Chapter 1511 A Treasure-Hunting Rat

This was not the first time that the mutated nine-leaf red branch heard Ye Feiran's praise, but every time she heard it, she would subconsciously feel shy.

"Ranran, I learned this from you!"

"Awesome, our little cute boy is the best spiritual plant in the world!"

Ye Feiran's straightforward praise made the mutated nine-leaf red branch even more shy. The branches and leaves became even redder, as if they were about to bleed!

Ye Feiran glanced at the mutated nine-leaf red branch standing shyly in mid-air, with a speechless expression on his face, "Why are you so shy? Hurry and help me capture the fragments of time."

Hearing this, the mutated nine-leaf red branch suddenly became excited and said, "Okay!"

However, this time fragment was more flexible than the ones encountered before. With one person and one spirit plant working together, it took two quarters of an hour to catch it.

Just like before, as soon as Ye Feiran grabbed the time fragment, the time fragment entered her body along the palm of her hand.

Ye Feiran's soul shook for a while, and he came to a strange place.

What came into view was a super large Xuan Jing, which seemed to be bigger than her body. She had never seen such a big Xuan Jing.

Ye Feiran looked at the Xuan Jing in front of him, and then noticed that the place he was in was a secret room, and everything visible around him seemed to have become larger in size.

Ye Feiran blinked his eyes and suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart.

She slowly lowered her head to look at herself, and her eyes widened the next moment.

What did she see?

Furry little paws! ! !

No way?

Ye Feiran didn't dare to look at himself anymore, but looked around and happened to see a huge mirror, so he walked slowly to the mirror.

When she raised her eyes to look in the mirror, her whole body was petrified.

mouse!

This time, her soul actually entered the body of a mouse. No wonder the Xuan Jing was bigger than her body!

The next moment, Ye Feiran shook his head crazily, no, no, no, it's not her body, it's the body of the mouse. Her soul only stays in the mouse's body temporarily.

However, after some self-comfort, Ye Feiran was still heartbroken and found it difficult to accept this fact.

Rat, why rat? Rabbits are pretty good too, woo woo hoo...

After worrying for a while, Ye Feiran reluctantly accepted this fact, and then took a serious look at the mouse in the mirror.

Green bean-like eyes, a fat body, golden fur...wait, golden fur, this is a treasure hunter mouse!

Realizing this, Ye Feiran had some more memories in his mind, fragmentary memories about the body of the Treasure Hunter.

Babies, so many babies, it’s a pity that she can’t take them away!

At the same time, Ye Feiran also accepted the fact that this time his soul entered the body of a treasure-hunting rat.

Although they are also rats, their identity is different. At least they will not face the danger of death at any time, but will only face the fate of being contracted.

But even if he is contracted, he is not contracted to her!

The more Ye Feiran thought about it, the happier she became. In this way, she could avoid encountering a situation similar to Ximen Zihan's and didn't have to worry about being discovered.

Next, Ye Feiran looked at the situation in the secret room, but there was no useful information.

When she walked in front of a mysterious crystal, her soul suddenly lost control of the rat body, and then watched helplessly as the treasure-hunting rat gnawed on the mysterious crystal happily.

One piece after another, he gnawed ten pieces before stopping. Then the treasure hunter kept stuffing Xuan crystals into his mouth, in a rhythm of eating and taking.

Ye Feiran watched the treasure hunter's every move speechlessly, and then couldn't help but think of Ye Mulin's treasure hunter.

After the treasure-hunting rat was satisfied, Ye Feiran gained control of the rat's body.

Ye Feiran: "..."

What is this operation?

Ye Feiran left the secret room according to the memory path, and then planned to walk around.

When she saw the three words on the plaque, her body suddenly stiffened.

Jimo family?

Qingyou Sword... Jimo Qing... So her spirit came to the time before the eight major families were exterminated through time fragments? So she is in Senluo Continent now?

