The flower of the netherworld, blooming with six petals, three large and three small, alternately distributed, the petals are windless and automatic, rising and falling on the fingertips of the blind girl, like a dark purple pool of water swaying in the hand, reflecting the gloomy but not cold glow.

With a flick of his fingers, the flowers sandwiched between his fingers swirled and flew out, sweeping straight towards Wen Yujun.

Before the flowers arrived, an invisible qi machine took the lead in enveloping it, and the surrounding ground centered on Wen Yujun raised dust, and four powerful tornadoes appeared out of thin air, draining the nearby air, and then the momentum became louder, like a ladder to the sky.

Immediately afterward, a rain of flowers fell from the sky, and countless Netherworld Flower petals erupted from the swirling pillar of wind, covering Wen Yujun in the center.

Wen Yujun looked up at the rain falling from the sky, with a smile on his face, and praised from the bottom of his heart: "What a beautiful flower ......"

The peach blossom branch moved like a snake, drawing a big circle around the body, and a clever force was transmitted into the void, holding up the fluttering and falling flower rain, and the handsome man said softly to himself: "Since it is a golden boudoir willow, how can you bear to fall into the mud by mistake?"

The blind girl is silent, and the rain of flowers is getting bigger.

Finally, Wen Yujun's right hand carrying the peach blossom branch sank, as if he couldn't bear the weight of the petals as light as a feather, and he exhaled turbidity in his mouth, and he threw the peach blossom branch up, and the three peach blossoms on it bloomed bewitchingly.

Three life and all things, three peach blossoms and then turn into a peach ancient tree, the branches are extended, the peach leaves are dense, the peach blossoms are dotted on it like stars, and the ten thousand points of red in the green bushes have their own charm.

The canopy of the starry sky is stretched out, holding up the falling flowers and rain in the sky, and the thousands of branches of the ancient peach tree seem to be inlaid with a layer of dark purple light, adding a bit of bewitching beauty.

Suddenly, the purple peanut roots, countless roots penetrated through the bark of the ancient peach tree, like human blood vessels, and quickly spread to the entire tree.

Wen Yujun watched the ancient peach tree being eroded by the Netherflower without making any moves. Just when the great creatures thought that the peach ancient tree was going to be sucked into a pair of skins by the roots like a few unlucky eggs before, the peach ancient tree suddenly burst into tears.

The peach blossom luck beckons the peach blossom thief, the peach tree branches fall peach blossom tears, and after the tears flow, it doesn't matter the pain. The monks clearly saw that the originally crystalline peach blossom tears gradually turned dark yellow, and then solidified into solid resin, and what was frozen in it was the slender root system spread by the Netherflower flower.

The ancient peach tree is safe and sound.

Wen Yujun stood on the ancient peach tree, handsome and elegant, strolling leisurely, turning the peach blossom branch leisurely in his hand, looking at the blind girl with a smile, looking confident.

Hellhound hates it to the root of its teeth.

The blind girl still didn't say anything, reached into the blue, and then pulled the three flowers.

Whoa!

The sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air sounded, and the three Netherworld Flowers were not as light as the first one, suspended above the sea of flowers, but sharp and sharp, like a heavenly sword piercing the void.

The dense sea of flowers took the initiative to spread out three openings, and the three netherworld flowers directly slashed diagonally, like the soft sound of blisters exploding, and the three branches of the ancient peach tree fell in response, and the incision was as smooth as a mirror.

Subsequently, Sanhua swirled and slashed again.

Puff puff......

With one breath, nine branches were chopped.

In two breaths, the ancient peach tree fell by a small half.

Wen Yujun waved his hand, pulling the collapsed peach branch to fly, but there was a powerful law circulating at the incision, how could it be continued? Wen Yujun had a slight smile on his face, his expression was a little more solemn, and there was a silent thought in his mouth, and the pink peach blossoms on the ancient peach tree suddenly withered, and in their place, they were huge and round red peaches.

