Chapter 668 Holy Lord? Saint?
I don’t know since when, large black clouds floated in the sky, and the bright moon shuttled through the clouds, sometimes disappearing and sometimes emerging. The earth was completely silent, there was no sound of people, no chirping of birds, not even the chirping of insects.
This is the first time Liu Qinghuan has seen the notorious nightmare butterflies. They are huge, as tall as a person from head to tail. Their bodies are ethereal and illusory. As the surrounding environment turns gray and black, they blend into the night very naturally. middle.
In addition, the Nightmare Butterfly has a beautiful face, but unfortunately she has a huge belly on her waist, as if she had been pregnant for thirty months. Six pairs of huge wings flapped gently in the moonlight, and with each flap, shimmering stars fell down, scattering towards the monk town below that was obscured by a large formation of clouds and mist.
Liu Qinghuan secretly said: It is said that a nightmare butterfly can put a city into sleep, and it is true! There are two in the sky ahead, each guarding one on the left and one on the right.
The two of them were hiding in the shadow of the trees. Jiang Xianxian sent a message: "We won't even spare our own people. No wonder even the people from the Yin Yue Blood Realm will kill them all!"
Liu Qinghuan thought for a while and replied through voice transmission: "Maybe he was forced to panic. From the time the Nightmare Butterfly appeared to now, all the attacks have been on my place in Yunmengze. This is probably the first alien world to be attacked. Territory.”
Jiang Xianxian chuckled: "A dog bites a dog, good job! But... Fellow Daoist Liu, how long do you think those nightmare butterflies have been around here?"
Liu Qinghuan looked at the sky: "It's less than two hours into the night now. Judging from the time, it shouldn't be that long."
"This town is about to be as big as a small Immortal Cultivation City. I don't believe there will be no Yuanying monks stationed there." Jiang Xianxian gloated: "I just don't know if they have discovered something is wrong."
"If there are enough Mengdiedie, even our Nascent Soul cultivators may be caught." Liu Qinghuan pointed to the undulating clouds: "Their protective formation has not been broken yet, and they cannot see the situation in the city. Maybe inside now It’s already a mess, but we can’t just sit idly by!”
He turned to face Jiang Xianxian: "The more nightmares the nightmare butterfly sucks, the stronger it will be and the faster it will reproduce. Although we only saw two outside, there might be more inside. Fellow Daoist Jiang, please contact other fellow Taoists. If anyone is nearby, come over as soon as possible.”
"Ah, bah! If I didn't want to kill these monster insects, I really don't want to care about the life and death of those alien monkeys!"
Jiang Xianxian cursed a few times, and then said, "I'll contact the others right away. Please stay here, Fellow Daoist Liu. If anything happens, call me immediately."
Liu Qinghuan then urged: "You must hurry up when you call them. If they don't come after an hour, we will have no choice but to take the risk."
"I have contacted you before. The others are not too far from here. One hour should be enough to get here."
Jiang Xianxian responded and quietly retreated to send the message talisman farther away.
Liu Qinghuan stood there for a moment, then disappeared into the shadow of the trees and began to explore the surrounding mountains and forests.
There are still several miles away from the stronghold of the Yin Yue Blood Realm ahead, but you can still smell the fragrance of pollen. The night wind sent little bits of butterfly powder far away. Although it had little effect on Liu Qinghuan, it was not something that ordinary birds and beasts could resist. The nearby mountains and forests were silent, as if even the insects had fallen into a deep sleep.
In such dead silence, a low cry suddenly sounded in the forest!
Liu Qinghuan's heart moved. The sound was obviously made by a human.
He stopped motionless in the heart of the tree, and his scattered consciousness condensed into a thin thread and swept towards the place where the sound came from.
The originally extremely vague whispers gradually became clearer, and an old voice shouted in the language of the Yin Yue Blood Realm: "...Why can't I change my frizzy temper no matter where I go! Stop moving around."
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Looking for the sound, Liu Qinghuan finally found two pale black figures standing against a large stone in the darkness of the dense forest ahead. Although the other party also used the concealment technique, he was still able to capture their position.
