"Great-grandson Zhuanyang has met his great-grandmother. I wonder if you can see a wisp of immortal soul."

"Haha...haha..." When Mrs. Yunyang heard Zhuanyang's words, she seemed to be the most ridiculous thing in the world.

"Are you here for the disciples of Qiankun Sect? Chase to Wangxiang?

"Are you his guardian?

"Another one! Does your family have a grudge against Qiankun Sect? Has it harmed one after another?"

Zhuanyang looked at her calmly, waited for her laughter to stop, and asked again.

"He walked forward. In front of him was the sea of ​​the other shore, with the interweaving of reality and illusion, the boundary between this world and the foreign land. He has already returned home, you don't have to look for it!"

"go home?"

Zhuanyang looked at the pale and strange sea of ​​flowers in front of him, and his expression was very subtle.

The scene he saw was completely different from that of Mrs. Yunyang and Peng Yu.

The aurora is gorgeous and colorful. But the sea of ​​flowers under the background is very gloomy and terrifying, with evil resentment and curses.

"Is the way home in front of Wangxiangtai?"

"nature."

This is a magical artifact created by Mrs. Yunyang for the rest of her life, and you can see the scene of her hometown. Using this as a coordinate, you can open the space-time channel through the power of the universe.

"If it weren't for the person stopping me, I would have gone back long ago!"

Go back? Where to go? Enter the monster's mouth?

The undulating shadows in the sea of ​​flowers seemed to be a hundred monsters constructed by mind power, teasing the bait in their claws.

Zhuanyang frowned. It would be fine if he could really go back. But... why did he think that this path would not work at all?

Suddenly, he saw the familiar back wandering in the sea of ​​flowers.

Without thinking, Zhuanyang hurriedly chased after him!

...

Peng Yu walked into the sea of ​​flowers and looked at the "hometown" in the aurora gradually drifting away.

But gradually, his consciousness began to blur.

Where am I? Who am I? Where is this?

His memory is declining little by little, but only a strand of obsession with homesickness lingers in endlessly, constantly floating in this sea of ​​flowers.

He vaguely realized something was wrong here, but another wonderful force affected his soul, making him dying here and constantly searching for his hometown.

"Hey, don't leave! Stop first!

"Peng Yu? Peng Yu

"I'll let you stop!"

The strong and powerful hand quickly grabbed it.

Looking over in a daze, a man who couldn't see clearly stood there.

"I finally found you."

"You...who are you?"

The consciousness is chaotic and I can't recognize the identity of this person. But there is a voice urging me in my heart that I shouldn't stop.

Seeing Peng Yu struggle constantly, Zhuanyang's face became even more gloomy.

He stared at the strange touching claws above Peng Yu's head.

The claws that looked like flowers on the other side penetrated into Peng Yu's head, absorbing something from his soul, and there was a strange pollen that confused the soul and soul.

At this moment, Zhuanyang finally saw the monster in the sea of ​​flowers.

It was a huge flower demon on the other side. The milky white roots were closely entangled, like wriggling maggots.

Around the rhizome plate, tentacles with flower-shaped ends at the other side are constantly stretching, absorbing and binding the souls.

Those souls were weak and powerless, floating like Peng Yu, looking for a hometown that did not exist at all, providing power for the monsters.

Zhuanyang rushed over all the way, and the monsters also tried to capture him.

But he is a living person after all, and he is a local person, and he is not tempted by monsters.

When he noticed that Zhuanyang grabbed his prey, the monster was angry.

The white shore flower growing around it quickly rose, and the blooming petals shot out like sharp thorns.

Zhuanyang quickly protected Peng Yu and blocked the monster's attack with the power of Haotian.

The claws in the air are also extending, waving souls to attack the barrier of the Qi.

In the end, he was at a disadvantage, and flowers on the other side of the sea of ​​flowers emerged one after another. Zhuanyang was exhausted and could not take Peng Yu away.

"It's better to take advantage of the flaws in capturing the thief to capture the king first, and I'll burn the rhizomes?"

Zhuanyang made a fuss and deliberately restrained his energy, intending to let the tentacles pass through to attack him.

Puff

The petal needle pierced his skin, and when the blood beads dripped, the touching claws quickly dodged.

The pure yang aura is filled with the sea of ​​flowers, and the pale flowers on the other side are dyed into a blood-red color.

"It's afraid of my blood?"

Zhuanyang's heart moved, he deliberately cut his palm, and threw out a stream of essence and blood and shot it at the monster.

The rhizomes were stained with divine blood, and a trace of smoke came out.

Zhuanyang quickly passed by and waved his sword to kill the monster.

But soon, another ball of rhizomes rose from the depths of the sea of ​​flowers in the distance, forming a monster's posture again, trying to entangle Peng Yu.

"Is this sea of ​​flowers alive?"

Pulling Peng Yu's soul, the warm blood flowed along his wrist to the side of the soul.

The domineering power of Shenyang Haotian did not hurt the soul, but instead made the dispersed soul condense a little.

"Forget it, saving people is important!"

Zhuanyang once again cut his wrist and opened the way with blood, forcing the other side of the flower to continue to give in, and finally returned to Wangxiangtai.

"How is that possible!"

When Mrs. Yunyang saw the two walking out of the bright red flower path, she angrily scolded: "Why are you so selfish? For your selfish desires, you have to cut off his way home!"

She thought that this evil would return without success after entering, but she didn't expect that he would actually bring someone out?

This... this is simply another Zhuanyan!

Seeing the blood-filled sea of ​​flowers, she smiled again: "Okay, very good. You use your own essence and blood to open the way? I want to see how long your life will be left after losing so much essence and blood!"

Zhuanyang sneered: "I don't know what happened between you and your ancestors, but do you think this road can be returned home? Then you can take a good look at it yourself!"

Zhuanyang used his Tianmu to convey the scene he saw to her heart.

When Mrs. Yun Yang was shocked when she saw the monster devouring souls, gradually giving birth to spirituality and struggling and painful faces appeared on the surface!

"How is this possible? You can go home at the end of this road!"

She had thought that this was Zhuanyang's illusion, but she could recognize those souls and faces. On the contrary, Zhuanyang had never seen those aliens.

"Madam" Zhuanyang raised his voice, "I don't know the grudges between my ancestors and you, but I just went to see it. At the end of this sea of ​​flowers, there is no so-called way home at all.

"At the same time, I don't think that teleportation across the universe can be achieved with just a lookout tower."

"What do you know about this evil deed! This Wangxiangtai is obviously my hope for returning to my hometown! Liar, you are like your ancestors, you are all."

"Madam, don't forget that I also have your blood on me."

Mrs. Yunyang's insult came to an abrupt end.

Zhuanyang ignored it and took Peng Yu to the stone boat.

Just after the two of them got on the boat, he heard the sound of flying over from behind.

Before he could take a closer look, he heard a crisp sound.

bite

The black ring rolled down to Zhuanyang's feet.

"Not coming here again after getting out!

"In this life, I don't want to have any more connections with you Zhuansun clan!"

"There is no choice but to do so. As long as we still have your blood, you are the ancestors of the Yunyang Hou. During the holidays, your sacrifices are indispensable.

"It is natural for you to hate your great-grandfather. But don't forget that you left your children in this world. Your involvement with us is not just a 'Zhuanyan'. My grandfather and aunt are not sorry for you!"

Ignoring the crazy Mrs. Yunyang, Zhuanyang pulled Peng Yu's soul and returned with a stone boat again.
Chapter completed!