Ling Luo frowned, propped up his body with his arms, and looked around.
A sea of flowers with no end in sight.
Red, white, blue, yellow, purple, and even black are all arranged in a very orderly manner.
Symmetrical from left to right, symmetrical from front to back.
It's clearly so symmetrical, but it gives people the illusion of being in a maze.
"Where is...?"
Ling Luo felt a little dizzy. She freed up a hand and rubbed her swollen temples.
The moment she lowered her head, Ling Luo was surprised to find that these gorgeous flowers did not grow in the soil, but in the colorful transparent sand.
Ling Luo was shocked.
This... is so unreasonable.
She stretched out a hand and grabbed a handful of colored sand. It felt wonderful to the touch.
For some reason, it reminded her of human bones.
Ling Luo sprinkled the colored sand on the ground, and then touched the bright red flower closest to her.
The petals are warm, like human skin.
When I touched it, I accidentally tore off a petal, and large drops of blood flowed out along the torn place, like a wound.
Ling Luo's face turned pale, and there was a layer of clammy sweat on her palms. She couldn't help but take a few steps back.
These flowers are alive!
Just like a living person!
"Uuuuuu——"
Suddenly, a suppressed and painful whimper came from behind Ling Luo's ears.
A layer of white sweat formed on her back.
She quickly turned around and found that she had trampled on a pink flower, the stem was broken from the center, and blood was flowing out.
Ling Luo was so frightened that she tried her best to suppress her desire to scream. She covered her mouth with both hands and her body was trembling.
No!
Don't be afraid, be calm!
Ling Luo kept giving herself psychological hints.
After a quarter of an hour, her emotions, which were on the verge of collapse, finally stabilized.
Once your emotions are stable, your thinking will become clearer.
Ling Luo slowly closed her eyes, all her mental energy concentrated on the center of her eyebrows, and entered a state of extreme meditation.
"The first floor of the Tree of Life, the door to the kingdom, open!"
The creation runes revolved slowly around Ling Luo, exuding a holy halo.
When she opened her eyes again, through the power of the tree of life, she could transcend phenomena and see the essence.
There is no more wonderful sea of flowers appearing in front of you!
Those flowers gradually turned into human faces, painful and sad. Their souls were fixed in the magic flowers. They used their own vitality to nourish the magic flowers, making the flowers bloom more vividly.
Ling Luo was frightened.
What is floating in the air is no longer the fragrant pollen, but the dark and evil energy.
Within the magic flower, Ling Luo even recognized many familiar faces. There were dozens of people who had fought against her on the Big Floating Island and snatched unearthed spiritual weapons. Unexpectedly, they were also detained in this magic flower.
Flowers.
In an instant, Ling Luo suddenly understood that this should be the centermost area of Shura's outer battlefield, the outskirts of the Demon Tomb.
Compared to the corpse of the grandson of the law enforcement elder, he must have been imprisoned in this sea of flowers.
"Oh? You can actually see it?"
At this moment, a very evil voice echoed in Ling Luo's ears, with a slight smile.
Ling Luo was startled and said: "Who are you?!"
She looked around and saw no one except those magic flowers and the holy cultivator who had been imprisoned in the flowers.