The Legend of Mortal Killing Immortals

Chapter 865 Where the Soul Transformation Grass is

Emperor Yuxian also followed Xiao Zhanzi into the vortex.

A huge piece of land is suspended in the void, surrounded by scattered rocks, floating aimlessly.

This is the Fragment of the Immortal Continent!
These fragments originally belonged to the fairy world, but because of the battle of gods tens of thousands of years ago, the fairy world was shattered and the fragments were scattered.

On the fragment of the continent in front of Xiao Zhanzi, the red smoke and dust formed countless ferocious tornadoes, raging on the ground, and the endless wind roared around these tornadoes, and the momentum was terrifying!
Even if Jinxian enters the period, he will be directly torn apart by these terrifying red tornadoes. Xiao Zhanzi, wrapped in the power of the five elements, rushed into the countless tornadoes without hesitation.

Emperor Yuxian also spread out a pair of wings behind him, and followed.

Right in the center surrounded by countless tornadoes, there is a piece of pure land, where not only is there no storm, but it is also green and shady, peaceful and pleasant.

In the very center of that piece of pure land, there is a very strange grass with seven leaves on it, the whole body is light gray, and it is almost transparent, but the overall appearance is like a sleeping baby.

"That's it!" After Xiao Zhanzi saw the grass, he immediately accelerated to break through the tornado area, and came close in the blink of an eye.

"Because this kind of grass is very rare, and once picked it will wither immediately, so I can only come here in person!" Immortal Yu said, taking a look at the grass.

"Hmm... I didn't expect...the soul-transforming grass really exists!" Xiao Zhanzi became excited, took a step forward, looked at the grass carefully, and nodded.

"Okay, hurry up, we can't be on the battlefield without us for a long time!" Yu Xianhuang stood aside, and there was a hint of envy in his eyes.

"Sheng'er... children...you are about to be resurrected!" Xiao Zhanzi said as he took out the magic jade flute with trembling hands, a tear slowly slid down the face of this strong man.

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