"Obey the send, if you can't complete it, come and see you!" Ren Qiang said, the whole person is like adding fuel to the fire, the fighting spirit is bursting, whether the younger brother can count on himself as soon as he soars into the sky, he must seize this opportunity.

didn't even ask, and directly agreed, Renqiang knew that this mission would definitely be difficult, and even his life was in danger, but for the sake of his younger brother, he fought hard.

Hua Hai wants this effect, Renqiang's love for his younger brother is his weakness, grasping this is equivalent to grasping Renqiang's lifeline, he can control it at will, and he can't stop it.

"Now go to the Butterfly Killing Sect to find an offering surnamed Fan, do as he said, this is five hundred spirit stones, remember, do things beautifully!" Hua Hai said.

After saying that, he threw the storage bag in his hand to the ground, turned around and walked towards the house, the solemn pressure around him gradually dissipated, and the yard returned to the fragrance of birds and flowers, full of aura.

The two knelt on the ground, watched Hua Hai enter the house, and only slowly stood up after being nowhere was gone, picked up the storage bag, and Renqiang pulled Renyi away quickly, non-stop, trotting all the way.

It wasn't until he returned to the 70,000 area and walked on the endless desert that Renqiang breathed a sigh of relief and held his younger brother, who was two heads taller than him, and his heart was warm.

"Brother, I'll go with you this time. Renyi said, his eyes were full of worry, although he was five big and three rough, he was not stupid, and he could know how difficult this task was if he thought about it with his head.

How far is the Butterfly Killing Sect from here, the south and the north, more than 200,000 miles, there are only two ways to pass the Qi training period, the first is to forcibly fly over, when the year and month can arrive, it is hard to say, the second kind of teleportation array, it only takes a breath to arrive, kill the adjacent sect Chaos Sect on the side of the sect, and then sit on the teleportation array from the Chaos Sect to the edge of the realm.

At this time, it was only one or twenty thousand miles away from the Butterfly Killing Sect, and it would take two months to fly to control the spirit treasure, which did not rule out the danger and delay in the middle.

Thousands of miles away, I don't know what will happen to you halfway, and how dangerous the mission will be.

Walking and walking, Renqiang stopped, grabbed Renyi's arm, looked solemn, and said: "After I leave, you have to find a way to ask for the forgiveness of the falling sky, no matter what way, my brother chose the wrong way, there is no way to change it, but you can, if my brother fails, the only thing that can protect you is the falling sky, you must remember! This is two hundred spirit stones you hold, alas, my brother has nothing to do, and he can't protect you." ”

The hand that was handed over was trembling slightly, and blood was constantly oozing from the swollen half of his face, which showed the weight of Hua Hai's shot.

"Brother!" Renyi shouted, with a crying voice, he refused to answer, five hundred spirit stones are the cost of the round-trip journey, what does Renqiang mean by dividing two hundred?

Brothers who have been dependent on each other for decades and are inseparable have to be separated at this time, how can they bear their hearts, benevolence and righteousness are unwilling, they used to be brothers to protect themselves, until now.

When it was his turn to protect his brother, his brother was leaving, how could this work.

"Brother...""Benevolence and righteousness!Listen to my brother's words!Last!Let my brother be willful for the last time!When my brother comes back, I will rely on you, and I will listen to you in everything." Ren Qiang shouted.

Hoarse, he forcibly handed the spirit stone in his hand to Renyi and motioned for him to take it.

The eyes were opposite, Renyi clearly felt Renqiang's unshakable determination, and finally defeated, trembling and taking it, his mouth was dry, he wanted to say thousands of words, but he didn't know how to open it when he first came to his mouth.

"Hey, little brother, don't be sad, brother's life is big, don't worry! Go first, when I'm not there, practice hard, and when I come back, I will see you go to the next level." Renqiang smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and then harnessed the treasure fan and rushed to the sky.

Don't dare to stay longer, Renqiang is afraid that if he doesn't leave, he really doesn't want to leave.

Looking at Renqiang who was far away, after losing his support, Renyi seemed to understand something, and said seriously: "Brother, if you don't go back, I will kill him upside down!"

Under the sunset, the deep bond between the brothers is like water connecting the sky.

At the same time, the same thing was happening in different sects, all of them were Qi cultivation period monks, rushing to the Butterfly Killing Sect to find Fan to worship, and they didn't know what to do.

Somewhere in the courtyard of the Butterfly Killing Sect, the head of Luoxing Village, the head of the flower village, and Fan Defan Yue, father and son, sat at the same table and drank tea.

The butterflies are dancing in the air, colorful, very good-looking, and the jade table and stone bench are low-key and luxurious.

"Fan Gongzi, have you heard the story of the butterfly fanning its wings?" said the village chief, holding his beard.

With a faint smile on his face, he was the same as in the village.

Fan Yue didn't eat this set, he would have been bored for a long time, if it wasn't for his father's forced force, he immediately got up and went to find the girl Lehe, and listened to the old man's story.

Thinking like this in his heart, he still looked respectful on the surface, and said, "No, I would like to hear about it." ”

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, Fan Desheng was afraid that he would contradict him, but when he heard his answer, he was very satisfied, smiled, and arched his hand: "The duke's words must have a deep meaning, how can the child understand, please say it clearly." ”

The village chief squinted, smoked a dry cigarette, spit out a puff of white smoke, and said: "Once upon a time, there was a butterfly in the south of the sky, this butterfly flapped its wings, and when this breeze blew to 100,000 miles, it became a violent wind, and the wind turned into a tornado, overwhelming the sky, and the mountains and rivers were shattered, causing the death of countless mortal monks, inspiring the hatred of the two major sects, and then getting involved in more sects, and the battle turned into a war, and more than a dozen sects fought each other, affecting countless people, do you say this is the power of butterflies or the power of sects?"

