The three test disciples brought by Hu Li immediately turned their guns and grabbed him in unison.
Hu Li's face was full of despair, suddenly, he gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, "You want me to die, and I don't want you to have a good time either!"
Before he could drink, a magnetic core bead sewn on his chest was crushed by him.
A huge explosion erupted, so powerful that it was too late to stop it.
Hu Li was smashed to pieces on the spot, and the three closest disciples suffered only minor injuries.
Xu Yi, Yue Ziling, and Mu Guangming, who were a little farther away, had their own spirit shields to protect their bodies, and they didn't even hurt their fur.
However, the terrifying burst of anger rushed into the flowers, destroying all the ten mu of Lenga flowers that Mu Guangming was guarding.
The petals are all over the sky, the air waves are like the sea, and everyone looks at each other in blank dismay.
Even Yue Ziling's face was filled with heaviness.
It's really hard to explain the big scene in front of me with such changes.
At this moment, Sanskrit singing suddenly started on the mountain.
As Sanskrit sang, the bright moon in the sky, like a beautiful woman whose face was covered, suddenly lifted the tulle.
As soon as the bright moon shines, the sea of Lenga flowers all over the mountains suddenly blooms like lit stars, spreading out from near to far, full of holiness and beauty.
Accompanied by holy and Buddha-like Sanskrit sounds, the whole artistic conception is extremely ethereal.
The moon moved, the shadow moved, the brilliance shifted, and turned to the direction where Xu Yi and the others were. It was dark and steep, and it was extremely dazzling in the brilliance of the mountains.
At this moment, there was a commotion on the mountain, a huge commotion that even Xu Yi and the others, who were more than ten miles away, could clearly understand.
Mu Guangming's heart was up and down, and a feeling of powerlessness flooded his heart.
Yue Ziling couldn't help but look bitter, he had only just stepped into the inner sect, and this time it was the veteran immortal who led the team.
He really couldn't bear this kind of trouble, this thunder.
Sure enough, in a short while, a middle-aged man with a stern complexion rushed over, his clothes were the same as Yue Ziling's, and it was the fairy Liu Ziming who led the team from Ziji Pavilion this time.
"What's going on, who is responsible for this sea of flowers, stand up for me... Okay, Yue Ziling, you are here, come and tell me, what happened, do you know who was there, okay A Fahua meeting, because our Ziji Pavilion broke the atmosphere, isn't this in front of the Eight Immortal Gates and the Northern Holy Court, I Ziji Pavilion slaps myself!"
Liu Ziming was out of breath, and before he could settle down, he asked himself first.
They all thought that the immortals had lost their temper after being cultivated. In fact, the immortals who were raised in the "deep boudoir" rarely had a good temper.
Yue Ziling, whose face was darkened, was about to stand up, but Xu Yi stopped him, "This sea of flowers was destroyed in my hands. Brother Liu, you don't need to carry this pot."
"Bold!"
Liu Ziming was so angry that his beard fluttered, and someone appeared out of nowhere, and dared to call him a brother, something.
"Brother Liu, this fairy brother is called Wang Qianqiu."
Yue Ziling cupped his hands and said.
"What... hiss!"
Liu Ziming finished his sentence immediately, and the way he looked at Xu Yi changed immediately.
Xu Yi slightly cupped his hands at him and jumped towards the mountain peak.
When he first came, he was looking for the light, but he suddenly found an acquaintance, and suddenly found the good scene in front of him. He felt that he should really do something.
Xu Yicai soared into the air, and Liu Ziming followed closely behind.
Mu Guangming stared blankly at Xu Yiyuan's voice, and asked Yue Ziling, "What did this brother Wang do so amazingly that even Liu Xianjun was so surprised when he saw him?"
Yue Ziling glanced back at him, and said a word softly.
Mu Guangming was stunned, and Jiu Jiufang sighed, "It's really an unrivaled monster, it has always been like this, and it has never changed!"
Yue Ziling muttered, "Who the hell said no!"
"Yue Xianjun, what did you say!"
"It's nothing, you can give birth and rest. I went to the theater. I can guarantee with my head that someone will be unlucky again this time."
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"What's going on, Brother Liu, I need an explanation."
A beautiful woman in a palace costume said angrily, her temples were like ink, her eyebrows and eyes were swaying, and she was charming even when she was angry.
At this moment, the Yaoyue Peak and the open-air meeting place are decorated in an antique style, but without losing the dignity and splendor.
The ten-thousand-year-old killer whale bone powder molded into a person-high sky wax, exuding a brilliance comparable to the moon.
The carpets made of the armpit hair of West Pole edelweiss camels have spread out hundreds of thousands of feet.
A disciple of the Holy Clan, a senior official of the Holy Court, and a distinguished scholar of the Eight Great Immortal Sects.
The top figures in the entire holy court world gathered in Sibi to share the grand event.
Originally, everything went extremely smoothly, and the atmosphere of the entire venue was peaceful and warm.
After Dashi Danhua drank the Three Wars, the flute was on his lips, and the flute sounded, and the five thousand monks all over the mountain sang Sanskrit.
The sky is open and the moon is bright, the wind and heat are clear, the sea of three thousand Lenga flowers is in full bloom, the stars shine in the sky, receiving blessings and prolonging life, and reunion is auspicious.
What a grand occasion, what a glorious moment.
The hostess of this grand event, Mistress Jiayi, was full of ambition, and she couldn't help but gently scratched the jade back of Dashi Danhua who was sitting next to her, and said softly, "Today is such a grand event, the Holy Mother must be overjoyed, I pray to the Holy Mother A phoenix order to take you into my Jiayu Palace, so that you can talk to me about Buddhism all day long, okay?"
As soon as the hostess Jiayi's gossip was passed on, there was an uproar in the venue. She looked around and saw that the sea of Lenga flowers that had spread out one after another suddenly became bald.
It's as if a large piece of hair is missing on the top of the head of the stunning beauty.
If this matter gets out, the Holy Mother will lose face.
If the Holy Mother is not open, then what is the point of all her hard work and torment
The hostess Jiayi stood up on the ground, the sound of drinking fell, and a sound came from the north, "The dragon sees the sun, and the crane raises the young. The fire is upright in the sky, and the pearl is round the moon. Make a new gold box, and sing in front of the jade basket. What use is the Lenga Immortal when the Holy Mother honors the world."
The sound is grand and spreads everywhere.
The voice settled down, and the voices of praise came and went.
The hostess Jiayi had a good-looking face, and greeted the visitor, saying, "Such birthday poems are worthy of being sung at the Holy Mother's birthday feast, Your Excellency is a talented poet."
At this moment, Liu Ziming also stepped into the arena.
Mistress Jiayi's face immediately changed, "Brother Liu, what's going on, that area should belong to you to take care of Ziji Pavilion, and such a mistake has really made Ben Gong look so dull."
The human being who stepped in first said, "How can a mere lenga flower help the Sacred Heart? Moreover, the Sacred Heart of the Virgin Mary is independent and has the size of a celestial heart. A small lenga flower can help a lot."
"Besides, according to the records in "Grave Presentation" and "Nanhua Shuo", the Lenga flower was originally grown in the West Pole. It is sexually promiscuous and can be used as medicine to aphrodisiac. It seems to be so, and he has become infected with Buddha nature. In fact, it is not."
"Today's congratulations to the Holy Mother. The appearance of this flower is inappropriate. If a god descends today and makes this sea of Langa flowers lose its pulse, isn't it due to the grace of the Holy Mother, who is favored by the heart of heaven, so that the sea of evil flowers will be chaotic."