Chapter 137 Purple Soul Dream Butterfly

The first battle between Tianyuan Pavilion and Amethyst Palace lasted for more than a month. The Amethyst Palace temporarily forced the Tianyuan camp back with a small advantage. However, the loss of the Tianyuan camp is not too great. For several months of recuperation, it can completely organize another attack. Therefore, on Amethyst Island, it is still heavily guarded, and beware of the return of the Tianyuan camp.

In the next two months, the patrol monks of the Amethyst Palace replaced the guard day and night and kept patrolling within a hundred hours of Amethyst Island. There was no trace of the Tianyuan monk, which also made Luo Zhen quietly spend two months of comfortable life on this amethyst Island.

On this day, Luo Zhen had nothing to do. After practicing the first layer of the nameless formula several times at will, he inadvertently remembered the "eight knowledge return to the original sword formula". Looking at the appearance of several Huashen monks in the Baili Haichuan and Tianyuan camp, they all knew this divine sword spirit, and naturally they also knew the "eight knowledge return to the original sword secret". Since Luo Zhen got the "spiritual nerve" and the "eight-knowledge return sword secret" from the strange old man at the foot of Tianyifeng, he began to have doubts in his heart. These two formulas cooperated seamlessly, but when the murderer felt strange and turned back to the old man, it had already disappeared. This mystery was It has always existed in his heart.

Now, in this Beiming sea, someone recognizes this divine sword spirit, so he can follow the melons and figure out the origin of the "spiritual nerve" and the "eight-knowledge return to the original secret". However, he was not in a hurry to do this at this time.

After this war, the Tianyuan camp will not come to invade for several months. Luo Zhen intends to take advantage of this period to make a preliminary plan for the more than 1,200 miles of sea that the Lord of the Amethyst Palace was given to him.

On this day, Luo Zhen finished his work early, called Ziyan, and explained his intention to the elders of Baili, which was to sacrifice a flying sword and gallop towards his own sea.

"Master, why do I think there is something wrong with the eyes of Elder Baili looking at you just now?" Ziyan stood behind Luo Zhen and asked curiously.

Luo Zhen said, "Yes, why don't I feel it?"

Ziyan said, "Really, when he spoke, his eyes were very dodged, as if he was running away from something!"

"Don't think about it!"

Ziyan wanted to say something more, but she didn't say it. "Oh," she stayed on the flying sword honestly.

Half an hour later, Luo Zhen and Ziyan entered their own sea area. When the Baili elder divided this sea area, Luo Zhen also came once, but that time he just looked at it roughly. This time, he wanted to carefully inspect the three islands in the sea area, and then check the environment around the sea area.

Luo Zhen took the sword, scattered the divine consciousness, shrouded it within a hundred miles, and slowly galloped around the periphery of the sea.

Suddenly, the purple smoke behind him exclaimed, "Master, look!"

Luo Zhen looked in the direction indicated by the purple smoke. On the undulating sea, there are sun scales and countless purple butterflies. Each butterfly is the size of a palm. Above the wings, there is a circle of ripple-like purple lines. The outermost edge of the wings is a circle of dark gold gold, above the oval abdomen, as if painted. A layer of silver powder emits a slight silver light under the sunlight.

These purple butterflies dance in groups on the sea.

"Purple Soul Dream Butterfly?" Luo Zhen is still a little uncertain.

Ziyan nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, it's the Purple Soul Dream Butterfly!"

This "purple soul dream butterfly" is a high-level monster, which is very good for repairing the soul. Previously, after Luo Zhen escaped from the abyss of the Arctic, he passed by a place called "God Wind Cliff", where there were countless "purple soul dream butterflies", because there was something to do at that time, so he did not stop to catch it.

I didn't expect to meet so many "purple soul dream butterflies" here, which was unexpected by Luo Zhen. However, at this time, Zhao Shou's spirit has been repaired. This purple soul dream butterfly is not very useful to him, but Lei Lao's soul is still slowly recovering. Although this purple soul dream butterfly has little effect on Lei Lao, it is better than nothing.

