Chapter 82: The World of Flowers

The silent wind swept through an eerie hemispherical basin, a crystalline layer of material attached to the smooth surface. Under the dim sky, the moment the lightning pierced the sky, the basin reflected a dazzling light like an arc-shaped mirror.

Wang Jianjun breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I didn't expect the actual effect to far exceed my expectations, it seems that multiple attributes ...... Well, in particular, the fission reaction of the spirit sub-level of the Xiang Ke attribute is more violent, and the direct manifestation is the geometric multiplication of the spell power. ”

Zhen Shuai blinked his eyes and said, "Big brother, although you are speaking Chinese, I didn't understand a word! Oh, I understood the first sentence." ”

"You always know a little bit about basic physics, right?" Wang Jianjun asked with a disdainful look at Zhen Shuai.

"I'm a scumbag, what did you do when you died, big brother?"

"Am I a ghost?" Before I was alive!" Wang Jianjun smiled proudly with his arms crossed: "Brother is an engineer in a military industrial enterprise!

"What a cow!" Zhen Shuai was extremely happy when he heard this, for the words military industry and engineer, he was a top figure in any world.

"Cowhide is not blown, and the train is not pushed! When we leave Paradise Lost, I'll give you a makeover of your equipment!"

Wang Jianjun added another chip to leaving Paradise Lost, and Zhen Shuai took it up.

Although the two of them looked at each other in mid-air, they looked bitter and hateful, but secretly the two of them made a happy "call".

A snow-white light mixed with purple petals galloped towards here.

Wang Jianjun smiled: "It's coming!"

"It's up to the big brother next!"

The two rays of light came to Wang Jianjun's approach, and then the light converged, and the frost flute and Yin Wuxin showed their figures.

"Elder Bone, the House of Elders has been destroyed by this kid! none of the elders have escaped!" said Frost Flute with great anger.

"What about the other hall masters?" Wang Jianguo said in an unchanged voice.

"He's coming! No matter how much mana he extracts, he can't make up for the wounds he brought to Paradise Lost!"

"Unintentional, my mana has been exhausted, you first hold off the misfortune, and the frost flute will protect the Dharma for me!"

After Wang Jianjun finished speaking, he flew away into the distance accompanied by the frost flute, and disappeared in a place where the aura was relatively dense.

Yin Wuxin pulled out the thin sword on his waist, and with a sweep of his spiritual power, Zhen Shuai's condition also easily leaked out, and Yin Wuxin, who was originally slightly cold in his heart, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Although most of your mana is consumed and your mental power is extremely weak, I am a cautious person, so go to my realm and play with my flowers!"

Zhen Shuai smiled coldly, Yin Wuxin's strength was already a grade worse than Wang Jianjun's, plus Yin Wuxin had no other magic weapon except for the thin sword in his hand that seemed to be of a bit of earth-level quality, even if he was dissatisfied with his mana and lacked divine sense, he could still do it until Wang Jianjun recovered his mana, and at that time, Wang Jianjun would naturally be in control of the overall situation.

The long-term continuous combat has given Zhen Shuai a new understanding of the control of power, with strong mana and huge divine consciousness as the foundation, the spells of the largest road can also exert terrifying strength under the superposition of various amplification methods, and the most basic spells are more adaptable, the fireball technique is offense, and the Xuanhuo cover is defense, and there is no need to pick and choose in the complex spell system during the battle, which greatly improves Zhen Shuai's combat efficiency. Coupled with the absolute realm that has not yet fully applied the special effects, the power of the two laws that have already glimpsed the doorway, and the Holy Spirit Ding and the Divine Binding Lock that have never really been used against the enemy, Zhen Shuai thinks that as long as he is not against a strong person at the level of the Heavenly Realm or encounters a magic weapon that is extremely restrained himself, there is no problem in self-preservation.

