Zi Chen looked at the distance, a whole plain, with patches of flowers and plants planted on it.

"Rich people like these soul-eating flowers and soul-devouring grasses."

Tan Lin took a sip of wine and said, "Magic weapons are huge treasures, and these are the little treasures that raise them."

Zi Chen turned to look at Tan Lin, "Magic weapon?"

"It is said that some fields will give birth to spirit-eating flower spirits. As long as rich people refine the spirits, they will become magic weapons. Then, if they continue to feed the spirit-eating flower seeds, they will become stronger."

Tan Lin said: "I saw it once in the city from a distance. The soul-devouring flower magic weapon swallowed a white one in one bite, and you could even hear the sound of chewing."

Zi Chen thought about the scene when he was attacked, it turned out to be like this.

The sky lit up with light, and the sky seemed to be raining light. It was so bright and sparkling, it was really beautiful.

Zi Chen looked at that piece of light and was in a daze.

"not good!"

Tan Lin's expression suddenly changed. He stood up and ran away with Zi Chen, "Hurry up, someone is coming to collect the Soul-Eating Flower."

The crystal light from behind swept over like a storm.

Zi Chen quietly turned around and saw a person standing in the sky. There was a Soul-Eating Flower hanging next to that person. It was not a light rain from the sky, but the Spirit-Eating Flower Monster was devouring the spiritual power of countless Soul-Eating Flowers below.

The light of spiritual power that filled the sky entered the opponent's mouth.

During this period, there were still some people.

They were all slave spirits responsible for that area, and they were all involved.

Real human life is as worthless as grass.

"Get down quickly, life or death is your fate!"

As the storm approached, Tan Lin yelled and pulled Zi Chen down.

The terrifying devouring power swept over, and all the surrounding soul-devouring flowers turned into light and flew into the sky.

The storm moved forward.

"Survived, survived!"

When the storm subsided, Tan Lin slapped his chest, showing an expression that looked like he was surviving the disaster.

At first glance, spiritual flowers were all over the place, and they were bright and beautiful. Putting aside the bloody scenes, it was actually a beautiful flower scene.

But now, all the spiritual flowers have been lost, and not even a blade of grass can grow.

Not to mention the flowers, even the people are gone.

They were the only two flower growers left in this huge area.

Zi Chen looked at the bare surroundings, "The soul-devouring flowers are all gone, what's next?"

Tan Lin said: "Everyone is dead, and there is no need to make any arrangements. A new group of people will be sent here soon. As for the person just now, he should be the city lord, and everything here belongs to him."

"How often does this happen?"

Tan Lin shook his head and said: "No, after all, the older the Soul-Eating Flower is, the better. The city lord is so impatient. Maybe he suffered a loss in Laoyin Mountain, which caused the magic weapon to be damaged and needs to be repaired urgently."

"Laoyin Mountain, what place is that?" Zi Chen looked curious.

"I've never been there. I heard it's a weird mountain. It's very heavy. It's related to the ancient gods. From time to time, the spirit of the gods will appear. Many people will go there to join in the fun. They say that the heavy mountain is very suitable for polishing the body.

"

Soon new people came here, and they were surprised to see that the two of them were still alive. The man who had been here not long ago gave him a bag of soul-devouring flower seeds.

This spiritual power is very weak and cannot be compared with the thousand-year-old spiritual seed in Zi Chen.

Zi Chen will follow the planting, and there should be no danger here in the next few decades and hundreds of years.

At night, Zi Chen lay on the roof and watched the stars. Tan Lin left because of something.

At night in the wasteland, there is only the blood moon, coldness and loneliness.

The sky here is filled with stars at night, the moon shines like a silver disk, and the environment is beautiful.

But Zi Chen hopes that the spirit tribe here can live in the wasteland.

Suddenly there was movement. Zi Chen turned his head and looked into the distance. Tan Lin was coming quickly. When he got closer, he lowered his voice and said, "Zi Chen, run!"

"What happened?"

Zi Chen was puzzled, and his soul power immediately dispersed.

There is a spirit flower in the distance, as high as a five-story building, and it is devouring those spirit races.

The shrill screams rose and fell one after another.

"It's the city lord. His Soul-Eating Flower has been greatly damaged. He wants to refine everyone here to recover it. Leave quickly!"

Tan Lin approached and grabbed Zi Chen.

At this moment, he is no longer a slave spirit during the day, but an immortal.

But Zi Chen didn't show any surprise. The second reason why he stayed here was to discover Tan Lin who was in a state of suppression.

It was a very mysterious method. If Zi Chen hadn't been special, he wouldn't have noticed it at all, and would have mistakenly thought that he was just an ordinary slave spirit.

Tan Lin was surprised to find that he could not pull Zi Chen away.

The other party stood there, as if he were a rock.

You know, he is an immortal, how can he pull away an ordinary person?

Tan Lin's eyes suddenly widened with shock.

He guessed a possibility.
Chapter completed!