Chapter 27: Famous Flowers Have Masters

Jiang Ling's figure turned, jumped onto the rock protruding from the cliff, and skillfully jumped up and down the steps, and after a while, he was almost close to the Suppression Spirit Flower. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

He looked back and saw that he was fifty meters above the ground.

Approaching the Suppression Spirit Flower, he felt the furious factor in his body jump, the dantian became manic, and a few traces of black qi on his eyes continued to surge, as if he was about to escape from his eyes.

Jiang Ling saw that he was about to pick this rare treasure of heaven in a hundred years, the Suppression Spirit Flower, but he couldn't give up so easily, and he didn't want to give up so easily.

Although the aura in the body is constantly running around, it is extremely uncomfortable. He gritted his teeth, his face gradually turned pale, and he struggled to climb the last fast rock, and at this time, the Suppression Flower was close at hand.

Seeing Jiang Ling's pale face in the cold night, he shouted worriedly: "Jiang Ling, it's really not good, hurry down." Don't hold on, be careful of hurting your body. ā€

The blood wolf also sensed that something was wrong, and he watched Jiang Ling lie down on the last rock with a pale face, as if he didn't feel as comfortable as he was there, let alone relaxed and refreshing.

He found that the closer Jiang Ling got to the black flower, the more painful he was, so he shouted: "Jiang Ling, come down quickly, the Linghua is furious, you can't bear it." ā€

Jiang Ling gritted his teeth, he didn't mean to give up at all, he covered his chest and stretched out his hand to the black flower with difficulty.

The spirit of curbing the creation of heaven and earth, growing in the worst environment of the Valley of the Dead, strong and not urging, out of the mud without staining, not succumbed to external forces, willing to dedicate to the destined.

The black petals rise with the wind, and the plush filaments glow black like waves.

I saw that as soon as Jiang Ling's hand touched the Suppression Flower, the black light of the Suppression Flower flashed, and a powerful force poured into the body, as if it was like a crazy hunting dog biting, and it would not stop biting the prey.

Seeing this situation, the old man of the Medicine King Valley changed his face and shouted, "Let go of your hand quickly, otherwise you will be attacked by evil qi and die." ā€

"What a broken flower, so dangerous, let go of your hand. ā€

Seeing Jiang Ling spit out a mouthful of blood, Han Ye hurriedly shouted: "Don't hold on, let go quickly." ā€

"I'd like to try!"

An unyielding voice sounded in his heart, Jiang Ling looked at the black flower firmly, his eyes were firm, and he found that the black flower seemed to be smiling.

"Be careful!"

The mercenary group was dumbfounded, terrified, and shouted loudly.

Bean-sized beads of sweat formed from the forehead one by one, flowing down the back, and soaked the back in less than a moment.

Jiang Ling's muscles all over his body tensed, his blood vessels spurted, the speed of blood flow accelerated, Yin Tang emitted a golden light, and the green tendons of his hand holding the Suppression Spirit Flower were exposed, and he was very struggling, and he couldn't help but spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

"Let go!"

The people below kept shouting.

The fairy grass is really a fairy grass, very arrogant, with an extremely strong temperament, shaking the black petals, releasing bursts of foul smell.

The foul-smelling smell of blood and the smoky Jiang Ling retched, painful and pale.

The more dangerous it was, the more likely Jiang Ling's Yang Body would be to erupt, and the slightest Yang power would be released from every bone, wrapping the entire body, frantically devouring the smell of blood and evil qi in the air.

After more than half a year of spiritual cultivation, coupled with the power of the Supreme Yang and the fact that he has not been able to cross the fourth boundary of the human spirit realm, Jiang Ling's Zhiyang body has become stronger and stronger, so that ordinary people can't see his physique.

The body of the sun frantically devoured the evil qi and bloody smell released by the spirit suppression flower, completely angering the fairy grass. The black qi of the Suppression Spirit Flower was flourishing, and it shot out black light frantically, invisibly exerting pressure on Jiang Ling, striving to force Jiang Ling to let go.

