"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

At this moment, dozens of screams came from the Flower City, resounding shrillly in the night sky, and it came from different corners, but the terrifying thing happened at the same time.

Shengshou Hua Chong frowned, and his eyes stared at the strange flower city with cold eyes.

About a while later, the eagle arhat flew out from inside. He saluted in front of the Holy Shou Hua Chong with a serious expression and said, "Our ascetic monks have lost ninety more, and they are all attacked by unknown foreign objects. They have not seen clearly what they did."

"Continue to search!!" Shengshou Hua Chong had no feelings at all.

The night is getting thicker and the cold moon is sad. For some reason, some strange phenomena can always be seen in this quiet and beautiful flower city.

The flower seeds are sometimes like tiny and lively eyes, staring at them all the time and observing their every move.

Those flower branches are like pairs of slender hands, which inadvertently block people's way, block people's vision, and even inexplicably pat people's shoulders.

As for the small snakes, small tattoos, poisonous dragons lying on the flower vines, the strange patterns on the backs form a face that is smiling from time to time. When your eyes move to other places, they smile so brilliantly and evilly!

This Flower City magic circle is obviously beautiful and romantic, but it is full of dangers and makes people shudder.

Sure enough, the ascetic monks who were appointed had a large number of deaths again.

In this strange flower city, the force of ascetic practice does not seem to guarantee their lives. Even the arhats of the Son of God will be teased by the things in it from time to time, and there is no trace to be captured, let alone these ascetic monks.

The ascetic monks were like a group of ignorant blue moths, pounced into the dense forest with dangers. They were swallowed by ferocious flowers one after another, trapped by huge spiders on the web, and inexplicably wet their wings by the rain and dew dripping from trees. Then they struggled desperately in different places in the dense forest, dying in different ways and in different pains.

A thousand ascetic monks were unknowingly half of them were left.

It is impossible to say that it is not anxious. Although Hua Chong did not regard these ascetic monks as his subordinates, he was just a group of tool slaves. It would take a lot of money and energy to cultivate an ascetic monk, and their cultivation is not low!

"Let's go in and take a look, this is not a solution." Zhisheng Zun said.

Hua Chongsheng nodded.

It seems that the opponent is not something that the ascetic monks below the level of the God Son can deal with. No matter how many people there are, it will be useless. Soon they will die inexplicably.

However, these ascetic monks did not make any contribution. They had narrowed their scope to several areas, so the gods coming only needed to check those locations separately.

Hua Chongsheng Shou roughly assigned personnel, and he brought an arhat into it.

Zhu Minglang is naturally with the Saint of Zhi.

Liushen also brought an Arhat to the place where the flower seed trees in Huacheng are densely populated.

The beast god and the fragrance god go one by one, but they are more confident in their own strength.

...

The fragrance is rich, and the city is full of behind-the-scenes. The moonlight outlines the graceful figure of the Saint Master Zhi. Zhu Minglang followed her slowly. After a few more glances, he sighed in his heart. No wonder Liu Shen coveted this Saint Master so much. He has a good figure and is concave and graceful.

The Saint Master Mi Qingqian was focused on the colorful little patterned snakes, and the moonlight stretched Zhu Minglang's figure, and the black shadow also happened to be reflected on the flower vine wall in front of him. The little patterned snake inexplicably stretched its neck...

This scene.

It seems familiar.

The pictures I saw a few days ago appeared in the mind of the Saint Master Zhi, which were concentrated on some cutouts, either reflected on the tree trunk, on the dim wall, or on himself, giving himself an invisible sense of oppression.

She rushed these fragments together at a rapid speed, and for a few moments to grasp the key point and deduce the god-killer she was looking for, her pair of poisonous fangs suddenly pounced on the cheek of the Saint Lord Zhi, disrupting all the thoughts of Saint Lord Zhi.

Zhu Minglang took the poisonous snake one step faster, grabbed the snake's neck with one hand, and then threw it into the flowers casually.

"Why is the Saint of Zhi dazed in such a dangerous place?" Zhu Minglang said.

"I thought of something." Zhisheng looked at Zhu Minglang standing beside him.

Zhu Minglang is much higher than Zhisheng Lord. Zhisheng Lord can only see his faint smile by raising his eyes slightly. At this time, this person's smile happened to be on the slanting moon on his back. Although there was no light source, his eyes were black and bright, as if he would release his brilliance!

The Saint of Zhizhi had a brief loss of consciousness.

destiny!

In an instant, the Saint of Zhi captured the fate of this Sect Master Zhu, but she was unable to understand the meaning of this scene for the moment!

"Zhi Shengzun, I am actually very dangerous, so don't be dazed at me." Zhu Minglang said.

The Lord Zhisheng woke up, and a shy voice flashed in his eyes. He hurriedly explained: "I accidentally saw the life path of Master Zhu, which seems to be no less than that of some gods."

"Oh, the Holy Lord has already forgotten me by the way. What? Am I the son of destiny?" Zhu Minglang smiled.

"Is the son of destiny not clear yet? The path of immortals is covered by fog, but the path of humans is very prosperous." said the Saint Master Zhi.

"What does the path of man mean?" Zhu Minglang said inexplicably.

"There are many children and grandchildren, and there are many wives and concubines."

"?????" Zhu Minglang didn't know how to respond to this question for a moment.

If you listen to this sentence, it means glorifying the ancestors, spreading branches and leaves for the Zhu family and passing on them perfectly.

But if you say that you are a scumbag?

How could it be that I am a man who is loyal to my ladies!!

"Of course, this is just your direction of life. How to make a decision depends on the Master Zhu himself." said the Saint of Zhi.

"Oh oh oh, that is to say, I want to resist the various temptations thrown by this flower world at me?" Zhu Minglang said.

"How do you think of this crisis-ridden formation city mystery?" The Lord Zhisheng turned the topic back to his eyes.

In fact, the Saint of Zhi also saw some of the immortal paths of the Sect Master Zhu, but she did not intend to say it because she gradually began to doubt some things.

Judging from the deduction of these foresight fragments, the God-killer not only in this leader's holy meeting, but the Saint Lord Zhi had deduced that man was lurking beside him.
Chapter completed!