Mrs. Thousand Hands' delicate body trembled slightly, a strange blood glow filled her body, and an evil rune appeared between her eyebrows.
The tendrils of flesh wrapped around her body spread out.
After Mrs. Thousand Hands regained her freedom, she stood frozen on the spot. Her body was not under her control at all. Even her every thought was controlled by a strange force.
She looked at Pang Yue, gritted her teeth and said, "The Demonic Blood Curse!"
"good."
Pang Yue said with a playful look: "Madam, you can try to figure it out yourself."
A trace of despair flashed in Mrs. Thousand Hands' beautiful eyes.
Russian qing.
The blood glow on her body and the runes between her eyebrows disappeared, and her body returned to freedom. However, she felt that the void behind her was filled with infinite darkness, and a pair of indifferent eyes were staring at her coldly.
aside.
Lihuang, whose body was extremely plump, bowed to Pang Yue Yingying and said softly: "Today I know Taoist friend Pang's methods. It is said that a king becomes a king and a bandit loses. I am convinced physically and mentally and let my Taoist friend do whatever he wants."
She was also put under a blood curse by Pang Yue, but her current situation was much better than being killed by Madam Thousand Hands and refining her soul.
As a result, Lihuang's mood became relaxed and happy, especially when she looked at Mrs. Thousand Hands, there was more of a sense of schadenfreude in her eyes.
She secretly looked at Pang Yue with her beautiful eyes, and said in her heart: "Pang Laomo is really hiding his secrets. He almost looks like a soul. If the Hehuan Sect provokes him, there will be a big disaster in the future..."
Pang Yue looked at the two girls and suddenly asked, "Do you have any monastery-like magic weapon in your body?"
Mrs. Thousand Hands remained silent, while Lihuang smiled brightly, took out a golden stone from her storage bag, and said softly: "I once got a stone monastery in the Jiuyin Sect's treasure house. It has a large space inside and is well decorated. For luxury and elegance.”
Pang Yue took the strange stone, glanced at it with his consciousness, and showed a satisfied look on his face: "Okay, this thing is just right for my use."
He casually refined the strange stone, and when he exerted his magic power, the golden strange stone expanded rapidly and became three feet in size.
The halo of light flows on the stone, and there are faint spatial fluctuations.
Pang Laomo wants to hide his beauty in a golden house...
Lihuang's heart moved and she guessed Pang Yue's intention.
Before Pang Yue could say anything else, she giggled, flew up and entered the stone.
Seeing this, Mrs. Thousand Hands sighed deeply in her heart and entered the stone.
Pang Yue waved his sleeves and collected the golden stone, then continued to walk forward, opened a portal, and left the hall.
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Ten days later.
Ruined flower world.
The huge and delicate flowers grow in the black desert, becoming the most enchanting color in the depression and silence of the world.
In the sky, Li Yang and other three half-step soul powers were waiting quietly.
Suddenly, there was a strange sound from the top of the Flower God Palace.
The three people's eyes were immediately attracted.
"It's Daluo Sect's magical power..."
The ancestor of the Mu family had many contacts with the Daluo Sect, and he could tell the clues at a glance.
I saw a snow-white light pillar rising into the sky from the top of the Flower God Palace!
The next moment, a beautiful figure appeared in the light pillar and walked out slowly.
It is the Saint of Da Luo.
At this moment, she had a touch of elegance and nobility, and a hazy and holy light enveloped her whole body.
She moved lightly with lotus steps, walking in the air as if walking on flat ground, and came to the front of Li Yang and the others.
"Fellow Taoists, thank you."
The saint smiled and said.
The ancestor of the Mu family cupped his hands and said: "Congratulations to the Saint for successfully acquiring the inheritance of the Flower God. There is hope for a great future."
"Thank you!"
Holy Maiden Daluo nodded, looked around with beautiful eyes, and asked: "Are the other fellow Taoists not out yet?"
The ancestor of the Mu family said calmly: "The saint didn't tell us beforehand that there were soul-level demons here. I'm afraid the four of them won't be able to get out."