For a moment, Ye Feiran felt a little excited. She wanted to see the Canglan Ye family during this period!

However, she just thought about it, and her mind quickly came to her senses.

This time fragment should allow her to see clearly how the eight major families headed by the Jimo family were exterminated.

Next, Ye Feiran not only met the former owner of Qingyou Sword, Jimo Qing, but also the former owners of the other seven evil swords.

It is undeniable that the previous owner of each evil sword was gifted.

If they hadn't been exterminated, they would have grown up to be overlords!

After the former masters of the Eight Evil Swords gathered together, Ye Feiran found that the atmosphere around him had changed, and there was a sense of tension on the eve of a storm.

Listening to them discussing how to deal with the enemy together, Ye Feiran felt sad.

It would be great if they were not so confident that they could defeat the enemy and arranged for their tribesmen to leave now!

For a moment, Ye Feiran wanted to speak to remind them, but before she could speak, she immediately lost control of the rat body.

After trying several times, Ye Feiran couldn't help but shake her head and laugh. She was so whimsical that she wanted to change what had happened.

Maybe God noticed her intention, and her soul actually fell into a slumber.

When she woke up, the sky above Dongyang City was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

This is...the storm is coming!

"Boom, boom..."

After a burst of intense lightning and thunder, a terrifying pressure came from the sky.

In a short time, the entire Dongyang City was enveloped in this terrifying power.

Those with low strength in the city had already had their blood boiling and fell to the ground unconscious.

In short, the entire Dongyang City was suddenly filled with screams and painful cries.

Listening to these sounds, Ye Feiran couldn't bear it, but she couldn't do anything.

Yes, she has now lost control of her rat body and can only watch the situation in front of her.

Soon, the strongest pressure gathered over the Jimo family.

"I gave you a chance. Now hand over the eight swords and you can save your life."

A majestic voice came through the clouds, and this voice actually made the blood of the weak people surge.

The treasure-hunting rat shrank his neck in fear, trying to reduce his presence, but his green bean-like eyes still looked up at the sky.

Ye Feiran was shocked. She had seen the immortal monks in the second time fragment.

Even the pressure of the peak Immortal Emperor is not as strong as the owner of this voice, so he is a god? !

Eight Mahayana monks and eight magic swords are like an egg hitting a stone against a god. The gap in strength is too great!

No wonder the eight major families were all exterminated.

At the same time, Ye Feiran also clearly realized that the eight evil swords were more powerful than he thought, otherwise the gods would not try every means to snatch them.

"Dream on!"

Jimo Qing and his team finally got the recognition of the eight evil swords, so they naturally didn't want to give up.

So, eight people held the eight evil swords and formed a sword formation.

The next moment, eight magic sword lights pierced the clouds and attacked the direction where the voice came from.

"Hehe... A small Mahayana monk also wants to use the magic sword to kill me, it's just wishful thinking!"

As his voice fell, a huge black umbrella appeared in everyone's sight.

The constantly rotating black umbrella easily dispersed the eight magic sword lights.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

The eight people of Jimo Qing vomited blood at the same time, and their breath began to wane, but they still did not give up.

Using their spiritual power again, the light of the eight divine swords pierced the clouds again, but was still dispersed by the pitch-black giant umbrella.

Such attacks again and again, the breath of Jimo Qing and his people became more and more sluggish.

Ye Feiran looked at the pitch-black giant umbrella, then at the eight evil swords, and realized a problem.

Even if it is a divine weapon, it depends on the strength of the owner. The higher the owner's cultivation, the stronger the lethality of the divine sword.

When Jimo Qing and his people could no longer let the divine sword emit light to attack, the eight divine swords also turned on the function of automatically protecting the owner.

At this time, the voice full of pressure sounded again.

"Time is still."

As his voice fell, the time of the entire Dongyang City stopped, and all living things could not move.

At the same time, Ye Feiran's soul also came out of the treasure-hunting rat.