The stunning cannon fodder relies on the beauty of the world to kill the crazy Shura field

In the end, Di Feitian couldn't resist Huai Yan and collected the hideous and bloody carnivorous plant.

Huai Yan just flipped his palm lightly, and like a magic trick, a gorgeous double-petaled hibiscus flower appeared in his hand.

The pale pink petals are stacked layer upon layer, as if they were carefully carved, and each petal looks so delicate and soft, as if it would break with the slightest touch.

As the breeze blows, the petals tremble slightly, like a shy girl dancing, while emitting an intoxicating fragrance that is refreshing and refreshing.

Di Feitian opened his eyes wide, his eyeballs almost falling out of his sockets.

He stared at the double-petaled hibiscus, his heart filled with shock.

You know, although the underworld where they are has a vast sea of ​​flowers, all of those flowers are underworld flowers, which only have the form but not the substance.

Ever since the shocking war hundreds of thousands of years ago, the Flower God of that time, Huai Yan, who was revered as the Lord of Taiyin by the world, sealed the Chaos Demon Ancestor Sikong Mingyuan with his own soul.

Since then, all the flowers in the world have withered and died, as if they had lost the source of life.

The old flower god of the flower god clan was heartbroken over the death of his beloved son. As a result, all the flowers in the flower god world lost their vitality and never recovered. The glorious scene of blooming flowers in the past could never be reproduced again.

It can be said that if there is a truly fresh and beautiful flower in this world, it must be the double-petaled hibiscus in front of us.

When this flower suddenly appeared, it made the sky and the earth pale in comparison, and the sun and the moon lost their brilliance. It instantly overshadowed the lifeless dark flowers around it.

Di Feitian felt itchy at the sight. He couldn't help but reach out and touch those beautiful petals.

But he didn't notice that Huai Yan's expression was a little shy and weird.

"Yanbao, this flower is so beautiful, please give it to me, please give it to me, please..." Di Feitian swallowed his saliva, his eyes full of excitement, he reached out again, carefully touched the delicate pistil, and even poked it with his fingers.

However, the next moment.

The hibiscus flower branch turned into an afterimage, as fast as lightning, and directly gave Di Feitian a big fight, and also uttered a cold spit: "Bah, hooligan, where are you touching?"

Emperor Feitian: ...

"Yanbao, your flowers are too bullying!" Di Feitian covered his face and looked at Huai Yan with resentment.

If it were someone else, the Shura God would have killed both the man and the flower long ago.

But the person opposite was Huai Yan, and the one who hit him in the face was the flower transformed by Huai Yan. Even the voice of the flower was exactly the same as Huai Yan's.

Huai Yan touched the raised red mark on his face and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Di Feitian nodded like a chick pecking at rice, his voice filled with tears: "It hurts, Yanbao, before I could react, it hit me in the face with a stick..."

"It's right that it hurts, because this flower is a breath of my breath. Don't touch it carelessly! Bah, hooligan!" Huai Yan blushed and looked at him unhappily.

"............" Di Feitian's silence was deafening. His forehead was throbbing and he muttered to himself, "I was saying that flower petals, how could they be so soft and elastic? A bit like p..."

Before he could finish his words, someone covered his mouth with his hand! "Shut up!"

Huai Yan suddenly became furious, grabbed the back of his collar and disappeared on the spot.

............

Huai Yan had just spread out his spiritual sense and collected some information from the underworld officials of the Palace of Pluto.

Those responsible for offering sacrifices to the Flower God Temple are King Qin Guang and King Chu Jiang of the Ten Courts of Hell.

Hades locked himself in the Temple of Flower and refused to go out. Only these two people could get close to him.

So when Huai Yan and Di Feitian appeared again, they transformed into the appearance of King Qin Guang and King Chu Jiang, and swaggered into the Flower God Temple from the back door, holding double-petaled hibiscus flowers.

at the same time.

On the top floor of the Flower God Temple, inside the blood-colored formation in the sea of ​​flowers.

Pluto Fusheng's eyes were closed, his face was deathly pale, and he lay quietly in a huge coffin.

His figure looked even more desolate and lonely under the dim netherfire.

In Pluto's arms, he was holding a statue of the goddess of flowers. The statue was lifelike, as if it would wake up at any time.

