Because the injury was too serious, Zhang Ruochen's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he didn't last long before he completely lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, it was already dusk the next day.

"Bang. ”

Zhang Ruochen pressed his palm on the stone bed, and with the help of the power of the shock, it ejected, and then fell to the ground at a very fast speed.

He looked at his recovered arms, moved his muscles and bones a few more times, and found that the injuries all over his body had healed.

However, Zhang Ruochen's face soon changed, because he found that the space ring and space bracelet on his hand were gone. Even, even the monstrous sword is nowhere to be found.

You must know that there are many great treasures stored in the space ring and space bracelet.

"What the hell is going on?"

Zhang Ruochen rubbed his temples that were quite painful, and gradually recalled what happened before he fell unconscious, and the figure of the Flying Feather Sword Saint appeared in his mind.

Then, his eyes widened, and he said, "Did she take what I had?"

Zhang Ruochen immediately walked towards the depths of the cave mansion, and soon saw the figure of the Flying Feather Sword Saint.

The Flying Feather Sword Saint sat next to a spiritual spring, wearing a lilac shirt, and his long black hair was coiled on the top of his head, which was held in place by three red gold hairpins, forming an ancient bun.

The Flying Feather Sword Saint put away the Holy Dao aura on her body, so that Zhang Ruochen could see her true body clearly.

Even if it's just a back, it's full of beauty, with a snow-white neck and a slender and round willow waist, which is enough to make a man with a calm heart burn the fire of desire.

Zhang Ruochen walked over, but he had just stepped into her ten zhang.

The purple clothes on the Flying Feather Sword Saint's body immediately poured out wisps of purple lightning, turning into hundreds of tiny lightning sword shadows, hitting Zhang Ruochen at the same time from the ground and in mid-air.

"Bang!"

Zhang Ruochen's arms blocked and flew out upside down.

He took seven steps back in a row and stabilized his body again.

It was not that the Flying Feather Sword Saint shot to repel Zhang Ruochen, but that the lilac on her body became a defensive force of its own and shook Zhang Ruochen back.

According to Zhang Ruochen's calculations, even if the Flying Feather Sword Saint sat there and did not move, with only the purple clothes on her body, it was estimated that ordinary sages would not be able to get close to her.

Zhang Ruochen's gaze froze, staring at the body of the Flying Feather Sword Saint, and said, "Could it be the electric mother purple clothes?"

"Since you know the purple clothes of the electric mother, then, you must not get close to this saint, retreat farther, it will not be harmful to you. ”

The Flying Feather Sword Master didn't turn around, but just said casually in a voice that was neither light nor heavy.

It turned out to be really an electric mother purple clothes.

Legend has it that there was a god in the Middle Ages who could control all the power of thunder and lightning in the world, known as the "Mother of Electricity".

The so-called electric mother purple clothes, as the name suggests, are the robes that the electric mother once wore.

The robe not only contains endless thunder and lightning, but also carries the will of the gods, and it is not an exaggeration to call it "divine clothes".

Zhang Ruochen only read the record of the electric mother purple clothes on an ancient book, but he didn't expect that someone really had such a lot of luck and got the relics of the gods.

Immediately, the Flying Feather Sword Saint stood up, pinching the hilt of the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword with one hand, and stroking the sword body with the other, with a bit of exclamation in his voice: "Kunlun Realm, there is even a second sword, a sword made of Creation Divine Iron. No wonder the Empress personally ordered you to be arrested, you have some extraordinary origins. The Flying Feather Sword Saint didn't ask about the origin of the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword, nor did he ask why the Empress wanted to arrest him.

Because, she knows very well that even if she asks, Zhang Ruochen will definitely not answer her.

"The sword is a good sword, and once it grows up, it may be able to block the Empress's blood-dripping sword. Pity...... I have confessed the Lord and returned it to you. ”

The two slender fingers of the Flying Feather Sword Saint were pinched together to form a sword technique. There were wisps of white sword qi holy mist, gushing out from between his fingers.

"Wow-"

With a finger, the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword turned into a black light, flew out, and stuck in front of Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen didn't go to take the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword, but still stared at the Flying Feather Sword Saint and said, "There is also the monstrous sword." ”

"Before your suspicion is cleared, I will keep the monstrous sword for you for the time being. Even if the Xuanji Sword Saint is standing here and has made the same mistake as you, this Saint is the same sentence. "Flying Feather Sword Saint Dao.

If he was any one and said such a strong word, it was estimated that Zhang Ruochen would be disgusted, and even, desperately, he would take back the monstrous sword.

However, the voice of the Flying Feather Sword Saint was not so strong, but had a somewhat soft and pleasant feeling. It's really making people more and more curious, what kind of person is she?

The Flying Feather Sword Saint picked up an object from the stone table again, which was the box containing the relics of the Buddha Emperor.

One of her jade fingers, with a slight stroke, instantly broke the seal on the box. When she opened the box, a large piece of golden light immediately flew out and permeated the entire cave.

"The relics of the Buddha Emperor are indeed on you. ”

The Flying Feather Sword Saint smiled slightly, stretched out his index finger and thumb, took out the relic, pinched it in his hand, and looked at it carefully.

At the same time, her spiritual power was to pay attention to Zhang Ruochen's body and observe the changes in his expression.

