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210 Hell FlowerWhen Yang Ping'an heard what the Weird King said, he was shocked. From the current structure of the God Realm, Asura God was one of the five great God Kings, he was absolutely supreme in both strength and status. He didn't expect that the Weird King in front of him actually dared to despise Asura God. How strong could he be?

But it is obvious that this strange king is definitely not a real god. After all, there is an insurmountable gap between gods and humans. That can only mean that the strange king in front of him is probably an old god before the war in the gods' world. Only at that time could there be a being comparable to the Shura God.

Especially as a god, ordinary people are like ants in their eyes. It is impossible for them to get out of here by relying on their own strength.

Finally, Yang Pingan gritted his teeth and spoke: "The Shura God is one of the five great gods in the God Realm, the law enforcer of the God Realm, how could he be as unbearable as you said, don't talk nonsense."

The Weird King said in a strange tone: "You know a lot for a child, but what does Shura God, as the law enforcer of the divine world, have to do with you?"

Yang Pingan quickly said, "I have a bit of Shura God's power in me, so I must be under Shura God's attention. Aren't you afraid that Shura God will discover the existence of an alien like you?"

The Weird King seemed to have a hint of self-mockery: "Weird, I've already said that in my eyes, the Shura God is just a junior. Could it be that I am really afraid of him?"

"Besides, you obviously have too many thoughts. You have already experienced the City of Slaughter and even know some news about the God Realm. You actually dare to run to the territory of other gods. Are you going to betray the God of Shura?"

Seeing the Weird King getting closer, Yang Pingan said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I betray the Shura God? Moreover, according to the rules of the God Realm, gods cannot enter the Douluo Continent. You are a god, but you actually killed countless people here. You simply ignore the rules of the God Realm. If the law enforcers of the God Realm find you, you will definitely be punished."

When the Weird King heard Yang Ping'an, he actually stopped floating over and instead looked at Yang Ping'an thoughtfully, as if he wanted to see through Yang Ping'an's entire heart and soul.

"Tell me, what on earth did I violate the rules of the God Realm? And what use are those so-called rules of the God Realm to me?"

Yang Pingan swallowed his saliva and said, "I saw countless corpses in here. It's obvious that they were all killed by you. You, a god, actually came to Douluo Continent to kill people, and you still said that you didn't violate the rules of the God Realm."

The Weird King sneered, "Who said I killed these people? My rules apply here. They all died here on their own. I didn't do anything."

Yang Pingan was horrified. If he really didn't do anything as the Weird King said, then what was the situation with the corpse here? And the Weird King in front of him clearly looked like he was going to do something to him.

"Then why did you attack me? I just came here by mistake."

The Weird King suddenly burst into laughter: "You little kid, you dare to trick me with words like a mere ant, do you think I really don't dare to kill you?"

At this moment, Yang Pingfan seemed to have thought of something: "Since you didn't attack them, why did you attack me? Shouldn't you let me leave?"

The Weird King sneered, "After coming here, you actually want to leave. Aren't you thinking too much?"

"In the past few hundred years, the only person who could leave this place was a half-human, half-ghost guy. That guy was lucky enough to leave this place because of his special martial spirit. I'm afraid you will be trapped here for the rest of your life, until you die."

Yang Ping'an felt horrified and suddenly found that there seemed to be a special aura on his body. His soul power was slowly being restrained. It seemed that he could no longer use anything on his body. It seemed that all the soul guides had disappeared, and the whole person seemed to have turned into the most primitive existence.

Yang Ping'an then thought of all the corpses he had found. There were indeed no soul guides on them, which was definitely very unusual.

The Weird King sneered again: "The kid is quite responsive. He discovered the unusual place so quickly. I won't attack you, but the environment here will be like a huge tomb that will bury everyone who enters here."

Yang Ping'an looked at the Ghost King's playful expression. He didn't even float towards him again. He just looked at him as if he were an ant, as if he wanted to witness his death with his own eyes.

As if thinking of something, Yang Pingan quickly said: "If it is really as you said, then why are you looking at me like that, Senior? Aren't you planning to attack me?"

