Heaven Reward and Punishment Group

Chapter 777 The Little Yellow Flower of the Story
Wang Xuesong held up the painting of hundreds of sketches of mountains and rivers, unfolded it, and countless flowers, plants and trees swept towards the few people on the opposite side like flying knives.

Seeing this, the old man waved his hand and raised his sword.

The sound of the sword piercing the air was mixed with an eagle's howl, which was as clear as a baby, and then brought a gust of wind, blowing the flowers down one after another.

Wang Jiarui made Ganluzhi wave green rays of light at several people.

The old man took out the flute and blew lightly.

Rumbling, like an earthquake, the ground trembled, and an invisible wall rose in front of the old man and the two apprentices, blocking all the green light on the manna branch.

Wang Maosong sacrificed the Songyang lantern, and a tongue of flame swept towards the three people.

Seeing the fire coming, the cricket man picked up the box containing the silkworm and pushed it forward. The silkworm opened its mouth and spat out a thread, which formed a big net to block the fire. Looking carefully, the net turned out to be made of ice. As soon as it was burned by the fire, a lot of steam rose up.

Now Wang Hongda treasures the birth clock, which carries the functions of cicada and cricket at the same time.

What the cricket man needed was to buy time, and when Wang Hongda's strength was exhausted, all of them would naturally be recruited.

The long-range attacks of several people were all ineffective, Wang Xuesong turned around and asked Wang Hongda: "I'll go!"

Wang Hongda shook his head, looked back at the cricket man, smiled, and held a flower in his hand.

The little yellow flower was in full bloom, with a fragrance, releasing pollen. In the box in the cricket man's hand, the cricket and silkworm seemed to be crawled by ants. They rolled over desperately, and then belched.

"what?"

The other side is terrified!

One little yellow flower in Wang Hongda destroyed the two treasures of Cricket Man at the same time!
"You, who are you?"

The cricket man asked Wang Hongda in blunt Chinese.

Wang Hongda's mouth twisted: "Huaxia Xuanmen!"

Seeing that the two range attack treasures were all broken, Wang Xuesong took the lead, and Feiquan flew towards the cricket man!
Seeing this, the cricket man stomped his feet hurriedly, the flowers and plants on the ground grew suddenly, stretching out strips of red vines, entangled the Feiquan pestle, and could not fight for it.

"This?"

Wang Xuesong turned back in doubt, looked at Wang Hongda, and thought: Teacher, isn't this your spell?

Wang Hongda stared at the vine for a while, then stamped his foot.

A green light spread from Wang Hongda's feet along the ground, like ripples on the water surface. The green light swept across, and the red vines stopped moving in an instant, and fell to the ground with a splash.

The cricket man was shocked again, opened his mouth and raised his head to look at Wang Hongda, stammering a little: "Who the hell are you?"

Wang Hongda didn't answer, but gave Wang Xuesong a look.

Wang Xuesong used the Feiquan pestle to hit him as soon as he raised it!

The cricket man rolled back and dodged, and then threw a big fleshy bug at Wang Xuesong!
"Hey...it's so disgusting!"

Wang Xuesong wrinkled his nose in disgust, took a step back, and gave up the pursuit.

The meat worm landed on the ground, and it grew in size quickly, from the thickness of a small finger to the thickness of a waist and the length of a python!
Even, there are butterfly wings growing on the back, and three red hairs on the top of the head? ? ?

"Ah! What is this!"

Wang Xuesong directly gave up the laning, covered in goose bumps, took a step back, and looked at Xu Hui.

Xu Hui shook his head at Wang Xuesong, showed his green gun, jumped up, waved it in the air, and shouted: "This way!"

The big meat worm was attracted by Xu Hui, and he opened his mouth to spin out silk, Xu Hui didn't resist at all, the green spear was entangled by the white silk, and flung aside.

"Ah this!"

Xu Hui fell to the ground, looking thoughtfully at the Qingji Spear hanging on the tree.

Wang Jiarui took advantage of the fleshy worm to spray Xu Hui, and waved a branch of manna to the ground in front of the fleshy worm.

