At this time, Qiao Yu, who was quietly watching in front of him and hearing the conversation between the two sides, also felt a burst of surprise in his heart.

Xuanpin mid-level magic weapons, although there is only one level difference between them and gold products. But the difference between them is absolutely worlds apart. Because of the above-mentioned magic weapons, not only the refining techniques are extremely complicated, but also they must bring a spiritual material.

When the magic weapons reach the Xuanpin and above, they already have some spirituality, and they have the instinct to choose their own masters. Even in the high-level Xuanpin, there are some magic weapons with special materials and exquisite refining techniques. You don't need a monk to control it, and you can exert your own powerful power.

Imagine having a highly spiritual artifact in battle. On the one hand, fighting the enemy, on the other hand, the magic weapon works on its own, which is even equivalent to a large helper. This is a battle between masters of the same level, and even plays the key to determining the victory or defeat.

This is also the weakness of spells compared to magic weapons. At the same product stage, the gold grade magic weapon is enough to easily crack a low-grade spell. And the medium-grade spells also have no room for resistance in the face of the Xuanpin magic weapons.

In this case, Qiao Yu couldn't even be sure if even if he used the Golden Dragon Break and exerted the maximum power of his current strength, it would be enough to deal with Feng Luan's Feng Hua Finger Blade.

"Little girl, this treasure of yours should be an ancient treasure, it looks very interesting, so I accepted it unceremoniously. The beautiful eyes swept the blood map in front of her, and Feng Luan's eyes smiled slightly.

"Then we'll have to see if you have what it takes. Yu Lingyi's mood seemed to be extremely unbeautiful at this time, he snorted coldly, his lips opened slightly, and he said: "Qiankun blood map, summarize all things!"

With his shouting, between the blood maps, the blood was shining. The whole blood map was windless and automatic, and when it shook slightly, the ancient patterns in the map suddenly became ethereal.

The faintly yellowing clouds in the picture suddenly rotated at this moment, as if turning into a sea of clouds, and a vortex in between seemed to be able to absorb all things. A strong aura rushed out, and a violent suction force instantly spread through.

Feeling the appearance of this breath and suction, Feng Luan couldn't help but raise his jade arm slightly, half-covering the jade face. Subconscious dark luck spiritual power. For a while, the blood in his body that had become surging and boiling because of taking the Blood Melting Pill had aroused an extremely strong force at this moment.

"I want to suck this seat in, if it was at first, maybe it would be okay, but now ......" While resisting the strong suction in the blood map, Feng Luan sneered lightly with disdain. The jade arm waved suddenly, and the Fenghua finger blade in his hand suddenly clawed across the air.

In the sweep of his big sleeves, Feng Hua's finger blade immediately appeared brown, and a sonorous sound that was very similar to Feng Ming's voice swept up with extraordinary clarity. In mid-air, there were obviously three brown claw marks, exuding a fierce energy, and they flew by in an instant.

"Wow!" A roaring sound of energy swept away, and the blood map suddenly trembled slightly, and then returned to its original appearance. And the invisible suction force was forcibly broken by the power of this claw.

"I can't even deal with her blood map. Seeing this, although Yu Lingyi was unwilling, he could only grit his teeth and take back the blood map.

"Hehe, it seems that your broken picture is not very powerful, but it's still good to use it as a collection. Feng Luan smiled, with a posture of victory.

On the side, Qiao Yu, who was quietly staring at this scene, secretly sank in his heart. However, just as he was about to sacrifice the Broken Dragon Seal, the old man Yu on the side suddenly said coldly with a sinking voice: "The old man is giving you one last chance, do you want to go or not?"

"Hmph, although you have killed so many people in the Gate of Paradise, this seat does not care. But if you kill my beloved servant, I will not give up on this account. Elder Fengluan snorted coldly.

"Those guys worked hard for the Bliss Gate, it's not a pity to die, with your identity, dying in this kind of place for no reason will only cause a fuss for the old man. If you leave now, it will be good for everyone, otherwise it will only add to the tragedy. Yu Lao's voice gradually deepened, and at the same time, his face gradually became gloomy.