Saintess Daluo showed a humble look on her face: "I didn't expect that there would be a soul-level demon here..."
She sighed softly, took out three jade slips, and said, "This is the remaining part of my master's manuscript. Please accept it."
At this moment, a clear voice sounded.
"The saint must not miss Pang's share."
The four of them were all stunned. They all turned to look at the giant flower, and saw a figure in front of the main entrance of the Flower God Palace.
With the cultivation and magical powers of the four people, they were unable to sense the appearance of this person!
Saintess Daluo looked at Pang Yue in surprise, feeling that this man had some indescribable connection with the Flower God Palace behind her, and seemed to have become a part of the Flower God Palace.
Li Yang suddenly understood why he couldn't sense Pang Yue's appearance.
He shouted with a smile: "Good boy, if I had known you were so capable, I wouldn't have spent so much time looking for you!"
The ancestor of the Mu family and the monk surnamed Lu from the Heavenly Demon Sect also looked at Pang Yue in rare surprise, wondering how he left the Flower God Palace.
The four of them all used one-dimensional god-level means to forcefully break the bonds of the demons and escape.
But Pang Yue seems different...
The beautiful eyes of Saint Daluo seemed to confirm a certain guess in her heart, and she said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Pang has hidden his secrets, and escaped safely. I am very happy in body and mind."
Pang Yue swayed slightly and came to the four people.
Saintess Da Luo handed over the Yuan Shen's Jade Slip and asked curiously: "Has Fellow Daoist Pang ever seen Fellow Daoist Black Crow, Thousand Hands, Lihuang and others?"
"Never seen it."
Pang Yue shook his head.
"Then the three of them are probably in danger..."
The Saint of Great Luo said with regret.
However, none of the four people asked Pang Yue how to leave Huashen Palace.
"That's true. There's no need for us to wait any longer, so why don't we leave right now!"
The ancestor of the Mu family got the Yuan Shen Notes, and he was already eager to return to Yuan Mo Mountain to practice meditation and understand the method of elixir breaking the spirit.
He didn't care at all about the life or death of Black Crow and the others.
The only regret is that the three Black Crows possess the three treasures of the Jiuyin Sect, and they are all trapped in the Flower God Palace...
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The sky above Jiuyang Valley.
The sky is clear and the sun is cloudless.
"Fellow Daoist Pang, can you lend me a moment to speak?"
The Holy Maiden of Da Luo was floating in her white clothes, her beautiful eyes were flowing, and she spoke softly.
Pang Yue is incompetent.
Saintess Da Luo released the gorgeous fairy ship, and the two of them walked into the pavilion on the ship, avoiding Li Yang and the others.
Inside the pavilion.
Pang Yue sat leisurely in the luxurious chair, looked at the dignified, noble, holy and elegant Saint of Daluo, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong with the Saint?"
Saint Da Luo said calmly: "Fellow Daoist Pang can actually decipher the maze of the Flower God Palace. His attainments in the formation are so high that he is probably the best in the world."
"The saint is over-praised. There are countless masters in the world, but Pang's skills are no more than Xiao Dao'er's."
Pang Yue chuckled.
Holy Lady Da Luo looked at Pang Yue meaningfully and said, "Why don't you, Taoist Pang, stay in Yunzhou Continent for a longer time, so that I can teach you how to accompany you to enjoy the scenery of Yunzhou."
Pang Yue pondered for a moment, then declined politely: "Thank you for the kindness of the saint. Pang's visit to Yunzhou Continent is just a few demon talisman clones..."
"Pang is on Yuanmo Mountain on the Heavenly Sea Fallen Immortal Island. Saint, why don't you come over and have a seat?"
He turned to invite.
The pretty face of Saint Daluo was slightly red, her beautiful eyes stared at Pang Yue without blinking, and she said frankly: "I have just received the inheritance of the ancient flower god, and it is not suitable to travel far for the time being... Can you, fellow Taoist, stay and help me crack the code?" The formation on the Jiuyin Sect’s image stone? After this is accomplished, I will be grateful to you!"
