"Is he in the Land of Hundred Spices?" Hearing Long Xiandao's words, Wu Eighteen paused slightly, and inadvertently let out a questioning voice.

After a short pause, Wu Eighteen immediately said, "Long Xian Daoyou, thank you. ”

After finishing speaking, Wu Eighteen dodged and hid his figure again, leaving only the Long Xiandao who had not yet had time to ask.

Although it was only a few words, he was also familiar with Wu Eighteen, it seemed that it was this kind of temperament, and it seemed very good to have a word of thanks in the end, although he was dissatisfied with the other party's actions, Long Xiandao didn't argue about anything anymore, and he didn't want to go to this Wu Eighteen to find out anything.

Long Xiandao, who urged the body method to continue to fly, was thinking in his heart, just now Wu Eighteen stopped himself and didn't mention anything except dialects, it was clearly for the sake of dialects, why did this Wu clan distraction monk want to explore dialects, the Wu clan is rarely related to people, and Long Xiandao people don't know the dialect A little Yuanying monk, it didn't take long to enter the Tianxing Sect, why did he have a connection with the hidden Wu clan, and it was related to the Wu clan's distraction monk.

Thinking about it, the only thing Long Xiandao can be sure of is that Wu Eighteen is definitely not close, it seems that there is still a bit of resentment in it, although a distracted monk and Yuanying monk have grievances are a little inexplicable, but after thinking that he and Xiang Fei are the same, Long Xiandao people are also relieved, as long as the other party is looking for dialect trouble, Long Xiandao people are happy to let dialects trouble more, I don't know since when, Long Xiandao people have put dialects on an equal footing, and even have to do secret calculations。

Sensing the distraction of the Heavenly Star Sect's distraction, Wu Eighteen, who was shrouded in a dark cloud, sneered, and said to himself: "The Heavenly Star Sect is nothing more than that, a distraction monk is actually afraid of a Yuan Infant junior, but he is actually in the Land of Hundred Fragrances? ”

As he spoke, Wu Eighteen took out a ring with his backhand, if the dialect was here, he would find that this ring was the same as the one that Wu Cicada gave him at the beginning, and it was exactly the same.

As a gloomy aura spit out from Wu Eighteen's mouth and poured into the ring, the ring suddenly showed a faint fluctuation, but Wu Eighteen closed his eyes, and showed a suspicious look after half a sound: "Sure enough, not far away, it can actually affect the witch ring, so I can't determine the exact location, I think it's in a certain formation space, the space with this power is indeed not simple, and when this matter is over, I have the opportunity to meet this junior who makes the master full of praise." ”

After muttering to himself a few times, Wu Eighteen put away the ring with his backhand, and then sat down with his eyes closed again, the dark cloud barrier beside him swayed with the wind, as if he was looking for something, and seemed to be waiting for something, and others did not know.

The dialect that was incinerating the corpse of the demon beast noticed that the ring in his Qiankun pot fluctuated slightly, it had already been once before, and this time he didn't pay too much attention to it, the dialect had a slight connection with the Wu clan, and it was only related to the Wu Cicada Ming, but the dialect of the other Wu people was a non-knowledgeable one, that is, he knew that this was the message of the Wu clan, and the dialect was not interested in exploring it at all, not to mention that he would not leave here at the moment.

The three brothers who have already touched the law have long been immersed in the great cause of absorbing the supreme aura, originally Fang Yan wanted to go to the West Pole City to go to the appointment of Wu Cicada Ming, and came here to be a way, but I didn't expect that it would be such a scene, there would be the aura of the Dao God, even if the Qiankun pot portal picks fat and thin, Fang Yan himself will definitely not waste the opportunity, although Fang Yan is not in a hurry to improve his mood now, but it is not a bad thing to be able to improve his mood, who knows if there will be such an opportunity in the future.

As for going to the West Pole City, it was not a rush in the first place, so I simply stayed here, and for this decision of the dialect, whether it was the two spirit pets or the Hu Dao people or the two junior disciples, they all agreed in unison.

In the space of the Sen Ran scroll, in a room, Taiyu Daoren and Chang Hui collected their respective exercises, and stood up and walked out of the room at a glance, and came to the room where Fang Yan was standing, but today is only three days away from the last time the green ant beast disappeared, and there are still more than ten days before the next appearance, but I don't know why the two of them are so anxious to stop.

