"Wangshan Run to Death" refers to the situation Liu Qinghuan is facing now. This plain with endless datura poisonous flowers seems to be killing everyone in it, and one crisis after another follows.
However, after a difficult fight and escape, the end was finally in sight. It was estimated that they would be able to reach the towering palace complex in another two hours' flight.
Liu Qinghuan glanced at the light wall beside him. The things Jin Jin could give him were naturally top-notch, and they were not things that low-level resentful poisonous insects could shake.
The only problem is that the insect swarm is too huge. If you fall into the insect swarm, you will be trapped and unable to go anywhere, and you will be trapped and die in the insect swarm.
Because the ring is a pure defensive weapon, the protective shield it emits is thick and stable. Even if there is more Resentment Poison, it will be impossible to break through it after hundreds of years of chewing, but there is nothing the ring can do against the Resentment Poison.
Therefore, Liu Qinghuan must keep swinging his sword to kill the poisonous insects surrounding him and make the way forward smooth.
Fortunately, the Xuanyuan Sword is a magical weapon of merit. It can exert its unique power without using magic power. Every sword energy contains the majestic power of merit. For poisonous insects that are born from the condensation of resentment, it is
Like darkness driven away by light, it dies when touched.
Tang Yi stood in front of the tall palace, looking at the golden brilliance that would bloom in the distance every now and then. He stroked his beard and smiled meaningfully.
"The master of the palace!" The bone dragon that had not been climbed by the ghosts appeared behind him, and the bones moved to a rush and moved quickly.
middle-aged man.
He asked angrily: "Master of the Palace, do you really plan to let him pass through Huayuan so easily?"
"Easy?" Tang Yi glanced at him: "How about you go in and try to see if it is really easy?"
The middle-aged man was silent and said unwillingly: "But we still have many methods that we haven't used yet. It would be too cheap to let him go like this..."
"There's nothing we can do about it!" Tang Yi spread his hands and said helplessly: "That man cleverly caught the owl flying through the air, thus avoiding many murderous opportunities. I'm not helping him cheat."
The middle-aged man showed an angry look and pointedly accused: "You did not help him, you just don't want to be the master of Senluo Palace anymore!"
The smile on Tang Yi's face gradually disappeared, his eyes became fierce and intimidating, and he kicked out!
"Yes, I just don't want to be a loser! What a piece of shit you are, how dare you question my decision!"
The middle-aged man was kicked out and flew far away before hitting the ground with a thud. When he turned around, a large mouthful of blood spurted out.
"If I had known that being the master of this poor palace had so many constraints, I wouldn't have fought with the gods!" Tang Yiyou said angrily: "And you idiot, you were beaten to death by his ghost chia not long ago.
Di Xuanya, haven’t you understood that the other party’s identity and strength are extraordinary!”
He looked toward the sea of flowers, and the figure of a person and a bird became increasingly clear, and he believed that he would arrive there soon.
"You don't really think that the other party has no means to break Huayuan's restriction, do you? I saw him put his hand on his waist several times, but then took it back! He has probably figured out six out of ten of the situation in this situation.
Seven, the reason why I didn’t take action is that I haven’t been forced into a desperate situation yet.”
"And you don't intend to force the other party to a desperate situation." The middle-aged man got up from the ground and said with a dull face.
"No!" Tang Yi showed an enigmatic smile: "I'm very curious about where his limit can be, so..."
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After wiping out the swarm of insects once again, Liu Qinghuan took back the Xuanyuan Sword and looked much more relaxed than before.
After countless sword strikes, the number of Resentful Poisons has been greatly reduced. They no longer have the overwhelming momentum before and have become scattered and scattered.
The light shield surrounding the body is still thick and intact, and the spiritual stone inlaid on the ring on the wrist has only dimmed slightly by two points. It is still long before the spiritual power is exhausted.
"Okay, the threat is basically over. It's almost here. You hurry up and fly!" He turned around and said to the mourning owl. At this time, he could already see the general appearance of the palace complex. Judging from some special and remarkable features, , actually looks very similar to Senluo Temple.
If he looked at Senluo Palace from the perspective of the void outside, it should be the scene he saw now.
"However, this palace seems to be very new..." Liu Qinghuan thought, and suddenly found two people standing in front of the palace, a middle-aged man who looked familiar, and Tang Yi with a big beard.
"Tang..." He just shouted one word, and suddenly his face changed drastically!
The space seemed to flicker, twisting and shaking. Tang Yi looked in his direction and said something. The smile on his face was extremely dazzling, obviously the kind of gloating that he was ready to watch a good show.
In the next moment, the "Senluo Palace" and the two people in front of it disappeared at the same time, and the mournful owl's horrified scream could be heard in his ears.
"I hope I can see you alive and come to see me in two days?" Liu Qinghuan murmured, repeating what Tang Yi just said, looking down.
In the endless sea of flowers, the large and gorgeous mandala flowers suddenly raised their faces, revealing the teeth hidden deep under the petals.
Then, those mandalas began to grow crazily, their branches elongated, their leaves became larger, and they doubled in height in the blink of an eye.
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a thick flower vine suddenly flew out of the sea of flowers, roared across the sky, and whipped towards this side!
There was a loud "bang" sound, and the light shield shook and remained motionless, but huge power was transmitted. The mournful owl screamed and flapped its wings desperately, but it still fell downwards uncontrollably!
A wide crack suddenly opened on the ground. The hot lava exuded a terrifying temperature, and the flames rolled up into the air.
Liu Qinghuan looked at the sky expressionlessly. He clearly felt that the atmosphere between heaven and earth was very different, and something had quietly changed.
It seemed that if he didn't take action, he might really die on this murderous plain.
In fact, in the final analysis, the biggest problem at present is that he has become a "mortal" without any magic power. It is extremely difficult for a Mahayana monk to fall to this point. Either there are heavy weapons to guard this place, or he is There are special laws that govern this area.
Liu Qinghuan still remembered that he suddenly fell into the mortal world as soon as he stepped into the sea of flowers, so the reason was probably the latter, as this realm operates with different laws from the outside world.
To break the law is beyond the reach of simple magic, and to force a breakthrough with a mortal body is almost impossible.
Liu Qinghuan sighed secretly, slashed his sword downwards, forcibly changed the direction of the mourning owl's fall, and took out a green wooden bottle from his arms.
As soon as the wooden vase was taken out, a branch stretched out from the vase, and sprouted quickly. Almost in an instant, the branch was covered with green leaves, exuding vitality!