didn't stay for too long, the crane Bailing's figure had just disappeared, and the ancestor of the Hua family had just been killed, Fang Yan waved his hand, scooping up the things scattered around him in his hand, and then escaped from this valley in a flash.

He Bailing shouldn't have the courage to come back, and it is difficult for other monks to appear here, but this is the depths of the Great Soul Star Wilderness, although there is no demon beast aura flashing at the moment, but Fang Yan knows in his heart that the previous movement will definitely not be able to hide the attention of the indigenous soul beasts here, and ordinary sixth-order and seventh-order soul beasts may be afraid of the distraction of a few people and dare not flash their bodies, but it is difficult to say that there will not be a few people who will be interested and rush over.

Today's dialect strength is strong, ordinary soul beasts are seventh-order and don't pay much attention to it, but they don't have the heart to deal with these demon beasts, and in this kind of wild place, maybe there are soul beasts above the eighth order, if it is usually in the past, dialect may be interested in provoking it, but he just defeated three distracted peers, and even killed two, and took the two of them in his hands, where does the dialect still have the heart to find trouble with a few demon beasts.

This time there was no longer a convergence speed, the dialect urged the wings of thunder, a few flashes were already hundreds of millions of miles away, the dialect that had converged the breath swept around, and soon selected a place to stay, a lake thousands of miles in size,

At the bottom of Wanzhang Lake, the dialect wrapped in the Sen Ran scroll did not emit a trace of breath fluctuations, and after a while, a faint formation fluctuation had already appeared in the depths of the lake, not to mention that the sixth-order soul beast sensed by the dialect in the lake at this moment was a monk above the distraction, unless it was close to a hundred zhang, it was impossible to find the formation fluctuation arranged by the dialect, even if these slight fluctuations, as more formation runes in the dialect flashed and merged into it, they were still weakening, and after half an hour, there was no trace of fluctuation.

In the middle of the formation, Fang Yan, who stopped his hand, threw two pills in his mouth, and then stretched out his hand and moved, and a Yuan Shen Yuan Infant appeared in front of him.

"Fang Daoyou spared his life. The body of the primordial infant who had just shown his body was begging for mercy, and his tone was full of panic.

It's no one else, it's the body of the Yuanshen Yuanying of the monk surnamed Feng who has cooperated with Fang Yan before, and when he begged Fang Yan to come to the rescue, he may not have thought that he could really succeed, but after he was really won by Fang Yan from Qiu Lanzi, Fang Yan has not made any moves, which made this monk surnamed Feng very worried for a long time.

In these days, the monk surnamed Feng has been thinking about it for a long time, and has been thinking about what the dialect will do with him, as a distracted monk, he naturally knows what situation he is in now, a primordial god infant who has lost his physical body, no matter which distracted monk is a great supplement.

In the past, he grabbed the life-saving straw and asked Fang Yan for help, in fact, he and Fang Yan were only nodding friends, the previous cooperation had ended before it began, and now the situation, how could he not worry about Fang Yan devouring and refining his Yuan Shen Yuan Infant, if he had been in the past, he might have the heart to urge the exercises to compete with Fang Yan, but after seeing the battle between Fang Yan and Qiu Lanzi, the monk surnamed Feng no longer had such plans.

At this moment, he ingested his Yuanshen Yuanying, no matter what the dialect was planning, the monk surnamed Feng could only pray for mercy, hoping that the dialect would give birth to compassion as before, otherwise he would only have to blow up the Yuanshen Yuanying on the way, and maybe he wouldn't even have a chance to blow himself up.

Before he had time to do anything, when he heard the words of the monk surnamed Feng begging for mercy, Fang Yan secretly shook his head, but Fang Yan also knew the scruples of the monk surnamed Feng, and said in a deep voice: "Friend Feng Dao, if Fang really wants to do something, why do you need to do this." ”

Hearing Fang Yan's words, the monk surnamed Feng was still a little suspicious, and after a pause, he slowly said to Fang Yan: "Fang Daoyou, you mean?"

Fang Yan just nodded and didn't speak, the monk surnamed Feng was already surprised and shouted, and then hurriedly said: "Fang Daoyou's great grace Feng is in mind, and there will be heavy thanks in the future." ”

When he came out before, the monk surnamed Feng had already noticed that in addition to a defensive formation around, there was no arrangement to prohibit his actions, but at that time he was afraid of the strength of the dialect and did not dare to do what he thought, but at this moment he got the dialect but he couldn't wait any longer, as if he was afraid that the dialect would change his mind immediately, and he didn't care that he was just the body of the yuanying, as for the words of thanks, it was not the words of his shirk, it was really only the body of the yuanying that he wanted to repay the dialect, and there was nothing to take out.

