The mountain forest is quiet, and white clothes are walking slowly.
"careful."
Lin Ruohuan carefully transmitted the message, with a slight sweat on his forehead.
Tong Feng was even more cautious. Every step he took, he had to use his spiritual energy to soften the strength, not even daring to crush dead branches and leaves.
In the quiet mountain forest, the two men in white clothes groped forward step by step, without even realizing it that their palms were getting wet.
suddenly.
"Boo~"
A soft sound broke the silence.
Lin and Tong both turned around.
"who!"
Tong Feng's scream was like thunder. It seemed that this was the only way to suppress the fear in his heart.
The two turned around and looked around.
But not far away, a small yellow flower that was mostly withered trembled slightly, as if it had been nourished by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. With the spiritual energy, the flower bones bloomed again.
"Boo~"
"Boo~"
There were sparse similar sounds coming from all around.
As soon as Lin Ruohuan released his spiritual thoughts, he saw the dead flowers and grasses around him, and each one seemed to be reborn, blooming again and brightly.
"This is……"
He was startled, but before he could explain, Tongfeng on one side had already shouted:
"Flower Hometown?!"
It is true that in this silent mountain forest, there is no one in Baiyi or anyone else who can master such a poetic attack method, only the saint slave Haitang'er whom I saw in the picture before.
"Haitang'er, Ba Zunzhen?"
Both of them were shocked.
The last scene they saw on Wuming Mountain in the east corner of the Eight Palaces was that the Eighth Sword Immortal originally planned to take action, but was knocked unconscious by the undefended Haitang'er and took everyone away.
Now, the strange scenery of Huaxiang appears, can the Eighth Sword Immortal be far behind?
"I'm calling someone!"
With trembling hands, Tong Feng took out the alarm bead at the speed of light and was about to crush it.
"Stop working in vain."
A calm voice floated from the distance in the forest: "Knowing that this is the hometown of Flower Fragrance, do you still think that this alarm bead can work?"
Tong Feng's fingers froze on the spot, and his body froze in mid-air, unable to move forward.
yes!
The Hometown of Flower Fragrance...that is a replica of the Seven Forbidden Realm.
At that time, everyone in white clothes was trapped in the battle, and only Senior Wuyue was able to break through the scene. Tong Feng felt that his fingers were weak for a moment.
This alarm bead is useless if crushed.
Doesn't that mean that it is impossible for the two of them to have contact with the white army?
Lin Ruohuan glanced down, her heart already sinking to the bottom.
There are not many alarm beads, and a team of two only has one.
If you really look at it this way, if you don't destroy this floral home first, pinching this thing is tantamount to self-destruction!
The two looked at each other and saw the despair in each other's eyes.
"keep it."
Lin Ruohuan said.
The other party just trapped the two of them and did not choose to kill them, which meant that there was no chance of survival.
After all, he was a man who once crushed an era!
There is no need for him to be as knowledgeable as a junior like him.
only……
"How come the Eighth Sword Immortal and Haitang'er appear here?"
"Senior Wuyue, where did you pursue him again?"
Lin Ruohuan didn't dare to think too much.
In this situation, he didn't even dare to be distracted. As soon as such thoughts came up, he was abandoned. Then he looked into the distance and called softly:
"The Eighth Sword Immortal?"
Tong Feng glanced at him in surprise.
But when he heard that in this situation where he was so nervous that he was almost dying, Lin Ruohuan's call was filled with fright and the remaining seven percent was surprise.
"Are these the fanatics of the Eighth Sword Immortal..."
Tong Feng was desperate.
…
"come over."
The misty voices no longer fall from all directions, but have a specific source.
The two people in white clothes looked away immediately, but they saw two figures not far from the mountains and forests.
Yi Yi was wearing a pure white shirt. Even though the white shirt was stained with blood, his immortal-like temperament was still like a lotus in an empty valley, and he was alone and peaceful in this mountain forest.
Begonia!
Lin Ruohuan had seen this face in the atrium scene on Wuming Mountain.
He never thought that the fate of life could be so magical.
I was barely able to break away from the large army, and I bumped into a real person!
His eyes dropped.
Sitting under Haitang'er, who was standing against the ancient tree, was a slovenly man who looked down and out.
His hair was all oily and his beard was unkempt.
You don’t need to look at anything else, just the shocking scar on this guy’s neck, plus the eight fingers gently picking up the dead leaves...
"The Eighth Sword Immortal!"
Lin Ruohuan really couldn't describe how she felt at the moment.
It should obviously be a state of despair, but for no reason, it was a surge of emotion.
The living Eighth Sword Immortal, the living miracle, the living...
Belief!
"come over."
The eight acquaintances didn't even raise their heads, and knocked their elbows on their knees.
