Chapter 417: A creepy cry!
She was reluctant to accept this result, and secretly thanked herself for not taking sides in advance.
Now, the sacrificial spirit was killed, and according to the agreement, at least the Yame butterfly lineage could be preserved.
As for the young butterflies...
Ah Xiang looked at the male butterfly fairy nearby, and her eyes showed sympathy.
When the sad mood permeated the butterfly fairy tribe, many male butterfly fairies could not stand the change of the situation, and shouted hysterically at Ye Junlin:
"You monster! It's all because of your sacrificial spirit that you died! How can we gain a foothold in the Kunlun world in the future?!"
Ah Xiang's body trembled, and she was too scared to speak.
This time, it was really a death...
Ye Junlin's mouth curled up a playful smile, "Let go, I will send all of you young butterflies away, and reunite with the old guy who likes to dance awkwardly."
As he said, he manipulated a large amount of golden sword energy and shot it towards the group of male butterfly fairies who were shouting.
Swish, swish, swish~
The sword energy was extremely sharp, unstoppable, and madly harvested the lives of all the male butterfly fairies present.
Screams, wailing, and begging for mercy filled the air.
"Senior, don't kill me, give me another chance!"
"Wait, I didn't say anything, are you going to die?"
"Brothers, if you can escape, count them as one! Otherwise, the young butterflies will really be extinct!"
...
On the other hand, the female butterfly fairies all stared with their beautiful eyes wide open, their bodies stiff as wood, watching the male butterfly fairies around them being slaughtered, and the air was full of strong blood.
After a while.
All the young butterflies were killed, not a single one was left.
In this world, only the Yame butterflies are left!
Ye Junlin's long silver hair fluttered, and he came to Ah Xiang with his hands behind his back, saying calmly: "I keep my word, I will let you, a group of Yame butterflies, go and stay in the fairy mountain honestly from now on, and you can't go anywhere, do you understand?"
"Yes, yes..." Under the strong pressure of the young man, Ah Xiang lowered her head and trembled like a quail.
The other female butterfly fairies burst into tears, their eyes were fearful and helpless.
In their eyes, Ye Junlin was a terrifying big devil.
Presumably, in a few years, in the old records of the Butterfly Immortal Clan, there will be an additional content like this: During the tribal sacrifice, a white-haired demon king suddenly descended, not only killing the sacrificial spirits that protected the Butterfly Immortal Clan, but also slaughtering the tribe, causing the extinction of the Wo Nen Butterfly, and thus the glorious Butterfly Immortal Clan went into decline...
"Ahem!"
Looking at the group of crying female Butterfly Immortals, Ye Junlin suddenly got excited, pretended to cough a few times, and said seriously:
"Now, tell me loudly, what kind of butterfly are you!"
Suddenly, the female Butterfly Immortals were stunned, not knowing why they asked this question.
Ah Xiang looked confused and said tentatively: "Senior, haven't you already..."
Ye Junlin's tone gradually turned cold, "Why? You can't even meet my small request?"
Ah Xiang was startled and waved her hands anxiously: "Don't get me wrong, we absolutely dare not disobey your order."
"Then shout quickly, the louder the better, remember to be in unison, I have obsessive-compulsive disorder." Ye Junlin urged.
"Okay..."
Although it was very depressing to have such a strange request for me, it was not an excessive thing, and then Ah Xiang signaled the other sisters to do it.
Soon.
All the female butterfly fairies had tears on their pretty faces, and they shouted with all their strength:
"Ya~~~Mei~~~Die~~~!!!!"
It was as if many beautiful women who had a good life shouted together, with a strong island style.
Ye Junlin closed his eyes and savored its beauty carefully.
Well, it's really good!
It was simply the sound of a whirlwind!
"Okay, you guys go about your business."
After Ye Junlin said this, he turned and left.
Ah Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, holding her chest with lingering fear, thinking of the disaster that happened today, she felt a deep fear.
Suddenly, Ye Junlin turned back the same way, with a very serious expression.
This scared Ah Xiang half to death, and she thought he was going to go back on his word, but who would have thought that this person would say seriously:
"Where are the other tribes, point me in the direction!"
Ah Xiang: "..."
Then.
Ye Junlin officially set off and headed for the nearest Ghost Eye Tribe!
It is understood that the special abilities of the Ghost Eye Tribe are all in those strange eyes.
