Chapter 485

Zeng Xiaoyu collected dozens of bottles of wood rain in succession. Seeing that there were very few of them, he put away the jade bottle and continued to fly towards the top of the mountain.

Zeng Xiaoyu flies over a forest composed of towering trees and comes to a sea of flowers blooming all over the mountains and fields.

The delicate and colorful flowers compete with each other, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers is coming, which makes people want to indulge in the hotbed of flower fragrance.

Zeng Xiaoyu stood in front of the sea of flowers, closed his eyes and was intoxicated. Suddenly, he was surprised.

He came here to find the traces of Jiang Qianxue, not to enjoy the beautiful scenery here.

When Zeng Xiaoyu was in such a daze, a group of gorgeous women, dressed in various gorgeous clothes, suddenly flew out of the sea of flowers and met Zeng Xiaoyu.

"The maidservant was sent by the ten ancestors of Qingmu mountain to welcome the distinguished guests from afar and go to the banquet!"

These women dress up enchanting, temperament delicate flowers, there is no popularity on the body, but exudes a touch of enchantment and the smell of plants and flowers.

Looking at the sea of flowers in front of her, Zeng Xiaoyu can conclude that these women are not human beings, but should be flower demons.

Zeng Xiaoyu frowned slightly. He was still fighting to death, but this time he was so kind as to invite him to the banquet. What's the idea of this fight?

But look at these women all face to contain Jiao smile to look at him, seem to have no malice.

Zeng nodded his head and said, "please lead the way."

Zeng Xiaoyu follows a group of beautiful flower demons through a sea of flowers and comes to a pavilion in the middle of the sea of flowers.

Inside the pavilion, there are eight men, two women and ten old people.

These old men, men and women, were wrinkled, gray haired and short in stature.

These people all exude a sense of vicissitudes.

However, the breath of each of these old people is very amazing, which has surpassed the period of primipara and reached a higher level.

But these people's bodies are illusory, which looks like the body of the yuan God.

Zeng Xiaoyu was surprised.

In a green wood mountain, there are ten beyond Yuanying's later existence!

No wonder even the Youming sect, the first sect in the mainland of Youzhou, dare not provoke here!

When a group of flower demons came to the pavilion, they introduced Zeng Xiaoyu with a smile: "these ten are the only surviving ancestors of my Qingmu mountain, the ten ancestors of Mei Lan Huai, Liu Yang, Bai sang, Li, Gui Hua!"

Zeng Xiaoyu hears the speech, the heart moves slightly, the secret way: originally these are the old tree to become the essence! Looking at the wrinkled faces of these people, I think each of them must have lived through countless years?

Zeng Xiaoyu is neither humble nor arrogant. He arched his hands and said, "Zeng Xiaoyu has seen your predecessors!"

The other nine old men all nodded, but one old man's face was a little gloomy, and he snorted coldly: "you are so brave, little doll! How dare you intrude into Qingmu mountain!

Do you know whose territory is Qingmu mountain?

Any one out of ten of us can crush you to death with coercion

The old man said, the astonishing pressure rushed out, just like the tide, to Zeng Xiaoyu.

In the face of the fierce pressure of the Huashen level master, Zeng Xiaoyu was not humble or arrogant. He just sneered and flicked, and a white flame appeared on his fingers.

Zeng Xiaoyu looked at the old man and said with a sneer: "although I am not the opponent of your predecessors!

But I have one or two interesting flames in my hand. I think if I throw this flame on the mountain before I die, you will be very happy? "

Zeng Xiaoyu deliberately shook the fire of shaking his fingers, and a terrible high temperature came out.

At the moment, not only the surrounding flower demons were scared out of color and kept retreating. Even the ten old people sitting in the pavilion also changed their faces slightly.

The true fire of samadhi is endless. Only one drop is enough to cause a fire that cannot be extinguished in the whole Qingmu mountain!

When the time comes, not only the children at the foot of the mountain, but even their old bodies will be burned down by the real fire of samadhi!

Although they have trained for hundreds of thousands of years, they have become the strong ones at the level of transforming gods. They can also live alone without the body.

However, without them, their strength will be greatly reduced.

This is not what they want to see.

"Ha ha, little friend, please don't be excited. Just now old Liu was just joking with you!

We ten old guys invited you here to make friends, not to fight and kill! "

At the moment, sitting in the middle of a face wrinkled as cypress bark of the old man suddenly ha ha smile.

Just as the old man's voice had just fallen, the gloomy old man suddenly took back his authority and put on a kind face.

"We all have no malice, little friend, please take the flame and speak!"

When Zeng Xiaoyu sees ten old friends soft, he nods and his mind moves. Samadhi's fire returns to his body.

After Zeng Xiaoyu put up the fire, a group of old guys looked at Zeng Xiaoyu with a trace of fear.Although their accomplishments are superb, they are not without weaknesses. Their noumenon is their weakness.

Usually, even if it is the ancestor of Youming sect, they will not be too afraid.

After all, if we talk about the supernatural powers, their ten immortal gods are no less than the ancestors of the Youming sect.

Moreover, in terms of quantity, there are many ancestors of the Youming sect.

But the only thing they have is fear of fire.

Of course, if you live to their age and have such accomplishments, not all fire is afraid.

What they are afraid of is the high-level spirit fire of Zeng Xiaoyu, samadhi fire!

Wood can make a fire. In front of the true fire of samadhi, its body is a pile of superior fuel!

When they saw Zeng Xiaoyu using the secret method of fire, they changed their arrogant attitude and became more polite.

"Please take your seat, little friend!"

Ten tree demons invited Zeng Xiaoyu to his seat.

Zeng Xiaoyu nodded, secretly let the body with samadhi fire from the bottom of his feet to dive into the ground.

He swaggered to the big round table and sat in an empty seat.

Zeng Xiaoyu just sat down, the flower demons brought a lot of spirit fruit and wine, and filled Zeng Xiaoyu with wine.

"These spirit wines are made from the spirit fruits and miraculous flowers of the mountain for tens of thousands of years. They taste mellow. Why don't you try them?"

Ten old people in the spiritual transformation period invited Zeng Xiaoyu to drink. In order to let Zeng Xiaoyu lay down his guard, he took the lead in drinking spirit wine.

Zeng Xiaoyu put the wine cup close to his nose, and a mellow smell of wine immediately came.

It contains a strong aura and medicine, so that Zeng Xiaoyu's spirit.

Zeng Xiaoyu knew that this should be the rare spirit wine of Qingmu mountain.

Zeng Xiaoyu is not afraid of any poison in the wine. With his invincible body, those poisons have no effect on him.

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