Two days later, as many places in the Baiyue Mountains were turned upside down, the painting was gradually exposed in front of everyone.

A woman riding on the blue lotus canopy arrived, and the sky was suddenly suppressed by a strong wind.

There is a strong man in demon skin holding a spear, leaping a thousand feet high, and after landing on the top of the mountain, countless mountain peaks defend it.

There are also elegant young people, holding folding fans, and above the folding fans, the charming and ghostly customs circulate.

"Tsk, Shao Piao, the sixth sequence of the Divine Court Dragon Sakura Emperor Dynasty, the Witch Refining Mountain of the Witch Refining Ancient Clan, and the Aurora Holy Son, are all here for that Xuan Ye."

"Killing Xuanye is not only for that undefeated belief, that Xuanye also has a great secret on him, and they want to capture it."

"But will that Xuanye draw a heart stream here? It is said that there is a demon of the Nine Heavens Gate here, and Xuanye was already seriously injured, how could he be the opponent of that demon. ”

"Even if those three join forces, they can't be sure how to deal with it, right?"

"There's a gap in cultivation."

"However, these days we have pushed in from all directions, and we have turned over almost everywhere, and only this painting is left."

"No matter how difficult the flower demon is to deal with, we just want to know if Xuanye is not here."

When everyone hesitated, someone shouted, "Do it!" ”

In an instant, the sky was blood-red, and a massive amount of flowing fire fell down, wantonly destroying this peaceful world of the painting.

A roar dispersed the sea of clouds in the sky, and the golden sunlight pierced the fire attribute Heavenly Gate monk's spell, and then pierced the monk's body like a sharp blade.

The latter's frightened expression froze on his face, and he couldn't understand why he died.

In his confusion, he remembered the rumors he had heard around him not long ago, that it was not unreasonable for those who were chasing Xuanye to choose to search for the painting heart stream in the end......

The sunlight dimmed, and the outline of the flower demon emerged, and above the eight tentacles, it was greedily devouring the spirit of the Heavenly Gate monk.

That day the monk did not die, but he could not escape, he could not hide, he could only quietly feel the death of his life.

No one can save him, and the biggest reason why no one has been willing to get close to the painting heart stream for many years is that once he is suppressed by the flower demon, no one can escape.

The buried enemies will be like the soil of the earth, like the nine days of sunshine, and turn into the nourishment of the flower demon.

The flower demon who painted the heart stream, although there is no bloodline, but the demon that a flower itself has turned into has surpassed the unknown number of flesh and blood demons.

"The flower demon who draws the heart stream does not have a second natal inheritance spell, all its means are instincts, and they belong to the instincts of plants."

"Be careful, this world is different."

Someone looked around, the void in the distance, I don't know when it was stained with the color of the rainbow, and then the colored light was mottled and fused, and finally, like a bewitching ink painting sealed this world.

Syllable!

The elegant young man, that is, the Aurora Holy Son, suddenly closed the folding fan, and he looked at the other two with a solemn expression.

"Did you find out?"

In the canopy, the voice of the woman of the Divine Court Dragon Sakura Heavenly Emperor Dynasty was cold, "This demon is not simple, it actually refines a heaven and earth into its own domain. ”

The man with the spear also grinned, "If we don't kill it, all of us will become the nourishment of this demon." ”

In the clear space of the mountain, Zhang Bixiao closed his eyes cross-legged, while Xuanye stood up, and in the illusion, the white crane spread its wings, borrowing the power of the ghostly butterfly, and it could disappear here at any time.

He was waiting for an opportunity, and that opportunity was when Zhang Bixiao made a move.

Specks of powder spilled from the sun, and then more and more, densely, like raindrops falling, all the monks were alert to the scene in front of them, but they were surprised to find that their mana barrier could not stop this endless pollen at all.

"Ahh

Someone couldn't help but rub his nose, his face changed greatly, how could he sneeze as a Tianmen monk?

The pungent aroma forced everyone to be unable to watch, and everyone shot at the same time and killed the flower demon in the sun.

At this moment, Xuanye disappeared, and Zhang Bixiao, who controlled the flower demon, suddenly opened his eyes.

The flower demon in the sky danced, not gorgeous, on the contrary, more like a dying flower swaying pitifully and helplessly in the storm.

As the sunlight became more and more dazzling, a strange scene happened, and the hundreds of spells were actually withering!

The original brilliant attribute spell brilliance, but suddenly, as if it had experienced thousands of years of burial and decay of the earth, one by one, all of them came down, and the surging spell storm completely softened when it was close to the flower demon, like a heavy object falling.

On the ground, big pits appeared, and this scene also made many people's hearts tremble, after all, they were all Tianmen Realm monks.

Even if it is a subsequent mana, the power caused by it can erase a mountain, and now it can indeed only smash a big hole.

"I can't rely on them!" The Aurora Holy Son said coldly, the folding fan unfolded and blew forward, and thousands of ghosts killed the flower demon.

Ghosts are full of countless evil thoughts, even demons will be affected, but what he miscalculated is that it is Zhang Bixiao who controls the flower demon now.

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The ghostly evil thoughts affect the soul of the flower demon, what does it matter to him Zhang Bixiao.

Of course, at the end of the day, it's the Phantom Butterfly that is too scary.