The red heart cracked, and the first peach pit released its secret power, and dozens of peach pits directly tore the three Netherworld flowers into dozens of pieces, and then swallowed them into the peach pit.

The flesh of the peach is closed, leaving no trace on the red heart.

The blind woman carried the basket, and the hellhound slowly stepped forward, and the purple flowers were suspended around her body, like butterflies dancing.

Wen Yujun's face was expressionless, his toes tapped on the trunk of the ancient peach tree, and his figure swept out like lightning, taking the initiative to attack. The peach blossom branch in his hand flickered, and the whole body suddenly lit up with a pink light, three feet long, showing a sword shape, with peach blossom branches inside and a peach wood sword outside, overlapping inside and outside, and slashing down at the blind girl.

The sword broke through the sky, and the other battlefield was also overflowing with sword energy, and the Lingshuang sword swept through, and a sword intent that represented the majesty of the emperor in the sword rolled forward, making Yao Yuanyuan feel like a mountain of pressure.

The demon pot flowed with magma, and countless fire crows fluttered their wings and soared into the air, although a single sword qi could make dozens of fire crows show their original form, but the fire crows were endless, and they could not be killed at all.

The blue moon fairy's long skirt fluttered, and she walked with a sword, and the rich power of Taiyin turned into a tide that kept rising and falling under her feet, like an ocean tide. Gazing at it, it seemed that her gaze passed directly through the fire crow flock, and fell into the hands of the woman who was in charge of the Raven Pot, and her eyes became more and more turbulent.

The two fought for more than 70 rounds, but they didn't take any advantage, showing a stalemate situation of equal strength. It's just that how could she be satisfied with Su Heng who has been by Su Heng's side for many years?

The sword in his hand rose again, slashing three thousand waves with one sword, breaking one hundred thousand crows, and the Qingyue Fairy and the sword were one, and the momentum was like a bamboo. At the same time as it came into contact with the fire web formed by the fire crows, a dull bell suddenly rang.

Boom!

The bell rings, the Yuan Shen is silent, the three souls are lost, the six gods have no owner, and the cutting board is fish.

Ignoring the fire net, the bell went straight through the fire crow array and into Yao Yuanyuan's ears, and her body froze suddenly.

Swish!

A sword slashed through the net of fire.

At the last moment, Yao Yuanyuan's eyebrows suddenly bloomed with a fiery halo, which made her sober for a short time. The sword qi was pressing, and there was already a blood line flowing down her forehead, and Yao Yuanyuan was so frightened that she almost lost a trace of the soul she had just returned.

In a desperate situation, she pushed the demon pot forward......

Choke!

The demon pot shattered, blood flew, and a figure fell into the air like a kite with a broken string.

Qing'er withdrew from the state of unity of human and sword, and re-grasped the Lingshuang Sword in her hand, the streamer flickered under her feet, and it came in an instant, slashing at Yao Yuanyuan.

Yao Yuanyuan was first slashed by Su Heng's swords, and then she was caught off guard by the Falling Bell, and finally suffered a sword from Ling Shuang, how can she have the strength to deal with it now?

She didn't have the slightest confidence that she would resist this sword again.

But at this moment, the old tricks of the other world were repeated, and two figures flew out, and two powerful divine skills hit Qing'er, and they planned to surround Wei and save Zhao.

It is impossible for Qing'er to exchange her life with her opponent, and she temporarily changed her momentum, and the sword that originally slashed at Yao Yuanyuan turned to the two who came to help.

Poof!

The sword qi divine arts rushed against each other, and each of them was nirvana into nothingness.

The shadow flashed, and Qing'er gave up the hard-won opportunity to kill and decisively withdrew from the battlefield.

If you continue to fight, if you are entangled by the two, it may not be a simple one-to-two.

The great thousand beings are angry, how can the other world be so brazen?!

