Huang Yu led his people to the sand. The sight in front of him made him a little frightened. The shriveled corpses lay scattered everywhere, the bones were wrapped in skins, and the ferocious faces made people feel numb.
It was as if something had sucked the essence and blood out of their bodies, but there were no monsters around the sand, not even signs of large-scale monster activity.
It's puzzling to kill so many people in such a cruel way without leaving any trace.
The strange thing is that there are several butterflies staying on several corpses. A pair of light wings are composed of nine colors, with bright colors and clear stripes.
Perhaps its color was too bright, covering up the pair of tiny blood pupils, or maybe everyone in Sanwang Palace was focused on the mummies and temporarily ignored their existence.
"Master Yu, I think we should go back. This place is too weird." A Sanwang Palace disciple behind Huang Yu turned pale with fright and was the first to express his idea of retreat.
"It's just a few mummies, there's nothing to be afraid of." Huang Yu pretended to smile calmly to ease the dead atmosphere.
If the disciples of Sanwang Palace had plans to retreat, then it would be absolutely impossible for him to find Xiao Yuying on his own. Only under their protection could he continue to search forward.
In order to increase the confidence of others, he deliberately pretended to be unafraid, but in fact he was very panicked, worried that he would encounter a powerful monster.
Huang Yu said to the disciples of Sanwang Palace behind him: "Call all the disciples of Sanwang Palace here immediately. As long as we stay together, even if we encounter the big demon, it can't do anything to us."
Several disciples nodded and left one after another.
"Go, go over and see if there are any survivors." Huang Yu didn't dare to step forward, so he had to order others behind him to go over and check. If there was any accident, he could escape unscathed.
After hearing this, the disciples of Sanwang Palace were also a little timid. Instead of daring to take a step forward, they all stepped back a few steps, leaving only Huang Yu standing in front.
He turned to look at the crowd, pointed at them, and scolded them sternly: "What are you afraid of?! If you don't go, do you want me to go in person?"
Seeing that they were indifferent, he made a move to go and check it out in person, but was stopped by two disciples from Sanwang Hall.
Huang Yu has a distinguished status. If something goes wrong here, they will not be able to explain it to the great elder.
"I'm not telling you that you are so greedy for life and afraid of death that you will wet your pants when you encounter a big demon." Huang Yu's sarcasm made a few brave people walk over.
With a click, one of the mummy's eyeballs rolled out. A Sanwang Palace disciple heard the sound and looked carefully at the mummy lying on the ground.
A pair of black tentacles suddenly emerged from the empty and dark eye frames, and the blood pupils were exposed shortly after. The man squatted down to watch curiously.
Click!
The mummy's eye sockets were opened by a pair of wings, and it flew towards the disciple of Sanwang Palace. The nine-color wings, as sharp as blades, scratched his neck.
A trace of blood spurted out, and the man couldn't even shout out a word in time. His pupils were so wide that he lost his life, and the blood in his body gushed out like spring water.
This scene frightened Huang Yu who was standing not far away: "What's going on?!"
Before he finished speaking, he heard several screams. The Sanwang Palace disciples who were among the mummies fell one after another, and the butterflies inside the mummies flew out one after another.
Soon, the sky above the mummy was occupied by nine-color butterflies. They waved their colorful wings. Every time they waved, a little light disappeared into the void.
Huang Yu looked at the nine-color butterfly in the sky, his mouth trembled and said: "This... this... what kind of monster is this?!"
"Master Yu, stop looking and leave quickly!" The Sanwang Palace disciple behind him pulled him hard.
When Huang Yu came back to his senses, he found that the butterfly spread its wings and rushed towards him with a stream of light. The suffocation of death made it difficult for him to breathe.
The shadows of nine-colored butterflies were all in front of him. He knew that he could not escape, so he did not make any unnecessary struggles and simply stood there waiting to die.
At the critical moment, a ray of sword energy passed along the tip of Huang Yu's nose, and dozens of butterflies were chopped down. After landing, the butterflies struggled a few times, and their radiant wings gradually dimmed.
A gust of cold wind blew across Huang Yu's cheek. Standing in front of him was a red-haired man holding a sword in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. This man was Xuan Yi of the Sword Mansion.
"He's saved." Huang Yu, whose face was bloodless, took a deep breath and immediately collapsed on the ground.
"Nine-colored flowing light butterfly... Could it be said..." Xuan Yi looked at the nine-colored flowing light butterfly in front of him, his eyes were deep, but it was only for a moment.
After a few strikes with his sword, hundreds of nine-color flowing light butterflies in the seventh and eighth realms of airflow were all destroyed.
Xuan Yi put the long sword in his hand into the scabbard and chased the wind. Wu Daoda and other disciples of the Sword Mansion also rushed over.
Huang Yu's expression was extremely ugly at this moment. The Sanwang Palace disciples he brought actually abandoned him and ran away when his life was in danger. If Xuan Yi hadn't come to rescue him, his life would have been lost.
Seeing everyone from the Dao Mansion approaching, and the Sanwang Palace disciples behind him already missing, he wanted to leave, but was worried about encountering monsters, so he had to sit on the ground with his head bowed.
