Lan Feng took the ring and said with a smile: "Let's see what good things are inside?"
Qingyue smiled and said: "After all, it is the ring of the Immortal King. There must be good things in it, but I am not very interested in the treasure inside."
Lan Feng opened the ring and said: "You have the good things your father left for you, so of course you won't care about the things inside. I am different from you. No one loves or loves you. There will be things seized in the future.
Give it all to me."
Qingyue slapped Lan Feng and said with a smile: "Greedy little girl, I'll give it to you."
While talking, Lan Feng had already opened the ring and poured out the contents.
There are actually more than a dozen magic weapons, various elixirs and spiritual herbs inside.
Although Qingyue said she wasn't interested, she still couldn't help but look at it. As expected, she didn't like any of them.
Lan Feng said with a smile: "These are all mine. Huh? What is this?"
Lan Feng took out a half-token-like object surrounded by runic lights and engraved with mysterious words.
Qingyue looked at it and said: "Half a broken token, right? It's already incomplete and has no spiritual power. Let's go, we have to rush to Xuanjingtian."
Lan Feng put away the things and said, "Okay, let me see where we have traveled through time."
While talking, Lan Feng took out a bright feather, adjusted the direction and said: "We have found the direction, let's go."
Lan Feng said, pulling up Qingyue and starting to move in space.
Two years later, a beautiful windmill warship appeared on the edge of Xuanjingtian, and Lan Feng and Qingyue finally saw the Fanping Mountains in Xuanjingtian.
"Qingyue, look quickly, that's Xuanjingtian's Fanping Mountains. Entering Fanping City in the Fanping Mountains, and taking the teleportation array, you can reach Xuanjingtian's Purple Smoke City." Lan Feng pulled Qingyue and introduced.
With.
A mountain range hundreds of millions of feet high appeared in front of them.
The entire mountain range is towering into the clouds and endless, with no end in sight.
"Haha, that's great. We have been flying for two years and we can finally see Xuan Jingtian. Let's go quickly..."
After entering Xuanjingtian, you can see your father.
Qingyue's eyes lit up with excitement.
The two speeded up the battleship and quickly flew into Fanping Mountain.
As soon as we entered the mountain pass, a huge city appeared in front of us.
On the tall city wall, three ancient characters shimmering with talismans shone with dazzling mysterious light.
Fanping City.
In the gate of Fanping City, many immortals came in and out, bustling with people, and it seemed that the city was very prosperous.
On the top of the mountain not far from the city gate, under the magnificent pavilion, several young people were playing guessing games and drinking. It was very lively.
Sitting in the middle was a handsome young man in brocade clothes. This man had an aloof expression, giving people a sense of superiority. Everyone's eyes followed this man.
But this man's face was a little pale and his eyes were swollen. At first glance, he looked like a guy who had been drained by alcohol and sex.
This man's name is Fan Yongbin, and he is the grandson of Fan Heng, the old lord of Fanping City.
The entire Fanping City belongs to the Fan family, and many young people are fawning over Fan Yongbin.
Next to Fan Yongbin sat a beautiful woman in red with an enchanting expression and half-exposure of her breasts. This woman's name was Zhao Yan.
Yongbin’s love.
Zhao Yan picked up a glass of wine, half-snuggling into Fan Yongbin's arms and said with a smile: "Mr. Fan, Zhao Yan would like to have a glass of wine with Mr. Fan, and congratulate Mr. Fan on his upcoming appointment as the Lord of Fanping City."
Fan Yongbin smiled and hugged Zhao Yan's slender waist, took the wine glass, stretched out his mouth and kissed Zhao Yan on the face and said: "Thank you, beauty, the title of Lord of Fanping City must be mine."
"Yes, if Lord Fan doesn't pass the position of City Lord to you, Young Master Fan, to whom will he pass it to?"
"Yes, yes, only a talented immortal like Mr. Fan can be worthy of being the lord of Fanping City."
