"How is that possible?" the man muttered to himself, looking at his companion who had fallen behind him, and then at the spark holding the sword in front of him.

Not long ago, he fought with Sparks, and he was completely defeated, not to mention that he could get more than 30 immortals with one move. Even a few of them are not something she can deal with, if it weren't for that Bai Lan who killed them halfway, the flower demon in front of them would have been in their pockets a long time ago.

But the problem is, it's only been a few days. The strength has been refined so high? And the cultivation has not moved? Hell, this has changed too much.

"Drink!" stunned for a moment, the man didn't say a word, and made a move himself.

The figure did not move, but a black and red long sword in his hand suddenly burst out and swept out.

The blade of the sword, which was originally more than a meter long, suddenly soared, like a black and red viper, and grew to dozens of meters in an instant, and the sharp tip of the sword glowed with fiery red light, sweeping towards the neck of the spark.

The sharp wind pressure hit, the spark's eyes flashed, and they broke free from the surprise, and then the smile on the corner of the mouth became even more excited, and even a little more evil.

Some of the previous fears were gone, but what they had at the moment was just a long-suppressed resentment that had completely erupted.

"Red Luan!"

"Hoo-hoo!"

The long sword in his hand waved, and countless strangely shaped sword shapes permeated. The sea of flowers reappeared, and countless flowers and petals trembled wildly, making the sound of ghosts crying and howling.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding"

A series of petals, incarnated into pink streamers, accurately hit the opponent's sword blade, one after another pink streamers. Like a string of meteors, it crashed into the serpent-like blade without any gaps.

The crisp sound was connected.

The sinuous black-red sword blade shook violently, and the fiery red light on it shook violently, and the tip of the sword stopped in front of the sparks. Then he was shocked back by the impact of that series of petals.

"Boom Boom"

The howling wind rose again, and the moment the tip of the sword shook and flew, the sparks chased closely, and the long sword in his hand swept across, and the sea of flowers behind him boiled.

Countless flowers and petals rolled under the violent vibration, forming a tornado that overtook the sparks at a faster speed and crashed into the man.

The man's eyes widened, the horror in his eyes became even stronger, and the spiritual power in the hand holding the sword suddenly surged out, and the sword blade that was being shaken back became extremely tough again, like a spring, and crashed towards the rushing tornado.

However, there is no use for eggs.

"Click!"

The tornado composed of swirling pink petals collided with the sword blade, and under the strong force, the sword blade tens of meters long instantly bent. After reaching a limit, the response breaks.

But the tornado condensed by the petals disappeared, like a wild dragon, and hit the man's chest.

The spiritual power of the protective body exploded in an instant, and the man's figure soared into the air and flew out upside down.

This is not over, the sparks that followed closely behind were still swinging the sword, and I saw that the pink sword light fell into the tornado with the condensed petals, and the tornado was as if it was alive, and the section in front of it that was in contact with the man's chest suddenly rose like a dragon's head, and then hit it hard, then raised its head again, and hit it again.

Three blows in a row all smashed firmly into the man's chest.

"Poof"

With a deafening bang, the man finally vomited blood, and the tornado with condensed petals was exhausted at this moment, and all of them dispersed.

"Pedaling"

As soon as he landed, the man staggered back, and where he stepped on, the ground cracked, revealing large pits.

"Drink," he shouted frantically, and his whole body once again burst into fiery red spiritual power, trying to stop the retreat.

However, at this moment, the sparks that had been chasing behind him suddenly appeared in the void above his head.

"Flower Companion Hollow!" a somewhat cold voice rippled in the air.

"Buzz" the sky shook violently, and pink ripples spread out like ethereal clouds.

Four huge peach blossoms appeared in the air, just surrounding the man in the center, and on top of each peach blossom, stood a woman, exactly like the spark.

Four sparks, long hair flying, above the forehead, a swastika floats, crystal clear pink swastika, holy and holy.

"Shhh

Looking up at the vision, the man was frightened, and there was a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart, he was an eighth-order heavenly immortal, and he had no power to fight back in the face of this sixth-order heavenly immortal.

Not only fear, but also shame, so he roared, exhausted his cultivation, and pushed his palms into the air.

At the same time, the four sparks in the sky and the long swords in their hands were all swung down.

No sword appeared, and when the four long swords swung down, the huge peach blossoms that the four sparks stepped on on the soles of their feet moved, and the four peach blossoms with a diameter of ten meters spun like hot wheels and crashed towards the man in the center.

A large, heavy fiery red light shrouded around the man, and then he was hit by the four peach blossoms.

