Flower Master in the City

"Bang!"

Zhao Qingqing struggled to kick away the mud waves that were coming towards her, eager to escape from the quagmire.

"Another 20,000 pounds!"

The mud on Zhao Qingqing's legs, at a speed visible to the naked eye, became darker and darker from a light color, until it condensed into a shocking black and purple color.

Then the soil quickly climbed up her body until it turned her into a perfect clay sculpture.

"Hahaha, finally can't move! In Luofeng Mountain, my Niangniang is the sky, and no one is my opponent!"

The woman in the long skirt saw that Zhao Qingqing was trapped in the quagmire, unable to extricate herself, and couldn't help laughing happily.

After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Xia Xia and said with a wicked smile: "It's your turn next, but I want to see how much you can hold."

Xia Xia glanced at the woman disdainfully: "Your method is useless to me, and this stupid girl Qingqing will fall for you."

"Hmph, are you afraid?"

The woman in the long skirt became more and more complacent, pointed at Xia Xia and said, "Then you can sink into the ground with your woman and become fertilizer for Luofeng Mountain."

Xia Tian yawned lazily: "It's more suitable for an idiot like you to be a fertilizer."

"The big talk is beautiful, it depends on whether you have real skills!"

The woman in the long skirt was quite disdainful of Xia Xia in words, but gave full attention to her actions, and gave Xia Xia a start: "The mud tide is surging, ten thousand pounds, go!"

Xia Xia stood still, letting the muddy water stick to his body, layer by layer, the color changed from light to dark, from soft to hard, from less to more... In the end, he drowned his whole body.

"Bang!"

Xia Xia punched casually and directly shattered the layers of clay sculptures stuck to him.

"Sure enough, it's a bit of a skill, but you'll be fine next!"

The woman in the long skirt was not too surprised. She had already found out that Xia Xia was stronger than Zhao Qingqing, so she was prepared in her heart: "The confluence of mud tides, 50,000 catties!"

Xia Xia was still unshakable, letting the mud flow roll around him and engulf him again.

"Bang!"

It was another simple punch that shattered directly.

"I don't believe it anymore, another 100,000 catties!"

The woman in the long skirt almost entered a state of madness, adding the weight of the soil to Xia Xia's body like a madman.

Regrettably, with little success.

"Even if you add another million pounds, it won't help. I already said that this kind of thing won't work for me."

Xia Xia broke the clay sculpture easily again, "If there is no other trick, then you can prepare to die."

The woman in the long skirt couldn't accept this reality. She gritted her teeth and said, "Impossible, you are definitely supporting it. The entire soil on the Fengshan Mountain can be used by me. Can you still carry the entire mountain?"

Xia Tian yawned lazily, his expression still very calm: "Then you can try, it's not difficult to carry the whole mountain and beat you."

"Okay, since I can't trap you, then I will crush you with the whole mountain!"

The woman in the long skirt was also ruthless, and suddenly turned her body into the soil. After a while, it really stirred the entire Luofeng Mountain, and countless soils gathered in one place like a hundred rivers returning to the sea. Then it rushed towards summer with overwhelming momentum.

Xia Xia still didn't move, still letting the mud flow rush towards him.

Of course, the dirt had never touched him from beginning to end, not even his clothes. It could only condense two or three inches outside of his body, and it looked like it was directly glued to Xia's body. .

The soil was condensed layer by layer, compressed bit by bit, and the color turned from black and purple to golden light in the end.

In a short time, the entire outline of summer is gradually revealed.

People who don't know the situation, at first glance, thought it was a golden statue for Xia Xia.

"Hmph, the cowhide blows the sky, but I still can't escape from my Wuzhishan."

Although the woman in the long skirt has consumed a lot of spiritual energy, she can't bear it now, but her expression is quite satisfied, "These two people have a lot of energy in their bodies, as long as they are digested cleanly, no matter how my realm is also promoted. With a large step, you will be free from the constraints of this mountain at that time."

The long-haired woman moved both the golden statue of Xia Xia and the purple statue of Zhao Qingqing in front of her, with a smug smile on her face: "I know you are not dead yet, you can hear what I said inside.

Before you die, listen to what I have to say. "

"Two thousand years ago, those people made a clay statue for this mountain, built a mountain temple, and often worshipped and offered sacrifices to the clay statue."

"A thousand years ago, this mountain finally awakened the spirituality of Sisi in the incense of all beings."

"Five hundred years ago, this kind of spirituality was finally finalized, and there is no need to worry about wind power Tianwei."

"One hundred years ago, when the temple was rebuilt, there was a clay sculpture of my Niangniang."

"More than 60 years ago, that person saw that I had spirituality, so he helped me point out the spiritual body..." "Now, I am finally free from the shackles of this mountain, and I am going to become the real me."

The woman in the long skirt seemed to be hysterical, knelt on the ground and kept muttering to herself, "Of course, this is due to the two of you, as well as the hard work of countless ordinary people who sacrificed before. Forgot."

