Chapter 622: The clan of colorful butterflies, the legend of spiritual sacrifice

Jiang Liu didn't reject the girl's good intentions, and drank all the wine in the glass.
The girl was also very witty and immediately filled up the wine.
After going back and forth three times in this way, the girl held the hip flask and didn't mean to leave at all.
Jiang Liu looked at the girl with a smile, and asked, "Are you not afraid of me?"
The girl smiled and asked, "Why should I be afraid of you?"
Jiang Liu said indifferently, "I killed the Eighth Sword Servant of Zhang Jianya, and I will definitely suffer revenge from Zhang Jianya. Others are afraid of it. Are you afraid?"
The girl snorted coldly and said: "Zhangjianya is bullying people. There is no good thing. You killed them. I thank you for being too late. Why are you afraid of you?"
"It seems that you have a grudge against Zhang Jianya." Jiang Liu's eyes showed a hint of clarity.
"Five Great Swordsmen joined forces to kill a great power in the realm of Heavenly Dao. What a brilliant record this is, and who knows that the great power of the realm of Heaven is my grandfather."
After speaking, the girl's tears began to fall, her shoulders trembling, pitiful.
Jiang Liu was taken aback for a moment. He was focused on swordsmanship and had a firm mind. It was basically impossible to move compassion at will, but the experience the girl said was so similar to himself that he couldn't help but feel a little lost.
He himself had lost his grandfather, and that feeling was extremely helpless and indescribable.
Jiang Liu groaned for a moment and said, "Shan Jianya will kill himself if he does many injustices. It's better to stay away from me. Maybe Zhang Jianya's revenge will come soon."
After that, he was ready to get up and leave.
However, the next girl's words were a stop to his footsteps.
"Don't worry, the person in charge of Jianya will not harass you in a short time."
"Huh? How did you know?" Jiang Liu asked curiously.
"Because they are targeting my hometown."
There was a bit of bitterness in the girl's eyes, and she continued: "Palm Sword Cliff only arranged for the master of the Eighth Sword Servant to be around here, and a large number of people are looking for my hometown in the chaos."
"Your hometown?" Jiang Liu frowned slightly, "Why are they targeting your hometown?"
The girl asked: "Have you heard of the spirit sacrifice?"
Jiang Liu nodded, "Naturally know this."
The so-called sacrifice to the spirit is actually a respectful name for the plant.
In the chaos, plants are naturally a kind of creatures, and spiritual roots are the gods in plants. The higher the level of spiritual roots, the more difficult it is to transform spirits, and once the spirits are transformed, the magical effects are absolutely endless.
For example, the spiritual roots of flat peaches, yellow plums and ginseng fruit in the old prehistoric times did not exist at all.
Of course, the chaos is so great that there is never a shortage of miracles.
The spiritual roots of transforming spirits are not only there, but I am afraid there are not a few.
These spiritual roots of transforming spirits produce more miraculous fruits, and they will be gifted to those who are predestined by themselves, but they are no longer eatable by anyone who wants to eat, and they need to be recognized by this spiritual root.
Under such circumstances, this kind of spiritual root can naturally nurture many strong people on its own. On the contrary, these strong people also attach to this kind of spiritual root, and call these spiritual roots as sacrificial spirits.
Jiang Liu's expression moved slightly, and he immediately said, "You mean, there is a sacrificial spirit in your hometown?"
He was a little excited, and immediately thought of the task of an expert.
The expert is very interested in special spiritual plants, and the entire Tiangong is working hard to find it. Of course, he himself really wants to do things for the expert.
Unexpectedly, he could learn about the spirit sacrifice unconsciously.
I just don't know what kind of sacrifice it is, whether the species will be liked by the masters.
The girl hummed, and then said: "Our Caidie clan has been living in a small world with the sacrificial spirits, incomparable with the world, but not long ago, somehow, it would be found by the person holding the sword cliff, and Attacked us directly."
"We had no choice but to leave that small world and hide. My grandfather was killed by them in order to hold them."
The reason why she appeared here was that apart from listening to the intelligence, she also had a bit of revenge. She wanted to cause a little trouble to the person who held the sword cliff, but she did not expect to run into the river.
Jiang Liu couldn't help but asked, "I wonder if the girl can take me to your place to have a look?"
The girl's big watery eyes suddenly lit up, and she was surprised: "Would you like to help us?"
"Uh…"
Jiang Liu pursed his mouth and said, "I won't let the people who hold Jianya hurt you."