However, the reality is cruel.

The flower god has left him forever.

This cold statue was carved by him based on the appearance of the person in his memory. It is beautiful and lifelike, and has become the eternal sustenance and comfort in his heart.

Lou Fusheng's eyes were solemn and deep, tears quietly slid down from the corners of his eyes, fell on the statue of the goddess of flowers, and then slowly flowed along the outline of the statue, and finally sank into the ink-black coffin.

"Banquet, banquet..."

"From now on, I will no longer be able to accompany you. I have searched for years and finally found the Chaos Sacred Artifact - the Scroll of Time and Space. With this artifact, I can travel back in time, return to the day of the great war, and personally slay the Heavenly Demon God to avenge your shame."

"I will shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting the world. I will perish with that demon, and from now on, you and the other six souls of Taichu will live in peace. I only wish you well, well..."

The incomparably handsome man hugged the statue and the scroll of time and space tightly, crying hoarsely, his tone low and solemn.

The unspeakable affection and despair between the lines make people feel pity.

The sudden crying startled two sneaky figures downstairs.

"Prince Qin Guang" Huai Yan and "Prince Chu Jiang" Di Feitian suddenly stopped and looked at each other, seeing shock in each other's eyes.

"I didn't expect that the kid Pluto would report this plan! He actually planned to use the Chaos Sacred Artifact, the Scroll of Time and Space, to travel through time and space, return to the past, and then detonate his soul and die together with the Demon God!" Di Feitian said in shock, and quickly sent a message to Huai Yan.

"We must stop him!" Huai Yan's face changed. He grabbed Di Feitian and teleported to the top floor with his men.

...............

The top floor is covered with clusters of beautiful and enchanting flowers, but there is always a strong smell of blood.

In the center of the flower cluster, within a blood-colored formation, a black coffin lay horizontally.

It is surrounded by thick iron pillars, on which are carved all kinds of ferocious and hideous totems.

The man in the coffin was holding a sculpture that looked exactly like Huai Yan and was kissing the sculpture's lips.

Emperor Feitian, Huaiyan:!!!!!

Their expressions froze, and then the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

Huai Yan's lips trembled with anger, and the breath was stuck in his throat and couldn't come out.

When Di Feitian saw that bastard desecrating Huai Yan's sculpture, he was furious.

His face was dark, and the terrifying power of the Shura God erupted from his body as he grabbed at the person in the coffin!

"You bastard, take your dirty hands off me!"

…………

Notice the intrusion of strangers.

The man in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes, and extremely terrifying netherworld power erupted from his body.

"Looking for death!" Lou Fusheng's pupils turned scarlet. He hugged the sculpture in his arms and kicked Di Feitian away!

"Puff--" Di Feitian spat out a mouthful of blood, took a few steps back in embarrassment before he stood firm, his face became even paler.

"Who is this monster that dares to hurt me? You are courting death!"

The Hades roared, his body suddenly growing larger. In the blink of an eye, he grew into a gigantic monster about a thousand feet tall, with three heads and six arms, looking down at the two little ants on the ground...

"Who are you? Why did you break into the Flower God Temple, trespass into the forbidden area, and disturb the peace of the underworld!" Lou Fusheng frowned slightly, his tone cold.

Di Feitian was half dead: "How come he is so powerful? Yan Bao, I can't beat him. It seems that in order to self-destruct and die together with the Heavenly Demon God, he has been practicing the forbidden netherworld technique for many years! But he didn't recognize you, what should I do, baby? He must have been damaged by the forbidden technique and became mentally retarded!"

Emperor Feitian usually looks cool and awesome, with an arrogant look that looks down on the world.

But at this moment, it was as noisy as a sparrow, chirping non-stop in Huaiyan's ears.

Huai Yan's face turned dark as he stared coldly at the Hades in front of him, his voice icy and piercing.

"What a majestic Pluto!"

Lou Fusheng heard the voice and his eyes lingered on Huai Yan. A hint of doubt and pain flashed across his eyes. But soon, he regained his indifferent expression.

"Hmm?" The man narrowed his eyes and looked at Huai Yan dangerously. His huge hand carefully grabbed the double-petaled hibiscus flower in Huai Yan's palm.

