Chapter 406

After that, Lan Jingrou didn't go out until Miao Zhen'er and the other two male cultivators came out of the customs and then left the cave mansion. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that outside the cave mansion, she saw not only Miao Zhen'er and the two male disciples, but also a person Lan Jingrou didn't expect.

Mu Zhifan's most favored little princess, Gu Ling.

"But is that her?" Gu Ling raised her head, just like her name, like a princess on top.

The two female cultivators dressed as maidservants on the side glanced at Lan Jingrou and nodded hurriedly.

Lan Jingrou was puzzled, what did she do, why was she targeted by Gu Ling?

Before she could figure it out, Gu Ling raised her hand, and a long whip appeared out of thin air.

She shook it slightly, and the snapping sound immediately exploded in the air, and a slight crack appeared in the spiritual power around her.

Lan Jingrou's eyes narrowed slightly, and a touch of surprise crossed her eyes.

The division of weapons in the upper realm is very confusing, except for the best spiritual weapons, which are desolate weapons and artifacts.

The correspondence between the two is divided into one to seven grades, and then unified into the pole.

The power is even more inexplicable, but it can cause the spiritual power in the air to tear.

At least it should be a second grade.

I just don't know if it's a desolate weapon or an artifact.

This classification was also learned by Lan Jingrou after the Silver Moon Sect, and as for the difference between a desolate weapon and an artifact, she really didn't understand.

What is this little princess going to do with this demonstrative look?

Before Lan Jingrou could react, the long whip had already been thrown towards her.

Target! It was actually her cheek.

Lan Jingrou subconsciously took a few steps back, and the six atmospheric seas in the dantian quickly came out, and an ice-blue spiritual power quickly wrapped around the long whip.

The crackling sound of explosions was endless, and the two male cultivators standing with Miao Zhen'er were stunned in place.

However, a pair of golden bells in Miao Zhen'er's hands suddenly exploded, and the Dao sound wave wrapped towards Lan Jingrou, blocking the long whip together with the spiritual power in Lan Jingrou's hand.

"Bang!" A bang.

Lan Jingrou's ice-blue condensed spiritual power shattered in response, but the golden sound wave shook slightly after being hit by the long whip before disappearing into nothingness.

"Poof!" Miao Zhen'er spurted out a mouthful of blood and took several steps back.

Gu Ling missed the whip, even if she was a little annoyed.

She has been under Mu Zhifan's door for so long, and no one has ever dared to dodge the whip thrown out, but today she met two people who were against her, how could she not be angry?

Glancing at Lan Jingrou, the whip in Gu Ling's hand suddenly turned and swept directly towards Miao Zhen'er.

"I'll ask you to help! Let's kill you little slut first! ”

With that vicious tone, a wave of disgust suddenly rose in Lan Jingrou's heart.

"Seal the Blood!"

With a soft drink in his mouth, a veil of blood slipped out of Lan Jingrou's fingertips.

Gu Ling only felt that there was a flash in front of her, and suddenly there was a bloody color, and her wrist was forcibly imprisoned by something.

"Humph! Carving insect subtotal! She snorted coldly, and as her wrist reversed upward, a spirit shot forward.

Lan Jingrou's figure flashed, and the person was already standing next to Miao Zhen'er.

"Heavenly Finger!" She muttered, and except for the black sea of qi in the dantian, the other five seas moved in unison.

A slight collision sound sounded in the air, and there was no previous movement, but it was terrifying, and the spiritual power in the air directly tore open a black hole in space the size of an empty bowl.

Lan Jingrou only felt a surge in the meridians, and the black qi sea automatically operated at this time, directly suppressing the chaotic spiritual power.

Miao Zhen'er's eyes widened slightly when she saw the colorful spiritual power in Lan Jingrou's hand, and when Lan Jingrou's eyes turned around, she hurriedly closed her expression.

It's just that she didn't know that Lan Jingrou had already seen her expression in her eyes.

You must know that even a monk with all the five elements is unable to fuse the five elements aura that is mutually reinforcing and restraining each other to perform a spell, and Lan Jingrou's move just now is clearly a fusion of the five elements spiritual power.

Miao Zhen'er didn't say that it was the first time she saw it, even if she had never heard of it.

Knowing that he has a special aura, it is definitely not a good thing to be seen by Miao Zhen'er now.

Looking at Miao Zhen'er, who had lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, Lan Jingrou pressed the hand holding her lower back, and a little black spiritual power quickly seeped into it.

Miao Zhen'er's body stiffened, and she looked up at Lan Jingrou, with a little confusion in her eyes.

Lan Jingrou didn't look at her, but turned her gaze back to Gu Ling.

Feng Xueling slid a few times along the spiritual power, quickly wrapping around Lan Jingrou's wrist.

Lan Jingrou looked down at the sealed blood Ling hanging on her wrist fluttering in the wind, and raised her eyebrows slightly.

The thing Lan Rou used was really not ordinary, and after being hit by Gu Ling's whip, there was nothing wrong at all.

This thing can be regarded as a desolate weapon or an artifact?

Tsk, with a desolate weapon or an artifact in the Nether, the Holy Heavenly Sect is really wealthy.

Gu Ling also noticed Feng Xueling, her eyes fell on it and looked at it for a moment, and she was about to do it again, but there was a loud shout in the air: "Hugh is messing around!" ”

Lan Jingrou's body was stunned for a while, and the sea of qi that had just calmed down somehow surged again.

This time, the black qi sea in the dantian moved, and Lan Jingrou immediately subconsciously suppressed it.

The next moment, a "poof" sounded.

Lan Jingrou quickly withdrew a few steps, reached out and grabbed the placket of her clothes, gasping for breath and looking up.

In the air, Mu Zhifan walked in the sky.

There was a coldness in his gaze when he swept over her, and when he looked at Gu Ling again, he disappeared again.

A touch of yin flashed in Lan Jingrou's eyes, and before anyone could look at it, she had quickly lowered her eyes.

"Master!" Gu Ling pouted and shouted, raised her hand and pointed at Lan Jingju, "Why did you accept such an apprentice?" Ling'er doesn't like her! ”

Mu Zhifan smiled, landed beside Gu Ling lightly, rubbed her head and said, "Girl, monster." ”

Gu Ling snorted, but she really didn't speak again.

Lan Jingrou always hung her head, Mu Zhifan glanced at her, and suddenly raised her hand.

Lan Jingrou only felt a pull between her wrists, and when she looked up again, the Sealed Blood Ling in her hand had already reached Mu Zhifan's hands.

Feng Xueling had already been recognized by Lan Jingrou, and at this time, it was easy to change the hands of others, and it immediately flew up, and it looked like a struggle.

This blood ling is also conscious of itself?

As soon as Lan Jingrou realized this, another mouthful of blood spurted out.

Feng Xueling also seemed to be suppressed by something, and he didn't move.

It seems, very weak.

Well, this is the feeling between Lan Jingrou's divine sense, and the confession between her and Feng Xueling seems to have been weakened.

No, it was when she came to the Upper Realm to start using it, and the divine consciousness imprint that sealed the blood Ling was concluded was erased.

What is left to feel in the sea of consciousness now is the soul contract concluded by the original Lan Rou and the Sealed Blood Ling.

"It's actually self-conscious, Ling'er, this rhombus yarn is a five-grade wasted weapon, much better than the two-grade whip, take it to recognize the master!"

I rely on your uncle!!

Robbery?! (To be continued.) )