Zhufeng stared at the nine-color flowing light butterfly on the ground without saying a word for a long time.
"Don't look, this is the Nine-Colored Light Butterfly." Xuan Yi said with a smile.
Wu Daoda looked shocked and said: "The Nine-Colored Light Butterfly evolved from the Seven-Colored Spiritual Cloud Butterfly. Could it be said that the great demon has evolved?!"
Xuan Yi pointed to the mummies on the ground and said in detail: "The big demon put larvae into these people's bodies, and the larvae directly emerged from their cocoons and turned into butterflies by sucking their blood."
"What is certain is that the current Great Demon has not only evolved, but may even have improved its realm."
The expressions of the Dao Mansion disciples were dull, and they obviously didn't care about this. They always believed that Xuan Yi could kill the big demon, regardless of whether it evolved or not.
But Wu Daoda on the side had a solemn expression. He came to the Zhuliu Mountains just to urge Xuan Yi to take action. After learning that the big demon evolved, he didn't want to lose his life here.
Xuan Yi said seriously: "Wu Daoda, you and them wait here while Zhufeng and I go to find out."
"As for him, you have to protect him."
Wu Daozheng was worried that he couldn't find a reason. After hearing Xuan Yi's words, he hurriedly replied: "Don't worry about this. After all, Huang Yu is an important figure in Sanwang Palace. Even if I risk my life, I will keep him intact." Hand it over to the disciples of Sanwang Palace intact."
Huang Yu was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but couldn't say anything.
After the two of them were far away from everyone in the Dao Mansion, Zhufeng looked at Xuan Yi who was drinking heavily and asked with a smile: "You were so lazy a few days ago that you didn't want to move. Today you learned about the evolution of the big demon, why are you in a hurry to set off? ?”
"It's impossible not to take action. You have also seen that those people whose essence and blood were sucked out by the nine-color streamer butterfly larvae, if I had taken action earlier, they would not have ended up like this."
"To be honest, I regret my original decision now." Xuan Yi looked angry, because he wanted to solve the doubts in his heart, causing hundreds of people to die tragically.
The culprit who killed these people was actually not the big demon, but someone even more hateful than the big demon!
For some benefit, he put the big demon into the Zhuliu Mountains, and then found someone to kill the big demon, in order to achieve his ulterior motives.
Although the big demon is hateful, it is just a pawn in someone's hands.
Although Xuan Yi had already guessed who that person was at this moment, he wanted to ask the big demon for his name himself.
boom!
The more Xuan Yi thought about it, the angrier he became. He exerted force with his palm, and the wine bottle was crushed, and the cool wine spilled on his hand, which made him gradually wake up.
When Zhufeng saw Xuan Yi who was acting uncharacteristically, he immediately asked, "What's wrong?"
Xuan Yi threw away the broken wine bottle in his hand, smiled, and said: "I thought of something that made me feel very angry, something that I can't forgive, and something that made me feel cold."
"What's the matter? If you want to know anything, just tell me and I'll tell you a fortune." Zhufeng was very angry when he saw him, so he took out a jade tablet and wanted to divine a fortune for him.
Xuan Yi immediately grabbed his wrist holding the jade plaque and said with a serious smile: "No need. I already know the truth of the matter. No matter how you calculate, you can't change the facts."
"At least, I will feel better until I confirm the truth."
Knife camp
Not long after Xuan Yi and Zhu Feng left, Xian Qingyun passed by with the disciples of Jiange Pavilion and took a look at the disciples in Daofu Mansion, but did not find Xuan Yi.
Xian Qingyun pretended to ask casually and said, "Wu Daoda, where did Xuan Yi go? If you Daofu people don't go to encircle and suppress the big demon, what are you waiting for here?"
"I advise you to kill the big demon by yourself." Wu Daoda pointed at the nine-color flowing light butterfly on the ground and said carefully: "The big demon is no longer the seven-color spiritual sky butterfly before. You take so many people there, just I’m afraid we’ll suffer heavy losses.”
"Last time you led people to exterminate the big demon, the losses must have been considerable, right? This time you led so many people to die. I'm afraid that even if you survive, the people under your command will be in trouble."
"Listen to my advice, you'd better go by yourself, so that more people from your Jiange can come back, right?"
Xian Qingyun knew as soon as he heard that he had bad intentions, and couldn't help but curse in his heart, you Wu Daoda, you just wanted to shake my newly stabilized military morale.
"So what about the Nine-Colored Flowing Light Butterfly? I, the whole Sword Pavilion, will be able to successfully kill the big demon if we work together, unlike the people in your Sword Mansion who are so hesitant about looking forward and backward."
“How can we achieve great things if our minds are not united?”
"Let's go, let's go." In order to prevent Wu Daoda from continuing to speak, he did not stop and left after saying that, not giving Wu Daoda any chance to shake the determination of the Jiange disciples.
Wu Daoda shouted to them: "Okay! Xian Qingyun, I will wait here. When the time comes, I will see how many people in your Jiange can come out of the Zhuliu Mountains alive."
As soon as Xian Qingyun left, the people from Sanwang Palace also rushed here.
Huang Yu suppressed the anger in his heart, walked up to the disciples of Sanwang Palace, and said, "Let's go and join in the fun."