"It's a bit inappropriate for Daoyou to leave like this, isn't it?" Fang Yan shouted.

"En, Fang Daoyou?" Sensing a force that tied his Yuan Infant body, the monk surnamed Feng asked with a grim expression, only to think that Fang Yan had remorse.

Hearing the words of the monk surnamed Feng, Fang Yan shook his head, how could he not sense the vigilance of the monk surnamed Feng at the moment, shook his head and said: "Fellow Feng Daoist, are you planning to leave here as a primordial infant?

"Well, Fang Daoyou, what kind of place is this?" The monk surnamed Feng immediately paused his figure, released his divine sense to scan a little through the surrounding defensive formations, and then his expression changed slightly, the lake outside was nothing, but a sixth-order demon beast aura loomed in the water waves, if it was in the past, how could the sixth-order demon beast be placed in the eyes of such a distracted monk surnamed Feng, only the body of the Yuan Infant was not afraid, but the sixth-order demon beast aura just now was a little strange, and only the Feng surnamed Monk who was left with the Yuan Shen Yuan Infant had a throbbing in his heart, and even sensed a trace of danger, and this was just a sixth-order demon beast。

"The Great Soul Star Savage Land. "The dialect doesn't hide anything, even the monk surnamed Chaofeng said.

"Great Soul Star, that's a sixth-order soul beast?" Hearing this, the monk surnamed Feng paused slightly, he obviously also knew the peculiarities of the Great Soul Star Soul Beast, the sixth-order soul beast was comparable to the seventh-order demon beast in some aspects, especially in the face of a primordial infant body like him now, in the face of a sixth-order soul beast, the monk surnamed Feng still had some confidence, but if he encountered the seventh-order or, as the dialect said, he encountered a few soul beasts, I am afraid that there would be more than one luck, and in an instant, the expression on the face of the Fengxing monk changed several times, and in the end, he could only look at the Fang Yan on the side, revealing a bit of a begging look, but without the body, he had no heart to leave in a hurry。

"It's better for Feng Daoyou to fuse the flesh first. Fang Yan said slowly.

"What Fang Daoyou said was that Feng Mou was originally planning to find a physical body to fuse, but in this wild place of the Great Soul Star, where to find a suitable physical body. At this moment, the monk surnamed Feng didn't care about the dialect, he also understood that the strength of using the dialect to defeat Qiu Lanzi head-on, if he had the heart to kill him, it didn't take much effort at all, if he wanted to leave safely, it was only possible to rely on the dialect.

Speaking of this, the monk surnamed Feng paused for a moment, looked at the calm expression of the dialect next to him, and then said in a deep voice: "Fang Daoyou, if you have any request, if Daoyou helps Feng to obtain a physical body......"

At this moment, the monk surnamed Feng saw the meaning of the dialect, but he was not dissatisfied, the original cultivation world was like this, the dialect did not have any obligation to save him, it was already a great favor to be able not to devour him and refine him, as for what kind of conditions the dialect would propose, the monk surnamed Feng didn't think about it, no matter what, it would not be worse than falling.

Hearing the words of the monk surnamed Feng, Fang Yan smiled slightly and said: "Feng Dao friends don't need to worry too much, I can help you find the physical body, you only need to promise me one thing." ”

"Fellow Daoists, please speak. ”

"Have you ever heard of the Xuanlan Domain?"

"Xuanlan Domain? Xuanlan Domain, Cultivation Holy Land, Xuanlan Domain, There are a few distraction cultivators who haven't heard of it, but they have heard that although the aura is strong, it is not much stronger than many caves and blessed lands in the cultivation realm, but it is as strong as a cloud, and the same cultivation is much better than me, maybe it will not be until the middle stage of distraction before I have the opportunity to go there to explore. The monk surnamed Feng was slightly stunned, and then said slowly.

"It seems that Daoist friends have heard of it, so I won't say more, Daoist friends are interested in going to Xuanlan's domain in a few years?" Fang Yan asked slowly.

(I'm sorry for all Taoist friends, the update is a little late, but you don't have to worry, unless force majeure occurs, Baisha must be finished, thank you for your long-term support.) ）