The illusory nine heavenly gates emerged, and the flower demon did not have many abilities, and the pollen weakened the enemy, making the enemy lose all their resistance and then become their own nutrients.

In the same way, after becoming a demon, instinctively waving one's roots is also a means of attack.

Moreover, the roots of the flower demon are really hard, and the speed is also a little terrifying.

Rumble!

In his eyes, the phantom of the long whip flashed away, and tens of thousands of ghosts were defeated, and in the black gas, the long whip slashed the Aurora Holy Son.

In the last moment, the flower demon root whiskers were still in the black mist, and in the next moment, the long whip appeared in front of the other party, and at the same time, the second root whiskers appeared at the opponent's feet across the void.

Being entangled by the flower demon means that he will definitely die, and at this point, the unlucky guy has used his life to remind everyone.

Zhang Bixiao looked at the surrounding enemies with some excitement through the flower demon, it turned out that this was the power of the Tianmen Realm.

It is easy to find the location of the other party's body through the foundation left by others, cross the void, and be caught off guard in an instant, after all, any spell, even if it is instantaneous, it takes such an instant of time, right?

Zhang Bixiao's opponent was naturally not only the Aurora Holy Son, but also the two powerhouses next to him who were also in the Seven Heavenly Gates and dozens of low-level Heavenly Gates.

The root whisker whip flicked wildly, and in just a few breaths, the root whiskers displayed by the flower demon were no longer just eight, but tens of thousands.

Tens of thousands of long whips were thrown out from any corner of this world.

With the spell of pollen weakening everyone, Zhang Bixiao almost destroyed the spells of these people, and even if the long whip broke through the monk's defense, it could take away a large amount of qi, blood and divine soul power in an instant.

In the long run, the flower demon will become stronger and stronger, and these people, because of their qi and blood and divine soul, will become extremely weak, and in the end, they will become the nourishment of the flower demon.

"Joke! What about the Nine Heavens Gate, we can still be crushed by a demon like this! ”

The strong man in the demon skin roared angrily, and the whole person swelled out, turning into a three-zhang giant, bathed in thunder, his eyes were brilliant and snow-white, and the spear in his hand was thrown out between the roars, which was a spear that pierced through the void.

"Green Mountains and Thunder, through the darkness!"

Thundered!

Above the nine heavens, the sea of thunder was dense, falling to try to tear apart the barrier that the flower demon had arranged for countless years, and in the battlefield below, the silver-white spear was like a beam of light, piercing through one root and whisker whip after another.

If this person also has the cultivation of the Nine Heavenly Gates, the power contained in this spear may be able to directly pierce the Flower Demon.

However, the gap between the two Heavenly Gates, or the last two Heavenly Gates, and the geographical advantage gap between the Flower Demon and the Flower Demon for thousands of years and ten thousand years, made a vine entangle around the Thunder Spear.

In the mountain space, Zhang Bixiao was in a cold sweat, he blocked the blow, but it was not his hand.

Even if he controlled the flower demon and strengthened his own divine soul and golden lotus mana, the speed of this thunder spear was still too fast, and his thoughts could not be changed at all.

I can only rely on the fighting instinct of the flower demon to fight, but fortunately, I succeeded in the end.

If Zhang Bixiao's strength is stronger, then at this moment, he can use his control of the void to bind the three-zhang thunder giant at the moment when he controls the Thunder Spear, and when the other party lives and dies, he will definitely lose his follow-up combat effectiveness.

But now the flower demon is just a puppet, when blocking the thunder spear, Zhang Bixiao regained control of the flower demon, and when he reacted, he couldn't even leave the thunder spear.

The earth was plowed into a thousand-foot-long canyon, scorched black and remnants of thunder, and a cyan sword slashed towards the flower demon.

The flying sword was in mid-air, divided into hundreds, and gradually became a sword array, and a terrifying storm erupted, and in an instant, tens of thousands of roots were broken.

Rumble!!!

In the folding fan, the ghost roared, this time it was no longer affecting the flower demon, but it had a strong malice towards the surrounding void.

As a result, the void shattered, and even the sword array storm that cut off the sunlight hit the flower demon.

Zhang Bixiao had already given up control of the flower demon, and as a golden lotus to control the flower demon of the Nine Heavens Gate, it was still too reluctant for him.

He can only use the instinct of the flower demon to fight, and even become a spectator on the sidelines, but this is the case......

"It's getting stiff, there's something wrong with this demon, someone has taken control of it!" The cold female voice found the answer in the shortest possible time, and her eyes burst into light.

The Nine Heavens Gate Demon, who is extraordinary, they are not sure to deal with it, but now it seems that this flower demon is not right at all.

"The person who controls it is not strong, is it that Xuanye?" Aurora Son asked.

At this sentence, the other two were silent, although they were unwilling, but they had to admit that Xuanye's fighting talent was terrifying, even if he controlled the flower demon, it shouldn't be like this.

"Perhaps...... It's because he's hurt so badly. ”

With the flower demon being repelled for the first time, the ending of this battle is still cheap in the other direction.

Helpless, Zhang Bixiao regained control of the flower demon, he is not the opponent of these people, but this painting is the essence of the flower demon for countless years, so that he still has the last confidence.

The budding flower bones bloomed in the sun, in the gushing of countless vitality.

"The funeral flowers are in full bloom, and all things are forever silent."