Seeing LAN Zhanfei's magic power and secret skill, several patriarchs were shocked and talked about it one after another.

"I can't imagine that Lanling sect is a magic skill based on Zhenguo sword, which can be exerted only by the luck brought by the sword. I just don't know how powerful it is?" Huang Aohan exclaimed.

On one side, Yuan lie disdained: "if the power is too weak, I'm afraid not only can't hurt the soul, but will hurt himself."

It was yuan lie who used the magic power of huozong to repel the spirit. He impressed him deeply at that time.

Under his magical power and secret skill, you spirit persisted for nearly a quarter of an hour, and almost didn't drag him to death.

Ouyang Hao nodded, echoed: "yes, the other side is not a layman, otherwise it will not attract God to lower bound."

Speaking of this, they suddenly looked at the divine envoy and couldn't help observing his actions.

But the God of the upper world has completely concealed his breath now, as if he doesn't care about the scene in front of him at all.

Only Fang Yang can clearly feel the abnormality of the divine emissary. His golden eye has sensed the breath of the divine emissary at this time, and it appears again unconsciously.

"Why?" Fang Yang quickly turned his eyes away, so as not to attract the attention of the divine envoy.

This has happened more than once, and Fang Yang's golden eye has been aroused uncontrollably, which really shocked him.

"Is there any connection between the golden eye and the upper world?" Fang Yang can't help guessing at the moment.

Without waiting for him to think more, the sword behind LAN Zhanfei had been completely condensed and began to chop in the direction of the spirit.

At the same time, the God envoy of the upper world also began to fight. A very mysterious breath rushed into his body and hit the soul without any sound.

This mysterious breath has never been found by others, only Fang Yang clearly sees him in his eyes.

It is also this breath that makes Fang Yang's golden eye uncontrollably excited, which arouses Fang Yang's attention.

He also noticed the spirit. At the moment when the breath appeared, he already had a reaction. On the surface, his attention was still attracted by LAN Zhanfei. In fact, he had been paying attention to the divine envoy.

At this time, the spirit of you ran the space magic. When the breath was about to hit him, it suddenly disappeared in the same place.

"Is this the magic of space? It's impossible. How could he learn such powerful powers? " The emissary suddenly exclaimed, which attracted everyone's attention.

Several patriarchs didn't know why. They thought that the divine emissary was surprised by the divine power exerted by the spirit. But they didn't know that the real surprise of the divine emissary was that the spirit used the space divine power to evade his attack.

When the spirit of the secluded spirit showed his shadow, the divine envoy responded: "no, this guy didn't use a magic power, but a technique derived from it."

At this time, Lyle seized the opportunity and quickly explained: "he used our mage's space magic, which was inherited by our mage from the sages of the upper world."

"Magic? How can I master the magic of the upper realm The God makes the cold hum way of disdain.

But his eyes began to become a little humanized, no longer as empty as before.

Other people immediately pricked up their ears when they heard it. Unfortunately, the divine envoy no longer spoke, but looked at the spirit nervously.

Under such circumstances, he can't do it easily any more, he can't find a chance to kill, and his spiritual power can't be supplemented in the world.

How can the skill of subduing the spirit be simple? It is his skill that makes him so confident.

But I didn't expect that the spirit had such means, which made him feel a little embarrassed for a moment.

As long as the soul wants to hide, his attack is basically ineffective.

After the defeat of the attack, Shen Shi's face began to become dissatisfied, and then he looked at Fang Yang who was watching the play.

"Didn't you hurt him seriously once before? Why did you behave so badly this time? Are you deceiving me?"

Before Fang Yang had time to speak, several patriarchs on one side had taken the lead in explaining: "don't blame me. At that time, the spirit of you was determined to capture the magic power of the mage. Only in this way can we make use of the geographical advantages of the abyss territory to trap the spirit of you."

"This time it's different. The soul wants to run. We can't help it if we don't fight with us."

Not only did the divine envoy's attack fail, but also LAN Zhanfei's secret powers failed.

At this time, the envoy turned to Lyle and said, "since the magic is your master's, why don't you do it?"

With embarrassment on his face, Lyle could only say: "my Lord, the spiritual magic I inherited is not suitable for fighting. I have never practiced any other magic, and I have been robbed by the spirit."

Seeing the anger on the emissary's face, Lyle quickly added: "but don't worry about the emissary. He has practiced the magician's divinity, and there are more than one. If not, we would not be in such a situation."After hearing this, the God envoy looked at him with a trace of curiosity in his eyes, and found that the person lair was referring to was Fang Yang.

When Fang Yang heard this, he felt bad.

Some of the patriarchs went back and forth to Fang Yang, but they could not help feeling helpless. In fact, the reason why they did not let Fang Yang take the initiative was that they were worried that Fang Yang would steal their limelight.

They also knew that without Fang Yang, they would not be able to live in seclusion.

Originally, they thought that there was a divine envoy in charge, and the spirit could not jump up any more. Unexpectedly, even the divine envoy could not help him.

But they didn't know that Fang Yang didn't want to be in the limelight at all, but now, Fang Yang can only harden his head and say, "I really practiced the magic of the mage, but they didn't come here by force, but they passed it on to me voluntarily."

"The leader of the mage gave the mage to me before he died, and I also promised them that I would send the magic back to the mage."

After that, Fang Yang stares at the God envoy nervously and finds that his gaze at him is strange. Fang Yang feels that he is like a prey to be watched by others.

Although such eyes flash away, but he still clearly captured.

"In that case, please help me to capture him." The attitude of the God envoy also changed, and even the tone became intriguing.

On the other side, after escaping the attack of the emissary, the spirit is not in a hurry to start. Fang Yang is allowed to discuss with them, and a sneer appears in the corner of his mouth.

"It's all like this one by one. This is the so-called noble and decent school."

Fang Yang once again on the soul, suddenly heard him say such a word to Fang Yang.

"What do you mean?" Fang Yang's pupil shrinks slightly and asks him.

"You'll see soon." You spirit strange smile way.