Chapter 269： Flower of the Emperor

"Do you have a name?" Jiang Tian asked.

The little monkey talked for a while and spoke for a while.

Probably said that he is the fourth generation grandson of the Fighting Saint Ape. He has only a hundred years of life. He has not seen a living Fighting Saint Ape. Soon after his birth, his parents died and did not give a name.

The ancestor of the battle ape named Qi Aosheng, grandfather named Qi Luozi and so on.

"Poor little baby, I haven't had a mother since I was a kid. How about calling you Qitian Dasheng in the future?"

Begging to make the ape jump to his shoulder, Jiang Tian asked with a smile.

"Great!" The little monkey nodded in succession, seemingly fond of the name.

"No, you are not a big saint now, just a little demon, let's call it Qi Tian!" Jiang Tian touched its guacamole seriously.

"Okay! This name is mighty and domineering!"

The Qitian little monkey squatted on Jiang Tian's shoulders, and rubbed his head with Jiang Tian's ears, very happy.

Successfully flickering the descendants of the war ape, Jiang Tian was very happy and asked, "How is the situation with Brother Wei?"

"Well, I already told our GPS coordinates by satellite phone, he will be here soon!" Huo Qingtian said.

Sure enough, not a moment.

Wei Feilong flew over with a pair of gongs and asked, "Master Jiang, is this suitable?"

"can!"

Jiang Tian took the gong and held up the steaming broth: "I'll go alone, and you shouldn't show up, even if you show up, you're pretending you don't know me!"

"Why?" The two were puzzled.

"Treasure is moving!"

Jiang Tian sighed: "This emperor's flower is a heaven and earth spirit, the most precious God grass, and whoever falls into it will cause countless calamities. Why should I increase trouble! You two are too famous, others are following yours Clues, I can find me! "

"That's the truth, we're scoring Master Jiang in the dark!" The two immediately understood.

"I'm afraid those at the top of Mount Everest have already fought for the Empress Flower!" ‘’

Jiang Tian stepped out of the cave and looked up at the top of Mount Everest. With a long sigh, his eyes lighted towards the top of Mount Everest.

At the top of Mount Everest, the area is vast, and the margins can't be seen at a glance. The mountains and stones are steep and continuous, and the snow is falling like goose feathers.

In the middle of a mountain stream, there is a humble temple, with stone walls and grass sheds, but three small houses and a small courtyard.

However, this place is different from other places, and it is actually the right temperature, like a bright spring day, flowing springs, swaying grass, and even hares and wild deer running in it.

At the door of the temple, there are three men, a yellow robe old monk, a middle-aged man in white, and a lame hair.

"Well, the poor monk has spent more than ten years with this emperor's daughter, and it will mature. I see who dare to snatch."

The old monk in the yellow robe was the prince Qinglian, the first monk in Tianzhu.

He was wearing a pimple and clenched a purple gold zen stick in his right hand, but it was as if King Kong was angry and surging, like a sea like a deep sea, with a fierce look on his face, obviously it was not easy to provoke.

"Master Qinglian, tonight the Emperor's flower will mature, but you can't get it without breaking the ban."

Men in white have dark skin and strong muscles, but they are born with a sense of flexibility and flexibility, chuckling:

"I've heard that I am afraid that many of the strong will come to snatch. May we all break together, how about sharing?"

"Singh, you are already the first master of Tianzhu Ancient Yoga, which is equivalent to the half-step divine realm of Huaxia. I didn't expect to touch this Empress Flower!" Qing Qingshi's eyes flashed a cold, smiling. tunnel.

"It's far!"

Singh means "lion" in the Tianzhu language. His eyes are brilliant, and his curly hair looks like a lion's mane.

Singh, the first master of ancient yoga, said with a smile: "I heard that there are many strong men in Huaxia Dianpai and Xingzhou Chinese Association who will come to snatch. With the two of us, you still have the possibility to share, but if you do n’t Join us, I'm afraid I can't get a single hair! "

"That's the truth! Lord Qinglian, you have been guarding for ten years, and it is very hard. How can you make it cheaper for outsiders?"

The man in gray opened his mouth.

This man was carrying a shield and holding a long knife.

His clothes were also very strange. His upper body and lower body wore cloth-stitched isosceles triangles, just like briefs, exposing large swathes of shiny skin, but he was not afraid of the cold.

He is a master of Tianzhu traditional martial art "Kalaripayat". The practitioner of this martial art is called Gurukar, and he is the first master of Tianzhu in this respect, comparable to the master of martial arts in China.

Between the words, a thunderous thunder came from the sky, the natural vision just disappeared, the colorful aurora like aurora shrank for a while, and the emperor flower in the spring swayed and bloomed. Red light is like the Buddha's birth.

The three eyes were wide, and they were shaking with excitement. The Emperor Flower was finally about to mature!

Whoever can get it will be able to step into the realm of God, all the means are in place, and the gods will become self-made, becoming the strongest person in the world, immortal, and thousands of sects of the world will submit to their feet!

