"I heard that the Ten Mile Peach Blossom Forest on Orange Island is very beautiful. We can go and enjoy it first."
"Well, it's all up to you."
The speaker was a handsome young man in green clothes, and beside him was a girl in a green skirt.
"Proceed with caution, there is not only beautiful scenery here, but also great terror."
"Yes, I once heard that half of the talented young people who passed through Orange Island have changed their temperaments and are not like before."
"We have also heard about this matter. Fortunately, the sect master had the foresight to let us bring the sect-suppressing artifact Kun Wujian."
A young man in yellow clothes led a dozen disciples in yellow clothes to rush to Orange Island first. In his palm, a flat and round yellow Kun witchcraft floated, and a yellow light enveloped them, protecting them within it.
The young man in yellow had a proud look on his face, looking at the many geniuses still on the boat with some contempt.
"It turns out he is the little witch god, the son of the Kun witch sect. No wonder he is so irritable."
"A bunch of losers, they talk a lot of nonsense, they chatter endlessly." A girl in red walked out of the cabin and flew directly onto the beach without taking any protective measures.
A young man in red also jumped onto the beach and followed the girl in red very calmly. He only showed a timid look when he looked at the girl in red.
"Who are they? They were so arrogant and offended all of us at once."
Qingfengtang Shenzi was a little angry. Although the girl in red looked as beautiful as a fairy, her words just now were really heartbreaking.
Suddenly, a disciple in white clothes next to him bumped him with his shoulder. Qingfengtang Shenzi was about to draw his knife and stab him back, but when he saw the face of the young man in white clothes next to the disciple in white clothes, he was at a loss. As he pulled out the knife, there was a clang.
It fell to the ground.
The young man in white is spotless, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and a solid sword intention. His whole body is as if it were made from heaven, giving people the illusion that he is the sword and the sword is him.
His white clothes were blown up by the sea breeze, and the young man stood alone in the world, as if he was the only one in the whole world standing proudly with a divine sword that stood tall against the sky and the earth.
The white-clothed disciple whispered: "Let me tell you a little secret. The person you mentioned just now is the eldest lady of the Yan Tian Sect, Saint Yan, who is known as the 'Rage Exploding Lotus'."
When Qingfengtang Shenzi heard that the person just now was Saint Yan, his face suddenly turned ugly, but then he shook his head and murmured to himself: "For a small character like me, Saint Yan will not care about me."
He nodded slightly to the disciple in white, then looked at the young man in white, thinking: "Being able to climb the green mountain is also a rare good thing."
"It turns out to be Senior Brother Qingshan Bai." Qingfengtang Shenzi instantly turned into a flattering smile, "I am Qingfengtang Xiao Qingfeng. I wonder what Senior Brother Bai thinks of Chengdao Taolin."
"No idea, Taolin will be destroyed soon." After saying it coldly, Senior Brother Qingshan Bai flew directly to the beach, followed closely by Qingshan's three disciples in white.
Seeing that so many people had already disembarked, the geniuses on the ship became impatient and started disembarking one after another.
At the bottom of the cabin, two boys and girls wearing rags and linen clothes walked out of the cabin.
"Brother, they have all disembarked, what should we do?"
The girl followed the boy, a little timid and shy. She and her brother smuggled onto the ship, which was not glamorous in the first place. Now it is really difficult to explain if they disembarked in an honorable manner.
"Don't worry, I just brought out two pieces of clothing, which are just right." The young man took out two white clothes from a large bag.
The girl suddenly said angrily: "Brother, didn't grandpa say that we are no longer sinners after leaving Amnesty City and we should no longer steal things."
"Yanran, my brother has nothing now, so he can only resort to the next trick. In the future, when Bai Emperor's descendants take us in, I promise not to steal anything again."
"Then let's pull the hook." Fu Yanran stretched out her little finger, pulled it with her brother, and stamped it with her thumb, "The hook is not allowed to change for a hundred years, no, no, no, one hundred years is too little, it's a thousand years."
"Okay, okay, just a thousand years."
After bathing in sea water and changing into white clothes, the brother and sister got off the boat among the young geniuses.
"What is that?"
Everyone looked up and saw a tornado in the sky raging in the peach blossom forest. Desperate screams came from the peach blossom forest. They were the last struggles of the human-faced peach blossom tree.
"Don't go near the peach blossom forest, there is something strange about these peach blossom trees." Someone shouted, and the Sons of God and the Saints suddenly stopped moving forward.
"Finally, people are here. We are all members of the Ice God tribe. Find a way to untie us. As long as you save us, there will be generous rewards afterwards." The eight young men in white who were tied together looked pale, obviously.
Very frightened.
