Returning to the Valley of Flowers from the sea, the valley is full of misery, and there are probably not many people left in the last batch of people who came in. Even the Empress noticed a strong unpleasant smell in the drifting breath.
"The demonic energy is soaring into the sky." Xifeng looked at the heavy miasma under the hillside, with no joy in his eyes, only full of worry, she sighed, "Don't talk about mortals, even demon hunters must be afraid of this miasma."
The Empress asked, "Where have your two divine beasts gone?"
The terrain of the Valley of Flowers is complex and spacious, and there is no trace of the small fire when the west wind looks down from the top. She didn't want to spend too much energy to find someone, but now that she can't find Xiaohuo, the road ahead will be difficult. She didn't want Qingyuan to waste her spiritual power, and if she got close to the female demon, she would restrain him, so what should I do? It's better to preserve her strength.
"Wait."
Xifeng again condensed blood beads on his fingers, dripping to the ground, and the underground roots smelled the blood, but he was afraid and did not dare to go forward to absorb it. The blood bead penetrated the ground, like a fish swimming underground, looking for the place where the small fire was.
"I found it." Xifeng looked at Qingyuan, squinting his eyes into a slit, "Master Qinglong, I heard that you have recovered your spiritual power?"
Qing Yuan raised his hand quite consciously: "Hold you."
West Wind rushed in front of him, happily waiting for a hug. But seeing him stretch out his hand towards the Empress again, Xifeng's expression changed, and he hugged his hands and stared, "No!"
He actually wants to hug another girl, he needs to be beaten again, right
Qing Yuan asked suspiciously, "Why am I not allowed to build a spiritual mask for the Empress, or I will be poisoned to death if I go down."
"...Aren't you going to hug her?"
"No hug, I just hug you."
Xifeng's face turned even redder, he hugged him and said, "I knew I wouldn't have a chance to beat you."
Qing Yuan frowned, always wanting to beat him, why did he always want to beat him.
The Empress looked at the two of them, turned her back with her hands behind her back, and waited for them to finish.
Satisfied, Xifeng took the initiative to withdraw from his arms and said with a smile, "Go ahead."
Qing Yuan, who was no longer disturbed by the demon tree, quickly built a spiritual shield for the Empress, and then hugged Xifeng and flew down with the Empress.
The Empress knew some mysterious techniques, but it was the first time to fly by the wind. When people are in high places, they can see the scene on the ground more clearly.
The land of the Valley of Flowers has been dyed red, like a large dye vat that has been poured with red dye. Those who entered were all covered in blood, and the smell of blood floated up into the air, piercing the nose, making it uncomfortable.
Xifeng pointed the way and flew in the direction of Xiaohuo, but after a while, a red shadow was already seen.
"small fire-"
Xiao Huo, who was driving the blood vine, heard the cry, looked up, and saw the west wind falling from the sky, flying towards it through the heavy miasma. The man in Tsing Yi who was holding her down was Qinglong. It was slightly unexpected, Qinglong regained his divine power
Then why is Baili Shenjun still a sick seedling, and now he is still lying on its back and has no strength, and he has to use his spiritual power to build a wall to protect him.
In the blink of an eye, Qingyuan had already stopped in front of it with Xifeng in his arms, his feet did not land, and he was hanging in the air. Xifeng got down from his arms and hugged Xiaohuo's big nose: "I'm going to worry to death."
Xiao Huo was not moved, he snorted twice and said, "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
Everyone is so familiar with it, so don't act, it won't believe it.
Xifeng smiled: "Quickly become a fire rat."
"Then don't you have to burn the whole valley. There are so many people here, do you want them to be barbecued?"
"The more and more these monsters are cut, the only thing they are afraid of is fire."
The small fire is clear, and there is no scruples. As soon as the thought arises, the spiritual energy in the whole body suddenly ignites, and the figure becomes even larger. It stands impressively in the valley of flowers. dare to approach.
A blood vine that Yue'er was still fighting in the distance suddenly struggled violently. It held on tightly, and saw the blood vine's head tilted and turned into ashes directly in its hands. It was stunned, not knowing what happened. Suddenly I felt a heat wave coming, I looked up, I saw a mighty fire beast with red hair, standing between heaven and earth.
It looked straight, no matter how many times it looked at it, it felt that this little mouse... No, this fire beast is the most powerful monster it has ever seen. Of course, Qinglong does not count.
