People are coiling dragons, but hell

Chapter 114 Ten Thousand Flowers

"Who is in favor, who is against..."

"Agree..."

"be opposed to…"

On the top of the lonely Colorful Mountain, Yongen's voice kept echoing.

Most of the hundreds of strong men present fell into confusion after hearing this, and many even looked very pale at this time.

Yongen's voice is just a simple use of aura combined with a hymn, which is already beyond the endurance of ordinary six-star demons.

However, there are also many who are close to the Seven-Star Demon level who come to compete for the Heart of Malaise.

Yongen swept his consciousness and immediately found three or four relatively relaxed figures.

One of the men in a red trench coat shouted disdainfully: "I object!"

As the man in red spoke, he suddenly turned into a blue flame and attacked Yongen.

"Objection?" Yongen smiled softly, and immediately increased the intensity of his attack.

The flame floated towards Yongen and was immediately shaken away by the sound.

With a "chi" sound, the man in red who revealed his true identity was pierced through the head by Yongen's sword, and the dark fiery red godhead fell immediately.

"If a seven-star demon dares to object, whoever will die will die if you don't." Yongen said lightly.

Hundreds of strong men were shocked when they saw that Yongen killed a seven-star demon in an instant with ease.

"That's Lord Bemueller."

"Who is this strong man who practices the rules of life? He can actually kill Lord Bemuller in an instant?"

Many people recognized that the man in red who was killed instantly was Bemuller, the famous seven-star demon in Zique Mansion.

However, even such existences still cannot withstand Yongen's blow.

"Everyone, this lord must be a reclusive Shura. With such a strong man here, why should we fight?"

"Yes, I will leave all my depressed heart to this Lord."

Many people were talking loudly to each other. After seeing Yongen's thunderous methods, they all bowed to Yongen's strength.

Although treasures are good, lives are more important, and everyone understands this truth.

Under the admiring and horrified gazes of everyone, Yong En and the four of them collected their ten depressed hearts and left immediately.

Metal life streaked through the air, and decades had passed.

Whenever they pass by some famous places, Yongen and his party will stop and have a look.

When they came, they had to rush because of the tight schedule, but when they returned, they were not in such a hurry.

As for Alphonse's final test, it will not begin until five hundred years later. They have enough time to take a good look at the beauty of hell.

In a canyon filled with thousands of flowers, the metal life was taken back by Alfonkins in a flash.

The four of them immediately walked among countless strange flowers. This was the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers in Liang'an Prefecture.

On both sides of the valley are continuous mountains spanning thousands of miles, with a wavy gap of thousands of miles cut off between the two mountains. The strange energy wandering on both sides of the mountains constantly collides and blends in the valley, eventually forming a strange sea of ​​energy flowers.

The strange flowers blooming in the canyon seem to be real, but in fact they are just the intersection of energy from the two mountains. If you touch it with your hands, you can still feel the slightest fluctuation of energy.

In this wave of fluctuations, there are hidden bits of artistic conception of the way of destruction.

Being in it is like traveling in the elemental ocean of destructive divine power, which is so wonderful.

And these are the reasons why the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers is famous and attracts countless gods to visit and watch.

"When we came here, we saw a sea of ​​flowers in the distance. At that time, we were in a hurry to go to Colorful Mountain and didn't have time. Now we have to take a stroll." Wandering in the sea of ​​flowers, Hanmer said softly.

"There are so many people." Yongen also smiled softly.

Over the past thousand years, his strength has become stronger and stronger, and his tense nerves have gradually relaxed a little. He will also relax when it is time to relax.

Yongen was soothed and comfortable in the sea of ​​flowers, and countless strange flowers seemed to be looking at him one by one. He suddenly felt something in his heart, relaxed his mind, and allowed this destructive mood to settle into his soul.

The mind of the soul is gray and black, and the eyes of a variety of purples and reds bloom.

Yongen's soul suddenly fell into a state of strangeness.

Being stared at by the eyes that filled the sky, the peaceful and majestic sacred tree suddenly shook its branches.

A slanting branch waved, and the strange sky was cut open, and the countless eyes filled with the aura of destruction were shattered.

Yongen's eyes suddenly widened, and a powerful aura suddenly emerged.

Learmence noticed something strange about Yongen at this time. His eyes widened and he said, "Yongen, can you understand this?"

Yongen also showed his signature smile when he heard this: "Haha, it happened to me too. I guess it was the depressed heart that had the effect. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to gain any insights."

After the four people left the Colorful Mountain, each of them had a depressed heart.

Over the past few decades, few people have felt the effects of a depressed heart.

However, people's perceptions are different, and no one can say whether this thing is effective or not.

Even though Yongen suddenly had some enlightenment, he couldn't tell whether it had anything to do with his depressed heart.

"Yongen, you are dishonest. You are a monster yourself, and you said that the heart of malaise had an effect. We all took the heart of malaise, why didn't we see any enlightenment?" Hammer said with a playful smile.

Alfonkins also smiled and echoed: "That's right, Yongen. Even if you are humble, you have to find a better reason. Doesn't it make us look stupid if you do this?"

"Ha ha!"

Yongen laughed loudly and quickly put the topic aside: "Lilmons, the artistic conception of this sea of ​​flowers is quite good. The way of destruction you practice can be understood here."

Learmons smiled bitterly when he heard this: "Ah, the artistic conception of destruction here is indeed strong, but it is still too difficult for me to understand it."

Before he met Yong En, he was somewhat of a genius.

After practicing for tens of thousands of years, you can reach the level of a six-star demon. You are considered a genius no matter where you are.

Even in all hell, he's not that bad.

But compared to Yongen, it pales into insignificance.

The talent that Learmonth was so proud of was as dim as the light of a grain of rice competing with the bright moon in front of Yongen.

Learmons shook his head bitterly, and Han Mo saw his expression.

Hammer wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how to express it, so he immediately changed the subject: "Yongen, what did you realize this time? Could it be that you have broken through the rules of life again?"

"That's not true." Yongen chuckled softly: "I just roughly understood a direction, well, this direction is about material attacks."

"Material attack?" Alfonkins asked repeatedly.

Having known Yongen for so long, he had never seen Yongen perform a powerful material attack. In his eyes, Yongen was as seriously biased as he was.

In fact, the vast majority of strong people are only outstanding in one aspect, either they are outstanding in soul attack, they are outstanding in material attack, or they are not good at speed or defense.

It is too difficult to keep pace with matter, soul, speed, and defense.

Even those commanders and Shura who stand at the pinnacle of hell are rarely able to be good at the soul while also taking into account the material aspect.

The fundamental reason for this is that the eleven series of laws and rules have different emphases.

Some laws favor the soul, and some laws favor matter. If you want to make up for the aspects that the laws are not good at, you need to start with the strength of the soul and body itself, or use the main artifact to make up for the weaknesses.

Yongen's physical strength is already close to that of a five-star demon. Coupled with the ten times amplitude of the spiritual light characteristic of the material level, the only amplitude of the rules of life, and his passive soul-eating, the material attacks he can perform can also reach the level of a seven-star demon.

It's just that he doesn't have the right skills to use it, so Yongen has always relied on soul attacks to fight.

But now, with a sudden and inexplicable realization, Yongen created a material attack that was extremely suitable for him.

He whispered secretly, letting his soul remember the artistic conception of being broken at the touch of a touch, and raised his head and said, "Yes, let's call this move my Ten Thousand Flowers."

(End of this chapter)