Looking at the figure that staggered out, everyone gasped in unison.

Jiang Xianxian was shocked and said: "He, he, he ......"

Someone can survive the self-explosion of the Yuan Baby!

Liu Qinghuan looked thoughtfully at the half-cut insect corpse that the man was carrying in his hand, maybe the pig clan had some secret method that could exchange life for life?

In any case, although the other party was not lightly injured, he did not die in short.

Others speculated about how Gu Jingchen escaped from the self-explosion, but Liu Qinghuan's eyes turned and fell on Jiang Xianxian beside him.

Although he was busy avoiding the aftermath of the self-explosion, at a glance, the sword in Jiang Daoyou's hand suddenly burst out with a golden glow, and he killed the bearded man who was entangled with him neatly, and then fled.

Jiang Xian Immortal is a sword cultivator, and his previous sword intent is like tearing through the dark snow light, bright and clear, and there is no gold. The golden mangs that erupted in that moment gave him an inexplicable familiar feeling, just like ...... It's like the sword qi carried by the Tainan Immortal Sword!

Golden sword qi is not uncommon, and it is not uncommon for Haoran Zhengda sword intent to be great, but combined with the strange appearance that this person revealed after seeing the Tainan Immortal Sword before, it is quite intriguing.

"Liu Daoyou?" Jiang Xianxian found his gaze and looked at him suspiciously: "What?"

Liu Qinghuan indifferently retracted his gaze and said casually, "Are you injured?"

As soon as he turned around, he suddenly saw that the nightmare butterflies were flying towards the big pit, his brows furrowed, and he said solemnly: "That person is recalling the nightmare butterflies, I'm afraid he wants to leave!"

As soon as you step on your feet, you are already dozens of feet away.

Jiang Xianxian's heart turned, he temporarily put aside his doubts, and immediately followed while shouting: "Everyone, take advantage of his illness to kill him, intercept the demon butterfly, and don't let that person escape!"

The others also reacted, although some people had a hint of hesitation and fear on their faces—that was a ruthless character who couldn't even blow himself up! But it was hard to say at this time, so they could only keep up.

Liu Qinghuan caught up with the Nightmare Butterfly with a few earth shrinking techniques, and a whip of divine consciousness that had already taken shape was thrown out with a "snap", whipping the demon butterfly that fell at the end to a sudden stop, squeaking and curling up its wings.

"Jiang Daoyou, go on!"

Jiang Xianxian had already put away his sword at this time, holding a round stick full of incantations in his hand, and responded loudly, and the body of the stick bloomed with a bright yellow halo one by one, bringing out an afterimage and smashing it over!

The demon butterfly was hit by a stick, as if it had been pricked by a needle, screamed in pain, and turned around fiercely to pounce.

Jiang Xianxian picked and twitched, danced with the shadow of the stick, and pulled it behind him like a mountain, and others followed to take over.

But seeing the whip shadow in front of him, the wind howling, one by one the nightmare butterflies stopped due to the attack of the divine sense, and a large area of butterfly powder flew again.

Nightmare butterflies can make people sink into nightmares unconsciously, with rough skin and thick flesh, but other skills are commonplace. Liu Qinghuan and the others were on guard, and they would not be able to follow its path, although they were also a little restrained, but they finally intercepted all the demon butterflies.

The fight here was violent, which 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, good, the big loss you suffered today will be recovered by you!"

Throwing the insect corpse in his hand, his body was slightly bent, a howl of pain came out of his throat, his face was undulating, his limbs were bent and bent, the almost torn clothes on his body were propped up, and pieces of black hard armor came out of the flesh, covering his whole body in a short time. Then there was a few clicks on the back, and several wide insect wings "whirred" to spread!

Liu Qinghuan had been staring at him with a distraction, and when he saw him become such an insect-like monster, the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching.

Although the others were playing nightmare butterflies, they also looked at the monster-like Gu Jingchen, and their expressions were both frightened and disgusted.

With a loud roar, the other party flapped his wings and rushed into the sky, castrating like lightning and the momentum was amazing.

The clouds were washed away, and the cold moonlight sprinkled down, reflecting a terrifying grimace on him, and then it shot at an even faster speed!

Jiang Xianxian's face was ugly, and he ordered the two monks who were cultivating in the late Yuan Infant stage, plus himself, ready to step forward to meet the battle, and said to Liu Qinghuan: "Liu Daoyou, the Nightmare Butterfly is handed over to you." ”

The two people who were pointed at each other glanced at each other, and among the people present, they had the highest cultivation, but they couldn't shirk it.

Liu Qinghuan closed his eyes, nodded and said, "Okay, you hold on first, and we will help immediately if we solve it." ”

The monk, who was called Xue Nerd, said 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 was really relaxed, and the others thought that this was indeed the truth.

"Then you hurry up and kill the insects!"

Jiang Xianxian and the three of them flew out without looking back, leaving only this sentence.

Xue Nerd let out a "hiss", turned around and smashed a gold-brick-like magic weapon in his hand into the nightmare butterfly beside him, smashing the demon insect and flying out, and then shook his head as if nothing happened, and pounced back again with his teeth and claws.

"Damn, the skin of this demon butterfly is too thick, I don't believe I can't kill you!"

Liu Qinghuan was secretly speechless, but fortunately, the remaining two should know some divine sense, and they drew nightmare butterflies around and went crazy.

He hurriedly rushed to help, but those demon butterflies had already seen his power, and when they saw him approaching, they couldn't hide, and they actually let the Divine Sense Thorn fail several times.

Liu Qinghuan's mind was half on Nightmare Butterfly, and half was focused on the battle above his head.

Jiang Xianxian and the three of them didn't fly far before they met the insect-like Gu Jingchen in mid-air, and the battle was about to break out.

Jiang Xianxian slashed out with a sword first, and the mighty golden sword qi swept across most of the sky, like a rolling wave, covering the sky and the sun.

The ancient mirror dust smiled, and countless black dots flew out of his body, but they were countless tiny black insects, which quickly formed a round shield.

The sword qi surged, and layers of black insects were annihilated, but new ones were immediately replenished, as if they were endless, one after the other.

The spells of the other two arrived from the left and right, but they didn't want the black worms to pour out like a tide, densely packed, and the sound of flapping their wings was loud.

The glow of that bit of spell was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it was impossible to see it in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Xianxian's expressions were abrupt, and then they heard a sneer ringing in their ears: "This is your method?" Hahaha, but Er'er! Come and don't be rude, it's time to change me!"

Jiang Xianxian waved the long sword in his hand, and the cold sword qi swept out, and countless black insects were crushed into mud, falling down like rain, sweeping out a clear sky.

His figure flashed, and lightning shot out, and in a few clicks, he broke through the surging and tumbling insect clouds in the sky, slashed at the other party with a sword, and did not forget to sneer at each other: "Erer? ”

The other party suddenly laughed wildly, and his insect-like arm slashed forward, and the snow-bright blade reflected a pair of blood-devouring and cold, black eyes that did not look like human eyes.