Chapter 432

Around, around.

No, it's time to say it's surrounded by animals.

The trees that had absorbed the vitality were withered and overthrown by the peach and plum trees growing underground, and new green trees began to emerge from the underground.

Old trees fall and new trees begin to grow.

In the blink of an eye, countless plum, peach and apricot trees grew around, forming a lush flower forest again, which was more gorgeous than the dense green before.

On the golden tiger, there is a dazzling soul power blooming. They pierce the surrounding flowers and trees. The boundless light comes out with light and heat, and it bursts out with the same heat as the flame.

However, with the addition of the life field, all the damaged trees quickly grow new branches, leaves and flowers, and strong vitality is injected into their bodies from their roots, making them more and more difficult to perish.

All around, all the powerful people in the martial spirit hall came up together, aiming at Wang Jian.

In the flower forest, Wang Jian's face is indifferent: "rise!"

The spirit of wind, which was sealed in the card, flew out. It was a kind of unreal figure, and the beautiful face could be seen.

Her hands holding the breeze, gradually like a dandelion like drift.

Those initial breezes grow up constantly, which makes the wind blow suddenly, and countless petals fly like rain, which fascinates people's sight.

The flowers are becoming charming.

In the sea of flowers, the powerful people in wuhundian can't see what happened inside.

The golden white tiger roars up to the sky, and the brilliance blooms out of his eyes, forming two columns of energy, which pierce his body in front of the whirling flower tornado.

The strong men in the hall of martial spirit watched this trial.

By Wang Jiangang's means, they never believed that the sea of flowers in front of them would be so simple.

The golden column of light sank into it, calm and penetrating from the other side.

"Let me try!"

Some people in the crowd said in a deep voice, wearing heavy armor, looking directly at the flower tornado in front of them.

"Be careful!"

Although so many people are so afraid of a soul saint that they feel a little humiliated, all these things are insignificant compared with their own lives.

In the shadow field, Dai mubai frowned and said, "is the Dean OK?"

Facing hundreds of enemies is enough to make anyone feel numb.

"Look at the situation."

Fland sighed. He was just a soul fighter. If it was him, it would be enough for him to drink a pot of three or two in the face of hundreds of enemies.

But now it's Wang Jian, their mysterious and seemingly omnipotent Dean, who is facing all this.

The results are still unknown.

The soul saint in heavy armor is under the gaze of the martial spirit hall. After taking a deep breath, he opens the soul skill of the Defense Department, looks directly at the hualongjuan in front of him and begins to explore.

Ding!

Ding!!

When he just touched the tornado, his face changed a little. These flying petals were even more dangerous than he imagined. Countless petals jingled into the energy shield outside his body, rapidly consuming the defense of the energy shield.

In an instant, thousands of petals attacked him, and the energy shield that was enough to resist the Holy Spirit's attack consumed more than half of the energy in an instant.

His face changed greatly and he withdrew quickly.

There was a terrible silence around, and the faces of all the people who belonged to the martial spirit hall were gloomy and frightening.

The head of several soul fighting Luo is ugly, they never thought that a soul saint can repeatedly force them into an embarrassing situation.

All of a sudden, an old woman in several soul fights opened her mouth.

"Just now when you attacked, the petals in front of you seemed to fluctuate a little."

"We can disrupt the movement of these petals with a lot of attacks, and then let some people pass quickly."

"I have a vague feeling that we have to rush in as soon as possible, or the consequences will be unimaginable."

As the old woman's voice fell, several other soul fighters in the martial spirit hall looked at each other and nodded.

"Everyone attack! The soul master of agility department is ready

All of a sudden, the soul masters of wuhundian began to attack hualongjuan.

When these attacks fall, there are some problems in the operation of tornado.

Wang Jian, located in the center of the flower tornado, now holds three gorgeous flames in his hand. Under his control, the three flames are gradually merging.

With the soul skill and energy attack flying over his head, he slowly lowered his head and focused on the fire in his hand.

"Come on, the present is ready for you."

As his voice fell, the three flames were perfectly fused together, forming a gorgeous flame lotus in his hands, with terrible energy waves.

"Shua!"

"Shua!"

Just at this time, the sky came a burst of empty sound, there is a strong spirit hall through the flower tornado rushed in.

In the flower tornado, it is extremely quiet.

And in the most central position, they found that Wang Jian was standing there quietly, holding a gorgeous fire lotus in his hand, looking at them calmly, and there seemed to be some irony in his eyes.

Just when they were in suspense, someone noticed that the speed of the tornado behind it seemed to start to slow down.

The outside world, knowing all this, other strong men in the martial spirit hall began to burst in one after another.

Soon, they and before the first to enter the strong together surprised looking at the middle of the most motionless sword.

Several soul fighters entered, and someone frowned at Wang Jian.

Suddenly, all his attention was on the Huolian in Wang Jian's hand. There was a kind of dangerous feeling in his heart, which made him tremble.

incorrect! something the matter!

When he noticed Wang Jian's calm smile, there was a terrified roar in his heart.

Almost without any hesitation, he yelled around: "get out of here!"

"Run? Where are you going? "

Wang Jian showed a bright smile, the fire lotus in his hand gently pushed to the sky.

At his feet, the shadow devoured him.

When the gorgeous fire lotus separated from Wang Jian's hand, there was a sense of inexplicable fear in the hearts of all the martial spirit halls.

The sea of flowers has fallen, and bibidong in the distance also looks here.

Seeing the flame lotus, her heart jumped.

Her figure is jumping into the air, ready to rescue, but see a touch of indescribable light blooming.

Boom!

The sky full of flames began to cover the surrounding sky. The terrible energy overturned the heaven and earth, and devoured the terrified warriors in the hall of martial spirit.

Fire, like the tentacle of death!