Butterfly Dance Valley goes south, surrounded by forests on all sides.

The surrounding springs were ding, and countless spiritual powers were hovering among them. It turned out that this was a formation, and three monks with strange dark patterns were waiting around.

Not long after, there seemed to be a wind in the air.

The formation began to operate, the light lit up, and a terrifying pressure came around—

At the center, a man in dark robe appeared. It was clearly on the scorching sun, but he seemed to be standing in the darkness, with an abyss-like temperament all over his body.

Yan Wushang.

"See the Lord." The monks around him saluted together.

The man waved his hand and said calmly: "Tell me."

The air was strangely quiet for a moment.

You should know that these people are all masters above the Nascent Soul Realm and are eloquent on weekdays, but at this time they are all silent.

Finally, a monk stepped forward and said, "Recently, Butterfly Valley visited a man in white robe and presented him with the master of the valley purple jade heart protection flower."

"Um."

This matter was within his expectations, after all, he arranged it.

"Is there any?" Yan Wushang said calmly.

"...and that's it." The monk gritted his teeth and said, "The valley master Ji Ziyan will become a dual-cultural partner with the wise masters of Jingxian Sect in three days."

A breeze swept by.

A leaf fell down.

After a while, Yan Wushang slowly said, "I understand."

His tone was calm, as if what the other party was talking about was not a big deal, it was just a name that was strange to others.

One of the monks frowned slightly and said, "These wise masters are among the top five masters in Jingxian Sect and are of great strength.

In addition, for some reason, those who frequently found the Second Seal Demon Lord in this eastern region felt that something must be strange, so the emperor might as well stop there."

The level of a monk is divided into nine realms: qi extraction, qi training, foundation building, golden elixir, nascent infancy, god transformation, fusion, realm emptiness, and Mahayana. Each level is divided into nine levels. After breaking through the ninth level of the Mahayana stage, you will descend the heavenly tribulation and you can overcome the tribulation and ascend to the immortal world.

Of course, in the past, some monks failed to pass through tribulation and ascended the inner demons. Therefore, if monks did not prepare foolproofly, they would not welcome the divine tribulation without authorization.

The Southern Region has always been an active place for people of the Demonic Way.

Among them, the Mingyuan Hall in the southwest region has seven great demon kings and one great demon king. From the seven-seal demon king to the one-seal demon king, the smaller the number of seals, the stronger the strength, almost all of them are around the Mahayana. Everyone's martial arts have strange features.

These three seal demon kings, named Wu Bo, have a cruel and bloodthirsty personality, and are also called the "Ghost Shadow Demon Lord". They can summon a group of powerful ghosts to fight for him.

Although these seven demon kings seem to respect the demon king, they are not all single-minded.

This monk also considered the chaos in the demon world now, so he boldly proposed. In his opinion, the monk must cut off the seven emotions and six desires and purify the six senses, which is conducive to practice.

Why is the Lord obsessed with this? It is something that he finds difficult to understand.

Front.

Yan Wushang gathered a spiritual power between his fingers, and then an ancient giant sword appeared in his hand. His fingers gently stroked the blade, and a thread of blood was leaching out.

After sucking blood, the giant sword began to shine slightly, with a dark red light flashing on it.

At the same time, the monks around them felt a terrifying wave of Wia attack.

They once again truly felt the strength of the person in front of them.

The Second Seal Demon Lord.

Yan Wushang, also known as the "Killing Demon Lord".

The sword edge reflected his cold eyes at this moment.

Yan Wushang said calmly: "Wu Bo has been planning for a long time, and I'm afraid he has always wanted to replace him."

"Bang--"

A sword energy rolled over, and the surrounding rocks instantly turned into powder!

Yan Wushang looked up, looked at the disappearing glow in the sky, and slowly said, "You don't have to follow me these days."

"Your Majesty!" Several monks from the Demon Realm called out together.

One of them looked uneasy and stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty! Since Wu Bo has been plotting for a long time, he must have made complete preparations. Moreover, the people on the decent side have always been hostile to us. At that time, you may face more than a wave of enemies..."

"I know."

"Your Majesty, then you still..."

"You guys are in trouble."

After Yan Wushang said this, he left with a giant sword on his back, and his back seemed silent and lonely in the light.

The remaining subordinates looked at each other, and one of them sighed, "Why did you become so confused because of this..."

Another monk hesitated: "After all, we are people from the demon world. Appearing on the ritual of the righteous path will probably cause chaos. The king probably wants to... solve this matter privately and prevent her ritual from being affected."

...

In the Butterfly Valley.

Around them are graceful butterflies, the light petals swaying in the wind, and a fragrant fragrance is filled with the air.

"Although I promised you, our spiritual butterflies in Butterfly Valley are all spiritual, but they will not get close to people at will. If you want to take them away, you may have to spend some effort..."

Ji Qingyan's tone was quite proud.

"Is that right?" Huo Jianghuai raised his hand casually, and a few dexterous beings immediately appeared on his fingertips.

Ji Qingyan: "..."

She roared in her heart, what's going on? Don't these spirit butterflies don't like to be close to others? Why are they so unreserved?

Huo Jianghuai smiled secretly. In fact, he had just discovered that these spirit butterflies like honey fruit powder very much. After making spirit food last time, some were left, so he secretly wiped some on his fingertips.

"It's strange, so many spirit butterflies follow me? Could it be that I'm closer?"

Huo Jianghuai said with a puzzled look on his face, walking around the grass, his fingertips slashing in the air, attracting a large group of spirit butterflies to follow him.

Ji Qingyan's expression was normal, but her heart was broken: You should know that these spirit butterflies are usually raised with special sweet honey, and they are arrogant and do not like to be close to others.

After all, she was a spiritual butterfly of noble blood. She was so disappointed that she was so frivolous!

"Come on, put a large shape, and then a Tian shape. Can I use one character to describe it? It's good, very appropriate, I'll give you a reward..."

"Hey, that's enough!"

What's the point of making a "handsome"? Is it so flattering? It's a noble temperament that you said is not like to be close to others! Is there any bottom line for a noble variety?

"Thank you for the gift, then I'll take one or two away at will."

After Huo Jianghuai finished speaking, he took out something from the storage ring.

"Are you serious? You sure this pocket is bigger than a person, you're sure it's one or two!? Don't get into it, what about the friendship that has been together for so long?"

Huo Jianghuai sighed and said, "You know, I always saw new people laughing, but I didn't see old people crying. You are old and yellow now. They are tired of your appearance, so they have to follow me, who is handsome, elegant and noble..."

“我明明还是个少女好么!”

Seeing that the other party was about to be angry and angry, Huo Jianghuai stopped making trouble. At that time, it would be bad if he lost his big money because of the small loss and he would not give him a single one.

At this time, a purple butterfly wing stayed on his shoulder. Huo Jianghuai turned his head and saw its trembling wings. He chuckled and said, "Just you, little guy."

Petals swept by the wind fell on his robe.

He looked up at the sky and said unintentionally: "Do you know Yan Wushang?"

Air.

It's quiet.

The storm changes.

Ji Qingyan's expression in front of her faded. She stood among the gorgeous flowers, but her eyes were a little obscure and difficult to tell.

"You can choose a few spirit butterflies to take them away. I think you are a guest in our Butterfly Valley, but this person..."

Huo Jianghuai looked up.

The wind is clear and the flowers are drunk, and the man's expression is frost.
Chapter completed!