Compared with the strength of these two spiritual beasts, what is more shocking is Fu Hanxiu's performance just now.
With his bare hands, he blocked the Flower Fairy Beast's shot!
That is a human emperor level spiritual beast! The Flower Fairy Cannon is the Flower Fairy Beast’s strongest attack!
Elder Ye Xiu, blocked it so easily?
Everyone stared at Fu Hanxiu's face and saw that there was no other superfluous expression on his handsome face except coldness. His tall and straight figure was like an emperor, which made people want to surrender!
"Huh?" The Flower Fairy Beast seemed to have not expected that its Flower Fairy Cannon was actually blocked by Fu Hanxiu, and was shocked.
At this time, she had to take a formal look at Fu Hanxiu, and the more she looked at him, the more frightened she became.
"You are not overestimating your own capabilities!" Fu Hanxiu sneered coldly and took the initiative to attack. He turned his palms into claws and grabbed them through the void in his heart. Qianteng Beast and Flower Fairy Beast were immediately unable to move!
Immediately, he closed his claws into fists and waved forward, and the two golden dragons swam forward at extremely fast speeds.
The giant dragon penetrated the Flower Fairy Beast in the blink of an eye, swallowing it up, then turned around and penetrated it from the back again!
The same goes for Sentomon!
The moment he saw Fu Hanxiu take action, Ye Qingran's eyes lit up.
She could feel Fu Hanxiu's domineering move.
There is no flashiness in his moves, every movement is extremely smooth, but full of power.
Especially when she saw the two golden dragons taking action, she even saw a flame totem light up between Fu Hanxiu's eyebrows, which she had seen between Xiaohu and Xiaochen's eyebrows.
Could it be that this is a sign of bloodline?
Being penetrated by the golden dragon twice in a row, Sentomon and Flower Fairymon seemed to be hollowed out, motionless, and the aura around them quickly withered.
"What kind of move are you doing? Is it so powerful?"
"Huilongyu."
Return to Dragon Control?
It sounds like it's very powerful. And it's very suitable for the occasion.
"How's it going? Are you feeling better?"
Fu Hanxiu reached out and touched her face. If you look closely, you can see some hidden worry hidden in his abyss-like eyes.
"It's okay. I'm the Pill King, and this little injury can't do anything to me." Ye Qingran shook his head lightly, pretending to be relaxed.
In fact, only she knew that the sneak attack by the undead just now had hurt her spiritual buds.
The death energy invaded Lingya, and she was fighting against it. Although the invading death energy was not much, Lingya was already fragile, and she did not dare to act rashly.
She must not let anything happen to her newly grown, fragile spiritual bud, otherwise there will be no second chance!
Ye Qingran was a little worried, but he didn't show it.
"Look! What's going on with Sentomon and Flower Fairymon?"
someone exclaimed.
Ye Qingran turned around and saw that the Qianteng Beast and the Flower Fairy Beast were gradually becoming transparent.
The energy in the body is losing rapidly, and it is fragile, and it seems that it will be wiped out in the next moment!
Ye Qingran pursed her lips.
As a beast trainer, she naturally knows something about Sentomon and Flower Fairymon.
This scene means that Sentomon and Flower Fairymon have fallen.
However, unlike other spiritual beasts, the fall of plant-like spiritual beasts is not a true fall.
Rather than saying that they died, it would be better to say that they started a new journey of life.
They will lose all their cultivation, hide the last ray of vitality in the seeds, forget all the past, abandon their past, and start over.
Just like all the seeds in this world.
The bodies of Chitomon and Flower Fairymon finally became so pale that they blended in with the surrounding scenery. When blown by the wind, they turned into dust that filled the sky, crystal clear, and spread to the earth.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
In the end they all left a seed.
The seeds fell to the ground, they were about the size of a thumb, ordinary, nothing special, just like ordinary seeds, so inconspicuous.
They will bathe in wind, rain and sunshine, waiting for the moment to sprout again.