Too bad the big monster already has an owner.
Yue'er clapped the ashes on her hands, and was about to fly there, when she saw the white-faced scholar still standing beside the rock, stretched out her little claws and grabbed him, and flew there.
Xiaohuo's flame is really effective against evil spirits, and Xifeng can clearly feel that the evil spirits around him are fleeing wildly, and they have already escaped without a shadow. Even Qingyuan felt that the outside would not be so uncomfortable, he thought, holding Xifeng and moving closer to Xiaohuo.
"little mouse-"
A group of black clouds rushed from mid-air, hitting the ground, and the dust flew up, causing the flames on Xiao Huo's body to be tilted by three inches.
Yue'er staggered a few steps to stop, put down the scholar who was about to be strangled by it, shook her body and turned into a girl again: "I'm so stupid, why didn't I think of using fire, I'm exhausted to death."
The white-faced scholar's face was originally white, but now it's even whiter. He leaned against the tree and coughed a few times. Seeing that Xifeng sympathized with him - whether it was a dragon or a small briquettes, they were all monsters who didn't know how to control their strength. mortal.
"Scholar, do you want to continue? We are going to the giant tree, the hinterland of the Valley of Flowers. It may be very dangerous for you to go there with a mortal."
The white-faced scholar smiled bitterly: "Is there a way out now? Going back is also a dead end, so I might as well go with you."
Xifeng thinks about it and thinks it is right, unless Xiaohuo can cover him all the way out, then he can be safe, but Xiaohuo can't go. Now that the bloodthirsty banshee can be solved, the crisis of the entire flower country and the foreign guests can be lifted, and the entire island's people will be in danger just for one person, Xifeng will not do this.
"Then you follow."
"Thank you girl."
Xifeng jumped on Xiaohuo's back, wanting to see where the giant tree was, but as soon as he went up, he saw Baili Qingfeng paralyzed there. Qing Yuan, who came up later, also saw it, and then saw Xifeng running to his friend's side, squatting down and touching his face. Qing Yuan stepped forward a few steps and said, "My friend, you have also been engulfed by evil energy."
Baili Qingfeng, who was lying on Xiaohuo's crimson fur, was only beginning to wake up now, and he said weakly: "My friend, this feeling is like someone cramped and turned into a boneless cake..."
Qing Yuan watched Xifeng's hand grasping his friend's wrist and probed for his spiritual power, and immediately changed it over to build a spiritual shield for him. Seeing that he smelled of vinegar again, Xifeng pursed his lips and smiled, and when he looked in the distance, there was no trace of the giant tree, and he didn't know if the banshee hid the tree, or if ordinary people couldn't see the tree at all.
She thought about it, jumped down, and went to the Empress to show her the way.
Baili Qingfeng, who was recovering his strength, saw that he was full of energy, and asked, "My friend, why are you nothing at all?"
Qing Yuan said: "Because I am very powerful."
Baili Qingfeng didn't even have the strength to roll his eyes, but it gradually became less uncomfortable. When he realized that his friend was still sending him spiritual power, he tried to withdraw his hand, but he didn't. He secretly sighed that although his friend was vicious, he still cared about him in the end.
"Friend, don't waste your spiritual energy anymore."
"No." Qing Yuan said stubbornly, "If you can't stand up, the west wind will carry you."
"... How could the West Wind girl carry me back?"
"As good as she is, she will definitely help the weak."
Baili Qingfeng almost suffocated in one breath: "Why am I weak! And there is a man who will let the girl carry it, and the girl will not do it, and the man will not do it."
Qing Yuan suddenly paused: "A man won't let a girl back?"
"Of course not." Baili Qingfeng suddenly guessed something, and raised his eyes, "Could it be... You let Miss Xifeng carry you?"
Qing Yuan paused again and said categorically, "No!"
"Hey."
"..." Qing Yuan, who was dismantled by him on the spot, stood up immediately, and whoever thought about it would see Xifeng bringing the Empress up. He turned away immediately and didn't look at her.
No wonder the West Wind was so angry at that time.
When Xifeng came up, he saw his very depressed back. After looking at him, he asked Baili Qingfeng, "What's wrong with him?"
Baili Qingfeng, who was already full of energy, said leisurely: "Probably because of the fact that he found out that he is a stupid dragon."
