Star Island, Qingtian.

On the sea, the fierce battle between the Red Ghost and the extraterritorial union has ended. The two can be said to have fought both sides and suffered losses. On the cloud platform, there was a ghost face mask and the sound of Bailiqin holding the Star Soul Sword in hand, and the eyes flashed slightly through the mask.

He actually saw the flowers blooming.

Not one flower, but one flower after another!

Those flowers are not things on earth. Each one is the size of a millstone. It has extremely bright petals and a bone-cold breath. It blooms with the footsteps of a figure, forming a sea of ​​flowers from the depths of the Star Island, spreading across the sea of ​​flowers.

The thunder magic power completely dissipated in this sea of ​​flowers, so strange that it makes people feel thrilled.

When Bailiqin's sound was wrapped in a trembling like a natural enemy, Ji Honglian, who was severely injured by his punch, fell into a coma.

The owner of Star Island seemed to be immersed in the nightmare that many years ago again.

That nightmare disappeared many years ago, but it returned again with the news of the death of the Immortal Lord.

In the nightmare, she was chased by countless demons with claws. She escaped for a long time, until a door appeared in front of her. She hurriedly pushed the door and rushed out, and then she was even more frightened to find that outside the door was a cold dining table, and she herself had become a delicious meal for the huge evil demon.

"ah!"

The girl who was awakened by a nightmare with a cold sweat was weakly curled up in the corner of the wall. It was the nightmare that Ji Honglian would experience almost every night after leaving Shura Dao in her childhood.

Until now, Ji Honglian still remembered what she had experienced when she was young. She was taken to a strange place by that uncle, like a cloud tower in the air. As soon as she went out, there was a strong wind whistling, which scared her so much that she didn't dare to leave the room.

The door was gently pushed open. The girl, who had not yet fully awakened from the nightmare, stared at the door with extremely horror. When she saw the figure that made people feel at ease, she let out a long sigh.

"Girl, I've eaten the pill."

A white-haired man handed over a pill with a gentle smile and said, "Have you had a nightmare?"

The girl carefully took the elixir. She couldn't see the level of the elixir, but could sense the powerful spiritual power overflowing in the elixir. She shook her head stubbornly.

"Stubborn child..." The white-haired young man smiled: "It is a bad habit for children to lie."

Since she was six years old, Ji Honglian began to follow Xiaoyao Immortal Lord. When she was entangled by nightmares, his uncle would refine some strange magic weapons or find various spiritual herbs to calm the mind, and even use the power of his soul to clear her nightmare. However, nightmares are always there.

Invaded by the outside world aura of Shura Dao, Ji Honglian's nightmare is actually related to the severe damage of her mind.

She didn't know it herself, but her uncle knew very well that if she hadn't been a powerful immortal, no one would have saved her from this level of damage. Even if Ji Honglian was saved, she would not be able to dispel the nightmare formed by the aura outside the world.

Unless it is to find the true treasure in the world.

Half a year later, a small stone was worn on her neck by Xiaoyao Immortal Lord, and from then on, her nightmare disappeared strangely.

Ji Honglian didn't know what kind of treasure the stone was, she only knew the name of the small stone, which was Dinghaizhu.

"Uncle! The flying sword was lost, it seemed to have fallen from the Immortal Palace!"

"Uncle! I have learned how to break a big tree after I have learned how to thunder in my palm!"

"Uncle! Qianhao is stealing fruit again!"

"Uncle, Shura escaped, I can't catch up with it!"

"uncle……"

It seemed as if I dreamed of the kind and powerful uncle again. Ji Honglian was in a coma and called her only relative in a vague manner. Beside me, I paused slightly in the footsteps of the sea of ​​flowers, but a strange voice came with a familiar tone.

"Girl, I've eaten the pill..."

The feeling of melting at the mouth finally woke Ji Honglian up from her coma. Then she saw a strange figure, and the previous whisper made her feel extremely familiar. When the word "Uncle" was almost blurted out, Ji Honglian stopped forcibly.

It was not her uncle, but another strange young man, but for some reason, Ji Honglian always felt that the other party was very familiar and very friendly.

The figure was walking, and Ji Honglian was also moving, as if she was being carried forward by something. When Ji Honglian saw clearly the fierce dragon carrying her, her small face was already covered with tears.

"Zhulong..."

In a choked whisper, Ji Honglian cried out: "Uncle!"

As the person who is most familiar with the Immortal Lord, how could Ji Honglian not recognize Zhulong’s body? Since Zhulong appears, then her uncle must not be dead!

The unspeakable grievance and happiness formed a storm in his heart. Ji Honglian was seriously injured, and his eyes were blurred. Bai Yi turned around slightly and gently patted the back of the girl's head. His slender fingertips passed through Ji Honglian's long hair, and combed the other party's soul with the mysterious power of the Taoist heart.

"Did you lose the flying sword? No hurry, uncle will help you find it back. My Honglian is not a child anymore. Do you still like to cry?"

It would be fine if Bai Yi didn't say it. This sentence made Ji Honglian cry loudly, and tears wiped Zhulong's body...

Holding Ji Honglian's little hand, Bai Yi helplessly comforted his niece who was over a thousand years old and could cry. Then he took the small stone in the other party's hand. If this stone was used by Ji Honglian, it would be a real disaster for death. I am afraid that only he, Xiaoyao Immortal Lord, would not attract the strongest murderous intent of the demon clan in the world.

The outside aura in Ji Honglian's body had long been dispelled by the top-level spiritual pill refined by Bai Yi, and the shock in his soul was also solidified by the miraculous effects of the Dinghai Pearl. Since Bai Yi no longer concealed his identity, it was time to return this Dinghai Pearl.

However, before that, he still had some housework to deal with.

Clean the portal!

The continuous sea of ​​flowers reached the cloud platform in the air, and then a huge flower hundreds of feet bloomed under the cloud platform, changing this cloud platform, which was only a powerful person with a combination of powerhouses, into an extremely strange appearance. Deep in the heart of the flower, there was an ancient long sword inserted in the back.

Deep in the island, a slightly thin figure came over the flowers and stepped onto the gimbal.

"Who is that?"

In the stands on the sea, countless questions appeared one after another.

Although the strange young man was only in the middle stage of fusion, he brought great pressure. Behind the young man, the Star Island Lord stood respectfully on the shore like a younger generation, and there was a demon cultivator who exuded a level 8 aura beside him.

On the stands of the Underworld Soul Sect, the thin Pang Wu opened his eyes again, and a strange halo was lingering in the Buddha pendant on his neck. In the northern part of Wang Po's arms, a doll that was quietly like a puppet, and his big eyes turned around.

These powerful five realms who have become famous for many years are not afraid of a mid-stage fusion, but are afraid of the strange flower on the cloud platform and the sword in the heart of the flower.

Because it was these strange flowers that silently offset the thunder magic power that was activated with all the strength of Bailiqin.

"Ghost Powers, Soul-Summoning Flower Sea..."

On the edge of the island, a whisper came from the big black pot in front of the ugly ghost. There was no water in the pot and it gradually boiled. A faint figure slowly emerged from the pot. The ghost king of Shenzhou Lake snorted and said to himself: "What a familiar smell... It seems that I don't have to take this black pot anymore."

Dong Qianlin was sniffing something strange around, which made the ugly ghost on the side embarrassed. He wanted to remind Lord Ghost King that there were many people around him, so he should not bring out the strange problems at home, but he did not dare to say it. Then, the ugly ghost heard their Ghost King sigh and miss it.

"That's the smell of fighting spirit, the power of the heart of Tao... Zhanxian, he's back!"
Chapter completed!