Chapter 3577 Mrs. Peony

"How can it be?"

The Bamboo attribute ghost was full of horror, and turned his head to look at the human who suddenly appeared beside him, his eyes were full of disbelief.

"nothing is impossible!"

After a while, the cold voice came out from the mouth, and the bamboo attribute ghost felt a blur in front of his eyes, and then his neck was pinched by the opponent, making him unable to move.

"Ninth...ninth rank immortal! Even in the realm of demigods?"

At this moment, the bamboo attribute ghost no longer had any doubts, and there was no doubt that there was a storm in his heart.

When will the human beings in the demigod realm be able to infiltrate Qianmu City, and those great figures of the foreign spirits, will they all be eating dry food?

The strong among the foreign spirits naturally don't eat, but at this moment, the bamboo attribute foreign spirit whose neck is pinched is full of resentment. He feels that something big may happen in Qianmu City today.

Click!

Ye Qingtian wouldn't talk nonsense with this eighth-rank immortal spirit. Seeing him twist slightly, he broke the neck of the bamboo attribute spirit, and immediately felt a burst of breath.

This strong man in the realm of demigod had already moved immediately, seeing his other arm move down, and lightly and deftly copied the spirit crystal of the bamboo attribute ghost into his hand.

Ye Qingtian ignored the begging for mercy from the spirit crystal, and a breath erupted, shaking his spiritual wisdom away. This bamboo attribute ghost that had ruled Qianmu City for many years finally ceased to exist. up.

"Next, it's that woman, hehe, I, Ye Qingtian, am not a pity!"

Holding the spirit crystal of the eighth-rank immortal venerable spirit in his hand, Ye Qingtian turned his eyes to a certain place, and after a chuckle fell from his mouth, he disappeared into the bamboo forest in an instant.

The bamboo forest is still verdant, but the owner of this bamboo forest no longer exists. I don't know what kind of storm will be caused when the alien spirits from outside find out this fact?

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Qianmu City, central location!

This is a majestic hall built of giant trees, exuding an extremely strong wood-attributed atmosphere. A black-clothed figure is hidden in the darkness. If you don't sense it carefully, you won't find its trace at all.

"Tsk tsk, the city lord of Qianmu City is really unlucky. He just broke through, and he is about to die!"

Yun Xiao sensed a certain aura in the main hall in the city, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

Because he has already sensed that the Lord of Qianmu City, who is said to be the Ninth Rank Immortal Venerable, is now a genuine demigod.

If Yun Xiao and Ye Qingtian didn't kill him suddenly, the Lord of Qianmu City, who had broken through to the realm of demigod, would have an unlimited future, and might even unify the surrounding ghost cities.

At that time, it may not be a good thing for the human side. The ghost army is like a finger, and it is no longer a mess. Maybe the human being will suffer heavy losses.

When the cities were fighting each other before, the humans had already retreated and retreated, and they were twisted into one rope by the city lord of Qianmu City. Yun Xiao couldn't imagine the consequences.

However, Yun Xiao naturally wouldn't pay too much attention to the Lord of Qianmu City who had just broken through to the realm of demigods. With his current strength, even without the power of his ancestors, he could kill him in a few strokes in the palm.

"Huh?"

However, when Yun Xiao was about to approach the hall silently, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face, and his figure stopped abruptly, and he did not act rashly again.

"There is actually an aura of a demigod in the dark, presumably it should be the lord of Qianmu City, please come to protect him, this will be interesting!"

Yunxiao's soul sensing ability in the demigod realm is extremely sharp. Although the dark aura is far inferior to the majesty of the Qianmu City Lord who just broke through, it is still captured sensitively by him.

At this moment, Yun Xiao couldn't help feeling a bit narrow-minded, and wanted to test whether his new subordinate had the ability to adapt to changes. This might be a good opportunity.

In fact, Ye Qingtian, as the top villain in the southern region, has not been caught and killed by those big sects in the southern region after so many years, which in itself can explain some problems.

However, ruling the roost in the Human Southern Territory is very different from being in the Battle Spirit Field.

Certain special methods of the foreign spirits are far from comparable to humans of the same level. This may also be a different kind of experience for Ye Qingtian.

Anyway, Yun Xiao believes that with him by his side, even if Ye Qingtian is besieged by two powerful spirits in the realm of demigods, he should not be in danger of his life, and everything will be just a game.

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Somewhere in Qianmu City!

Compared to the bamboo grove where Ye Qingtian killed the bamboo-attribute ghosts earlier, this building is much more colorful. Looking around, it is almost full of huge peonies of different colors.

Even in this dark night, Ye Qingtian's face is full of beauty from a distance, like a castle in a sea of ​​flowers, from small to large, the owner of this sea of ​​flowers should not be simple generation.

