Cheng Houde, the great immortal of the land, was poked in the sore spot, and tried to use words to provoke, saying that what kind of ability did he have to hide in a woman's arms? Kong Qionglou replied softly, gave up the dough, and deliberately arched to Zhang Xian'er's side. The martial artist who was also alone in life and death before was lost in a blink of an eye.

But his heart village: A few days ago, he killed a seventy-two, but another sixty-six popped up, and he didn't even give him time to catch his breath. The star battle list, as expected, is really pushed forward, the gap in combat power is getting bigger, like mountains across the river, waiting for him to step on them one by one!

The burial stone that was intended to be refined for his companions had to be eaten alone to restore the injuries caused by the ancient killing qi.

"Whew~!"

"Whew~!"

After lying down for a short time, the boiled fish gang spent most of the night refining not much of the burial stone, and in Kong Qionglou's hands, it became two-thirds and three-fifths of the original, and the hovering horses practiced the dragon and snake dance together, and wrapped the companions around them. Everyone couldn't help but be stunned by this sight.

"This ...... How is that possible?!"

Even Zhang Xian'er and Cheng Houde, who boast of being well-informed, are secretly speechless, and it is rare to see anyone who can snatch the burial power at such a terrifying speed. Although those at the top of the star list can do it, this guy can't even beat sixty-six, and his body is like a huge bottomless pit!

Kong Qionglou himself didn't know what was going on.

I only know that since I hit and ascended, I have tossed all the way, and the power in my body is chaotic, as if I am going to change!

"Taixuan" was founded in the ancient Taoist ancestor dream, Guanyin Master and the handprint of the good fortune boy left in the body of the imprint belongs to the ancient Zen machine, the law of the sacred cow is the breathing method of the ancient demon. If you count the ancient military qi that invaded the flesh and the drop of divine brew of Du Kang's Bacchus...... Tao, Buddha, demons, soldiers, gods!

The roads are mixed, and the rivers meet.

After a while, when the burial stone shrank to the point where it could be held in the palm of his hand, he felt that the weeping blood burial power spread all over his limbs had not increased, but had suddenly become thinner. After calming down and looking inward, I found that the burial power that should have shown a dark red color was actually wrapped in a speck of dark blue dust!

Just like the mustard seed radiant that falls after the sky is clear, it is so small that it is almost negligible, but it is out of place.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way for Grandpa Niu. The mentally handicapped cow broke free from the mermaid's hands on his own, jumped in front of Kong Qionglou, and met him face to face. Finding a speck of blue dust floating under his eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and exclaimed: "Second brother, you are going to heaven, why did you still make a grain of mana from the Blue Sky Realm?"

Zhang Xian'er exclaimed: "What, he can gather mana?!"

Bixiao carries the law, and the law is blue.

Cheng Houde also hurriedly walked over from there, and when he saw that everyone's vigilance had increased greatly, he said: "You can rest assured, how can you be the kind of villain who takes advantage of people's danger? ”

Just now, you weren't the one who dragged people to death into the dirt?!

"Mr. Zijin said that no one in the cemetery can ascend to the stars, let alone condense mana, I don't believe you can do it!"

Cheng Houde had heard of the existence of mana, but he had only heard that gathering mana had to go to the other side of the bitter sea. A pair of rat eyes were wide open, almost splitting their eyes, but the faint blue dust had disappeared under Kong Qionglou's eyes, and he wandered away with the hundred remains: "Bull head, what are you? If you are a Ascendant, why don't you die? If you are a dead creature, why can you speak with people?"

followed all the way, shocked all the way.

The existence of the bull head completely broke the cognition of this great immortal!

"When Grandpa spoke human words, your ancestors' ancestors were still in the coffin and had not yet taken shape. The mentally retarded cow attracted Cheng Houde's attention with even more unbearable insults, "Are you not convinced? Grandpa doesn't fight back, you can beat grandpa to death!"

Cheng Houde gritted his teeth, knowing that the bullhead knife could not be killed, but he still wanted to kill it ten thousand times, which may not be relieving. Suppressing the anger in his heart, he glanced at the treasures on several people, saw that it was a little extraordinary, and said sharply: "You villain, listen well, this immortal can allow you to go along, but don't you want to fight the immortal......"

"Tuk!"

At this time, Kong Qionglou on the ground instantly burst out and reached out to knock on his head!

Cheng Houde was shocked, and the red soil under his feet suddenly condensed into two huge twists, driving his body to fly backwards. But at this time, Kong Qionglou seemed to be a little stronger than just now, and he couldn't avoid it completely. It hurt so much that a big bag was knocked out of the brain, and it looked even uglier.

"Shameless man, you dare to sneak up on me?!"

The earth roared, but Zhang Xian'er was still in the field, and the big means of empty land could not be used.

The mentally handicapped Niu regretted: "Second brother, this is a mentally retarded." You're done with it, and he's asking if you dare. The opportunity that the eldest brother has created with great difficulty, why don't you just kick it?"

"Cheng Daxian, you hide quickly, are we even?" Kong Qionglou smacked his lips, picked up the iron scroll and stuffed it into his arms. After this blow, I don't plan to continue to rush up and fight hard, because I can't beat it, and I can't kill it after I fight.

