Dancing in the breeze, buried in the sea of flowers.

Mandala, Ghost Demon.

The dancing butterfly was stunned by the fragrance of the mandala flower demon, but it was actually the poison of the flower demon, and the more fragrant the flower, the more poisonous it was. The reason why the mandala is called "ghost flower" or "hell flower" is because of its great toxicity. Especially these mandala flowers in the Guixu territory, they have been cultivated for thousands of years, and they are born by absorbing spiritual energy.

And the mandala flowers that grow here have long been cultivated into demons and have a cannibalistic nature. When the butterfly first arrived, I didn't see the subtlety.

These mandala flowers resemble the man-eating flowers of tropical forests and are originally rhizome herbaceous plants. Due to the abundant aura, these flowers have long been interspersed with vines underground, and once someone approaches, these flowers bloom first to attract people to approach.

When people walked into the sea of flowers, after being intoxicated by the fragrant fragrance, they were already poisoned. Moreover, these flower demons have cultivated to the point of knowing and understanding human language. To be precise, it should be the ghosts and ghosts of the mountain streams that parasitize on the mandala flowers, and after years of cultivation, they become demons.

Under the confusion of Dancing Butterfly, various hallucinations were generated, and the appearance of the masters of the Three Realms who had been killed over the years appeared in her eyes, her face was hideous, and she shook her body and pounced on her. The impermanence of asking for one's life is all flocking.

The sacrificial Fu Xiqin turned into a cloud of smoke, which had been incorporated into her sleeve, and there was no aura to control the Fu Xiqin at all.

The butterfly stumbled under her feet for a while, and finally stood unsteady and staggered.

The flower demon laughed smugly, and the laughter echoed throughout the mountain stream, which was creepy. At the moment when the dancing butterfly fell, the surrounding vines were like a spiritual snake coming out of a hole, winding towards the dancing butterfly.

Every vine spit out its tentacles an inch away from the dancing butterfly, and the thorny tentacles groped on the dancing butterfly's body, as if they were looking for meridian acupuncture points, ready to suck her body.

The flower demon was swaying in the wind, and she was reluctant to devour and decompose the dancing butterfly immediately after waiting for a delicious meal that she had waited for for many years. "Huhu...... The little girl's fine skin and tender flesh helped me improve my cultivation by a few levels. Little ones, take good care of her!"

The thorny tentacle vines that reached out towards the dancing butterfly had no choice but to give up, shaking their tentacles as if nodding in agreement.

A burst of chirping, giggling and laughter resounded through the mountain col, and the flower demon shook itself from the flowers, turning into a half-body mandala vine, half-humanoid. This flower demon must have been cultivated for thousands of years, and it can be incarnated into a human form, which shows that the cultivation is not weak.

She walked lightly, her long tongue sticking out of her mouth, licking her long, sharp and slender nails, and smiling extremely bewitchingly, as she walked up to the dancing butterfly.

At this time, the dancing butterfly had already passed out, the flower demon leaned over, gently swiped the white face of the dancing butterfly with the sharp and sharp nails, swallowed the saliva, spit out the long tongue, licked the dancing butterfly's face, smacked the tongue, and praised: "It's so sweet, I haven't enjoyed such a delicious taste for a long time." ”

The thorny tentacle vines around them shook again, as if cheering.

"Look at your joy, when I have sucked it, the rest of the scraps will be yours. The flower demon glanced at the thorny tentacles and said coldly.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, I can't help it. The flower demon licked her long tongue again, stretched out her slender nails, and pierced it towards the dancing butterfly.

At the last moment, Volley shouted: "Demon, don't hurt the dancing butterfly!" Then an extremely powerful sword shadow fell, swept by, and the thorny tentacle vines shrank back in fright.

The flower demon didn't have time to dodge, his sharp nails were cut off three times, his face was full of anger, and he took a few steps back, only to see a young man in a green shirt, holding a long sword, with a yin owl gaze, and sharp eyes like a sword glaring at her.

The person who came was Zhang Ziyu, who was looking for the dancing butterfly, he glanced sideways at the fainting dancing butterfly, the long sword shook, the tip of the sword roared, pointing directly at the flower demon, "Where is the demon, dare to hurt people here?"

The flower demon was stunned, laughed coldly, and licked his long tongue again, swallowing and spitting, like a spirit snake spitting out letters, and the lower half of the body meandered open, which was the rhizome of the mandala flower. The mountain half-body humanoid showed a look of disdain, "A little girl with fine skin and tender flesh just came, and a handsome young man came, tsk, this is the flower demon favored by God, and I can finally have a full meal!"

Zhang Ziyu's sword eyebrows sank, and the sword pointed at the flower demon, "Demon, don't pee to show your own virtue, the master will not kill you today, I am ashamed of heaven and earth." ”

The flower demon didn't take Zhang Ziyu in her eyes at all, she had been cultivating for thousands of years, and she was still very confident in dealing with two people, and she was still in her own territory, which increased her confidence.

"Little ones, come on!" the flower demon greeted, Zhang Ziyu only felt a wisp of green smoke in front of him, and the flower demon suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, the surrounding mandala flower vines actually stretched out their thorny tentacles and pierced Zhang Ziyu.

These tentacles are extremely ferocious, and they are shooting from all directions, underground, in the air, left and right, front and back. It was like ten thousand arrows shooting at Zhang Ziyu one after another.

Zhang Ziyu's wrist sank, the shadow sword in his hand shook, and the sword technique transformed into infinite sword techniques, and in an instant, the sword shadows were stacked, and all the sword shadows were as fast as lightning, cutting down those thorny tentacle vines. He jumped up lightly and volleyed into the air, his figure was as fast as lightning, and he couldn't see his figure and the sword shadow clearly.

The sword light and flint shot down one after another, and the cyclone stirred, hitting those mandala flowers.

The flower demon seemed to underestimate Zhang Ziyu, and was swept away by Zhang Ziyu's strong crushing, and was stunned. had to be another puff of green smoke, turning into a human form, waving sharp nails, cutting through the air, and pounced on Zhang Ziyu.

Zhang Ziyu saw that the flower demon appeared again, and roared, and the sword qi was like a rainbow, running across. He just wanted to end the battle quickly at this time, because he was more worried about the safety of Dancing Butterfly, who could make Dancing Butterfly unconscious, presumably her life was in danger.

The more you are entangled by the flower demon, the more dangerous the life of the dancing butterfly will be.

Saving people is like fighting a fire, and there is no delay at all. Therefore, when he faced off against the flower demon, he used the highest meaning in the Chengying Sword Technique, leaving no strength at all, and the spiritual power in the dantian was stimulated.

Originally, Ni Shang'er, who was in charge of the Inner Spirit Realm, said that within half a month, he was not allowed to use the spiritual power in the dantian. But at the moment, he can't choose, if he retains his strength a little, Wudie will definitely be in danger of his life. Once you have a little strength left over and are attacked by the flower demon, you will also die.

Under the trade-off, at the risk of exhaustion of spiritual power in his dantian and damage to his heart dantian, he must also fight quickly.

Therefore, when Zhang Ziyu used his famous sword tricks, he was as fierce as a storm, and he did not give the flower demon any room for resistance. Although the flower demon has been cultivated for thousands of years, when it encounters a famous sword, it is a divine sword left over from ancient times, no matter how advanced the cultivation is, it is only the power to parry by Zhang Ziyu, and there is no way to fight back.