Jiang Ling bit his lip, the tiger teeth were embedded in the flesh, oozing blood, his face was pale, and he squirted a mouthful of blood, almost to the limit.

At this time, the jade jian hidden in the dantian sensed the immortal qi and trembled, emitting a golden light, frantically devouring the black qi released by the spirit suppression flower.

The jade slip continued to change, devouring the black qi, as if it was not absorbing evil qi, but sporadic and rare immortal qi, immortal qi that only immortals or immortals created by heaven and earth had.

"Wow!

The sense of oppression on Jiang Ling's body was instantly cleared, and the jade slip in the dantian seemed to have a space, and a large amount of spiritual energy was suddenly released from the space, wrapping the body from the erosion of evil qi.

The space continuously released a stream of gas similar to immortal qi, devouring all black qi, and faintly heard an old voice: "Low-level immortal grass, you still dare to be presumptuous in front of this immortal." ā€

The Suppression Spirit Flower was suppressed by the powerful aura, and obediently stayed in the crevice of the cliff, not daring to make a mistake.

From the inside to the outside, it is comfortable, relaxed, and the fragrance of flowers is refreshing, making people feel like they are in the fairy world.

Jiang Ling was not in a hurry to pluck the flower, but attached it to the surface of the rock, carefully observing the Suppression Spirit Flower.

He found that the black spirit suppression flower was moving, and if he didn't observe it carefully, he couldn't find that the velvet filigree was beating happily, as if the person it was waiting for was dancing happily to welcome the master.

Jiang Ling appreciated enough time, plucked the black flowers, and suddenly felt a pure aura surging towards his body, the aura veins were smooth, the bones were warmed, and all fatigue was eliminated, which was very comfortable.

"Peng!"

The cliffs exploded, the cracks were covered with rocks, and the aura gushed out, as if the aura that had been gathered for thousands of years was released in an instant, and the power was huge.

A colorful cloud appeared in the sky above the Suppression Flower, and the colored light poured down, shining on the petals of the Suppression Flower, which was extremely gorgeous.

The Suppression Flower slowly broke away from the cracks in the cliff and appeared intact in Jiang Ling's hands, which was even more dazzling.

He slowly jumped down with this rare spirit suppression flower, his heart was extremely happy, and sighed: "I finally picked the spirit suppression flower." ā€

The fairy grass recognizes the master, and the famous flower has the master, which caused a sensation among the mercenaries.

"He, he actually really pulled out the Spirit Suppression Grass, it's really amazing. ā€

"Isn't it? He killed the Yellow Dragon and the famous Jiang Ling in the Joy Inn. ā€

The most surprised were the people of the Medicine King Valley, who frequently cast envious glances and praised: "Little boy, you can get the affirmation of the heavens, and you will definitely be extraordinary in the future." ā€

The old man's eyes were even brighter, he looked at Jiang Ling, and said earnestly: "If you have the opportunity in the future, please also invite the young man to play in the Medicine King Valley, since the young man has been recognized by God, he will definitely be able to pull up some precious fairy grasses in the valley." ā€

Jiang Ling's eyes lit up and said, "There is also immortal grass in the Medicine King Valley?"

Han Ye patted Jiang Ling from behind and said, "Haha, you are lonely, the Medicine King Valley is a family of medicines, one of the Five Great Dao Sects, all kinds of precious medicinal materials are gathered in the valley, and there is no shortage of precious fairy grass." ā€

The blood wolf was also pleasantly surprised, and he Xi Jiang Ling obtained the Suppression Spirit Flower.

Jiang Ling picked up the Bloodthirsty Netherworld Sword, put away the Spirit Suppression Flower, and thanked him: "If it is possible in the future, I will definitely visit the door." ā€

When the people of the Medicine King Valley got Jiang Ling's promise, they were immediately overjoyed and congratulated frequently.

The evil aura of the Valley of the Dead was too heavy, and being in it for a long time was physically and mentally devastated, and some mercenaries began to be overwhelmed, and their faces turned black and uncomfortable.

