Chapter 345 The Flower of the Dead

Luo Zhen suddenly had the impulse to go to the battlefield where thirty-six monks were killed, because no matter how it is described, it is not as reliable as seeing it with his own eyes. Only after seeing it with his own eyes can he have a certain understanding of the thirteen puppet demons.

Because Luo Zhen knows that in the near future, it is very likely that he will also face the thirteen puppet demons, and he knows that it has always been his habit.

"You take me to the place where you fight with the thirteen puppet demons." Luo Zhen's tone has an unquestionable magic.

The injured monk just hesitated a little and nodded and agreed. It seemed that as long as Luo Zhen went with him, he was not even afraid to meet the thirteen puppet demons again. He himself did not know why he had this feeling.

Luo Zhen turned around and looked at the two Ye Mengling sisters behind him. His consciousness moved and he said, "You go first. I have something else to do."

Ye Mengling replied, "Where are you going?"

Luo Zhen said, "Go to a place that may be dangerous!"

Ye Mengling said, "Do you have to go?"

Luo Zhen said, "Uh-huh!"

Ye Mengling hesitated for a moment. She wanted to say that she would go with Luo Zhen, but she looked down at the extremely weak Ye Mengyu. After all, she didn't say it. She just whispered, "Then be careful." Also, remember to go to the Holy Ice Palace to find us!"

Luo Zhen did not answer. He slowly turned around and whispered, "Let's go!"

The monk's figure moved, sacrificed escape, and went in the direction of coming.

However, the monk's escape speed was too slow. Of course, Luo Zhen knew in his heart that this was the reason why he suffered a great internal injury. At this time, Luo Zhen also moved his mind and sacrificed the chaotic hearse he had ingested in the spiritual hall and directly into the monk's body.

As soon as the chaotic hearse poured into the monk's body, it quickly treated his injury. Moreover, even the spiritual power in his body was supplemented in a very short time.

The monk nodded gratefully to Luo Zhen and said, "My name is Fu Yan. I'm a monk in the Tianyuan region, Wangxianmen."

Luo Zhen said, "My name is Luo Zhen, a monk in the Beiming sea."

Fu Yan was slightly stunned and couldn't help looking Luo Zhen up and down carefully. He really didn't expect that Luo Zhen was a monk in the Beiming sea. Suddenly, his heart moved and his face changed greatly. He seemed to think of something and said, "Are you the one person who resisted the Tianyuan Pavilion at the beginning? The man who attacked the Beiming Sea?"

Luo Zhen nodded without any doubt.

Fu Yan's face changed again and again. Now he looks at Luo Zhen's eyes as if he were looking at a monster.

After announcing each other's names, the two stopped talking. They both unfolded the escape technique and run away quickly.

After Luo Zhen left, Ye Mengling hugged Ye Mengyu and stood in the wind and snow. After a moment, she finally sighed, and then bowed her head and said gently in Ye Mengyu's ear, "Sister, let's go back!"

Ye Mengyu had a wisp of confusion in his eyes and said, "What about Luo Zhen?"

Ye Mengling said, "He will go first. After a while, he will go to the Holy Ice Palace to find us."

"Oh!" Ye Mengyu seemed to be a little disappointed.

Ye Mengling, with Ye Mengyu, flew up from the snow and flew directly towards the Holy Ice Palace. It was not far from the Holy Ice Palace, so in less than half an hour, the two sisters arrived at the entrance of the Holy Ice Palace.

The appearance of the Holy Ice Palace has not changed at all. Ye Mengling and Ye Mengyu stood at the entrance and sighed for a moment.

"Finally back."

"Yes, but has the mysterious shadow really left the Holy Ice Palace?" Ye Mengling still has some worries.

Ye Mengyu said, "Yes, in the past year or so, I haven't felt the breath of that mysterious shadow. He has been away for at least a year."

Ye Mengling was slightly relieved and said, "In that case, let's go in!" After saying that, they took Ye Mengyu's arm and walked into the Holy Ice Palace together.

At this moment, Luo Zhen and Fu Yan are still esloping in the wind and snow.

"How far is it?" Luo Zhen's divine knowledge asked.

Fu Yan looked around and said, "There are still more than 200 miles left. It only takes a moment to get there!" Luo Zhen nodded. At this moment, he had sacrificed the five elements of thunder beads. The five elements of thunder beads were slowly running in his knowledge house. The huge power of purple thunder was continuously extracted from the thunder sea in the five elements of thunder beads and operated into the meridians of the body by Luo Zhen.

