Huangquan Daojun has lived for more than 1,500 years, and he can be regarded as a well-informed peak ghost saint in the late stage of the transformation of the gods. But it still didn't recognize what a strange flower it was.

The fifth-order immortal phantom is a phantom, and the flowers bloom once in a thousand years, and they are gorgeous in an instant, and they are thanked with a snap of their fingers.

People in the world have hardly ever seen it.

It's normal not to recognize it.

Unless there happens to be a master painter with exquisite skills who captures the moment when it blooms, it is possible to paint this amazing scene and be seen by the world.

And this coincidence is too difficult.

Therefore, in the world of cultivating immortals, only the name of the immortal phantom Lingtan has been heard, and there is a record of the legendary words, but there has never been any picture to leave its touch.

Huangquan Daojun didn't recognize this flower.

Hidden flowers in the palm of your hand!

What does Su Sheng want to do?

A look of surprise flashed in Huangquan Daojun's heart. Its ghostly claws touched the flower, tearing it to pieces like mud.

It doesn't feel any pain from injury.

It doesn't hurt!

No itching!

No poison!

No harm!

The years go by, life withers, how can it be painful?!

Of course not.

Life in the world, every moment in the years of life passing vitality, this kind of years of passing, silent, warm water boiled frogs, is not to bring people hurt the severe pain. Until the moment of life withering, maybe you will sigh, suddenly look back, as if you are in another world.

Of course, ghost cultivation is no exception.

Huangquan Daojun was full of disdain.

It ignored the strange flower bone and continued to attack Su Chen frantically.

However, Huangquan Daojun was immediately shocked to see it.

Its incomparably powerful ghost claws withered, shriveled, discolored, and decayed at a terrifying speed visible to the naked eye..... Until it hit Su Chen's palm, with a gentle "click", the ashes disappeared.

Its extremely powerful ghost claws, just touched the strange flower for a moment, and it became a pile of flying ashes, floating in the void.

Huangquan Daojun's always calm grimace couldn't help but show a look of horror.

This flower!

What the hell is it?

What is this ghostly flower, what has been done to it?

Fragments of petals, everywhere they passed, everything was destroyed and decayed, and they were wiped out. From the ghost claw, to its ghost limbs, to half of the ghost body...

Huangquan Daojun watched as countless petal fragments flew towards him.

In a trance.

It falls into the illusion of the eternity of time, as if everything around it freezes. Only its ghost saint Dao fetus, in the "plop plop", constant heartbeat.

The years, just day by day... One year... Decade... Century... Two hundred years... Three hundred years... Four hundred years...!

Before it had time to do anything, most of its ghost body was devastated and decayed.

"Ah——!h

"I don't want to die!"

"The deity is only one crucial step away from stepping into the Mahayana realm! After the Mahayana, I still have two or three thousand years to live!"

Huangquan Daojun was suddenly shocked, and woke up from the illusion of intoxication and eternity.

This time, it was really shocking that the souls of the dead came out.

This flower is terrifying!

Almost all of its ghostly body is shrouded in fragments of petals, except for its head, which has not yet been completely covered.

Huangquan Daojun's Dao Fetus Yuan Shen, with all his might, rushed out of the ghost body frantically, wanting to escape from the range shrouded by this terrifying petal fragment.

Its Dao Fetal Yuan Shen is also aging rapidly, and its strength has greatly declined, and it has begun to show strong signs of the five decays of heaven and man.

"Bang!"

Huangquan Daojun's Dao Fetal Yuan Shen turned into a ghostly black streamer, and the starlight flashed and disappeared into the depths of the void.

Su Chen flicked his fingers, and a blue light flew out, cutting out a storage bag on the waist of Huangquan Daojun's ghost body.

And its ghost body was completely engulfed by the petal fragments in an instant, and it was scattered into ashes in the void.

...

The fire phoenix has been hiding behind the saints of the ancestral continent, with a pair of innocent phoenix eyes open, watching the battle "curiously".

She was indeed a little curious, with Su Chen's cultivation in the early stage of the transformation of the gods, how could she have the courage to face the Lord of the Netherworld, Huangquan Daojun?

Until, she saw the strange flower, and saw its brilliance blooming in an instant.

She finally dawned on her.

"It's... Could this be the legendary fairy spirit who snapped his fingers in an instant?!"

Huo Feng exclaimed.

She couldn't believe it.

She has attained nirvana seven or eight times, lived for tens of thousands of years, and has seen countless strange flowers and plants.