Whoosh!

Ye Qingtian was so bold that he flew directly into the sea of ​​flowers, smelling the fragrance, he felt a little bit of refreshment, wishing he could never finish walking this flower path in his life.

"The fragrance of these flowers should have a different effect, but it's a pity that I met Ye Qingtian!"

The villain from the southern region was still quite cautious. He smelled the strange fragrance of flowers in his nose, and gave a secret compliment in his heart. When he sensed that there was no discomfort in his body, he finally felt relieved.

"Your Excellency came here uninvited, but it's not in compliance with the rules!"

Just as Ye Qingtian was walking towards the depths of the sea of ​​flowers, a soft voice suddenly came, and then not far in front of him, an extremely enchanting figure appeared at some point.

The visitor was obviously a woman, with a graceful figure and extremely beautiful appearance, swaying between glances, even Ye Qingtian, who was used to seeing beauties, was a little lost in it for a while.

On the top of the woman's head, there is a big white flower, which looks delicate and charming. Although it is only plain white, but such a comparison compares all the thousands of peonies in the sea of ​​flowers.

This may be the old saying that people are more delicate than flowers, and flowers are as beautiful as people. In short, in Ye Qingtian's view, the huge white peony complements this charming woman, and both are indispensable.

"Then how do you comply with the rules?"

Although Ye Qingtian is not obsessed with beauty, but such a pleasing beauty, it is good to take a second look, so he is different from dealing with the bamboo attribute ghost before, and he doesn't mind talking a few more words with the other party.

"You can call my concubine Mrs. Peony!"

The charming woman on the opposite side giggled twice, but she didn't directly answer Ye Qingtian's question, but reported her own family name, which is true to her name and well-deserved reputation.

"Okay, Mrs. Peony, what are the rules here?"

Ye Qingtian does as the Romans do, anyway, he regards this trip to Qianmu City as a game. To be honest, after saying these few words, he is really reluctant to kill this so-called Mrs. Peony.

"Hee hee, very few men here dare to come here. Since the young master has the courage, he should be qualified to be the guest of honor as a concubine!"

The next few words from Mrs. Peony directly shocked Ye Qingtian. Are the ghosts of the secret path so let go?

"Guest entering the curtain" is not a good word, but Mrs. Peony is not ashamed at all.

But I have to say that Mrs. Peony, who is so unrestrained, has a different kind of charm, or a different kind of temptation. If it is really some weak-willed people, they may get lost in it.

A ghost who cultivates a human body also has desires. Otherwise, the ghost guarding the city in Shifang City would not have touched Mu Yin and lost his life in the end.

"I think you should change your name to Mrs. Femme fatale!"

There was a smile on Ye Qingtian's face. When he said these words, he suddenly found that the face of Mrs. Peony on the opposite side darkened, and a huge peony flower appeared next to him.

This peony flower is not plain white, and the flower disc suddenly closed, swallowing Ye Qingtian's entire figure, which looked extremely terrifying and mysterious.

Boom!

It's just that Ye Qingtian is a strong man in the realm of demigods. The next moment, his pulse was already surging, and the huge beautiful peony flower burst open suddenly, turning into countless fragments, and dissipating in the sea of ​​flowers.

"Um?"

At the moment when the pulse was surging, Ye Qingtian suddenly discovered a fact, which made his face change slightly, secretly thinking that although these strange spirits are low in cultivation, their methods are endless.

"It turned out to be just an illusion!"

Ye Qingtian could see clearly at this moment, whether it was the huge peony flower that exploded, or the so-called Mrs. Peony who chatted with him for a long time, they were not the real body, but illusions.

"It's the fragrance of these peonies!"

The illusion is not a phantom, it is a scene imagined by Ye Qingtian out of thin air, that is to say, he talked with an illusory spirit for a long time before, which is also a kind of humiliation for him.

It has to be said that Mrs. Peony's methods are unique, perhaps as early as Ye Qingtian just stepped into the sea of ​​flowers and inhaled the fragrance of those flowers, she had already become enlightened.

If it were another eighth-rank immortal master, even a senior immortal-level pulse refiner with powerful soul power might capsize in the gutter and die inexplicably.

Fortunately, Ye Qingtian was not comparable to those rank seven or eight immortals. The qualitative change in the demigod realm made him finally discover something was wrong, but he didn't worry too much.

laugh!

A flower branch suddenly shot out from the dark night, this time it was not the direction of the flower to attack Ye Qingtian, but a flower branch as sharp as a sharp arrow, stabbing directly at his left eye, it looked sharp No match.

The sudden fatal attack made Ye Qingtian's eyes flash, and he could clearly sense that this attack was definitely not just an illusion, but a real existence.