I saw the Emperor Girl's flowers, the red glow pervaded, and Ruicai Qiantiao, all of them spreading like the first bloom of Hongmeng, letting the three men's spirits rejuvenate, as if they were gigantic.

Those auras and glows even formed the shape of a red phoenix.

auzw.com "The Lord of the Buddha is on top, God has eyes, and the Emperor Flower is finally mature!"

The Qinglian priest folded his hands religiously, chanting the Buddha's name, his eyes filled with tears.

"This is the most precious gem in the world! It's all mine! It's all mine!"

Singh's eyes were agitated, and he was so embarrassed that he rushed to pick it immediately, as if he was his own.

"What are you waiting for, we will break the prohibition together and get it together!"

At this moment, a figure in a robe leapt forward and stopped the three.

Headed by Haitao Wang, sneer: "Hehe, Qinglian, this magic medicine is located on the northern foot of Mount Everest. It is our Huaxia. How can it fall into your hands? Let's go and save us from killing!

"Who are you?" Chief Qinglian asked in a jerky Chinese cold voice.

"Send the first disciples in the infinite mountains, Wang Haitao!" Wang Haitao smiled slightly, his face was not good.

At this time, Doang Cang sent dozens of top masters here, all holding sword handles, watching Tianzhu three masters alertly.

"Oh, this emperor flower is originally a heaven and earth spirit, if you want to take it!" Qing Qingshi smiled with kind hands and eyes.

"is it?"

Wang Haitao frowned and said that there was something weird about it? But seeing the Emperor Girl's flower is also eager to see, pointing directly at that handsome young brother and sister: "Peng Zhipei, go and get the flowers!"

"Yes, big brother!" Peng Zhipei flushed with excitement, and his heart pounded wildly.

Picking the emperor's flower with your own hands and dedicating it to the master is definitely a first achievement, and now it falls into your own hands.

During his speech, his body shook, and he cast a little Cang to send the dragon body, rising up into the air, flying towards the Emperor Flower.

In fact, he was also worried that these people, such as Tian Zhu, had set up hidden organs or something, so their feet did not stick to the ground.

He flew by, like a swallow copying water, with extremely fast speed, beautiful posture, and flexible movements, spanning a distance of more than ten meters in an instant, and getting close to more than three meters before the emperor's flower.

"Okay!" Everyone applauded, and even Wang Haitao nodded his head slightly to applaud.

Peng Zhipei is only in his twenties, but he is also highly valued by the elite disciples who have already achieved great success.

But at this moment.

A purple lightning breeds out of thin air, like a purple snake and python, and slaps on Peng Zhipei.

Peng Zhipei didn't even have a chance to scream before turning into a ball of ashes, which floated on the lawn and spring water.

"hiss--!"

Everyone from the Dang Cang School took a breath of air, his face was pale, and his heart was throbbing, terrifying.

It was unbearable to see the shock of seeing the same door in the past from a lively person to a mass of ashes.

"Senior, it's too vicious, isn't it?"

Wang Haitao glared at Dr. Qinglian and sternly reprimanded: "Since the predecessors want to help people, why do they need to arrange the organ formation method? Killing by tactics, is this a monk?

"No, no, this is not a poor monk's formation!"

The Qinglian priest folded his hands, chanted the Buddha, and smiled lightly: "Did your master say that, without this emperor flower is the heaven and earth spirit, is there a natural ban? But I also thought that he It ’s so powerful! "

"Brother Wang, you are too reckless"

At this moment, another figure came forward.

This is an old man in green robes with white hair.

He is very old, he has to be eighty, but he is aggressive and full of arrogance.

And the light in his eyes was like the power of a god, and his tall body was extraordinary, like a lion and a tiger.

"Senior Wu, you are here!"

Wang Haitao stunned for a moment, then showed a little respectfulness, saluted with fists.

This old man is the hero of the southwest overlord Wu.

This man is an old master of the realm of the realm. He is as famous as Huo Qingtian Ye Wudao. He has worked intensively for decades and now overwhelms the entire Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau.

In addition, he has good relations with many witchmen in the southwest, and has a surging background, which is extremely difficult to deal with.

Diancang is a semi-hermitist. It can be said that the master of Cangmen naturally has the qualification to ignore the martial arts heroes such as Wu Yingxiong.

"Well! Hai Tao, don't rush to snatch. First, there are bans, and second, there are foreign enemies. Let's join forces and find a solution!"

Wu Yingxiong stepped forward, disregarding Wang Haitao at all, and even the prince Qinglian dismissed it.

Then he made a false gesture to the two young people who followed him, and said, "Shadow son, young witch god, please take a look!"

"The main shadow of Shadow Poison Door is silent!"

"Ghost Witch Sect Master Sovereign Lord Witch God!"

Everyone who was nodded to the ground secretly was shocked, and looked at each other, showing a little bit of bogey.