There are all kinds of longevity flowers in the Valley of Flowers almost outside. Because the characteristics in the valley are only extremely bright, now, the flat ground is swept up by a breeze. The roots are not harmed, but the delicate and beautiful flowers are blown away.
Suddenly withered away. Different petals are flying one after another.
With the breeze, they are flying up in the valley, like pieces of flowers and butterflies. The scene is just like a dream. Standing among them in the morning light, like a beautiful flower fairy, exuding amazing charm, making people
People will sink into it unconsciously. However, the petals flying all over the sky are beautiful.
But in this beauty, there is a lingering and lingering mood of "it is difficult to see each other and it is difficult to say goodbye," forming a sad and beautiful scene, and there is also the lonely atmosphere of the east wind blowing, and the flowers wither. This is the meaning
It is a metaphor for the withering of life, beauty is poignant, and wind is the wind of death.
All of a sudden, petals all over the sky formed a sea of flowers in mid-air, towards the iron-winged mantis in front of him. towards Yang Xuan, who was in a stalemate with "twisting the flower fingers.", towards the hundreds of disciples of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect who had arrived in the valley.
, roll it away leisurely.
"hiss!!"
The iron-winged mantis was right in front of Chenxi. Chenxi took a wrong step and naturally avoided its sudden attack. Before the iron-winged mantis could attack again, the surrounding sea of flowers had already swept over, vast and overwhelming.
, the scene is very spectacular.
The iron-winged mantis is a guardian spirit beast carefully cultivated by Yang Xuan. It is the same as the natal magic weapon. It is to be followed for life. Once the owner dies, the guardian spirit beast will also die. Under the training of Yang Xuan
, its wisdom is definitely not low. At the same time, from the violence and evil aura emanating from it, you can feel that the strength of this mantis is not inferior to that of the Nascent Soul monk, and it is covered with a hard carapace.
The forelimbs are no different from two sharp sickles.
Yang Xuan plus this iron-winged mantis are equivalent to two Nascent Soul experts. When they fight, they will naturally take advantage of each other.
But now, in front of this sea of flowers, it looks like a broken ship in the vast ocean. The iron-winged mantis instinctively felt the threat of the sea of flowers in front of him, and waved two black sickles like lightning, and countless swords were thrown around.
It burst out crazily and landed on the flowers, plants and trees, immediately erupting with terrifying power and cutting out terrifying scars.
But what his sickle actually chopped through was the sea of flowers in front of him. The sword energy swept through the air. It tore the air and made bursts of terrifying sound of breaking through the air. It was like the actual black sword light, which went crazy dozens of feet in front of him.
There are countless petals covered under the sickle.
However, the strange thing is that when these petals are cut by the sickle, it is as if the petals are all illusory, a mirage. The sickle and the sword energy pass through the petals easily, but the petals are not damaged at all.
Countless petals swept past and came to the praying mantis.
It passed directly through the body of the mantis.
It is also strange that when the petals are attacked with a sickle, they cannot be destroyed. Instead, as soon as the petals enter the body of the mantis, they disappear strangely, as if they have been integrated into its body.
"hiss"
But as soon as the petals entered the mantis' body, a look of pain and fear suddenly appeared in its two blood-red eyes, and it opened its mouth and let out a shrill scream.
"Monster, what kind of magic is this? It can actually reduce your energy and consume your cultivation."
Yang Xuan and the iron-winged mantis had the same mind. When the mantis roared, he already knew the horror of the sea of flowers from the mantis. Every petal entering the body not only brought great pain to the mantis, but also the essence in the body.
Qi and cultivation all disappeared in an instant. It didn't really disappear, it just consumed the essence.
Almost in the blink of an eye, what was once a ferocious and ferocious iron-winged mantis suddenly changed to nothing but appearance. In fact, the power in the body has been strangely and completely exhausted in just a few breaths. If you want to recover, just
It cannot be done in a moment.
Yang Xuan also changed his face for a moment. He never thought that a small demon king in a remote place would be so difficult to deal with. First, he used the "flower finger" move to force himself to defend passively.
Then he used the weird "Hundred Flowers" move to turn his killer note into a soft-footed shrimp.
If these petals fell on him, Yang Xuan had no doubt that he would be completely exhausted on the spot, his essence would disappear, and he would no longer be able to fight back, leaving him to be slaughtered by the morning light.
It was terrifying. The move "Hundred Flowers" made Yang Xuan feel a look of fear in his heart.
However, Yang Xuan was a Nascent Soul cultivator after all. There was a glimmer of light in his eyes, and his expression was full of caution. "Fortunately, the head brother asked me to bring the Demon Suppression Tower with me before setting off, otherwise, I would really have to do it today."
