Chapter 1730 The Difficult Dragon Spirit

Before he finished speaking, Fang Yang saw an illusory shadow, quickly rushing towards Bai Longpei from below. It was the spirit of the dragon vein!

"Well done!" Fang Yang waited patiently until the dragon vein spirit entered the range of the eight-door golden lock array, and launched the eight-door lock array with lightning speed!

I saw a dazzling golden light flashing by, as if eight huge golden doors were trapping the dragon-veined spirit in the middle!

The moment the Eight Gate Golden Lock Formation was activated, the Dragon Vein Spirit knew that he was being ambushed, and immediately turned his body quickly, trying to break out of the encirclement of the formation.

"wait for me here."

But Fang Yang had been setting it up for so long, so he came out as soon as he could tell it. He told Li Anqi, rushed into the eight-door golden lock formation, and roared out with the big hand seal that had been prepared for a long time.

To deal with this kind of dragon-veined spirit, one must use extremely pure and authentic secret techniques. The secret mudra used by Fang Yang was obviously on the right track.

The spirit of the dragon vein was not paying attention for a moment, and was swept to the tail by Fang Yang's big handprint. All the spiritual power in his body suddenly dispersed, and he immediately gathered into a ball, and looked at Fang Yang with a pair of small eyes.

Although this dragon-veined spirit is still unable to communicate with people, its very human expression also reveals how angry and dissatisfied it is now.

Fang Yang guessed that it could understand some of his own words and tried to communicate with it: "Don't worry, we don't mean any harm. As long as you can send us out of the valley, we will never hurt you, how about it?"

What answered Fang Yang was that the Dragon Vein Spirit's body spun around and shot towards Fang Yang in mid-air, like a high-speed rotating drill. It was the Dragon Vein Spirit's unique secret skill - Poison Dragon Drill!

Fang Yang didn't say any more. Unless you subdued such a wild guy, it would be difficult to achieve any results by just relying on words.

He made a big hand seal again and went forward, but unexpectedly found that the big hand seal's attack was directly broken by the Poison Dragon Drill, and his speed was not even reduced by one point!

In desperation, Fang Yang immediately drew out his dragon scale sword and thrust it out with all his strength. The spirit of the dragon vein seems to know the power of the dragon scale sword. It can actually change its direction in the air and directly penetrate the spiritual shield of the eight-door golden lock array!

"It's really become a spirit..." Fang Yang clearly saw that under the attack of the Poison Dragon Diamond, a small hole was drilled out of the spiritual shield of the Eight-door Golden Lock Array at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Originally, Fang Yang didn't want to make a heavy move. After all, it was already very difficult to encounter a dragon vein, let alone generate a dragon vein spirit, which was even more difficult.

But judging from the current situation, this dragon-veined spirit doesn't seem to be friendly to them. If it really escapes, it might be able to do something else.

Not caring about any other thoughts, Fang Yang shook the dragon scale sword in his hand and connected it with the dragon vein spirit on the back of its neck, under its belly, and at the base of its tail.

Dragon Vein Spiritual Product did not fight Fang Yang head-on. Before the sword energy could reach him, he turned around and rushed to the opposite formation shield to start drilling holes.

Fang Yang had no choice but to withdraw his sword moves, change direction, and pursue him again. The dragon vein spirit will change direction again.

The speed advantage that Fang Yang was usually proud of could not be reflected at all in front of this dragon-veined spirit.

One person and one spirit, in the not too big eight-door golden lock array, it was like playing hawk to catch chickens, chasing and escaping, it was a lot of fun.

But the spirit of dragon veins is cultivated from the essence of dragon veins, and it itself is the source of spiritual power. However, Fang Yang's Eight-Door Golden Lock Formation is driven by spiritual stones and has limited spiritual power.

If it is not powerfully destroyed by the dragon vein spirit, it can barely support its appearance for a while. Now being continuously impacted by the dragon vein spirit, it is almost on the verge of collapse, and the shield of the formation has become thin and gauzy!

