Dao Zun Xuanqing raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and his cold gaze was like a sharp arrow of ice, directed towards the hunting soul.
"I don't need to guess your thoughts. The Resurrection Flower is definitely not something you can covet."
When Xue Ying heard this, anger suddenly rose in his eyes. He held two giant axes tightly, and his whole body was condensed with momentum, like a beast about to pounce, ready to attack, ready to completely obliterate this disrespectful ant.
"Hunter, what nonsense should we talk to him? Aren't we just going to kill anyone who dares to come?"
The soul hunter glanced at Iron Wings with contempt, and sneered in his heart: Today is the end of your former master.
Tie Yi felt the hunter's gaze and his eyes flashed.
"Do it! Decide quickly, the Resurrection Flower is about to bloom, we can't delay!"
After saying this, the blade in the hunter's hand turned into countless sharp knife shadows, shooting toward Taoist Xuanqing overwhelmingly.
Taoist Xuanqing's expression remained unchanged, and with his wave of his hand, an indestructible ice shield appeared, blocking all the blades.
Seeing this, Xue Ying grabbed two huge axes without hesitation, jumped suddenly, and slashed towards Taoist Xuanqing.
A cold light flashed in Dao Zun Xuanqing's eyes, and his technique was as fast as lightning, activating the spell instantly.
Countless sharp ice cones shot towards Snow Eagle and Hunting Soul like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, and each cone contained a biting chill.
Snow Eagle's double axes flew like a whirlwind in a storm, directly cutting the oncoming ice slag into powder.
He laughed loudly: "Hahaha, give me a little more. How can I chop this little ice slag?"
The figure of the soul hunter shuttled between the attacks of countless ice picks like a ghost, as if it had been practiced thousands of times.
"Ha, you, you want to hurt me?" Hunting Soul sneered and taunted.
Dao Zun Xuanqing did not expect that these two gods could fight with him for so long.
His eyes condensed, and then he drew out the ice sword, and his body was like lightning, piercing the hunting soul.
The figure of the hunter was like a phantom, nimbly sidestepping away. The sword edge only lightly passed over the corner of his clothes, bringing with it a wisp of cold air.
"You...are you looking down on me? Why don't you point your sword at me first?"
Xue Ying roared angrily, holding the huge battle ax tightly in both hands, and like a black thunder, struck fiercely at Taoist Xuanqing.
This was the first time that Dao Zun Xuanqing asked him to attack him first when he encountered an opponent.
Is this... a desire to die?
The three of them were surrounded by a whirlpool of swords, swords, and shadows. Spells and sword moves were intertwined. They fought for dozens of rounds, and it was difficult to determine the outcome.
…
Under the cover of darkness, Jiang Yan and his group quietly arrived at the edge of the green space with their invisibility charms attached.
The fierce battle between Xuanqing Dao Zun and the others continued.
"Hehehe, it's really exciting!"
Jiang Yan stared at the fight intently, enjoying it and nodding in praise from time to time.
Moreover, he would also make a few comments in his mind.
How can a master's fight make people happy without going through 800 rounds?
Keep hitting, yes, hit harder.
Gee, how could you let the other party escape so easily?
Tsk tsk, how much blood did you shed just now? Still not cruel enough!
Look at you, this ultimate move is not harsh enough!
After watching the battle for so long, Jiang Yan felt a little bored. How come no one among them was seriously injured?
Is this reasonable?
Gee, is this male protagonist not good enough?
Jiang Yan asked: "Sister, are those who come from the God Realm still so troublesome even if they are suppressed to the realm of becoming gods?"
"Xiao Liu, looking at their ferocity, they are most likely killers from the God Realm. These people have received special training, and it is not impossible to challenge them beyond the next level."
When Jiang Yan heard this, he didn't hesitate too much. Hey, he wasn't going to fight those two people from the God Realm anyway.
Seeing that Jiang Yan and the others had not yet taken action, Zhou Yu felt anxious and did not want to miss this opportunity.
He asked: "Can I go pick the Resurrection Flower now?"
At this time, the fragrance of the Resurrection Flower could no longer be smelled in the air.
Dao Zun Xuanqing and the two people from the God Realm were still fighting inextricably.
Seeing this, Jiang Yan smiled. Isn't now the perfect time to capture the enemy's pagoda?
He immediately gave the order to the little dragon: "Little dragon, do it."
At the same time, he added in his mind: Come on, Pikachu!
The little dwarf dragon immediately accelerated towards the direction of the Resurrection Flower with its short legs, still holding Ji Chuxue's space ring in its hand.
Tie Yi had already felt the fluctuations of his master's soul, and he prayed silently in his heart, hoping that his master would seize the opportunity and win the Resurrection Flower.
However, at this moment, Tie Yi suddenly noticed another familiar aura of a mythical beast, which was quickly approaching the location of the Resurrection Flower.
This is the mythical beast next to its owner that it smelled that day!
Immediately afterwards, in its sight, two Resurrection Flowers mysteriously disappeared at the same instant...
Tie Yi immediately closed his eyes tightly and pretended to fall into a deep sleep, secretly rejoicing in his heart: Great, the master finally got the Resurrection Flower.
The male disciple was completely focused on the fierce battle in front of him and was completely unaware of the Resurrection Flower's quiet disappearance.
He watched the battle and secretly cheered in his heart, silently cheering for Tao Zun, hoping that he could get rid of the two evil gods.
As soon as the little dragon got the Resurrection Flower, he immediately put it into the space ring, then quickly ran back to where Jiang Yan and the others were, and said softly: "Mission accomplished!"
"Let's go." Ji Chuxue said to everyone decisively.
Immediately afterwards, everyone left the place one after another.
…
Here, the disciples of the sect have arrived at the bottom of the cliff, but they have not seen any sign of Taoist Xuanqing.
"What's going on? Where did Taoist Master go?" A disciple asked in confusion, scratching his head.
Another disciple's eyes flashed with anticipation, and he guessed: "Could it be that Taoist Master has already taken a step ahead and found the legendary Resurrection Flower?"
"It's very possible that Dao Zun's magic power is unfathomable." The third disciple nodded in agreement.
Just as they were speculating, a strange aroma suddenly filled the air.
"Could this fragrance be from the Resurrection Flower?" A disciple took a greedy sip.
"It smells so good, it's really refreshing!" Another disciple couldn't help but be intoxicated.
"Does the Resurrection Flower smell so fragrant?" other disciples exclaimed.
However, before they could recover from the aroma, a strong sense of dizziness hit them, and then they fainted to the ground one by one.
