Baili Ruoyun looked at the tea spilled by Situ Fengyi with a regretful face, sighed and said, "It's a pity that this snow dew is soaked in Biluochun." ”

"But don't you still have a cup in your hand......?

Baili Ruoyun shook his head helplessly, what Situ Fengyi said had always been meaningful, and at this time, he couldn't guess what he was referring to.

"Last time, Feng Qianmo asked you to find a Gu technique, and after that, it can be said that it burned the camp?"

A murderous aura flashed in Baili Ruoyun's eyes in an instant, and he crumpled the cup in his hand into pieces, turned into a beautiful powder, and dissipated after spinning in the air a few times.

"It's a pity that this cup is broken, and you won't be able to drink tea!"

"If the cup is broken, can't you take another one?" the provocative meaning in Baili Ruoyun's eyes was even worse.

Situ Fengyi smiled and said nothing.

It seems that Baili Ruoyun already knows what he is referring to......

"That's ......" When Nangong Ling arrived, he stepped on the black flame qilin, his eyes were incredible, and the depths of his dark black eyes reflected the white shadow that resisted the thunderstorm......

This, isn't this Feng Qianmo?

No, that's not right! Feng Qianmo's ability can't be so weak, and he can resist the thunder with his own hands! However, that familiar figure can no longer be familiar, only Feng Qianmo is.

A burst of deep meaning flashed in Nangong Ling's eyes, and his fingers stroked his chin thoughtfully, if it was really Feng Qianmo's strange thing, it was estimated that there was only one possibility......

That is, Feng Qian Mo Neidan gave it to others! The remaining immortal power in his body was only enough to resist these heavenly thunders.

Interesting! I didn't expect that man to wear a mask for so long, and finally show his fox tail!

Feng Qianmo once again dissolved a thunderbolt head-on, with a light smile in his eyes, dressed in white like a fairy, under the backdrop of purple thunder, it was like a white phoenix roaring against thunder.

"Your Majesty, Qin Xue ...... her" Long Wuyue looked at Feng Qinxue who was still meditating worriedly, "Could it be ......" She can't refine such a strong immortal power.

Feng Qianmo knew what Long Wuyue was going to say, so she glanced at Long Wuyue and interrupted, "If you can't even refine the power of this Immortal Venerable, you won't be able to count on her to be a ......teacher in the future."

Suddenly, the formation under Feng Qinxue's body began to brighten up again, and the immortal power continued to rush forward as if it had been beaten with chicken blood......

Sanxian one-star, two-star, three-star, four-star, five-star......

Advanced!

In an instant, a burst of white light exploded all around, dazzling so that the people around covered their eyes, and when everyone's hands were put down again, they were all shocked by the picture in front of them!

Cranes are flying, white clouds are fluttering, surrounded by green mountains, with a few bird cries, which is particularly quiet.

And the originally menacing heavenly thunder seemed to have lost its target, and it didn't know where to split, and it paused in the air.

Feng Qianmo withdrew the silver light in his hand, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth, and slowly said four words, "A suspense dream." ”

Long Wuyue shook the dragon's body, frowned, and said, "Isn't it supposed that the characteristics of the Venerable Scattered Immortals should be suspended in the air?"

Feng Qianmo lay elegantly on Long Wuyue's body, her jade-like eyes felt the beauty of the environment with enjoyment, and her black hair spread out lazily, "superficial, superficial...... Definitely, definitely!"

"Superficial, isn't it?" Long Wuyue's confusion in his heart was even stronger, and he only hoped that Feng Qianmo could say the doubts in his heart.