Hearing this name, Jia Luo Mo's body started to tremble instinctively, and he couldn't stop it at all.
You know, he is an unparalleled powerhouse at the pinnacle of quasi-saint level, but now, he is so frightened just by hearing a name.
It can be seen from this that the owner of this name has caused terrible psychological trauma to him.
Remember, that was before the first war between the two worlds.
At that time, Jia Luo Mo was still a "sunny and cheerful boy", but after accepting a mission from the Scorpion Supreme, everything changed.
Mission... failed!
The Scorpion Supreme smiled and said to him: "Don't worry, Xiaomo, even if the mission fails, I won't kill you, but a small punishment is indispensable."
Such a magnanimous Supreme Being was so moved by Kalama. He was immediately moved and filled with gratitude.
Then, the scorpion needle of the Scorpion Supreme released a trace of poison with just one sting.
Garama fell into endless pain. His body, soul, and even his origin were unable to avoid it, making his life worse than death.
The supreme method is extremely terrifying.
And this horrific punishment lasted for a full hundred years.
Do you know how he lived these hundred years?
Even if the days feel like years, it is not enough to describe how long this period of time has been.
At that time, he even had the idea of self-destruction. After all, if he died, it would be over.
Similarly, from that time on, there was an additional woman by his side.
He accidentally discovered that only a woman... could relieve his pain.
Although the relief was very small, and it might even be just his own psychological effect, from then on, he still developed the habit of collecting women.
However, he is relatively "single" and only carries one with him.
If the novelty wears off, change it!
Now the person next to him is the beautiful proprietress of Yuehua Inn.
I don't know how long she can hold on, or...
I wonder if Garama can survive the second war between the two worlds?
"This is it!"
In front of Guanghan Palace, Di Lan looked at the laurel tree full of yellow flowers with a determined look on his face!
After arriving at the destination, Jia Luo Mo finally stopped mumbling, became serious, and asked with a serious face.
"Di Lan, is that birdman Lu Ya... telling the truth?"
Di Lan said calmly with no expression on his face.
"have no idea!"
Jia Luo Mo's face was full of doubts.
"Is the secret of the number one saint in the world really here? Lu Ya knows this place... Why didn't he occupy it himself instead of telling us?"
"have no idea!"
After asking questions one after another, he only received three words from Di Lan. Jia Luo Mo was discouraged and spoke lazily without any passion.
"Let's go in!"
"Walk!"
Well, this time there is only one word left!
Then next time, you won't say a word, right?
Thinking of this, Jia Luo Mo suddenly regretted: If I had known that I was cooperating with this ice cube, I would not have accepted this task. Compared with her, I would rather face the thousands of troops in the ancient world!
Unfortunately, it's too late to regret now.
He didn't want to experience the power of the scorpion needle again!
"Oh, it would be great if I could achieve the supreme position!"
The tall and sturdy laurel trees were covered with countless yellowish osmanthus flowers, and their fragrance... was completely gone.
Yes, unlike the sweet-scented osmanthus in the human world, which can carry its fragrance for ten miles, even if the sweet-scented osmanthus on the moon palace is close at hand, there is still no scent at all.
but…
Di Lan picked a small light yellow flower casually, and suddenly, as if some kind of seal had been opened, a rich fragrance swept out in all directions.
A small flower can make the fragrance so strong and magical.
Yue Gui, one of the prehistoric innate spiritual roots, is the least famous, even...the most useless one.
No one is even fighting for it.
Other spiritual roots have special effects, such as flat peach and ginseng fruit, which can increase longevity.
However, apart from the fact that the laurel can be cut continuously, its osmanthus flowers can make wine. The wine produced has no other effect except that it is extra fragrant!
Such a spiritual root is really...weird.
Laurel…what’s the secret?
Di Lan was a little curious, and his hand suddenly output a burst of energy, clinker...
The light yellow flower withered immediately, then turned black, and finally turned into powder and fell from her fingertips.
"What's so good about flowers!"
Compared to Di Lan, Jia Luo Morgan didn't care about this at all.
At the same time, he murmured in his heart: This is a woman!
The next moment, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on the rough and cracked bark of the laurel tree.
The giant tree behind him stretched out a branch, and there was a leaf in the front part. The next moment, the leaf unfolded, and a black drop of water fell on the palm of Jia Luo Mo's hand.
Seeing it, Jia Luo Mo looked solemn and extremely nervous.
It was as if what he was holding in his hand was not a drop of water, but a big Ivan.
The next moment, black water drops fell on the laurel tree.
"Bah..."
A big hole was immediately corroded into the bark, and it spread rapidly to the inside, and then downwards.
The tree hole is getting bigger and bigger, but the laurel tree shows no signs of recovery. Its magical recovery ability seems to have completely disappeared!
Looking at the wide tree hole in front of him, Jia Luo Mo's eyes were full of admiration and envy, and he murmured to himself.
"The power of the supreme..."
Di Lan was not so emotional. He took the lead, entered the tree hole, and fell down.
"Oh...wait for me!"
Jia Luo Mo immediately got in, and the Guanghan Palace once again returned to the cold and lonely state that it had been for thousands of years, just as before.
However, the big hole in the laurel tree actually gave off an extremely weird aura.
Ominous!
Extremely ominous!
Suddenly, a cold fairy appeared in front of the laurel tree. She lowered her eyebrows and looked at the deep and bottomless tree hole, sighing helplessly.
"Oh, it finally opened!"
The next moment, the figure of the cold fairy did not enter the tree hole and disappeared.
One year later.
The war between the two worlds is still going on, and the fighting is even more fierce. Jinxian and Daluo have suffered many casualties, and there are countless wounded in the rear.
The battlefield for quasi-sages and above was still in a stalemate. None of these old foxes died, and none were even seriously injured.
As for the saint battlefield in the chaos, the balance of power is still maintained, with no distinction between superior and inferior.
Ye Yuan stood on the left shoulder of the Chaos Demon Ape. As usual, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on the Demon Ape's neck. Suddenly, a vortex appeared in the palm of his hand.
"Buzz!"
The demon ape's hair shook violently, and colorful energy emerged from the demon ape's body and was swallowed by the whirlpool.
After a while, Ye Yuan patted the demon ape's neck and said.
"alright!"
The red light in the demon ape's eyes has dissipated, and the golden pupils have returned.
"Phew, thanks, I feel much more relaxed when you take a breath like this, but next time, I will definitely be able to resolve it myself!"
My ears were numb when I heard this.
Ye Yuan smiled and said nothing, without comment. Then, he looked at other battlefields and frowned.
This situation...is wrong!
Ye Yuan sent a message to Sun Wukong and Ji Mingyue and asked.