"What is this guy's origin? How could he discover my mother's peony dream so quickly?"
In the endless sea of flowers, Mrs. Peony also had a strange look on her face, even a little angry, because she was very frightened by the sudden uninvited guest tonight.
In fact, when Ye Qingtian stepped into the sea of flowers just now, Mrs. Peony noticed it, and at that time, she cast the Peony Illusion, causing Ye Qingtian to fall into the illusion.
In Mrs. Peony's view, if she does not have her own means to remove it, the illusion of peony will always exist, and the guy who breaks into the sea of peonies will lose himself from then on until he dies.
At the beginning, Mrs. Peony had a phantom conversation with him, and the other person seemed to be in an illusion, which made Mrs. Peony feel that the matter was settled.
But what puzzled her was that since the illusory peony was exploded, the man who fell into the peony illusion seemed to have noticed something.
This is the first time Mrs. Peony has encountered such a situation since she cultivated Peony Illusion.
In a sense, the Peony Illusion is already an alternative realm. Whether it is a supernatural being or a human being, those who fall into it have to be quietly lost without knowing it.
"Is this called Peony Fantasy? It's quite interesting!"
However, what made Mrs. Peony even more frightened was what happened later. After she finished mumbling to herself, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded in her ears, which surprised her.
Mrs. Peony turned her head and immediately saw that the man who was far away just now had appeared beside her at some point, with a half-smile on his face.
"Haha, I was just joking with you, don't be so serious!"
Mrs. Peony was frightened, but her face remained calm. She even tried to squeeze out a charming smile and leaned against Ye Qingtian.
Ye Qingtian only felt a strong fragrance of flowers coming to his nose. He had suffered a loss once, and even if he looked down on Mrs. Peony, who was only an eighth-level immortal, he still held his mouth and nose, for fear of turning into a gutter.
laugh!
Who knew that the smiling Mrs. Peony could not only use floral poison?
When she leaned against Ye Qingtian, an extremely small and colorful needle suddenly stabbed directly into the chest of the man in front of her.
Whether it is a human being or a supernatural being, the heart is a fatal wound. It must be said that Mrs. Peony is indeed extremely ruthless. She can kill suddenly while talking and laughing, making it difficult for people to guard against her.
If he hadn't had the previous experience of Peony Fantasy, Ye Qingzhen might have been in a hurry, but at this moment, he was always on guard against the other party's violence and hurting others, so how could he suffer a loss?
Still just two fingers suddenly stretched out, and then accurately clamped the colorful flower needle as thin as an ox hair, causing Mrs. Peony's expression to change dramatically, and she was about to pull away immediately.
But no matter how hard Mrs. Peony tried, the flower needle would not move at all, as if copper was poured into iron, which made her feel uneasy involuntarily.
"The old saying is indeed true. The more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous she is!"
Now that he was already winning, Ye Qingtian didn't mind saying a few more words. Upon hearing his words, Mrs. Mudan's face suddenly became a little strange.
"Hehe, I'm not a woman... person!"
Mrs. Peony specially emphasized the word "human", and then suddenly realized something, her voice became a bit sharper, and she shouted: "You... you are a human being?"
"It doesn't look like he's a big-breasted and brainless person!"
Ye Qingtian smiled and nodded. As soon as he said this, he seemed to have touched a nerve in Mrs. Peony, and the breath of the colorful flower needle in her hand suddenly changed.
"Human beings deserve to die!"
Mrs. Peony roared angrily, and then the colorful flower needle in her hand suddenly shone brightly, making Ye Qingtian's two fingers go numb. She actually took it back, which made his face look very ugly.
With such a small difference in realm, the other party could actually take back the flower needle. This was a shame in Ye Qingtian's opinion.
But at this moment, he just raised his right hand and looked at the two fingers that suddenly became bright.
"Human, if you are poisoned by this colorful peony poison, you will never get out of Qianmu City alive again!"
At this moment, Mrs. Peony was quite proud. You must know that she had once used this colorful peony poison to hurt a strong man who was a ninth-level human immortal.
Although Mrs. Peony was also seriously injured that time, the ninth-grade human Immortal Lord broke one of her hands because of this, and her strength dropped greatly from then on, and she seemed to have left Zhanlingyuan in the end.
Under Ye Qingtian's deliberate concealment, Mrs. Peony could only sense the cultivation aura of the opponent's eighth-grade immortal. The colorful peony poison that could poison even the ninth-grade immortal would definitely make the opponent's life worse than death.
"Beautiful face, snake-like heart. It seems that you have to be more careful when meeting beautiful women in the future!"