The remaining eight fingers tore the leaves very slowly, slowly and leisurely.
It seemed that he had been waiting for the two of them at this moment for a long, long time.
"past!"
Lin Ruohuan tightened her spirit sword and bumped Tong Feng's shoulder with her chest raised high, "If you die, you must die with dignity!"
"I……"
Tong Feng turned his hands and glanced at the alarm bead, then put it away weakly and closed his eyes in pain.
Damn Jiangbianyan, I just said this alarm is useless.
You see!
There is no need to even pinch it.
He didn't kill anyone when he met him, but he trapped him to death!
This broken pearl is useless!
…
"Thumping!"
"Thumping!"
Xu Xiaoji was in a panic at the moment, with his heart beating wildly.
Looking at the two men in white clothes walking quickly on the dead branches in the distance, even his calves began to tremble.
Transforming into Begonia, half leaning on the ancient tree, this is not a pretense.
If he didn't lean on it like this, Xu Xiaoji might not be able to hold on anymore and fall to the ground!
"Zhan Dao..."
"throne……"
"They're all dressed in white!"
Xu Xiaoji is going to cry.
This damn Demon King Xu!
I knew it……
I knew that Demon King Xu would do nothing good if he called me out!
It doesn’t matter if it turned into a grass hat or four swords before.
It was just a dead thing, nothing to act on.
But now, you asked me to become such a big living person, to act with you, to fool two white-clothed men, a throne, and a zhandao?
Even if Demon King Xu spoke, Li said that he only needed to take action once, and there was no need to say the rest of the sentence.
But, I’m also panicking!
Panicking!
Xu Xiaoji couldn't even believe how the two idiots across from him could believe that these small changes around them could be the legendary "Flower Hometown".
It was just that he had used some power from the throne, and Xu Xiaoshou had freely irrigated the fountain of life in Yuan Mansion, and the flowers and weeds were once again full of vitality!
There isn't even a crabapple here...
How could the person on the other side believe it?
"I don't even have a boundary, so I just watered a few flowers and plants. Can't they see that this place doesn't even have a boundary?"
"Are they being funny! Or is Demon King Xu casting a spell?"
Xu Xiaoji lowered his gaze and saw Xu Xiaoshou, but was frightened by the latter's glance back. He hurriedly covered up his twinkling eyes and cast his gaze into the void.
There is no focus.
I can't see.
watermelon.
All are watermelons.
White clothes or something...
Oh, it doesn’t exist!
…
Xu Xiaoshou calmly watched the two men in white clothes running towards him, biting the tip of his tongue again to stop himself from shaking his feet.
"Successful."
"The first step is to cheat, which is considered a success."
The fountain of life in Yuan Mansion is so powerful.
Just use the disappearing technique to fly around and sprinkle it randomly to create an effect similar to the fragrance of flowers in your hometown.
Although some flowers could not be sprinkled, they still looked a little wilted.
The weeds that were unevenly watered also stopped after a tremor.
It doesn’t matter!
Big drop of wood has something to do with it!
Baiyi should be paying attention to him, so they must be able to spy on the battle just now from somewhere. They know that Haitang'er is injured.
"Hua Xiang's hometown has been weakened, which also proves that Haitang'er is still injured."
"And no realm appears..."
joke!
It seems that after Haitang'er's realm is covered, others will notice the existence of the realm?
If the boundary of the realm is really to be noticed, its name cannot be called "Flower Hometown of the Seven Forbidden Reproduction Realm", but should be "Flowers and Grasses".
"coming?"
It wasn't until the two men in white clothes faced each other that Xu Xiaoshou, the old monk, sat down, slowly raised his eyes, and glanced at the two of them indifferently.
If it were someone else coming over, I'm afraid he wouldn't have the courage to perform such a big scene.
But at this moment.
The biggest certainty in Xu Xiaoshou's heart was that the man in white named Lin Ruohuan was a swordsman.
At the same time, the other party is a fanatical and obsessed member of Ba Zunzhen!
Generally speaking, this kind of two-person team must have a captain.
It was obvious that Tong Feng, who was in the Throne realm, must listen to Lin Ruohuan, who was in the Zhan Dao realm.
Lin Ruohuan may be in a very stable mood on weekdays.
But these people either don't move, or their hearts are definitely filled with excitement when they see their idol.
Such a small fluctuation in his mood was enough to make him ignore many details.
Under the preconception situation, in the situation where Ba Zunzhen and Haitang'er have already appeared...
A small change in the flowers and plants, the opponent can directly substitute it into a weakened version of the floral hometown.
Even if he has doubts in his heart...
There must be some suspicion!
But Xu Xiaoshou was not afraid.