Fang Yang was extremely anxious. No matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't get close to the Dragon Vein Spirit. He had already realized that he still underestimated the Dragon Vein Spirit's ability!

Just in case, Fang Yang carefully put away the white dragon pendant, fearing that after the formation was broken, the dragon vein spirit would take the opportunity to snatch it away.

As soon as Fang Yang put away the white dragon pendant, he heard a soft sound of "Boom~", the eight-door golden lock array shattered like bubbles, and the dragon vein spirit plunged into the ground instantly and disappeared!

Fang Yang stood there in frustration. Li Anqi walked to him and comforted him: "Don't be discouraged. Let's just think of other ways."

Fang Yang handed the white dragon pendant in his hand to Li Anqi: "Anqi, return the white dragon pendant to you. It seems that this method still doesn't work.

Although it can temporarily trap the dragon-veined spirit, it is very skilled and even knows how to break the formation with great force. If we simply compare our spiritual power, together we can't beat it by a fraction. "

Li Anqi looked at the white dragon pendant that was stuffed into her hands, and pondered for a moment: "Fang Yang, have you ever thought about why that dragon vein spirit likes the white dragon pendant so much?"

Fang Yang replied listlessly: "Of course, the White Dragon Pendant is a sacred treasure of heaven and earth. It has infinite uses. You haven't fully understood it yet, so naturally you don't know its benefits.

Presumably, the dragon vein spirit was infected by the white dragon pendant before it could take shape. Maybe it became so weird, or maybe it was due to Bai Longpei. "

Li Anqi continued to ask: "Have you ever thought about why the dragon vein spirit didn't snatch the white dragon pendant when it was in the Ten Thousand Immortals Valley?

When we first fell from above, we had almost no fighting power, so why didn't it grab it? "

Fang Yang was also very puzzled about this matter: "That's why it's even more weird. Could it be that it thinks it can take advantage of us when we lose our combat effectiveness to win? This is too incredible..."

Li Anqi shook her head: "No! I think the Dragon Vein Spirit just wants to get close to the White Dragon Pei, not get the White Dragon Pei!"

Fang Yang said absently: "What's the difference? If you don't get it, how can you get close?"

What really made Fang Yang angry was not how magical the Dragon Vein Spirit was, but the fact that the big guys in his body didn't react at all!

Especially Xuanniao Zhenlongzhu. Didn't he get as excited as a chicken blood whenever he encountered the dragon vein spirit? Why are you pretending to be a grandson today?

Based on Fang Yang's understanding of the Black Bird Suppressing Dragon Pillar, as long as it takes action, the small dragon vein spirit will be easily captured, a piece of cake!

The problem is that Fang Yang looks forward to the stars and the moon, but until the spirit of the dragon vein breaks through the formation and goes away, Xuanniao Zhenlongzhu still doesn’t react at all!

If someone told Fang Yang that Xuanniao Zhenlongzhu was no match for Dragon Vein Spirit, Fang Yang would never believe it. Now what he is thinking about is how to activate the Black Bird Suppressing Dragon Pillar!

Seeing that Fang Yang was silent, Li Anqi took another step forward and gently held his hand: "How about I try again?"

Fang Yang looked at Li Anqi doubtfully: "How do you try?"

Li Anqi put the white dragon pendant back on her neck: "Just walk out and lead the spirit of the dragon vein out."

"No! That would be too dangerous!"

Fang Yang refused without even thinking about it: "With my strength and the Eight Gate Golden Lock Formation, I can't succeed. How can I rest assured if you go out on your own?"

Li Anqi naturally has her own reasons: "Do you think I will die in vain? I have not stayed in the Demon Spirit Clan for so long.

I still learned some things about the Demon Spirit Clan. Maybe the aura of the demon spirit clan in me will make the dragon vein spirit feel friendly? "