Fang Yuan played with the small tripod in his hand very curiously;
Xuan Ya opened her mouth wide and stared blankly at Fang Yuan, then looked at Luo Bingyun beside her with wide eyes;
"He...he...he..."
Xuan Ya hesitated for a long time, unable to say a complete sentence, while Luo Bingyun turned her head and blinked twice.
Seeing Luo Bingyun not surprised at all, Xuanya pointed at her again,
"you you you......"
Xuan Ya was very curious, was this Saint of the Bingji Sect familiar with the man in front of her?
Why do you seem to be so used to his shocking behavior and not surprised at all?
Could it be that the Goddess Luo didn't know what the treasure tripod was?
That's a pseudo-spiritual weapon, a spiritual weapon! The only three spiritual weapons in Cangxuan Domain.
One piece is in the hands of Qin Ming, the leader of the Tianyan Shen Sect, and two pieces are in the hands of the powerful royal family of the Cangxuan Empire.
At the same time, Qin Ming saw that the tripod had fallen into Fang Yuan's hands, so he tried to control the tripod to return to his hands. After all, he had recognized the owner and could control the sending and receiving at any time.
"Come back, come back quickly!"
Qin Ming linked his fingers with his sword, pointed at the tripod in Fang Yuan's hand, and roared with gritted teeth.
With Qin Ming's control, the tripod actually shook in Fang Yuan's hand, as if trying to break free from Fang Yuan's palm.
"Huh? Still naughty?!"
Finding that the tripod in his palm was constantly struggling, Fang Yuan drew an obscure talisman out of thin air and drove it directly into the tripod.
The talisman was submerged into the treasure tripod, and the faint golden light emitted by the tripod instantly dissipated and turned into a green light.
"Pfft~~"
The moment the tripod glowed green, Qin Ming suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes split open and he roared,
"How is it possible that the mark of the Baoding's recognition of its owner was so easily erased? Doesn't it mean that the Tongtian Baoding only recognizes its owner once?"
The treasure that has been recognized as its owner is forcibly cut off, and the owner's soul will suffer backlash.
"Puff~~"
Qin Ming vomited out two more mouthfuls of blood, covered his chest with his palms, swayed his body, and fell straight from the air. A deep human-shaped pit was smashed into the ground with a bang.
Everyone from Tianyan Shenzong rushed down in panic and helped Qin Ming up.
Seeing such a dramatic change, the red-blooded old monster panicked.
In terms of strength, he was half a point weaker than Qin Ming. Qin Ming was defeated so miserably, so what could he do?
From what Fang Yuan said just now, we know that he wants to fight the Scarlet Blood Sect until death.
The red-blooded old monster was thinking a lot;
He didn't notice that a cyan light shot out quickly from Fang Yuan's head;
This green light looked only half the size of a fist, and it did not have any energy fluctuations.
The green light was extremely fast and plunged into the sea of blood in an instant.
The sea of blood was silent for a while, then suddenly began to flow rapidly, forming a bloody vortex in a short time.
"Not good! Something is absorbing the blood."
The red-blooded old monster suddenly looked up at the whirlpool, and his face turned pale.
Because he discovered that something was rapidly draining the blood from the blood sea, and the devouring speed was terrifying.
This blood is the essence blood that he spent thousands of years and killed hundreds of millions of people to gather;
Afterwards, 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 is devouring this blood, as if they are extracting blood from him.
This blood is very overbearing, and anyone below the extraordinary level who touches it will die.
He can actually absorb it?
The red-blooded old monster had deep fear on his face, but he quickly calmed down;
We must not sit still and wait for death!
The red-blooded old monster shouted angrily, urging the red-blooded sword in his hand to slash at Fang Yuan.
"Blue Blood Qianqiu Slash!"
Several streaks of blood-red sword light shot out quickly, shooting towards Fang Yuan with terrifying power;
The Red Blood Sword is a high-level treasure and is also a well-known murder weapon. This strike is powerful and heavy, with unlimited murderous potential.
