Holding the Fantian Seal that emitted golden light, Ye Feng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Okay!"
After saying this, Ye Feng slowly stretched out his right hand and grabbed the deep purple Mandala Samsara Flower.
"Little friend, wait a minute!"
Suddenly, an anxious voice sounded in Ye Feng's ears.
Ye Feng raised his eyelids, as if he had known it for a long time, and turned around slowly.
In Ye Feng's eyes, rolls of blood like crystal stones suddenly poured out from the ground not far away, and continued to condense, turning into a figure.
Wearing a green gown, his face is as resolute as a knife, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with complex colors flowing in his eyes.
Meeting Ye Feng's appraising gaze, the visitor showed a trace of bitterness on his face and said: "My little friend, if you pick the Mandala Reincarnation Flower, this Earth Spirit Palace will explode immediately. Furthermore, the Mandala Reincarnation Flower has
The strange power can pull people into the illusion of reincarnation. If you touch it, you will definitely die!"
"Really?" Ye Feng blinked, stared at the visitor, and asked, "Can you tell me first, who are you?"
"I'm down there, Ouyang Ting!"
Ouyang Pavilion?
A look of surprise appeared on Ye Feng's face, "Are you Ouyang Ting who built this Earth Spirit Palace? Are you alive?"
Ouyang Ting shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "I am already dead, and now I am just a will fused with the Earth Spirit Palace!"
"Can you tell me what's going on?"
"Why!"
Ouyang Ting sighed, his eyes full of memories, "A hundred years ago, I discovered that a Datura Samsara Flower was growing here, so I summoned the eight major forces at that time and planned to join forces to seal it. Unfortunately, the Datura Samsara Flower is evil.
Incomparably, it confuses many of my colleagues. I didn't notice it for a moment, but they successfully attacked me and fell here."
Ouyang Ting glanced at the faces sitting on the chairs, their faces full of pain, "I killed them. If it weren't for me, they wouldn't be confused by the Mandala Reincarnation Flower."
"Then, what's going on with this talisman?" Ye Feng raised his finger and pointed at the talisman on the ceiling.
Ouyang Ting slowly raised his head and looked at the talisman patterns on the ceiling. There was a hint of vague resentment in his eyes, and he said: "This talisman pattern is shot from the inner realm. I don't know the specific details. However,
It is precisely because of this talisman that the Mandala Samsara Flower cannot be born. My dear friend, I have a heartfelt request!"
"explain!"
"My little friend, the Mandala Samsara Flower cannot be born. Once it is born, it will definitely cause a bloody storm. Therefore, I hope that my little friend will forget what happened here!"
"good!"
Ouyang Ting didn't expect that Ye Feng would agree so happily, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
"So, how do I get out of here?"
"Little friend, I can take you out!"
After saying this, Ouyang Ting turned around slowly.
The passage that originally disappeared appeared in Ye Feng's sight again.
Ye Feng walked slowly to Ouyang Ting, looked at the passage that appeared in the distance, and said calmly: "Ouyang Ting, you are also the supreme leader of the generation, are you really willing to live like this?"
Ouyang Ting's face changed slightly, and he immediately sighed, "In order to protect the Mandala Reincarnation Flower, I can only live like this."
A trace of sarcasm appeared on Ye Feng's lips, "According to the information I got, Ouyang Ting is ruthless and will stop at nothing to achieve his goals. Will he summon others to seal the Mandala Reincarnation Flower?"
"Little friend, it seems you have some misunderstandings about me!"
"Haha!" Ye Feng didn't look at Ouyang Ting, sneered, and continued: "By the way, why didn't you show up just now and wait until I was about to pick the datura reincarnation flower?"
Ouyang Ting remained silent.
"Also, you should know that I am a zombie!"
Ye Feng suddenly turned around and stared at Ouyang Ting's profile.
"Why!"
Suddenly, Ouyang Ting sighed and said calmly: "Little zombie, I've already let you go, why are you still looking for death?"
"Looking for death? Not necessarily!" Ye Feng smiled softly, "If you can kill me, why do you need to trick me into leaving?"
Ye Feng was not in a hurry to pick Datura reincarnation flowers. Instead, he looked at Ouyang Ting, who had a calm face, with a smile, "Were all these people killed by you?"
Ouyang Ting raised his eyelids and met Ye Feng's teasing gaze, saying, "So what? I'm even more curious about why you, a zombie, have intelligence!"
"You can control these paintings, right?"
"That's right!"
"How about we make a deal? You teach me how to control them, and I give up picking datura reincarnation flowers!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Ouyang Ting burst out laughing suddenly, looking at Ye Feng, his eyes filled with approval, "You are quite scheming. Not only do you want the Mandala Reincarnation Flower, but you also want these painted skins!"
"Although I have been suppressed by this damn talisman, it is not impossible to kill you!" Ouyang Ting suddenly showed a strange smile, and the figure suddenly dispersed, turning into a roll of blood-colored crystals, pouring into a picture next to him.
Inside the painting.
Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes, and a violent aura rolled out of them.
Ye Feng's expression sank, feeling the aura surging out of the old man's body, he cursed secretly in his heart.
With Ye Feng's current combat power, he can compete with the powerful ones in the Fusion Realm. If all his cards are revealed, even the peak experts in the Fusion Realm can be killed.
But it is impossible to be the opponent of the most powerful person in Yangshen Realm.
The old man did not rush to take action, but stretched his arms with a look of dissatisfaction on his face, "This skin is too weak!"
"boom!"
Suddenly!
The old man's figure disappeared without a trace, and a mysterious and mysterious aura enveloped the entire hall.
"Is this? The artistic conception is completely integrated with heaven and earth?"
Ye Feng felt as if he was trapped in a swamp, and the corpse energy in his body was being pulled away by an invisible force, trying to leave his body.
"Little zombie, I haven't done anything for hundreds of years, you should feel honored!" Ouyang Ting's voice sounded from all directions.
"Let me show you the Five Ultimate Magic Skills!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying sword energy suddenly appeared behind Ye Feng's head.
Ye Feng suddenly bent over, and billowing corpse energy as black as ink surged out.
"Roar!"
His white fangs were exposed, his nails were black and sharp, and his eyes were covered in azure light.
Directly entering the first zombie form, Ye Feng turned around suddenly, turned into a gust of wind, and shot towards the Mandala Samsara Flower.
"Shen Jue!"
"Buzz!"
"Roar!!!"
Ye Feng's figure suddenly appeared in mid-air, his clothes quickly collapsed, and cracks appeared on his skin, which was glowing with metallic light.
"What kind of power is this?" Ye Feng clenched his fists and tried his best to circulate the corpse energy, but he could not break free from the invisible shackles.
Ouyang Ting's figure appeared in mid-air. He looked at the restrained Ye Feng and smiled slightly, "A mere fourth-generation zombie still wants to break free from my five unique magical skills?"
"No!!!"
Suddenly, a look of horror appeared on Ouyang Ting's face in mid-air, and he yelled miserably!
