Flower of the Other Shore, Devil's Tenderness, a flower that was willingly thrown into hell in legend, was sent back by the demons, but still lingers on the road to hell. The demons couldn't bear it, so they agreed to let her bloom on this road to give guidance and guidance to the souls who left the human world.
Comfort, when the flowers bloom, you can't see the leaves, when there are leaves, you can't see the flowers, and the flowers and leaves can't see each other.
The flower of the other shore is the only flower in the legend of the underworld, also called the soul-inducing flower. The flower of the other shore blooms on the road to the underworld, where it blooms in large numbers. From a distance, it looks like a carpet paved with blood.
, and is also known as the "Road of Fire" because of its fire-like red color. It is also the only scenery and color on this long road to the underworld. People follow the guidance of this flower to lead to the hell of the underworld.
The blood on the corner of Ye Mingzhen's mouth has not yet been wiped dry. He looked at Xiang Qingqing with a crazy expression and said, "The flowers on the other side are blooming, enjoy it."
The whistling wind came, accompanied by the sweet and fishy fragrance of flowers.
A touch of blood-red quickly spread from Ye Mingjing's feet, and circles of soul rings appeared under his feet, purple, purple, purple, purple.
Four Rings Soul Sect.
Ye Mingjing held a Bianhua flower in his hand and placed it on the tip of his nose. He looked at Xiang Wuqing and smiled and said, "Bear the fear from the netherworld."
Bianhuahua's first soul skill, Blood Sea Netherworld.
call……
The sound of gentle breathing suddenly appeared in Xiang Wuqing's ear, like a girl's whisper.
Looking at Xiang Wuqing standing there, Ye Mingzhen smiled slightly, not caring about the blood on his lips. He slowly walked towards Xiang Wuqing with elegant steps, and at the same time put on a victor's posture and chuckled,
"My Blood Sea Netherworld can directly hit your spiritual sea, causing you to fall into the most painful memories. And the moment I attacked me in front of you, I had already arranged the flowers of the other side where you are. You fell into the trap.
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Ye Mingjing walked up to Xiang Qingqing, his second soul ring lit up slightly, and Ye Mingjing smiled and said, "Now let me see what you fear most. The second soul skill, Bridge of the Netherworld."
The function of the Bridge of Netherworld is to enter the sea of spirit of others. By capturing his sea of spirit, this soulless body will be at his mercy.
The purple light fell on Xiang Qingqing's body, and Ye Mingjing's eyes instantly lost focus, and it was ineffective!
Click!
Xiang Qingqing pinched Ye Mingjing's neck and said calmly, "What other tricks are there?"
Joke, mental attacks? The thing Xiang Wuwu is not afraid of the most is mental attacks. He has a unique spiritual star sea in the entire Douluo world.
Even his senior uncle Du Bidi was amazed at Xiang Qingqing's spiritual space. Why should he, Ye Mingzhen?
boom!
The Ye Ming Sturgeon in Xiang Wuqing's hand suddenly exploded and turned into a ball of other shore flowers that spread out, "Bang!" Xiang Qing Wuqing raised his head and looked at the Ye Ming Sturgeon that had transformed into a human form not far away, and chuckled, "That's it?
"
"asshole!"
Ye Mingjing has completely lost his patience. He wants to kill the bastard in front of him. No one, no one can look down on him, Ye Mingjing!
"The fourth soul skill, flowers bloom on the other side!"
Wow!
The layers of flowers on the other side began to move regularly, and in the sea of flowers on the other side, the figures of the soul beasts began to gather together!
Xiang Qingqing narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "No wonder you pretended to have faith along the way. It turned out that you were absorbing the remaining souls from the corpses. I almost forgot that your Holy Spirit Cult has a way of dealing with souls."
Ye Mingjing's smile returned to his face, a confident smile.
His Flower of the Other Side can absorb the remnant soul for his own use, and the remnant soul that he is most satisfied with is the remnant soul of the Ten Thousand Years Iron-Armored Elephant that he just received!
Roar!
A small mountain-like figure appeared in front of Xiang Wuqing.
A strong aura is evident in the air.
The confident smile returned to Ye Mingjing's face. This armored elephant has fifty thousand years of cultivation, and even the Soul Saint can't please him.
Although this remnant soul can only last for a quarter of an hour under the influence of his Bianhua's fourth soul skill, isn't it easy for a little trash like Fang Qingqing to pick it up easily?
Ye Mingjing looked at Xiang Wuqing and smiled slightly, "You also know that our great Holy Spirit Cult is indeed a top student from Shrek."
As soon as Shrek Academy was mentioned, Ye Mingzhen's unforgettable memory came to mind. Before joining the Holy Spirit Cult, he had also thought about going to Shrek School to study, but his martial soul was just an innate soul power.
He was not convinced by Xiaohua, who was only at the first level. Why! Why were those people born with powerful martial spirits!
Why can those powerful soul masters trample on their feet?
Why don't I even have any hope of resisting?
Why? Why?
He was dissatisfied, unyielding, hateful, and a series of negative emotions filled his mind!
At this time, his hope suddenly appeared, the Holy Spirit Church.
It's them, they allow themselves to practice again, they allow themselves to become stronger, even if they become a killing machine, even if they become an evil soul master that is not tolerated by the world, he Ye Mingjing will not regret it!
When he thought of this, Ye Mingzhen looked at Xiang Wuqing and smiled and said, "Come on, I'll give you three seconds to think about it. If you are willing to kneel down and kowtow to me a few times, then I can consider being your emissary and let you
Join our great Holy Spirit Church.”
Xiang Qingqing looked at Ye Mingjing expressionlessly and said, "Are you done?"
"Hey! What's that expression on your face? Are you looking down on me?" Ye Mingjing became angry when he saw Xiang Wuqing's indifferent expression. Even in the Holy Spirit Sect, where there are many masters, he Ye Mingjing
It is also an existence that has received special training. You are a three-ringed soul master. Why do you do that?
"Die!"
Ye Mingzhen has completely lost the desire to talk to Xiang Qingqing. He only has one idea now, kill this annoying guy in front of him!
"Crush him to dust for me!"
Countless beast shadows began to surround Xiang Wuqing!
"whispering sound!"
This guy talks a lot.
Xiang Wuqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he opened them again, they turned into a pair of black vertical pupils!
"Roar!"
A low dragon roar came from Xiang Qingqing's mouth, and a kind of fear from the depths of his soul suddenly appeared in Ye Mingjing's heart.
At this moment, Ye Mingjing's eyes suddenly opened wide, and his beast shadow remnant soul was shattered!
"How is it possible? How is it possible? That is the Elephant King with ten thousand years of iron armor!"
Xiang Qingqing crossed his arms across his chest, looked at Ye Mingjing and curled his lips, these remnant souls couldn't even withstand his dragon power, and they still want to kill me?
This kid really takes it for granted!
Boom!
Ye Mingzhi, who was punched by Xiang Qingqing in mid-air with eyes blank, still murmured to himself, "This is impossible... This is impossible... No, this is impossible..."
"No, everything is possible!"
Xiang Wuqing smiled slightly, then jumped into the air and raised his leg to push the Night Sturgeon into the ground!
Bright red blood flowed out of Ye Ming Sturgeon's mouth, and the color was as gorgeous as his Wuhun Bianhua.