It's just that the Flame Lost Heart Butterfly has long been extinct in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and only a part of the spirit of the Flame Lost Heart Butterfly is sealed in the painting scroll, and it can only release the "Fire Lost Heart Butterfly" clone.

Although these clones are the same as the real "Flame Lost Heart Butterfly", their power is very different!

Otherwise, these green ghost mist should not only be temporarily dispelled, but should be devoured by the two purities.

Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't worry much about these entangled green ghost fogs, whether it was his "Heavenly Four-Phase Sword Formation" or a lightning snail, he could easily break them.

What made Yuwen Zhouyuan a little uneasy was the ghost mist master who had been hiding on the side and had not made a move, as for the gray-clothed corpse, he could also see clearly what kind of spiritual sense there really was, and it was clearly a puppet that was manipulated.

It's just that this gray-clothed corpse is a little strange, and it has been bombarded by Qiao's magic weapon so many times, and it is still safe and sound, it seems that there must be something else in it.

Yuwen Juyuan was thinking about it, and there was a sound of intermittent ghost cries all around.

These creepy voices, neither male nor female, are sharp and piercing, making people feel uncertain when they listen to it.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's heart froze, and suddenly his consciousness was fully opened, and he released the soul sound heavenly sword, and as soon as the soul sound heavenly sword came out, the sound of heaven suddenly sounded, and the sound was suppressed.

At the same time, Yuwen Zhouyuan's magic trick was beaten, and with a flick of his fingers, he released the Heavenly Four-Phase Sword Array, and the four Yuanshen magic weapon flying swords slowly rotated around Yuwen Zhouyuan.

"What kind of demon is pretending to be a ghost here, and he hasn't shown up yet?" Qiao Xinxin also seemed to sense that the corpse was manipulated by a human, so he suddenly shouted angrily.

The sound was not loud, but it shook the entire underground hall buzzing, and the sound of the ghost cry seemed to be unable to fight the sound of the soul sound of the heavenly sound, and at this time, it also stopped in Qiao Xinxin's loud voice.

Not only that, but when the magic weapon in Qiao Xinxin's hand fell down to the gray-clothed corpse again, the corpse was scattered under the blow, and it was no longer human.

Joe was both surprised and delighted. At the same time, the relaxed-colored ghost mist that had been tightly trapped by Yuwen Zhouyuan and the others "swished" and quickly retracted into the surrounding walls.

Yuwen Zhouyuan was surprised! At this moment, Yuqiu Ge behind Yuwen Zhouyuan turned around and took this opportunity to rush towards the steps of the underground cave behind him, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the steps and stepped up.

Seeing this scene, Yuwen Zhouyuan's face was expressionless, but Qiao Xinxin's face changed greatly, and his heart was extremely angry. This woman actually ran away?

You must know that although Yu Qiu Ge's mana is low, the jade gossip in his hand obviously has a restraining effect on those green ghost mist, and he can't let her run away like this, thinking of this, Qiao Xinxin took a mouth without thinking, and wanted to drink this woman.

But at this time, the mutation started again! Yu Qiuge, who ran up the steps, only took two steps, and a sudden green light flashed on the stone wall on one side, and a terrifying ghost claw burst out without warning, this claw was ten fingers pointed, and the whole body was jet black, and it was inserted into the female cultivator's chest at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

Yu Qiu Ge screamed miserably, desperately urging the light of the orb in his hand, trying to break free, but this ghost hand seemed to be not afraid at all, but instead the pitch-black ghost qi emerged from the ghost claws, wrapping Yu Qiu Ge in it at once.

The woman's screams stopped abruptly, and then a skin-covered corpse was thrown out of the black qi and thrown right in front of Yuwen Zhouyuan.

Yuwen Juyuan looked down at the dried corpse with no flesh and blood, and his face turned slightly blue.

And Qiao Xinxin was already bloodless, just holding on to the magic weapon of the mountain peak, and kept looking left and right.

"Hehe, this seat needs a proper body, which of you two is going to sacrifice it?" A cold sneer came from all around the hall, and the voice was full of disdain.

Hearing this, the cold light in Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes was slightly revealed, and he suddenly unfolded the painting scroll in his hand again, and the many "Fire Lost Heart Butterflies" flying outside his body flew back into the painting scroll like milk swallows returning to their nests, and then Yuwen Zhouyuan's hands with a gloomy face pinched the law.

With a "flutter", a giant "Flame Lost Heart Butterfly" flew out of the painting scroll, and the flames around it were extremely dazzling, and after circling around the head of Yuwen Zhouyuan, its wings spread out and flew towards a diamond-shaped stone platform in the hall.

There was a loud "boom", and when he saw that the Giant Flame Fan Heart Butterfly was about to hit the pillar, a black light flashed, and then a black gas turned into an ink Jiao flew out of the pillar and hit the Fire Fan Heart Butterfly together.

The Flame Lost Heart Butterfly spat out a scorching white essence fire, and the Ink Jiao spewed out inky black cold air, and a battle between the Flame Lost Heart Butterfly and the Ink Jiao began in the hall.

"Tut-tut, I didn't expect that there are still people who can even use the long-lost exorcism technique in Sin Canyon, it seems that this seat really underestimates you. As soon as the words fell, a strange figure slowly came out of the diamond-shaped stone platform.

Yuwen Zhouyuan and Qiao Xinxin looked at it intently! This is a crimson figure, covered in red and crystalline, unable to see the true face at all, with a few black mist-like bands as thick as arms wrapped around his body, and his eyes are glowing with dazzling blue light.

