Fang Yuan played with the little Baoding in his hand very curiously;

Xuan Ya opened her mouth wide, staring at Fang Yuan in a daze, and then stared at Luo Bingyun beside her with wide eyes;

"He.... He... He ......"

Xuanya slurred for a long time, but she didn't say a complete word, but Luo Bingyun turned her head and blinked her eyes twice.

Seeing that Luo Bingyun was not surprised at all, Xuanya pointed at her again,

"You... You... You ......"

Xuan Ya was very curious, was this Holy Maiden of the Ice Pole Sect familiar with the man in front of her?

Why did he seem to be accustomed to such a shocking behavior, and he was not surprised at all?

Could it be that this Luo Shennu doesn't know what that Baoding is?

That's a pseudo-spiritual weapon, a spiritual weapon! The only three spiritual weapons in the Cangxuan Domain.

One is in the hands of Qin Ming, the sect leader of the Tianyan Divine Sect, and two are in the hands of the powerhouses of the royal family of the Cangxuan Empire.

At the same time, Qin Ming saw that Baoding had fallen into the hands of Fang Yuan, so he tried to manipulate Baoding back into his hands, after all, he had recognized the lord and could control the sending and receiving at any time.

"Come back, come back to me!"

Qin Ming put his fingers together with his sword, pointed at the treasure ding in Fang Yuan's hand, gritted his teeth and roared.

With Qin Ming's control, that Baoding actually shook in Fang Yuan's hand, as if he was about to break free from Fang Yuan's palm.

"Huh? Still naughty?! ”

Finding that the treasure tripod in the palm of his hand was constantly struggling, Fang Yuan drew an obscure sigil out of thin air and directly entered the treasure tripod.

The sigil was submerged in the treasure ding, and the faint golden light emitted by the treasure ding instantly dissipated, and a blue light came out instead.

"Poof~~"

At the moment when Baoding burst out of the blue light, Qin Ming suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were split and he roared,

"How is it possible that the mark of Baoding's confession of the Lord has been erased so simply? Didn't you say that Tongtian Baoding only recognized the Lord once? ”

If the treasure of the Lord is forcibly cut off, the master's soul will suffer a backlash.

"Puff~~"

Qin Ming spat out two mouthfuls of blood, covered his chest with his palms, shook his body and fell straight into the air, smashing the ground into a human-shaped pit with a bang.

The people of the Tianyan Divine Sect all rushed down in a panic and helped Qin Ming up.

Seeing such a dramatic mutation, the red-blooded old monster panicked.

In terms of strength, he is half a point weaker than Qin Ming, Qin Ming has been defeated so badly, what can he do?

From what Fang Yuan said, he knew that he was going to fight the Red Blood Sect endlessly.

The red-blooded old monster is full of thoughts;

He didn't notice that a cyan light shot out quickly above Fang Yuan's head;

This blue light looked like it was only half the size of a fist, and it didn't have any energy fluctuations.

The speed of the blue light was extremely fast, and it plunged into the sea of blood at once.

The sea of blood was silent for a while, and then suddenly flowed rapidly, and in a short time a blood-colored vortex formed.

"Not good! Something is absorbing blood. ”

The red-blooded old monster suddenly looked up at the whirlpool, and his face turned pale.

Because he found that something was rapidly pumping blood from the sea of blood, and the speed of devouring it was terrifying.

These bloods are the soul blood that he has spent thousands of years and killed hundreds of millions of people to gather;

After that, it was refined and cultivated countless times in his own body, and it can be said that it has become a part of his body's blood.

Now someone devoured the blood, as if it were drawing blood from him.

This blood is very domineering, and those who touch it below the transcendent realm will die.

He was able to absorb it?

The red-blooded old monster had a deep fear on his face, but quickly calmed down again;

Don't sit still!

The red-blooded old monster shouted angrily, urging the red-blooded sword in his hand to slash towards Fang Yuan.

"Blue Blood Thousand Autumn Slash!"

Several blood-red sword rays quickly struck out, shooting towards Fang Yuan with terrifying power;

The Red Blood Sword is a high-level treasure weapon, and it is also a well-known killing weapon.