Along the way, he kept relying on information columns to figure out people's hearts, and then overturned other people's suspicions step by step.
…
"The eighth...the eighth master?"
Lin Ruohuan looked a little excited. Although he was trying his best to suppress it, Xu Xiaoshou could clearly see it even without using the information bar.
The other party's subconscious honorific name turned out to be a direct name after the confrontation...
"Conclusion: He is messed up!"
Take another look at the information bar:
"Be respected, passive value, +1."
"Being in awe, passive value, +1."
"Being speculated, passive value, +2."
Speculation...
Xu Xiaoshou thought that these two people should not have the courage to speculate on his identity so quickly. They were probably speculating on why he was waiting for them here.
"sit."
Xu Xiaoshou waved his hand kindly. Seeing that the two of them were standing uneasily, he spoke slowly and in a calm tone: "I gave you a hint before, but since you didn't choose to call someone at that time, now, sit down and have a chat?"
Tong Feng glanced at Lin Ruohuan.
Lin Ruohuan did not respond.
In other times, maybe he would actually sit down and seize this precious opportunity to talk with the legendary Eighth Sword Immortal.
But at this moment, even if he was excited, he could still tell right from wrong.
The two sides are currently hostile!
"No need to be formal."
Xu Xiaoshou looked past the two people in white clothes, glanced at Haitang'er, and said if he didn't intend to: "I came here specifically to wait for someone. It may not be you, but as long as it's in white clothes, that's fine."
Xu Xiaoji's eyes trembled, and he continued to stare into the distance with arrogance.
No need to be formal...
What is the structure of your heart, the Great Demon King Xu?
In this case, you told me to "don't be cautious"?
How dare I, a half-assed person on the throne, and you, a mere innate talent, come out in such a grand and high-sounding way to fool people?
This is something most people don’t dare to think about!
If you really want to consider this direction, I'm afraid it will be a temptation...
The world outside is uncertain, and you and I are both dead horses!
"eighth……"
"eight……"
Lin Ruohuan opened his mouth twice, and each time he felt that his title was not quite right.
You can't call the Eighth Sword Immortal, it's too humble.
He couldn't call out the Eight Masters, so I would like to ask the sword cultivator from the East Region, who would dare to stand in front of the Eight Masters and call him by his name?
"senior!"
Finally, he came up with the most smooth name in the spirit refining world and asked: "Senior, why did you call us here?"
Tong Feng was immediately alert, and his body tensed to the extreme, as if he was about to attack his prey.
Xu Xiaoshou chuckled.
"Don't be nervous, I said before, I don't like killing people now."
In a word, the three of them were nervous.
Xu Xiaoji almost couldn't hold it in anymore and fell down.
How dare you speak!
Can you kill me?
If I, Xu Xiaoji, don’t accept anyone in this world, I will only accept your big heart, Demon King Xu!
"Brother Lin..."
Tong Feng's eyes wandered, he hesitated for a while, and then in a very low voice, he said through the voice: "It seems, something is wrong."
His attention was not entirely on the Eighth Sword Immortal in front of him.
Unlike Lin Ruohuan, he didn't want to die on the so-called "glory" of most swordsmen, so he focused his spiritual thoughts on his surroundings, trying his best to find flaws in Hua Xiang's Hometown.
However, this realm...
It’s so natural!
There is no flaw at all!
Look at the flowers, the grass...
It's as if it was born here and no one has ever transplanted it.
Even if it is in full bloom, it will bloom again according to the withered appearance before, although it is not as gorgeous and with so many flowers as in the pictures seen in Wuming Mountain.
but……
The control of this power is so perfect!
"What's wrong?"
Lin Ruohuan asked secretly.
Tong Feng secretly glanced at Haitang'er, who was leaning on the ancient tree.
The other party's eyes were so firm and profound.
Even from the time the two of them came here to this moment, they had not even blinked.
It was as if he was not injured at all.
Looking down, the scarlet red body all confirmed the fact that this guy had trapped all the white clothes in the eighth palace with his flower-scented homeland, and then Gou Wuyue broke through the boundary.
"Haitang'er's power is so perfect, so perfect that it's a bit unbelievable..."
Tong Feng hesitated for a moment, then said: "You should know better than me how strong Senior Wuyue is."
"Haitang'er was broken through the realm by Senior Wuyue. Generally speaking, at this point in time, he can barely recover. How is it possible that he can still condense such a flawless realm?"
"I can't even detect half of the fluctuations of Heavenly Dao in this."
"This realm is so open, it's like..."
Tong Feng's voice was full of awe: "It's as if he didn't open the realm and we are still in this mountain forest... It's like an antelope hangs its horns and there is no trace to be found!"