Capsized in the gutter
Looking at the sea of flowers flying all over the sky, the light flashed in my hand, and golden light shone out, bursting out thousands of rays of light. For a moment, it was like the sun that had just risen in the morning. Wherever the golden light went, there was warmth in the world.
, it seems that what kind of power you have, you can block the flower-twisting fingers and the sea of flowers in the sky at the same time.
No matter how powerful the countless petals are, they cannot penetrate this seemingly soft golden light.
In the golden light, it can be clearly seen that Yang Xuan stretched out his left hand with a cautious look. In his hand, he held a simple nine-layer pagoda. The pagoda was golden in color, as if it was made of gold. There were countless mysterious cloud seals on it.
It rotates like running water. The tower seems to contain an incredible power.
At the top of the pagoda, there is a black-yellow hexagonal spar inlaid. In the spar, there is a faint breath of terror that echoes from time to time. In the spar, if you look carefully, you can vaguely see countless demons.
The figures flashed quickly inside, and in the blink of an eye, no one knew how many figures flashed past. But none of the figures of the monsters were the same.
"The demon-suppressing pagoda protects the body with golden light and is immune to all evil!".
Yang Xuan quickly formed a mysterious seal in his hand and hit it on the pagoda. Immediately, the pagoda vibrated violently, and golden light shone on the boundless sea of flowers, causing countless petals to melt away quickly.
"My dear, don't panic, I'm here too."
The ground shook violently like an earthquake. The roar was endless. The tall body of the Black Ape King immediately appeared outside the valley. Seeing hundreds of monks flying in mid-air in the valley, his eyes widened with anger. He roared, and his body was roaring.
Bursts of strong demonic energy burst out, and stretched out the ape claws.
"Boom boom boom!!"
The black light flashed on the ape's claws, and suddenly became extremely huge, just like the palm of the Tathagata Buddha. He turned his backhand and slapped it with one claw. The air under the claws vibrated violently, and it suddenly seemed to be destroyed.
"Wow!!"
Amidst the countless hoarse and strange cries of crows, the Crow King had already rushed over with a large group of Crows covering the sky.
At this moment, the other monster kings in the Southern Barbarians, and even ordinary monsters and spirits, had been arriving from all directions. Waves of monster energy gathered together, forming a cloud above the Baihua Valley.
A huge demonic cloud. Its roar shook the forest.
The relationship between the Southern Barbarian Monster Clan and the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect was like a needle pointing to a square. What I saw was an earth-shattering and brutal fight. The endless killing between humans and monsters continued for countless years.
"Am I dead again?"
On a high platform that looked the same as before. Emperor Shitian opened his eyes in a daze, glanced around, and murmured to himself. He couldn't help but smile bitterly immediately and said: "Ah, that's what I said.
What are you talking about? I almost got myself into a mental state. It’s really not something that ordinary people can do when it comes to asking about the way of thinking.”
Standing on the high platform, looking at the surrounding scene, there are two divine pillars reaching the sky on the platform. In the middle of the divine pillars, there is also a stone tablet standing upright. The moment he appeared, a purple light from the tablet rushed into his mind,
Suddenly, everything became clear.
All the previous experiences came to mind one by one.
"First, seal my memory, and then place me in front of the cliff of life and death. Ask for my thoughts and my thoughts. If I were there and wavered about my own decision, I'm afraid that the place where I would appear would not be here.
Looking around, he was the only one on this high platform. Silver Hair and the others did not appear. It was not known whether they had left or were still undergoing the test in the Hall of Questioning Heart.
When he got up, Emperor Shitian also had a little fear in his heart. He really didn't expect that in the test of asking the way of thinking, every step would not be a lucky one. Every step forward would put the person who is tested in a life and death situation.
Torturing the true heart. Only in the face of life and death can the other party's choice come from the heart, from the true heart. There are no other impurities in it. This method allows him to also understand the person he has never met.
Tianyao has a feeling of looking up at a high mountain.
Only when I came back to my humble beginnings did I realize what I had gone through and what tests I had gone through.
It turns out that the second Hall of Questioning the Heart tests responsibility and fraternity.
Only those who can shoulder responsibilities have the qualifications to be a true king and leader. Only those who have philanthropy can think about their subordinates, love them, and work hard for their survival.
Heavenly demon, this is not just a simple test. It is selecting a "king" for the demon clan. Ah.
"There are a total of five Wenxin Halls on the Wenxin Road. I have passed two of them, and there are three more ahead. I want to see what kind of tests are waiting for me ahead."
Emperor Shitian's expression was resolute, and the gaze in his eyes did not waver at all. He glanced around, took out the Dionysian gourd, and poured a few sips of spiritual wine into his mouth. There were two divine pillars, one black and one purple. For the black one, he
He didn't look at it at all. He stared directly at the purple pillar. He swallowed the wine in his mouth. He waved his sleeves and stepped into the purple pillar freely.