After transmigrating into Sword Spirit: The villain obediently comes to my bowl

Jinghong's beautiful eyes flickered with inspiration, and he looked at Dongfang Yu carefully, and when he saw the black air flashing past on the tip of Han Xuejian, the corner of his mouth curled up into a sneer.

"I see."

Dongfang Yu also looked at the tip of Han Xuejian's sword, and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

The purple spirit fire jumped in Jinghong's hand, "Ayu, the last time I killed Wufeng's clone, there was a faint imprint on the tip of Han Xuejian's sword.

In the ancient battlefield of gods and demons with plenty of magic energy, Wufeng can sense your approximate location with that imprint. "

The purple spirit fire flung at the tip of the Hanxue sword, and a thin strand of black air was instantly burned away. At the same time, Wufeng's long and narrow eyes opened, and he threw the messy-dressed beauty into the air.

A cold smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, "What? Did you find out? You guys are really sharp! I'm looking forward to our meeting more and more."

Dongfang Yu put away the cold snow sword and looked into the distance: "Moyu Wufeng, the one who gave you a chance is you who repeatedly provoked us."

The night slipped away quietly, the sun rose from the other side of the mountain, the sun did not seem to be as dazzling outside, the whole sky was gray, the clouds were particularly thick, wandering in the not-so-clear sky.

Dongfang Yu put away the cold snow sword, looked at the crowd and said, "Let's continue to set off."

A group of people were collecting elixir while moving forward. Dongfang Han touched Ye Liufeng with his hand and said curiously: "Liu Feng, do you find it strange? I always feel that something is missing today?"

A smile flashed in Ye Liufeng's peach blossom eyes, "Xiaohan, do you feel a little unaccustomed to the absence of sneak attacks from monsters?"

Dongfang Han suddenly realized, and nodded again and again, "That's right! It's been half a day today, and there hasn't been a wave of magical beasts sneaking up on us, isn't it a bit unaccustomed?"

Dongfang Yu and Jinghong looked at each other and smiled when they heard the words, Jinghong cursed in his heart: After removing the imprint on the tip of Hanxuejian, Moyu Wufeng naturally cannot send monsters to attack us.

Dongfang Yu's black eyes flickered, and he gently held Jinghong's hand, signaling her to keep quiet.

Jinghong was a little curious, and followed Dongfang Yu's gaze, and the surprise spread in his beautiful eyes. On the open space in front of him, a colorful sika deer was grazing leisurely. The antlers on its head were very beautiful, shining colorful lights .

Jinghong's white hand covered her bright red mouth, she was afraid that she would shout excitedly and scare away the leisurely colorful sika deer.

Dongfang Yu looked at Jinghong's happy appearance, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, a light flashed in his hand, and the magic pen of lovesickness quietly appeared.

Jinghong's beautiful eyes were full of admiration, and he shouted in his heart: Oh my God!The colorful sika deer is so beautiful!The ninth-level spiritual beast, the seven-colored sika deer, is full of treasures, especially its blood, which is comparable to top-level elixir after refining.

The colorful sika deer was eating spiritual grass. It was not easy for it to find this plump spiritual grass in the ancient battlefield of gods and demons. It was very happy in its heart, enjoying the rare delicacy.

Suddenly it felt a scorching stare looking at it, and the colorful sika deer stopped eating the spirit grass, and complained to itself in its heart: let you be greedy, let you be greedy, you must be targeted by bad guys.

Its ears trembled regularly, and its wet eyes carefully looked around. When it saw Dongfang Yu and Jinghong, it couldn't help taking a step back.

The seven-colored sika deer's feet flickered with spiritual light, and it disappeared in place like lightning. Dongfang Yu and Jinghong's figures flickered, and they chased after the colorful sika deer.

Dongfang Han and Ye Liufeng also followed up to have a look. They tried their best to barely see Jinghong's back.

