Strongest Eccentric Consort Chapter 2487: Wounded Spirit Bird

"I'm still a little worried."

The Martial Ancestor cultivated to the level of Martial Ancestor, and of course he thought a lot.

"I want to go back and have a look. No matter which sect is sent to monitor us, as long as I kill it, I will feel at ease!"

"It's really troublesome, forget it, we'll be with you."

The group are all Martial Ancestors, with strong cultivation base and extremely fast speed, and soon, they returned to the entrance of the ladder.

"The butterfly is very small, and it's not a spirit beast. Its flight speed is very slow, and it is estimated that it can't fly very far. Everyone is looking for it separately... It is a butterfly that has always been pure white. After finding it, no matter what, kill it immediately!"

Before, it was obvious that it was just a glance, and it was not at the time.

But on the way, he couldn't forget that startling glance, and the more he thought about it, the more wrong it was.

So...

Only by killing the butterfly can he feel at ease.

After all, the cultivation base has reached the level of their Martial Ancestor, and they have a hunch about good and bad luck.

Many Martial Ancestors also felt that it was strange that a butterfly appeared here. Although they were not happy, they all came back and dispersed, looking around.

After half a sound.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

More than a dozen Martial Ancestors flew back from different directions and reunited at the entrance of the ladder.

"Have you seen dazzling eyes? Where are the weak, small butterflies?"

"On the way, I haven't even seen a few spirit beasts..."

"Yes, at most I will see a few spirit birds flying in the sky..."

"Spiritual bird?"

"Spiritual birds live on spiritual power. There is a lot of spiritual power here, so it is not surprising that there are spiritual birds."

"Yeah, I saw two or three just now."

"Oops, I think you've just seen too much dazzling eyes, where did the butterfly come from, let's go, let's go back, let's go back to our lives. Let's see how the Valley Master treats us..."

Many Martial Ancestors expressed their desire to go back, but the Martial Ancestor had no choice but to do the same.

All the Martial Ancestors left in a hurry like when they came...

Not far away, an injured spirit bird is slowly flying...

Her flying speed is extremely slow, even a little crooked, as if she is about to fall from the void in the next moment...

But even so, she's still flying.

She flew out of the forest, flew to the side of the road, and finally couldn't hold it...

Pfft!

With a pair of green wings, a delicate and lovely spirit bird fell from the void and fell to the side of the road.

The spirit bird's eyes are slightly open, trying to open the bird's eyes.

However...

Before opening it, it slowly closed.

Meanwhile.

There is a group of people on the side of the road, coming out of another part of the forest.

The leader is a young and handsome boy.

The young man carefully held a spirit grass in his hand, and a group of guards followed him.

"Brother Zhong, do you think this spirit grass can really help grandpa?"

"Little young master, the poison of the master has penetrated deep into the bone marrow. It may be difficult to cure it, but this cloud grass is the nemesis of all poisons. Even if the master cannot be cured, it will make the master feel much better. "

"That's good... Hey, it would be great if I could meet an eighth-order alchemist..." The young man said, with a look of sadness on his brows.

A group of people walked slowly...

Suddenly...

"Huh? Brother Zhong."

The teenager saw a beautiful green bird lying in the middle of the road ahead: "Is that a spirit bird? Isn't the spirit bird usually very clever and fast? Why did this one die by the roadside? "

The man who was called Big Brother Zhong by the young man swept away from the spirit bird: "Master, the spirit bird is still alive, but it seems to be seriously injured, the breath is intermittent, and it is not far from death."