Without giving the brown-clothed monk any time to think, Feng Fan put away the formation flag and made a flying fire spell with both hands. The formation suddenly changed, and countless fireballs poured out from all around. Feng Fan changed his hands with spells, and all the fireballs flew like lightning.
He covered the brown-clothed monk as hard as he could.
"Killing formation!" The brown-clothed monk exclaimed with fear, and then opened the true energy shield and activated two defensive talismans with lightning speed.
As soon as the green and blue shields were formed, the fireballs all over the sky arrived. After countless muffled sounds, the blue and green shields were defeated one after another, and a few fireballs carrying the remaining power hit the brown-clothed monk's true energy shield.
There were several more muffled sounds, and the brown-clothed monk's true essence shield trembled violently. Under his frightened eyes, the fireball finally disappeared.
The brown-clothed monk felt that his energy and blood were surging all over his body, and he seemed to have suffered a slight internal injury. Feeling that the attack of this killing array was equivalent to a blow from an initial-level monk in the late stage of alchemy, the brown-clothed monk was extremely frightened and looked ugly.
Extremely.
Feng Fan made another ice cone spell outside the formation, and ice cones filled the sky towards the brown-clothed monk. The brown-clothed monk was horrified and quickly activated several spiritual talismans. At the cost of scrapping several spiritual talismans, he finally blocked the second
**hit.
The brown-clothed monk was extremely depressed. The attacks in the formation were overwhelming. It was impossible for ordinary magic weapons and talismans to completely block it. Only talismans that could form a closed shield could effectively block such pervasive attacks.
The brown-clothed monk felt extremely regretful. If he had known that his opponent had set up such a powerful killing formation here, the brown-clothed monk would definitely not have rushed to die. In fact, if the brown-clothed monk had known that this formation was created by Feng Fan simply relying on one formation
The flags were laid out in an instant, and they would be so frightened that they would faint.
When Feng Fan controlled the formation and launched the third attack, countless flying swords made of true energy shot at the brown-clothed monk. In a hurry, the brown-clothed monk opened all the talismans of all levels that could form a closed defensive shield. But not yet.
It was able to completely block this round of fierce attacks. Several flying swords penetrated all the shields and hit the brown-clothed monk's true energy shield.
With a "chi" sound, one of the flying swords penetrated the true essence shield. After the brown-clothed monk dodged behind him in horror, the flying sword pierced the brown-clothed monk's left shoulder. A blood arrow spurted out, and the brown-clothed monk's face turned pale.
The blood vessels on his left shoulder were palely sealed. Although the bleeding was stopped, under the spiritual attack of the flying sword, the brown-clothed monk's meridians were impacted and he suffered internal injuries.
"Shut up, if you can, dismantle this bird formation and compete face to face with me. What kind of hero can you be if you rely on external objects..." The brown-clothed monk was extremely frightened in his heart, but he said loudly with a fierce look and an inner heart.
Cursing.
After a while, the brown-clothed monk stopped and listened. There was no movement around him, but the brown-clothed monk's heart was filled with fear. Suddenly, countless wooden swords appeared on the green rippled walls.
Seeing this scene, the brown-clothed monk was heartbroken and instantly sacrificed several magic weapons and the meteor hammer magic weapon. All the weapons rotated rapidly around his body, turning into countless dazzling rays of light, which quickly formed
A closed light curtain was formed, completely covering the brown-clothed monk. Staring at the wooden sword made of true energy that was half a cultivation level higher than his own, the brown-clothed monk's eyes were filled with despair.
The moment the light curtain was formed, the wooden sword shot at the brown-clothed monk with a tyrannical attack power. Countless muffled sounds were heard, consuming a huge amount of real energy. This kind of approximation formed by relying on magic weapons and magic weapons can form a closed protection.
The shield's defense failed to block all the wooden swords. After the light curtain was shattered, the limited magic weapon and the magic weapon only blocked the attack of a part of the wooden sword transformed by the true essence. The remaining wooden swords all hit the brown-clothed monk's real weapon.
Yuan Yushao.
After consuming a huge amount of true energy to form a peripheral defense, the brown-clothed monk's true energy shield was unable to withstand the full-force attack from a monk equivalent to the initial level of the late-stage elixir.
"Chichichichi..." There were several muffled sounds, and countless holes appeared in the brown-clothed monk's body, and blood spurted out. The brown-clothed monk's face showed infinite fear and a trace of unwillingness, mixed with
A little angry, he fell heavily to the ground.
His body was bleeding profusely, and soon the whole land was dyed red. After convulsing for a moment, the brown-clothed monk finally lost his life, and there was a smell of blood around him.
A yellow light group quickly flew out from the brown-clothed monk's body. When it reached a certain height, it was blocked by something invisible. Just as the yellow light group was in shock, a black bag flew in.
Feeling the boundless evil energy pouring out of the black bag, the yellow ball of light screamed hoarsely: "Spare me, I am a member of the Long family. As long as you let me go, I am willing to pay any price, even the most important treasure in the family."
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Feng Fan pointed at the soul-capturing bag expressionlessly, and the yellow ball of light was slowly put in after letting out bursts of shrill howls. After collecting the soul-capturing bag, Feng Fan used the flying fire technique to burn the brown clothes.
The corpse of the monk.
After removing the large formation, Feng Fan's mind moved, and the alms bowl appeared under his feet. Feng Fan stepped on it, and then scanned around for a week, and saw that there were no flaws around him, so his mind moved, and the alms bowl carried Feng Fan away at a high speed.
