Chapter 41: The Wind and the Clouds (Part 1)
The lotus petals continue to differentiate in the air, turning into a small and small petal lotus, and so on, just like that, just a matter of ten seconds, the huge space is surrounded by lotus flowers. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The lotus flowers seem harmless, but they are actually murderous weapons, as long as everything in the heavens and the earth touches the beautiful lotus, it will be instantly dissolved, and there is no trace of existence.
As if they had been instructed by something, they slowly and gracefully pounced on Xuan Mo'er, and their murderous power boiled.
Rao is calm state of mind Xuan Mo'er also appeared at this time, and the secret path really deserved to be one of the eight ancient heavenly domains, and it was really powerful.
The terrifying thing about these delicate lotus flowers is not their physical damage, but that they have a natural restraint on the soul, and once touched, it will immediately cause immeasurable damage to the soul.
Of course, Xuan Mo'er was not afraid of it when she was in her heyday, and even disdained it, but now she is a wisp of remnant soul after all, and she does not have the monstrous mana as before.
Looking at the fluttering lotus flowers that came from the sky, Xuan Mo'er didn't hesitate, a pure white ribbon suddenly appeared in her hand, and as soon as she threw it into the sky, it was suspended high above Xuan Mo'er's head, and a white light curtain hung down, protecting her.
The lotus flowers fell one by one, but they were all blocked by the white light curtain, but Xuan Mo'er was obviously not comfortable, her face became more and more pale, her body became more and more virtual, and she almost felt that she could not be seen.
But Ye Xuan looked at the fact that even the last petal did not rush into the white light mask, Ye Xuan's eyes couldn't help but be a little desperate, that's right, Xuan Mo'er paid a huge price to block this wave.
But how much better can she be than Xuan Mo'er, Xuan Mo'er can at least move, but Ye Xuan can't move even a finger now, and her body is kneeling on the ground, barely supporting.
"Good, good, good!" Xuan Mo'er said three good words in a row, but this time her tone was obviously full of anger, she didn't expect that she had almost capsized in the gutter just now, thinking of this, she was even more depressed.
"Legend has it that the Chaos Birth Blue Lotus has nine turns, and each turn is incomparably wonderful, but I never thought that you, who had just obtained the vision, would be able to send out a second turn."
"If you can make the third turn, then I'll admit it today, the question is, can you?" Xuan Mo'er's tone was extremely cold, like snow in March, cold to the bone marrow.
"If you can't, then everything you have will be inherited by me! As long as success occupies your body, it is worth paying a big price. She slowly approached Ye Xuan and said like an abyss demon, wanting to plunge Ye Xuan into boundless despair and darkness.
Looking at Xuan Mo'er who was approaching step by step, Ye Xuan's eyes were a little dim, but he did not show weakness in his heart, a pair of beautiful eyes stared at her fiercely, secretly trying to urge the chaos to give birth to Qinglian, but what made Ye Xuan desperate was that it did not react at all.
Xuan Mo'er Lian moved lightly, but at this time she was not in a hurry, anyway, it was fish on the iron plate, let her slaughter. Looking at Ye Xuan's vigilant and hateful eyes, she was not only not panicked, but also full of pleasure.
How long has she not felt this kind of torturous pleasure, one day, two days, a year, two years...... This ghost place had imprisoned her for hundreds of thousands of years, and if she hadn't relied on some kind of secret treasure, it would have been wiped out long ago.
You must know that even if he is as amazing and brilliant as the peerless Holy Emperor, he has only lived for 70,000 years.
Xuan Mo'er came to Ye Xuan's side, raised Ye Xuan's chin slightly with her jade hand, and said softly: "Little girl, being able to be reborn by me is a great blessing that you have cultivated in your previous life." ā
"If it weren't for the fact that you really had no other choice, plus you were lucky enough to get the inheritance of the peerless Holy Emperor. Otherwise, I will not bother to look at you even if you lowly human cry and beg. Her voice was cold, and her tone suddenly became extremely disdainful at the mention of the Terrans.
"You're not a Terran?" Ye Xuan asked in surprise, "You Terran" is definitely not a Terran when you listen to this tone, could it be that this beautiful woman is a different race, Ye Xuan also forgot the fear in his heart at this time, and looked at Xuan Mo'er deadly, trying to find out what was different.
"Of course I'm not a Terran, how can I be a lowly and filthy Terran? I'm a noble ......" Xuan Mo'er heard Ye Xuan's words and laughed loudly a few times, as if she was laughing at Ye Xuan's ignorance and innocence, but just as she was about to tell her identity, she was interrupted by a male voice.
"She is an immortal race, a race that prides itself on being noble!" A male voice came from afar.
Xuan Mo'er's wild laughter stopped abruptly, and she and Ye Xuan shifted their gaze to the front at the same time to see who was coming.
I saw a small white dot appear in front of me, and the small white dot became bigger and bigger in Ye Xuan's eyes, but in a few seconds, it turned into a living handsome man.
He was wearing a light cyan robe, with a snow-white trim embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf orchid patterns and a mutton fat jade hairpin on his head.
The face is as carved as the facial features, the angular face is handsome and abnormal, the thick eyebrows are slightly raised rebelliously, under the long and slightly curly eyebrows and eyelashes, there are a pair of clear eyes like morning dew, and under the bridge of the nose is a slightly thick male lip.
His skin is like the white snow lotus in Kunlun, and his eyes are the sacred spring water on the top of the Tianshan Mountains.
Tsing Yi black hair, clothes and hair are flowing and elegant, not tied or tied, slightly fluttering, lined with a figure hanging in the air, like a god descending into the world.
Ye Xuan was a little stunned for a moment when he looked at it, there is such a beautiful man in the world?