The white tiger's fierceness penetrated its body. It came from the starry sky and returned to the void. The tiger's shadow disappeared.

It seems that the white tiger, the holy beast, is just on a patrol, while the evil ghost has become extinct and its body has collapsed.

Qin Sang ducked in front of the evil ghost, stretched out his right palm, passed between the evil ghost's eyebrows, and grabbed something from its head.

A transparent round bead.

The round beads are pure and flawless, like crystals, only the size of a bean.

"What is this?"

Qin Sang was sure that the bead was not a demon elixir, but just now the evil spirit was about to explode the bead, but was killed by the evil white tiger in time, and the bead was saved.

"It seems to be condensed from pure flower poison..."

Qin Sang saw a clue, his expression was slightly condensed, and he carefully sealed the orb and collected it into the Qianjun Ring.

This is not the time to investigate.

After the evil ghost died, the flower spirit was not frightened away, but the resentment in its eyes became thicker, and the blood flowing on its cheeks became brighter and brighter.

The resentment made the flower spirit go crazy and screamed at Qin Sang. The teeth were like fangs. The scream contained frightening and rich resentment. It was shrill and shrill, resounding through the field of bones and flowers.

The void is turbulent.

The cloud was a combination of resentment and flower poison, as black as ink.

The bright pollen no longer exists and is dyed black. Clouds of resentment fill the void. The deepest resentment in the world is nothing more than this.

'Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!'

It was as if a hurricane had blown up in the Bone Flower Field, the clouds of resentment were violently shaking, and the howling was deafening.

The overwhelming black clouds continued to twist, eventually forming giant black dragons, heading straight for Qin Sang.

Thick resentment surrounded Qin Sang, and the shadows of flower spirits appeared around Qin Sang, staring at him, and stretched out their arms to grab him, trying to pull him into the resentment. Like them, there will never be relief.

day.

Qin Sang did feel the strange tearing force, snorted coldly, and thunder suddenly flashed in his eyes.

A flash of lightning suddenly appeared, revealing that it was a magical rune with an extremely complex shape.

The talisman shoots high into the sky, piercing through the layers of clouds of malice.

The next moment, a bright thunder burst out from the black clouds, and those with excellent eyesight could see a thunder seal in the center of the thunder.

The mysterious runes flashed in the thunder seal, which was the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Seal!

The magical talisman that carries the third-level magic urn of the Supreme God Xiaolu was displayed by Qin Sang for the first time at this moment. The magical talisman turned into a seal, commanded thunder, and punished heaven on behalf of the heaven!

A thunderbolt from the blue!

The thunder seal bursts out with dazzling light, thunder and lightning, shaking the earth and shaking the soul.

The thunder light was too bright, and Qin Sang was located under the thunder seal. At this moment, his figure was almost invisible.

When the lightning dissipated, Qin Sang's side became completely quiet. The phantom of the flower spirit that pulled him was struck by lightning and was instantly destroyed.

Looking from above, a big hole appeared in the middle of the cloud of resentment. There was not a trace of black cloud in the middle, and it was cleared by thunder.

The other flower spirits seemed to be petrified and stopped screaming.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment.

Qin Sang breathed a sigh of relief and nodded secretly. He was very satisfied with the power of the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Seal, and it was not in vain that he had spent all his efforts to obtain the High God Xiaolu.

Originally, Qin Sang thought that if he could gain a powerful magical power while calming his vitality, his work would be considered in vain.

It has to be said that the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Righteous Seal Talisman exceeded his expectations, and it had only been ten years since he had given it to him, so it was still far from being a great success.

As expected of Refa!

No wonder the future of Gaoshang Shenxiao Rui seems to be uncertain. The left and right sides of Lei Lei still have no idea of ​​changing the method. Countless disciples have come one after another, and the Taoist court seems to be very concerned about Gaoshang Shenxiao Rui.

While sighing with emotion, Qin Sang flew out of the flower field without stopping.

I don’t know what kind of space this is or where it is.

Unable to discern the direction, Qin Sang could only choose a direction at will and leave the flower field first.

If the flower spirit cannot chase him out of the flower field, his situation should be better.