Zhang Ruochen's expression remained unchanged, but the ten fingers of his hands were slightly clenched, and he said, "You actually broke the inscription of the Lord Recognition in the space ring?"

The relics of the Buddha Emperor have been placed in the inner space of the space ring, and they are guarded by the inscription of the Lord. Anyone who tries to forcibly break the ring will burst as well.

It was for this reason that Zhang Ruochen was surprised to see the Flying Feather Sword Saint holding the Buddha Emperor Relic.

"Is it difficult? A sword saint, and he still has the inscription of the recognizing the master?" said the Flying Feather Sword Saint lightly.

The relics of the Buddha Emperor are such treasures that even if the saints see them, they will fight for their heads and bleed. Now, the relics have fallen into the hands of the Flying Feather Sword Saint, how can it be returned to Zhang Ruochen?

However, with Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation, fighting with the Flying Feather Sword Saint is undoubtedly hitting the stone with an egg.

In the end, Zhang Ruochen still endured it, withdrew his holy qi, and said sarcastically: "As a generation of sword saints and the head of the Holy Maiden of the Moon Worship Demon Sect, do you still want to seize a junior's things?"

The Flying Feather Sword Saint, named Ling Feiyu, used to be the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect, but now, she is the palace master of the Holy Maiden Palace, one of the nine palaces of the Demon Sect, and is called the Holy Maiden Head.

Zhang Ruochen had heard Mu Lingxi mention Ling Feiyu's name, and in addition, in the entire Kunlun Realm, there were only a handful of female sword saints, and it would not be difficult to guess her identity.

"To others, the Buddha's relics are indeed a great treasure, but to me, they are not very attractive. ”

Ling Feiyu put the Buddha Emperor relics back into the box, and then put the box into the space ring.

"The space storage vessel is also a rare treasure. The space ring and the treasures inside can be returned to you, but I want to leave the space bracelet, which is the first equivalent transaction between us. ”

Ling Feiyu's fingers, with a slight lift, the space ring flew up and projected towards Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen caught the space ring and asked, "What does the first transaction mean?"

"If it weren't for the Dead Wood Pill given to you, do you think your injuries would be able to heal so quickly? A Dead Wood Pill in exchange for a space bracelet should be regarded as equivalent. Ling Feiyu nodded lightly, as if talking to himself.

Zhang Ruochen injected his spiritual power into the space ring and investigated.

The Buddha Emperor Relic, the Secret Book of Time and Space, the Divine Fruit, the Ruyi Treasure Bottle, and a jar of divine blood are all in the inner space of the ring, and the Flying Feather Sword Saint really didn't take any of his things.

In the space realm, any treasure, once it is taken out, it can also cause a sensation and cause a bloody storm, Ling Feiyu is not interested at all?

Is she really a very principled person, or does she think that she has already eaten Zhang Ruochen?

Zhang Ruochen said: "According to what you mean, we have a second deal?"

"That's right. ”

Ling Feiyu nodded and said, "I want all the jars of divine blood in the space ring, and you make a price." ”

In fact, most of the divine blood, Zhang Ruochen was placed in the picture scroll world, and he just put a jar in the space ring, which was convenient to use at any time.

However, just a jar of divine blood has more than a thousand drops.

Zhang Ruochen said: "The relics of the Buddha Emperor can't attract you, but you care so much about a jar of divine blood?"

Ling Feiyu said unhurriedly: "The relics of the Buddha Emperor are precious, but after the Middle Ages, there will still be some extremely talented people who can reach the realm of the Great Sage and leave some inheritances. In addition, there are gods born in the Middle Ages, Ancient Times, Ancient Times, and Ancient Times, and there are also the inheritance of gods, which are left in the Kunlun realm. ”

Zhang Ruochen was secretly startled, and said, "You have obtained the inheritance of a certain great sage, or even, the inheritance of a certain god?"

"You don't need to ask, just tell me, what kind of price does it cost to exchange for that jar of divine blood?"

Ling Feiyu slowly stood up, turned around, and a pair of sparkling star eyes stared at Zhang Ruochen's body, giving people a feeling of being able to see through all the glitz and glamour in the world.

It is a pair of beautiful eyes, full of agility, but with a bit of softness, as if it can seduce a man's soul.

The only fly in the ointment is that she is wearing a veil on her face, which makes people unable to see her true face at all.

Zhang Ruochen was only slightly distracted, and quickly recovered his mind and said, "If you want to exchange for divine blood, it's not that you don't have a chance, but I haven't thought about what I want for the time being." I'll swap it with you when I've figured it out. ”

After saying this, Zhang Ruochen lifted the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword and went outside.

Zhang Ruochen did this, of course, he was testing the bottom line of the Flying Feather Sword Saint, and he wanted to know if she really had principles, or did she deliberately pretend to be like this, with another purpose?

"Calm and calm. Not humble, not arrogant, not confused. With such a heart, coupled with the first qualification in 100,000 years, this son's future achievements are really immeasurable. ”

Ling Feiyu gently touched the space bracelet on his wrist, revealing a contemplative look, and said, "It seems that we can only take him to the cemetery of the ancestors of the monstrous sword lineage to have a chance to find out if he is the lurker of the undead blood clan." (To be continued.) )