"This time, unlike thousands of years ago, this time I will help you."

Lotus Twenty-Four said.

"We'll do our best to make up for it."

Man Yu took a deep breath and said.

"Okay."

The figure of the neon saint rose into the air, pinching the mystical magic in her hand, only to see that in the depths of the flower clan, a colorful streamer rose to the sky!

Brilliant streamers, across the sky, came to the neon saint.

If you look closely, it's a stele.

A golden stone stele, and on the top of the stele, engraved with flowers, and in the most central part, is a bright red flower.

The moment this stele appeared.

Xu Qianqiu only felt his heart shake.

The true element in the body unconsciously operated in a trajectory that he had never tried, and that was the trajectory of the Huangquan Reincarnation Sutra!

This stele is closely related to the Huangquan Reincarnation Sutra.

Xu Qianqiu's eyes lit up.

The Huangquan Reincarnation Sutra is a supreme exercise that points directly to the Great Dao.

So far, Xu Qianqiu has not yet attained enlightenment.

This stone tablet is actually related to the Huangquan Reincarnation Sutra, in other words, it will definitely be able to help you understand this peerless exercise.

But now is not the time to ask.

"Ten Thousand Flowers Monument."

When Lian Twenty-four saw the stone tablet, his face showed a look of reverence.

Even several supreme beings of the Mandala clan looked solemn.

Wanhua stele, this is the supreme treasure of the flower family, no one knows how ancient this stele is, only know that at the beginning of the existence of the flower family, this stele is there, and the flower family has coexisted so far, has been countless years......

In the endless years, I don't know how much suffering I helped the flower clan through.

In a sense.

This Wanhua Tablet is more noble than the patriarch of the Hua clan.

"Thousands of years ago, I used this Ten Thousand Flowers Tablet to reseal the Lord of the Mandala, everyone, help me."

The holy goddess of neon clothes said solemnly.

Only the Flower Clan Monk can urge the Ten Thousand Flower Monument, but at the same time, the cultivation of this Flower Clan Monk must also be strong enough.

Since the civil war, there is only one person in the flower clan who can urge the Ten Thousand Flowers Monument, and even the current patriarch Lotus Twenty-four can't do it.

The neon dress saintess urged the demonic aura of the flower clan, and the breath of the law was continuously injected into the Ten Thousand Flowers Monument, and a strange fluctuation spread out.

Countless Flower Clan monks all felt their blood tremble.

They looked in the direction of the Ten Thousand Flowers Monument, their eyes showing reverence.

And the Ten Thousand Flower Tablet emitted a brilliant light, and the power of the origin gushed out from it, turning into a huge pillar of light, pressing towards the Lord of the Mandala.

This force even triggered that sealing formation.

Above the surface, countless runes bloomed with brilliance, bursting out with an unparalleled suction force that wanted to suck the Lord of the Mandala back into the ground.

"Humph!"

The Lord of the Mandala looked at the pillar of light and snorted coldly, she seemed to have gone mad and lost her senses, but her instinct to fight still made her sense the threat of the Ten Thousand Flower Monument, and the infinite poisonous gas contained the power of the origin, and it bloomed violently.

The poisonous gas turned into a purple pillar of gas and bombarded with the pillar of light of the Ten Thousand Flowers Monument.

The two forces froze in mid-air.

"I'm here to help you."

The twenty-fourth figure of the lotus flashed and came behind the neon saint.

A palm slap out.

The demonic energy in the body was endless, and the laws gushed out, and they were also injected into the Ten Thousand Flowers Tablet, and Mandala Supremes such as Manyu also took action.

Several forces fell on the Ten Thousand Flowers Monument, increasing its power a lot.

Gradually.

The power of the Lord of the Mandala has a tendency to be suppressed.

But at this time.

The poisonous gas that filled the entire forbidden land of the Flower Clan suddenly became agitated.

Like hundreds of millions of poisonous snakes, they devoured the Holy Maiden in Ni Dress.