The two seeds fell on the ground, and you couldn't see them unless you looked carefully. It made people feel sad. Just a moment ago, the human emperor realm spiritual beast was so arrogant that it turned into two ordinary seeds in just a moment, and everything returned to zero.
Ye Qingran didn't have too many feelings. This ending was the best for Qiantengmon and Huaxianmon.
She reached out and grabbed it, and two seeds came into her hand.
"You want it?"
Ye Qingran shook his head, "I promised the two children, I think plant-based spiritual beasts are most suitable for them."
Ye Qingran glanced at Gu Xingyan and Mu Qianqian not far away, and said to Fu Hanxiu with a smile.
Fu Hanxiu didn't ask any more questions and just nodded.
"Useless trash!" Necromancer cursed, not feeling sorry for the loss of two generals. After all, Sentomon and Flower Fairymon were just pawns to it.
A whirlwind blew around the undead spirit, and the black death energy turned into ravens, flying and squawking around it, which was desolate and terrifying.
The undead jumped, and circles of black energy under its feet spread out in all directions. Wherever it passed, the ground shook.
"careful!"
Fu Hanxiu grabbed Ye Qingran's waist and jumped into the void. A huge raven with a ferocious face attacked him. It was smashed to pieces by his palm and turned into a burst of black mist.
"Fu Hanxiu, let me down!"
Ye Qingran knew that the undead spirit was very powerful and was not inferior to Fu Hanxiu.
If Fu Hanxiu continues to hold her, he will not be able to exert his strongest strength. Furthermore, she needs to find a place to regulate her spiritual roots, and she does not want Fu Hanxiu to know about it, so as not to distract him.
Fu Hanxiu lowered his eyes and looked at Ye Qingran, "It's okay to hold you."
"But I want to go down. I want to go to the children."
Ye Qingran lied.
Fu Hanxiu pursed his lips, glanced at the two children, and nodded when he saw how pitiful they were.
Ye Qingran stood on the ground and smiled at Fu Hanxiu. When he turned around, a trace of blood was left on the corner of his lips.
Fu Hanxiu didn't see it.
The children didn't see it either.
The undead's sneak attack just now happened to hurt her Dantian, and the fragile spiritual bud was hit hard by a huge impact, and it was crumbling. Even though she was the Alchemy Emperor, there was no way she could adjust it in a short while.
Moreover, the death energy in Ling Ya was unbridled, so she had to devote more attention to dealing with the death energy.
Ye Qingran secretly wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, walked towards the children, stood beside them, and held their hands, seemingly normal, but in fact only she knew how much she was suffering at this moment.
"Mom, why are your hands so cold?"
"Mom, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Children may seem ignorant, but they are actually the most sensitive.
Looking at the worried eyes of the children, Ye Qingran felt warm in her heart.
"Mom, it's okay."
Ye Qingran shook his head and showed a faint smile.
Xiaohu Xiaochen nodded, but looked worried.
They always felt that something was wrong with their mother, but since her mother said she was fine, they didn't know who to believe.
The battle between Fu Hanxiu and the undead had actually started for a long time, but was temporarily interrupted due to the appearance of Ye Qingran and others.
At this moment, there was another earth-shattering moment.
If Fu Hanxiu hadn't deliberately controlled it, all the people in the academy would have been strangled to death in the aftermath of the battle!
As the battle continued, Ye Qingran's expression became more solemn.
The strength of the undead is too strong, and it is unpredictable and unpredictable. Fu Hanxiu's strength is obvious to all, but it is difficult to gain the upper hand over the undead.
"This can't go on any longer."
This is the ruins of an ancient battlefield and the home ground of the undead. The longer the delay, the greater the chance of the undead's victory, and the smaller their chances of winning.
"Look back at your woman, she is dying!"
The voice of the undead echoed in Fu Hanxiu's ears. His expression changed slightly and he looked sideways...