"I'm afraid this is the most unfunny joke I've ever heard, old fellow, you can only achieve the cultivation of the eightfold foundation building with your spells, but after taking the pill, this seat still overwhelms you, plus the power of the Xuanpin mid-level magic weapon. I really can't figure it out, what method do you have to kill me?" Elder Feng Luan heard this, but he didn't care at all, and sneered.

"You've run out of opportunities. Then, after Yu Lao said these words coldly, he suddenly slapped his chest, and then a blood-colored jade gourd floated out of his clothes. Then, without the slightest hesitation, he opened the mouth and poured a few mouthfuls.

On the side, Qiao Yu looked at this scene with a puzzled face. However, this blood-colored jade gourd is the first time he has seen it since he came here. The jade gourd that was used to hold low-grade drunken immortal drinks was all cyan. And this blood-colored jade gourd, listening to what Yu Lingyi said, seems to be used to hold high-level drunken immortal drinks.

"Father-in-law, you still don't want to?" Seeing this, Yu Lingyi suddenly looked stunned, with a trace of worry in her beautiful eyes, and asked suspiciously.

"You all retreat!" After Yu Lao finished taking a sip of the drunken immortal drink, he took back the gourd. At this time, his face quickly flushed, and his eyes gradually became blurred, but there was a touch of essence.

As if something was confirmed, Yu Lingyi hurriedly shouted: "No, father-in-law, you are seriously injured, you may die if you do this." ”

"Take her out of the way!" Elder Yu ordered sternly. Qiao Yu, who was on the side, immediately stepped forward when he heard the words and pulled Yu Lingyi aside.

"Hmph, what the hell are you doing, this seat has no patience to spend time with you!" Feng Luan snorted coldly, and the Fenghua finger blade in his hand stretched slightly, and a low phoenix roar swept up.

At this time, after being immersed for a while, Yu Lao's eyebrows suddenly froze, and then a burst of violence suddenly came out of his mouth. As he shouted, his limbs stretched out, and a burst of invisible energy erupted from his whole body. In an instant, his clothes were shattered and shattered.

The next moment, Yu Lao seemed to suddenly turn back into the drunken old man, full of alcohol, with a crazy smile on his face. Looking up, a wild laugh rose to the sky, and the bright laughter lingered for nine days, and he said in his mouth: "Haha, the old man hasn't been so happy for a long time, how many years, I haven't moved my muscles and bones well, I really imagined that back then, like a dream, and then I was younger, I was afraid that I would die without complaint." ”

Looking at the crazy Yu Lao in front of him, for some reason, Qiao Yu at this moment suddenly felt that there was an invisible and powerful coercion on the former's body. That feeling, as if the sky was falling, was difficult to match the oppression of the former's all-body aura.

"Father-in-law, don't do this!" Yu Lingyi's eyes were slightly red, and he hurriedly called.

"Crazy man, bad old man, I've had enough!" Elder Fengluan faced this strange scene, he should have won by himself, how did he act as if he was going to die. With a cold sound, his posture flashed, and he stepped forward, and the sharp claws in his hands instantly swept through the air, with a burst of sharp and powerful claw marks, and the strength seemed to be able to tear everything, and the strong phoenix roar lingered endlessly.

"It's good to come, drunken madness!" With a shout, Yu Lao's whole body aura suddenly soared, and the cultivation that originally fell back to the fifth level of foundation building suddenly soared back to the eighth level of foundation building.

And this time, Qiao Yu could clearly feel that the aura on the former's body at this time was very condensed and majestic. It's as if the cultivation of the eightfold foundation building is not improved by spells, but really exists.

At the moment when the momentum soared, Yu Lao is sleeves swept away, and a gust of wind swept forward, immediately rolling up the dust in the sky and spurting towards Feng Luan.

Faced with this scene, Feng Luan just showed disdain and sneered: "I thought it was amazing, but it turned out that it was just to improve my cultivation." After speaking, the sharp blades in his hands staggered, and he slashed his claws. The two powerful claw marks broke through the air between the sharp ones, and they directly tore the strong wind into two pieces.

"Drunken Rage Furious Technique!" With a violent sound coming from Yu Lao's mouth again, for a while, Yu Lao's whole body momentum rose rapidly again. For a while, an almost substantial coercion suddenly surged from Yu Lao's body.