The delicate fragrance of the hibiscus flower was refreshing and soothed the madness deep in his heart and the violent sea of ​​consciousness.

He looked intoxicated, and the blood color in his eyes gradually faded.

"Who are you?" He looked at Huai Yan with a puzzled look on his face.

"I love your flowers. Leave them here and go. Don't come again, or I will kill you."

Pluto's figure gradually recovered, dragging his exhausted and heavy body.

He hugged the statue of the goddess of flowers and prepared to go back to the coffin to sleep.

Huai Yan and the others now appeared as subordinates of Hades, King Qin Guang and King Chu Jiang, but Lou Fusheng didn't even recognize his own subordinates.

This proves that Di Feitian’s guess was correct.

This man has been locking himself in this dark place for hundreds of thousands of years, practicing the forbidden art of the underworld day and night to improve his own strength. He has surprisingly reached the level of a Zhoutian god.

Huai Yan snorted lightly, waved his right hand, and the invincible golden body power in his palm suddenly burst out, binding him.

Pluto was suddenly unable to move.

He was furious, staring at Huai Yan with bloodshot eyes.

"This king will kill you..."

Snapped--

"You can try it!" Huai Yan's eyes turned red with anger. He raised his hand and slapped him.

There was a loud slap, and the atmosphere froze instantly.

Emperor Feitian's pupils trembled and he felt numb.

He couldn't help but give Huai Yan a thumbs up, his face full of admiration and shock.

Pluto's cheeks felt burning with pain, and he was so angry that his brain felt like it was about to explode.

"You are so bold! Do you know who I am? I am the Lord of the Underworld, Fu Sheng of Pluto Tower! Today, you will surely die!"

He roared like thunder, and his pressure shook the underworld.

Huai Yan looked up and met his gaze, his eyes indifferent and his tone calm.

"I see. Ha, a Pluto King who doesn't properly manage order in the underworld, but instead indulges in a life of drunkenness and dreams, traveling through time and space, and even wastes the people's money and resources by having all the gods and ghosts of the underworld go about planting flowers. Lou Fusheng, are you crazy?"

Huaiyan's words were sharp, and every word pierced Lou Fusheng's heart.

Pluto's face turned ashen, he gnashed his teeth in anger, and was about to go berserk in an instant.

"What's wrong? Are you angry and embarrassed?" Huai Yan sneered and suppressed him with the power of his invincible golden body. Lou Fusheng could not resist and could only let out bursts of beast-like growls.

"Yes, yes, that's it, Yanbao, teach him a lesson!" Di Feitian had just been kicked in the chest by Hades, and he was so angry that his teeth were itching. He was cheering for Huai Yan from the side, and shouting for support was not enough, so he ran over and kicked Hades in the face.

Pluto suddenly saw stars and his nose bled.

With his current strength, he could be said to be unrivaled in heaven and earth, even more powerful than the Taichu Tianjun of the past. But who were these two people before him? They actually had the ability to bind him. They could even break through his Pluto power and injure him.

What was even stranger was that he could feel that the other party was even using healing magic to heal his wounds.

The violently churning, long-broken sea of ​​consciousness gradually began to repair and merge, turning into a black ocean and soon returning to normal.

Even the boiling countercurrent of air instantly calmed down and returned to normal operation.

When Huai Yan discovered the backlash in his body, he used the power of the Yin-Yang Record of Immortality to eradicate the hidden injuries in his sea of ​​consciousness and body caused by the forbidden technique of the Netherworld.

The Pluto's handsome face was completely distorted, swollen like a pig's. He stared at Di Feitian angrily, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

Di Feitian looked arrogant and snorted coldly, "You deserve it, you bastard!"

Lou Fusheng's face was pale, his cheeks were swollen, and he clenched his fists.

After Huai Yan cured his hidden injuries, his blood-red eyes gradually regained their clarity.

Huai Yan felt relieved when he saw this.

"Pluto, open your eyes and look carefully at who I am!"

Huai Yan's face was icy cold. Only then did he wipe away the illusion on his face.

Di Feitian put his hands on his waist, raised his right foot and stepped on the coffin board, and echoed repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Lou, quickly open your eyes and take a closer look at who is standing in front of you!"