"Qing Yuan is not stupid." Xifeng looked at the extremely lonely back and said, "No one is as powerful as him, and no one is as smart as him."
Baili Qingfeng looked at her, who was protecting the short, with a clear laugh, clearly despising him as a friend on weekdays. His eyes wandered, but he saw the woman standing behind her. His waist suddenly stood straighter and walked towards her: "Miss Zhong, long time no see."
The Empress nodded politely at him, without answering, she pointed directly into the distance, and said to Xifeng, "There is where the giant tree is. You can only see it if you are within ten feet."
"This tree is really amazing." Xifeng sighed, walking up to Xiaohuo's head, passing Qingyuan who was standing straight, stretched out his hand and took his hand and led it forward.
Qing Yuan, who was led forward by her, looked at Xi Feng's profile and said silently, "I will carry you from now on."
Xifeng looked back at him who said it seriously, smiled and nodded: "Okay."
Qing Yuan was no longer angry with himself, and took a few quick steps to lead her.
Xiaohuo, whose back was trampled by a bunch of people, waited on the spot with a good temper, but Yue'er saw a bunch of people walking around on its back, she was curious, stood under its nose and raised her head and asked, "They stepped on like this. You, aren't you angry?"
Xiaohuo looked down at it, no, it was looking at her, Yue'er, who turned into a white and pure water girl, is really strange: "Why are you angry?"
"Because you are a big monster, and big monsters don't like being stepped on like this."
"Of course not, but they are all friends of Zephyr."
"Oh..." Yue'er came back to her senses and said, "But I'm not a friend of Xifeng."
Xiaohuo paused: "You... hiccup."
"..." The big monster never burps! Yue'er felt that it did not have the majesty of a big monster at all. The big monster should have a heart to dominate the six worlds, rather than being a spiritual beast for mortals.
Ke Yue'er also felt that she was quite happy to follow the demon hunter around the world.
wrong! This is not right! A monster has to look like a monster.
Yue'er firmed up her thoughts again, and she was almost shaken.
Xiaohuo looked at the girl Shui Ling, who was in deep thought, with a solemn expression on her face, and then... silently hiccupped.
It was almost sunset, and in the valley, there was almost no sound of people, and there were no birds and beasts. Except for the group of them, it seemed that all living creatures were silent in the ground.
Xifeng has been looking for her senior brother and sister Meiren all the way. If he finds it, let them come up together. Although senior brother's ability will never do anything to kill her, and she also believes that he can leave in his own right, she is still worried.
The six people sat on the back of Xiaohuo and flew towards the giant tree. The closer you get there, the more suffocating you feel. It was almost a giant tree, and the miasma attacked, and no one could be seen on the ground. The closer he walked, the closer even Xiao Huo felt, unable to completely resolve the rich miasma.
Even the spiritual hood set by Qing Yuan himself had cracks.
Baili Qingfeng was surprised: "What kind of monster is this?"
"It's a demon or a demon that specializes in dealing with the realm of the gods." Qing Yuan raised his hand and flicked, repairing the crack for everyone.
The red hair on Xiaohuo's body has been dyed by the black gas so that it is no longer as red and bright. Yue'er clutched its ears tightly. If it fell out of physical strength, she wanted to protect it immediately.
Suddenly, Xifeng saw a bright and clean place, a valley that had been shrouded in miasma, and there should have been no clean place. But there was obviously a miasma purged there, more powerful than the flames of a small fire.
Surprised in her heart, she hurriedly opened her heavenly eyes to see that on the turbid ground, there was a bright pearl emitting a dazzling light, so piercing that the demonic aura did not dare to get close.
He walked all the way, and the demonic energy retreated all the way. Pearl floated on his head, retreating from the evil spirits.
But on closer inspection, it doesn't seem to be a bead.
She has seen.
I saw it when I was in Corn Village.
She was immediately stunned, jumped off Xiaohuo's back, landed in front of the man who was approaching the tree, and looked at him with a stunned expression: "Senior brother."
Wuying saw her suddenly fall, and was about to ask her how she was, but she looked wrong. She suddenly remembered what he was using, and her cold face immediately froze.
Xifeng stared blankly at the person who used the spiritual spring to purify the miasma, and his eyes were inconceivable: "Why... do you have the spiritual spring spirit of the Corn Village?"