"Ling'er, why are you outside?"

Nie Feng's face was even more embarrassed, and it was better to keep it a secret about giving Duanmu Ning his belly pocket.

"Hmph, why did you send Sister Ning and not give it to me?"

Chen Ling'er looked serious, and when she heard this, Nie Feng had a black line on her face and almost fell to the ground.

"Eh, Ling'er, if you want, I'll give it to you later, this belly pocket is an eight-grade perfect magic weapon, which can be used for Ning'er's self-defense. ”

"Oh, I see, but why is it transparent?"

Chen Linger's face was suspicious, the belly pocket she was wearing was not like this, it would never be translucent.

"Well, you don't know, the eight-grade perfect magic weapon is like this. ”

"Is that so?"

Chen Ling'er couldn't believe it, there was a suspicious look in her beautiful eyes, she suddenly smiled and said, "Sister Ning, can you give me a try, the eight-grade perfect magic weapon seems to be very fun." ”

"Well, here you go. ”

Duanmu Ning turned around, and there was a sound of rustling, she changed her original belly pocket and gave the water wave belly pocket to Chen Ling'er.

The relationship between the two women is very good, there is nothing to talk about, Duanmu Ning gave Chen Ling'er a close-fitting belly pocket to try on, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

Chen Ling'er also turned around and put on a belly pocket, a little dissatisfied, and muttered in a low voice: "Brother, your size is too big, I can't wear it." ”

"I originally refined it for Ning'er, if you want it, I'll get you a smaller one next time." ”

"Hmph, brother, you're so bad, you look down on me!"

Chen Ling'er returned Shuibo's belly pocket to Duanmu Ning, took care of herself, and hid in the corner of the cultivation room, not wanting to pay attention to Nie Feng.

Nie Feng's face was inexplicable, and he immediately smiled dumbly, presumably because Chen Ling'er disliked himself for being small.

......

The next day, early in the morning, Nie Feng walked out of the cultivation room, intending to go to the Dragon Clan to collect some materials to use to refine a new belly pocket.

With Nie Feng's current Yuan Pattern attainments, he could only refine a seven-grade perfect magic weapon at most, which was of little help to Chen Ling'er in the Martial Saint realm. However, Chen Ling'er wanted, and Nie Feng had to satisfy her.

After the dragon clan found the right materials, Nie Feng planned to start refining, but this time it was not translucent, and the two women in the province thought he was light and not serious.

"It's good to make a pink one, embroider two cute rabbits on it, Ling'er should like it, but the size should be smaller, otherwise she will be angry again." ”

Nie Feng muttered quietly, and after a while, he successfully refined a pink belly pocket, and the size seemed to be about two-thirds of the size of the water wave belly pocket.

"What kind of yuan pattern is good to engrave? Ling'er is powerful, and she doesn't need a belly pocket to provide defense, so it's better to use it as a magic weapon to transmit information. ”

Nie Feng's heart moved, and he carved out the Xinyi Tongyuan pattern, which is a seven-grade yuan pattern, which has no lethality, but after being engraved on the magic weapon, it can make the magic weapon have the ability to transmit sound.

"After Ling'er wears this heart-to-heart belly pocket, no matter where she is, I can contact her and have the same thoughts!"

Nie Feng smiled, and secretly said that he was extremely smart, and he could communicate with Ling'er at any time in the future, and in a critical moment, he could also ask Ling'er to help, this little girl was a master of the Martial Saint realm!

Not long after, Nie Feng engraved the Xinyi Tongyuan pattern in his belly pocket, and the magic weapon was successfully refined, and a seven-grade perfect magic weapon was baked!

Stepping out, Nie Feng's face was filled with a bright smile, and he was about to hand over his heart to Ling'er, when suddenly, above the sky, there were several strong breaths coming!

"It's not good, there is a strong man from the realm of Emperor Wu coming!"

Nie Feng's face was solemn, if it was a Martial Saint, he wouldn't be worried, but Martial Emperor, it would be different!

In the entire dragon clan, only Ji Qianjiao has reached the realm of Martial Emperor, and if the other party is Emperor Martial Emperor, it must be a high-level figure of the Immortal Sect or the Wuji Sword Sect.

With a "whoosh", a large number of figures appeared in the sky, the first person, with a childish face and a kind of momentum of a superior person, awe-inspiring and inviolable!

"It's him!"

Nie Feng's eyes froze, and he recognized that the strong man at the head was the Supreme Elder of the Immortal Sect, Duan Yunxiao!

In the Immortal Sect, in addition to the leader Changshengzi, there are also many powerhouses in the Martial Emperor Realm, and Duan Yunxiao is one of them.

However, after Nie Feng saw Duan Yunxiao, he calmed down in his heart, Duan Yunxiao's strength was still a lot worse than Ji Qianxiao's, and he must not have come to fight with the Dragon Clan. If there is a war, the eldest son must come over, otherwise, it will definitely not be able to destroy the dragon clan.

"Ji Qianjiao, when you see my Immortal Gate coming, don't you come out to greet me?"

Duan Yunxiao's majestic voice came out, echoing in the sky, many dragon clan powerhouses were terrified, the three thousand dragon people were frightened, and even those dragon clan holy sons who were hidden in the shadows felt a coercion from their souls!

The realm of Emperor Wu is a peerless power, controlling the imperial arts, possessing the power of rules, and even controlling time, making time go back and time backwards! Their methods are unimaginable!

"Duan Yunxiao, you brought someone to my dragon clan, what's the matter?"

The dragon clan, a figure came from the sky, it was the patriarch of the dragon clan, Ji Qianjiao!

"It's not a big deal, one of the fountains of life in my Immortal Gate was stolen, and after investigation, it was confirmed that the person who stole the fountain of life was the holy son of the dragon clan, Nie Feng. ”

Duan Yunxiao spoke eloquently, his eyes swept through the crowd, and he found Nie Feng, and two substantial cold rays burst out.

Nie Feng's eyes condensed slightly, resisting Duan Yunxiao's coercion, his previous life was the Ancient Dragon Emperor, with the power of an emperor, Duan Yunxiao wanted to subdue him with coercion, it was not enough.

"Huh?"

In the sky, Duan Yunxiao's face changed slightly, and he thought that his eyes could make Nie Feng kneel down and bow down, but this was not the case.

Nie Feng looked at the sky and found a familiar shadow, but it was Leng Xin from the Immortal Gate. He had heard Leng Xin mention that his master was the Supreme Elder of the Immortal Sect, and he thought it was Duan Yunxiao.

"Nie Feng, don't come unharmed!"

Leng Xin stepped on the void, and her beautiful face showed a trace of murderous aura, what happened to her in the Burial Heaven Demon Cave was too miserable, not only did she fail to get three magic stones, but she was also taken away by Nie Feng.

"Miss Leng, thank you for the gift. ”

Nie Feng smiled, his face strange. Hearing this, Leng Xin's delicate body trembled with anger, of course she knew what Nie Feng was talking about, it was her corset.

"Hand over my battle suit, and three magic stones, otherwise, you will die today!"

"What a magic stone, what a suit, I don't know what you're talking about, but there's one corset, a suit, no. ”

Nie Feng's face was flat, and between speaking, a figure in the distance rushed over, it was Da Bai.

"Leng Xin, why are you here?

The big white traitor laughed twice, squeezed his eyebrows, and he was still thinking about Leng Xin's corset.