Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

Feng Qingran raised the Qingluan Sword.

The glazed stone on the hilt was crystal clear and shone with azure light.

An ancient and mysterious talisman appeared in the glass.

The majestic power generated by the sword seems to come from the talisman.

The green light lingers on the sword, making the blade sharp and full of fighting spirit.

Feng Qingran's almond-shaped eyes flashed, and a smile appeared on her pale face. The Qingluan Sword was the weapon that had been with her the longest.

The Qingluan Sword is different from other swords in that it will advance as her cultivation level increases.

The Qingluan Sword, which was only a sixth-grade spiritual treasure at first, is now an immortal-grade magical weapon.

Feng Qingran took another look at the four fairy swords suspended in the air. The so-called fairy swords did not refer to fairy-level magical weapons. They were already divine weapons, and their level was much higher than the Qingluan Sword.

She remembered that the grade classification of magic weapons was yellow grade, mysterious grade, earth grade, heaven grade, fairy grade, holy grade, emperor grade, divine grade, etc.

There are four magical weapons that are three levels higher than the Qingluan Sword. Why are you afraid of the Qingluan Sword Spirit?

While Feng Qingran was thinking, the Qingluan Sword moved in her palm, conveying to her that she wanted to beat the four fairy swords.

Immortal weapon wants to beat up divine weapon?

The four fairy swords seemed to feel the provocation of Qingluan Sword.

Suddenly, the tip of the sword was pointed at Feng Qingran and stabbed towards her.

Feng Qingran immediately turned over, her body was as light as a swallow, and she avoided the attacks of the four fairy swords.

Qingluan Sword flew out of her hand.

Zheng! ——

The sword blades collided, and a dazzling light flashed.

One of the fairy swords was bounced away.

When the Nine-Headed Weiying saw this scene below, he was frightened. Master Feng is really awesome!

How dare you use an immortal weapon to fight against an artifact!

And the divine weapon is not as powerful as the immortal weapon!

Is it because the sword spirit of Qingluan Sword is more powerful?

The level of the magic weapon is the same as the monk's cultivation level, and there is also suppression between them.

But there is another suppressive relationship between magic weapons that does not exist among monks, and that is the sword spirit.

Under normal circumstances, the level of the sword spirit is linked to the level of the sword.

There are exceptions.

That is, the sword spirits of the innate spiritual treasures are higher in level than the sword spirits of the acquired spiritual treasures.

Regardless of the level of the innate spiritual treasure, there is always a natural level suppression of the acquired spiritual treasure.

It's just that the Nine-headed Weiying looked at the scene above, still a little worried. Although there was level suppression, one against four might still be at a disadvantage.

What worries the Nine-Headed Guiying even more is the previous involvement between the Immortal Sword and the Immortal Killing Formation.

Qingluan Sword challenged four. Relying on the advantage of innate sword spirits, the spirits of the four swords were all defeated by Qingluan.

However, what the Nine-Headed Weiying was worried about finally appeared.

After the four fairy swords were unable to defeat the Qingluan Sword, they flew back to their respective positions, with dazzling white light emitting from the swords.

Immediately, Feng Qingran saw four rays of light intertwined and connected.

A magic circle is slowly forming.

Feng Qingran's expression suddenly became solemn, the Immortal Sword was about to activate the Immortal Killing Formation!

Feng Qingran's eyes were sharp, the sky-opening ax fell into his hand, and he wanted to cut off the four fairy swords.

at this time--

The scabbard of the Qingluan Sword flew out of the space and merged with the sword body.

Ming! ——

A shadow of a blue luan bird appeared.

Roar! ——

The Qinglong on the scabbard seemed to come to life, leaving the scabbard and meeting Qingluan.

In an instant, a terrifying coercion enveloped the four fairy swords, and the formed magic circle slowly disappeared.

The eight pairs of eyes of the nine-headed infants were wide open, their mouths were opened wide, and they were so shocked that they could not speak.

I have never heard of one sword having two sword spirits!

That Qingluan is obviously the sword spirit, so what is the Qinglong that appears later?

The Nine-Headed Weiying carefully observed Qinglong.

This was the first time it saw the green dragon, the mythical beast of the four legends.

The color of Qinglong's body is not only cyan, the azure color of the dragon's body is slightly gray.

The dragon's eyes are majestic and vaguely purple.

The more the Nine-Headed Weiying looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong. The phantom of the green dragon in front of him was slightly different from the green dragon described in ancient times.

However, it didn't think much about it. After all, the image of the green dragon it saw came from the remaining memories of the gods and was always biased.

Before the nine-headed phantom infant understood Qinglong's identity, he saw Qinglong's huge body spread out and circle around the four fairy swords.

The light around the fairy sword gradually faded a bit.

Qingluan chirped again.

Click! ——

The four fairy swords broke at the same time.

In an instant, the entire cave began to shake.

The shadows of Qingluan and Qinglong disappeared, Qingluan sword closed its scabbard and fell into Feng Qingran's hands.

The Zhuxian Formation will be destroyed without attack.

Feng Qingran looked at the crumbling cave, her eyes flashing slightly, the murderous formation was gone.

It's just that the formation disappears, this shouldn't happen.

It was the resentment emitted by the sword spirits before the fairy sword broke. They wanted to destroy the entire cave.

Feng Qingran immediately looked at the cave below. The bones of Senior Dragon Emperor were still inside, so the cave couldn't collapse!

"Master Feng, this place is about to collapse, why are you still going down?" Jiutou Weiying saw Feng Qingran flying down and shouted anxiously.

Feng Qingran's eyes darkened slightly, "Get out of here first."

After Feng Qingran finished speaking, she jumped down.

Below, there was darkness.

Feng Qingran lit the strange fire and saw Yuan Zhi, a silver-haired man, sitting cross-legged and mumbling something.

The barrier not far away has been broken.

There were also cracks on the seal, and the runes kept flashing.

Yuan Zhi sensed Feng Qingran's appearance without any reaction and concentrated on breaking the seal.

Yuan Zhi actually didn't quite understand why he believed that Feng Qingran couldn't sneak attack him.

Feng Qingran wasn't sure how long Yuan Zhi would take, so she didn't bother him.

The nine-headed treacherous baby rushed down and sealed the entrance of the cave.

"Master Feng, there is no need to worry. This place is separated from the top. The collapse above will not affect this place, but you may be trapped here."

It can actually turn into a ghost and come out through the wall.

When Feng Qingran heard that the collapse above would not affect this place, she felt relieved and asked, "Is there no other exit here?"

"No." All the heads of the nine-headed babies shook wildly.

Immortal cultivators can all teleport. Unfortunately, this place is built with special materials, and there are rules and regulations. Feng Qingran cannot teleport through this space and directly go to another space.

"Master Feng, I know where is the closest place, we can dig a wall!" Nine-Headed Weiying suggested.

"Okay." Two shovels appeared in Feng Qingran's hand, and he threw one to the Nine-headed Infant.

The nine-headed infant had a look of surprise in its eyes. Feng Qingran was so crisp and clear that it exceeded its imagination.

Just as the nine-headed baby was about to speak, eight-headed herons appeared in front of it.

"You dig with it." Feng Qingran thrust a shovel into the hands of the dazed Eight-Heron.

Then, Feng Qingran walked to the side and sat cross-legged, entering a state of cultivation.

Since the success of enlightenment, Feng Qingran's desire for strength has reached a new level.

It was as if something was waiting for her ahead.

She wants to explore more truth, why can she always see Qinglian? Who is the woman who tenderly calls her ‘Ranran’?

And who is the ‘Honghong’ the woman is talking about?