After this strange shadow swept towards Yuwen Zhouyuan and the others, Yuwen Zhouyuan and Qiao Xinxin both felt a chill rising behind them, as if the other party had seen through everything they were thinking in their hearts, and they couldn't help but glance at each other, and they both saw the horror in each other's eyes.

The other party just relied on his gaze to put so much pressure on the two of them, which can show that the other party's cultivation can far surpass the two of them, could it be that this person is actually a monk in the late stage of the true master?

But looking at the strange shadows, it doesn't seem to look like a living person, but more like a ghost.

But if it's a ghost, how can he speak so clearly, without the slightest appearance of losing his mind.

"Your Excellency is a human or a ghost?" Qiao Xinxin forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and asked a little unnaturally.

"Is it a human, is it a ghost? you say that I am a human and a ghost!" the strange shadow smiled darkly, and his words were full of teasing.

Hearing this, Qiao Xinxin's face was extremely ugly, and Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't say a word, and without the slightest warning, he quickly unfolded the scroll in his hand.

I saw countless "Flame Lost Heart Butterflies" surging out, heading straight for the strange shadows and swarming away. At the same time, the Giant Flame Fan Heart Butterfly, who was fighting with Mo Jiao, also screamed, gave up the fight with the opponent, turned into a scorching white flame, and shot fiercely at the strange shadow.

Seeing this, the strange shadow snorted coldly in his nose, and a disdainful voice came: "Flame Lost Heart Butterfly? If it is really the true embodiment of the Flame Lost Heart Butterfly, maybe the deity will still be afraid of three points." But now it's just a remnant, and you dare to learn from others to devour ghosts and eliminate demons?"

As soon as he said this, the hands of the crimson monster figure were raised, and the ghost qi on his body instantly condensed into his hands, and then two sounds of "poof" and "poof" came.

The ghost qi on his hands suddenly burst out, turned into two one-horned ink pythons, and flew into the flock of flame-obsessed butterflies and devoured them wantonly. Every time the two blood basins pounced, several Flame Lost Heart Butterflies must have been sucked into their mouths, and the white fire spit out by the Flame Lost Heart Butterflies could not hurt the two demon pythons in the slightest.

At this time, the blazing white flame mass formed by the giant "Flame Lost Heart Butterfly" had also arrived, but it ignored the two ink pythons, and instead shot straight towards the red shadow body.

Seeing this, the red monster shadow flashed blue light in his eyes, and it became a little bluer. Although the figure did not move, there was a faint hint of solemnity.

Obviously, in the face of the remnant soul of the "Flame Lost Heart Butterfly", this shadow is not as easy as it says.

With a "bang", the red monster's hands shook, and the two one-horned ink pythons broke away from their hands and moved on their own.

Then the red monster shadow hand grasped the fist and touched it hard, and the blue ghost fire burned violently above the two fists, and then the figure flashed, facing the blazing white fire, and the red monster shadow smashed a heavy punch.

As a result, in the surprised eyes of Yuwen Zhouyuan and Qiao Xinxin, the blazing white fire was splashed everywhere in response, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

And on one of the fists of the red monster, there was suddenly an extra milky white earth crystal bead, the red monster shadow smirked, swallowed the crystal bead into his stomach without hesitation, and then looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan again with a cold gaze.

At this time, the painting scroll in Yuwen Jooyuan's hand spontaneously ignited for no reason, and he hurriedly threw it away, turning into ashes in an instant.

And those fire butterflyes that were still entangled with the two ink pythons disappeared one by one when the painting shaft turned to ashes.

Yuwen Juyuan took a deep breath, although he knew that these clones of the "Fire Lost Heart Butterfly" were definitely not the opponents of the red monster shadow, they were just using them to test the depth of the other party!

But he didn't expect that the red monster would abolish this treasure that was specially designed to restrain the yin ghost with a raise of his hand, and he didn't even know the other party's bottom at all.

The only thing that is certain is that the other party is by no means a pure ghost!

Yuwen Zhouyuan stared at the red strange shadow silently, and secretly estimated in his heart what the chances of winning would be after he and the other party made a move.

"Yes, it's just you!I'm interested in your body now, the other two can get out!" the red monster stared at Yuwen Juyuan and said slowly.

It seems that Yuwen Zhouyuan's attack just now has angered him, but Qiao Xinxin heard this, but his thoughts suddenly became distracted, and his expression became uncertain.

Although he hasn't fought in person yet, the other party is really unfathomable, even if he joins forces with Yuwen Zhouyuan, he doesn't have much chance of winning in Qiao Xinxin's estimation.

Now listening to the strange shadow say the words to let him go, this made Qiao Xinxin's heart shake for a while.

"Brother Qiao, you go first, I'm going to have a good fight with this monster today!" Yuwen Zhouyuan seemed to see Qiao Xinxin's hesitation, so he said generously.

After Qiao Xinxin's face was red and white several times, he finally hugged his fist at Yuwen Zhouyuan, and said ashamedly: "Brother Yuwen, I don't want to die here yet, I can't help it this time." ”

After saying this, he hurried towards the stone steps without saying a word, and no longer glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan!

The red shadow's red eyes showed some smugness, and when Qiao Xinxin rushed past the scattered pile of debris of gray-clothed corpses, he was shocked again.

The skeletons scattered nearby suddenly launched an attack on him, shooting like a crossbow arrow, Qiao Xinxin was extremely angry, and the silver light on his body flashed, and his body was covered in it.

But before he could question the red monster and release the magic weapon, those corpses and bones shot into his body as if nothing were through the protective silver rays, and in an instant, Qiao Xinxin's body emitted a burst of light, and without saying a word, he fell heavily to the ground.