Yin Wuxin bit the thin sword with his mouth, pinched the magic trick with both hands, and a giant rose with buds to be released slowly bloomed with a warm and fragrant fragrance, Zhen Shuai just condensed a few layers of Xuanhuo cover, and then released the absolute realm in a position area, although the divine sense is already extremely short, but the consumption of the small range of the absolute domain is also very small, but before entering the opponent's domain, it is more secure for any cultivator to use his own domain to contend with it, after all, the domain is close to the quasi-law power of the law, and entering the opponent's domain without confrontation is tantamount to stripping naked and single-handing a large group of thugs with weapons in the snow, completely losing the right time, place, and people。

In the absolute realm, Zhen Shuai came to a sea of flowers, the colorful roses fluttered with the wind like a ocean, setting off layers of beautiful flower waves, countless petals between heaven and earth danced wantonly, and the silhouette of giant roses was faintly formed between frolicking and chasing.

"Flower World!" Yin Wuxin sat lazily on top of the most gorgeous rose in bloom, all the petals seemed to begin to slowly rotate around Yin Wuxin, and the sea of flowers on the ground spit out more petals in the gradually increasing breeze, joining the sequence of flying in the air.

"It's a rare beauty, but it's a pity that I'm just a dick man, and I'm not interested in flowers or shemales. Zhen Shuai sighed slightly, the Battle Emperor Sword in his hand had also been transformed, and it was better to deal with the sword in the face of the opponent with the sword.

Zhen Shuai secretly boosted his mana, and the Dark Dragon Devouring Flame outside his body began to burn violently, and the flowers that dared to touch the Dragon Flame immediately withered and died, and even the petals that passed in the air intentionally or unintentionally quickly turned into flying ash and dissipated.

"What kind of power does your domain have, let Zhen have a good experience!" Zhen Shuai smiled contemptuously, and the Dark Dragon Devouring Flame around the surface of the body spread out in all directions in a spherical shape, all the flowers and petals were incinerated away, and the world of flowers instantly vacated an extremely discordant black area.

"Hmph, a wide range of non-directional spellcasting, yes, it does eliminate the consumption of spiritual power, but the consumption of your mana has also increased exponentially!"

Yin Wuxin's face was slightly cold, but his smile was still bright.

A large number of petals formed two thick purple torrents in an instant, divided into two ways and headed towards Zhen Shuai's bag in a strange arc.

Zhen Shuai casually threw out two giant Xuanhuo covers in front of him to resist the purple torrent, and the entities formed by the two energies competed wildly in mid-air, and the roar of the waterfall hitting the stone wall resounded through the world of flowers in an instant.

The excessive consumption of the divine consciousness in the brain made Zhen Shuai almost faint in an instant, and Zhen Shuai, who secretly scolded his leftovers, hurriedly reined in his divine sense, and the Xuanhuo cover without the control of the divine consciousness was instantly pushed open by the purple torrent, roaring and sweeping towards Zhen Shuai.

Seeing this, Zhen Shuai smiled coldly, and his left technique slammed to the sides several times in a row, and a large number of fire attribute orbs mixed with the Dark Dragon Devouring Flame shot out like a rainstorm. Due to the lack of divine control, the accuracy of the fireball was greatly reduced, but the volume of the two purple torrents was extremely large, and eighty percent of the fireball technique still shot straight into the petal torrent, and the purification effect of the scorching flame smashed the two torrents into pieces, and the petals burning all over the sky fell one after another, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.

"There are really two hits, no wonder you have to put together a complete set of magic weapons with the strength of the old bones. Seeing this, Yin Wuxin smiled in admiration and said: "In the world of flowers, flowers are the masters, I am the master, the flower world is ever-changing, you are full of sin, just taste it." ”

"Alas, if you don't watch the verbose villains in the TV series, they'll die ugly!" Zhen Shuai calmly and wantonly fired fireballs at flowers everywhere, destroying the ecological balance, and had the leisure to complain to Yin Wuxin.

"Dancing and flying!" Yin Wuxin roared a little annoyed when he heard this.

All the petals seemed to be inspired by some mysterious power, turning into a giant flower curtain and sweeping towards Zhen Shuai.