Ye Qingtian raised his finger and took a look, but he didn't care about the proud look on Mrs. Peony's face at all. He thought to himself that if he really only had an eighth-level immortal, he might have to fall into this sea of peonies.
"In the future? Are you thinking too much? How can you have a future?"
Mrs. Peony will naturally not let go of any opportunity to ridicule the other party. She will seize the language flaw in Ye Qingtian's words and speak out. She has no ordinary confidence in her colorful peony poison.
It can even be said to be Mrs. Peony's natal poison. She is a unique white peony, and after so many years of cultivating the colorful peony poison, she has never failed once.
Even if the human being in front of him had just seen through the peony illusion at an extremely fast speed, he would not be able to survive for a moment after being poisoned by the colorful peony poison.
boom!
However, at the next moment, Mrs. Peony saw an extremely incredible scene. She saw the opponent's tiger body trembled, and she could no longer sense any breath of the colorful peony poison.
"How...how could it be?"
For a moment, Mrs. Peony didn't think of anything else, but she was a little unbelievable. It was a high-level immortal-level colorful peony poison. Why was it broken so easily?
"I praised you for being smart just now, why are you so stupid now?"
Ye Qingtian shook his head and spoke a little helplessly. In fact, he was not in a good mood. He had successfully killed the bamboo attribute spirit just now, but at Madam Peony's place, accidents happened frequently.
If it weren't for Ye Qingtian's own tyrannical cultivation, he might have really taken advantage of Mrs. Peony, and being forced out of his original cultivation level, he didn't think that he had completed the task perfectly this time.
"You...you are not an eighth-level immortal, but...a demigod?!"
After being reminded by Ye Qingtian, Mrs. Peony finally reacted at this moment, and her voice was a bit sharper than before, because only for this reason could the colorful peony poison return in vain.
Mrs. Peony was really frightened. When will the powerful demigods from the human side be able to come to the foreign spirit city? Isn't this guy afraid of being besieged by the powerful supernatural beings?
Every human cultivator in the realm of demigods is not an unknown person in this area. Even if he encounters a special being like Mrs. Peony, he must take a detour and not dare to provoke him easily.
It's just that humans and supernatural spirits are clearly separated. The supernatural spirits of the eighth-level immortals will never encounter humans in the demigod realm. Such strong people have to deal with the demigod realm on the other side of the alien spirits.
“I realize now that it’s a bit late!”
Ye Qingtian felt a little uninterested. With his cultivation in the realm of demigods, what sense of achievement could there be in defeating an eighth-level immortal spirit? Therefore, he did not want to make excuses with the other party anymore.
Whoosh!
Just when a killing intent appeared in Ye Qingtian's eyes, Mrs. Peony suddenly reached out and touched her waist, and a huge peony suddenly appeared next to her, causing the former's face to change slightly.
Ye Qingtian naturally knew what Mrs. Peony wanted to do. Knowing that she was going to die, she wanted to send a warning to the lord of Qianmu City.
Firstly, Mrs. Peony was very determined, and secondly, Ye Qingtian was not too worried about the Lord of Qianmu City who was rumored to be only a ninth-grade immortal, so the next moment, a white light was seen rising into the sky.
Bang!
Above the sky, huge white peonies exploded, seeming to light up the entire Qianmu City. Countless Qianmu City alien spirits looked up at the sky, with a hint of strange color flashing in their eyes.
"It's Mrs. Peony, what happened?"
No one in Qianmu City was too unfamiliar with the details of that white peony. They all knew that it was sent by Mrs. Peony, but what exactly happened was that their eyes went black.
Outside a certain building in the city, a figure in black looked up at the sky, seeming to frown slightly. Then he felt a breath rush out from the building, heading towards the place where the big white flower exploded.
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Yun Xiao did not move, until another obscure aura swept out of the building, and then he followed the two strange spirits without noticing. Now that the matter was over, there was no need to think about any hidden whereabouts.
Already.
In the sea of flowers, looking at the white light rising into the sky, Ye Qingtian's face looked a little ugly. Although he was not afraid of the city lord who was only a ninth-grade immortal, he was afraid of the master he had just recognized.
Yun Xiao had just told him before not to make too much noise. As a strong man in the demigod realm, Ye Qingtian once beat his chest loudly, thinking that there would not be any accidents. After all, he had that strength.
I didn't expect that just killing an eighth-level immortal, Mrs. Peony, would cause such a big commotion. Now it seems that if you want to hide your traces and kill the strong men of Qianmu City without anyone noticing, it is obviously impossible.
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