"Thank you then, Fairy. Ren Qiang sighed, he didn't get the answer he wanted, he was very disappointed, where to start with his brother's whereabouts in the huge butterfly killing faction.

Tall and rough, the strong man looked so helpless.

No one spoke anymore, as if they were infected by benevolence and righteousness, and the group passed through countless beautiful scenery, splendid mountains and rivers, strange mountains and strange trees, and came to a thousand zhang flower garden.

The flowers are clustered together, turning into larger flower shapes, colorful, standing in it is in a sea of flowers, romantic, this is a place that every girl has fantasized.

It really reached ten miles of fragrant Bailiyang, the three of them walked among the flowers, and the falling sky was even more charming, and the clear sky couldn't bear to look sideways, and the edges and corners of the side face were exposed.

"This is here?" said Luo Tian wondered, he was not interested in flowers, and so did most men.

But Qingtian, as a girl, smiled even more when she came here, and there were many dancing girls around her.

Take a deep breath, spit it out slowly, enjoy it, and said: "This is the butterfly garden, it is a unique spectacular scenery of the butterfly killing faction, the investigation does not have to be so restrained, come, breathe in more aroma, you will have a different feeling." ”

Hearing Qingtian's relaxed tone, Luotian and Renyi also tried to take a deep breath, and other people's territory still looked at more and talked less.

I saw that the invisible fragrance gradually changed color, looming and colorful, turning into a puff of smoke into the nostrils of the two.

Suddenly, Luotian felt that the aura all over his body was churning, and there was a trace of disharmony in the aura of ice and fire, and his phantom butterfly appeared out of thin air, surrounding him.

At this time, Qingtian said proudly: "Do you know why the butterfly garden is spectacular?"

As soon as the words fell, Luotian accidentally released a trace of ice and fire power, and the surrounding air waves shook, and the ten miles of strange flowers suddenly dispersed, turning into brightly colored butterflies, each petal representing a butterfly.

Competing with each other, flying upwards, tens of thousands of butterflies form a sea of flowers, which can also be said to be a sea of butterflies, closing and dispersing in mid-air, moving in the wind, as if setting off waves one by one, spectacular.

There are countless monks on the ground, their eyes are blurred, it is a yearning for beauty, if the falling sky is still in the original falling sky, it is estimated that they will like it here.

Now that Luotian was only focused on himself, he found that this aroma could stimulate the fusion of spiritual energy and spiritual root, making it easier for monks to manipulate.

Next to him, Renyi inhaled the aroma and didn't react, so he felt very fragrant and smelled, and he was a little puzzled.

Clear Sky replied beside him: "The fragrance will only react to the spiritual roots that favor butterflies, such as the phantom butterfly spiritual root of the fallen child, as well as the spiritual roots of giant butterflies, elephant butterflies, and so on. ”

With such an explanation, Renyi suddenly became enlightened, his eyes stared at the sea of flowers, and he wondered: "Is this a flower or a butterfly?"

"This is the whimsical idea of my predecessor who sent the god of transformation, cultivated after countless experiments, butterflies and flowers, butterflies and flowers, non-butterflies and flowers, the only butterfly killing sect in the entire Phantom Butterfly Continent, maybe they have little effect on cultivation, but they are very rare. Clear Sky said.

There was a little pride in his tone, to the Butterfly Killing Sect and to the ancestors, it was true that the Transformation Divine Realm was the power of half a foot into the immortals, which made people look up to it from afar.

In fact, Luotian disagrees, that is, it has little effect on cultivation, and when he inhales the aroma, he finds that this kind of thing is very useful to him, but it takes a lot of aroma to produce changes.

So, he inhaled in a big gulp, but the effect was not obvious, and the aroma entered the body too slowly, so he used the aura to turn into a big hand of ice and fire, ten zhang in size, and grabbed the aroma in his hand and sent it to himself.

I saw that two giant hands, one red and one blue, were constantly grasping something in mid-air, and a handsome man on the ground seemed to be crazy, with his mouth open, his hair scattered, and his robe fluttering.

The behavior of falling into the sky made Qingtian a little surprised, Renyi was used to it, a black line appeared on his head, and he secretly cursed a pervert in his heart.

With the agitation of the big hand, the air flow became more and more intense, and the sea of flowers actually began to approach the side of the falling sky, and the endless fragrance was absorbed by the falling sky and fell into the bottomless pit.

The surrounding monks also cast strange glances, and their faces darkened, this is an act of destroying the garden, and it must be stopped.

When he saw Luotian standing next to the clear sky, his expression showed a puzzled look, the clear fairy in the butterfly killing faction who didn't know who didn't know, she was beautiful and tall, she was simply the goddess of many male monks.

Why is the goddess with a man, I have never seen Fairy Qing walk with a man before.

What is the situation today, for a while, the onlookers did not dare to act rashly, and even Qing in the foundation building period did not stop it now, and it was useless for them to go.

There is a clear sky protector, no one dares to step forward, Luotian's expression is getting more and more excited, his eyes are shining, and he secretly said in his heart: "It's really the same as I expected!"

A trace of fragrance will only make the aura restless, what kind of situation will be the thousands of strands gathered together, no one knows, the butterfly killing sect has been passed down from generation to generation just to simply explain that the butterfly garden has an effect on the butterfly spirit root, and over time it has been forgotten and used as a scenic spot.

