In front of Tianxuan Mountain, butterflies fight against the five masters. The black waves on the fanned butterfly wings continue to spread, turning the battle into the most terrifying hell on earth.

At the center of the battle, Ziwei and Lingxu Twins were bleeding from the corners of their mouths, and they were extremely retaliated and suffered severe damage.

As a result, the five Star Domain Venerables joined forces and fell into a disadvantage and showed their defeat.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Venerable Yingqiong's eyebrows and eyes opened instantly, and the faint light was shining. He was weak in peeping at the butterfly.

"wrong"

A shocking exclaimed, black light flashed, and the bleak sword light came to his death. Venerable Yingqiong hurriedly turned his palms to block the move, and burst into shock, and took several steps in a row.

Blood slid down, dyeing his right arm's clothes red. Venerable Yingqiong looked at the former's dantian with shock. How could it be possible without the sea of ​​qi?

"Heart, she is not a human"

Venerable Yingqiong suppressed the shock in his heart and said anxiously.

"boom"

As the words fell, the butterfly wings broke into the sky, and the black streaming light flew out again, reaching the extreme speed and the extreme cruelty.

The three masters answered, and the ground under their feet collapsed, and they were so close that they were close to each other. The butterflies that were swallowed and spit out in their eyes were like demons and demons, making people feel palpitations.

"Butterfly dance, sky burial"

The butterfly wings flow, and the tears of the Burial Flower's Burial Sword became several times heavier. With a shocking sound, three people flew out and retreated for more than ten steps.

Absolute suppression, the strength and degree of humanity, behind the butterfly, the butterfly wings sway each time, the sky and the earth fall, and everything collapses sharply.

After several moments of the battle, all five of them were dyed red, drops of blood flowed down from the corners of their mouths. As the injuries accumulated, the true energy gradually became unsupported.

"Drag the battle"

Seeing that the war was not good, Venerable Yingqiong reminded in a deep voice that the woman in front of him was very unusual and could not be maintained for a long time. As long as she survived this dangerous period, the cultivator of this woman was not afraid of.

Ziwei, Jin Yao, Zhutian, and the four masters of Lingxu heard this and their bodies dispersed, one advance, one defend, one rotated the attack and defense, and dragged the battle to respond to the enemy.

Seeing the five war techniques changed, the butterfly's tears of the burial flower in its hands were divided into two blades, and the blue water sleeves dispersed like Tianluo, crisscrossing, and the figures moved again, Tianluo was trapped in the sky, and the sword light was killed.

"not good"

Seeing that Venerable Yingqiong was blocked by the water sleeve Tianluo, the four priests changed their expressions and immediately rushed forward. Haoyuan urged him to save Yingqiong from danger.

However, the water sleeves were crisscrossed and coiled, turning into one barrier after another to separate the battle situation. In the Tianluo, the Butterfly killed Venerable Yingqiong with all his strength. The one-on-one martial arts decision was full of murderous aura.

The frontal killing, the sound of battle was loud and majestic. Butterflies danced and buried flowers. Two strange magic weapons with black and white were fierce. Venerable Yingqiong, who was alone in the enemy, was suddenly in danger.

"Join to break the Tianluo"

Seeing the crisscrossing water sleeves in the inner storm, the spiritual void transformed into blue flames, the fire waves were heavy, and the sky broke into the sky.

On the side, when Master Ziwei saw this, he had a nine-level control energy, and a thousand-pound rushing into the sky, the wind assisted the fire, and the divine power shook the sky.

The two heroes joined forces and destroyed the enemy with great force, and the boundless sea of ​​fire rushed into the sky.

It exploded with a bang, and the extremely powerful Tianluo collided head-on. In an instant, Tianluo unraveled, and the black streaming light soared into the sky, avoiding the aftermath, and the butterfly wings shook and fell from the sky.

