Ye Wudao then focused on other aspects and never spoke again.
Their consciousness was blocked at the beginning, and Ye Wudao did not dare to let go of his powerful consciousness easily to avoid being discovered by the formation here. After all, the Flower Demon Lord is a strong man in the middle of eternity.
As the shield of his spiritual consciousness was lifted, he saw a majestic and huge palace in front of him.
This palace is tall. If you look around, you can see that there are tens of thousands of stairs alone, just like a ladder to heaven. At the end of the stairs is a thousand-meter-high, square white hall.
The surroundings are even more strange. For miles around, there are huge flowers, like towering giant trees, reaching into the sky.
On the Blue Star, this scenery is like a dream.
The flowers are of different colors and are even more colorful. They are beautiful and have a charming fragrance.
Ye Wudao felt a hint of the breath of the formation, and it was still a formation filled with the power of the great avenue.
He suddenly understood that it turned out that Dao Dao could also form formations, but he had not practiced formations much before and only focused on improving the power of Dao Dao.
The powerful and charming deadly psychedelic aura in this flower made him feel a strong threat.
He looked slightly solemn, but he was not pretending, because if he was discovered, this formation alone would probably make it difficult for him to escape in a short time.
He never expected that he could go deep into such a dangerous situation.
Now, he had no choice but to pretend to be calm and slowly stepped onto the white body stairs in front of him.
As soon as he stepped on it, he felt great pressure.
The saint behind him also followed suit.
The two of them walked one behind the other, and after taking only a few steps, they could feel the pressure getting stronger and stronger.
Ye Wudao's brows jumped.
Damn it!
He cursed inwardly.
This is another bad taste of the Flower Demon Lord. She definitely wants Ye Wudao to carry the saint on his back, and then let herself go through life and death.
The Flower Demon Lord is not tired, but Ye Wudao's performance is also tiring.
Although this coercion is almost useless to him, once it is discovered that he is an eternal strong man, it will be over.
Gritting his teeth, Ye Wudao took off the blood-soaked robe, casually changed into a new white robe, and then used spiritual power to disperse the blood on his body, and then turned back to look at the saint.
"I'll carry you!" Ye Wudao looked calm, but inside he was very annoyed.
"You." The saint's pretty face turned red.
"Shut up! I told you I will carry you!"
Ye Wudao's face suddenly turned cold.
The saint was slightly startled. Under Ye Wudao's cold gaze, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she nodded cautiously.
…
At this moment, in the palace ten thousand meters above the ground, on the white king's chair in the palace, the red-clothed Flower Demon Lord was watching this scene quietly, frowning slightly.
"It shouldn't be." She said to herself.
In her eyes, this person named Lan Lingwu should like the saint of the fox tribe, and in her eyes, Ye Wudao's fox tail was useless.
She knew that Ye Wudao was from the human race!
However, she did not kill them, but wanted to play a trick on them.
That’s right!
The Flower Demon Lord is actually very perverted!
She just likes to entertain others and satisfy her perverted hobbies.
For example, she likes to see real scenes like life and death, and she likes to influence everything in secret.
When Ye Wudao was pretending to be fighting a life-and-death battle down there, she was the one who secretly gave him a hand, allowing him to hold on and come here.
Now Ye Wudao's reaction was a bit beyond her expectation, but she smiled amusingly.
"It's interesting to see what you want to do, so I won't be in a hurry to kill you."
As Ye Wudao walked up step by step, she gradually increased the pressure, making Nebula perfect and almost unable to move, and every step had to bear great pressure.