Several people looked over and Meng Ke opened his mouth to explain: "It's not me this time..."
Of course they knew it wasn't Meng Ke, because a dark figure stood beside him, imitating Meng Ke's example, lifting his feet and looking at the branch broken into two pieces under his feet.
"Meng Ke, get out of the way!" Fu Zhu shouted in a deep voice. A white light flashed in front of Meng Ke's eyes, and he saw a sword light coming toward his face. He quickly dodged to the right.
The sword energy was clean and sharp, severing the connection between him and the black shadow.
He patted his chest with lingering fear, it was so dangerous! Senior Sister Fu Zhu drew her sword too fast! If his body hadn't been faster than his brain, he might have been split in half.
Tian Qiqi on the side had envy in his eyes, "What kind of swordsmanship is this? It's so powerful!"
Although Yan Hua said nothing, he nodded in agreement and agreed.
Lin Zhi smiled and said softly, "This is the lead sword technique you have learned these days."
The sword that washes away the lead and returns to the true state.
Yan Hua thought about the sword strike just now, and it seemed familiar. When Zhu Qingyi demonstrated the sword strike, he received a lot of compliments!
She was also surprised at the time, how could someone learn the sword so quickly? It was obvious that after Senior Sister Fu Zhu struck a sword, Yan Hua finally understood what it means to wash away the lead with a sword.
Zhu Qingyi is not interested in Qianhua swordsmanship.
Yan Hua's heart was vaguely touched, and the hazy veins became clear. She seemed to understand the meaning of Qian Hua's sword technique.
She was still a little regretful that she was not able to join Senior Brother Zhou's team, nor was she able to team up with Chen Hongjin, who was also fast at practicing swords, but now she felt that she had made a lot of money.
The black shadow that was cut off by the talisman bead was originally only half of its body, which was stuck to Meng Ke. Now after being separated from Meng Ke, the dark mass, after a few pulls, actually grew all its arms and legs.
It looked at its newly grown hands and feet, looking a little confused.
"What kind of monster is this? Could it be a shadow demon?"
Lin Zhi Qingxu surrounded the human-shaped black shadow and both looked at their junior sister Fu Zhu.
It had been injured by the Fu Zhu Sword Qi, but it showed no fear at all. Instead, it looked a little, happy?
He looks like a mindless monster.
Fu Zhu thought as if he was closing the coffin.
She raised her sword, and a stream of light flashed across the sword, and the rock osmanthus bloomed, but the black shadow trembled, like a frightened bird, and swooped into the darkness.
In the boundless darkness, looking for a shadow monster is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Qing Xu advised: "Why don't you let it go first?"
That was all that could be done, Fu Zhu nodded, put away his sword, and went to see Meng Ke.
The spiritual energy circulated around him, but nothing unusual was found.
"Little junior sister, where did you get this sword? It's so beautiful!" Lin Zhi's eyes couldn't help but linger on the sword.
Fu Zhu didn't want to tell anyone about the fairy sword and cause trouble, so he just said: "A friend lent me it temporarily."
Lin Zhi said "Ah", feeling a little regretful.
Fu Zhu thought about it carefully, the black shadow seemed to be afraid of the Dulu Sword?
Yes, monsters are still monsters no matter what, and it is normal to be afraid of the spirit of fairy spirits.
After walking forward for a while, the team finally killed a cicada demon. The cicada demon struggled twice and turned into fly ash. A piece of autumn cicada feathers with a light golden stream fell from the air.
After the monsters in the Mengyuan Secret Realm are killed, there is no body.
"Put the cicada feathers away, and when you encounter a crack, inject spiritual power into the cicada feathers, and it will automatically repair the cracks." Qing Xu instructed.
Tian Qiqi, who was closest to Qiu Cicada Yu, subconsciously caught the fallen cicada feather.
If it weren't for the flashing light above, I would have thought it was a leaf.
"I've been in the secret realm for so long, and I just met a little cicada demon. It seems a bit awkward. I thought I would finally have a chance to win the championship." Qing Xu's tone couldn't help but feel a little depressed.