How could it be simple for the Butterfly Killing Sect to be cultivated by the powerful Transformation God Stage cultivators, the secret in it needs to be discovered by oneself, and the person who originally created it wanted to benefit the disciples of the Butterfly Killing Sect.

However, no one can find out the secret, there were also foundation building periods, and monks in the Yudan stage and even monks in the Yuan Infant stage came to check, but that aroma only had an effect on the Qi cultivation period, and after some inspection, they all died without a problem.

Until the arrival of the falling sky, only outsiders dare to treat the Butterfly Garden like this, how dare the disciples of the Butterfly Killing Sect do this, they must be killed.

In short, it was under many coincidences that Luotian excavated the opportunity that the Butterfly Killing Sect had been buried for many years.

A large amount of aroma entered the spine of the falling sky, nourishing his spiritual roots, and thousands of colorful aromas merged into a drop of golden liquid, crystal clear and sparkling.

When the golden liquid appeared, the sea of flowers continued to tremble, rushing towards the falling sky, and the clear sky benevolence with him felt that his spiritual root had a tendency to break out of his body, including the monks who were watching, and this situation also appeared one by one.

Everyone is desperately trying to control their spiritual roots, only Luotian is full of enjoyment, one drop, two drops, three drops, each drop is condensed, his phantom butterfly will hold on and continue to suck, and golden lines begin to appear on the wings behind him, slowly eroding the original lines.

There was a feeling of sublimation, which made Luotian linger, and at this time, the little devil smacked his lips and said: "Your kid's luck is really good, even this formation that promotes mutation can be encountered, which is rare." ”

"Isn't it to improve the quality of the spirit root?" Luo Tian wondered.

"Heh, you think it's too easy to improve the spiritual root, so to tell you, you have to upgrade the gold, and the spiritual root mutation can be produced many times, I remember that the more powerful one back then was to reach the strongest peak through mutation all the way. The little devil said.

In Luotian's opinion, it is too easy to get the iron plate, that is, the promotion gold, and it is naturally a little natural.

I didn't expect that the mutation could also become stronger, and I suddenly wondered: "Who is that person?"

Xiao Mo suddenly showed a strange expression, and said: "This person is the second generation of the head of the Butterfly Killing Sect, Dragon Butterfly Monarch, he has always been a low-level spiritual root, but he is stronger than the high-grade spiritual root monks of the same level, I don't know how this person cultivates, he actually forcibly combined the dragon and the butterfly, the dragon represents strength, the butterfly represents dexterity, the two are one, tsk, tsk, ancient genius." ”

"It's really powerful, if only it were like the Dragon Butterfly King. Luotian muttered.

"Hehe, hey, you're only stronger than him, stomp him on the ground and rub him. The little devil raised his head, his face was arrogant, and he said confidently.

While the two were talking, the fragrance in the huge garden actually became weak, and it continued to fade, until finally the whole garden would be devoid of the fragrance of flowers.

In the sky, butterflies seem to appear conscious, for the huge threat of falling into the sky, they began to choose to resist, have landed, and turned into a petal flower again, a large number of butterflies have become flowers one after another, the color is not gorgeous, showing the appearance of decay.

The bare butterfly garden was once again covered with a carpet made of flowers, but this seemed to be unable to stop the decrease in the aroma, and Qingtian sensed that something was wrong, and was about to ask out loud, but Luotian turned his head to look at her, shook his head, and signaled that it was okay.

The two giant hands in the sky slowly disappeared.

But Qingtian's worried expression is still undiminished, this is the Butterfly Garden, which represents the face of the Butterfly Killing Sect, if it is destroyed, even if she is in the foundation building period, she can't afford it.

At this time, she was holding a bamboo chopstick in her hand, which said that she would take him to the Butterfly Garden, and it was only when she got this order that she would bring Luotian here.

At first, I didn't think it was too serious, but now the aroma has disappeared and thousands of flowers have withered, how to reassure the clear sky.

The blue phantom butterfly wrapped in golden liquid could no longer see any blue light, and its body had grown a lot larger than before, the size of a head.

The last trace of golden liquid was absorbed, and the falling sky no longer devoured the aroma, and there was still a very faint fragrance left in the garden, compared to before, there was not one in ten, not one in a hundred.

Everyone unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, Qingkong patted her chest, and suddenly she felt embarrassed to do this action, and hurriedly put down her hand, but her face was white and red, tender and attractive.

"Who's it!!It's all dripping on me!" "Brother, don't talk about others, you yourself are okay?" "Hey, the old lady is still here! You dare to look at other women! "You remember!"

After a moment of silence, the noise and quarrels began to rise and fall, and Renyi was dumbfounded, and no one paid attention to him.

Qingtian naturally knew what was happening around him, and he was so angry that he stamped his feet, staring at the falling sky with anger on his face, if it weren't for him, he wouldn't have made such a shameful move.

In this way, the falling sky was remembered by the clear sky.

And Luo Tian is paying attention to the changes in his spiritual root, and he doesn't know that he is being remembered.

Inside the spine, the phantom butterflies are hugged into a group, and the golden lines hollow out the butterfly wings, as if the gold was melted to create them, because the wings are very large and wrap the body of the phantom butterfly, no other changes can be seen.

"How long will it take to complete the mutation?" asked Falling Sky.