Forbidden Soul City.

Central Plaza.

In the light curtain of the projection formation, the picture in the Huangquan River is reflected.

At this moment, the entire square was silent, and everyone was shocked by the picture in the light curtain.

Many of the people present were from other small worlds and did not know much about hell.

And before, very few people have come to hell to investigate.

They only knew that the Huangquan River was dangerous, but they had no idea how dangerous it was.

However, they now know.

Floating bones, roaring remnants......

The white love-loving lotus, the floating boat, the soul fisher...... Blood-colored palms.

This scene made them breathless.

It's like facing an unimaginable experience.

The powerhouses of the abyss were dead, and they escaped the revenge of the side, but they died under their own greed.

The strong men of hell have also died a lot, and for hell, it is simply a disaster.

Originally, Hell was the biggest gainer in this semi-final.

But in the face of the treasure Forgetful Lotus, they didn't hold back their greed and made a move.

As a result, he and the abyss powerhouse sank and floated at the bottom of the Huangquan River.

The appearance of the soul fisher, the sound of the flute, made everyone even more creepy.

If it weren't for being interrupted by the step, many of the people present might have lost their minds.

And the conversation between Bu Fang and the soul fisher made many strong people who watched the game through the light curtain breathless.

"Nine-petal flower?"

Many gasped.

Although the nine-petal Nai He flower is not as precious as the nine-leaf yellow spring grass, it can also be called a holy immortal material, that kind of treasure, in the hands of this soul fisher.

But many people are also abrupt.

The Soul Angler is in charge of the path to the Nai Ho Bridge, and the Nai Ho flower grows on the Nai Ho Bridge.

Therefore, it is normal for the old man to have a nine-petal flower.

"In exchange for your life?"

Bu Fang squinted his eyes and looked at the old man, the old man's words seemed to be not good.

This old man seems to be looking for a place for the last time......

However, today's step is no longer the original step.

When the dog master was there, the dog master scared the old man away with a look.

Now the latter is also relying on the absence of the dog master, and it seems that he wants to get back to the original field.

At this point, the corners of the concession party's mouth couldn't help but pull.

The aura on the soul fisher's body is very strong, and it is quite mysterious, as if it is covered with a layer of fog, which makes people unpredictable.

But judging from the fact that the dog master stared, this old man was a fart and urine.

This old man's cultivation must not be a great sage.

If you reach the realm of the Great Sage, it is impossible to be scared away by the dog master's eyes.

The old man wore a hat, and his eyes were low, as if they were glowing with a cold color.

Holding a nine-petal Nai He flower in his hand, with a sinister smile.

Bufang stared at him.

Stared at it for a long time.

"Have you decided? If you want to spend anything, you can exchange your life, otherwise...... No need to talk. ”

The old man said.

Bu Fang watched the old man step on the flat boat, swaying and seeming to float towards the depths of the blood mist.

There was a sudden froze in his eyes.

"Then I'll take a look...... You soul fisher, how strong are you? ”

Bu Fang's heart moved.

The sound of the old man's flute couldn't break his divine thoughts, indicating that the other party's spiritual power was not as strong as he imagined.

In that case, you can give it a go.

In order to make a peerless wine, Bufang is also fighting.

The figure fell, stepping on the surface of the river, as if walking on the ground.

The old man looked at Bufang with a faint smile, and the flat boat gradually escaped into the hazy blood mist.

Suddenly.

Bu Fang's eyes froze.

After that, my mind moved.

The divine thoughts suddenly escaped, setting off a stormy wave, and the aura above the body began to rise, reaching the realm of a small saint.

"I want flowers, and I want my life. ”

Bu Fang said lightly.

The splash under his feet suddenly exploded, and the whole person turned into a streamer, which came in an instant, and with the rush of the steps, the Huangquan River also exploded.

Take the soul-seeker's boat......

"Crazy!"

"Step boss is crazy...... Actually shot at the Soul Seeker?"

"That's a miracle on the Yellow Spring River...... How dare this little chef make a move? ”

......

Whether it was the people behind the light curtain, or the Dharma ministers and others on the Buddha ship, they were all shocked and had nothing to add.

I didn't expect that the step side would dare to make a move against the soul fisher who didn't dare to breathe.

The Soul Catcher didn't seem to expect it either.

Eyes narrowed.

Immediately furious.

"How daring! dare to make a move on the old man......"

The soul fisher was furious, and the surrounding area of the flat boat suddenly exploded, and the blood-colored water splashed.

