Chapter 1920: Two-time flower
Magic medicine?
Lu Yi's eyes flashed, and he asked, "What does this magical medicine do?"
"It allows the saint to live out the second life." Huang Wu said.
Lu Yi was shocked, but at the same time feeling puzzled, and wondered: "Since this miraculous medicine can make the saint live out the second life, why doesn't Senior Samsara Juggernaut take it?"
"Because this miraculous medicine hasn't fully matured yet." Huang Wu said, "This crude medicine is called the Flower of Two Generations. It takes 20,000 years to mature. When the Samsara Sword Saint dies, it is estimated that it will not even grow buds. "
"Will those foreign masters come to it?" Lu Yi guessed.
"Extremely possible." Huang Wu said: "The two-life flower is very rare, especially those old saints. If they have it, they can live the second life without having to cross the calamity. It can be said to be a life-saving medicine."
"When the alien race invaded the human race, many saints died, and some saints were seriously injured. They must be in urgent need of life for the second life."
Huang Wu said: "Moreover, over the years, some big powers, such as the Sword God Temple, the Starry Sky Pavilion, the Kuzhuzhai, and the Tiansha Sect, have all been looking for the two-life flower and the magic medicine for life extension.
"In that case, we have met a baby." Lu Yi said happily.
"Our chances are indeed very good." Huang Wu then reminded: "But there are usually things guarding the magical medicine. It is not easy to pick it."
"It's okay, as long as the things are here, we will definitely be able to succeed." Lu Yi finished speaking, and slowly approached Huoyan Mountain with Huang Wu.
Suddenly, Lu Yi's heart jumped inexplicably.
Stopped.
"What's wrong?" Huang Wu asked.
"Why do I have a bad premonition?" Lu Yi swept around, but found no danger.
"Be careful." Huang Wu reminded again.
If the magical medicine is easy to pick, there will not be so many corpses of the powerhouses of the gods.
They approached slowly, and soon, they were only ten meters away from the Flame Mountain.
"Huang Wu, dare to take risks with me?" Lu Yi asked.
"You're thinking……"
Lu Yi nodded.
"Yeah." Huang Wu nodded.
Whoosh!
Lu Yi hugged Huang Wu, unfolded quickly, turned into a streamer, rushed to the Huoyan Mountain, and stretched out his right hand toward the Eternal Flower.
When Lu Yi's palm just touched the mysterious white aperture, a huge force immediately spit out blood from him.
"How are you?" Huang Wu said in surprise.
"It's okay." Lu Yi wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring at the mysterious white halo outside the Flower of the Second World with deep eyes.
He had clearly noticed a power that destroys the world and almost wiped out his soul.
"What is it, so powerful?" Lu Yi asked inwardly.
boom!
At this moment, there was a huge explosion, the lava flowed turbulently, and then the sound of "clicking" was endless, and then a purple skeleton stood up from the flame.
He was no more than five feet tall, standing there, as if he was the only one in the world, and I was the only one, and his powerful aura shook Lu Yi and Huang Wu back a hundred miles.
"What is this?" Lu Yi trembled.
"This is the corpse of a saint." Huang Wu's face was pale and said: "Only after the death of the saint, the corpse will turn purple."
Cang!
The sky-shaking sword chant sounded, and suddenly, between the heaven and the earth, the sword aura was horizontal, and countless flames were extinguished, very terrifying.
The most important thing is that these sword auras are all transmitted from the corpse.
"He is dead, why is he still so powerful?" Huang Wu asked in surprise.
"I don't know..." Lu Yi didn't finish speaking, suddenly his face changed drastically, leading Huang Wu back at an alarming speed.
"what happened?"
"He is awake." Lu Yi's face was nervous.
what!
Before Huang Wu had time to take a closer look, the entire sea of flames was violently turbulent, the sky full of magma rose into the sky, and a terrifying kendo will spread in the flames.
"Could it be that this is the bones of Senior Samsara Sword Saint?" Huang Wu asked in surprise.
Cang!
There was another heaven-shattering sword chant, the sky rumbling, and the sword intent was like tides, mighty and mighty, as if all the world was covered by sword aura, which made people tremble.
Under this strong kendo will, Lu Yi's skin cracked, and golden blood shed, and his bones were creaking, almost breaking.
Lu Yi gritted his teeth and backed away a few hundred miles, using the Nine Turns Golden Body Jue to the extreme, emitting a devastating golden light, and tightly protecting Huang Wu in his arms.
The corpse stood on Flame Mountain and turned around.
Lu Yi saw that in the two eyeholes of the corpse, there was a turbulent sword current turning around, as if he was not dead at all.
"Who wants to take the flower of the second generation?" A majestic low groan said from the corpse's mouth, like a muffled thunder, suddenly sounded in the hearts of Lu Yi and Huang Wu.
"puff!"
Lu Yi and Huang Wu couldn't bear the pressure and spurted blood on the spot.
"Who is he?"
"It's obviously a corpse, why doesn't it feel like it's not dead?"
"Escape!" Lu Yi ran away with Huang Wu without thinking. This is a saint, they are not rivals at all.
"Who wants to take the two-life flower of this saint?" The voice sounded again.
The powerful pressure almost lifted Lu Yi and Huang Wu away.
"He's here!"
In Huang Wu's horrified gaze, the corpse walked over here, wherever it passed, the flame went out automatically, the magma stood still and stopped flowing.
The most frightening thing is that the corpse took only one step and reached a few hundred meters in front of Lu Yi and Huang Wu, blocking the path of the two.
"You two want to take my second life flower?"
The corpse looked over here, and the two sword-filled pupils, as if they could see everything in the world, shot into the eyes of Lu Yi and Huang Wu.
"puff!"
"puff!"
Without the slightest resistance, Lu Yi and Huang Wu vomited blood together, their gazes were like a sacred mountain, suppressing their hearts.
"Don't look at him, let's go!" Lu Yi roared. At this moment of life and death, he used all his power and rushed out into the distance at an extremely fast speed.
Humph!
The corpse let out a cold snort of dissatisfaction, and then stomped lightly.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a shocking pressure filled the world, and Lu Yi discovered in horror that he was imprisoned and couldn't move his whole body.
That's it!
Lu Yi's heart was cold.
"Sorry, I hurt you." Huang Wu said with tears.
"Don't blame you, this is fate." Lu Yi said: "We can die together, it is also a kind of fate."
"Little monk, he wanted to take this sage's second-generation flower. He was so bold and wanted to die!" It was like the magic sound from the Jiuyou Hell, the roaring voice rolled.
Then, the corpse stuck out his left hand, straddling a hundred miles in the blink of an eye, and grabbed Lu Yi and Huang Wu.
Lu Yi clearly felt that his soul was shaking at this moment, and that palm contained an irresistible power.
Am I going to die?
No, I can't just die like this.
Lu Yi suddenly raised his head, Xuanyuanjian jumped out of his eyes, carrying a hundred-foot-long golden sword light, and cut it out.