The Weird King snorted coldly: "At least you have a trace of divine aura, but I didn't expect you don't even have this much knowledge. I just think your martial spirit is quite interesting, and it seems that there is something unusual about it that I want to study."

"Logically speaking, your martial spirit should not exist on Douluo Continent. How did it become like this? It looks like you have experienced many adventures."

Yang Pingan felt more and more that something was wrong. If he was really a god, why would he tell him this? And now he could obviously still use his soul power, but why couldn't he use his soul guide? This clearly violated the rules of the Douluo World.

Thinking of this, Yang Ping'an hurriedly used his head soul bone skills to increase his mental strength to the extreme, but he was unable to see through the surrounding environment, especially the strange and endless black air that seemed to affect his body.

Seeing that he seemed to be beginning to melt away, Yang Ping'an seemed to think of his father's hatred and his own goal of surviving in this life. His heart was filled with unwillingness, and he roared with all his might.

At this moment, the Golden Demon Dragon seemed to feel his own unwillingness, especially his own martial soul seemed to begin to roar at the same time, and a huge dragon roar came out from his body, as if it could shatter his soul.

Yang Ping'an spat out a mouthful of blood, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he was half-kneeling on the ground in cold sweat.

The surrounding environment unexpectedly changed. Apart from the huge weird king, the whole person seemed to be in a hall.

Especially Yang Ping'an's body at this moment, his limbs have all turned into dragons, and his eyes are like a tall dragon, full of indomitable spirit.

The middle of the hall was emitting bursts of faint blue light, all emitted by a special flower. Yang Ping'an was surrounded by various corpses, as if he was in hell.

Yang Pingan couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Senior, this place is really great. It's no wonder that so many people died here. It seems that this flower has the effect."

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The Weird King said gloomily: "Boy, your two martial spirits are quite good. You can even break through the limit and wake up. You have some potential."

Yang Ping'an's face was grim, and he didn't care even though the corners of his mouth were filled with blood: "Senior, if my guess is correct, anyone who enters this hall will be affected by this hell flower, and their soul will leave their body unconsciously, and eventually their soul will gradually dissolve. At that time, it will be difficult for gods to save them. Senior really didn't take any action from beginning to end, he just witnessed their death."

At this moment, Yang Ping'an was staring at the big blue flower in the center of the hall. It was a very ordinary-looking flower, but it was dark blue all over and emitted a strange light, as well as an extremely strange aura.

Yang Ping'an had only seen this flower once, in Ju Douluo's information, and that information showed an immature flower, but the flower in front of him was obviously mature, which meant that in terms of age, it was probably more than 100,000 years old or even older.

The name of this flower is Hell Flower, also known as the other shore flower. According to legend, it can connect the human world and the underworld. The soul of anyone who sees this flower will be affected, and the soul will be involuntarily dissolved. Except for a very few special people, anyone who sees this flower will die immediately. It is also called the flower of death.

That is to say, Ghost Douluo's martial spirit is special. It is said that he is half dead, so he can reduce the impact of the Hell Flower on him and escape from here.

Especially considering Ghost Douluo's martial soul and physical condition, this place might be a treasure land for him, and could even make him stronger.

Moreover, the entire space seemed to be centered around the Hell Flower, forming a huge formation. Perhaps the rules of this space had changed. No wonder all the corpses Yang Ping'an had no soul guides or clothes, because those were just annihilated souls. Even Yang Ping'an might have been affected by the Hell Flower since he entered.

The Weird King showed a rare touch of emotion on his face: "Little ghost, you are quite interesting. I didn't expect that you could get rid of the restrictions of the Hell Flower with the strength of a mere Quasi-Soul Saint. It seems that in terms of mental strength, you are not inferior to many Soul Douluos, and you must have other things on you, right?"

Yang Ping'an was stunned. He did have a lot of good things on him, but most of them were kept in soul guides. The reason he was able to get rid of the Hell Flower this time was because of his second martial soul and his bloodline that had just awakened for the second time.

Of course, there is another point. Ever since he had practiced ice and fire to refine his body, the blood in his body had already changed. He was immune to all poisons and it was also effective in resisting the hell flower.

Yang Pingan also breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, and bowed slightly to the Weird King: "Junior greets Lord Death."

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