So, Luo Zhen said to Ziyan, "Take all these purple soul dream butterflies!"

Purple smoke nodded, and the figure jumped into the air. Two purple ribbons shot out of her sleeve and grew in the wind. Until each purple ribbon was several miles long, Ziyan shook her hands, and the two purple ribbons were joined together to form an elliptical ring within a square circle. Under these two ribbons, It emitted a faint halo. When I was young, this layer of lavender halo permeated, like a flexible long snake, woven into a huge purple silk screen.

The purple smoke shook gently, and the purple mesh cover like a virtual shadow quickly closed the mother, trapping a group of "purple soul dream butterflies" who could not escape in a hurry.

Originally, the purple soul dream butterfly is a high-level monster, and the purple smoke is just a middle-level demon vine. Normally, the purple smoke can't take advantage. However, since the purple smoke degenerated into a human form, it has supplemented a large number of ghost moths in Juxian Villa. Its cultivation has already broken through the strength of the middle-level demon vine, and recently she has practiced the legend of Luo Zhen. The authentic cultivation formula and strength have advanced by leaps and bounds. After the group of purple soul dream butterflies were trapped by her purple ribbon at this time, none of them could escape.

The purple soul dream butterfly began to struggle desperately in the purple mesh thrown by the purple smoke. A pair of purple wings kept fluttering, stirring up the spiritual power around. Moreover, there are layers of silver powder falling off from the abdomen of the purple soul dream butterfly and floating in the air.

At the beginning, the concentration of the silver powder in the air was not too large, so the purple smoke did not feel anything, but after a moment, as more and more purple soul dream butterflies were included in the net, the falling silver powder began to become thick, and a ball, like a silver object, began to slowly in the mesh of the purple smoke. Move.

Suddenly, Ziyan found that in front of him, in the purple net shield sacrificed by himself, the purple soul dream butterflies all disappeared. Instead, it was a deep mountain old forest, a patchy towering tree, full of green and thorny shrubs, and purple vines wrapped around the thick trees. Between the branches of wood.

"Soul-eating vine?" Ziyan muttered to himself, and there was a deep look of confusion in his eyes.

Ziyan lowered her hands and walked slowly towards the forest step by step.

And the purple mesh, losing her control at this time, the two purple ribbons suddenly shrank and took back into her sleeves, and the purple mesh was also disappeared at the same time. The thousands of purple soul dream butterflies surged up to the purple smoke crazily.

"Be careful!" Luo Zhen found that Ziyan suddenly took back the purple ribbon. Looking at her current abnormal behavior, he immediately understood that she must have been hit by the spells of these purple soul dream butterflies.

The magic of the purple soul dream butterfly is not a means of active attack, but a means of life-saving under special circumstances. The silver powder on the abdomen of those purple soul dream butterflies is necessary to stimulate the spell.

Luo Zhen saw that the purple smoke was trapped by the magic dream. Those purple soul dream butterflies wanted to take the opportunity to raid the purple smoke, so the figure moved, pulled the purple smoke, pulled up the flying sword, and quickly retreated.

Purple smoke, like a person who has lost his soul, leaned behind Luo Zhen in a daze, with purple hair, messy and flying. In the original lavender eyes, there were countless silver spots, faintly flashing.

After Luo Zhen galloped the flying sword out of the pursuit range of the purple soul dream butterfly, he stopped. Seeing the abnormal state of purple smoke, the divine consciousness moved, and the two divine sword spirit penetrated from the eyes of the purple smoke and carefully dispersed the silver light.

When she was young, Ziyan's eyes returned to the previous Qingming Festival. She also seemed to understand what had just happened. She didn't ask much, but said to Luo Zhen shyly, "Master, I'm sorry, what the master told me, Ziyan didn't do well!"

"Well, I don't blame you. After all, it's the first time to deal with this purple soul dream butterfly. It's nothing to make a mistake! As long as people are fine!" Luo Zhendao.

Seeing that Luo Zhen was not blame, Ziyan suddenly felt much more relaxed. After a pause, his eyes turned and said to Luo Zhen, "Master, let's go to that place again. I have thought of a way to ambush them!"