Chapter 1894: Someone Got There First

When the two of them were just a dozen meters away from the sea of ​​flowers, a bloody smell that made people's scalps numb entered their noses.

"Why is there such a strong bloody smell below? Is it all blood below?" Yang Feng probed downward with his spiritual sense and immediately found that the soil was all blood red. And Yang Feng also saw several skeletons.

Now Yang Feng understood that many monks had died here. Their blood dyed the land red, and their blood became the best nutrient for flower spirits.

"It seems that many monks have died in this sea of ​​flowers." If there were no hundreds of thousands of people who died here, the bloody smell would not be so strong.

Perhaps the monks who passed through this void have become nutrients.

At this moment, the flower spirits that Yang Feng was looking at suddenly sprayed their pollen at Yang Feng. Tens of millions of pollen rushed towards Yang Feng.

Fortunately, Yang Feng was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and blocked all the pollen.

"Fuck, you dare to spray me, all of you go to hell!" Yang Feng narrowed his eyes and was about to attack the flower spirits that sprayed pollen at him.

Let these flower spirits know who they can offend. Who they can't offend.

But at this time, the clone stopped Yang Feng: "My body, don't you think this sea of ​​flowers is very beautiful? If it is destroyed like this, wouldn't it be a pity?"

Hearing what the clone said, Yang Feng looked at the flower spirits in the sea of ​​flowers below. It was indeed beautiful. If there was no pollen that could make people dream, it would definitely be a very beautiful scenery.

"This shopkeeper thinks so too!" Yang Feng nodded. If that was the case, then all the flower spirits here, he would not be polite.

Yang Feng waved his hand, and all the spirit puppets appeared in the void. Yang Feng pointed at the sea of ​​flowers below and laughed loudly: "Haha. Boys, go and pull up those flowers for me. I want to take these flower essences back to plant."

The spirit puppet is a puppet item, and illusions and nightmares have no effect on it. In this way, with the spirit puppet, he doesn't have to do it himself, just command there.

The spirit puppet came to the flower essence, no matter how these flower essences sprayed pollen on the spirit puppet, it had no effect on them.

And those spirit puppets grabbed the stems of the nightmare magic flower without any lightness, and pulled up the whole nightmare magic flower with a little force.

"Haha. Boys, be gentle, don't damage these flowers for me." Yang Feng was frightened by the rough way of these spirit puppets, and quickly asked them to be gentle and not to damage the nightmare magic flower.

After all, nightmare flowers are very rare. According to the clone, even in the world of immortal cultivation, there are only a few monsters similar to nightmare flowers, and the number is even rarer.

Yang Feng asked a spiritualist puppet in the Tribulation Period to clear the way for him in front of him, and the other spiritualist puppets moved freely and pulled all the nightmare flowers here.

With the spiritualist puppet, Yang Feng's progress was very fast, and he quickly searched a large area. However, he has not seen the materials for casting Wuzhou Ding yet.

The material display on the map is only an approximate location, and it is not as accurate as at the beginning, which requires Yang Feng to spend some time to find it.

When Yang Feng came to another place, he found that vines were overwhelming them.

However, there were spiritualist puppets in front of them, and these vines could not reach Yang Feng at all.

These vines were emitted by some mutated nightmare flowers. These mutated nightmare flowers not only have pollen that can make people enter dreams, but also have very aggressive vines.

"Hehe. Interesting. I don't know whether your vines are more powerful or the tree spirit's branches are more powerful." Yang Feng laughed and released the tree spirits immediately.

After these tree spirits came out, they immediately knew what was going on. After turning into big trees, they swung their fingers and whipped the vines.

"Crack, crack!"

The vines of the Nightmare Demon Flower could not resist the whipping of the branches at all, and they broke one after another.

Yang Feng nodded with satisfaction when he saw this, and then started looking again.

Soon, a flower king of the Nightmare Demon Flower that was more than ten times taller and thicker than other Nightmare Demon Flowers appeared in front of Yang Feng.

In the petals of the Nightmare Demon Flower, there was a fist-sized crystal stone emitting emerald green light.

"Haha. This is the wood spirit soul that this shopkeeper needs." Yang Feng was full of joy, and immediately asked the spirit puppet to take the wood spirit soul from the petals of the Nightmare Demon Flower King.

The Nightmare Flower King wanted to resist at first, but it was facing a spiritualist puppet in the Tribulation Stage, and was uprooted by the spiritualist puppet in a few moves, and then the wood spirit soul in the petals was forcibly pulled out.

Yang Feng happily collected the wood spirit soul, and then joined the team of pulling flowers.

Soon all the Nightmare Flowers were uprooted and collected by Yang Feng into the system.

"Original body, look." When leaving, the clone was a little hesitant and wanted to say something.

Yang Feng immediately knew what was going on and said, "These Nightmare Flowers are not tamed, are you sure you want them?"

Yang Feng thought the clone wanted some Nightmare Flowers, although these Nightmare Flowers were as wilt as frost-bitten eggplants after leaving the soil.

But they were not tamed and were still a little dangerous.

"Haha. The original body is joking. I have no interest in nightmare flowers. I just need some vines." Seeing that Yang Feng did not understand what he meant, the clone smiled and said what he needed.

Yang Feng handed half of the vines that were torn off by the tree spirit to the clone, who was very happy and flattered Yang Feng.

"Let's go to the other side to get the things of this shopkeeper." Yang Feng waved his hand and disappeared on the spot.

In a snowy mountain, a handsome young monk dressed in white and holding a long sword looked forward with a smile on his face.

Opposite the young man, a middle-aged monk with a fierce look and red hair just looked at the young monk fiercely and said sternly: "Put down the spirit pearl to me, and I will spare your life."

"Put down the spirit pearl, and I will spare your life." Behind the red-haired middle-aged monk, there were thirty monks who shouted at the young monk.

"Hehe. If you want my spirit bead, come and get it yourself."

A sky-blue bead appeared in the young monk's hand. After the bead appeared, the spiritual energy around it became several times denser.

When the red-haired middle-aged monk saw the spirit bead, his eyes burst into an extremely greedy light.

The young monk curled his lips and flew rapidly behind him.

The red-haired monk cursed and hurriedly chased after him.

Yang Feng also discovered the situation, "Hey. The materials for refining Wuzhou Ding are actually moving. Did someone get there first?" Yang Feng looked at the map and found that the materials he needed were actually moving slowly.

"What a courage! You even dare to covet my things. What a dog's guts."