He is going to see the so-called sacrifice of spirits first, and if he can, he is ready to find a way to give it to an expert as a gift...
Of course, this kind of remark cannot be said clearly, it is only half the truth.
The girl immediately smiled and said, "I knew you were a good person."
Sure enough, there is no dispute with the world, really a simple girl.
"By the way, my name is Die'er, how about you?" Die'er said.
"My name is Jiang Liu."
"Master Jiang, come with me."
After that, Die'er actually grew a pair of transparent wings like butterfly wings, and flew into the air with a light tap.
I saw a flash of light rushing out, but the speed was extremely fast.
Jiang Liu followed the girl out of Zheng's house, and also soared into the air, leaving the realm of God, flying into the chaos.
At the same time, somewhere in the chaos, here is an area with many stars.
A group of Yujian came here, seeming to be searching for something.
There are three people in the lead, all with thin faces, cold eyes, and the whole body exudes a murderous air.
They are the three sword servants who hold Jianya, the third, sixth, and seventh sword servant.
On the palm of the third sword servant, there was a green figure floating.
This figure is the appearance of ginseng, but it has eyes and an old-fashioned appearance, sniffing the nose from time to time.
Suddenly, the figures of the three of them shook at the same time, their eyes flashed, and their aura was released uncontrollably.
One of them said in a deep voice, "The old eight is dead."
"It's interesting to be able to kill the old eight. It seems that the person who has obtained the Supreme Inheritance is not weak."
"Hurry up and resolve the matter here, the man has taken the old eight's sword box, knowing nothing about life and death, and we want to find him, it's easy!"
At this moment, the ginseng said excitedly: "It's getting closer and closer to the sacrificial spirit, hahaha, it seems to be on the star!"
Without saying anything, the person holding Jianya turned into a few streams of light and went straight to the star.
And above that star, a huge flower grows.
The petals of this flower are yellow, with a large disk growing in the middle, the rhizome is slender and erect, the green leaves are broadly ovoid, the tips, and both sides are serrated.
Although they are flowers, they are as high as ordinary trees.
This is a sunflower!
However, at this time, its rhizomes are bent, and the flowers are drooping, completely listless, with signs of wilting.
Under the flowers, surrounded by more than thirty people, their faces were full of sadness, and their eyes were full of anxiety.
An old man with the goat Hu Xu stood up and said with red eyes: "Lord Sacrifice, is there any way to heal you and bring you back to life?"
"Yes, Lord Sacrifice, we are willing to dedicate everything we have."
"Lord Sacrifice, all of our lives are given by you, no matter what the method is, we are willing to give it a try."
"Lord Sacrifice, please don't leave us."
These people are the same as Die'er, with transparent butterfly wings exposed behind them, surrounding the sacrifice spirit, taking care of the surrounding environment for it.
They were originally colorful butterflies, only because of the blessings of the sacrificial spirits, they were able to transform and cultivate to this level.
For countless years, flowers and butterflies have been together, carefree, but there is a day of life and death.
The rhizome of the sacrifice shook, and a voice came out, "I was born in chaos, and I need the spiritual things bred by chaos to nourish, and I am contaminated with the unknown before the eternal age, and I have no power to return to heaven. Don't be sad, this has already been done. Fixed number."
"Chaos spirit?"
The people of the Caidie clan are all desperate, it is impossible to find such a god.
Someone blamed themselves: "It's all useless for us. If it is not to protect us, Master Spirit will not run out of energy so quickly."
The state of the sacrifice is not good, and now taking everyone to flee for their lives, it hurts the origin, and the death period accelerates.
Some people were unwilling to say, "Master Spirit, is there any other way?"
"Hahaha, yes!"
But at this moment, a discordant voice sounded abruptly, full of coldness, "Just find another sacrifice spirit, swallow it, and you can live for thousands of years!"
The people of the Caidie clan were all startled, they looked towards the sky solemnly, their expressions changed.
"Damn it, it's the people who hold Sword Cliff, how did they find this place."
"I remember them, grandpa was killed by them, and I want to avenge grandpa!"
"What's that in his hand? It seems to be the same as a spirit sacrifice."
"It's you, old man ginseng."
The drooping flower of Shenkui lifted up and looked at the phantom ginseng, his voice was full of anger, "Did you lead the sword cliff to find us?"
The old man said frankly: "Yes."
"why?"
"Does this still need to be asked? Of course it is to continue my life!"