As soon as the two of them stood still, they heard a voice in the dialect before they could summon the message: "Two junior brothers came in to speak. As the sound fell, the door to the room opened to reveal a passageway.

Seeing the two junior disciples come in, Fang Yan waved his hand to let them sit down, there was a pennant fluttering in front of him, and the runes flashed in Fang Yan's hand, and then he didn't enter it, Fang Yan was not refining the corpse of the demon beast, but he was refining the array flag, and the movements in his hands did not stop, but he said casually: "You two wait a minute, I'll finish it soon." ”

Seeing the smooth movements of the senior brother, seeing the natural runes, Chang Hui's eyes widened, how could he, who was already proficient in the formation, not know what the dialect's actions meant at the moment, although he had admired his senior brother, but at this moment he was still shocked again, if he had only seen the senior brother's method of breaking the formation and fighting before, now what he saw was the method of arranging the formation prohibition, and then touching a jade slip in his hand, Chang Hui's eyes became a little brighter.

A moment later, as the last formation rune in Fang Yan's hand was integrated into it, the originally faint array flag suddenly became smart, although it was not a magic weapon, but it had spirituality.

"Senior brother, really don't worry about outsiders coming again?" Taiyu Daoist saw that Senior Brother had completed refining, and when he opened his mouth to ask, he didn't know that there would be Dao God Qi here, Taiyu Daoist was not so nervous, but now he knows that he has a different mentality, seeing that half a year is approaching, if someone is found at the entrance, it is difficult to guarantee that no one else will come in.

Fang Yan made a few tricks to mark the formation flag, and said to Taiyu Daoren: "Didn't Chang Hui say before, he hasn't had a monk pass by here for several years, even if it is a Jindan monk, he will not be interested in an ordinary sea of flowers, we will arrange a formation will attract people's attention, okay, don't worry about this, Chang Hui, have you seen that jade jian?"

"I've seen it, but there are still a lot of puzzles, but there should be no problem with the layout. Chang Hui immediately replied.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can arrange it now, you can study it slowly when you have the opportunity in the future. As he spoke, Fang Yan waved his hands, and a wave flashed, and he had already escaped out of the magic weapon space with the two junior disciples.

After settling his body, Fang Yan reached out and took out a bunch of various array flags and handed them to Chang Hui, and at the same time ordered: "Chang Hui, you take these and go there to arrange them in a few places, and you go with Chang Hui." ”

"Good. Taiyu Changhui responded and flew out, Fang Yan looked around and didn't stay any longer, urging the body to flash out, not long after, Chang Hui and the Fang Hui brothers who were not far away flew in front of them, and one by one the array flags flew out with their movements, as for Taiyu, they swept back and forth around Chang Hui, defending the surroundings.

Half a day later, a faint formation fluctuation began to ripple, Chang Hui over there had already stopped, the work on his side had been done, at this moment he was staring at the senior brother of Fang Yan opposite, as the last formation flag in Fang Yan's hand was thrown out, suddenly, the original faint formation fluctuation flashed a blurry illusion of light.

"Let's go, let's lay out the next formation. Fang Yan shouted, Ben dang flew out first, Chang Hui Taiyu did not lag far behind, the three of them did not fly too far, but stopped a few miles away, and then began to arrange again.

For ten consecutive days, Fang Yan led two junior disciples to lay out more than a dozen formations within a hundred and ten miles around, and if you carefully distinguish them, you can see that more than a dozen formations surround several places apart, and it turns out that after a few months, although you have not obtained a thick supreme aura, Fang Yan is not without any gain, and some rules have been vaguely found, but whether it is right or not needs to be verified through practice.

In the face of the seventh-order mighty green ant beast, the dialect does not seek to be able to kill the other party, as long as it can delay some time to allow himself to collect the supreme aura, it is enough, so the layout is not too powerful formations, they are all based on phantom formations, that is, some killing methods are also set up to disturb the attention of demon beasts, in the face of the power of seventh-order demon beasts, maybe they can only confuse for a moment, but it is enough for dialects.