But this immortal phantom Lingtan has only heard of it, and he has never seen it in person.

Its growth period is too long, only a thousand years for the flower bones, and the flowering period is too short, just a breath.

No one could seize the moment and freeze it.

How did Su Chen do it?

If you have seen it beforehand and know how powerful it is, it is actually easy to dodge.

But for those who don't have any precautions, it's a disaster.

...

"Escaped by it?"

Su Chen grabbed Huangquan Daojun's storage bag, looked at the shadow of Huangquan Daojun's Dao Fetal Yuan Shen escaped, and frowned.

He did the math quickly.

The lifespan of the gods and ghosts is also counted, and it is only two thousand years at most. Huangquan Daojun heard that he is already 1,500 years old, and he still has 500 years to live.

The fatal blow of the Immortal Phantom Lingtan just now also had a great impact on Huangquan Daojun's Dao Fetal Primordial Spirit, and the signs of the five decays of heaven and man have appeared, and it is estimated that the life span that has passed is probably more than four hundred years, and there are less than a few decades left.

Even if it escapes, it won't have many years to live, let alone control the Netherworld Reincarnation Pool.

It fled in a hurry, either finding a place to die, or quickly fleeing back to the Netherworld to be reincarnated, at least for now, the reincarnation pool is still theirs.

Otherwise, when the news of Huangquan Daojun's heavy blow reached the Netherworld, the Netherworld would suddenly set off a big battle for the reincarnation pool and give birth to a new master of the Netherworld, and it would be difficult for it to reincarnate.

As for after reincarnation... Before he was reincarnated, he was not afraid of the peak of the god and ghost saint, and he would be afraid of it after it was reincarnated?!

Su Chen's mind turned and he was relieved.

He turned his head and looked at the battlefield of the saints.

The saints had completely stopped, and looked at him one by one with stunned expressions... There is also the Dao Fetal Yuan God of Huangquan Daojun who escaped and disappeared.

Whether it was the more than ten ghost saints in the middle and late stages of the gods, or the saints in the ancestral continent, they were all unbelievable.

Su Chencai was only at the second level in the early stage of the transformation of the gods, and the cultivation level was so low, which was much worse than the peak of the late stage of the transformation of the gods of Huangquan Daojun.

How is this possible to win?

One move!

In the blink of an eye, a strange flower made the powerful Lord of the Netherworld, Huangquan Daojun, wipe out! Only one Dao Fetus Yuan God was left, and he was defeated in a panic~!

That strange flower, it's terrifying!

"Huangquan Daojun is completely finished, and the Netherworld is about to undergo a big change. Why don't you rush back and fight for the reincarnation pool and the capital city?"

Su Chen snorted lightly.

"Su Sheng is offended!"

"All the things before, they were all misunderstandings, and they were all Huangquan Daojun's malice towards Your Excellency! I, the ghost saints of the Netherworld, and the saints of the Ten Continents Immortal Realm, have absolutely no ill will!

The ghost saints showed a trace of panic and fear at Su Chen, waking up like a dream, and hurriedly fled from the battlefield and broke through the sky in the direction of the netherworld.

The world of cultivating immortals is so realistic.

Huangquan Daojun was finished, and all the ghost saints immediately turned into birds. Avenging it or something, I didn't even think about it, and it was in vain to think about it.

What Su Chen said was not bad at all.

Huangquan Daojun is finished, and there must be a big chaos in the netherworld.

Reincarnation pool!

Huangquan Road!

The capital city!

These three major territories in the Netherworld have huge incense interests.

The reincarnation of the reincarnation pool is a huge profit, the queue on Huangquan Road is a huge profit, and the tax burden of the capital city is a huge profit, and they can all receive a lot of incense.

The important territory that originally belonged to Huangquan Daojun and all the ghost saints under him will definitely be coveted by many ambitious ghost saints and will be redivided and shuffled.

They must rush back at once to join in the fight, lest they have no share of their own.

After the ghost saints left, the saints of the ancestral continent set off again and headed for the Ten Continents Fairyland.

But this time, the atmosphere has completely changed.

If there was no time, the Seven Treasure Venerables, Su Tianhu, Blood Crow and other Saint Venerables looked at Su Chen, and they no longer had the slightest contempt for the Saint Venerable in the early stage of the Transformation of the Gods, almost as if they were looking at Kun Saint and Xuanwu.

Although his normal combat power is still much worse than that of Kunsheng and Xuanwu, the strange treasures he has are shocking.