The girl in the coffin: Feng Jue Tianxia

Chapter 258 Colorful Formation (79)

His chest was attacked by red light again, he felt a sudden pain, and let out a muffled groan, this time his eyes were sinister and angry, he was actually tricked again.

"How dare you intentionally provoke me, then distract me, and attack me." He gritted his teeth and said word by word, the anger seemed to be uncontrollable, and was about to explode.

Huangpu Nuoxi smiled contemptuously, and said sarcastically, "Only stupid people will be tricked, not to mention you are just a ray of flower soul illusory."

"Hmph, even if I've been recruited, your force can only tickle me." Shen Lang's haughty expression still hasn't faded, although he suffered some pain back and forth, he still put on a chic and easy look.

"It turns out that the flower soul can also pretend to be chic." Huangpu Nuoxi's mocking voice was particularly sweet, and continued to sarcastically, "I don't know who has pain in front and back, but still has to put on an extremely chic look."

Shen Lang's eyes froze, how could she know that he was pretending to be chic, in fact, the two consecutive force attacks just now still hurt him a little bit, and still hurt him a bit, but it didn't affect his force fighting, he was still extremely fierce and brave , Pretending to be calm and breezy, said, "Your aggressive tactics are useless to me. You attacked me. Now it's time for me to fight back."

His eyes suddenly became bluer, and the evil smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to come from the darkness in the deepest part of hell. He opened his right hand slightly, and murmured, "With the power of my flower soul, Baihua obeys me, and the flower stick comes out-" -"

I saw his mantra-like voice echoing in the place where a hundred flowers bloomed, those flowers began to get excited, and the petals began to leave the roots of the flowers, and the petals of the hundreds of flowers flew towards Shen Lang's open hand like a colorful rainbow.

Gradually, a flower stick was formed in Shen Lang's hands, with flowers on it, the flowers were colorful and lifelike, all of them were stirring non-stop, and a small stick formed by petals underneath.

He smiled deeply, and raised the flower stick in his right hand, a ray of seven-color light, which was extraordinarily gorgeous under the sun, and the more dazzling the color, the more powerful it was, and the seven-color light was as sharp as a blade, sharp, and fierce. Then he rowed towards Huangpu Nuoxi and the three of them.

Huangpu Nuoxi and the three of them dodged together, and separated a long distance from the seven-colored light, only to see the seven-colored light hit the ground vertically and fiercely, and the land it hit instantly disappeared. The flowers were all withered, and there was a big gap in the ground.

A strange scene once again appeared in front of Huangpu Nuoxi and the others. The cracked ground slowly closed, and the flowers grew as before, dazzlingly gorgeous.

"It will grow again.?" Lie Rufeng couldn't believe the scene in front of him, so he couldn't help saying it.

"This is called the Colorful Array, but it is an Array of Colorful Illusions. The things in the array are real and fake, and everything is fantasy, so those flowers, even if you burn them to death, they will still be exactly the same as before and will not change. A trace." Huangpu Nuoxi's dim eyes suddenly flashed, and what she said reminded her suddenly that since she is a flower soul, she must have a flower body.

As long as you find its flower body, you can break it.

Huangpu Nuoxi's pupils flashed, and the sharp light in his eyes burst out. He kept his composure, pursed his lips and smiled, and began to carefully observe the clusters of flowers growing in front of him. It has grown again, and the flowers are still blooming like a brocade, a hundred flowers are in full bloom, and they are aggressive and aggressive.

(End of this chapter)