Bright flowers and green grass, without exception, they pounced in the direction of Shen Moli with their mouths raised. They stretch their stems and leaves to the extreme, lest they fall behind and miss the opportunity to taste their spiritual power.

Looking at those fierce flowers and plants, Shen Moli used his spiritual power to speed up his pace and soared into the sky, constantly accelerating forward in the void.

Facing the evil grass and evil flowers that were surging up from all directions, Shen Moli pulled out the Puchen sword, which had been different from his body for a long time, and poured spiritual power into the sword, slashing at the fragrant grass and flowers that rushed forward fiercely.

Sensing the spiritual power lingering in the sword body, thousands of flowers and plants greedily opened their mouths, not avoiding the Puchen Sword, until they were cut off by the Puchen Sword, and still opened and closed the remaining half of their mouths, wanting to taste the taste of spiritual power.

"Are you finally willing to come and see me?" a cheerful voice came from inside the Puchen Sword.

Shen Moli was stunned for a while, she only thought that she was a sword with a good material, but she didn't expect that there was still a sword spirit living in this sword.

Seeing the strange expression on Shen Moli's face, Puchen Sword Spirit jumped out of the sword, stretched his waist lazily and said, "What, are you willing to use me as a woodcutter, and use me to pretend to be stupid?"

The Puchen Divine Sword originated from the Star Clan's Divine Domain, but the Puchen Sword Spirit is also the master of grudges. If Shen Moli often nourishes it with aura, then that's it. But Shen Moli wore it for a long time without using it, letting it be idle and hungry before it was in a state of drowsiness, which made Puchen Sword Spirit extremely dissatisfied.

This place was not a suitable place for Shen Moli to chat for a long time, but Puchen Sword Spirit didn't care at all about chatting and chatting among the flowers and plants that wanted to eat it.

It glanced at the flowers and plants that were slaughtered around the circle and said, "Collect the spiritual power and then use this sword." ”

Having traveled a lot, Puchen Jian naturally recognized these flowers and plants that feed on spiritual power at the moment. The ferocity of flowers and plants comes from spiritual power, and the way to suppress flowers and plants is due to spiritual power.

"Really?" Shen Moli glanced down at the ground thousands of feet away, and asked Puchen Sword Spirit.

With the spiritual power collected at this height, she and the Puchen Sword will surely fall together at a rapid pace. The Puchen Sword is made of steel and iron bones, and no matter how high it falls, it will only clank twice at most, and it will not cause much damage. She is a person who grows of flesh and blood from a living body, and falling at such a height is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, and hitting the bottom, I am afraid that she will already become a pulp of flesh before she falls into the mouth of those flowers and plants.

It was difficult for Shen Moli to confirm the truth of Puchen's sword spirit words at this time, but if she looked at this time from the perspective of a sword, she boldly put away her spiritual power, and it was not easy for her to sacrifice her spiritual power to fly into the air again at a speed like a meteor collision.

"Don't worry, there are no flowers and plants for you to use as a cushion down here, and you will not be able to survive the skin injuries all the way down. Puchen Sword Spirit understood Shen Moli's worries and added a sentence.

Although he had already soared to a height comparable to that of a mountain, those plants and trees full of evil qi had also chased Shen Moli to such a height. These Infi flowers and plants have grown here for an unknown number of years, and their stems and leaves are quite long, which is unmatched by other rhizomes. With the powerful expansion and contraction, in chasing and killing Shen Moli, the speed was much faster than that of the outstanding monsters.

Seeing that staying here was also a stalker, Shen Moli's heart sank, and he resolutely put away his spiritual power.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Moli's severed body supported by spiritual power fell like thunder in mid-air, so fast that people couldn't see the reality clearly.

In the extremely fast fall, wielding the Puchen Divine Sword, Shen Moli kept swinging and slashing at the strange flowers and plants that kept attacking her. Without the cultivation of spiritual power, the Puchen Sword looks more like a fairy sword in the dusty world, although it is covered with ashes, its momentum and fierce aura are incomparable to other swords.

With the swing of the sword, the flowers and plants that chased into the sky fell to the ground one by one. Shen Moli danced his sword and fell quickly, and the figure falling in the air was peerless, like a fairy who had destroyed the world and entered the world in the sky, which was even more shocking for a moment.

There was a bang, and under the constantly collapsing flowers and plants, there was a deafening noise. Following the direction from which the voice came, Shen Moli turned his eyes to look, only to see that in the green grass, thousands of vines like dragons coiled and rose. On top of the vine, a hibiscus flower the size of a hundred people is being held.

Blooming in the desert, sonorous and pink, the huge hibiscus flowers standing proudly in the wind have always been towards Shen Moli, and the half-opened flower bones suddenly bloomed petals, and bursts of refreshing floral fragrance diffused from the hibiscus flowers.

"Phantom Qi!" For the fragrance that wafted through the four wilds, Shen Moli was worried.

She hurriedly covered her mouth and nose with her sleeve to ward off the illusion's confusion against her.

In normal times, she could naturally operate her aura and directly seal her breath. However, there are too many plants and trees in this place that are greedy for spiritual power, and if she uses her spiritual energy, I am afraid that it will attract more fierce attacks from the plants and trees that are in a state of decadence at the beginning.

The hibiscus flowers were scented all over the wild, and the rich floral fragrance was still found in the cover of Shen Moli's sleeves, and flew into Shen Moli's heart.

Seeing Shen Moli's mind gradually disturbed by the fragrance of flowers, Puchen's sword spirit was unmoved.

Although Shen Moli and Puchen Sword had a sword contract, the sword contract under coercion was more like a piece of air for Puchen Sword Spirit. Even though what happened afterwards made Puchen Sword Spirit recognize Shen Moli a little, Puchen Sword Spirit was still extremely resistant to being with Shen Moli for eternity.

At the moment, borrowing the scent of hibiscus flowers, Puchen Jian felt that it was more suitable to dispel Shen Moli.

The sharp qi in the fragrance of the flowers is indeed true, but Puchen Sword Spirit is also confident, and he thinks that he can pull Shen Moli's consciousness back from the phantom qi. Thinking about it like this, Puchen Sword Spirit felt that it was a pleasure to let Shen Moli vent his anger by giving Shen Moli the pain of reverberating his soul with the fragrance of flowers.

The disturbing aroma of hibiscus directly substituted Shen Moli into a cloudy and misty realm.

As soon as Shen Moli opened his eyes, he saw that ten thousand thunderbolts in the red glow were coming, and they all fell out in unison. The electric fire burned wildly at the convergence of an indiscernible black shadow, and the pungent smell of burnt fire diffused with the continuous cleaving of thunder and lightning.

In the dark shadows, there were familiar male voices coming in bursts, and the voice was sad, with the unbearable pain of the soul.

Looking for that sound, Shen Mo Li Yu moved forward, and the closer he got closer, the more panicked he felt.

She couldn't recognize the belonging of the black shadow, but Shen Moli was extremely sure that the person who was tortured by the thunder and lightning should be someone she knew very well and even cared about.

Every step she took forward, with a touch of horror that her heart had been slashed. The thunder and lightning did not slash at her body, but it was like a Dao abusing her heart, the kind of pain that burned her soul made Shen Moli want to give up her life and save that person.

That kind of Ling Ran, who doesn't care about life and death, Shen Moli can't do this to everyone who cares. She cherishes her life, and she will not live and die at will.

But the person in front of him is very easy for Shen Moli to rise to the pride of putting life and death out of the matter for the other party.