Fast and slow through the ever-changing life

Chapter 517 Phantom God Flower Moon (47) Second Watch

The main hall of the Illusion Temple is empty, with only two light curtains showing the rotating scenes in the Illusion Temple.

Seeing Tian Muya appearing coldly, he stood up from his seat.

She seems to know this person?Soul loathed to tear it to shreds.

Greedy breathed the air, Lengqing's eyes were full of excitement, such a strong breath of life, that person she might know had a strong vitality in his body.

If you kill this person yourself, you can, you can get rid of everything, and you don't have to absorb the lives of those poor-quality ants.

Those safflower vines controlled by coldness quickly attacked Tian Muya.

There was a whip in Tian Muya's hand, and the whole whip was black.

Gently twitch the vines that are flaring their teeth and claws, and pull the vines back. Those vines that were whipped by the whip immediately began to wilt and gradually wither.

One ear-piercing scream after another resounded in the Illusory Temple, and the vines growing from the sea of ​​red flowers howled in pain.

The vines quickly retracted to the ground and hid in the sea of ​​flowers, breaking off the broken branches that had been destroyed by the venom and withered.

Tian Muya snorted coldly, and swung his whip again.

It's not going back to the ground to break off the venom-infected frags that will stop the plant from wilting.

As long as one drop of this poison is contaminated, it will spread along the vines to the bottom of the roots, destroying the entire vine.

If there are connected vines, the full sea of ​​flowers will also rot.

Tian Muya drew his second whip and struck it directly into the sea of ​​flowers growing outside the palace. Suddenly, a sea of ​​red flowers withered and withered.

And the black air hidden in the sea of ​​flowers floats and dances in the air.

The shriveled flowers exposed the bones that had been hidden underneath.

Most of those bones were left behind by the illusionists in the Illusion Temple.

They never thought in their life that the person who killed them in the end would be the Palace Master they have always admired the most.

Suck away the raw rice and souls of the magicians of the Illusory Temple, and use their bones to nourish these evil red flowers.

In the end, the remaining bones will be used as weapons to deal with outsiders, making them embark on the same path of no return as the magicians of the Illusory Temple.

A large area of ​​red flowers died, and those flowers were so frightened that they kept retreating, leaving an empty space.

Without the palace of red flowers, the red mist that disturbed people's heart and life also receded.

But those resentful souls flying in mid-air rushed towards the crowd.

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Dongfang Yue and his team finally arrived at the square outside the Fantasy Temple after two days of trekking.

Scattered corpses can be seen all over the square.

These bones are the [-] magicians who acted privately before.

An illusionist behind Dongfang Qie looked a little excited after seeing these corpses.

He got off the back of the phantom beast he was riding on and ran excitedly to the square outside the phantom temple.

A vine flew over quickly, and instantly turned into hundreds.

Thousands of vines sprouted from the ground, trying to turn the invading Holy Sky illusionist into a pile of bones.

"Get lost!" Shengtian Illusionist cried out in grief, cutting off the vines attacking him with a single sword.

The vines that fell to the ground split into independent entities in the blink of an eye, pierced into the ground and attacked again.

These vines cannot be killed by force, only the black poison can kill this red vine.

These vines grow on the bones.

The vines feed on the vitality of the bones and grow.

What they are most afraid of are dirty and poisonous things. The extreme of life is death, and the extreme of death is life.

This sea of ​​red flowers is extremely deadly, so another attribute must be used to overcome it.

A huge white bird flew across the sky, with a large jar hooked on the soles of its feet.

The big bird flew to the sky above the Illusory Temple, and threw down the big jar hooked in its claws.

Black water droplets fell from the sky above the Fantasy Temple onto the sea of ​​red flowers.

In Dongfang Xie's hand was a whip similar to Tian Muya's, and he hit it directly into the outer square of the Illusory Temple, and pulled out the Holy Heaven Illusionist who was trapped by vines and could not escape.

As soon as the vines touched the dancing whip of Dongfang Xie, they retreated quickly.

The Shengtian Illusion Master had long been jealous, and among those bones happened to be the descendants of his family.

At this moment, the Holy Heaven Illusionist hated the Illusion Temple.

Hate poisoned cold feelings.

His son and grandson all followed, and they just disappeared.

The black raindrops fall in the sea of ​​flowers, dripping on the petals, and the sea of ​​red flowers can be seen to wither quickly with the naked eye.

A terrifying scream spread throughout the Illusionary Temple for thousands of miles.

"Are they alive?" A female illusionist turned pale with fright, and many illusionists turned pale.

After the sea of ​​flowers withered, the true appearance of the Illusory Temple was revealed. The ground made of dead bones several meters high was the true appearance of the Illusory Temple.

Most of these dead bones are those who were killed after Leng Qing became the master of the Illusory Temple, and buried them all under the ground of the Illusory Temple, covering them with formations.

Lengqing was originally a magician blessed by heaven, and her luck was very good since she was born.

But she slowly changed her excellent luck and became what she is today, all because of a man.

That was a Lu family who amazed time.

A man whom Leng Qing loved and hated her whole life, and who ruined herself.

How humble Lengqing is in front of him, but he doesn't want to take another look at Lengqing.

How can I be inferior to my sister?The same face, the same family background, why the man just didn't want to take a second look.

Leng Qing is very jealous of her compatriot sister, obviously she was the one who met that person first, not Leng Yan.

If Leng Qing had never met the phantom god of the Lu family who had been extolled for tens of thousands of years, she would not have violated her natural destiny.

He waved his hands coldly to remove the light curtain in front of him, put on a long black robe, and slowly walked out of the main hall of the Illusory God Temple that had been sitting behind him for countless years.

That person attaches great importance to this continent and the Lu family, and that indifference will destroy everything that person cherishes, and make him hate indifference forever.

If you can't love deeply, then hate deeply.

The soul-extracted young master of the Lu family is a bit like a cold-hearted man who loves and hates at the same time.

But he wasn't that person after all.

Looking up at the sky coldly, with a gentle expression, she looked at Lu Huayue who was riding on a mythical bird flying in the sky.

After waiting for so many years, she finally saw that face again.

Laughed coldly.

Going around in circles for countless years, sealing her memory again and again to make herself forget that man, but she still couldn't forget it.

No matter how many billions of years pass, I will never forget it.

How could she forget, it was engraved in her soul.

All the red evil flowers in the Temple of Illusion withered, and the illusionists who crusaded against Lengqing entered the Temple of Illusion and began to search for treasures everywhere.

Tens of thousands of ghosts floated out from under the withered red evil flowers and attacked the illusionists who tried to destroy the illusion temple.

That's their thing!Don't even try to take any of these outsiders.

(End of this chapter)