Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

Feng Qingran's almond-shaped eyes flashed with a gleam, "If you don't believe me, I'll draw it for you now."

Uncle Zhong raised his eyes again and looked at Feng Qingran. He wanted to see how Feng Qingran could draw the seventh-level talisman in this situation.

Feng Qingran raised her jade hand lightly, and a piece of talisman paper floated in front of her.

She flipped her wrist, and a black brush appeared in her hand.

The brush is engraved with exquisite patterns, mysterious and ancient.

Feng Qingran raised his hand and picked up the pen, feeling a strong wind blowing through his sleeves. The brush strokes wandered on the talisman paper, like a dragon swimming in nature.

Her eyes were as bright as glass, exuding spiritual wisdom.

Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the morning glow, and the colors are overflowing and dazzling, making people unable to take their eyes away.

Uncle Zhong's eyes suddenly became wary, Feng Qingran would never draw the talisman honestly.

The seventh-level attack talisman can already cause certain damage to the transformed spirit.

He must take precautions!

Uncle Zhong unconsciously loosened his grip a little, allowing Ning Shiyue to stay alive so that he could better threaten Feng Qingran.

After a quarter of an hour.

Feng Qingran stopped and closed his pen.

Baili Wenyue, who had just stood up, was shocked that the junior sister could draw talisman! ?

It seems that everyone in Lingyun Sect knows something else besides spiritual cultivation...

The eldest brother's formation, the second brother's sword practice, the third brother's alchemy, the fourth brother's weapon refining...

Fifth Senior Sister and Little Junior Sister draw talisman...

The eighth junior brother doesn’t know much about it, but his cultivation is already at the early stage of becoming a god...

There is only one seventh junior brother left, and he can do everything!

He is the only one who feels complacent when he achieves a little bit...

Baili Wenyue had mixed feelings in his heart. He was so wrong!

He is afraid of becoming stronger.

Because he has seen the control of outstanding children by the two families behind him...

He didn't dare to practice too fast.

He is afraid that if he is too good, he will be taken back to marry and become a tool of the family.

But he has never considered, what if he is not strong enough and the people around him are in danger?

Just like this moment, Fifth Senior Sister fell into Uncle Zhong's hands, and he couldn't do anything...

As a man, he also needs to be protected by his junior sister!

Baili Wenyue took a deep breath, turned his head and looked at Mo Jinghong, who had no sense of existence.

The seventh junior brother has been holding back for a long time. Could it be that he wants to wait for him to figure it out?

"The ink is dry, here you go." Feng Qingran's eyes were clear and she raised her hand to throw the talisman over.

"Wait a minute, hold it up and show me." Uncle Zhong looked slightly nervous.

Feng Qingran raised the talisman. The purple talisman on it was obscure and difficult to understand, and the shadows flowed, giving people a mysterious feeling.

"What kind of talisman is this?" Uncle Zhong only recognized that the runes of the seventh-level talisman were purple.

"After applying the living talisman, all spiritual power can be restored within half a quarter of an hour. It is only useful for those with cultivation levels below the transformation of gods." Feng Qingran explained.

Uncle Zhong looked horrified that the seventh-level talisman actually had such power.

"How do you prove that what you said is true?" Uncle Zhong obviously didn't believe it.

All spiritual power is restored within half a quarter of an hour, which means that it is not an exaggeration for the monk to have two lives during the battle.

Feng Qingran's eyes flashed slightly and she suggested, "Then find someone to give it a try."

"Sixth Brother attacked you just now. He used up all his spiritual power and was injured. I will put this on him and let him attack you again..."

Uncle Zhong nodded, "Okay."

Baili Wen couldn't get past the golden elixir, and even if he regained his strength, a full blow wouldn't be able to hurt him at all.

Feng Qingran stepped forward and affixed the talisman to Baili Wenyue.

After a quarter of an hour.

Baili Wenyue's injuries all over his body were fully recovered, and the spiritual power in the golden elixir was also fully recovered.

"Master Wen Yue, I'm sorry to bother you."

Baili Wenyue met Uncle Zhong's eyes and saw contempt and disdain in them.

Baili Wen tightened his grip on the sword in his hand, his eyes turned red, and there was an impulse in his heart.

Even if in Uncle Zhong's eyes, his attack was nothing more than an ant shaking an elephant, he would still try his best.

Baili Wenyue's eyes were fierce, and the long sword in his hand glowed with cold light. He gathered all the spiritual energy in his body and swung it hard.

A majestic sword energy was swung out and stabbed towards Uncle Zhong.

Uncle Zhong looked disdainfully, raising his palm lightly, ready to take the sword with his bare hands.

Just when the sword blade was about to reach Uncle Zhong, Feng Qingran's eyes condensed, and two talismans suddenly appeared on her fingertips, and she threw them towards Uncle Zhong.

Two talismans, divided into two.

One flew in front of Uncle Zhong and merged with the sword blade.

One flew to Ning Shiyue's head and landed on Ning Shiyue's body, forming a protective shield.

All this is done in an instant.

Uncle Zhong didn't have time to react.

boom! ——

A loud bang.

Blood foam flew in the air.

what! ——

Uncle Zhong let out a painful scream.

Feng Qingran took advantage of Uncle Zhong's injury and made a leap to catch Ning Shiyue.

Feng Qingran put a pill into Ning Shiyue's mouth, "Fifth Senior Sister, thank you for your hard work."

"Little junior sister, is there no problem with my performance?" Ning Shiyue lowered her voice, her eyes as bright as spring.

"Hush! Fifth Senior Sister, you will still be seriously injured for the time being." Feng Qingran winked at Ning Shiyue.

Baili Wenyue has not yet recovered from the shock.

He widened his eyes and looked at Uncle Zhong who had one of his arms blown off in the distance.

His sword energy can actually hurt the Avatar?

Uncle Zhong looked in pain, covering his bleeding shoulder, his eyes full of horror!

Is this the power of the seventh-level talisman?

He was tricked by a little doll!

Uncle Zhong exuded terrifying coercion, "Little baby, you are very good at being able to play tricks under my nose!"