After a long silence, Elder Vander, as the high-level of the Butterfly Killing Faction, understood what he said, the reasons for the start of the war were all caused by some small to inconspicuous reasons, and they were all excuses, and the Butterfly Killing Faction wanted to play the identity of the butterfly in the story, and it was necessary to achieve the goal before the ranking match began.

Fan Yue thought of another thing, and the person who repeatedly made him unhappy in the selection competition came to mind, and he called him the face of the young man, and he was beaten by himself, and now he gritted his teeth angrily, if he could find out where he lived and take revenge a little, wouldn't it be beautiful?

So, he stood up and said respectfully: "Senior Hua, you are well-connected, do you know where the new disciples, Gao Xiucai, Zhang Dishu, Zhu Lele and others, live?"

After speaking, he lowered his head, this is not to give up without getting an answer.

Elder Vander immediately understood what he meant, but he didn't say anything against it, just a few mortals, as long as his son was happy.

The hook has been released, and the fish is hooked, so he needs Fan Yue to think about it, and sure enough, it will be successful with a little guidance.

Putting down the dry smoke, taking a sip from the teacup, moistening his throat, of course the village chief Hua knew very well, he had already prepared what should be prepared, and he had to borrow Fan Yue's implementation plan when he came here, this pot, Fan Yue had set his back.

"Well, you said it was those children, the old man happened to be there where they lived, and it didn't hurt to tell you, but what do you want an address?" said the village chief kindly.

The tone is seductive, making people unconsciously let down their vigilance, as if the elders care about the younger generations.

prompted Fan Yue to say the plan in his heart unsuspectingly, and after the two of them listened, Elder Fan De said with some concern: "After all, it is the whole village, if it is caught by other opponents in the faction, it will not be worth it." ”

Between the lines, he is extremely indifferent to the life of a village, and he doesn't care at all, on the contrary, he cares more about his own face.

Unbeknownst to Fander and Fan, the village had been wiped out, and the initiators were sitting in front of them.

Hearing Elder Fan De's words, Fan Yue frowned, feeling that he was deliberately targeting himself, and he was in a displeased mood.

At this moment, the village chief said: "It's really not good to kill people with butterflies, Xiao Yue, I am close friends with your father, I'll help you complete this favor, then it's good, there are things you need in it." ”

A bag appeared out of thin air in his hand, here was the address to Luoxing Village and the manpower information that Fan Yue needed.

Stroking his long white beard, smiling, and nodding his head.

Fan Yue hurriedly took it and said gratefully: "Thank you, senior Hua! Then I'll go and prepare first!"

After saying that, he bowed to the two of them, left the courtyard, his expression changed from cheerful to gloomy, and said ruthlessly: "Boy, do you think I can't torture you when you run to the Killing Sect?" ”

Along the way, no one dared to approach him, and they could see that the young master was in a bad mood.

There were only two people left in the courtyard, and Elder Fan De thanked: "Thank you duke, Xiao'er has caused you trouble, and I will help you in the future." ”

"Brother Fan doesn't have to be polite, do we still need to be polite in such a relationship? Hahaha, in the future, we will have to rely on Brother Fan in the Butterfly Killing Sect. The village chief said.

"That's nature, that's nature, let's have a drink, hahaha," Elder Vander graciously invited.

Pulling the village chief to get up and leave, there was a lot of harmony, talking and laughing, Elder Fan De was really happy, happy for the friendship that had lasted for many years.

But the village chief sneered in his heart, and looked at Fan De's face with a burst of disgust.

When the Flower Clan was attacked by a strong enemy, his friend not only did not help, but also said ruthless words, and now he doesn't say a word as if nothing has happened.

He secretly said in his heart: "In the First World War, my Hua clan and other compatriots were victims, so now it's your turn to kill the faction, Fan De, you and your son will become the pre-war introduction!"

Everything has been planned, from this moment on, due to the appearance of the best spiritual root, Hua Changtian finally couldn't help but start acting, five hundred years of planning, the foreshadowing of the ancestors of the flower clan in the past dynasties, slowly surfaced from the time of awakening from the falling sky.

Time flies, time flies, Three months later, in the 79,999th pagoda in the 70,000 districts of the Killing Sect, a powerful aura emanated, shocking the surroundings, and the monks in the adjacent spiritual pagodas trembled, and the innate high realm suppressed the low realm.

The old man who lived on the first floor of the tower was also affected, and couldn't help but look up and say angrily: "What are you pretending, so deliberately releasing your breath, you must be a fragile guy in your heart, hum!"

The seventh-floor room was filled with ice and fire aura, with the falling sky as the dividing line, the left half exuded bursts of cold air, a layer of frost formed on the walls of tables and chairs, and the right half was unusually dry, white smoke came out of the stone wall, and the tables and chairs were hot.

Luotian showed a helpless expression, as early as three days ago, he had already broken through to the seventh layer of Qi training, the momentum was uncontrollable, it exploded instantly, and the control was uncontrollable, not intentionally showing off, he had a hard time.

Each breakthrough of the Ice Flame God and Demon Skill will bring a powerful boost, and it is necessary to consolidate the realm and adapt to the strength before it can regain its momentum.