And they are urging the Ten Thousand Flowers Monument at the moment to resist the Lord of the Mandala, and in the face of this sudden poisonous gas, they can't resist it at all.

Moments of crisis.

Xu Qianqiu made a move, he stepped out in one step, came to the neon dress saint and others, used his body as a shield, and blocked hundreds of millions of poisonous gases by himself!

"Come!"

A soft snort.

Xu Qianqiu exploded the power of the Ten Thousand Poisonous Body to the extreme.

Moment.

Endless poisonous gases were pouring towards him like thousands of rivers returning to the sea.

Poison gas into the body.

Xu Qianqiu felt that his majestic true yuan was gradually improving, his eyes lit up, and he licked his lips.

This hundreds of millions of poisonous gases are indeed his tonic.

"Senior, leave this poisonous gas to me."

Xu Qianqiu said with a smile.

"Thank you, Lord Xu, for making a move."

The Saintess of Ni Shang said, and then manipulated the Ten Thousand Flower Monument wholeheartedly.

As if sensing Xu Qianqiu's existence, the Lord of the Mandala glanced at him, and a strange color appeared in his chaotic gaze.

But then, again, it fell into chaos.

Facing the power of the Ten Thousand Flower Monument, the Lord of the Mandala let out a low shout, and the power of the origin stirred the universe, and the huge mandala itself released a more intense poisonous gas, which merged into the power of the origin and impacted the Ten Thousand Flower Monument.

"The First Minister of the Ming Dynasty"

This power is extremely terrifying.

Far beyond ordinary saints.

The Holy Maiden of Ni Shang was greatly impacted and flew out one after another.

"A thousand years ago, she could only exert the power of a top sage, but now, this place is comparable to a great sage, no, compared to the sage king, I am afraid that it is not much better, the seal has been destroyed to this extent."

The Neon Saint Maiden looked at the gloomy runes on the surface of the ground, her face solemn.

The extent to which the seal was broken this time was much more serious than that of a thousand years ago, and the power that the Lord of the Mandala could exert was even more terrifying.

Even if the Ten Thousand Flower Tablet is used, it will be difficult to suppress the Lord of the Mandala again.

"This is a mistake we made, and even if we die, we have to make amends."

Manyu took a deep breath.

I saw that a black aura swept out of her body.

In an instant, start.

Several supremes next to her also had a surge in aura, desperately urging the fragrance in an instant, and the laws and demonic qi continued to inject into the Ten Thousand Flowers Monument.

It's ironic.

They practiced for a moment, and it was originally used to save the Lord of the Mandala.

But now, it's to re-seal the other party.

Merely.

Even if Manyu and the others tried their best.

But the power of the Lord of the Mandala is too terrifying, and the gushing out of the origin and poisonous gas is like a vast sea.

She flicked her sleeves.

Man Yu and others were lifted away, and the Wanhua Monument was also knocked down.

"Could it be that the Flower Clan is really destined for this catastrophe?"

The Saintess of Ni Shang said, with a strong unwillingness in her eyes.

Then.

Xu Qianqiu stepped out, Zhenyuan surged, wanting to catch the falling Wanhua Monument, the neon dress saintess saw this, and exclaimed, "No!" ”

The Ten Thousand Flowers Monument is the treasure of the flower family.

Except for the Hua Clan, it was difficult for the rest of the monks to even get close, and they tried to manipulate it in vain, and they would even be attacked by a strong backlash and die violently on the spot.

But the next scene.

But it surprised a few people.

I saw Xu Qianqiu's true yuan surging, and he actually held up the Wanhua Monument.

Wanhuabei did not resist him in the slightest.

"Up!"

Xu Qianqiu snorted lightly, and the true yuan was injected into the Ten Thousand Flowers Tablet, and on his forehead, a blood-colored flower mark slowly emerged.

Rumble!

The Ten Thousand Flower Monument soared into the air, exuding endless brilliance.

The flowers on it were lit up one by one.

The power is even stronger than in the hands of the Neon Saintess!