In the large formation, except for Zhen Qianzhou and Luo Fuxian.
There is also a man and a woman. The woman has emerald green hair and is wearing green clothes. In her hands, there are three large five-level fairy swords that have turned into a sword formation to strangle the vines that are surrounding them.
The man is holding an immortal sword, which is the Great Luo Six-turn Immortal Sword. In addition, between his eyebrows, there is a third eye, which is transformed by supernatural power.
Qin Xuan could tell that the sky-reaching light before was caused by the great Luo magical power moved by these eyes.
Zhen Qianzhou was responsible for holding the fairy storage bag with its mouth wide open to collect the broken vines.
Luo Fuxian was condensing the secret in his hand, and wisps of white aura flowed around him.
Except for the blood vines surrounding him, the fragrance in the sea of soul-stealing flowers steals the soul, and the flower seeds invade the body at all times.
The wisps of white flow lingered in the formation. Each wisp of white flow turned in a circle and turned into different colors. Then it entered a sachet fairy treasure in Na Luo Fuxian's hand. From the sachet fairy treasure,
Then wisps of white breath flowed out.
Not only that, there were thirty-three azure silver needles in Luo Fuxian's hands, flying around, seemingly useless, but in fact they destroyed countless imperceptible pollen and flower seeds.
Qin Xuan glanced at it and then looked away.
Luo Fuxian's medical practice is not as good as that of Tongjing in terms of combat power, but the role it plays in the sea of soul-seizing flowers is more important than some Hunyuan.
Although the four of them seem to be in danger, they all have rich possessions, and from the looks of things, they seem to be collecting treasures, while Fei is in danger of falling.
Qin Xuan had already said in the past that he had finished his relationship with the siblings, and even if they met again, he would turn a blind eye to them.
Therefore, Qin Xuan did not intend to pay attention to whether the Luo Fuxian siblings were robbed or not. It had nothing to do with him.
Even if he fell into this sea of soul-stealing flowers, it was only his own fault.
Qin Xuan was stepping, and at this moment, Zhen Qianzhou and Luo Fuxian seemed to also see Qin Xuan.
"Qin Changqing!?"
"Why is he here!?"
Zhen Qianzhou's voice was filled with surprise and uncertainty. He looked at the direction where Qin Xuan came from, and couldn't help but feel a slight shock in his heart. "He came out of Long Desert!?"
Luo Fuxian on the side was slightly shaken, and the white streams around him seemed to be slightly unstable.
"Miss Luo!"
The woman who was also in the formation couldn't help but speak out, her face turned anxious.
They relied on Luo Fuxian's method to get involved in this sea of soul-stealing flowers.
If you are hallucinated by the fragrance of this sea of flowers, and your bones are eroded by its seeds, Mo Yan Daluo, I am afraid Hunyuan will have a severe headache.
Luo Fuxian had already reacted, and his soul moved slightly to swallow up some of the fragrance that rushed into the surroundings of the few people. He absorbed the floral fragrance and put it into the sachet.
Among the companions, the man also looked at Qin Xuan, his eyes slightly surprised.
"This man is actually walking alone in the sea of soul-stealing flowers. Is it possible that he is not afraid of the terror of this sea of flowers?"
"That's almost enough. I've already harvested a lot of this bloodthirsty demonic fairy vine, and I can make it with the phantom fragrance of thousands of flowers!"
"You can retreat!"
The man shouted loudly, and the fairy sword in his hand shook. In an instant, the sword energy turned into a white tiger and charged through the layers of blood vines.
Then, a sky-reaching light erupted from his gaze, evolving into a python covered in white scales, tearing a way out of the blood vines surrounding him.
The other three people looked at each other and immediately moved too.
Luo Fuxian turned over his palm, and a white lotus platform emerged. At the same time, he was condensing magic in his hand, carrying four people, and rushed out of the blood vines.
Immediately, the four of them retreated a thousand miles, and then the blood vines retreated unwillingly.
Xue Teng seemed a little angry because the four people fled, but his eyes fell on Qin Xuan who happened to be in the place where he was affected.
One after another, blood vines were like dragons, killing Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan's eyes were dull, "I'm just a nine-level bloodthirsty demon vine, but you dare to attack me!?"