At this moment, the woman in the long skirt raised her hand and summoned a young girl from the ground.

It was Chen Guo'er's appearance, but more beautiful, more moist, and more moving.

"This is the perfect flesh and blood that I extracted from tens of thousands of people."

The woman in the long skirt didn't know who she was talking to, maybe she was just venting herself, "Before, what those people trampled on were just defective products."

More than ten minutes have passed, and the woman in the long skirt is still chattering, like in a dream, endlessly.

Not far away, Zhao Qingqing became a little impatient, and said to Xia Tian, ​​"Master, I still want to punch this woman's head, she is too grumpy."

Xia Xia said lazily: "If you want to fight, fight, I didn't stop you."

Obviously, the mud flow of the woman in the long skirt had not trapped Xia Xia and Zhao Qingqing, but Xia Xia had stabbed the woman with a needle, making her think she had succeeded.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you wait any longer, just treat it as listening to the story."

Zhao Qingqing thought about it carefully, and said lightly: "However, I am a little curious, who is the person who enlightened her.

She only mentioned the surname Yue before, and it was from Kunlun Mountain. Master, do you have any impression? "

"No."

Xia Tian curled his lips, "Not only have no impression, but also no interest."

"What if the surnamed Yue is a woman, or a peerless beauty."

Zhao Qingqing asked with a smile.

Xia Tian stretched lazily: "That's not interesting, it's enough to have you."

"Master, what you said is really insincere."

Zhao Qingqing didn't believe Xia Xia's words, "If it's really a beauty, you will definitely go back and turn her into a wife."

"Believe it or not."

Xia Xia did not believe that the immortal cultivator named Yue would be a peerless beauty.

On the other hand, the woman in the long skirt has already started to do it.

The entire Ghost Villa suddenly deformed and became a rather simple and simple temple. After a mudslide-like scroll on the ground, a formation pattern slowly floated up, covering almost the entire Luofeng Mountain.

The woman in the long skirt stood in the center of the temple with the statues of the two summers and Zhao Qingqing.

Three circles were drawn on the ground there, the golden statue of Xia Xia was placed on the left, the purple statue of Zhao Qingqing was placed on the right, and the girl's body was placed in the middle.

"Everything is ready, it's almost time."

The woman in the long skirt smiled with satisfaction, then raised her hand to draw the long-haired youth and the inch-headed man out of the mud, and wiped the necks of the two with just a raised hand, and blood splattered immediately.

The woman in the long skirt reached out and took out the hearts of the two of them, put them on the ground, and then chanted an extremely obscure incantation, and the whole person danced wildly around the villa.

"Sure enough, it's not a serious way to come, and it looks like a demon at a glance."

Zhao Qingqing looked at the scene in the villa from a distance, and couldn't help shaking her head: "Master, I really can't stand it anymore, I want to kill her now!"

"Then go."

Summer said casually.

Zhao Qingqing got Xia Xia's permission, and immediately flew straight to the crazy woman in the villa.

"Drain endless spiritual energy and shape flesh and blood!"

The woman in the long skirt has not noticed the approaching danger at this time, and is still immersed in her own world. "There is no limit to heaven and earth, use my Taoist method to free me from the shackles of this mountain root and become an independent creature between heaven and earth."

Saying that, the woman in the long skirt spread her hands and pressed them on the heads of the statues of Xia Xia and Zhao Qingqing, respectively, and shouted, "Give your spiritual power, life, flesh and blood, breath... to my mother!"

"Crack, snap!"

In response to her were two crisp sounds, and then the golden statue of Xia Xia and the purple statue of Zhao Qingqing suddenly cracked inch by inch, turning into mud on the ground.

"W-what's the matter?"

The woman in the long skirt was stunned, not knowing what went wrong, "What is the situation?"

"It's not clear at a glance, why do you need to ask?"

At this time, Zhao Qingqing floated down to the woman in the long skirt, "Your plan failed."

"You, how are you all right?"

The moment the woman in the long skirt saw Zhao Qingqing, she almost spat out a mouthful of old blood in shock, "You have already been sealed in a clay sculpture by me."

Zhao Qingqing said with a smile: "You don't really think that your little Daoism can trap me and my master, right?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The woman in the long skirt couldn't accept this reality, "There is absolutely no way anyone in the world can escape my clay sculpture method! This Luofeng Mountain is my territory. Since you are on the mountain, you must obey my orders!"

"Okay, stop dreaming."

Zhao Qingqing waved his hand, and said impatiently, "What about your tricks, I've already read it, and I'm tired of it. Now come with me to the Tiandao Group, you may only have a little research value left."

The woman in the long skirt felt humiliated, raised her hand and blasted a ball of mud at Zhao Qingqing: "Give me death."

"Bang!"

The mud ball burst open in mid-air, turning into countless mud arrows, chasing Zhao Qingqing all the time.

"This trick is useless."

Zhao Qingqing took two steps back, and suddenly flashed behind the woman in the long skirt, kicked her to the ground with one foot, and nailed her toes firmly to the other's chest, making her unable to move.