The Ghost Eye Tribe's sacrificial spirit is a child!
At the same time.
When it was learned that the Eastern Region monks collectively rioted and resisted, except for the Butterfly Fairy Tribe, all other major alien tribes sent troops to suppress it.
Outside, the battle was so intense that it was dark and the ground was dark.
It must be said that once the alien race started to fight, even the Immortal Alliance team would find it difficult to resist and was beaten back step by step!
You know, the alien race itself is not strong in combat power and has obvious shortcomings, but relying on their own special abilities, they are definitely the nemesis of countless cultivators.
For example, the strange ape tribe has its own forbidden field, and it fights with pure physical strength. Many cultivators are at a disadvantage when they encounter it, and they cannot exert their full strength.
After all, pure physical cultivation is rare these days.
Fortunately, the demon cultivators have the innate physical advantage, and they are still qualified to compete with the strange ape tribe.
Boom boom boom~
The violent collision sound is endless, mixed with the screams of some cultivators.
A general of the strange ape tribe was so angry that he roared, "How dare you, a bunch of lowly animals, resist us? Go to hell!"
Taru's face was full of ferocity, waving his heavy iron fist, shaking the terrifying space fluctuations, and hitting many people's bodies to pieces, and the blood mist drifted away.
It can be said that his momentum was fierce and unmatched!
"Kill!"
The morale of the men behind him was greatly boosted, and they attacked the human monks in front of them, as ferocious as wolves into a flock of sheep.
"Damn, facing this group of monsters, we can't use any spells, what should we do?" A man said in panic.
As soon as the voice fell, he was grabbed by a hairy big hand, and his head was crushed fiercely, and his brain flew everywhere.
"Hehe, it tastes good." Taru licked his palm, showing an enjoyable and perverted expression.
"It's over..."
Everyone's scalp was numb, and they felt despair.
At this moment, a young man with a side-parted hair rushed over aggressively, clenched his tender fist, and smashed it hard at Tarrou, shouting loudly:
"Ugly monster, taste my Kun fist!"
Tarrou sneered, "Where did this little thing come from? How dare you challenge me?"
He subconsciously reached out to grab it, and then a sense of alarm rose in his heart for no reason.
When the fists touched, Tarrou's entire arm exploded into a bloody mist!
"Ahhhhhhhh..."
Tarrou screamed in pain, tears and snot came out, looking at this young man with a side-parted hair, his eyes were full of fear.
As if he was not a child, but a violent beast from afar.
"You, who are you!?"
The young man wiped his nose, raised his head and said proudly: "People usually call me A Kun, but you have to call me Master Kun!"
He is Ye Junlin's mount, Kunpeng.
Although each monster ape is a first-class physical cultivator, in front of Kunpeng, who is among the ranks of divine beasts, they are as weak as babies!
The gap is too big, don't cross it!
"Go, deal with this kid first!" Taru roared.
"Kill!"
A large group of monster apes with red eyes changed their targets and rushed over, wanting to tear this young man to pieces alive.
"Come on!"
A Kun was in high spirits, shuttling back and forth among this group of monster apes, his shoulders shaking quickly and rhythmically, and each time he burst out with terrifying force.
"Ah!"
The surrounding monster apes screamed continuously, and flew backwards like rags, exploding into blood mist one by one in the air, and the scene was very bloody.
"This, this..." Tarrou was so scared that he trembled all over and sweated profusely.
After solving the problem, A Kun flashed to the top of his head, raised his immature fist, and smiled, "See you later!"
The fist fell straight down, and the vast fist enveloped Tarrou, pressing him so hard that he could not move. He begged for mercy in fear:
"Master Kun, spare my life!"
Bang, the huge body exploded instantly, like a balloon punctured by a needle.
"Humph, it's too late to call Master Kun now!" A Kun said unhappily.
The surviving monks behind him were stunned.
This young man, who seemed young, how could he have such a deep attainment in physical cultivation?
"Thank you Master Kun for saving me!" Everyone did not dare to neglect it and bowed their hands in thanks.
A Kun waved his hand, "Oh, it's just a piece of cake."
After saying that, he rose up like a huge Kunpeng and went to other battlefields for support.
"So it's Senior Ye's mount, no wonder it's so fierce." Seeing this, everyone said in awe.