The old man Shen’s words were full of reasonableness, and he continued: "Before the eternal years, under the ancient disaster, almost all the sacrifice spirits in the chaos were cleaned up. Not only that, some of the ancient people used great magical powers to display unknown. , To suppress the growth of the entire chaos and prevent the birth of the sacrifice spirit. Although we escaped a catastrophe at the beginning, under this unknown, we will die sooner or later!"
"My life span is only ten thousand years left. Naturally, I have to plan ahead. Swallow you first!"
"Anyway, you are going to die, everyone is a sacrifice to the spirit, why don't you make me perfect!"
Shen Kui said sadly: "Unexpectedly, waiting for me to sacrifice to the spirits, I would have a day of cannibalism."
Back then, during the rise of the nine supreme princes, they were basically taken care of by the sacrificial spirits. Therefore, the ancient tribe was so afraid of sacrificial spirits. In order to prevent the sacrificial spirits from cultivating the strong, they simply erased the sacrificial spirits as much as possible.
In fact, compared to the eternal years before, the entire chaotic growth space has been suppressed a lot, so that, in such a long time, there has not been a great Daoist born, and there are no signs.
"This time, they can't escape!"
The sword servant who held the sword cliff looked cold, and said without emotion: "Don't talk nonsense, quickly kill everything here!"
As soon as the voice fell, he raised his hand and pointed, and there was a sword light that was ten thousand feet long, splitting the void, and wanted to annihilate everything there!
"Fight with them!"
The people of the Caidie clan blushed, and the whole body spurted out, and the mana rose to the sky!
"Little Butterfly, I can't help it."
The three sword servants sneered, and at the same time raised the long swords in their hands, the sword light was gorgeous, as bright as the stars, and the sword spirit was endless.
"Cut the air to pieces!"
boom!
The sword aura is like a dragon and a tiger, and its momentum is like a whirlwind passing through the border, penetrating everything and sweeping across the wild.
It directly split the mana of the people of the Caidie clan, raging around them, and immediately left them with sword wounds, their bodies flew back upside down, and the blood reflected in the sky.
Although this group of colorful butterflies has a lot of powers of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, they are all cultivated with the help of sunflowers. They are not powerful magical powers. They are only average in enlightenment, and they have no combat experience. They rely purely on mana. Going to the top is not a one-in-one commander of the sword cliff.
This is also the reason why the combined efforts of the five sword servants can actually obliterate the power of the Caidie family's heavenly realm.
"presumptuous!"
Divine power surged on Shenkui's body, and a vine suddenly emerged from the soil, turning into a whip shadow, motivating the power of the law, and lashing towards the sword attendant on the sword cliff!
This whip controlled the power of the heavens and made the world freeze.
"Shenkui, do you still have the strength to make a move?"
The old man ginseng smiled coldly, its phantom swelled instantly, and the roots of the ginseng at the bottom also turned into a long whip.
Not only that, its roots spread, like countless tentacles, shooting towards the sunflower!
The brilliance of the Shenkui's body flickered, and its disc-like flowers burst out of brilliance, shooting out a large piece of golden brilliance, and shrouded in the old man's ginseng, the two were in a stalemate.
The old man joined the people at Zhangjianya and said: "It is already at the end of the rush, go straight to cut its rhizome!"
"Don't think about it!"
"As long as we are still alive, you don't want to hurt our sacrifice spirit!"
The Caidie clan screamed loudly and tried their best to display the defensive shield.
"Noisy! Then you go to die!"
The three sword attendants who held the sword cliff smiled coldly, their long swords cut off the sky, just like a sharp blade slashed on the balloon, making a burst of sound, directly blasting the colorful butterfly clan into the air, their expressions wilting, and vitality lost.
"ended!"
The Third Sword Servant raised his hand and swung a sword again, the scarlet is the sword light drawn straight on the rhizome of Shenkui, leaving a deep sword mark!
The leaves of the sunflower trembled violently, and a stream of transparent liquid flowed down from the wound. This was the blood of the spirit sacrifice!
"No, sacrifice to the spirit!"
"Protect the sacrificial spirit!"
"The Great Way is proof, and I would like to use my soul to feed back and sacrifice to the spirit!"
The eyes of the Caidie clan were about to split, and the mana around her body surged towards the sacrifice spirit without reservation.
Their breath is declining rapidly, and in just a moment, some people can't even transform themselves, and now a colorful butterfly has formed.
The green leaves of Shenkui shook, and there was a sigh.
"A senseless resistance, ridiculously weak."
The third sword servant shook his head contemptuously, the long sword was raised high, across the sky, the sword light was like a long rainbow, drawing a long arc, and slashed away at the rhizome of the sunflower!