Regardless of whether Long Fengxuan was intentional or unintentional, Dugu Hate at this moment slowly walked towards the place of confrontation, looking at the flower demon opposite.

"Cover the sky and the sun!"

The flower demon didn't say a word and shot with all his might, Nanchen's experience of the past is still vivid, Zhenyuan is running wildly, the plants in the room are growing densely everywhere they go, and even the branches and vines of the trees are moving, originally the fairy sword valley is the shade of the sun, and the flower demon at this moment is like a fish in water, and everything around is used.

The leaves flowed sideways between the hands flying up and down, and the entire martial arts arena was like the surface of the water, rippling and rippling branches, and the aquatic plants were dense and dense, and in the blink of an eye, Dugu was surrounded by hatred.

The flower demon was originally an emperor-level plant born from the plant itself, and it was inadvertently transformed, and it was brought back to the Ethereal Palace by the tree mother-in-law to be accepted as a personal disciple, coupled with the tree mother-in-law's exercises, it was more convenient to control the plant.

Looking at this scene, Long Fengxuan was also surprised, this hand control of the plant was quite skillful, Long Fengxuan was ashamed of himself. In fact, at the beginning, Long Fengxuan did not systematically practice the method of controlling plants, they all relied on their own exploration, in comparison, Long Fengxuan's basic skills in controlling plants were not as good as Gong Yu, not to mention Xiao Rou, who was born with spiritual cultivation.

Looking at the flower demon skillfully manipulating the plant, Long Fengxuan sighed a little, thinking back on the past, every master is guiding his own practice in the general direction of self-love, and the details have never been carefully taught, they all rely on their own exploration, and there is no teaching of a sword at all, including the sword floating, they are all instilling the general direction of sword cultivation in Long Fengxuan, so at this time, Long Fengxuan looked at the flower demon almost the same as the method of the tree mother-in-law, and sighed deeply for a while.

Thinking of this, Long Fengxuan's thoughts were completely opened, in this Ten Thousand Swords Festival, he saw the shadow from everyone's body, Leng Hanruo had the shadow of the Qinglian Sword Immortal on his body, Zuo Tianya had the connotation of Zuo Qiusi, and Long Fengyue's body reflected the shadow of Yan Yueshen, only himself, there was no shadow of one person, from Xuantian Gong to swordsmanship, blood evil qi to Shuanglong Gong, all of them were brand new exercises without exception.

The sword technique of the authentic Taoist nine-character mantra is no longer the sword technique of the ancestor, and the floating sword dragon Fengxuan has not even learned the skin, and the field of condensing the sword soul is only the only way to achieve success, as for the bloody qi, only one person has it, it is unique, and the same is true of Xuantian Gong.

No wonder the main soul repeatedly warned himself before that he was destined to be unique and not to trust anyone, but with the entry of Dugu Hatred, Long Fengxuan silently found that this situation did not include Dugu Hatred in front of him, and the same was true, Dugu Hatred did not have anyone's shadow on his body, just like himself, Dugu was moving forward.

In the face of the flower demon's manipulation of the plant, Dugu Hate was expressionless, maybe Dugu Hate has always been like this, there will be no expression on his face, forever indifferent, rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Facing the dense plants of the flower demon, with teeth and claws that made people's scalp tingle, Dugu Hate slowly pulled out the black knife behind his back, which was extremely black, and it was covered with an evil aura as black as ink, as thin as cicada wings.

Gently pulled out the black knife from his back, indifferently pointed at the flower demon in front of him, an evil wind melon blew, many plants retreated, the flower demon in the deepest part of the plant, the hair on his forehead was suddenly blown away, the face of the flower demon became solemn, and he met Dugu's eyes without a trace of emotion.

"Ah..........h

The dark shadow, there is still the figure of Dugu hate, the eyes of the flower demon do not have the slightest focus at the moment, in his sight, there is no light at this moment, there is darkness everywhere, and the plant is full of phototropism, at this moment she has no foreknowledge in her subconscious, phototropism is the instinct of the plant, and the instinct of the face and the stomach and Dugu hate the light source can not be perceived.

