a trick used by the devil, it is obviously a monk's trick, but it is a trick used by a body monk, gathering the strength of several people, and sending out a blow, which is enough to kill people beyond the level.

Although the attacks of the three people still couldn't hurt Fang Yan, Fang Yan still sacrificed the peach miasma armor, because he suddenly sensed that there seemed to be a force hiding in the shadows in the village, as if it was ready to sneak up on him.

The attack of the three people was quickly sent out, and a light and shadow several feet long came out from the three of them, and after gathering and taking shape, it was the appearance of a flying sword, but Fang Yan was taken aback when he saw this, and the illusion attack was not a trick that these people could use.

The flying sword attacked the dialect at great speed, but now the peach miasma armor of the dialect is comparable to the best treasure weapon, far from being able to hurt these few people, even if the three of them work together, it is useless.

Just after Fang Yan scattered the sword shadow in front of him, the three people in the village seemed to be out of strength, and a few shouts came from Fang Yan's ears, but they made Fang Yan happy.

The hidden aura was no longer hidden at this moment, and it seemed that with his ability, he was far from being an opponent in dialects, and jumped out of the shadows and ran towards the three people who fell to the ground.

The rest of the crowd was still shouting, but none of them retreated, their eyes full of grief and indignation, staring at the dialects that were getting closer and closer.

"You might understand me?"

The dialect shouted.

"Huh?"

Surprised expressions appeared in the eyes of everyone who heard the voice of the tongue.

Seeing this situation, Fang Yan knew that he had heard it correctly, but the other party was able to understand his own words, and just when the three people fell to the ground, Fang Yan heard a few sounds, which was human language, but the other party only shouted twice, and the dialect could not be determined, so he tried to speak.

It's just that the other party didn't put down the weapon in his hand because of the dialect said a word, still staring at his eyes full of hostility, the dialect was a little puzzled, it is said that at the same time human beings, it shouldn't be like this, the dialect looked at himself suspiciously, and then he knew the truth of the matter, it turned out that in the black demon world, the dialect has long been accustomed to shrouding the black devil qi around him at any time, and the person opposite only sees a cloud of black devil qi, which is not the most significant feature of the devil.

Fang Yan knew that he had placed an oolong, and hurriedly put the black demon qi around his body into the peach miasma armor, revealing his original human body.

"You might understand me?"

The dialect asked again.

"Immortal Master?" An old but surprised voice came from the crowd, although the pitch changed slightly, but it was definitely human language. It's just that why I call myself an immortal master, but I don't know the dialect.

"You're calling me?"

"Immortal Master, is it really an Immortal Master?" Not only the old man just now, but the rest of the people also shouted, putting away the weapons in their hands one after another, all showing a look of surprise.

Fang Yan touched his nose, not knowing what was happening, and seeing that the other party's hostility was completely gone, Fang Yan stepped into the village, and everyone moved out of the way.

Fang Yan saw a girl about ten years old who was rescuing three men lying on the ground, using the practice of soul cultivation, but the girl's cultivation was very shallow, seeing her sweating profusely, Fang Yan walked over and put his palm on the girl's shoulder.

The voices that had just calmed down suddenly sounded again: "Don't hurt Liu'er." ”

But then he was pressed down by the old man: "Shut up, the immortal master is helping Liu'er." ”

Sure enough, seeing Liu Er's somewhat tired look, after Fang Yan put his hand on it, he quickly became energetic, and the person lying on the ground quickly woke up.

"How dare you hurt Liu'er?" The young man who had just woken up did not know the origin of the dialect, and as soon as he woke up, he found a stranger's hand on Xiao Liu'er's shoulder, and as soon as he held it with both hands, he raised a machete beside him and cut it down towards the dialect.

The people who were paying attention on the side just had time to shout: "Huang Fan can't." Immediately I was shocked by the scene in front of me, only to see the whistling machete, just a foot away from the dialect, suddenly stopped, the bottom of the machete is just a finger of the dialect, you know, Huang Fan is one of the three people with the greatest strength and the strongest body in the whole village, and the other two are the two lying on the ground.

But this time, it also made everyone more recognized the identity of the dialect, and he was able to stop the strongest warrior's big knife with one finger, and his face did not change, who was not an immortal master.

Huang Fan, who was stopped from attacking, didn't think so, he lived so big, even if he was a powerful demon pawn, he had killed a lot, and he had never been so humiliated, but then he found out the gap between himself and the other party, and he used all his strength, the machete in his hand couldn't move a single point, and when Huang Fan, who was flushed, was still unconvinced, another young man also woke up, and when he saw this situation, he also picked up the hardwood stick next to him and smashed it down at Fang Yan.

This time, everyone didn't even bother to remind them, and they were all watching how the dialect was resolved.

The dialect did not disappoint them, and after blocking the giant wooden stick with a finger and a machete, the giant wooden stick was also like being sucked in, and no matter how hard the young man tried, he couldn't pull it back.

Everyone looked like this, and their hearts were even more sure of the dialect, and as the third person also woke up and joined the ranks of attacking the dialect, it was still one finger, and after caging all the weapons of the three people together, the old man finally spoke.

"Huang Fan, Huang Wu, Huang Han, don't stop yet, this is the immortal master in the mouth of the ancestors. ”

The three people with red faces have already worshiped the dialect at this moment, and there are not no people who can stop one of them, and they are only stronger warriors, but the people who can stop all the attacks of the three people with one finger, and have not shown a trace of effort, are definitely several levels higher than the three of them.

Hearing the old man's words, the three of them withdrew their strength one after another, and Fang Yan also loosened his grip on the three weapons, letting them pull back, for their feelings, Fang Yan was not a little proud, but he relied on spells to take over the attack of a group of mortals, and any foundation building monk could do it, Fang Yan naturally would not be proud of this.

Fang Yan glanced at the surrounding circle of people, except for the little girl, no one has ever practiced the Divine Soul Technique, but most of them have practiced the Divine Soul Technique, and the little girl's cultivation is also very shallow, just now Fang Yan has explored and understood, the little girl's Divine Soul cultivation is equivalent to the level of the seventh or eighth layer of Qi refining, which is similar to when she just practiced the Divine Condensation Technique.

Seeing that everyone seemed to have a lot of things to say to themselves, and Fang Yan also had a lot of things to ask each other, especially the immortal master in the other party's mouth, so that Fang Yan had a strange feeling in his heart, Immortal Master, the name of monks in the secular world, everyone in the dark demon world actually called themselves immortal masters, although it was what their ancestors said, at least it showed that there were monks at the time of their ancestors.