The colorful sika deer thought while running: Surely human cultivators can't catch up with me?I am the fastest running deer flash in the ancient battlefield of gods and demons. The speed it is proud of is like lightning.

A smile spread in Jinghong's eyes, the light in his hand flickered, the Yulinghuan appeared in his hand, and he rejoiced in his heart: Yulinghuan, you are finally ready for use.

With a slight flick of the white hand, the Imperial Spirit Ring flew up, and instantly covered the beautiful antlers of the colorful sika deer.

The imperial spirit ring was put on the antlers, and began to shrink and fit tightly on the antlers of the colorful sika deer.

The colorful sika deer felt something, and put it on its cute and beautiful antlers, and the deer's eyes were full of anger.

There is a flame burning in my heart: I even moved its antlers. I don’t know if the antlers of the colorful sika deer can’t be touched?

It stopped and ran forward, looked back at Dongfang Yu and Jinghong, and said angrily, "What did you do to my antlers?"

Jinghong looked into its angry eyes and said, "It's nothing, it's just a ninth-rank imperial spirit ring."

When the colorful sika deer heard that it was a ninth-rank imperial spirit ring, it couldn't help raising its voice, "What did you say? Ninth-rank imperial spirit ring?"

Jinghong looked at it with a smile, its moist eyes, "Yes."

The colorful sika deer rolled its beautiful eyes, and said pitifully, "My lord, I'm just an ordinary colorful sika deer. If you have a lot of them, please let me go."

The corner of Jinghong's mouth couldn't help but raised, looking at the colorful sika deer, he said: "The ninth-level spirit beast, the colorful sika deer, is rare to meet once in a thousand years. If it weren't for the ancient battlefield of gods and demons, we don't know if we would have encountered it?"

The colorful sika deer saw that it was not easy to pretend to be pitiful, and her heart was spinning rapidly, how to let the human cultivator put on its antlers, and take away the terrible ninth-rank imperial spirit ring.

"My lord, your Ninth Grade Imperial Spirit Ring is very precious, take it back quickly, it was wasted on me."

While showing weakness, the colorful sika deer circulated its spiritual power, and wanted to try out the ninth-grade imperial spirit ring. Is it as powerful as in the legend?

It sadly discovered that the Ninth Grade Imperial Spirit Ring was really powerful, its feet seemed to be standing in place, and its heart was bleeding: I really want to cry!Unexpectedly, just enjoying a meal of spirit grass, its freedom will be gone.

Jinghong was amused by the colorful sika deer's words, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but curl up, and she praised in a good mood: "It's also a smart colorful sika deer."

Chu Qingxue came over, looked at the colorful sika deer, and her eyes fell on its beautiful antlers, "What beautiful antlers."

Xiao Linger nodded in agreement, her beautiful eyes were filled with surprise, "What a beautiful sika deer! Look at the plum blossoms on its body, how delicate it is!"

Although the colorful sika deer is in a bad mood now, when it hears someone praise it, it still raises its head in cooperation and shakes its beautiful antlers.

Secretly proud in his heart: These people are still very discerning, and it is the most beautiful colorful sika deer in the ancient battlefield of gods and demons.

Jinghong, Xiao Linger, and Chu Qingxue looked at the colorful sika deer's arrogant appearance, couldn't help but crooked eyebrows, and smiled brightly.

Dongfang Yu looked at the colorful sika deer and said, "Colorful sika deer, you can follow us from now on."

The colorful sika deer looked at Dongfang Yu, it felt that Dongfang Yu was in danger, and it knew it was facing a choice.

The ninth-rank imperial spirit ring is still tightly attached to its antlers, and it has lost the bargaining chip to escape. As long as the ninth-rank imperial spirit ring is still on its antlers, it can't go anywhere.

Jinghong looked at the colorful sika deer with a smile and said: "Little deer! You won't suffer from following us, maybe you will have a chance to break through the mythical beast and become the legendary nine-colored sika deer in the future."