Zeng Xiaoyu collected dozens of bottles of Muganlin in a row, and saw that there were very few Muganlins that had fallen, so he put away the jade bottles and continued to fly towards the top of the mountain.

Zeng Xiaoyu flew through a forest composed of towering trees and came to a sea of flowers blooming all over the mountains.

Delicate and exotic flowers compete with each other, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers comes to the nose, making people want to indulge in this hotbed of floral fragrance.

Zeng Xiaoyu stood in front of the sea of flowers, closed his eyes and was intoxicated, and was suddenly startled.

He came here to find Jiang Qianxue's traces, not to enjoy the beautiful scenery here.

Just when Zeng Xiaoyu was stunned, a group of stunning women dressed in all kinds of gorgeous clothes suddenly flew out of the sea of flowers and greeted Zeng Xiaoyu.

"The slave maid was sent by the ten ancestors of Aoki Mountain to welcome the distinguished guests from afar to the banquet!"

These women are dressed enchantingly, their temperament is as delicate as flowers, and they are not popular on their bodies, but exude a faint demonic aura and the fragrance of plants and flowers.

Looking at the sea of flowers in front of him, Zeng Xiaoyu could conclude that this group of women was not human, but should be a flower demon.

Zeng Xiaoyu frowned slightly, he was still fighting for life and death just now, but this time he was so kind to invite him to the banquet, what kind of idea was this fight?

But seeing that these women were all looking at him with a coquettish smile on their faces, they didn't seem to have malicious intent.

Zeng nodded and said, "Please lead the way." ”

Zeng Xiaoyu followed a group of beautiful flower demons through a sea of flowers and came to a pavilion in the middle of the sea of flowers.

Inside the pavilion, there are eight men, two women and ten old people sitting at the moment.

These old men, both men and women, were wrinkled, gray-haired, and short-stated.

These people all exude an aura of vicissitudes.

However, the aura on each of these old people is very amazing, and they have surpassed the Yuan Infant Stage and reached a higher realm.

It's just that these people's bodies are illusory, and they look like the bodies of the primordial gods.

Zeng Xiaoyu was secretly surprised in his heart.

Inside a Aoki Mountain, there are ten existences that surpass the late Yuan Infant stage!

It's no wonder that even the Netherworld Sect, the first sect of the Youzhou Continent, didn't dare to provoke here!

When a group of flower demons came to the pavilion, they introduced Zeng Xiaoyu with a smile: "These ten are the only remaining ancestors of my Qingmu Mountain, the ten ancestors of Meilanhuai, willow, poplar, mulberry, pine, cinnamon, and birch!"

When Zeng Xiaoyu heard this, his heart moved slightly, and he said secretly: It turns out that these are all old trees and essences! Looking at the wrinkled faces of these people, each of them must have lived countless years, right?

Zeng Xiaoyu was neither humble nor arrogant, and arched his hand: "Zeng Xiaoyu has seen all the seniors!"

The other nine old men all nodded, but only one old man's face was a little gloomy, and he snorted coldly: "Little doll, you are so bold!

Do you know whose territory this Aoki Mountain is?

Any one of the ten of us will crush you to death with coercion!"

As soon as the old man said that, the amazing coercion surged out, like a tide, surging towards Zeng Xiaoyu.

In the face of the powerful coercion of the god-level master, Zeng Xiaoyu was neither humble nor arrogant, he just sneered, and with a flick of his hand, a white flame appeared on his fingers.

Zeng Xiaoyu looked at the old man and sneered: "Although I am not the opponent of your predecessors!"

But I also have an interesting flame or two in my hand, and I think if I throw this flame down the mountain before I die, you seniors will be very happy, right?"

Zeng Xiaoyu deliberately shook the flame on his fingers, and a terrifying high temperature emanated.

At this moment, not only the surrounding flower demons were frightened and kept retreating, but even the ten old men sitting in the pavilion also changed their faces slightly.

It only takes one drop to cause an unquenchable fire in the entire Aoki Mountain!

When the time comes, not only the sons and daughters of the mountain, but even the bodies of these old fellows will be burned by this samadhi true fire!

Although they have cultivated for 100,000 years, they have already cultivated the Yuan Shen and become powerhouses at the level of the Transformation God, and the Yuan Shen can also leave the main body to survive alone.

However, if they lose their body, their strength will be greatly reduced.

This is not the outcome they want to see.

"Hehe, little friend, please don't be excited, Liu Lao was just joking with you just now!

Ten of us old fellows have invited you here to make friends, not to fight and kill!"

At this moment, an old man sitting in the middle with a face wrinkled like cypress bark suddenly smiled.

Just as the old man's words fell, the old man with a gloomy face suddenly put away the coercion on his body and replaced it with a kind face.

"We are all innocent, Xiaoyou also asked to accept the flame to speak!"

Zeng Xiaoyu saw that the ten old guys were soft, nodded, and with a movement of his mind, the Samadhi True Fire returned to his body.

After Zeng Xiaoyu put away the flames, a group of old guys looked at Zeng Xiaoyu with a hint of jealousy.

Although their cultivation is superb, they are not without weaknesses, and their essence is their weakness.

In the past, even if the Netherworld Sect's Transformation God Ancestor came, they would not be too afraid.

After all, if it comes to supernatural powers, their ten old immortal supernatural powers are no less than the god-transforming stage ancestors of the Netherworld Sect.

And in terms of quantity, there are more Immortal Stage Ancestors of the Netherworld Sect.

But the only thing they have is their fear of fire.

Of course, not all fires are afraid of living to their age and with their kind of cultivation.

What they are afraid of is the high-level spiritual fire on Zeng Xiaoyu's body, the Samadhi True Fire!

Wood can make fire, and their body is in front of the true fire of Samadhi, which is a pile of high-quality fuel!

When they saw Zeng Xiaoyu using the flame secret method, they changed their arrogant attitude just now and became polite.

"Little friend, please take a seat!"

The ten dryads of the god transformation stage invited Zeng Xiaoyu to sit together.

Zeng Xiaoyu nodded, and secretly let the clone dive into the ground with the Samadhi True Fire from the soles of his feet.

And he swaggered to the large round table and sat down in an empty seat.

As soon as Zeng Xiaoyu sat down, the flower demons brought a lot of spiritual fruits and wine, and personally poured Zeng Xiaoyu full of wine.

"These spirit wines are all spirit wines refined from some tens of thousands of years of spirit fruits and elixirs on the mountain, and they taste mellow, why don't you try them?"

Ten old men in the god transformation period invited Zeng Xiaoyu to drink together, and in order to let Zeng Xiaoyu let down his guard, he took the lead in drinking the spirit wine.

Zeng Xiaoyu put the wine glass close to his nose and smelled it, and a mellow aroma of wine immediately came to his nose.

The rich aura and medicinal energy contained in it made Zeng Xiaoyu's spirit refreshed.

Zeng Xiaoyu knew that this should be a rare spiritual wine in Aoki Mountain.

Zeng Xiaoyu is not afraid of any poison in the wine, with his invulnerable body, those poisons have no effect on him.