It was as if four walls had smashed a glass ball in the center in half, and the sound of the explosion echoed through the sky.

The man's protective light shield exploded again without any suspense, and endless spiritual power fragments flew out, and the four peach blossoms slowly became thin until they disappeared completely.

"Plop"

In the rolling wind, the leader knelt, his face was pale, and there was no longer any spiritual power fluctuation on his body.

In the sky, sparks fell.

"Boom. Looking up at the sparks, the man swallowed involuntarily, his body instinctively moved backwards, and the fear in his eyes intensified.

He saw that the originally holy swastika in the center of the spark's eyebrows actually began to glow with black gas, and then the thick black gas seeped out little by little, swirling in the air.

A momentum of destruction and death intertwined emanated from the sparks, long hair rose upside down in the air, and a group of hunters were like the Nine Heavens Evil God.

She walked slowly, and wherever she stood, all the flowers and plants around her withered and withered.

Extreme fear, such as the woman in front of her who only has the cultivation of a mere immortal, can destroy all living beings just by her heart.

The man began to tremble with fear, and his pale lips moved, but he didn't make a sound.

"Scared? Standing in front of the man, the spark looked down condescendingly, and smiled evilly, "Why didn't you think you would be afraid when you chased and killed me?

As he spoke, on top of the silver-white long sword in Sparkle's hand, a layer of pink spiritual power flowed out, and there was black vapor in the pink.

"Don't, don't kill me, I, I'm just doing what I'm told. Glancing at the long sword, the man finally screamed.

"On whose orders?" Spark asked.

"I, our palace master. The palace master of the Extreme Yang Palace. The man didn't want to be authentic.

Sparks closed their eyes, their bodies full of black qi and restlessness, condensing into a hideous collision of skulls in the air, and after a while, the cold voice with monstrous resentment sounded.

"Why? Why do you want to exterminate our Flower Demon Clan? Why do you want to forcibly take away the Yuan Shen of our Flower Demon Clan?"

At the last word, the spark almost roared out, and the moment he opened his eyes, his eyes, which were originally black and white, suddenly turned completely black, and even black qi gushed out from those eyes.

With the black aura of death spreading, and a large number of flowers and plants withered.

"I, I don't know, I'm just ordered to collect the Flower Demon Yuan Shen and hand it over to my superiors, and I don't know anything about the rest!"

The rest of the first-class immortals who had not yet died were also sluggish, their faces pale, and their eyes were full of frozen fear.

"Since you don't know anything, you can die. Spark's expression became cold again, and his eyes were like standing above the nine heavens and looking at the common people, without emotion.

Then, she slowly raised her sword.

The man didn't beg for mercy again, but trembled all over, and even hoped to die as soon as possible, because the momentum on the woman in front of him was too terrifying.

What is more fearful than death is the destruction of the will, and in the face of the spark at this moment, all the courage in the man's heart has disappeared, and the whole soul is completely overwhelmed by that extreme fear. Remember the pill throwing number.

However, the long sword she raised did not fall, but was fixed in the air.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the large area of withered flowers and plants around him, withered petals, and grass that broke off on its own.

The spark was suddenly stunned, and a trace of tenderness suddenly appeared in the heart full of violence and monstrous resentment, and the two were intertwined, and then turned into extreme discomfort and pain.

Her delicate body began to tremble again, the black qi trembled with it, and the pink body also trembled violently.

"Get out. Suddenly, she gritted her teeth and said a word with difficulty.

The man was stunned, and the rest of the monks who were still alive were also stunned, why did they suddenly not kill them? And the woman's fierce momentum suddenly weakened, as if it was full of contradictions.

"I told you to get out, get out of here!" took a deep breath, trying his best to suppress the killing thoughts in his heart, and the sparks roared angrily.

"Yes, yes!" the man was overjoyed, shouted a few times, and then ran away with a rolling belt.

Then, the few remaining monks who were still alive did not dare to make any movement and fled in all directions.

Only one spark remained, and a few corpses, and the ground was covered with withered flowers and plants, and even the ground seemed to have lost its vibrant color.

Just now because of her prayer was so beautiful, how to blink an eye

"How can this be" Scanning the withered flowers and plants all over the ground, as well as those corpses, Sparks suddenly cried, and a deep fear surged in his heart, only to realize that the wanton slaughter just now did not seem to be her, but the demon she had always hated the most.

But the clear memory kept scrolling in her mind, reminding her all the time that the woman who was full of resentment just now was herself.

PS:

The fourth watch is here!!That's it for today!!Uh, tomorrow will be more, the eighth watch......