"Okay, okay, don't make trouble, you don't know each other. It's a mess right now, and we still have a few days to go!" It was less than a day after meeting Kong Qionglou, but Zhang Xian'er completely changed her temper in Cheng Houde's eyes, changed her frosty posture, and took the initiative to mediate other people's conflicts, which finally made him lose his temper.

In each other's hearts, they both had a little bit of mustard, but they didn't go far, but they saw a black rhizome emerging in front of their sight. It is about the thickness of an arm, like a vine that has broken through the ground or a snake that has just woken up from hibernation. The longer it grows, the more it climbs, the white bones that climb and stand spread, it's weird!

"Flower of Death!"

"Mandala!"

With the exclamations of Zhang Xian'er and Cheng Houde, with a "whoosh", the unkempt head at the front of the black vine suddenly exploded, and a pure black giant flower bloomed, beautiful and enchanting, with a little elegance and mystery. Each petal can be several meters long, and in the center of the most central stamen is a bright red burial stone.

Mill disc size!

The color is also many times more gorgeous than the fist-sized piece left in Kong Qionglou's hand, and the black rhizome is not too thick, but it can give birth to such a large piece of weeping blood burial stone.

"Be careful, don't be splashed by the juice of the flower of death, it is highly poisonous!" Cheng Houde shouted hurriedly.

Zhang Xian'er had already magnified the flying frost and lying in the snow, and without getting too close, she swung her knife and slashed at the black stem, responding to the sound of two!

At the fracture, black juice splashes and is full of life!

The lower half of the black stem was frantically thrown in pain, and it shrank back into the ground. The huge black flowers also withered rapidly, and the burial stone the size of a millstone also rolled out of it.

Zhang Xian'er used the front end of the knife to pick up the huge burial stone and sent it to Kong Qionglou from afar: "Brother Kong, give it to you, the right to make it Xian'er apologize to you for Cheng Houde!"

Kong Qionglou took a closer look, and saw that there was no black juice on it before taking it, and looked at Cheng Houde provocatively: Your mixing, we have all developed to the level of giving gifts, so I asked you if you are angry? !

Datura stramonium.

A type of dead creature, but unlike the undead and rakshasas, etc., it has given birth to a plant that feeds on dead air.

The rhizome originates in an unknown place in the abyss of the earth, and it is very uncommon to break through the soil all the way. The black juice is a liquid formed by the accumulation of dead air, and after being contaminated, it is difficult to survive in most cases, and it will be invaded by the power of death and die violently!

Therefore, it is also known as the Flower of Death, the Flower of Damnation.

"Haha, this isn't so scary, it's just a funeral stone, but it's a pity that there are fewer openings!"

Cheng Houde finally seized the opportunity and ridiculed: "What an ignorant rat, the reason why the death flower is terrifying is not because of the plant itself, if it really blooms too much, it will scare you to death!"

He was the only one in the group who looked the most like a mouse, and he had the face to laugh at others, Kong Qionglou was just about to taunt back, but the mentally retarded cow said: "Ten miles of flowers bloom and one Shura." The most interesting thing about the mandala flower is that it is just a flower when it is opened, and it does not matter if it blooms into a piece, but if it exceeds ten miles, it will be self-contained. It will raise a Shura and protect the sea of flowers!"

"Shura?!"

The burning stick hurriedly added, he still knew this, and he had to quickly show it: "A kind of death creature that is so terrifying that even the powerhouses of the star list are very afraid of it!"

Kong Qionglou was surprised, "This flower is quite smart, I know that it blooms a lot, so find a flower messenger for myself?"

"The person at the bottom is also embarrassed to mention the star list, this immortal can easily deal with a Shura, and it is not that he has not been killed!" After Cheng Houde finished speaking, he muttered to himself, "First the Rakshasa tide, followed by the abnormal appearance of the annual corpse, and now it is the death flower...... It's rarely been encountered in this area before, but what's going on lately?"

Zhang Xian'er asked curiously, "Brother Kong, how long have you been ascending, and you haven't even heard of a terrifying death creature like Shura?"

Kong Qionglou scratched his head, roughly calculated, two or three months should be enough to encounter boiled fish when he came out of the coffin. opened his mouth but spit out a sentence: "It should be a few years." ”

I said at most a month, I'm afraid you won't believe it!

"It's only been a few years since you soared, and you can have a combat power comparable to the seventy-odd ones on the star list?" Zhang Xian'er's beautiful eyes stared, and then she remembered that the mystery of why Kong Qionglou's combat power did not match the fate star had not yet been revealed, "If Brother Kong hadn't lied to Xian'er, he would really be talented, and the whole land of white bones would not be rare!"

Kong Qionglou smiled: "How can I bear to deceive a fairy, I will be thundered by the sky!"

Again, her eyes dodged.

Cheng Houde furrowed his brows, looking at Kong Qionglou as if he had thought of something, but he didn't speak.

"It's not good, Death Flowers!!"

As he walked, a black rhizome sprang out in front of him, then a third, and then a fourth...... In the distance, wherever you can see, black vines emerge from under the earth...... Not to mention ten miles, dozens of miles are enough.

The mentally handicapped cow began to laugh maniacally: "Come on, come on, I know, did I say that you all have to die well?"