The aura of terror began to spread, and it climbed inch by inch......

Airplanes......

A powerful depressing aura suddenly permeated, suppressing the audience.

Tear and pull.

The fishing rod was flicked, and suddenly the fishing line on it was cut towards Bu Fang's head as if it was a sharp blade, and the whole person of Bu Fang was cut in half.

Bu Fang's mind moved.

The keel kitchen knife immediately started.

Airplanes......

The keel kitchen knife trembled, and the sound of a dragon's groan resounded through the heavens.

Rumble!

The breath is lifted.

Step in the void.

The overlord phantom appeared behind him, and the overlord phantom was almost condensed into substance, and the overlord held a knife.

The sword crosses the sky and slashes the sky.

With a single slash, the phantoms overlapped.

Thirteen knives turned into one ......

Airplanes......

This knife slashed across the air and collided with the fishing line.

Rumble!!

Bufang's complexion changed slightly, and he felt the tremendous force coming from the fishhook.

That huge force actually broke through his Overlord Thirteen Blades.

This old man is very strong......

But.

Bufang's gaze froze.

At most, four turns of the Little Holy Realm!

Bu Fang had an estimate in his heart, and he suddenly had confidence......

If it weren't for being on this forbidden Huangquan River, Bu Fang would have thrown out a dry pot of destruction a long time ago.

As soon as the dry pot of destruction comes out, at least it can knock this old guy honestly.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers...... The old man sent you to the dead!"

The old man let out a long roar.

Bufang looked at it lightly.

The mind suddenly sank into the sea of spirit.

Then, on the body of Bu Fang, the feather robe suddenly burned with a vermilion flame, the flames soared to the sky, and the scorching heat seemed to burn everything.

A bird's cry rang out from above Bufang's body.

Bufang raised his head, and his hair was spread out.

The next moment, as if facing the wind, it turned red.

The flame wings behind him are also spread, and the feathers of fire fly with a gentle fanning......

Bufang opened his eyes, and there seemed to be flames burning in them.

"Old lady...... Finally come out to breathe!"

The red-haired stride squared, the corners of his mouth grinned, suspended in the void, pinching his orchid fingers and tapping his lips.

On the Buddha boat, the legal monk looked confused.

Step Boss ...... And how special is the hair color?

This time...... I haven't seen crimson before!

Gold, white, black, and now a red ?!

How many colors does this little chef have to change?

"Changing the color of your hair, is it because you provoke the old man's reliance? ”

Rumble!!!

The old man held the fishing rod and slapped it violently on the Huangquan River.

Then, on the surface of the Huangquan River, the fishing rod was suddenly hoisted.

Whoa!

The water splashed.

The water swept through and turned into a blood-colored dragon.

It was melted by the water of the Yellow Spring River, huge and incomparably large, with teeth and claws.

The wings flashed behind him, and the red-haired strides squarely, looking at the blood-colored water dragon lightly, and pursed the corners of his mouth.

"In old age, I hate dragons the most...... Especially stupid dragons. ”

Walk the square road.

"You, an old man who picks up rags on the river, dare to show off the dragon in front of the old lady?"

Bu Fang's figure was in the void, and it was suddenly blurred.

It's like a shapeshift, and the speed is like teleportation.

Suddenly, it appeared on the head of the blood-colored water dragon.

One palm slapped on the head of the water dragon, and the entire water dragon suddenly exploded inch by inch......

One turn of the little saint's step, cast the weapon spirit possession, it seems that in the face of the four turns of the little saint, you can fight.

A flaming Suzaku broke free from Bu Fang's body, and walked away with a finch cry and roar.

The old man hoisted out a water dragon again, colliding with the flaming Vermilion Bird.

The steaming white air was constantly foggy, and all of a sudden the picture on the surface of the river became blurred.

The audience behind the light curtain suddenly was in an uproar and wailed.

Because they can't see the battle clearly.

Only a crimson streamer could be seen, constantly teleporting, and the speed was dizzying.

The battle seems to be heating up.

Rumble......

The water exploded.

The red-haired step landed on the surface of the river, and looked at the old man in the boat with a frown.

"The strength of the little host is still too weak, otherwise the old lady can slap this pretending fisherman to death. ”

He muttered softly.

Suddenly.

The red hair is gone.

The hair turned black again.

Bufang frowned and looked at the old man standing on the flat boat......

Even if it is possessed by the machine spirit, relying on Suzaku may not be able to deal with that old man......