At the same time, a faint purple air mask appeared on the surface of Luo Zhen's body, which is the lightning shield.

Fu Yan also sacrificed the spiritual shield. There is no enemy in front of them, but both of them are like a big enemy.

A moment later, the figures of Luo Zhen and Fu Yan appeared on a plain.

On this plain, there is no snow, only some black soil, which is obviously very fertile, but on the black soil, there is no grass, not even a green tree. On this plain, there is only one flower that looks very beautiful, blooming brightly.

Luo Zhen has never seen such a strange scene before.

That kind of flower, the size of a basin, has only three colors, all of which are pure, one is flame red, one is dark blue, and the other is orange yellow.

Luo Zhen and Fu Yan took in and landed on the black plain.

After Fu Yan landed, he walked forward slowly. Luo Zhen also followed him, and the same divine consciousness came out, shrouded in a range of a hundred miles around him.

The more he went, the more surprised Luo Zhen was. Those strange flowers became more and more dense. Later, they even became a sea of flowers. As soon as the breeze brushed, the waves suddenly fluctuated, and a fascinating fragrance of flowers came to his face.

Luo Zhen asked, "What are the names of these flowers?"

Fu Yan's face moved slightly and said, "This kind of flower is called the undead flower."

Luo Zhen said to himself, "Dead flower?"

Fu Yan saw Luo Zhen's puzzled expression, so he explained, "There is nothing special about this kind of flower. However, it is rumored that if the monk died on this black soil plain, such an undead flower would grow on his body.

When Luo Zhen heard the words, he couldn't help taking a deep breath. If an undead flower grows on every corpse, then the sea of hundreds of undead flowers in front of him means that hundreds of thousands of monks have died on this black soil plain?

Fu Yan paused for a while and then continued, "This black earth plain was an ancient battlefield a long time ago, so the monks who died here, regardless of the base, so over time, there are so many undead flowers here. Moreover, the vitality of this undead flower is extremely strong. An undead flower can bloom for hundreds of years and will not be defeated for a long time.

Luo Zhen looked at it and found that there was a passage in this sea of undead flowers, and he and Fu Yan were walking on this passage at this moment.

Wherever the two of them pass, the petals of the undead flowers on both sides will suddenly shrink.

After walking less than two miles, the number of undead flowers became rarer and thinner. In the end, there were only a few dozen left. However, the dozens of undead flowers are much bigger and more colorful than the undead flowers in the sea of undead flowers.

Fu Yan saw the dozens of undead flowers and was suddenly stunned. He stood still and didn't know what he was thinking.

Luo Zhen also noticed the change in Fu Yan's look. At present, he carefully counted the dozens of undead flowers, no more, no less, just thirty-six. Then Luo Zhen understood in his heart that these thirty-six undead flowers must be on the bodies of the thirty-six deity monks killed by puppet demons. , grown up.

"Is this the place?" Luo Zhendao.

Fu Yan came to his senses, nodded slowly and said, "That's it!"

Luo Zhen's mind carefully searched the square circle several miles, but did not find any traces of battle, not even a trace of blood was found, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of confusion in his heart.

Fu Yan said, "On this black soil plain, after the monk dies, the flesh and blood will be purified by a mysterious force in the black soil in a very short time, so you can't see any remains of the body, and you can't find any blood. Moreover, after the fierce battle, the potholes created by the bombardment by the monk with strong spells will also recover quickly.

When Luo Zhen heard the words, his heart suddenly moved, and his consciousness surged. The power of purple thunder in the five elements of thunder beads was sacrificed, jumping happily at his fingertips. As soon as he was here, the power of purple thunder at his fingertips shot out and directly hit an empty black earth a few feet away from him.

With a "boom", the originally flat black land was hit by the power of the purple thunder and was immediately blown up by a huge pit.

The next scene surprised Luo Zhen.

The black soil around the huge pit kept pouring into the huge pit, as if it was not a black soil, but a black quicksand, which quickly filled the huge pit.

It only took a few breaths. The huge pit bombarded by Luo Zhen with the power of purple thunder was filled by the black soil around it, and the huge pit seemed to have never appeared.

Luo Zhenkou couldn't help but be surprised.

At this moment, Fu Yan seemed to have found something. As soon as his figure flashed, he jumped forward quickly. His whole body was like a predatory eagle, rushing at one of the thirty-six undead flowers.