Seeing the figure staggering out, everyone gasped.
Jiang Xianxian said in shock: "He, he, he..."
There are actually people who can survive the self-destruction of Nascent Soul!
Liu Qinghuan looked thoughtfully at the man holding half of the insect corpse in his hand. Maybe the Zhi tribe has some secret method that can exchange lives for lives?
No matter what, although the opponent was seriously injured, he was not dead.
Others were speculating on how Gu Jingchen escaped from the self-destruction, but Liu Qinghuan's eyes turned and fell on Jiang Xianxian beside him.
Although he was busy avoiding the aftermath of the self-destruction, with a sudden glance, the sword in the hand of fellow Daoist Jiang suddenly erupted with a golden light, and he killed the bearded man who was entangled with him with great neatness, and then escaped.
Jiang Xianxian is a sword cultivator. His previous sword intention was like the bright snow light tearing through the darkness, clean and clear, without any golden color. The golden light that broke out at that moment gave him an inexplicable familiar feeling, like
...just like the sword energy of Tainan Fairy Sword!
Golden sword energy is not uncommon, and majestic sword intent is also not uncommon, but combined with the strange behavior this person showed after seeing the Tainan Immortal Sword before, it is quite intriguing.
"Fellow Daoist Liu?" Jiang Xianxian noticed his gaze and looked at him doubtfully: "What?"
Liu Qinghuan looked away calmly and said casually: "Are you injured?"
When I turned around, I suddenly saw those nightmare butterflies flying towards the big pit. I frowned and said solemnly: "That person is calling back the nightmare butterflies. I'm afraid he wants to leave!"
As soon as he stepped on it, the person was already dozens of feet away.
Jiang Xianxian's mind changed, and he temporarily put aside his doubts. He immediately followed and shouted loudly: "Everyone, intercept the demon butterfly while he is sick and kill him. Don't let that person escape!"
Others also reacted, although some had a hint of hesitation and fear on their faces - they were ruthless characters who couldn't even blow themselves up! But it was hard to say at this time, they could only follow.
Liu Qinghuan used several Earth-shrinking Techniques to catch up with the Nightmare Butterfly. A whip of divine consciousness that had already been formed was thrown out with a "snap" sound, and the demon butterfly that fell at the end suddenly stopped and curled up its wings with a squeaking sound.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, continue!"
Jiang Xianxian had put away his sword at this time, holding a round stick full of incantations in his hand. He said "Hello" loudly, and the stick's body bloomed with a bright yellow halo, bringing out an afterimage and smashing it!
The demon butterfly was hit by a stick, as if it had been pricked by a needle. It screamed in pain, turned around and pounced fiercely.
Jiang Xianxian picked and twitched, the shadow of his stick danced, and he moved it behind him like a mountain, and others followed and took over.
But in front of me, I saw the shadow of the whip roaring, the wind howling, each nightmare butterfly stopped due to being attacked by the consciousness, and large swaths of butterfly powder began to fly again.
The nightmare butterfly can make people sink into nightmares unconsciously. It is rough-skinned and fleshy, but its other abilities are ordinary. Liu Qinghuan and others were on guard and would not fall into its trap. Although they were somewhat restrained, they finally succeeded.
All the demon butterflies were cut off.
The fierce fight here naturally attracted the attention of Gu Jingchen on the other side.
He raised his head, revealing a pair of eyes that were red with anger: "Okay, okay, I'll make up for the big loss I suffered today!"
Throwing away the insect corpse in his hand, he bent slightly and let out a painful howl from his throat. The bones on his face were rugged and his limbs were bent raggedly. The almost broken clothes on his body were stretched open, and pieces of black hard armor emerged from it.
It came out of the flesh and covered the whole body in a short time. Then there were several clicking sounds on the back, and several wide insect wings spread out with a "whoosh"!
Liu Qinghuan had been staring at him with some concentration. Seeing that he had turned into such an insect-like monster, the corners of her eyes couldn't help but twitch.
Although the others were holding the Nightmare Butterfly, they also stared at the monster-like Gu Jingchen, with expressions of both fear and disgust.
With a sharp roar, the opponent flapped its wings and rushed into the sky, moving like lightning with an astonishing momentum.
The clouds were dispersed, and the cold moonlight fell down, reflecting his terrifying face, and then it shot towards this side at a faster speed!
With an ugly expression on his face, Jiang Xianxian ordered two monks who were in the late Nascent Soul stage, plus himself, ready to step forward to fight, and said to Liu Qinghuan: "Fellow Daoist Liu, I leave the Nightmare Butterfly to you."
The two people who were pointed out looked at each other. They had the highest cultivation level among the people present, but they couldn't shirk it.
Liu Qinghuan closed his eyes, nodded and said, "Okay, hold on, we'll go help as soon as we can solve the problem here."
The monk who was called Xue Duozi shouted loudly: "I'm afraid of him! There are seven of us here, and one person can kill him with a sword!"
As soon as he said this, the atmosphere became more relaxed, and this was indeed the case when other people thought about it.
"Then kill the insects quickly!"
Jiang Xianxian and the others flew out without looking back, leaving only these words.
Xue Duazi let out a "bang", turned around, and smashed a gold brick-like magic weapon in his hand at the nightmare butterfly beside him, causing the monster insect to fly out. Then he shook his head as if nothing had happened, and pounced back again with his teeth and claws bared.
"Damn it, this demon butterfly's skin is too thick, I don't believe I can't kill you!"
Liu Qinghuan was speechless secretly. Fortunately, the remaining two people should know some spiritual skills, and the nightmare butterflies were whipped around, and they became crazy.
He hurried to help, but those demonic butterflies had already seen his power and couldn't hide when he approached, causing his divine consciousness stabs to fail several times.
Liu Qinghuan's mind was half on the Nightmare Butterfly, and half on the battle above him.
Jiang Xianxian and the others had not flown far before they met the insect-like human-like Gu Jingchen in mid-air, and the battle was about to break out.
Jiang Xianxian was the first to slash out with his sword, and the awe-inspiring golden sword energy swept across most of the sky, like rolling waves, covering the sky and the sun.
Gu Jingchen smiled arrogantly, and countless black spots flew out from his body, but they were countless tiny black insects, which quickly formed a round shield.
The sword energy surged, and layers of black insects were annihilated, but new ones were immediately added to them, seemingly endless, one after another.
The other two people's spells followed from the left and right, but they didn't expect the black insects to pour out like a tide, densely packed, and making a loud sound of flapping wings.
The light of that spell is like a mud cow drowning in the sea, and it can no longer be seen in the blink of an eye.
Jiang Xianxian and the others looked stern, then heard a sneer ringing in their ears: "Is this your method? Hahaha, it's nothing! It's not polite to reciprocate, now it's my turn!"
Jiang Xianxian waved the long sword in his hand, and the cold sword energy was swept out. Countless black insects were crushed into mud and fell down like rain, sweeping out a clean sky.
His figure suddenly flashed, and lightning shot out. In a few seconds, he broke through the turbulent cloud of insects in the sky, slashed at the opponent with a sword, and did not forget to retort: "Er Er? But I don't know who was like a drowned dog before, and was blown up."
The flesh is exposed."
The opponent suddenly laughed wildly, and moved forward with his arm like an insect's limbs. The sharp blade reflected a pair of blood-eating and cold black pupils that were not like human eyes.