Fang Yuan didn't even bother to move, and looked at the sword rays shot leisurely, as if these sword rays had nothing to do with him.

The sword was as fast as lightning, and it was in front of Fang Yuan's eyes in an instant.

But the scene that the red-blooded old monster expected did not appear, because a blood curtain suddenly shot out from the whirlpool, and the blood directly blasted those sword rays away, and the blood was also scattered in the sea of blood.

"Poof~~"

The red-blooded old monster also spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at the ball of blood with horrified eyes,

The blood released from the slash is like cutting off the arm, which is an act of self-harm, and it will definitely be counterattacked!

"This is my blood, it's unbelievable to use my blood to block my sword moves."

The red-blooded old monster was horrified, and the originally overwhelming blood was quickly absorbed, and the original sea of blood also turned into a small pool of blood.

The red-blooded old monster looked like a person who had been drained of most of his blood, and his face and skin turned white, as if there was no blood in his body anymore.

The red-blooded old monster didn't dare to be careless anymore, and pinched a trick in his hand, wanting to recover the blood that had been scattered.

However, the suction power of that whirlpool also increased several times in an instant.

So the Red Blood Monster and the Vortex were caught in a battle for blood.

The two are like a tug-of-war, you pull some, I pull some more, and they fight repeatedly, and no one refuses to back down.

Fang Yuan glanced at the whirlpool, crying and laughing,

"Alas, a little kid is a little kid, if you like to play, keep playing, I'll go and collect the fruits of victory."

Then he turned his head to look at Luo Bingyun, threw an autumn spinach and said,

"Little girl, let's go, go pick the fruit, the hands are fast, the hands are slow."

Luo Bingyun nodded slightly, and with a swing of his body, he flew to Fang Yuan's side, and landed halfway up the mountain with him.

Xuanya immediately followed, pouting and dissatisfied:

"Eccentric, why can't you call me along?"

Seeing Fang Yuan fall to the ground, everyone in the Tianyan Divine Sect took a dozen steps back in fear.

Fang Yuan glanced at Qin Ming, who was dying, then turned his head to look at Wei Yandong, and said with a light smile,

"Wei Shengzi, I heard that you have a treasure mirror, do you mind giving it to me? You know, the beauties around me need a mirror to dress up, and your treasure mirror is just right. ”

Hearing this, Wei Yandong's face turned pale, and he trembled and exclaimed,

"What treasure mirror? I don't know what a treasure mirror is, if you want a mirror, I'll go back and have someone make you a big one. ”

The corners of Fang Yuan's mouth lifted a smile, and he said playfully,

"Let me ask again, are you sure you don't have a treasure mirror?"

Wei Yandong looked at Fang Yuan with a panicked face, gritted his teeth and said stubbornly;

"I don't really have any treasure mirrors."

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly saw Fang Yuan take two steps forward, his heart sank, and he hurriedly said in horror,

"Oh, I remember, there is a ......"

"Bang!"

Before Wei Yandong finished speaking, he was flattened to the ground like a slap of ginger.

Fang Yuan waved his fingers, and the Qiankun bag on his waist flew into his hand, he took out a treasure mirror, and scolded,

"It seems that the adults of your family didn't teach you not to lie, pay the price this time, the son doesn't teach the father, alas, ......"

Lord Xuanya rolled his eyes, and said with contempt in his heart:

"Has he always been so shameless?!"

Fang Yuan walked back to Luo Bingyun's side in two steps, stood behind her, and took a picture in front of her with a treasure mirror.

"Well, the effect is good, the temperament of the beauty is fully reflected, you see how good it is to have a mirror, this messy strand of hair can be found immediately and sorted out in time, and it will always remain beautiful and moving."

As he spoke, Fang Yuan also stretched out his salty pig hand, picked up the strand of hair at Luo Bingyun's sideburns, and wrapped it around behind his ear.

Well, the hair is so smooth and the face is so tender!

Luo Bingyun knew that Fang Yuan would take the opportunity to rub the oil, slapped his salty pig hand, and shouted,

"Get out of here! Believe it or not, I'll hack you to death! ”