Several young people quickly agreed, with flattering faces on their faces.
"Hahaha..." Sanskrit Bin burst out laughing as soon as he heard what everyone said.
"Eh? That windmill battleship is so beautiful. I want... that windmill..." Zhao Yan was acting coquettishly in Fan Yongbin's arms when he suddenly saw a beautiful windmill battleship flying over, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
This battleship is very beautifully built, with graceful and smooth lines. The white sails are raised high, and there are two beautiful large colorful wind wheels on both sides of the sails.
The large colorful wind wheel is surrounded by talisman light, flashing and spinning rapidly, forming two colorful vortexes, which is very attractive.
Zhao Yan fell in love with this beautiful windmill warship at first sight.
This is a chaos-level battleship that Gao Peng spent a year using many precious materials to build specifically for his daughter. It is of course beautiful.
This battleship is not only beautiful, but also powerful in combat.
There are powerful energy crystal rapid-fire cannons hidden in the front and rear of the battleship. Even if the Immortal King comes, they can be killed with one shot.
Everyone also saw the windmill battleship flying at high speed. This battleship was indeed very beautiful.
Fan Yongbin's eyes lit up instantly.
He saw two beautiful girls standing at the bow of the battleship, which made his eyes straighten.
Especially the girl in colorful clothes was so beautiful that it made his breath stop.
Oh my god, no one came out of nowhere, I've never seen such a beautiful woman before.
Fan Yongbin, like his cousin Fan Yongping, is a lustful ghost who cannot move his legs when he sees a beautiful woman.
When Gao Peng first came here, he killed Fan Yongping and his father, the city lord Fan Zhichun. Fan Heng, Fan Zhichun's father, chased Gao Peng and sat in the wrong teleportation formation, so he failed to catch up.
Now, Princess Qingyue has come here and met people from the Fan family again. It's true that enemies never meet.
In Fanping City, Fan Yongbin was used to being arrogant and bullying men and women, and no one dared to resist. This made him think that I am the best in the world.
Now that he saw the beautiful woman, his old habits relapsed.
Zhao Yan in his arms was originally extremely beautiful, but compared with the girl in colorful clothes on the battleship, she was like a crow compared to a phoenix. The girl in colorful clothes was a beautiful phoenix!
"Haha, what a beautiful woman. I want this woman. I'll give you the Windmill Battleship." Fan Yongbin stood up with a wild smile, glanced at an old man in gray robes behind him, and said loudly: "Wang Hu, let's go.
Steal the woman and the windmill battleship."
Wang Hu is already a Golden Wheel Immortal. Fan Gang, the father of the current city lord Fan Yongbin, knows very well that his son has too many problems and has offended many people. For the safety of his son, he sent the newly promoted
Wang Hu, who became the Golden Wheel Immortal, protected his son.
With the protection of Cheng Jin Lun Immortal King Lake, San Wen Bin was even more emboldened to act recklessly.
Of course, Wang Hu could not disobey San Wenbin's order. He quickly bowed and said: "Okay, young master."
"Everyone, come with me to grab that beautiful woman and that windmill battleship..." Fan Yongbin stood up with a wild smile, flew towards Qingyue's windmill battleship, and stopped in front of the battleship.
Everyone quickly followed behind.
"Hey, little beauty, where are you from? How about having a drink with me?" Fan Yongbin's eyes flashed with evil intentions.
Qingyue and Lanfeng suddenly saw a young man, an enchanting woman and many people blocking the battleship. This made the two of them stunned and stopped the battleship.
Qingyue's character is very similar to that of her father Gao Peng, who hates evil as much as she hates it and can't get rid of the sand in her eyes.
As soon as she looked into this guy's eyes, she knew that he was not a good person.
This bitch actually asked me to have a drink with him. It was really unreasonable.
The arrogant Qingyue is a princess in Xuanmiaotian, who dares to be unreasonable to her?