"Senior Brother Qingxu, don't be discouraged. You may not be at the bottom."
Very good, the junior sister is quite optimistic.
Qing Xu also regained his energy, but soon he found that Fu Zhu was no longer comforting him.
There was more than one sound of flapping wings in the air.
However, the sound of this wing flapping is a bit soft, not like a bird monster, but more like...
"It's Netherworld Butterfly." Fu Zhu said, frowning slightly.
Netherworld butterflies are born from corpse bones. The presence of Netherworld butterflies here means that someone died here.
I had never heard of anyone dying before in Lieqiu.
Fu Zhu was worried that someone was in danger this time in the secret realm.
Scattered green light emerged from the dark night, and a thrilling scene appeared in the night.
It was an extremely wide underworld butterfly, with its wings spread out, its lower body as crystal as jade, and its entire body exuding green light.
"What a nice view!"
Tian Qiqi exclaimed in admiration, and couldn't help but take two steps forward, wanting to raise her hand to touch this beautiful butterfly. The talisman suddenly pulled her back, and she came back to her senses.
Tian Qiqi scratched his head and said guiltily: "Senior sister... I'm sorry, my mind seemed a little confused just now. I didn't think about anything, so I went up..."
Fu Zhu cast a Pure Heart Mantra on her body, "The Netherworld Butterfly has the ability to confuse people's minds. When you feel something is wrong, just recite the Pure Heart Mantra."
Fu Zhu also gave Yan Hua and Meng Ke a few instructions.
"There are two more Netherworld butterflies!" Yan Hua discovered that two smaller Netherworld butterflies were hidden under the wide wings of the butterfly feathers.
"Three of them!" Meng Ke felt a chill in his back. He turned around and saw a palm-sized Nether Butterfly that almost landed on his back. He was frightened and jumped up, and hurriedly ran behind Senior Brother Qingxu.
Whatever happened to these things, they were all chasing him.
Just now they were talking about being at the bottom, and four Nether Butterflies came to their door. It seemed that they still had a chance to compete for the first place.
Fu Zhu, Qing Xu and Lin Zhi looked at each other and smiled, obviously thinking about it together.
As for the palm-sized Nether Butterfly, it didn't cause much damage. Fu Zhu said, "The three of you work together to deal with the smallest Nether Butterfly, using the lead sword technique."
After saying that, Fu Zhu drew his sword, rose from the ground, and faced one of the big Nether Butterflies under their wings.
Lin Zhi dealt with the other one.
The largest Nether Butterfly was naturally handed over to Qingxu, who had the highest level of cultivation here.
Fu Zhu used his own sword this time, Shuang Xueming.
Fine snow fell from the sky, trapping all dust particles in the air.
After all, when the butterfly flaps its wings, the butterfly ash falls off and falls on the junior brothers and sisters, which is not good.
What's more, the Nether Butterfly was still in the middle of a battle, so the butterfly ash was shaken off even more.
"Junior sister's Water Frost Technique is getting better and better. Under the fine snow, the flight speed of this Netherworld Butterfly has slowed down."
Fu Zhu continued, "This is natural!"
She jumped up on the snow and struck the sword in the air, hitting her head and face. The Netherworld Butterfly seemed to sense the danger and couldn't avoid it, so she had to turn over and catch it with its belly.
Nether butterflies are different from ordinary butterflies. The abdomen of the butterfly is soft, but their abdomen is made of sapphire and gold, which is the hardest part of the body.
With a "ding dong" sound, the swords and jade collided, making people deafened.
This Nether Butterfly looked to be no more than two hundred years old and was still in its infancy. It was as tough as Shuang Xueming, and a long and narrow hole was still opened in its abdomen.
It seemed extremely angry, flapping its wings crazily, setting off gusts of wind, and the horn lamp went out instantly.
The green light suddenly brightened and then went out, obviously trying to hide in the dark night, confuse Fu Zhu and others' sight, and then carry out a decisive blow.