Fang Yuan didn't even bother to move, and looked at the sword light coming from him leisurely, as if the sword light had nothing to do with him.
The sword light was as fast as lightning and reached Fang Yuan's eyes in an instant.
But the scene that the red-blooded old monster expected did not appear, because a curtain of blood suddenly shot out from the whirlpool. The ball of blood actually directly scattered the sword light, and the ball of blood also broke into pieces and scattered into the sea of blood.
"Pfft~~"
The red-blooded old monster also vomited a large mouthful of blood and looked at the blood in horror.
The blood released from a cut is like cutting off an arm. It is an act of self-mutilation and will definitely suffer backlash!
"This is my blood. It's incredible to use my blood to block my sword moves."
The red-blooded old monster was horrified, but more than half of the blood that was originally overwhelming was quickly absorbed, and the original sea of blood turned into a small pool of blood.
The red-blooded old monster looked like a person who had most of his blood drained out. His face and skin all over his body turned pale, as if there was no blood left in his body.
The red-blooded old monster didn't dare to be careless anymore. He made a Dingzi Jue on his hand, trying to recover the scattered blood.
However, the suction force of the vortex also increased several times in an instant.
So the red-blooded old monster got into a battle for blood with the whirlpool.
It was like a tug-of-war between the two. You pulled some, and I pulled some, fighting over and over again, with neither one willing to give in.
Fang Yuan glanced at the whirlpool and couldn't laugh or cry.
"Hey, a kid is a kid. If you like playing, keep playing. I'll collect the fruits of victory."
Then he turned to look at Luo Bingyun, threw an autumn spinach and said,
"Little girl, let's go and pick fruits. If you have quick hands, you will have slow hands."
Luo Bingyun nodded slightly, then flew to Fang Yuan's side and landed halfway up the mountain with him.
Xuanya followed immediately, pouting and saying dissatisfiedly:
"Eccentric, why can't you ask me to come with you?"
Seeing Fang Yuan fall to the ground, everyone in the Tianyan Divine Sect took a dozen steps back in fear.
Fang Yuan glanced at the dying Qin Ming, then turned to look at Wei Yandong, and smiled softly,
"Wei Shengzi, I heard that you have a precious mirror, would you mind giving it to me? You know that the beauties around me need mirrors to dress up, and your precious mirror is just right."
Hearing this, Wei Yandong turned pale and said with trembling surprise,
"What kind of mirror? I don't know what kind of mirror it is. If you want a mirror, I'll just order someone to build a big one for you."
A smile appeared on Fang Yuan's lips and he said jokingly,
"I ask again, are you sure you don't have a precious mirror?"
Wei Yandong looked at Fang Yuan in panic, gritted his teeth and said stubbornly;
"I really don't have any precious mirror."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw Fang Yuan take two steps forward. His heart sank and he quickly said in horror,
"Oh, I remember, yes..."
"boom!"
Before Wei Yandong finished speaking, he was slapped to the ground like a ginger.
Fang Yuan waved his finger, and the Qiankun bag on his waist flew into his hand. He took out a precious mirror and scolded,
"It seems like your adults didn't teach you not to lie. You'll have to pay the price this time. It's the fault of a son who doesn't teach his father. Alas..."
Princess Xuanya rolled her eyes and said with contempt in her heart:
"Has he always been so shameless?!"
Fang Yuan walked back to Luo Bingyun in two steps, stood behind her, took a mirror and took a look in front of her.
"Well, the effect is good. It brings out the beauty's entire temperament. You see how good it is to have a mirror. This messy hair can be found immediately and sorted out in time, so that it will always look beautiful."
As he spoke, Fang Yuan stretched out his hands, lifted up the strand of hair from Luo Bingyun's temples, and wrapped it behind her ears.
Well, my hair is so smooth and my face is so tender!
Luo Bingyun knew that Fang Yuan would take the opportunity to take advantage of him, so she slapped his dirty hand off and shouted,
"Get out of here! Believe it or not, I will chop you to death!"
