It was Huai Yinweng's eldest disciple who spoke, half a book.

Gentle and elegant, the words he said were not very polite.

He looked at the two of them with a cold face, and the long sword in his hand was ready to strike.

"This fairy friend, I said, how to get to the cellar?".

Qingluan looked at the half book in front of him, and asked again with a smile.

Banshu looked at her coldly, a thief, and dared to provoke!

He didn't say a word, and raised the long sword in his hand like a Qingluan stabbing away.

Qingluan watched in a daze as the sword shadow flew towards him, and as soon as he lifted his foot, he jumped onto the treetops.

Qing Yinan behind him was suddenly exposed in front of everyone.

Everyone stared at him fiercely.

He smiled helplessly and pointed his hand upward.

"I'm forced too!".

With that, he quickly hid behind a big tree on the side.

Qingluan looked at Qing Yinan, who was dodging, and sneered disdainfully.

"Hmph, out of breath!".

When she despised Qing Yinan, Banshu had already deceived herself.

The fierce sword wind stabbed over with spiritual power.

Qingluan fell backwards and hung his feet from the trunk of the tree.

"Hey, I say, talk well, what kind of hands!"

Half of the book turned a deaf ear to Qingluan's words.

Turning around, a whirl fell, and the long sword went upward, this time pointing directly at Qingluan's chest.

"I'm not just going to ask you for a way, if you don't know, you don't know, as for it?".

Qingluan didn't seem to know what was going on now.

As the sword approached, she slipped off the tree with her feet closed, flipped over, and staggered to the ground.

"I said, you're like this, you're welcome!".

Qingluan felt that this person was very vexatious.

The surrounding fairy children watched their senior brother attack several times but missed, and everyone raised the weapons in their hands one after another.

Qing Yinan on the side looked at it carefully.

Tut-tut, all sorted.

Meteor hammers, curved chain guns, and even more holding chessboards, but the chess pieces in their hands are murderous.

It seems that this matter is a bit difficult to end!

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was on Qingluan, he quietly retreated and found a thicker fruit tree to hide.

He sat on the trunk of the tree, holding the freshly picked fruit in his hand, and looked at Qingluan gracefully.

Qingluan saw that Banshu wanted to kill himself five times, and he was also really angry.

"Toast without eating and eating penalty wine!".

She twisted her fingers, and flames began to emerge from her fingertips, and the blue-purple flames looked very weak.

Qing Yinan saw this unusual color of fireworks at a glance.

"Feng Clan!".

He put down the fruit in his hand and looked at Qingluan with a straight face.

"It's still royal!".

The Feng clan has always made good use of fire attacks, and their level can generally be distinguished by the summoned flames.

The more refined the spiritual power, the darker the color of the flames.

Like the blue-purple flame in Qingluan's hand, only the royal family in the phoenix can summon it.

He saw that the flame in Qingluan's hand was getting bigger and bigger, gradually becoming as big as a torch.

Then she flew forward, flicking her hands forward, and the flames spread out like swords, shooting at the people around her.

The surrounding fairy children saw the fire sword coming, and they flew to dodge one by one, and those fairy children who couldn't dodge were hit by the flames, and they were injured and fell to the ground, and their clothes burned.

Other flames were scattered in the woods behind them.

After a while, a raging flame rose.

"A bold thief, he dares to destroy my fruit forest !!."

Banshu saw that the fruit forest was on fire, and he was angry.

At this time, he didn't care about any reputation and reputation, beckoned everyone behind him, and attacked Qingluan together.

Seeing this, Qingluan sealed his hands.

In an instant, a burning ring of fire appeared around her body, firmly surrounding her.

She closed her eyes and said a word.

The ring of fire swelled rapidly.

Slowly it began to spin, faster and faster.

All the weapons that came were bounced off by the ring of fire.

"Water Tapping!".

Seeing that the weapon in his hand had no effect, Banshu changed the way of attacking.

Everyone hurriedly gathered around, forming a circle, trapping Qingluan in the center.

There are words in the mouth.

Countless tiny columns of water began to emerge from the ground.

The water column gradually approached like an order, and after a while, a huge water dragon formed, hovering and roaring in midair.

"Boom!".

A huge current of water poured down.

Hand over Qingluan's ring of fire to the right.

A brutal showdown between fire and water begins.

Originally, Qingluan was drunk, but at this moment, the powerful offensive of the water flow made her a little powerless.

The ring of fire gradually became smaller and smaller, and after a while, it was as if it was attached to the body.

Qing Yinan, who had been watching the play from the side, didn't see the situation well.

An arrow rushed forward.

At that moment, the ring of fire on Qingluan's body disappeared.

The powerful current of water crashed straight into Qing Yinan's body.

Both of them fell to the ground in unison.

"Hmph, thief, you can't catch it yet!"

The sword of the half book was on Qingluan's slender neck at this moment.

The corners of Qing Yinan's mouth were soaked with bloodshots.

Qingluan looked at the half-book where the swords were facing each other, and then looked at the weak Qing Yinan in front of him.

Suddenly, he tilted his head and fainted.