"Snapped!"
The captured Datura Kao was rudely thrown to the ground by Ye Chen.
In the case of a perfect flower, it is a flower after all. Ye Chen doesn't care so much, because he found that this flower is perfect and cannot be picky. Even though he is cultivated systematically and is known as the existence of Shen Nong, the things he grows are top-notch, but Man Man The King of Flowers, in his eyes, is extremely perfect.
Perfect flowers must be matched with perfect flowerpots.
So Ye Chen dropped the flowers and ran directly to find a pot.
As for the Ninth Demon Ancestor who was thrown to the ground, the moment Ye Chen threw it down, a shocking force suppressed him. He felt it, and his whole body was almost shattered. That force made his soul Trembling, trembling.
At this moment, the Ninth Demon Ancestor is still unable to move at all, because at this moment, his body is strangely covered with a layer of mysterious aura. Even if he has lived for tens of thousands of years, he has never seen that mysterious aura. However, there is no trace of records in ancient books.
His hope of escape was cut off.
He is the ninth demon ancestor of the demon clan, he suppressed the eighth demon ancestor, and he overran the sacred land of the human race's Shen Zong. Any one of these is an earth-shattering event.
The eighth demon ancestor of the demon clan has been practicing for more than 100,000 years. The Holy Land of the Divine Sect of the human race is filled with powerful people. It is the spiritual symbol of the human race. Even the existence of the war god of the clan does not stop him.
However, the aura left behind by Ye Chen casually grabbing him completely suppressed him.
"Who is this person?"
"The ancestor of the human race?"
"Impossible, his bone age is only twenty years old."
"What exactly is this breath? Is it the power of immortality?"
"But how can a high-ranking immortal live in this place where birds don't poop?"
"Why, why is this happening? Why is this happening? Is it all determined? The appearance of the Thunder-Eating Divine Pearl gave me the hope of becoming a supreme demon immortal. However, when the Thunder-Eating Divine Pearl was within easy reach, I was suppressed by others. , damn it.”
The heart of Mandala, the ninth demon ancestor, is bleeding.
He felt that he was afraid that he would have to be admired as a flower here for the rest of his life.
Because of that aura, he couldn't compete at all.
"This should be perfect for you!"
When the Ninth Demon Ancestor was in despair, Ye Chen came over with a flower pot with a smile on his face. It was obvious that Ye Chen was very satisfied with the flower pot.
"What's this……!"
"Do you mean rhyme?"
The moment the Ninth Demon Ancestor saw the flowerpot, his eyes jumped wildly. He actually saw Dao Yun on top of the flowerpot.
This flowerpot is one meter long, one meter wide, and has a square shape.
Ye Chen bought it from Luoxianji. Ye Chen felt that something was missing, so he carved a phoenix spreading its wings to fly to the sky.
What Ye Chen didn't know was that the phoenix he carved turned an ordinary flowerpot into a divine object.
The Ninth Demon Ancestor looked shocked. Even though he was as powerful as him, there was still no Dao Yun on his body. But now, a flowerpot in Ye Chen's hand contained Dao Yun, and he was outclassed.
Ye Chen smiled, grabbed the notorious Ninth Demon Ancestor, threw it into the basin, and filled it with the fertilized soil.
"Damn human race, I'm going to kill you, what does this smell like?"
When the fat soil fell on him, the Ninth Demon Ancestor's color changed instantly. The Demon Soul's eyes turned red, and he wanted to scream, but could not make a sound.
Because the restraining power of this flowerpot is even more terrifying.
Even if he felt that Ye Chen was humiliating him with fat soil (soil contaminated with bad things), he could only scream.
"Now, it's perfect."
Ye Chen clapped his hands, very satisfied.
At this moment, a voice sounded outside the door.
"Master, is he at home?"
"Tang Hai asks to see you."
Outside the courtyard, Tang Hai and Tang Yin were extremely respectful and bowed to the courtyard.
"Crunch."
Ye Chen opened the door and saw the two of them. He immediately smiled and said, "It's you. We are all old acquaintances. Come in and rest for a while. It's very hot today."
"I'm going to wash my hands first!"
"Old Bai, entertain the guests."
Ye Chen shouted at Lao Bai and hurriedly washed his hands. He had been planting flowers just now and there was a lot of mud on his hands.
"Both of you, please come quickly."
Lao Bai stuck out his head and smiled at the two of them.
"Thank you, senior."
Tang Hai and Tang Yin saluted hurriedly, not really daring to accept it.
Entering the courtyard, the two happened to see the flowers Ye Chen had just planted.
"Wow!"
"This flower is so perfect."
The first time Tang Yin saw it, he exclaimed in surprise.
The Ninth Demon Ancestor, who had been practicing for tens of thousands of years, immediately ran away after hearing Tang Yin's words.
But being imprisoned, he did not move at all. He directly chose to close his facial features, not wanting to hear any sounds. At this moment, he was completely desperate.
He no longer has the qualifications to self-destruct.
"Why is this flower so familiar, and this smell, so familiar to me?"
Unlike Tang Yin, although Tang Hai was stunned at the first sight, Tang Hai felt familiar. It seemed that he had seen such an identical flower somewhere, but for a moment, he I can’t even think about it.
Moreover, Tang Hai was extremely familiar with the scent of this flower, but he couldn't recall it either.
While Tang Hai was reminiscing, Ye Chen washed his hands and came out.
"Tang Hai, Tang Yin, you came at the right time today. What do you think of this flower?" Ye Chen smiled with satisfaction.
"Perfect."
Tang Yin said from the bottom of his heart, without any flattery.
"Sir, where did you get this flower from?"
"It's so perfect, I'm afraid it's the only one like this in the world." Tang Yin said from the bottom of his heart.
"I don't know where it came from, maybe it was blown by the wind."
"It fell from the sky today." Ye Chen said casually.
"Today, today..."
After hearing Ye Chen's words, Tang Hai seemed to have thought of something and kept mumbling to himself.
The next moment, Tang Hai's expression twisted, his face changed drastically, and his legs trembled violently.
Because he finally remembered why the smell of this flower was so familiar, because before going up the mountain, the evil spirit floating around him was exactly this smell.
At this moment, he couldn't help but think of that terrifying figure, a terrifying existence that could shrink to an inch.
At the same time, he also remembered where he had seen it. When he was listening to the sermon in Shenzong, he had seen such a painting in Shenzong. The flowers in the painting were exactly the same as the ones in front of him.
And that painting was regarded as a shame by Shenzong, because the big demon in the painting once pushed Shenzong so hard that Shenzong was almost destroyed.
How could Tang Hai not be frightened at this moment? Such a terrifying existence, when he broke into the young master's courtyard today, he was instantly controlled and suppressed in the flower pot.
Tang Hai looked at Ye Chen with eyes full of horror.