The flower demon involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and began to be horrified, as she fell into a state of blindness, the plants that were originally open and clawed seemed to have lost their moisture at the moment, and they all dried up and returned to their previous appearance, and under the investigation of Long Fengxuan's true eyes, everything was completely hidden, and the Dugu hatred at this moment was completely covered by the evil qi, like a net that could not be seen, enveloping the plants controlled by the flower demon, and the plants that came into contact with the evil qi were like balloons with needles, and they all returned to their original appearance, no longer stout。

And the situation of the flower demon at the moment is like a plant, covered and enveloped by evil energy, what makes Long Fengxuan even more surprised is that the evil spirit at this time has not the slightest evil nature, but has become extremely pure, this feels like a demon who is obviously murderous, and actually exudes the immortal energy of the fairy wind and bones.

The difference with the breath of the demon dragon is simply 108,000 miles, the evil spirit of the demon dragon is simply evil, the evil spirit is awe-inspiring, and it doesn't feel like a good thing just by sight, and the Dugu hatred at this moment is obviously evil, but the breath is very pure, there is no tyranny and no evil spirit, it is unusually peaceful and pure, no wonder the black dragon clan has planned for nearly a thousand years to get the evil spirit.

Long Fengxuan finally understands now, Dugu Hate has always been the Black Dragon Princess and others, and Dugu Hate is very suitable for the existence of evil spirit, the Black Dragon Princess has an ulterior secret, as for why Dugu Hate fits with evil spirit, there is no way to know, but Long Fengxuan now deeply understands a truth. A thousand books

That is, there is no good or bad exercise, it is the person who uses it, take your own bloody evil qi as an example, it will cause the most primitive instinctive impulse in your heart, the desire to kill, the instinct to destroy, the unconscious madness, and the evil qi is the same, it will affect your emotions, make your emotions high, whether it is destruction or killing or other things, but these two things exist in their own body and become very different from the body of Dugu hatred.

He himself has no desire to kill and the instinct to destroy, he has always been persecuted, he has always been avoiding, and Dugu hatred is the same, full of hatred, but he has not been eroded by evil qi at all, and he has not fallen into evil ways like black dragons, destroying and killing everywhere for fun.

According to normal speaking, Long Fengxuan will fall into a state of killing when he awakens the power of blood, slaughtering everywhere he goes all the way to the west until he enters the Pure Land Sect, and Dugu Hate should also fall into a rage, and it is the thing that should happen to slaughter the sleepless city with hatred.

But he hated Dugu well, not only was he not swayed by the power of blood and evil energy, but he also cultivated to make great progress, and the Broken Pill Ning Infant cultivation went further.

"There is no good or bad exercise, what fits is what suits you, Brother Dugu, thank you, I understand!"

At the moment, Long Fengxuan laughed, he was grateful for Dugu's hatred of Long Fengxuan, when he first saw Low Dugu's hatred, Long Fengxuan felt that this guy was the same as himself, and had a painful past, but with the reunion of the Ten Thousand Swords Festival, Dugu Hate accompanied him to fight without discipline, Long Fengxuan happily accepted Dugu Hate as a friend, and the performance of Dugu Hate in front of him made Long Fengxuan feel a lot again.

"What the hell is going on? Why is this Dugu hatred so evil? Obviously, his whole body exudes the hatred of killing Lenghu, which makes people shudder, but there is not the slightest evil in his breath, just like ..... is like ........"

Long Fengyu touched his chin and meditated, how could he not fathom Dugu hate, it was too strange, and he never came out of anything.

"It's like a pool of stagnant water, obviously full of miasma but not highly poisonous!"

Long Fengxue kindly reminded on the side.

"Yes, yes, that's the feeling, obviously showing the fangs, but the teeth are not poisonous, that's the feeling........!

Long Fengyu nodded again and again, the description of the second dragon Fengxue is too appropriate.

"Is it an illusion?"

Long Fengyu racked his brains and couldn't imagine that the flower demon was still imposing, but Dugu hated and knelt down with a look, but he couldn't detect anything.

"Does the Boss see something?"

Long Fengxue looked at Long Fengyu and shook her head helplessly, and turned her head to look at Long Fengyue.

"I think the fourth child can see the clue, right?"

Long Fengyue also shook her head and said to Long Fengxuan.