Feeling the appearance of this coercion, Qiao Yu and Feng Luan, both of them were shocked. Qiao Yu's heart was tightly condensed, and he said secretly: "This coercion, if my expectations are good, it shouldn't be the spiritual sense that can only be done by Jindan True Spirit!"

"How is it possible!What kind of spell can raise the cultivation level so high!" As if sensing something, Elder Fengluan's figure froze, and his face was full of incredulity. However, when his heavenly eye scanned the volume, he found that Yu Xiuwei was still only building the foundation eightfold, and this time it seemed that what was improved was only the primordial spirit and spiritual power.

But Rao is like this, if he can have the strength of the Yuan Shen in the Jindan period, then he can release his spiritual sense. If you can release your spiritual sense, you can take a hundred steps and your spiritual sense gushing out and shoot directly at the original spirit. This kind of attack is not something that Tsukiki Zhenren can resist at all.

I never expected that Yu Lao would still hide such a domineering spell. Feng Luan's face couldn't help but show a hint of hesitation. However, after a while, he gritted his teeth again, and said with a ruthless look in his eyes: "It's just relying on spells, and it's not the real Jindan True Spirit!"

As soon as the words came out, Feng Luan didn't hesitate anymore, the Fenghua finger blade in his hand was raised suddenly, and when the brown mangs were released, he shouted in his mouth: "Phoenix cracks nine days!" As soon as the words fell, the momentum of his whole body soared at this moment, and finally all gathered between his hands and claws.

"Blood rain turns into qi!" Under the multiple surges of cultivation and spiritual power, a fierce surge of blood qi suddenly swept around itself, and Yu Lao's whole person was like a bottle of war god descending into the world, laughing wildly in his mouth, and a roar of anger was like thunder, deafening.

"Bad old man, break this seat!" After Feng Luan's momentum climbed to the limit, he also faintly reached the level of Jindan True Spirit.

The Fenghua finger blade in his hand was raised high at this moment, and a trace of the humble phoenix roar, like several invisible madness, was coiling and flying. Then, at the moment when his arms slammed down, a violent phoenix roar surged, accompanied by the thick brown claw marks of the arm, cutting through the sky and falling fiercely.

"Haha, come on, Drunken Extreme Blood Collapse Technique!" At this time, Yu Lao, under the operation of the three methods of blood rain qi decision, drunken madness and madness, and drunken rage and rage, the momentum was already as pressing as Mount Tai. But at the moment when his words were settled, his momentum was surging like a flood in a moment, and in an instant, this momentum broke through the embankment.

I saw that Yu Lao's arms were stretched out, his arms were clenched, and there was no fancy, but he swung straight ahead. At this time, its whole body breath, spiritual power, and even the power of the primordial spirit, combined with a surging blood wave, were like waves surging, and a huge wave swept away. In an instant, it rushed out with an unusually strong force.

There was a blood-colored wave, and two rows of brown blades collided fiercely in one place at this moment, each carrying a strong momentum. For a while, the violent air currents made the entire surrounding environment irritable.

The aura of heaven and earth was also affected by these two fluctuations, and it became chaotic. The impact of energy, the whistling sound, like a ghost crying wolf, and the wind is raging, as if it is about to take away everything in this world.

"Father-in-law!" Then, under Yu Lingyi's seemingly sharp voice, but under the strong wind, it seemed silent. The two strong fluctuations finally dispersed violently after a burst of collision.

The huge blood-colored wave completely devoured the entire brown blade in an instant. But obviously, the volume and aura of the blood wave were reduced by half at this moment. Rao is like this, but the blood wave still retains its strong energy, surging in.

And Feng Luan, who faced this scene, never expected that the opponent's spell was so strong. Immediately, he didn't dare to hesitate, and his spiritual power was stimulated desperately, and the Fenghua finger blade in his hands was so fierce that he resisted in front of him.

"Poof!" As the huge wave instantly hit Feng Luan's delicate body, a blood-colored line slashed an arc in mid-air. The latter's whole person flew out upside down like a cannonball, and finally smashed down on the ancient tree in the distance.