The flower spirit was born from the spirit flower. According to common sense, Qin Sang judged that the flower spirit should not be too far away from the spirit flower.

As for the evil ghost-like flower fairy, it can be seen from the round beads that it must be related to the flower spirit, but the evil ghost only has one end, and its origin cannot be determined for the time being.

Qin Sang's goal was a mountain pass.

The edge of the flower field is surrounded by mountains. Beyond the mountains, there is a vast and vast space. There is an obvious gap in front of Qin Sang.

This is actually not a real mountain pass. There is a ridge between the two mountains, about half a mountain high, and it looks like a gateway to the mountains.

‘Crack!’

Thunder escape breaks through the clouds of resentment, and the wind and lightning are fast.

First the thunder seal, then the thunder escape. If others see it, they will definitely think that Qin Sang is a thunder magic monk.

Of course, the swordsmanship displayed by the Gray Eagle Sword that was clearing the way for its master was not ordinary.

The light of the sword opens a path and dances with the lightning.

Each flower spirit was chopped off by the sword, and the spirit flowers in the White Bone Flower Field withered in pieces.

However, there are still flower spirits that rush towards Qin Sang one after another, killing them endlessly.

'boom!'

The sword energy is like a rainbow, splitting a chasm in the cloud of hatred.

The next moment, Qin Sang landed on the mountain ridge and saw outside the mountain. The scene in front of him was despairing. Qin Sang's expression immediately became extremely gloomy.

'Hoo! Hoo!'

Behind him, a cloud of resentment rolled in, flooding the mountain ridge.

Flower spirits are not restricted to the flower field as Qin Sang thought, they can leave the flower field.

Ahead, the terrain is empty, the same valley surrounded by mountains, the same white bones and spiritual flowers.

It’s actually another bigger flower field!

The corpses here are gray and white, and the spiritual flowers are sparse, but they also breed flower spirits.

When he appeared on the mountain ridge, he saw the flower spirits sitting up in their cocoons. They all turned their heads and stared at him with deep eyes, filled with resentment.

Especially after the cloud of resentment chased Qin Sang and spread over the mountain ridge, the resentment became even more intense. Blood flowed out of his eyes, and he opened his mouth to scream.

Both front and rear are enemies.

Qin Sang, who had just escaped from the flower field, was in trouble again.

"Is this space a world of evil spirits?"

Qin Sang looked solemn.

This kind of flower spirit is unheard of. It is rooted in the bones and nourished.

Thinking of the evil ghost he had just killed, Qin Sang felt uneasy.

There are fields of flowers with the same evil flower spirits. It is hard to believe that this is a natural formation. It is impossible to compare this place with the magical illusions elsewhere.

Are there still flower fields on the other side of the mountain?

How many flower fields are there?

Qin Sang didn't know, but through the differences between the flower fields, he judged that the flower fields in front were not as good as those in the rear.

According to this rule, if we continue in this direction, the quality of the flower fields will become lower and lower, which seems to be a way out.

Based on this information alone, Qin Sang can only make this inference, which needs to be verified.

Silently calculating the limit of the poison bead and how long he could hold on, Qin Sang paused for a moment on the mountain ridge, and the gray warbler sword turned into a sword rainbow.

There was no second evil ghost blocking the way. Although Qin Sang failed to capture the evil ghost alive as he wished, he was able to cross the second flower field without encountering much hindrance.

One man and one sword crossed the flower field again.

Behind him, the mighty cloud of malice and the persevering flower spirit were like a hundred ghosts walking at night, which was spectacular.

If he cannot get rid of the flower spirit, Qin Sang will be consumed to death if not poisoned.

He glanced coldly behind him, looked ahead, and found that there were quite towering mountains. His expression moved slightly, and he went straight to the highest mountain, and landed on the top of it in the blink of an eye.

He looked up at the sky.

The sky was gloomy and it seemed deep, but Qin Sang could faintly feel the twisting power in the void.

He didn't dare to fly high rashly because he was afraid of this power.

Staring at the sky, Qin Sang looked thoughtful.

While escaping, Qin Sang kept thinking about various ways to escape.
To be continued...