Devouring The Heavens

On the land where the Huatong tribe is located.

Hundreds of flowers blooming, purple and red, charming.

Everywhere is full of rich floral fragrance, all kinds of Fuze terrain interweave, interlocking, continuous, fertile land, dense aura, nourishing this world.

The mountains are spreading for millions of miles, the water is flowing everywhere, and the big waterfalls hang down from above nine days. It looks like a fairyland on earth.

People who live here have eyes like flowers in their eyes, so they are called Huatong.

Their pupil skills are extremely powerful, and within a pair of eyes, thousands of illusions, avenue attacks, etc. can be evolved, and the mysterious method is boundless.

The flower pupil has various subdivisions, such as two-petal, three-petal, four-petal, five-petal flower pupil, nine is the peak, and the flower is divided into many kinds, different in strength, extremely complicated, the most powerful eye pupil More than this generation of Huayue Luo, her eye pupil is called "one yuan pupil", as the so-called one yuan produces two instruments, two instruments produce four images, and four images produce gossip.

A pair of eye pupils, all inclusive, if not for the sentimental affection for the sky, if it is extremely complicated, she will use the power of the "one yuan pupil" at all costs, and Tian Youqing may not be able to run away.

When Xuanyuan was waiting for him, under the leadership of Huayueluo, he came to the sky above the Huatong tribe. A middle-aged man appeared. He had a scar on his face and a limp on his foot, and fell towards Huayue. Bow down to salute: "The subordinates worship the emperor."

"Well, there is no need to pay much courtesy. Today, the palace is very happy. It is a big banquet and entertaining a few of my friends." Hua Yueluo smiled and took her loving hands. She was still very happy. Stopping and flirting with Huayueluo, the two look completely different from the previous life and death enemies.

Xuanyuan couldn't help but sigh, this woman is really a fickle animal, Tsing Yi's face is with a non-existent smile.

Looking at Tian Youqing, the middle-aged man was full of hostility. He said in a deep voice: "Is the emperor, did this man deceive you? The old slave killed him for you to relieve the emperor's hatred."

"Uncle Quan, this is just a misunderstanding. Hurry up and buy something for me, don't sweep away my interest." Tian Youqing is a veteran of love, and coaxing women to be happy is his old business. Overnight, he has spent the flowers Yueluo didn't know how happy they were. The two people were concubine and sweethearted.

"Yes." The old man, known as Quanshu, is the existence of a half-step quasi-empire among the Huatong tribes, named Huaquan, who was saved by Huayue Luo when he was a child. He fell to the ground and was finally sealed with Huayue Luo until now, from small to large, he was waiting for Huayue Luo, he was very loyal. Originally, this time he wanted to kill Tian Yuqing himself, but Huayue Luo did not let him go, and ordered him not to act rashly, he knew that things would inevitably change.

He responded, and then looked at Xuanyuan and Tsing Yi. There were doubts in his eyes. After a moment, he suddenly seemed to think of something. Deep in his eyes, there was a very dangerous breath, but he Did not show up, bowed his head and left.