Liu Qinghuan was not surprised when he heard the shouts from the female cultivator from the Yin Yue Blood Realm.
Those two people may have inhaled a lot of butterfly powder before. Although they were not pulled into the nightmare, they were still affected a lot. What's more, the "Holy Lord" was obviously stronger than them, and they fought for such a long time.
It's the end of the war.
And with six nightmare butterflies guarding the surroundings, they couldn't escape even if they wanted to. It was almost foreseeable that they would be buried in the belly of the worm.
Cultivation is not easy, and no one wants to miss the chance to survive.
The male cultivator also said: "Yes, you just heard that Gu Jingchen will not let you go! Why not join forces with us? Only by killing him can we both escape!"
He used the word "kill" in a very serious way, and shouted with a fierce expression: "Gu Jingchen, how dare you dare to risk the disapproval of the world and reappear evil insects like nightmare butterflies in the world, and attack our world regardless of the feelings of others."
Stronghold, you deserve to die!"
However, these words only caused a sneer from the Holy Lord opposite. He stopped approaching and said calmly: "If I hadn't been in the same realm, I wouldn't have only found Yun Mengze's place for blood sacrifices before. It's a pity.
Ah, you just refuse to let me go, so don’t blame me for being ruthless!"
He waved his hand, and the controlled man with the beard let out a roar that didn't sound like a human voice, and rushed towards the two men with two big axes.
The female cultivator formed a seal with her hands, and several black lights flew out of her hands. She flew back while saying sadly: "Fellow Daoist Ran, wake up quickly!"
"Don't bother, he's been planted with insect eggs and won't be able to wake up."
The male cultivator said calmly. With a wave of his hand, several blood chakras with cold light came out of his hand and swirled towards the bearded man, forcefully forcing him away.
"You surnamed Gu, don't blame us for exterminating your Zhi clan. Don't forget that you almost turned the entire interface into an insect nest. To this day, the demon insect pit in Shuoyue Realm is still there. How dare we
Let you be allowed to become powerful? It’s not a big deal for your clan to occupy Yunmengze, and they will attack our world afterwards. By then, I’m afraid it will be too late to contain you!”
He turned his head and shouted below: "Fellow Taoist below, what are you thinking about? The Zhi tribe is greedy and insatiable, and must be destroyed at the last moment. As the holy master of the Zhi tribe, Gu Jingchen is the only one who can eliminate the insect mother.
The person with the highest authority, as long as he is killed, the Zhi tribe will inevitably fall again."
After listening to this for a long time, Liu Qinghuan turned sideways and looked at the old man next to him who was eyeing him eagerly. He simply said calmly: "Thank you for your respect, but unfortunately I can't protect myself. However, although joining forces is not possible, it is still possible to temporarily cease the war and fight the common enemy together. As for
In the end, who lives and who dies depends on their own destiny."
The two of them frowned slightly, hoping that they could not coax the other party to deal with Gu Jingchen together, but they had nothing to do at this time and could only comfort themselves that it would be nice to have one less opponent.
Gu Jingchen had a teasing smile at the corner of his mouth and said unhurriedly: "Finished? If we have agreed upon it, I will take action."
He flicked his hand, and a long black whip came out of his sleeve, making a "pop" sound, and then he jumped forward.
The long whip brought out pieces of light and shadow, as graceful as a swimming dragon, and was everywhere. It was so powerful that it seemed that even the Yuanying monk's physical body could not withstand the force of one stroke. The female cultivator couldn't avoid it and the tail of the whip touched her, and her whole body
He immediately flew out like a kite with its string cut off.
If the male cultivator hadn't used the flywheel to block it in time, the female cultivator would have been whipped to the point of physical collapse.
Gu Jingchen, on the other hand, laughed maniacally while whipping out his whip like a cat teasing a mouse. He seemed not in a hurry to kill, but instead enjoyed the pleasure of torturing the other person.
Liu Qinghuan shook his head secretly after seeing this. How powerful this person was, he still hadn't shown any ability to control insects, but it was only a matter of time before the two people on the opposite side were defeated.
He moved slightly, and the old man who had been staring at him stepped forward and blocked the front, saying sullenly: "Your opponent is me!"
Liu Qinghuan looked at him seriously and said, "No, I have other things to do, let others play with you."
As he spoke, he stepped lightly, and his whole body floated like an ethereal breeze.
The old man looked stern and struck with the sharp blade, intending to cut him in half!
Liu Qinghuan twisted around and kicked hard, and an invisible strong wind suddenly arose under his feet, turning into a sharp arrow and flying out, colliding with the light of the sword, and he took advantage of the force of the kick to float a long distance away.
The old man roared angrily and followed closely. The heavy sword shadows seemed to be pressing down from all directions, vowing to keep him!
If he fails to fulfill the order given by the Holy Lord, the only thing waiting for him is death.
Liu Qinghuan made a seal on his hand, and the sword of life and death circled around his body, cutting into pieces the approaching sword shadows one by one.
Then he raised his hand, and the Tainan Fairy Sword was thrown into the sky by him. The tip of the sword rushed up, and he saw a sudden flash between heaven and earth, and a thick purple thunder struck down at the entangled two people with great force!
The old man cursed in a low voice, not daring to directly resist the power of the thunder, and hurriedly dodged back.
But when the thunderbolt fell on Liu Qinghuan's head, it suddenly slid to the side like an invisible cover surrounding his body, and then exploded, with countless small thunderbolts jumping and splashing in all directions.
Liu Qinghuan swam quickly in the purple light, just like passing through thousands of flowers, without even a leaf touching her body, rushing towards the distant mountains and forests.
"waste!"
Seeing the forest approaching, a cold rebuke suddenly came from overhead, and two nightmare butterflies blocked the way.
Liu Qinghuan paused and looked up at the sky, just in time to see the female cultivator from the Yin Yue Blood Realm with a whip wrapped around her neck, her face so purple and swollen that it looked like it would explode at any moment.
Gu Jingchen didn't look at her, but looked down at Liu Qinghuan and tugged on her!
The remaining male cultivators screamed in grief and indignation, and several blood chakras formed into a large shield. They suddenly rolled up into a ball and turned into a streak of extremely fast blood, taking the opportunity to flee far away.
Gu Jingchen turned his head to look, smiled coldly, and suddenly disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already on the horizon, blocking the path of the bloody light, and then he waved his hand to take a picture!
Liu Qinghuan looked away, and the old man chased after him again, laughing enthusiastically: "Hahaha, run away again! When the Holy Lord kills that person, it will be your turn!"
"Really?" Liu Qinghuan tilted his head, raised his hand and gestured: "It's a pity that you can't see that scene."
The flesh on the old man's face was twitching with anger, but he suddenly realized something was wrong and turned around abruptly!
Several whistles sounded from all around, and Jiang Xianxian and several others appeared from the void around them. Before anyone arrived, the light of spells and magic weapons had already passed through the sky.
Liu Qinghuan didn't pay attention to the situation behind him. He reached the side of a nightmare butterfly in a few flashes. He flung out the whip of divine consciousness and sent it out with his hand. The sword of life and death pierced the opponent's huge belly!