"Want to die?"
On his fingertips, a wisp of blue energy emerged.
Jiuyou Shengyuan turned into a ray of light and rushed towards the killing blood vines. In an instant, the several blood vines seemed to be covered with ice.
Not only that, the Nine Nether Saint Yuan continued to move toward the root of the bloodthirsty demonic vine.
Wherever it passed, the blood vines were all frozen and broken.
After about dozens of breaths, with a hint of neighing, all the blood vines receded directly.
The aura of this bloodthirsty demonic fairy vine is also shrinking, and is even escaping, as if it is injured.
The Nine Nether Saint Yuan returned from a distance, landed on Qin Xuan's fingertips, and returned to Qin Xuan's abdomen.
Qin Xuan's eyes were leisurely. The three immortal powers were different from the immortal essence. The immortal essence was exhausted and could only be restored through cultivation.
But Jiuyou Holy Yuan can come out as much as it can return. Unless it encounters an invincible force and directly breaks this Holy Yuan, otherwise, this Holy Yuan will not be consumed at all.
In this way, it is called immortal energy.
The strength of this bloodthirsty demonic fairy vine was not weak, and Jiuyou Shengyuan just happened to restrain it. It was not easy to kill it, at least in this sea of soul-stealing flowers. Qin Xuan was too lazy to waste time and continued to move forward.
Just after Qin Xuan traveled three hundred miles, four figures had already passed through the sky.
Qin Xuan's eyes paused slightly, then turned to look at Luo Fuxian and the other four.
The four of them landed, and Zhen Qianzhou looked at Qin Xuan in surprise.
Luo Fuxian, surrounded by the white stream, held the sachet in his hand and saluted Qin Xuan slowly, "Fuxian, I have met Mr. Qin!"
"After thirteen years of separation, I never expected to meet in this sea of soul-stealing flowers. Qin Changqing, have you just walked out of Long Desert!?" Zhen Qianzhou also looked at Qin Xuan with a smile.
At this moment, he has reached the fifth rank of Daluo. In thirteen years, he has moved from the fourth rank to the fifth rank of Daluo. He is a genius of the saint lineage, which is enough to surprise people.
Luo Fuxian is still at the fourth level of Daluo, but the aura on his body is different from before.
In his eyebrows, there was not much compassion and kindness left.
Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, and after a few breaths, his thin lips slowly opened.
"Just do what you want, I have nothing to do with you!"
"Don't bother me!"
These faint words made Luo Fuxian and Zhen Qianzhou's expressions freeze.
Immortal Luo Fu's eyebrows seemed to be slightly depressed, while Zhen Qianzhou on the side said dissatisfiedly: "Qin Changqing, why do you reject people thousands of miles away like this? The immortal land is vast, wouldn't it be good to have one more friend?"
Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, he stopped talking and started walking.
The two people walking with Luo Fuxian and his brother looked at each other in surprise.
Who is this person that can make Luo Fuxian and Zhen Qianzhou so respectful?
Is it possible that this person does not know the identities of these siblings?
The ancestor of the saint is the beloved daughter of the Luo family.
Hunyuan is the father, the eldest son of the Zhen family!
This person actually looked down upon him so much that he didn't even want to pay attention to him.
Or is this person aware of this, yet still so arrogant?
They looked at each other, somewhat incomprehensible. A saint is a mountain, so how could this person have the right to look down upon him? Perhaps he did not know the identity of the Luo Fuxian siblings, so they were so arrogant. This was just ignorance.
As if they had thought through it, the man and woman couldn't help but chuckle.
Are you really a frog in the well? Do you think Luo Fuxian and Zhen Qianzhou are so polite to others?
At this moment, Luo Fuxian spoke softly.
"Master Qin!"
"Qianzhou, I, and two friends are going to look for a Daluo Nine-turn Bloodwood Flower in this sea of soul-stealing flowers!"
"I wonder if Mr. Qin is interested!?"
The faint words sounded, causing Qin Xuan to pause slightly. The expressions of the man and woman on the side changed slightly.
"Miss Luo!"
There was a hint of shock in their voices, and even a hint of hidden anger.