A moment ago, when the two battlefields were at a stalemate, someone on the jade steps of the Lingxiao Hall muttered: "This year's Great Qian Tianjiao seems to be more difficult than any previous one, Yu Yan was actually killed instantly by a low-realm opponent, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be unbelievable." ”

"I have long reminded him not to be underestimated, he didn't listen to me, and he was so defeated, how can he be with others?" Wu Hua snorted coldly, but his eyes were staring at Su Heng, who was healing Jin Yunzi's injuries, and said in a deep voice: "If it is this time."

The boat capsized in the gutter, not to mention stealing chickens and making rice and five portions of creation into a thousand things, even if we can return safely, what kind of face do we have to meet a few masters?"

The eight people next to him looked at each other, and one of them asked, "Then what do you say we should do now?"

Wu Hua's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, and he sneered: "Although the top Tianjiao in the world is strong, the gap between them is extremely large, as long as we cover up the past together, they will definitely be defeated......"

After a pause, he added: "Perhaps, Yu Yan's death is not a bad thing for us. ”

"Wu Hua, what do you mean by that?" someone asked.

Wu Hua didn't look at the man, and said: "A monk wins a battle, but he has to be so tired that five monks hang his life, if we make trouble at this time, Buddhism will definitely retreat without a fight for the sake of the wounded." You say, when you change to Yu Yansheng, can you be worth six monks?"

The man was speechless.

Wu Hua's eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered softly, "This is really a godsend." ”

Not long after the words fell, Yao Yuanyuan fell into danger, and the two people on the jade steps intervened in the battle.

Then, without waiting for the Great Thousand Beings to shout angrily, the thirty-one monks in front of the Lingxiao Hall flew up at the same time and killed this side.

Fortunately, Qing'er retreated decisively enough, but if there is any hesitation, he may fall into a situation from which he will never recover!

Obviously, the other world is tearing its face, and it wants to take advantage of the opportunity that several Buddhas in Buddhism can't get out of it, and wipe them out.

That's just a joke!

When the other world realized the strength of this opponent, they no longer had the intention of teasing and teasing, as long as they could annihilate the opponent, it was natural to use no matter how shameless the means were.

The great thousand creatures were furious, but they were not afraid, and the void Taiyi, who inherited the stone monkey's violent temper, was the first to stand up, and a big stick swept across, carrying the earth, fire, water, and wind, crushing the void.

Subsequently, the great thousand creatures led by Qiao Lianzhi, Xue Yanxi, Peng Niao and other Tianjiao rose up together and launched a big showdown with the other world.

Qing'er glanced at Su Heng, who was unmoved by the change, and still used the World Tree to help Jin Yunzi recover from his injuries. Sensing Qing'er's gaze, he bowed slightly.

Qing'er no longer hesitated, picked up her sword and left.

"Sister Qing'er, I'll help you!" Leng Yuewu picked up the Seventh Glass Sword, and the lotus was born step by step, and the two girls entered the battlefield together.

"If Lord Su Shi does not participate in the war, I am afraid that there is no hope of victory. The Buddha of Still Water spoke calmly.

Su Heng nodded, but he didn't speak, and the life essence released by the World Tree became even stronger.

"Lord Su Shi is waiting?"

Su Heng nodded again.

"Waiting for whom?"

Before Su Heng could speak, he suddenly turned his head to look at the Lingxiao Palace, his eyes were shining, and his expression was terrifying.

On the Lingxiao Palace, the majestic plaque hanging high trembled suddenly, then fell off and flew towards the battlefield.

In front of everyone's eyes, someone wants to grab the plaque!

The cultivators of the other world were furious, this plaque of the "Lingxiao Palace" was their face, if someone took it from under their noses, it would be tantamount to slapping their faces.

Therefore, as soon as the plaque flew, no less than twenty divine spells struck to cut off the traction of the person in the dark.

However, the plaque seemed to be spiritual, dodging left and right in the air, and finally disappeared directly into the void.

The corners of Su Heng's mouth lifted slightly, "It's him." ”

Raising his hand to put away the World Tree, Su Heng's figure flew out.