The blood wolf hurriedly shouted, "Quickly leave the Valley of the Dead, don't stay." ā€

With the help of the Suppression Flower, the team passed through the lifeless Valley of the Dead safely, and immediately the air was fresh, without a strong smell of evil and blood, and came to a wide forest to rest.

The blood wolf's two copper-bell-like eyes stared ahead, with a calm expression, and said: "Not far ahead is the nest of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, everyone is full of spirits and bloodied the Ten Thousand Poison Gate." ā€

The towering ancient trees in the woods are large enough that it takes a dozen people to surround them, and from time to time animal corpses and even human bones appear, which is extremely terrifying.

When passing through the Valley of the Dead, there were constantly people in the mercenary team who couldn't help but be angry and died one after another, such as most of the thick powder mercenary groups, who died in an extremely miserable state, with messy rouge and gouache, foaming at the mouth, and died before the people from the Medicine King Valley could be rescued.

The rest of the mercenaries are all mercenaries who can withstand the general poisonous gas, they are full of righteous indignation, and they desperately want to use their hands to slash the door of ten thousand poisons and wash the door of ten thousand poisons in blood.

As the team continued on its way, a foul stench wafted in.

The blood wolf was shocked, covered his mouth, and said, "There won't be another corpse spirit jumping out!"

The mercenaries were also shocked, and said, "Impossible! The corpse spirit can only stay in the valley of the dead and cannot come out." ā€

"Where does the stench come from? It seems to be the stench of rotting corpses. ā€

"The body is decomposing, has someone been killed. ā€

Jiang Ling walked forward quickly, pushing aside the bushes, and the scene in front of him made him almost vomit and retch.

The corpses of mercenaries were strangled by ropes, and there were fifty or sixty people, hanging from the thick trunks of towering ancient trees, still pecked by birds, in a terrible state.

Han Ye raised his serpentine sword, cut off the rope of a corpse, and said: "Their whole bodies are blackened, they died of bone poison, and then they were disposed of by corpses before they emitted a foul smell. ā€

"Bone erosion poison, corpse dispersion, ten thousand poison gates?"

The blood wolf clenched the big knife and scolded: "The cruel Ten Thousand Poison Gate does all kinds of evil, and they have to pay back their blood debts." ā€

The people of the Medicine King Valley stared at the corpses hanging from the trunks of the trees, and they were furious, and said, "These traitors have really lost their cultivation intentions and lost their conscience. ā€

Han Ye picked up the mercenary costume on a corpse and said, "The corpse is not completely decomposed, it seems that these mercenaries have not died for long." ā€

The blood wolf frowned, his two copper bell-like eyes widened, and he scolded, "Why are these mercenaries here?"

Jiang Ling looked at the dead mercenaries and found some familiarity, he took a closer look and found that the mercenaries were wearing mercenary robes with dragon-shaped icons engraved on them.

His eyes darkened, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he scolded: "Damn Ten Thousand Poison Gate, I must kill you all." ā€

Han Ye noticed Jiang Ling's changes and asked, "Jiang Ling, what's the matter? It's normal for a mercenary in the Evil Dragon Mountain Range to die!"

Jiang Ling's eyes were furious, and he said, "These mercenaries were brought to the wilderness by me and Tianyu from Dragon Slaying Town, and I promised them to ensure their safety, but ..... Who is it? so vicious, kill them all. ā€

Han Ye was also shocked, he didn't expect these mercenaries to come from Chu State Dragon Slaying Town, he could understand Jiang Ling's mood and anger at the moment.

Jiang Ling looked at the mercenaries who were still alive in the Evil Dragon Sleepless City a few months ago, thinking that they were just scattered, but he didn't expect that they were all killed.

The Blood Wolf examined the mercenaries carefully and found that they had been tied hand and foot before they died, and he said, "These mercenaries did not trespass into the mountains without permission, but were tied up and brought here to kill the hangers. ā€

"Ten Thousand Poison Gate is demonstrating!"

The blood wolf was shocked, looked around at the mercenary group following behind, and shouted: "There is a traitor in the team who betrayed our walking route. ā€

For a moment, the team was in a commotion, looking around at each other.

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