In the space ring of Feng Yuping, there are dozens of other space rings. It seems that there is no shortage of murder and sales.

After a full fragrant time, the night feathers finally found out again.

"Jin Yi, found!" The night feathers and jade hands move, an invitation appears in the palm, on the cover, there are three big characters written in it, "Shen Hezong, Ghost Luomen"!

Bai Jinyi looked at this post, and his breathing became heavy. The last thing he wanted to see appeared, but fortunately, it seems that things are not too bad.

Open the post and the two carefully read the contents inside.

"Feng Yuping is helping us this time." Yu Yu looked at the post and breathed a sigh of relief.

Bai Jinyi nodded and glanced at the ring in his hand. "This time, the ghost door is big enough. It seems that I don't want to give us any chance! In order to win over the dragons, I have such a big chip."

"The status of the dragon family is special. Bud has found a lot of treasures in the past. The handwriting is small. I am afraid that I can't touch the heart of the dragon family." The night feathers faintly said, looking at the ring in the palm, the heart is a little scared.

If it wasn’t for Feng Yuping to kill the people of Hezong, let Hezong go to the Qianlong family with the price of the ghost Luomen, and the situation would be dangerous.

Simply, the people of Hezong were killed. The "invitation" and gifts of the ghosts fell in the hands of the night feathers.

"羽羽, this is for you." Bai Jinyi pulled out something from the ring of Feng Yuping and threw it at night.

"Wind swordsmanship?" Night Feather looked at the Juanxiu handwriting on the scroll, and there was a touch of surprise in his eyes. If it wasn’t for the special practice of Feng Yuping, the battle had just ended, and it would not take dozens of rounds!

"This is the famous sword of Feng Yuping. In the early years, at least ten mysterious spirits died under his savage sword." Bai Jinyi explained.

"His sword is indeed fast enough." The night feathers are cold and sly, and look at the style of the swordsmanship, the middle class!

Just when the two counted the spoils, the night of the night feathers suddenly appeared spiritual fluctuations, and the dragon chubby appeared in the canyon.

"Longye?"

At the same time, the night feathers and the white brocades will not appear automatically.

Long Xiaopang felt the gaze of the two, and his face was embarrassed. He swallowed and said: "That... little girl, this thing seems to be broken by me..."

Dragon chubby little white hand, holding a silver stone, just... a few hours ago, this stone is translucent, there is a mini silver stone 蜈蚣 蜿蜒 ,, but now, this The color of the magic core has become solid, and the silver stone inside the stone itself is also on the surface of the stone, and it looks like it is carved.

"I originally wanted to add an ancient inscription to the top, and refine the spiritual power inside. I didn't expect it... except for the scorpion in the middle." Long Xiaopeng said weakly, how much self-blame was revealed in his tone.

"Nothing Dragon, a magic core only, do not tighten." Night feathers said comfort, Long Xiaopeng helped himself many times, night feathers naturally will not be because of this little spirit beast core Save the mustard.

"That's good, little girl, the spiritual power of holding it has not completely dissipated, you have to use it quickly, save you a waste." Long Xiaopeng will lift the magic core to the night feathers.