The white light in the valley quickly dissipated, revealing the valley as it was. On the opposite side, the white-clothed young man from Qingyun Peak was sitting cross-legged, and it could be seen from his frowning brow that he was in great pain at this time.

And not far behind him, Luo Ziyi leaned against the stone wall a little weakly, the blood stains on the corners of her mouth were very dazzling, but Rao was like this, her eyes were also looking straight into the air, as if she wanted to see something.

Fang Yan's gaze stayed on her for a moment, and then he took it back, and glanced at the Lingqing Palace and Yunxiao Sect again, his eyes flickering slightly.

At this time, the rugged young man from Yunxiaomen seemed to be awakened by the movement in mid-air and looked up.

In mid-air, the white light slowly dissipated under the suppression of the Flame Leopard King, and a long sword with a faint cold light appeared in front of their eyes.

The long sword is almost like a long sword with a human arm, and because it is too far away, it is impossible to see the sword body clearly. But Rao was like this, Fang Yan's eyes also lit up suddenly, and he looked greedily in the air.

Although the distance was not short, he could feel the aura emanating from this long sword, a very terrifying aura, an aura that almost suffocated him. The aura emanating from this long sword was far from being comparable to the blood-red spirit weapon on his body.

From these breaths, it is enough to show that this spiritual weapon has an extraordinary origin and is very powerful.

"God...... Divine soldiers? ”

Suddenly, a trembling voice rang out from the side.

"Divine soldiers?" Fang Yan's body stiffened violently, and he gasped fiercely, and quickly turned his head to look at the rugged young man. There was a look of horror in his eyes.

The rugged young man looked at the air with a dull expression, his face was full of disbelief, obviously he couldn't believe that in this ruins, he could actually find such an ancient weapon as a divine soldier.

Fang Yan suddenly thought of something, and quickly looked at Luo Ziyi, and then his heart and body couldn't help but tremble.

Luo Ziyi's face was also full of shock, and his eyes were also filled with a look of disbelief.

At this time, the white-clothed young man from Lingqing Palace and Qingyun Peak also woke up, and they also looked at the air with a shocked face, extremely surprised.

Seeing the Shanghai expressions on these people's faces, where would he still be suspicious.

"Divine soldier, this is actually a divine soldier!" Fang Yan's eyes suddenly became hot, and his face was full of ecstasy. Then, as if he had thought of something, his face suddenly became ugly.

He suddenly remembered that the reason why the Flame Leopard King appeared here and waited here was because he came for this divine weapon. If it wanted to get its hands on it, he wouldn't be able to stop it.

"What's that?" A weak voice suddenly came from behind him, and Ziling struggled to get up from the ground and came to his side.

"It's a magic weapon." Fang Yan said with a solemn face.

"Divine soldiers." Ziling pursed his lips, but soon realized something, his face changed suddenly, and he stared at Fang Yan and asked, "What did you say?" Divine soldiers? How few magic weapons are left in the world? ”

Fang Yan nodded slightly.

Ziling's mouth opened unconsciously, and he looked at the air in a daze, his face was stunned, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. After a while, she seemed to think of something, and as soon as her little hand flipped over, an elixir appeared in her palm.

It's the panacea.

Looking at her like this, it seems that this divine weapon is also inevitable. However, after taking out this pill, she was not in a hurry to take it, but looked at the air a little nervously, as if she was waiting for something.

In mid-air, the Flame Leopard King looked at the divine soldier who was only half a foot away from him with a complicated expression, and was silent for a long time.

The divine soldier struggled desperately, trying to break free from its captivity, but he couldn't break free.

"How many years? We're finally meeting again. After a long time, the Flame Leopard King let out a sigh of emotion, and let out a long sigh, very melancholy.

"After waiting for so many years, I finally waited for this day, do you think I will let you go?"

"How do you feel about seeing the light of day again? Do you feel a little uncomfortable? ”

"After all these years, you haven't changed at all."

"Unfortunately, you still can't be free again, never will."

As if he had met an old friend, the Flame Leopard King muttered to himself in mid-air, regardless of whether the spirit weapon could be understood or not.

"Don't waste your efforts, since you have regained your day, then, let's see if anyone can be your new master today."

As soon as the words fell, the Flame Leopard King's palm suddenly waved.

"Whew!"

The divine soldier fell uncontrollably and returned to the valley again, only three or four zhang away from the dialect people.

Looking at the divine soldier who was close at hand, Fang Yan felt that his heart was about to jump out, and he stood with bated breath, not daring to move, but his eyes were staring at the Flame Leopard King in mid-air, as if waiting for his next instructions.

The Flame Leopard King stared at the divine soldier below, and said lightly: "I think you already know what it is, and if you want to keep it for yourself, you can rely on your own abilities." ”

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

As soon as the Flame Leopard King's words fell, two figures galloped out and rushed straight towards the divine soldiers in mid-air.

One of them naturally spoke in dialects, while the other was the white-clothed young man from Qingyun Peak.

Ziling wanted to take the elixir in her hand, but after seeing Fang Yan rush out, she was slightly stunned, and put away the elixir in a stupid way, and sighed helplessly.

Seeing her like this, she actually planned not to compete with him.

Fang Yan's injury had fully recovered, and his speed was naturally not comparable to that of the white-clothed young man in Qingyun Peak, and in just two blinks of an eye, his figure had already appeared in front of the divine soldier, and his palm was held straight towards the hilt of the sword.

"You dare!" The young man in white was horrified when he saw this, and with a wave of his palm, the spiritual weapon in his hand struck out directly, stabbing straight at the vital points around him.

The dialect turned a blind eye and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

Below, the faces of several people from Yunxiaomen and Lingqing Palace suddenly turned pale, and their bodies moved, and they also flew out.

"Humph!" Seeing this, Ziling snorted coldly, and as soon as his little hand flipped over, two spiritual weapons flew towards the two of them.

"What?" The rugged young man was shocked when he saw this, but his face showed a strange look, how could he have thought that at this time, this little girl actually had the leisure to attack them, didn't she know that three or four feet in front of her, there was a priceless divine weapon?

Not only him, but even the disciple under the Lingqing Palace didn't expect that this little girl would attack them at this time.

Two spiritual artifacts appeared in front of the two of them in the blink of an eye, blocking their figures.