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Chapter 1540 Flower of the Holy Land

With a "bang", a figure suddenly rushed out from behind her.

Luo Qingtong suddenly felt a warning in her heart.

The blood in her eyes flashed quickly, and she turned sideways and avoided the figure that rushed towards her.

The figure suddenly turned around the moment she avoided it and flew towards her again.

That speed is very fast.

At the same time, the powerful aura of power exploded in the air was also very terrifying.

However, at this time, Luo Qingtong retreated quickly and raised his hand to summon the Sword of Life and Death.

At the same time, the heart of the Thousand Years of Soul-Starting Wood Tree was in her hands, and the light in her eyes suddenly became cold. She raised her hand and slashed forward with a sword.

"The Battle of Heaven!"

As Luo Qingtong slashed out, in an instant, the black shadow that was almost as tall as a man was slashed away by her.

At the same time, Luo Qingtong's figure also swept out in an instant, catching up with the black shadow that was slashed by her, and suddenly raised his sword!

"boom!"

The life and death sword in her hand was instantly nailed to the black shadow.

In an instant, the black shadow made an extremely sharp and loud roar, and then there was no movement.

"Bang!"

Luo Qingtong raised his hand and put away the life and death sword in his hand.

Only then will I see clearly the appearance of this black shadow.

But it was a small piece of the blood-colored vine that Feng Yuan had controlled before, which was constantly squirming on the ground, trying to get up again.

However, the life and death sword in Luo Qingtong's hand is the most restrained in death.

The blood and death energy in its body were completely absorbed by the sword of Life and Death.

After squirming for a while, it will completely stop moving.

This small piece of main vine should have fallen together as Luo Qingtong just fell into the secret room.

I suddenly had an attack just now. If it were someone else, I might have been obsessed with it.

Luo Qingtong looked at the small main vine with a faint expression, and turned around and prepared to continue studying the wall.

At this moment, the sound of a little fragrant pig suddenly sounded in her mind.

"Wait! Look at the bloody flower on its head, it is the flower of the holy realm!"

"These blood-colored vines are actually blood demon vines!"

"Haha! No wonder Feng Yuan set up a plan here, it turned out to be a flower in the holy realm!"

The voice of the little fragrant pig sounded, and in an instant, Luo Qingtong raised her eyebrows: "Flower of the Holy Realm?"

She looked at the top of the small blood-colored vine and indeed saw a blood-colored bud on it.

The blood-colored bud had expanded to a certain extent, and the petals around it also had a faint tendency to bloom, and a slight mouth had appeared in the middle.

But at this moment, after Luo Qingtong completely killed the small master vine, the blood-colored bud was slowly withering without the support of blood and death energy.

If it weren't for the reminder of Xiaoxiangzhu, Luo Qingtong wouldn't have noticed it.

"yes!"

The little fragrant pig has recovered from his weak state.

It jumped out of Luo Qingtong's sleeve bag and pointed to the bloody flower and said, "This is the flower of the holy realm."

"It is born from the essence of qi and blood of countless warriors. After you take it, you will be able to break through to the holy realm immediately!"

"I didn't expect Feng Yuan to have such a good thing in her hands."
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