The ultimate move was just out. When the two priests were not regaining enough energy, the sword light shook. In a moment, the figure of the priest of the Heavens flashed, and the great palm urged the priest to block the attack.

"Thorny"

With a harsh sound of clothes tearing, the Venerable of Zhutian blocked the sword, but it was too late to block the second sword. The white blade penetrated into his body, bringing out a large piece of blood.

"impossible"

In an incredible scene, the blood from the mouth of the Venerable Zhutian vomited out, and the vitality gradually disappeared.

"You didn't expect that much more than that"

The butterfly said coldly, his blood-red eyes were bright and bright, and the white blade quickly swallowed the origin of the former and transformed into his body.

"Nine Nethers Demon Sutra"

Seeing the origin of the ritual of the Heavenly Venerable suddenly dissipated, the four priests' expressions trembled at the same time, and their faces were shocked.

"This woman must not be kept"

The four masters came to their senses, their minds calmed down, and with a deep shout, their body of power rose sharply, breaking the weather waves continued to surge, connecting the world and stirring up the wind and clouds.

The butterfly draws the sword in the flower, and the venerables of the heavens who lost their origins slowly fell down, and their vitality is gone.

The cold wind rises, sand and dust rise, covering the eyes for a moment, black sword light crosses the void, and the killing moves are majestic and unstoppable.

The four masters have fully improved their body and are determined to kill the demon fetus. The moves are revealed and their tricks are tricky.

Haoyuan met, and a scene of doomsday like a collapsed sky and the earth was filled with great power, and the aura of the five people suddenly surged.

After a long battle, the body of the merits and bodies were damaged. However, with the advantages of cooperation, the four masters lost less true energy, and their power was still astonishing.

In the battle situation, the butterfly fought against four with one. Although the body was consumed very much, it was very powerful when it was transformed, but it did not reduce its murderous intention at all. The blue water sleeves danced, like immortals and killing like demons.

"Fire Burning the Sea"

At the critical moment, Venerable Lingxu split his palms to open the sky, and his extreme power rushed forward. The fire element rose up with great force. With one move, he finally appeared.

Seeing this, the three masters had a successful fortune and each had a great success, converging in all directions, and splitting the sky with the ninth level.

At the last moment of the battle, the four true essences broke into the sky and the sea, the airflow suppressed the world, and the clouds rolled, and were dyed blood by this shocking power.

The butterfly gazed, and the figure slowly rose up, and the black air flow around it swung violently. An unprecedented power of destruction rose up, devouring everything and annihilated time and space.

With one extreme move, the winner will be decided. At this moment, above the nine heavens, clouds surging, a purple sword descended from the sky, and endless pressure shocked, breaking the stalemate situation.

"Stop it"

As soon as the words fell, two figures fell from the sky, and the powerful aura continued to spread, and the world was alarmed.

"Divine Machine, Moon Worship"

Seeing the two people appearing in the battle, everyone present looked calm.

The divine machine landed, looked at the four people in front of him and spoke, "It is important to set off for the ancient battlefield. Do the four venerables want to wait for another thousand years?"

The four priests' eyes sank, and after a moment, they snorted coldly, their true energy was restrained, and they chose to stop.

Shen Ji's eyes moved, looked at the bloody woman on the other side, and said seriously, "This girl, your goal to stop us has been achieved. The ninth son of the Mo Sect has taken one step ahead. If you fight again, you will not help. How about stopping?"

When the butterflies in the flowers heard this, they still kept silent. They stood quietly in front of the Lords, blocking the pass alone, and the world was not open.

"It is rare in the world that girls can do it, but two fists cannot match four hands. Since Shen Ji comes, you cannot stand by and watch. When can a girl stop you? If something happens to you, with the character of the ninth son of the Mo Sect, you will definitely not give up. At that time, a fight will inevitably be unhelpful, and it will not be beneficial to anyone." Shen Ji said seriously.

"Why?" Hua Zhongdieci spoke and said calmly. She could see that the person in front of her was different from other venerables.

