Chapter 471 Meikozuka

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That bright red flower on the mountain peak, if there is wisdom, must be extremely aggrieved at this moment.

It possesses unparalleled spiritual power. It is precisely because of this that for countless years, powerful creatures have died in its cage.

The fog on the sea blocks the direction of escape, the huge waves in the distance can crush all living creatures, and the whirlpool in the depths of the ocean is enough to tear any lucky monster into pieces.

After experiencing this, those demons at the level of Golden Lotus are already struggling to their death. Facing its devouring, they are left to be slaughtered by it in terms of souls that they are not good at.

In the past, it used this to hunt prey.

Because it is good at divine souls and is a rare treasure, it is hidden in the void and has escaped the detection of many powerful beings. A few years ago, a powerful being took a look at it and frightened it to this day. Fortunately, that terrifying person The existence does not care about ants like it.

For a long time afterwards, it did not dare to be exposed until a few days ago, it discovered that human monks appeared again on the sea.

Because of the powerful power of the soul, it is more spiritual than other rare treasures. It discovered that the few monks on the flying boat were of low strength, so it exposed itself, and just like its predatory methods in the past countless years, it imprisoned these monks. The crowd made them panic inside, making them increasingly unable to get out of the fog.

It is so hungry and wants a full meal.

But what he didn't expect was that the souls of this group of people were actually more powerful than so many monks before. It was precisely because of this that the huge waves it spurred were discovered dozens of miles away. Likewise, , the threat of the whirlpool in the deep sea failed to materialize.

Of course, the most important thing is that the leader of the monk has mastered an incomparable means of restraining it, so that the illusion method that it is proud of has no meaning.

And under that power, Qizhen found that although he was slightly affected, the divine soul illusion he had arranged was still weakening little by little. The resurrected 'puppet' were becoming weaker, and those dragons , already the most powerful among its past prey.

It was very anxious, but Zhang Qing and the others were not anxious anymore.

"At this moment, we should have the strength of our souls. If they can kill 'us', it will be equivalent to erasing our souls. On the contrary, if we can win, our souls will be equivalent to being tempered thousands of times."

The Mysterious Embryo Forging Divine Art brought to the Zhang family a soul power that was several times stronger than that of monks of the same level, but such a soul was like a huge piece of land.

Although the power of the pure soul has many benefits, compared to the soul monks like Jiang Baiyi who condensed the flower of god with the first flower, it is the difference between land and mountain peaks.

Even if the former is powerful, it is not much different. The latter is equally powerful, but it is a whole, just like humans taking up weapons, they can attack and defend.

The feeling that the bright red flowers brought to the two of them was that their souls were being tamped down from the soil little by little, and then turned into stone.

They don't know how long it will take to turn into a mountain, but this is a good start.

Of course, the premise is that they can survive and survive in the mad siege of the dragon skeletons that are constantly 'resurrecting'.

"It can't destroy our souls." Zhang Mingxian said.

"Can you break it open?" Zhang Qing asked.

"You can give it a try and help me block these annoying things."

Golden light shone, and then purple and gold shrouded and fell. In the light emitted by the small purple gold alms bowl, no matter how the surrounding demons attacked, they could not break through the defense of this magical power.

If it weren't for the fear of the Immortal Golden Body and Buddhism, Zhang Qing would have chosen the Purple Golden Bowl of the Universe as his fourth natal spell. Especially after a period of duel with Yanfeng Jue, Zhang Qing clearly saw the unlimited potential of the Purple Golden Bowl.

The blessing of power after killing the three-headed dragon in the Dragon Herding Chapter made Zhang Qing invincible among the many demon skeletons, and the existence of the immortal transformation and the immortal golden body made him have no fear.

The one who becomes weaker and weaker can only be the opponent.

"Blood returns to its source!" The pollen was sprinkled from the void, so Zhang Qing and the two golden lotus plants had no ability to stop themselves from inhaling it. However, if the pollen wanted to affect the two of them, it naturally needed to appear from the void.

Therefore, Zhang Mingxian was able to collect the pollen that acted on the soul, which was invisible to the naked eye.

Taking advantage of it, the bright red swaying flower among the looming peaks on the mountain suddenly discovered that some pollen had returned and covered it.

Those are foreign objects. For flowers, the pollen that has been scattered is a foreign object in itself, so after returning, it discovered them as soon as possible.

However, it was too late. When the pollen covered its petals again, Zhang Mingxian had already opened his eyes, and the world was filled with blood in his eyes.

He lifted up the long knife that was the same color as the world, and then brought it down, and the terrifying edge tore through the world.

Zhang Qing, who was still fighting with many demon bones, suddenly found that the countless bones in front of him collapsed and fell from the sky one by one. At the same time, the surrounding sky became vaguely different.

Clearer, as if there is no dust.

The cold mist touched the surface of the body, making people excited. Zhang Qing suddenly saw the world around him clearly.

White mist shrouded his body, and in front of him was an illusory mountain peak. Up and down the mountain peak, there were countless white bones guarding him.

From beginning to end, he was not fighting with many skeletons in the sky, but was hanging in the misty sky, with black and white covering the surface of his body.

The fog that covered dozens of miles gradually dimmed, and finally, only the mountain peak in front of the sea was left, where reality and reality were exchanged.

"It was severely damaged, but it's still hidden in the void and we can't touch it."

Being unable to touch means that the other person cannot be imprisoned, but Zhang Qing still smiled.

"If it is really in the void, we can't even see it. As a rare spiritual plant, it has one of its most fatal weaknesses, that is, it cannot move."

Having said that, his spiritual consciousness spread far away, and a moment later, Zhang Junxiu and his two men approached with three flying boats.

"Get ready, let's refine this mountain!"

"When the time comes, it will naturally fall down."

At that time, red flames enveloped the vast ocean, and the gray-white mountain peaks, together with the countless skeletons, were all being burned by the fairy fire.

Gradually, the bones disappeared, turning into nothingness, and then the gray mountain peak.

As Zhang Qing said, even if the flower is a rare treasure, it cannot escape the characteristics of a plant. It is too difficult to move and escape.

This is its only weakness. Once discovered, there is no chance of anything left to chance.

Most of the day passed, and a flower as bright as blood was imprisoned in the air.

"Soul Tomb Flower." The moment they saw the flower, such a name came to everyone's mind.