Under the action of the pill, the internal injury of the red blood thunder leopard recovered two or three percent. It slowly opened its blood red eyes and saw Jiang yinghan's action to gently deal with the injury.

As soon as the red blood thunder leopard woke up, he immediately found himself under the contract.

It was naturally very angry at the first time. It was a great shame that the level-7 divine beast was contracted by such a weak human being.

But the next moment, it thought of the feeling that it was on the verge of death just now. If this weak human had not saved it, it would have died.

At present, the weak human moves gently to deal with the trauma.

For a moment, the red blood thunder leopard was in a very complicated mood. It didn't want to be contracted and become the spiritual pet of mankind, but it also wanted to repay the life-saving grace of this weak human.

Jiang yinghan carefully and wholeheartedly treated the wound of the red blood thunder leopard without paying attention to its tangled thoughts.

On one side, ye feiran sees the changes in the eyes of the red blood thunder leopard, and a slight imperceptible arc is aroused in the corners of her mouth. She believes that the red blood thunder leopard will soon accept the fact that Jiang yinghan is its master.

After Jiang yinghan had handled all the injuries on the red blood thunder leopard, a lightning suddenly split down into Heishui lake.

A moment ago, the sky was still covered with dark clouds. Now it was a clear sky, so a lightning suddenly struck down, which startled everyone.

At the next moment, a breath of destruction of heaven and earth also emanated from Blackwater lake, followed by a gust of wind with strong energy fluctuations.

Han Xize was blown away by the strong wind for a few meters as soon as he wasn't careful. He quickly hugged a big tree and stood firm.

When he saw ye feiran holding seven people together, he was so depressed that he almost vomited blood. Why was he so unlucky?

When the wind and energy dissipated, a long purple sword appeared in the whirlpool of Heishui lake.

The purple long sword exudes a faint smell of destroying the sky and the earth. At the same time, there is lightning flashing on the sword.

Ye feiran looked at the purple long sword, and her eyes were surprised. This is the immortal spirit weapon in the emperor's population!

The purple body of the sword, the flickering thunder and lightning, and the smell of destroying the sky and the earth... All emit fatal temptation to practitioners, especially those with thunder attribute.

Ye feiran naturally likes this purple long sword at a glance.

Of course, ye feiran is not the only one who likes the purple long sword.

Yan Zheng was surprised when he saw the purple long sword. He didn't expect to meet an immortal level spirit instrument here. No wonder night boy couldn't wait.

He glanced at Fei Lao on one side and noticed the excitement on his face and the burning heat in the bottom of his eyes. He couldn't help sighing gently. There was a night boy here. Fei Lao was afraid he didn't have a chance.

Lao Fei noticed his solemn eyes and raised his eyebrows to look at him, "do you see it, too?"

The corner of Yan Zheng's mouth drew slightly, "aren't you talking nonsense? Who didn't see it? It's an immortal spirit weapon!"

Felton choked, but he wasn't angry. In fact, he didn't have time to be angry at this time.

"Hum, fair competition!"

Listening to the speech, Yan Zheng subconsciously looked at Ye Mu Lin. Ye Mu Lin really glanced at Fei Lao.

"Cough... I won't argue with you."

Hearing the speech, Fei was stunned. He looked solemn and couldn't believe it. "What are you talking about? Don't argue with me? Are you kidding!"

Yan Zheng shook his head. "I'm not kidding. I said I wouldn't argue with you if I didn't argue with you."

Fei Lao still didn't believe it very much and continued, "both ye Xiaozi and Jiang wench have thunder attributes. Are you sure you don't want to compete for them?"

Yan Zheng glanced at Fei Lao and stopped talking.

If the night boy is not here, he naturally wants to fight.

Fei Lao confirmed that Yan Zheng was really not joking. The excitement on his face and the burning of his eyes were even worse than before. He directly forgot Ye Mu Lin.