This guy Fan Yongbin doesn't practice well at ordinary times. He is just a light wheel immortal, one level lower than Qingyue. Of course Qingyue, who has a bad temper, will not take this guy seriously.
"Go away..." Qingyue snorted coldly and glared at San Wenbin with extreme disgust.
"Hehe, a beauty is a beauty. She looks so good even when she is angry. You are lucky today. Do you know who I am? I am the young city lord of Fanping City. I have fallen in love with you today. Come to Fanping City with me to get married. I promise you
The popular ones drink the spicy ones..." San Wenbin spoke so unscrupulously!
"Whoosh..." Qingyue's face turned cold, and she took action immediately before San Wenbin finished speaking.
A dazzling sword light emitted a thunderous roar, carrying a ball of blue flames, and struck at San Wenbin's face like lightning.
Qingyue's spiritual roots are fire and thunder, and this fairy sword is a sacred weapon that Bai Yuqing specially used to cultivate for her using the fairy fire of ice crystal elves. This fairy sword is called Smurf.
The Ice Crystal Elf was originally the fourth flame in the world of cultivation. After Bai Yuqing and Gao Peng's upgrading and training, it was finally promoted to the Immortal Flame.
"A magic weapon at the level of a holy weapon..." As soon as Wang Hu saw Qing Yue's sword light, he exclaimed in a low voice, his face changed drastically, and he raised his hand and released a black giant hammer, hitting Qing Yue's Smurf.
Immortal sword.
Wang Hu knew that the girl in colorful clothes and the woman in blue riding on such a beautiful battleship would definitely not be girls from ordinary families, but this was the Fanping Mountain City of Xuanjingtian. No matter how powerful the girl from the Fan family was,
Not afraid either.
But now when he saw that Qingyue was using a sacred weapon, he was shocked, with a greedy look in his eyes.
I am already a Golden Wheel Immortal, but I don’t have a decent holy-level magic weapon in the ring, only a semi-sacred weapon, the Xuanguang Hammer. It seems that this woman has a lot of good things.
Kill this woman and steal her sacred weapon, the Flying Sword.
Wang Hu immediately sacrificed his semi-artifact magic weapon Xuanguang Hammer.
The purpose of Wang Hu's Xuanguang Hammer was to first save Fan Yongbin and then snatch Qingyue's Smurf Sword.
However, Wang Hu underestimated Qingyue's sacred weapon, the Smurf.
There is one and a half levels difference between semi-artifact magic weapon and holy weapon magic weapon. Semi-artifact magic weapon is like dregs in front of the holy weapon.
"Crack..." There was an explosion, and Qingyue's Smurf holy weapon cut Wang Hu's semi-artifact Xuanguang Hammer into two halves with one sword stroke, and fell to the ground.
"Ah...my semi-artifact magic weapon..." Wang Hu exclaimed, his face turned livid with distress.
This is also Wang Hu's carelessness. He thinks that the other party is just a little Green Wheel Immortal, and he is a Golden Wheel Immortal. The level difference is too much. Even if the other party's magic weapon is a sacred weapon, but his skill is low, he will not be able to use the sacred weapon.
The power of magic weapon.
However, before Gao Peng and Bai Yuqing parted ways, he passed on all his magic rules and weapon refining methods to Bai Yuqing.
Although Bai Yuqing's understanding of various laws was only superficial, when she practiced this Smurf Fairy Sword, she kneaded into the laws of space and time, and added the wind god pattern.
This Smurf Sword has a bit of the spirituality of these laws.
Before the power of Wang Hu's semi-artifact Black Light Hammer could be unleashed, it was cut off by Qing Yue's Smurf Holy Artifact with a single sword strike.
Wang Hu secretly screamed, and immediately wanted to save San Wenbin, but it was already too late.
"Crack..." There was a horrifying sound of bones and muscles breaking, and Sanskrit Bin was cut into two pieces by Qingyue's Smurf Sword. (To be continued)