Immediately, many new vines grew on the ground, piercing into the meat worm's body.

"Ssssssssssssssssss!"

The fleshy worm felt the pain, and immediately started to writhe, tossing the grass into a mess, and even wanted to flap its wings and fly.

Wang Jiarui used the vitality bottle and poured some water on the ground.

The water in the bottle was the water for growth, and the grass on the ground began to grow wildly like gold dust, and burrowed into the flesh of the worms even more violently.

The flesh worm desperately wanted to fly, but the overgrown grass and vines entangled it tightly.

"ah!--"

Wang Jiarui bit the bullet, shouted to cheer herself up, then picked up the digestion gun, ran up, and stabbed at the fleshy worm.

Pfft!

The meat worm made the sound of the balloon leaking, and then began to struggle more violently.

Thick white slurry sprayed out from the wound, and it was thrown all over the sky.

Wang Jiarui put away the digestion gun and ran back, but was still thrown on the back by the explosion.

The meat worms began to shrink rapidly, like a deflated balloon arch, white liquid flowed out from the muzzle of the digestion gun, and the smell of protein floated in the air, which was indescribable.

"enough!"

The old man on the opposite side was angry, picked up the flute, and just picked it up and blew it hard.

Suddenly, the mountains trembled, as if an ancient giant was approaching, and an invisible sense of oppression hit Wang Hongda and the others.

The Baosheng clock above Wang Hongda's head couldn't stand it anymore and fell down.

In a critical moment, Wang Xuesong made Jiangshan Baicao to resist, raised it on the top of his head, and released multicolored rays of light to protect the Muxianmen.

Bang bang bang!

I don't know what kind of huge force it was, but it beat on the colorful light emitted by Jiangshan Baicaotu, Jiangshan Baicaotu was overwhelmed and trembled in the air!
You must know that the map of Jiangshan Baicao comes from a wooden book, which is a disguised form of the wooden book, but it can't bear the power of the sound of the flute on the opposite side!

The old man grinned, put down his flute, and said triumphantly, "What are the mountains and seas? Are flowers and plants the enemy?"

Let's talk, stomped his feet, picked up the flute, stopped playing, and pointed directly at Wang Xuesong.

A louder voice came, and a silhouette loomed in the dark night. Everyone raised their heads, only then did they see clearly that what came mightily was the phantom of a mountain and a wave of the sea!
Mountains, rivers and earth, vicissitudes of life, where can flowers, plants and trees resist?
creak!

The multicolored divine light released by Jiangshan Baicaotu began to shatter and make a sound.

Seeing this, Wang Hongda raised his hand, and a stream of pure Dao power poured into Jiangshan Baicaotu, and Jiangshan Baicaotu was full of energy again, with colorful divine light, and withstood the blow of the mountain and tsunami!
Seeing this, the old man was even more unconvinced, picked up the flute, and started playing again continuously. Everyone felt that an invisible mountain came alive in front of them, growing hands and feet, and would crush everyone to pieces!
The Dao power of Jiangshan Baicaotu finally reached its limit, with a bang, the colorful light shattered, and everyone was exposed to the might of the mountain.

Seeing this, Wang Hongda stomped his feet, and the wooden book flew out!
The wooden book hangs high, and the sky is filled with green light, enveloping everyone, the power of mountains and seas, before it is full of vitality, quietly disintegrates!
The old man was very surprised, opened his mouth and raised his neck, dumbfounded: "How could this happen?"

Wang Hongda took a step forward, and said loudly, "Water drips through a stone, and the Foolish Old Man moves mountains!"

"what……"

As soon as the old man lowered his head, his body became shorter, and the flute in his hand fell to the ground.

"Huaxia Xuanmen, well-deserved reputation!"

"However, my East Asian witchcraft is not in vain!"

After the old man finished speaking, he drew his sword and slashed at Wang Hongda and the others. With a howl of an eagle, mixed with murderous intent, he flew towards the crowd.

(End of this chapter)