Zhang Mo only felt dizzy, and the red butterfly suddenly descended from the sky, and as soon as it landed on the ground, the pink light on the red butterfly's body dissipated on its own.

The place where the red butterfly landed was a place similar to the altar in the previous Huaman tribe's stockade, except that this altar was several times larger than the one in the Huaman tribe.

As soon as Zhang Mo landed, he felt several extremely powerful breaths sweeping over his body, but as soon as these breaths swept away Zhang Mo's cultivation, he immediately took his divine sense back.

Red Butterfly naturally felt these divine senses, and frowned slightly at the moment, and a rough voice immediately sounded next to him: "How did the Red Butterfly Great Priest, who has always disliked men, bring a little white face over today, tsk, looking at the little white face is not very good, and the strength is even worse." ”

Zhang Mo followed the sound and looked over, and immediately saw a bald strong man, this strong man had a pair of triangular eyes, a rectangular face, and fierce eyes, but when he glanced at the red butterfly, his eyes occasionally showed a greedy look, obviously with a dirty heart for the red butterfly.

Although Red Butterfly's face was unhappy, she immediately suppressed the anger in her heart when she thought that the whirling turtle on the periphery of the ancient monk's ruins still needed the cooperation of these people.

The bald man saw that the red butterfly was not angry, and Zhang Mo did not pay attention to him, so he could only retreat to the side with no interest at the moment.

At this time, another thin old man coughed lightly and said: "Red Butterfly Sacrifice, you didn't come to the two of us to stand here stupidly, tell me what kind of spirit beast you are going to deal with, you have been unwilling to tell us before, now that you have found an immortal cultivator, it's time to say it." ”

Red Butterfly hesitated for a moment and said, "I invited you here for the other party's spinning turtle." ”

"What!Spiral Turtle!" The thin old man cried out in a lost voice: "That is the most difficult kind of water spirit beast to deal with, not to mention all the spinning turtles, even if it is a mature body of the spinning turtle, it is not something we can provoke." ”

After the thin old man finished speaking, his face was cloudy, obviously weighing the benefits and losses.

The bald man also fell into deep thought after hearing Red Butterfly's words, and Red Butterfly chuckled and explained: "Why should you two worry about it, if the whirling turtle is a mature body, the little sister will not let the two of you come over, besides, the little sister was alone when she first went to that place." ”

"As long as it's not a full-fledged tortoise, it should be able to kill it with the strength of the three of us. The bald man smiled, "But I still want the Red Butterfly Sacrifice to tell me how to divide the contents inside?"

A hint of disgust flashed in Red Butterfly's eyes, but then she chuckled and said, "I said a long time ago, I'll take the contents first, and the rest will be divided equally between the two of you." ”

"Well, that's good, but this kid won't follow suit, right?" The bald man somehow always pulled the topic to Zhang Mo.

The bald man's words made the thin old man and the red butterfly pay all their attention to Zhang Mo's body, which made Zhang Mo a little depressed, and at the same time secretly scolded his mother in his heart.

Zhang Mo has the lowest cultivation among the four, and as a captive of the red butterfly, he has a special identity, this bald strong man doesn't mention it, it's okay, as soon as he mentions it, everyone will naturally notice Zhang Mo, so that Zhang Mo is in a more embarrassing position.

"I wish to listen to the arrangement of the red butterfly sacrifice. Zhang Mo immediately stepped forward and said, and then retreated.

Red Butterfly glanced at Zhang Mo with satisfaction, and a hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the thin old man, surprised by Zhang Mo's ability to adapt to changes.

"There shouldn't be any other doubts about this skeleton sacrifice, right?" asked Red Butterfly, looking at the bald man.

"Since this kid is so good, I don't need to say more. The bald man said a little stupidly, "But if he dares to have other thoughts over there, I will be the first to kill him!"

Hearing the bald man's words, Zhang Mo could only pouted speechlessly, he himself couldn't figure out how he offended the bald strong man sacrifice that was comparable to the existence of the immortal cultivator's golden pill period, but since the other party had such a strong hostility, Zhang Mo also secretly paid attention to the bald strong man in his heart, if the bald strong man made any changes later, Zhang Mo decided to directly reward him with a mid-level Yin Fire Thunder Bead to taste.

"Please come with me, both of you. Red Butterfly pinched a strange seal in her hand, and quickly chanted a spell in her mouth, and a red light immediately appeared on her body, and instantly conjured up a pink butterfly phantom that looked like a substance, this phanthropus was about two people tall, and in the middle of the two pink wings was the red butterfly, at this time she was as beautiful and moving as a fairy in the jungle.

The bald man on the side immediately showed an obsessive look, while the thin old man narrowed his eyes and stared at the two wings of the phantom, a pair of patterns similar to human eyes, and when he looked closely, this human eye was only half open, and it was emitting bursts of pale red ripples, which were almost imperceptible, and the bald strong man was affected by this wave of ripples, intoxicated.

