Chapter 4660: Flowing Flower Fire

Mo Yu glanced at the maids in front of Xiantian Dao Palace, and said coldly:
"I said Xiantian Taoist Palace, you saints pretend to be pure all day long, and now, in the secret realm, you are hungry and thirsty. If you let the gods ask if you don’t want to protect such an unknown person, it’s a big laugh. Up."
"Demon Race Demon Girl, what nonsense are you talking about? Do you dare to tarnish the reputation of my Congenital Dao Palace? I'm fighting with you."
This person is not someone else, it is Nianhua. She has explained to the people of these two races that Li Tian is no longer here, but these people don't believe it at all.
But they can't be blamed for this. Who told Li Tian to figure out the secret path of this position from under the bed?
"Could it be that he will grow wings and can't fly? Saint, you should let that person come out quickly. Our deserted tribe and Xiantian Taoist palace have always been well watered, and hope that the saint will not embarrass us deserted people. .
Our patriarch also said, but it’s just a nameless rat, but you also know that our deserted clan has always had grievances to be reported. Yuan Luo and the three of them are also the talents that our patriarch values. If they are killed by an unknown soldier. Can't avenge them. Isn't this chilling the hearts of our desert warriors? "
Yuan Lin has already sent a message to the patriarch of the Huang Clan, and after his efforts to add fuel and jealousy, the patriarch of the Huang Clan will punish this character, and he will kill him.
It happened that the night before, the Huang Clan caught Li Hu again, and Li Hu was finally caught in order to cover Liu Fang and others.
Today, early in the morning, these people sent Li Hu over, and Yuan Lin imprisoned Li Hu and came to this Xiantian Taoist Palace to speak.
The people of the demons also got the command of the patriarch to cooperate with the deserted clan. In the eyes of the patriarch Mo Tian, ​​if you want to obtain the fairy fruit this time, you must cooperate with the deserted clan.
As for a mere Sanxian, or a small Tian Zen Buddhism, it is just an opportunity for them to express their sincerity.
Of course Li Tian didn't know the twists and turns inside, he just thought that these people had always been guarding this place, waiting for him to come out.
But I'm not a fool, so where would I go into the trap?
"Asshole, if you dare to insult our saint's name, that is to die."
At this time, Xiaoyun, the maid of the Xiantian Dao Palace, exuded a murderous aura. For the Xiantian Dao Palace, the most important non-famous name.
It is precisely because of this that in the entire immortal world, the saint of the Xiantian Taoist Palace is the best place for the Celestial Clan to find a spouse.
The saints of the previous few years, without exception, were married to the gods, even the gods.
Nowadays, the reputation of this saint is being questioned. For them, this is the most serious thing besides the slaughterhouse.
Huh!
The long swords in the hands of the maids swooped out, and each woman's face was murderous.
"If you dare to say another man to hand over, don't blame us for being rude."
The other maid scolded loudly with a cold face.
"People of the Desolate Race, of the Demon Race, no matter what your intention is? However, the land under your feet has already offended our Innate Dao Palace's position. If you don't leave again, I won't blame Mu Qingliu for being polite."
In the air, a flowing flower floated, and a white figure floated down.
The voice fell, but none of the two teams in front had a tendency to retreat.
call!
The flowing flower in the sky exploded, and the sky suddenly burst into red light, like a cluster of fireworks blooming, filled with stars, but in each star, there is a powerful spiritual power with infinite murderous aura.
The black rose in Mo Yu's hand suddenly formed, and countless black thorns blocked the red spirit stars in front of them one by one.
Yuan Lin's gaze was also taken aback. He didn't expect that this saint would make her move so quickly, without warning, that she would turn her face when she said that she turned her face.
Huh huh!
The big knife in his hand quickly blocked the rain-like spiritual power.
what!
Behind him, the watermelon skin was heavily red, and the skin was burned.
"Aren't you rolling?"
Although Mu Qingliu had already taken action, she just wanted to frighten the opponent and didn't want to kill.
"This……"
Yuan Lin didn't expect that the goddess of the fairy world in front of him would really make a move, and it was still a fire of flowers.
"Holy woman, you used your dazzling fire for a nameless man, you..."
Watermelon peel held back the burning pain of the skin and wailed.
"What do we saints want to do? You people, in the field of our Innate Taoist Palace, use this trick, and our saints are kind-hearted. If you don't leave, then leave your life here."
Nianhua didn't expect that Mu Qingliu would directly use the fire of Liuhua.
This flower-flowing fire is the saint’s unique method of body protection, and it is also the most lethal method.
But this flower fire is, to a certain extent, the fire of the saint. Once the saint gets angry, it will consume the holy energy of the saint. If it is not a last resort or is full of anger, she is not It will be easy to use.
Li Tian certainly didn't know what this thing was, but he obviously felt that when Mu Qingliu used this trick just now, her strength suddenly increased to the Ninth Level of the Tribulation in an instant.
What kind of horrible method is this, it can be so powerful?
"Saint, let's... let's go now... now go..."
Yuan Lin knew that if he didn't leave now, with his strength below the seventh level of the Tribulation, there would be only a dead end.
After all, the group turned around and fled.
"Wait, let me put down that cage. He doesn't belong to you. Since he is here in our Xiantian Taoist Palace, stay here and serve as a mount for our saint."
At the moment when the Desolate Clan and his party fled, the long sword in Nianhua's hand was cut through the air, and a sword aura came down. The Desolate Clan who was carrying the iron cage reflexively retracted his hand.
"This……"
The man of the desert race with white head and short hair, no matter where he dare to care about the power of the sky demon, it is important to save his life.
He glanced at Yuan Lin, full of pleading.
Yuan Lin looked at the saint Mu Qingliu, who was standing upside down with willow brows behind him. His whole body was soaring. He felt desolate again. He gritted his teeth and said:
"go!"
After everyone left, Li Hu, with a painful face, weakly kowtowed his head to thank Mu Qingliu and others.
"Huh! Don't thank me, you said, I want you to be our saint's mount, and do what you say."
Nianhua's face is hideous, and she doesn't want to match her delicate face at all.
Mu Qingliu glanced at Li Hu, a white light flashed in his hand, the iron cage was already torn apart, and the black rune power on his body gradually faded, saying:
"Nianhua, this is indeed a good mount, but I don't need it. Since he is a strong friend, if you have the ability, you can keep it as a mount."
Li Tian grinned, it seems that Mu Qingliu should have discovered himself.
As soon as the figure flashed, he appeared in front of Li Hu, and said to the murderous maid:
"Girl Nianhua, the hostility on this demon is too heavy to be a mount, but a friend."