Below is the Fangshi that Feng Fan visited two years ago. Feng Fan stopped far away, driving the alms bowl and landed on the ground. After collecting the magic weapon, Feng Fan looked into the distance. Fangshi and the two years ago were in the distance.
It’s no different than before, it’s just a little more lively than two years ago.
Feng Fan stretched out his right hand, and a disguise magic talisman appeared in his hand. He slapped the talisman towards his body. As the talisman disappeared, Feng Fan had turned into a young monk with a very different appearance from his original appearance. Unless he met a monk at the Dacheng stage or above
, otherwise ordinary people would not be able to recognize its true appearance.
Feng Fan strolled into Fang City, where there was an endless flow of people. The melee in the world of cultivation in the Ancient Kingdom made Fang City extremely lively. All the monks wanted to exchange what they needed from here to increase their chances of survival.
In addition to Qi gathering, monks in the foundation building stage and alchemy stage can also be seen everywhere, and even Nascent Soul and Dacheng stage monks often appear in Feng Fan's sight.
"Fellow Taoist, can a medium-sized indoor trade fair be held here recently?" Feng Fan came to a stall with some talismans and spiritual herbs and asked a middle-aged monk who was at the initial level of the early stage of alchemy.
"Yes, it will start in ten days. It will be held in that attic and last for one day. During this period, only some transactions will be conducted in the outdoor area." The middle-aged monk glanced at Feng Fan and pointed to a huge attic in the distance.
"I wonder if deep-sea titanium essence can be found in this kind of trade fair?" Feng Fan asked the question that concerned him the most.
"This kind of material might originally appear in small trade fairs, but because of the great melee that has occurred in the ancient country of the Ten Thousand Realms in the past hundred years, similar materials for refining weapons have become extremely scarce. After all, if this thing is added to the magic weapon
The power will be significantly enhanced in the future, so it is difficult to say whether this object can appear in today's medium-sized trade fairs. And even if it does appear, it will be very difficult for those who can finally obtain this object." When saying the last sentence, the middle-aged monk
He gave Feng Fan a meaningful look.
The monks at the initial level of the early stage of elixir transformation are considered weak in this kind of trade fair. Even if they exchange for this item with rich crystal jade, they may not be able to finally own it. Because some monks who leave here after each trade fair are often
People with unknown identities kill people and seize treasures. After all, the ancient country of Wanyu is now in extreme chaos.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for reminding me." Feng Fan threw down a piece of high-grade crystal jade and turned around to leave. Of course Feng Fan knew the meaning from the middle-aged monk's demeanor and words, but once the deep-sea titanium essence appeared, Feng Fan would definitely use all means to get it.
Object. Even if he was chased by high-level monks afterwards, Feng Fan boasted that escaping would not be a problem with the help of the heaven-level escape talisman. After all, using the high-level heaven-level escape talisman to teleport, he could avoid the exploration of the spiritual consciousness of all levels of monks in this world.
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And if some monks who are not much higher than him in cultivation level dare to covet this thing after he obtains the Deep Sea Titanium Essence, Feng Fan would not mind leading them to a remote place to kill them, so as to add more vicious ghosts to the magic flag.
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"Alas! I don't know which family's dandy boy he is. He really doesn't know much about the world!" After seeing Feng Fan go away, he looked at the high-grade crystal jade on the pavement. A look of regret appeared on the middle-aged monk's face, and he murmured in a low voice.
He said to himself. After all, he was rewarded with a piece of high-grade crystal jade after asking about a very common thing. It was hard not to let this monk have such thoughts.
Knowing that the trade fair would only start in ten days, Feng Fan decided to find a place to settle down first and search the outdoor area to see if there was anything else he needed. In front of him was a gorgeous building built on a land hundreds of feet wide.
Many houses are connected together, showing the strength of the owner of this building complex. "Is there a place to live nearby?" Feng Fan stepped forward and asked an early foundation-building monk standing in front of the door.
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"Senior, you have found the right place. All the rooms here are specially provided for guests to live in. They are divided into three levels according to the living conditions, namely upper-class, middle-class and lower-class rooms. The upper-class rooms have a special price for one day and night.
Crystal jade, one piece of high-level crystal jade for one day and night in the middle-class room, and one piece of mid-level crystal jade for one day and night in the lower-class room. I wonder what level of accommodation you are going to choose, senior?" Because Feng Fan is a monk in the elixir transformation stage, the attitude of the foundation-building stage monk guarding the door is extremely
Respectfully.
"Choose a separate medium-sized room for me. I will live here until the end of the trade fair." Feng Fan hesitated and said in a deep voice. He originally wanted to choose a superior room, but in order to avoid being too ostentatious, Feng Fan chose a medium-sized room.
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"Please pay fifty pieces of high-grade crystal jade as a deposit first." The foundation-building monk said with a smile. Feng Fan's mind moved, and fifty pieces of high-grade crystal jade appeared in front of him. Feng Fan pointed, and the crystal jade slowly flew towards the foundation-building monk.
"This is the forbidden sign for the guest room. The number is marked on it. Seniors can go to the guest room by themselves." The monk in the foundation-building stage took fifty pieces of high-grade crystal jade, turned his right hand over, and a black wooden sign with a handle appeared in the hands of the monk in the foundation-building stage.