Liu Qinghuan was not surprised when he heard the shouts of the female cultivator of the Yin Moon Blood Realm.

The two of them may have absorbed a lot of butterfly powder before, although they were not pulled into the nightmare, but they were also affected a lot. What's more, the strength of that "Holy Lord" is obviously stronger than them, and the two of them are already at the end of their strength after fighting for so long.

There were six Nightmare Butterflies around, and they couldn't escape if they wanted to, and they could almost predict the end of the death of the worm.

Cultivation is not easy, and no one wants to let go of the opportunity to live.

The male cultivator also spoke: "Yes, you also heard it just now, Gu Jingchen will not let you go! It's better to join forces with the two of us, only by killing him, we can all escape!"

He said the word killing very seriously, and shouted inwardly: "Gu Jingchen, you pig clan dare to defy the world's condemnation, reappear the demon insect Nightmare Butterfly in the world, and attack the stronghold of our realm regardless of the feelings of the same world, you should die!"

These words only drew a sneer from the Holy Lord on the other side, and he stopped his approaching footsteps and said in a good time: "If it weren't for the fact that I belonged to the same realm, I wouldn't have only found Yun Mengze's place for blood sacrifice before. It's a pity, you just won't let go of my clan, so don't blame me for being ruthless!"

With a wave of his hand, the bearded man who had been controlled let out a roar that was not human, and he swung two large axes at the two men.

The female cultivator's hands were sealed, and several black rays flew out of her hands, and she said bitterly while flying back: "Ran Daoyou, wake up quickly!"

"Don't bother with that, he's been planted with eggs and can't wake up. ”

The male cultivator said calmly, and with a flick of his hand, several cold and shining blood wheels came out of his hand, dripping and spinning towards the bearded man, and forcefully forced him away.

"The surname is ancient, don't blame us for killing your clan. Don't forget that you almost made the entire interface become a hive, and to this day, the demon insect pit in the Shuoyue Realm is still there, how dare we let you sit big? Your clan has taken advantage of Yun Mengze's small matter, and then counterattacked to our realm afterwards, and then try to contain you, I'm afraid it will be too late!"

He turned his head and shouted below, "Fellow Daoist below, how have you thought about it? And Gu Jingchen, as the Holy Lord of the Pig Clan, is the highest power except for the Worm Mother, as long as he is killed, the Pig Clan will inevitably fall again. ”

Liu Qinghuan listened to it for a long time, looked sideways at the old man next to him, and only said lightly: "Thanks to the two of you, I can afford it, but unfortunately I can't protect myself." However, although it is not possible to join forces, it is still possible to temporarily cease fighting and fight the same enemy together. As for who lives and who dies in the end, it depends on their own creation. ”

The two frowned slightly, they didn't want to be like this, and they couldn't coax each other to deal with Gu Jingchen together, but they had nothing to do at this time, so they could only comfort themselves that it would be good if they could have one less opponent.

Gu Jingchen had a hint of a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and said unhurriedly: "It's over, if it's discussed, I'll do it." ”

With a flick of his hand, a long black whip came out of his sleeve, making a "pop" sound, and then he jumped into it.

The long whip brought out pieces of light and shadow, graceful as a swimming dragon, everywhere, and so powerful that it seemed that even the body of the infant monk could not stand the force of its pumping, the female cultivator couldn't dodge the tail of the whip, and the whole person immediately flew out like a kite with a broken string.

If it weren't for the male cultivator who blocked it with a flywheel in time, the female cultivator would most likely have been directly pumped and collapsed.

On the other hand, Gu Jingchen laughed maniacally, and threw out one whip after another like a cat teasing mice, seemingly not in a hurry to kill, but enjoying the pleasure of abusing each other.

Liu Qinghuan shook his head secretly, how powerful this person is, he has not shown the slightest ability to control insects until now, and it is only a matter of time before the two on the opposite side are defeated.

His body moved slightly, and the old man who had been staring at him dodged in front of him, and said gloomily: "Your opponent is me!"

Liu Qinghuan glanced at him seriously and said, "No, I have other things, let others play with you." ”

As he spoke, he stepped lightly, and the whole person floated up like a faint breeze.

The old man's expression was sharp, and the snow bright blade slashed at him, and he actually wanted to cut it in half!

Liu Qinghuan twisted his body and kicked hard, and an invisible strong wind suddenly arose under his feet, turning into sharp arrows and flying out, colliding with the knife light, and he used the power of this kick to float out a large distance.

The old man roared angrily, and followed, and the heavy sword shadows seemed to be pressed down from all directions, vowing to leave him behind!

If he fails to complete the order given by the Holy Lord, there is only a dead end waiting for him.

Liu Qinghuan pinched the trick in his hand, and the sword intent of life and death circled around his body, smashing the approaching sword shadows one by one.

Then with a wave of his hand, the Tainan Immortal Sword was thrown into the air by him, and the tip of the sword rushed up, and he saw a sudden flash between heaven and earth, and a thick purple thunder blasted down on the two people who were entangled!

The old man cursed in a low voice, not daring to take the power of the thunder, and hurriedly dodged back.

But he saw that the thunder fell on Liu Qinghuan's head, as if there was a circle of invisible covers around his body, and suddenly slid to the side, and then exploded, countless tiny thunderbolts jumped and splashed in all directions.

Liu Qinghuan swam quickly in a purple light, like a thousand flowers, not a single leaf touched his body, and rushed to the mountains and forests in the distance.

"Rubbish!"

Seeing that the mountains and forests were imminent, a cold scold suddenly sounded overhead, and two nightmare butterflies blocked the way.

Liu Qinghuan was stunned, looked up at the sky, and just saw that the female cultivator of the Yin Moon Blood Realm was wrapped around her neck by a whip, and her face was so purple that it seemed to burst at any time.

Gu Jingchen didn't look at her, but looked down at Liu Qinghuan, and dragged his hand!

The remaining male cultivators screamed angrily, and several blood wheels merged into a large shield, and suddenly turned their bodies into a ball of incomparably fast blood light, taking the opportunity to fly away into the distance.

Gu Jingchen turned his head to look, smiled coldly, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already in the sky, just in the way of the blood light, and then waved his palm and slapped it!

Liu Qinghuan retracted his gaze, and the old man also chased after him again, laughing feverishly: "Hahaha, run away again! When the Holy Lord kills that person, it will be your turn!"

"Really?" Liu Qinghuan tilted his head sideways, raised his hand and pointed at him: "It's a pity, you can't see that scene." ”

The horizontal flesh on the old man's face twitched wildly because of anger, but he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and turned around!

A few whistles sounded all around, Jiang Xianxian and several other people appeared from the surrounding void, and before the people arrived, the light of spells and magic weapons had already swept through the sky.

Liu Qinghuan didn't care about the situation behind him anymore, he had already reached the side of a nightmare butterfly in a few flashes, the whip of divine consciousness was thrown out violently, and his hand sent it, and the sword intent of life and death pierced into the opponent's huge and friendless stomach!