"It turns out that you are brothers from the Ice God Tribe. I am Xiao Qingfeng from Qingfeng Hall. I will save you right now." Xiao Qingfeng ran over and started to pull the green chain indiscriminately. As a result, he was mistaken for him.
The moment his fingers touched the chain, his fingers shriveled up, as if they had been sucked dry of blood.
"I'll break the chain right away. Brothers, please wait a moment." Xiao Qingfeng suddenly didn't realize it and was still pulling the chain. The chain made a crisp sound, which was very pleasant.
"Son of God, your... fingers, your palms and your arms, let go quickly, don't touch... that chain again, it's sucking... your flesh and blood." The Qingfeng Hall disciples behind him saw this.
The scene was so horrifying that even his words stuttered, and he retreated hastily, not daring to get close to the Son of God.
Xiao Qingfeng looked at the younger brother who was speaking with some confusion: "What's wrong with my hand? Isn't it fine here?"
Taking back his palm, Xiao Qingfeng lowered his head and looked down. His heart suddenly felt cold and his hair stood on end.
He took his hand back, but what he took back was just a piece of skin, not even the bones.
"What's going on!? Who can tell me what's going on? Where are my hands, where are my arms? Why don't I feel anything at all? Why can't I feel pain?" Xiao Qingfeng used her spiritual power.
He activated the long knife on his waist and slashed directly towards the green chain. As for whether it would hurt the Ice God tribe members, he could no longer control it.
Originally, he went to the battlefield of the gods to improve his strength so that he could gain an advantage in the next battle for the hall master. But now, he doesn't even have his hands. How can he use the sword and how can he convince the crowd?
To put it bluntly, he is a useless person now.
The Qingfeng Knife fell and collided with the green chain. A series of sparks and crisp explosions were heard. Under the horrified eyes of everyone, the Qingfeng Knife snapped into two pieces.
The cuts are smooth and smooth, as if they were born that way.
The Qingfeng Knife broke, and Xiao Qingfeng, as the master, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his breath became even more depressed.
Two disciples of Qingfeng Hall stepped forward and helped Xiao Qingfeng down. Everyone's eyes were focused on Xiao Qingfeng. No matter how bad Xiao Qingfeng was, he was still the divine son of Qingfeng Hall. They could not let Xiao Qingfeng continue to mess around.
"Interesting, since you are members of the Ice God Clan, you should be able to stand up on your own. We can't save you now, but there are strong people in the Gods Realm who can do it. You can keep up with us and don't get too close to us." The young man in white from Qingshan said calmly.
He opened his mouth, but there was a hint of something else in his tone, which seemed to be fighting intent!
While speaking, the boy in white always looked at the turquoise chain.
On it, he felt the strong sword intent.
The boy in white turned around and walked into the peach blossom forest. The moment he stepped into the peach blossom forest, all the peach blossom trees in the ten miles withered and turned into dead trees, no longer alive.
"Ah? What's going on?"
The first to scream were the eight tied-up Ice God tribesmen. After they finished speaking, they fell into silence. There was endless panic in their eyes. They knew deeply how powerful the mother body was.
But at the same time, they still have the joy of surviving the disaster.
Fortunately, they survived. As long as they are not controlled by the mother plant, they can live like real people.
If the mother plant dies, without the mother plant's command, they will never be noticed.
Their alternative way of fighting for the body is very weird!
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Except for Akashima, the other six islands are all connected together.
Yuan Chen chased the bloody lake tirelessly, and kept saying something: "You can't run away, why don't you just stay there and let me drink it? If you have to run, just stop."
On the Yellow Island, yellow sand is everywhere, the yellow sunshine in the sky shines, and the hot source Chen is sweating profusely.
Only a hundred meters away, there was a pool of blood-colored lake water tempting Yuan Chen to move forward.
"I'm so thirsty, don't run away from Chipo Lake, let me take a sip, just one sip." Yuan Chen walked forward one foot at a time, and suddenly a burst of yellow sand blew past, blowing Yuan Chen into the yellow sand.
"I can't run anymore, my body is really weak."
Yuan Chen closed his three bloody eyes in a daze, and suddenly Chi Po Lake, a hundred meters away, approached the fallen Yuan Chen step by step.
As if sensing that Yuan Chen had really fainted, Chi Po Lake became much more courageous, and after a while he slowly came to the desert beneath Yuan Chen.
Gudong, Gudong...
Yuan Chen's mouth was dry and he felt water at the corner of his mouth, so he subconsciously started drinking, but Chi Po Lake was so frightened that he ran away.
"Where is this place?" Yuan Chen turned over with his head in his hands, facing up to the sky. "My head hurts so much, it feels like I was kicked by a donkey." (To be continued)