The reminder of the Three Lives Three Worlds Flower made Su Chen surprised and happy.
Obviously, the other party knew the origin of this black stone piece.
It can be seen that there must be a big secret hidden within the stone fragments.
After Su Chen thanked him, he immediately hurried on with all his strength and full of expectations.
Behind him, a demon saint and a devil saint were following unhurriedly.
From time to time, they would take out a mysterious compass and whisper, with cold and malicious expressions.
And Su Chen crossed mountains, rivers, and endless ruins, and finally came to a vast golden sea.
The vast sea stretches as far as the eye can see, and its scale is even greater than that of the East China Sea in the Xuantian Realm.
The colorless sea water drifts with the waves, but it has a golden luster and a warm atmosphere that can purify everything.
It's like there is a sun buried under the sea.
Smelling the sea breeze made Su Chen's mind calm down and become clear and open-minded.
"This sea seems to be similar to the sea of suffering in my body. Is there any connection?"
Su Chen observed carefully for a moment, feeling quite curious.
It's a pity that I still can't get in touch with the woman in white in the ancient ring of burial, so it's hard to solve the mystery.
"Huh? What is that?"
Continuing to walk forward, Su Chen accidentally saw a flash of red on the coast.
It's that bright and translucent red, like the scorching sun, like blood, and it constantly exudes wisps of the aura of reincarnation.
"Higanbana?!"
"Could that be the fabled Hibiscus flower that can resurrect the dead and extend the life of the living, comparable to the elixir of immortality!"
Suddenly, a series of piercing sounds mixed with exclamations sounded from behind Su Chen.
Then, more than ten figures appeared in front of the coast.
These more than ten people are headed by two holy kings, and the rest are all saints.
The demon saint and the devil saint who had been following Su Chen were also among them.
They were staring at Bianhua, their eyes full of greed and excitement.
Zheng!
Su Chen immediately revealed the Xuantian Spirit-Slaying Sword, and his whole body surged with murderous aura.
He didn't need to think about it to know the purpose of these people following him, which made his face slightly solemn.
Two holy kings and ten saints, this lineup should not be underestimated.
However, the two holy kings did not even look at him, they just stared at Bianhua and kept licking their lips.
Saints are also human beings, not gods yet.
Even a thousand years of life will eventually run out.
Looking at the dying looks of these two holy kings, one knew that they did not have much life left.
Naturally, I am thirsty for the legendary Flower of the Other Side.
"Su Chen, just tie your hands and go back with me. You still have hope of survival."
One of the demon saint kings reluctantly looked away from Bianhua and spoke confidently and domineeringly.
"Why are you talking so much nonsense to him? Just kill him."
The other holy king of the demon tribe is obviously thinking about Bianhua.
At this moment, he snorted coldly, took one step, and rushed out.
boom!
He punched out, as if there were hundreds of beasts running rampant, overwhelming mountains and seas, and strands of the principles of heaven and earth emerged, wrapped with strong holy power and bursting out.
Su Chen did not dare to be careless and immediately resisted with his sword.
Zheng!
A strong sword roar rang out, and Su Chen slashed with his sword, causing the sky and the earth to turn pale and all things to be cold.
With the natal sacred weapon in his hand, Su Chen's sword already had the potential to open up the world. Its power was so domineering that the faces of all the saints present changed and their hearts trembled.
However, the fist seal of the Demon Clan Saint King hit him like a sacred mountain, heavier than ten thousand stones.
Click!
The sword light was directly smashed into pieces, and violent power fluctuations came out, making Su Chen's hand holding the sword tremble.
when!
In the end, a big clock filled with green light patterns revived, and it was able to block the punch.
Poof!
Even though the blue-patterned bell protected his body, Su Chen was still shocked to the point of spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his internal organs were shaking.
"Huh? He's not dead!"
"The green bell on his head is actually a thousand-patterned sacred weapon! No wonder."
The saints behind were all very surprised.
No matter how talented Su Chen is, no matter how famous he is, he is still just a first-level saint.
There is no Dayan World Shenglong Formation here for him to use, so being able to withstand the Holy King's attack is already extremely unbelievable.
The strength of the demon saint king is very tyrannical, and the demon clan's body is innately powerful. The power of the True Dragon Holy Body, which Su Chen is proud of, has no place to use and is completely suppressed.
After only one confrontation, Su Chen knew that he was no match at all.
"This is going to be troublesome."
Su Chen was shocked and immediately chose to run away.
But the way back was cut off, and he could only rush towards the golden sea.
"Can you leave?"
The Holy King of the Demon Clan missed his attack and became a little angry. He shouted and sacrificed his sacred weapon.
Boom!
The void shook violently, a black war hammer appeared, the law of heaven revived, and the runes flashed, showing a power that shattered the sky and shattered the earth, and the surrounding saints who were oppressed could hardly breathe.
The black war hammer is also a thousand-marked sacred weapon, and it is also offensive.
After locking onto Su Chen, a fatal crisis suddenly surged into his heart.
"Fellow Taoist, wait a minute. This child is already a turtle in a urn. I want to take him back alive."
At this moment, the Demon Saint King arrived and stopped the Demon Clan Saint King who was surging with murderous intent.
"Tsk, tsk, are you coveting the secret technique of swallowing the sky?"
The Holy King of the Monster Race sneered, but then he put away his war hammer and said calmly: "He can leave it to you, but the flower of the other shore must return to me."
The Demonic Saint King glanced at Bianhua with reluctance, weighed it for a moment, and finally nodded.
At the moment, there is only one other flower found. If the two of them share it equally, it will not be of much benefit. It is better to take the inheritance from Su Chen. Maybe he can break through the Great Sage and his longevity will naturally increase.
"Haha, so happy."
The Holy King of the Demon Race laughed loudly and immediately rushed towards the Bianhua Flower.
The Demonic Saint King frowned and did not stay in a daze. Instead, he rushed towards Su Chen with a surge of demonic power.
His speed is extremely fast, like a magic sun descending, emitting dangerous and deadly fluctuations.
"Damn it, with my space skills, I can't teleport here!"
Su Chen ran all the way, but he was complaining endlessly in his heart.
Without the power of teleportation, how could he, a first-level saint, outrun the powerful Saint King.
Click!
Suddenly, the space on the sea in front collapsed, and a black shadow teleported away.
The endless breath of death, like a raging tide, instantly flooded the world, making everyone shudder and subconsciously froze in place.
Su Chen, on the other hand, watched helplessly as the black shadow passed by in front of him, and his whole body became stiff, as if he was facing the god of death.
Poof!
The next moment, a sharp space crack cut through the sky, accompanied by a horrified scream.
Everyone was stunned.
The Holy King of the Demon Tribe who rushed towards Bianhua was actually pierced through the chest by a bronze war spear at this moment. His whole body was picked up, and blood continued to flow out.
But the one holding the spear was a headless horseman wearing black armor and riding a war horse!