An aggrieved woman's voice sounded again: "Second uncle, aren't you worried? The Holy Lord has entered the city since yesterday, and no news has been sent back yet, and I don't know how things are progressing."
"The Holy Lord has great magic power and is protected by the Insect King. Do you still need to worry?" Another old voice replied: "Please calm down and stop talking, so as not to be discovered."
The former said nonchalantly: "You are too careful. I have released many cloud-winged insects nearby. No one can escape from their sharp tentacles. As long as there is any situation, they will immediately flap their wings and scream. Besides, they were discovered by others. So what? Let's just pretend we're passing by." Liu Qinghuan searched carefully and found a small red insect lying on the branch of a tree in the distance.
The insect was well hidden, shielded by the heavy leaves. If it hadn't been for the three-foot-long tentacles on its head that kept moving flexibly, he might not have been able to spot it.
Judging from the tone of those two people, these cloud-winged insects should be very good at detection and warning. Although he is the body of green wood and can completely integrate with the surrounding wood energy when performing the technique of transplanting flowers and trees, he still cannot take it lightly.
At this time, the old voice sounded again, reprimanding: "You said you were passing by, and others believed it? What kind of things have you learned in the clan over the years, and you have become stupid in practicing kung fu! The dangers outside are beyond your imagination, The Holy Lord shouldn’t be so softhearted and take you out this time!”
"Danger, danger, always talking about danger. How do I know if I haven't experienced it? I have been imprisoned in the clan for hundreds of years. It would be stupid to continue to imprison me."
"Have you forgotten the painful history of our Zhi clan? Your status is special and there is no room for mistakes. When you go back this time, don't come out again. Try to merge with the insect spirit earlier than others, so that you can truly sit on the holy throne. The position of woman.”
The woman murmured: "I don't want to be the Saint of Lao Shizi. Whoever wants to do it can do it. When I think of letting my body become..."
"What did you say!"
The woman snorted softly and finally stopped talking.
Liu Qinghuan's eyes flashed. It felt like there was a lot of secrets about the Holy Lord and Holy Maiden.
He weighed the distance to that side and decided not to alert the enemy for the time being. Jiang Xianxian was probably coming back now, so he had better meet with him first.
However, accidents always occur inadvertently. When Liu Qinghuan retreated from his current position to a tree behind him, the sharp chirping of insects suddenly resounded through the night sky!
"Who!"
A low shout came immediately, and two figures rushed towards this side one after the other.
Liu Qinghuan didn't expect that he was so lucky that he happened to escape to a tree with red insects. Now that his traces were exposed, he simply stopped hiding and escaped from the tree in a flash, squeezing the screaming insect to death!
The two men were approaching in a blink of an eye. The old man was in front. When he saw him, he looked ferocious. His two arms swayed and turned into bent forelimbs like a mantis. Without saying a word, they struck in the air.
A sharp edge burst out in the darkness, the wind roared loudly, and it also lit up the night sky!
Liu Qinghuan's face was stern, and he thrust out a sword, and the sword energy like a rainbow went straight to meet it!
There was a loud "clang" sound, and the ground centered on the two of them shook tremblingly. The surrounding trees could not withstand such majestic air waves, and they exploded overwhelmingly.
Liu Qinghuan's heart trembled. The opponent withstood the full blow of the Tainan Immortal Sword with his arm, but he didn't even take a step back. It seemed that his cultivation level was still higher than his!
The old man laughed evilly, holding the Tainan Immortal Sword with one arm, and the other forelimb like a blade brought out an afterimage and slashed straight down!
Cruel and decisive, murderous!
Liu Qinghuan clicked his left hand, and the two Qiankun fingers flew out at the same speed at the same speed. There were two crashes in a row, and the fierce force caused the cutting blade to pause twice.
He retreated quickly, but suddenly heard a series of buzzing sounds like insects in his ears.
With a glance from the corner of his eye, he saw a pretty girl in yellow standing behind the old man. She was holding an oval magical instrument with holes in her hand and playing it to her lips.
At the same time, there were rustling sounds from all directions, as if countless insects were swarming in!
(End of chapter)