Although the old man's strength is not strong, his own strength is indeed a little worse.

Is it necessary to give up the nine-petal Nai He flower like this?

If you don't find the nine-petal Nai He flower this time, then Bufang's peerless wine will have no chance to be brewed.

Therefore, Bufang will definitely not give up easily.

His gaze froze.

Ayuki let out a long breath.

The toes are a little above the river.

The figure suddenly sped out.

"Come back...... You young man don't cry when you don't see the coffin......"

Soul Seeker said.

However.

His words had just been finished.

The eyeballs were suddenly glaring.

Because he found a dry pot emerging from Bu Fang's hand.

The hot dry pan is floating and sinking, the heat is permeating it, and the fragrance is lingering.

But what makes the soul fisher's heart palpitate even more is ......

The terrible fluctuations and coercion that emanated from the dry pan.

That feeling......

Let the soul fisher's hair stand upside down.

Crash.

The boat sank suddenly.

Bu Fang's figure landed on the boat, no more than one step away from the old man.

Bufang looked directly at the old man lightly......

"Nine-petal Nai Ho flower...... Can you give it to me, if you make a peerless wine, I will give you a jar. ”

Bufang looked at the old man lightly and said seriously.

Wine?

This young man wants a nine-petal flower just to make wine?

"Does the old man look like a man who is missing a sip of wine?"

The Soul Hunter said coldly.

"Like ......"

Bu Fang held the destruction dry pot in one hand, and after thinking carefully, he replied.

The old man's eyes widened, and he couldn't wait to follow Bu Fang desperately.

Suddenly.

His gaze shrank......

Because, in Bu Fang's other hand, another pot emerged......

The fierce sword qi instantly dispersed, as if it was about to cut through the void.

"What is this ......?"

The old man's eyes were split, and he looked at the sword pot in Bu Fang's other hand, and his whole body trembled.

If the destruction of the dry cauldron is only a threat to him, then this sword cauldron...... It made him feel the terrible breath of death.

"Enough ......"

"Nine-petaled Nai Ho flower, for you...... But you are the talker, and the brewed wine must give me a jar of wine. ”

I don't know if it's because of the power of the destruction of the dry pot and the sword pot, or some other reason.

The old man, who had been entangled with Bufang for a long time, suddenly chose to give the nine-petal flower to Bufang.

This made Bu Fang a little dazed, this old man ...... What about the persistence that you say?

"You have that dog backing up, I can't stop it...... If you want, you can take ......"

The old man put on his hat again and sat on the boat.

Bu Fang put away the dry pot of destruction and the sword pot, and took the nine-petal Nai He flower handed over by the old man.

The rich aura rushed into Bu Fang's body, making Bu Fang's gaze suddenly condense.

Compared with a flower, there is a gap between the two.

However, flowers don't seem to be precious to the old man.

gave Bu Fang, and it didn't seem to be so distressed.

Step Fang got off the boat.

The old man sat upright, singing a ballad, floating into the blood mist, and the sound of a leisurely bone flute floated out and gradually escaped.

Bu Fang looked at the old man in the distance and exhaled lightly.

Put away the nine-petal Nai Ho flower.

The walk was intended to go across the river.

Suddenly.

His body froze, and his brow furrowed.

Tilted his head slightly.

His gaze narrowed suddenly.

Under his feet, the white love-loving lotus swayed and docked.

Blooming with a gentle white glow.

"Lotus ...... Loveless"

Bufang muttered.

Then he leaned down.

Raising his hand, he gently grabbed Lottie.

Let's click.

The Forgetful Lotus was picked......

Thundered!!

After the Forgetful Lotus was picked, Bu Fang's heart suddenly moved.

Raise your head sharply.

Looking at the blood mist.

There......

In the blood mist, a bronze palace swayed out of the ......

Crunch.

The tightly closed bronze door of the bronze palace suddenly opened a gap.

In the gap, there was a glance of eyes, staring at the steps that were grasping the forgetful lotus.

......

Yellow Springs Valley.

The Great Sage of Huangquan, who was leisurely pinching a piece of grass and playing with it, suddenly trembled.

Unbelievably turned his head to look at the Huangquan River......

The grass in his hands was broken by him.

"Forgetful Lotus...... How could someone have picked the Forgetful Lotus?!"

......

The forbidden land of hell, in front of the cave of the fallen gods.

The dog who was about to do something shook his body.

The dog's eyes widened.

"Bufang Boy...... You've actually picked the Lotus of Forgetfulness! It's a big deal now......"