Frightened, Qian Bufeng subconsciously wanted to escape from here.

But after struggling a few times, he suddenly remembered that he had been firmly bound to this place by that mysterious power.

"What the hell......." The voice suddenly became full of sentimentality, and said quietly: "Not bad...... I was dead a thousand years ago. Now there is only half a wisp of remnant soul left, which is also called a lonely soul and a wild ghost, and it is normal for you to see me not see. ”

Qian Bufeng swallowed his saliva and said in a trembling voice: "Senior, that, junior has no intention of offending, please forgive me." ”

"Don't worry, I won't and can't do anything to you. The voice paused, and continued, "It's just that if you want to leave here, you must take this Xuanbing Fire Sword with you. ”

"This sword has been with me for thousands of years, and you must treat it well. ”

When the last word "it" fell, Qian Bufeng obviously felt a gust of wind blowing, and then he looked up as if he had a feeling, only to see a wisp of green smoke slowly rising.

Later, silence returned to the bottom of the spring.

Qian Bufeng was silent for a while, then suddenly clenched his fists and bent over, and shook the Xuanbing Flame Sword three times with a sincere expression, and said solemnly: "Senior, rest assured, if I am lucky enough to get this sword, I will definitely cherish it." ”

"The sword is there, the person is there, the sword is broken, the person is dead!"

After finishing speaking, Qian Bufeng's face became solemn, then he took a deep breath, stretched out his right hand, and slowly reached into the white light, holding the hilt of the Xuanbing Fire Sword.

Buzzing!

The ice-crystal-like body of the Xuanbing Flame Sword suddenly trembled slightly, and with the crisp sound of a dragon's roar, the white jade bead on the hilt that hid the Taiji diagram began to rotate rapidly.

Then, the carved lifelike flame on the hilt of the sword sprang up and spread down Qian Bufeng's palm, and a moment later it condensed into a red flame glove on his arm.

The red light on the glove flowed, and the flame lines swirled around it, showing a very domineering and good-looking look.

At the same time, Qian Bufeng only felt that a vast sea-like power kept coming from the Xuanbing Fire Sword.

Feeling this vast power, Qian Bufeng only felt that the sword in his hand, with one sword, could split mountains and seas, and split the heavens and the earth.

The power came continuously, and Qian Bufeng only felt that the fighting spirit in his chest had skyrocketed, and the blood in his body was surging.

I saw him raise his head and let out a long roar, and then raised the Xuanbing Flame Sword in his hand, which was almost as high as his shoulder, and slashed at the Ice and Fire Spring above his head.

Shout!

I saw a huge ice blue sword qi suddenly swinging away from the sword god, rushing up, and where it passed, the ice and fire spring water seemed to have encountered a nemesis, and they avoided it one after another, and it didn't take long for it to crack out a passage from the bottom of the spring to the surface of the spring.

Seeing this, Qian Bufeng let out a long howl twice, and then kicked his feet suddenly.

Bang!

His figure suddenly shot up like a cannonball, and in a short time it was out of the fountain of ice and fire and back on the ground.

At this time, the other person was still in mid-air, his eyes swept down, only to see a wall of waves falling suddenly, and in the loud noise, the water surface of the Ice and Fire Spring shook a few times, and soon returned to the calm appearance before.

At this time, Qian Bufeng fell from the sky, turned around a few times, and then landed firmly on the shore.

"Good!good!good!" Qian Bufeng praised three times, looked at the ice blue sword in his hand and the flame glove in his hand, the expression on his face was extremely excited, and said, "What a peerless sword!"

Roar!

Suddenly, two vigilant roars sounded, and Qian Bufeng turned his head to see that the starlight unicorn was looking at him vigilantly, putting on a defensive posture.

At this time, Qian Bufeng remembered that there was still a starlight unicorn whose strength had reached the level of a fourth-level demon pet guarding here.

If he didn't have this Xuanbing Flame Sword in his hand, Qian Bufeng would have seen that this juvenile starlight unicorn could only run away.

But now, with his divine sword in hand, he is not afraid of this starlight unicorn at all!

There was even a burst of battle intent in his eyes, obviously wanting to test the power of this sword on this starlight unicorn whose strength was comparable to that of a fourth-level demon pet.

So, he waved the long sword in his hand, showed a provocative gaze, looked at the starlight unicorn, and said, "What, unicorn, do you want to fight with me?"

As soon as these words came out, the starlight unicorn immediately took two steps back, looked at the Xuanbing Fire Sword in Qian Bufeng's hand with fear and awe, and then shook his head in an extremely humane manner.

Qian Bufeng was slightly startled when he saw this, and said in surprise: "Ah, one-horned little star, can you understand me?"

Under Qian Bufeng's surprised gaze, the Starlight Unicorn nodded.

Qian Bufeng touched his chin and groaned for a moment, then smiled slightly: "Little star, you don't want to fight with me, do you?"

The Starlight Unicorn called twice and nodded.

"That's it. Qian Bufeng smiled and said: "Then I'll take some natural treasures from you, you have no opinion, right?"

The starlight unicorn shook its head like a rattle.

Qian Bufeng was overjoyed when he saw this, and said happily: "Then I can take it." ”

After saying that, his mind moved, and the flame glove on his right hand suddenly turned into a ball of flame and retracted back on the hilt of his sword.

Then Qian Bufeng took out a white ribbon from the Qiankun bag and put it on the Xuanbing Fire Sword, and carried it on his back.

Qian Bufeng took out the Qiankun bag and bent down to pick the dog summer flowers and the ice lotus of the moon.

He muttered as he picked it, "This starlight unicorn seems to be in awe of the Xuanbing Fire Sword....... Sister Yan said that there are a lot of precious herbs here, and I don't know much about it. Bring her another day, and let her pick whatever she likes. ”

"As long as the Xuanbing Fire Sword is in hand, I don't dare to do anything to forgive this one-horned little star. ”

After about ten minutes like this, Qian Bufeng picked almost half of the Sanfu Summer Flowers and Layue Ice Lotus here before stopping.

The starlight unicorn watched from afar, its starry eyes were full of distress, and it should have wanted to go up and press Qian Bufeng to the ground with one paw.

But every time it saw the long sword on Qian Bufeng's back, this thought would immediately disappear.

finally saw Qian Bufeng stop, and a relieved look appeared on the starlight unicorn's face.

If it knew what Qian Bufeng was thinking at this time, it was estimated that he would vomit three liters of blood.

"Okay, that's all for now. Qian Bufeng patted the Qiankun bag with satisfaction, then looked at the starlight unicorn and said, "Thank you, one-horned little star." ”

After saying that, he carried the long sword on his back, swaggered to the bottom of the cliff he had just come down, grabbed the hemp rope, and climbed up slowly.