"Thank you seniors for your success. Ling Fan did not forget to express his gratitude.

The sword-robed powerhouse's gaze fell on Ling Fan's body again, his face softened, and said: "I saved his life, he risked his life to get five drops of Sycamore Fire Liquid for me, which can be regarded as a flat match! ”

"Yes! The junior will definitely do his best and never give up! But ......" Ling Fan's words changed and paused.

"But what?" asked the sword-robed powerhouse.

Ling Fan said: "Presumably, the seniors can also see that the cultivation of the younger generations is not the Yuan Dan Realm. But if you want to stimulate the magic weapon of the Dan furnace of the third grade of the Xuan Rank, it will consume a lot! I don't know if the seniors here, can there be an elixir to restore true qi? If there is, the younger generations can get more Wutong fire liquid in one go!"

Ling Fan wanted to deceive some Infant Realm level elixir from the sword-robed powerhouse, and use it for a while to fight Zheng in the life-and-death struggle with this sword-robed powerhouse

"I see!"

The sword-robed powerhouse still thought that Ling Fan was going to put forward some conditions, it turned out to be for the matter of going to the Wutong fire liquid.

As soon as the thought moved, he took out a pill bottle from the storage ring and said, "There are five Infant Condensing Realm-level Yuan Qi Returning Pills in it, you can quickly restore your true qi with one in your mouth at a time, which is enough to support you to cast a magic weapon." ”

"Thank you, seniors. Ling Fan took the pill bottle, glanced at it, and found that there was no problem with the five pills.

"Do a good job for me, your benefits are indispensable. The sword-robed powerhouse said.

Originally, it was enough to give one Yuan Qi Returning Pill to the source, but he gave five in one go, and the extra four were given to Ling Fan to stabilize Ling Fan's mind.

Besides, he thought that he would pinch this son to death after the matter was completed anyway, and he would just get it back when the time came.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Ling Fan nodded repeatedly.

"What grade is your flying magic weapon?" the sword-robed powerhouse asked.

To head the sycamore fire liquid, the speed requirements are very high.

When Ling Fan heard this, he was secretly happy in his heart, if he didn't blackmail, he wouldn't blackmail!

His eyes rolled quietly, and he said, "The flying magic weapon of the junior is the fourth-rank of the Yellow Order. ”

With that, he took out a yellow-rank fourth-grade flying magic weapon from the storage ring, revealing his breath.

Sure enough, when the sword-robed powerhouse saw it, he shook his head and said, "The grade is too low, and the speed is too slow!"

Previously, Ling Jianhou used the Yellow Rank Superb Flying Magic Weapon, but the speed was still a little slow, and he missed the opportunity, which made the sword-robed man take the risk of luring this bird demon out of the nest twice.

"The juniors will try their best to be fast. Ling Fan said stupidly.

The sword-robed man said: "I have a Xuan-rank fourth-grade flying magic weapon that I don't need, and I will give it to you today, which is one of the benefits for you!"

On the surface, he was generous, but in fact, the man in the sword robe had murderous intent in his heart.

If a Xuan-rank fourth-grade flying magic weapon is taken out and sold, it can be exchanged for a large amount of wealth, even for a sword-robed man, it is worth a lot, how can he be willing to give it to Ling Fan?

It's just to steal the sycamore fire liquid, give this son temporarily, and then kill and take it back.

"Thank you seniors, thank you seniors!" Ling Fan said with great joy.

How did he not know what this sword-robed man was thinking?

However, this Xuan-rank fourth-grade flying magic weapon has arrived at Ling Fan, and he still wants to go back?

"With this Xuan-rank fourth-grade flying magic weapon, in terms of speed, I am not weaker than the ordinary three or four powerhouses of the Condensing Infant Realm!" Ling Fan thought to himself in his heart.

"You refine it!" said the sword-robed man.

"Yes!"

Ling Fan confessed to the owner of this Xuan-rank fourth-grade flying magic weapon on the spot.

Dripping blood to recognize the Lord is just the simplest refining, it is not as good as Ling Fan using the blood of the Xia Thunder God to refine to get connected by blood.

But in front of the sword-robed man, he could only do that.

"Give it a try!" said the sword-robed man.

"Good. ”

As soon as Ling Fan's mind moved, this Xuan-rank fourth-grade flying magic weapon appeared behind him, turning into a pair of Xuanyi wings, vibrating gently, and suddenly, his whole person flew forward at a fast and terrifying speed.

This speed was nearly twice as fast as the yellow-level supreme flying magic weapon on his body!

"It is worthy of the flying magic weapon of the fourth rank of the Xuan Rank!"

Ling Fan sighed, this was not a Yellow Rank Flying Magic Weapon that could be compared.

Of course, its consumption was also very large, that is, in the flight of these few breaths, Ling Fan's divine power and true qi were consumed by nearly one-tenth.

That is to say, if he kept using this Xuan-level four-rank flying magic weapon, he would only be able to hold on to dozens of breaths!

His realm is still too low.

"It would be nice if you could use the blood of the Xia Thunder God to refine it, then the consumption of divine power and true qi would be reduced by less than half!"

However, overall, Ling Fan was still very satisfied.

After all, this is the magic weapon sent to the door, and it is also the highest-grade magic weapon on his body so far.

"Prepare, I'll lure this bird demon away, and you can lurk over and steal the sycamore fire liquid!"

He was badly wounded, but he felt he could hold it down.

After all, the harpy's parents don't know when they'll be back.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and if you miss it, I am afraid that there will not be a second time.

With that, he handed over the camouflage cloth magic weapon and the jade bottle magic weapon containing five drops of Wutong fire liquid to Ling Fan again.

"We must live up to our mission!"

Ling Fan said.

"I hope you don't let me down!"

The sword-robed man's words carried a hint of threat and warning, and at the end, his whole body flickered, and he disappeared in place at a speed that was much faster than that of Ling Fan's Xuan-rank fourth-grade flying magic weapon.

Looking at the place where the sword-robed man disappeared, the corners of Ling Fan's mouth flashed with coldness.

This person has already been seriously injured, and trying to lure the harpy away again this time will only add to the injury.

Of course, this sword-robed man thought that even if he was injured and injured, pinching Ling Fan to death was not a son of the Yuan Dan Realm, it was similar to pinching an ant to death, so he was so fearless.

However, who knows who will kill the deer?

Ling Fan lurked to the edge of the magma lake again, looking at the crested eagle-body bird demon standing on the flame plane tree in the center of the magma lake, and thought to himself: "Brother bird demon, whether I can survive this life and death catastrophe depends on how far you beat the sword-robed man into the mountain this time." Please, please!"

Whew!

I don't know if I heard Ling Fan's thoughts, this bird demon stood on the branch and screamed a few times.

At this moment, a rushing terrifying sword intent swept out dozens of miles away again.

It's the sword-robed man who has begun to transfer the bird to the island!

Sure enough, this bird demon felt the momentum of this sword intent, and immediately became furious again.

It's this guy again!

He has come to its territory three times and twice to show off his might to it.

Unforgivable!