Hmph! The bewildered eyes of the red-tailed butterfly tribe, if all the eyes are opened, can directly confuse people, so that the bewitched people obey her orders. The thin old man's heart was dark, and at the same time, he also pinched another strange seal in his hand, and recited a spell in his mouth with the same urgency.

A red light emanated from the thin old man's body, and in just a moment, an eight-clawed black spider phantom was formed, and the phantom of this spider was even more condensed than the butterfly phantom of the red butterfly, and at the same time, Zhang Mo also saw that the phantom formed by the black spider had a white human face on the back.

The expression of this person's face was weird, Zhang Mo only felt that his mind was about to be absorbed into it, and at that moment, a pale golden light flashed under his eyes, and he used the pearl spirit to determine it, and only then did he recover from that feeling of dizziness.

The thin old man glanced at Zhang Mo, his eyes were full of surprise, his possessed barbarian god is called the ghost face spider, not only has strong combat effectiveness, but also the grimace on the back can hook the soul, those whose strength is lower than him, the first time they saw the grimace on the back of the grimace spider, all of them were hit, and finally suffered a secret loss to get rid of the grimace.

But just now, Zhang Mo only sat for a while, and then returned to normal, which naturally surprised the thin old man.

However, at this time, the red butterfly urged its wings to envelop Zhang Mo at once, and rose to the sky, turning into a red light and slashing towards the sky, and the thin old man also turned into a black light without showing weakness.

Zhang Mo looked back with some curiosity to see if the bald man had followed, but unexpectedly, a white skull appeared behind him, and he was startled at the moment.

After taking a closer look, he found that the bald strong man inside Bai Sensen's skull was looking at him playfully, and Zhang Mo also withdrew his eyes at the moment.

"It doesn't look like this guy is a fuel-efficient lamp either. Zhang Mo muttered in his heart.

As the speed of the red butterfly became faster and faster, Zhang Mo only felt that the scenery in front of him flashed quickly in front of his eyes, and after about a cup of tea, Zhang Mo only felt that the woods below began to become dense, and at the same time, there were also roars of spirit beasts in the forest.

At this time, the red butterfly has slowed down, the spirit beast has a very territorial concept like the beast, if it inadvertently breaks into the territory of the powerful spirit beast, it will inevitably be attacked by the spirit beast.

With the strength of the red butterflies, the sacrifices of the three immortal cultivators who are comparable to the early stage of the Jindan should not be afraid, but in this vast forest, there are countless spirit beasts hidden, who can guarantee that there will not be some powerful spirit beasts running around somewhere, the strength of some spirit beasts is extremely terrifying, and it is definitely not something that the sacrifice of the three early stage strength of the Jindan can provoke.

In fact, with the strength of the Red-tailed Butterfly Tribe, their sacrifices were at least comparable to the strength of the Yuan Infant Stage, only because of the previous battles with the Great Qin State, some high-level sacrifices fell, and then there would be some sacrifices comparable to the early cultivation of Jindan.

After flying a little further, the red butterfly slowed down and finally stopped in mid-air.

"We're almost there, so we'll walk over later, so as not to alarm the tortoise. Red Butterfly whispered.

The bald man and the thin old man naturally had no opinion, and the two immediately followed the red butterfly and landed gently on the ground.

Before Zhang Mo hit the ground, he smelled a choking smell, which was the smell of rotting dead branches and leaves on the ground.

After landing, the surrounding trees were unusually tall, and people were in it as if they were in a labyrinth of trees, and even the bright moonlight was blocked by thick leaves.

Red Butterfly took out a small piece of moonstone, and immediately a soft light lit up, and then Red Butterfly led the way in front, Zhang Mo followed closely behind, and the bald strong man and the thin old man followed at a distance.

Stepping on the cold and soft soil, the four of them approached the location of the ancient monk's ruins that Red Butterfly said step by step.

Along the way, Zhang Mo had the idea of running away several times, but unfortunately when he moved the idea of escaping, either the red butterfly looked back at him, or the bald man sneered on the back.

In the end, the bald man simply followed directly behind Zhang Mo and stared at Zhang Mo tightly.

Red Butterfly suddenly stopped, and Zhang Mo, who was thinking heavily, accidentally hit Red Butterfly's back directly, because the sacrifice of the Hundred Barbarian tribes did not cultivate themselves, and only relied on the power of the barbarian gods, so Zhang Mo hit and directly threw Red Butterfly to the ground.

Before Zhang Mo could react, there was a tingling pain in his foot, and Zhang Mo looked back to see that he was biting a huge skull on his foot.

"Get me down!" roared the bald man, his eyes red.

At the same time, the huge skull biting Zhang Mo immediately dragged Zhang Mo back, directly dragging Zhang Mo off the back of the red butterfly.

However, in this way, some of Zhang Mo's sensitive parts also slid on Red Butterfly's back, which made Red Butterfly, who was lying on the ground, blush.

But fortunately, Red Butterfly has her back to the others, so her embarrassment is not seen by others.