"Aman is already my adopted daughter. If possible, I don't want to be enemies with the ninth son of the Mo Sect head-on," Shen Ji said without any concealment.

The butterfly in the flower looked back and looked at the ancient battlefield in the void behind. After a breath, he withdrew his gaze. The blood light in his eyes and the butterfly wings behind him were all restrained, and he took a lotus step and left in the air.

"Do you need a speech?" Shen Ji said as he watched the woman go away.

"I'll see you if you're destined to be goodbye"

As the voices were heard, the blue beautiful figure disappeared from the sky and could no longer be seen clearly.

"Shen Ji, I need your explanation"

When the woman left, the face of Master Ziwei turned cold, and he looked at the person in front of him and said.

"You will not know the horror of the Nine Nether Devouring Heavenly Demon Sutra. If you continue fighting, even if you can get rid of this woman, the price will be unbearable for us. Everyone, after a thousand years of waiting, don't let this hard-earned opportunity be lost in vain," Shen Ji said lightly.

Venerable Ziwei snorted coldly, without more than one step, and jumped towards the ancient battlefield in the sky.

Lingxu, Jin Yao and Ying Qiong followed, and the moment they were wrong, grudges flashed in their eyes at the same time. The divine machine's plan became increasingly difficult to understand.

"The God's chance to appear and stop the war really surprised Baiyue."

The four priests left, and the worshiper of the Moon spoke and said lightly.

"Sow and then you will get good results sooner or later," Shen Ji said calmly.

"Shen Ji believes that it is worth it to make the emperor feel grudges for the ninth son of the Mo Sect?" The emperor of the Moon narrowed his eyes.

"There are only a relationship of interests among the emperors, so how can there be grudges? As for the ninth son of the Mo Sect, who would have thought that he could open the ancient battlefield before today?" Shen Ji said with a glance.

"Everything today is undoubtedly the plan of the ninth son of the Mo Sect and the owner of Xiaoyue. I didn't expect that in addition to these two people, there are so many strange young strong men with amazing combat power to help."

At this point, the monk Baiyue's expression calmed down and continued, "The earth energy of Tianxuan Mountain for hundreds of thousands of years, Xiaoyue Tower Master, Zhu Xian, Xian Xian, and those young people who don't know the origin, the ninth son of the Mo Sect really concentrated all the power that can be used here. If it were a coincidence, no one would believe it."

"There has never been so many coincidences in the world, just human power. I think that from then on, the plan of confusing the Lords with fake death began. When he came to Tianxuan Mountain one step ahead of time, the Lord of the Lord was defeated. If the Lord Xiaoyue chose this son, the reward would be the next step in the world." Shen Ji said lightly.

"The scary two"

The Master of Worshiping the Moon sighed softly, it is really not up to ordinary people to reach the master of Xiaoyue Tower, and the ninth son of the Mo Sect has repeatedly come to their expectations.

"Can Shen Ji know who the chosen son of the Heavenly King is?" asked the Master Baiyue.

"No one is meaningless. The moment when the ninth son of the Mo Sect forced his way to break through the ancient battlefield with his strength, the word "Heavenly chose" is just a joke. Let's go and take a look. Who is the final winner in the ancient group this time?"

Afterwards, Shen Ji stepped on his footsteps and walked towards the ancient battlefield in the sky.

The Master of Moon worshipped with his steps, his clothes fluttering, like a fairy walking on the Nine Heavens.

The ancient battlefield was desolate everywhere, and looking around, there was no trace of vitality.

The war smoke in ancient times is no longer visible today. On the dark brown earth, the only thing that remains is the ruthlessness of time.

Just after everyone entered the battlefield, a beautiful woman in blue dress appeared, walking step by step on the desolate land, quiet and heartbreaking.

The white barefoot is an inch above the ground, the blood-red long flying with the wind, and the beautiful butterflies spread their wings and never look back. Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.

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