Eternal Tranquility

The formation suddenly opened, and countless rays of broken spiritual light bloomed like fireworks, brilliant and spectacular.

Blooming together with the aura, there is also a strong and almost foul-smelling pollen aroma, extremely sweet and fishy! Tumi to the extreme! Just like the ripe fruits hanging on the branches, it tempts people to devour them, and they just want to be intoxicated and forget about the night.

Liu Qinghuan secretly thought something was not right. He took a sip unexpectedly and suddenly felt a sense of relief welling up in his heart. His body seemed to be a little lighter immediately, as if he was floating freely in the clouds, but without any uneasiness. It's like wandering in the warm sea water, feeling lazy and just want to fall asleep and fall into a wonderful dream.

At this moment, Liu Qinghuan suddenly woke up from a sudden pain in his hand!

In an instant, cold sweat covered the entire back. When he looked down, he realized that he probably held it too tightly. The sharp edge of the sword of life and death cut his body and mind, and red blood dripped from his fingers.

Ignoring the wound, he retreated quickly and immediately closed his five senses. At the same time, several rays of light rushed up, almost engulfing his entire body. Still uneasy, he directly mobilized his invisible spiritual thoughts to form an invisible protective shield on the surface of his body.

The Nightmare Butterfly lived up to its reputation, and he almost got hit if he wasn't paying attention. One can imagine how the Yin Yue Blood Realm stronghold under the formation was now a tragic scene of drunkenness and dreaming.

No wonder this kind of demonic insect caused an uproar as soon as it was discovered, and everyone panicked about it. The entire world of immortal cultivation was in panic because of this, and it felt like it was facing a formidable enemy!

He looked at the four nightmare butterfly queens flying out of the formation and was terrified. The two nightmare butterflies that he had whipped with the whip of divine consciousness had now turned away their hateful eyes, with a pious and pious look on their faces. With fervent admiration, he raised his head and looked upward.

Liu Qinghuan raised his head and saw four figures fighting in the sky, sometimes separating and sometimes reuniting, fighting inextricably.

The brilliant light of a puff of magic shone like half of the sky as bright as day, and the strong fluctuations of spiritual energy formed a terrifying hurricane, and large swaths of thick clouds were shaken and dissipated.

Liu Qinghuan carefully identified the four people, three men and one woman, facing each other in pairs. The one with a man and a woman looked quite embarrassed, and gradually fell into disarray as time went by.

On the other side, the situation was a little strange, especially the big man with a beard among them. He was holding two big mountain-cutting axes, slashing east and west. He had the ability to swing a heavy weight with his nose, and his momentum was as crazy as a demon, as if he was turning the river upside down. He will split the sky and chop the earth in pieces.

Liu Qinghuan's heart sank. The man was attacking frantically without any attempt to protect himself. And he had that weird dreamlike smile on his face the whole time. Even though half of his body was stained with blood, the smile didn't change at all!

Is this person... perhaps controlled by the Nightmare Butterfly?

Then, the young man beside the bearded man is most likely the Holy Lord of the Zhi tribe!

I saw that the opponent was handsome and majestic, and his cultivation had most likely reached the peak of the late Nascent Soul. Even though he was in the middle of a melee, he still looked like he was strolling in a leisurely manner, and his movements revealed his strong inner self-confidence.

"Holy Lord!"

At this time, a shout suddenly sounded.

Liu Qinghuan turned around and saw the old man looking at the young male cultivator ecstatically.

The male cultivator lowered his head and glanced at him, then complimented very casually: "Gu Er, you did a good job."

His voice was neither fast nor slow, echoing slowly in the night sky. It actually drowned out the roaring sounds of magic around him, causing the man and woman opposite him to be startled, and the movements of his men slowed down.

The old man knelt down in the air without saying a word, his expression extremely respectful.

The man and woman on the opposite side were panting at this time. It was obvious that the previous fierce battle had left them exhausted. Seeing the young male cultivator suddenly stop, he also stopped and took the opportunity to distance himself.

It's just impossible to escape. As long as they make the slightest movement, the controlled bearded man will rush up to intercept them frantically, and the nightmare butterflies surrounding them are also ready to move.

The two looked at each other, with a wry smile on their faces. They quickly took out the spirit stones and took the time to recover.

The young male cultivator watched with satisfaction as the entire situation was firmly in his hands. The formation below had been completely broken, revealing a series of connected houses. On the street between the houses, Yin Yue Blood Realm monks with strange smiles on their faces were clustered together, completely losing their minds.

Seeing such a terrifying scene in person, Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but frown. His ears suddenly twitched, and he quietly turned slightly and glanced at the forest on the left.

Above the head, the young male cultivator asked again: "By the way, where is Xue'er?"

The old man froze, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably: "Please...please the Holy Lord punish me, I, I failed to protect Miss Xue'er..."

He pointed at Liu Qinghuan angrily: "Miss Xue'er was killed by this person! It was him, he..."

Anger flashed on the young male cultivator's face, and he suddenly waved his sleeves. There was a crisp "snap" sound, and the old man's drooping face was slapped sideways, and his broken teeth flew out along with the blood.

"Shut up! Not only are you stupid, but you are also making excuses for your stupidity! When this trip is over, you can go to the insect cellar to receive your punishment after returning to your clan."

The old man was so frightened that he didn't even dare to say anything. He just kowtowed.

The young male cultivator was silent for a moment: "She's actually dead... It doesn't matter if she's dead. Insects raised in sweet water naturally have no fighting spirit. If you're an incompetent person, just die. Anyway, there's no one in the clan who can replace her." few."

The ruthlessness of these words was beyond Liu Qinghuan's expectation. One moment he was still asking with concern, but the next moment he didn't care about the other person's life or death. This shows how cold-blooded this "Holy Lord" is!

And he seemed to finally remember Liu Qinghuan's existence, and turned his eyes and looked over.

Liu Qinghuan looked at him expressionlessly. The other person's eyes had no warmth. He looked at the person like he was looking at insects under his feet, revealing a kind of superior indifference.

Suddenly, the young male cultivator took a deep breath, and an intoxicated smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I smell it! What a pure scent of flesh and blood, fresh, clean, and powerful! Full of unimaginable vitality! Hahahaha, it's simply the best. The choice of tribute!”

An evil, sycophantic and bloodthirsty excitement flashed in his eyes, he reached out and pointed at Liu Qinghuan, and shouted: "Gu Er, keep an eye on him! When I take care of the two here, I will take his life with my own hands!" "

Liu Qinghuan raised his eyes slightly and couldn't help but sneered.

"yes!"

The old man responded respectfully and approached Liu Qinghuan with a gloomy expression.

The young male cultivator clapped his fingers and looked back at the two monks, a man and a woman, opposite him, as if he was ready for a big fight.

The two people looked panicked and took several steps back due to their momentum.

The female cultivator among them suddenly shouted down: "Fellow Taoist Yunmengze below, the Zhi tribe is infested with insects, which is extremely harmful. Everyone has to kill them. This person is the so-called holy master of the Zhi tribe, Gu Jingchen." , and is the only one who can control the Nightmare Butterfly. Please temporarily abandon the interface dispute and eliminate the evil together with us!"