Soon, the whirlpool in Heishui lake disappeared, and the lake returned to calm. The purple long sword stood quietly on the lake. There was no lightning on the sword, and the breath of destroying the sky and the earth gradually converged.

In this way, it's just a beautiful purple sword. It's not like an immortal spirit tool at all.

Seeing the calm around him, Fei moved.

Just as he moved, the purple sword suddenly flew into the lake. There was no breath except a layer of ripples in the lake.

Seeing this, the people looked confused. What's the situation?

Night Mu Lin's good-looking sword eyebrow was slightly picked and glanced at the black evil spirit on one side.

With a "plop", Heisha immediately jumped into the lake and swam to the bottom of the lake.

Heisha jumped with his front feet, and Fei's back feet jumped with him.

Night Mu Lin had no change in his expression and looked at the lake with his hands on his back.

At the same time, ye feiran came over and stared at the lake.

Soon, Heisha and Fei flew out of the lake one after another.

"Master, choose the master for the famous sword!" Heisha said respectfully.

After listening to the speech, night Mu Lin's good-looking sword eyebrow picked again, and then looked at ye feiran, feeling a little depressed.

He kept saying that he would give this baby to Raner. At present, I'm afraid he can only rely on Ye Fei to dye himself. Alas

Ye feiran looks at the man depressed and smiles, saying it's okay.

Looking at the smile on the little woman's face, night Mu Lin was even more depressed, so he had to think of another farewell gift for her.

Fei Lao also looked helpless and said to Yan'er, "choose the master of the famous sword to see if you can get the recognition of the famous sword."

Yan'er subconsciously looks at ye feiran. In fact, he doesn't want to compete for this fairy level spirit tool, but the premise is that ye feiran gets this fairy level spirit tool.

Fei Lao saw his reaction in his eyes. His mood was a little complicated. Maybe this is the performance of blood connection!

He didn't complain, and continued, "try it! Who knows who the famous sword will choose."

Smell speech, speech son hesitated for a moment, just lightly nod, "good!"

On the other side, Yan Zheng also let Jiang yinghan and ye Fei dye down the lake to try.

Ye feiran and Jiang yinghan are not hypocritical people. They nod immediately.

In fact, the former will definitely try, while the latter thinks that the famous sword will not choose itself. It's just a foil and increase your knowledge.

Ye feiran, Jiang yinghan and Yan'er stood side by side, and no one moved.

Finally, ye feiran broke the silence, "Yan'er, you go down first."

"No, brother ye, you go down first." Yan'er immediately refused.

Jiang yinghan looked at ye feiran and Yan'er and said directly, "you won't go down, so I'll go down first."

With a "plop", she had jumped down.

Yan'er was stunned in an instant. You can still do this???

Ye feiran smiles without saying anything.

After Jiang yinghan went down to the lake, she found that the lake was very deep. She swam for a while before she came to the bottom of the lake. Seeing the striking purple, she swam over immediately.

Unfortunately, she tried many times and didn't even touch the handle of the purple long sword.

When there was pain in the eardrum and eyes, and her breath was almost to the limit, she immediately gave up and tried her best to go upstream.

With a crash, Jiang yinghan flew out of the lake.

Fei Lao was relieved to see her empty handed, then looked at Yan'er and wanted to urge him to go down immediately.

I don't know why. He always thinks that if ye Fei continues to be infected, Yan'er won't have a chance.

Ye feiran realized his expectation and kicked him down the lake without waiting for Yan'er to speak.

Everyone: "

Too violent!

Especially Ye long and Zong Zhengyun's voice, they can't believe it.

Is their eldest daughter so violent? She's a girl!

Ye feiran doesn't care what people think and what they think of her. She looks at the lake and chews the heavenly fruit. She's so happy.

Jiang yinghan couldn't see it. He reached out and touched her arm. He lowered his voice and asked, "little leaf, aren't you worried at all?"