"Kill!" Leng Wusheng put his hands behind his back, his mind moved, and the water wave dragon under his feet opened its teeth and claws, roaring towards the saint flower.

Mo Qingfeng's hands were sealed, and he shouted in a low voice: "Fire Phoenix Technique!"

Snort!

Fa said casually, in front of Mo Qingfeng, a hideous fire phoenix quickly condensed, roared, and rushed straight towards the saint flower.

Boom!

Leng Wusheng and Mo Qingfeng attacked together, and powerful qi waves swept in all directions, and the entire Sun and Moon Sea was flooded with waves, and the thorn vines under the saint's body were like paper paste, crumbling.

"Good opportunity!" Leng Wusheng's eyes lit up as soon as he struck a blow, and he jumped down and stretched out his hand to grab the saint flower.

Mo Qingfeng stepped under his feet and followed closely.

However, just as Leng Wusheng and Mo Qingfeng's palms were about to touch the Saint Flower, the Saint Flower trembled suddenly and slammed straight into Leng Wusheng and Mo Qingfeng.

Boom!

The blooming saint flower was like a mountain of ten thousand jun, and when it fell, the blood of Leng Wusheng and Mo Qingfeng surged up, trembling all over, and flew out upside down.

"Old Ancestor!" Seeing this, the Leng family members on the yacht and the Mo family members on the helicopter all exclaimed.

They never expected that under the joint efforts of Leng Wusheng and Mo Qingfeng, who were invincible in their eyes, they would be repelled by the Saint Flower.

The crowd was also stunned, their mouths open and round, and they couldn't close them anymore.

However, Leng Wusheng and Mo Qingfeng didn't pay attention to the crowd at all, their fists tightened, and they dodged towards the saint flower again.

Boom!

Among the thorns, the sage flower is like an iron wall, unbreakable, constantly repelling Leng Wusheng and Mo Qingfeng.

On the side, Zhao Batian, Bai Ao, and Luo Feng were dumbfounded, secretly speechless, they never expected that this time the Saint Flower would be so powerful.

Even under the joint efforts of the two Earth Immortal Realm seventh-order powerhouses, they were unable to win the Saint Flower for a long time.

"By the way, where is the kid who beat my grandson?!" At this time, Bai Ao's pupils condensed slightly, and he suddenly remembered Yang Fan.

Bai Ao couldn't interfere with the Saint Flower, and he was already holding back a wave of anger in his heart, but now when he thought of Yang Fan, the anger in his heart erupted instantly.

Bai Ao's face was gloomy, his eyes turned, and he swept through the crowd, only to find that Yang Fan was actually taking steps and walked towards the Sage Flower.

"That kid can't find death?!" Bai Ao's white eyebrows furrowed, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely.

Bai Ao found that Yang Fan had already walked in front of the Saint Flower, and he might be attacked by the Saint Flower at any time.

At this distance, even Bai Ao didn't dare to approach easily.

Just now, if it weren't for Bai Ao's fast running, I'm afraid he would have been swallowed alive by the saint flower.

"Damn! Cheap kid!" Bai Ao's eyes were like cold poisonous snakes, staring at Yang Fan deadly.

Although Bai Ao wanted to kill Yang Fan with his own hands, Yang Fan was near the Sage Flower, and even Bai Ao did not dare to step forward easily.

"What's going on?!How can there be a teenager under the sage flower!"

"Why did that young man run under the saint's flower!"

……

At this time, the crowd naturally also noticed Yang Fan under the sage flower.

The crowd's eyes were round, stunned, they never expected that someone would run alone under such a dangerous saint flower.

"Yang Fan!" On Sun Moon Island, Xu Wanqing and Tang Xiang were anxious, covering their mouths with their hands, and roared loudly.

However, Yang Fan didn't seem to hear it, and walked straight towards the Sage Flower.

"Why does this saint flower have a familiar feeling?" On the shore of the sun and moon, Yang Fan put his hands behind his back and looked up at the saint flower in front of him.

Yang Fan could clearly feel that this sage flower exuded a very familiar aura.

"Leave it for future generations?" At this time, Yang Fan's pupils shrank, and his eyes stared at the thorny vines under the saint's flower.

Yang Fan found that there were four small characters engraved on the thorn vines, and these four small characters were "left for future generations".

"This is Houtu's handwriting!" Yang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, his heart trembled slightly, and he said to himself: "Houtu...... In the world?!"

Yang Fan looked at the four small words on the thorn vines, and his mind couldn't help but fall into memories.

When the Lich was tribulated, the Wu Clan and the Demon Clan fought, and in the end, the Wu Clan and the Demon Clan were both defeated and fell, and the Hou Tu was incarnated as a reincarnation.

However, the world didn't know that when Hou Tu was incarnated in reincarnation, Yang Fan used the Supreme Deception Formation to deceive the eyes of Heaven and retain a trace of Hou Tu's remnant soul.

Then, with the help of Yang Fan, Houtu reshaped his body, and even relied on the supreme merit of incarnation and reincarnation to achieve sanctification with merit, and became a saint of the wilderness!

After Houtu became holy, in order to repay Yang Fan, he handed over the six reincarnations to Yang Fan, and even, Houtu still had love for Yang Fan and silently guarded Yang Fan's side.

Even in the big battle 30,000 years ago, Houtu still did not give up and did his best to help Yang Fan kill the enemy, but even so, Houtu still fell in the big war 30,000 years ago.

The great war 30,000 years ago was dark, and the mountains and rivers were stained with blood, and even saints could only be reduced to dry bones in the grave.

Yang Fan took a deep breath and finally came back to his senses.

Yang Fan looked at the four big characters on the thorn vines, and said to himself: "The saint flower is born by relying on the blood of the saint, and this saint flower should be sucked by the blood of the earth." ”

Yang Fan looked up at the saint flower in front of him, and soon made a conclusion in his heart.

"Houtu, where are you now?!" Yang Fan looked up at the saint flower in front of him, and his heart set off a monstrous killing intent.

The great war 30,000 years ago took the lives of countless relatives and friends of Yang Fan, and Yang Fan will avenge this revenge!

Yang Fan shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, stepped out, and walked straight to the saint flower.

The sage flower trembled slightly, as if she had realized something, and turned to fall towards Yang Fan.

"That kid is finished!" Seeing this, the crowd shook their heads and sneered, they had already seen the power of the saint flower.

Even if Leng Wusheng, Mo Qingfeng and others made a move, they couldn't take the saint flower.

Now that the sage flower is falling towards Yang Fan, Yang Fan must be dead and lifeless.

However, before the crowd could think about it, the sage flower trembled slightly and froze on the top of Yang Fan's head.

The saint flower rubbed on the top of Yang Fan's head with its huge spots like a coquette.

Then, the thorny vines of the Sage Flower exploded, and the entire Sage Flower fell directly at Yang Fan's feet.

Yang Fan stretched out his hand and gently touched the saint flower under his feet, then he sighed lightly, and with one move, he directly put the saint flower into his sleeve.

Quiet!

The entire Sun Moon Island was dead silent, the falling needles could be heard, the crowd's eyes widened, their eyeballs fell to the ground, the crowd never expected that the saint flower would break by itself and fall in front of Yang Fan!