Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 1743: The Third Gift

"Who is talking?"

"It seems to be next to Taboo Dragon Phoenix."

"That butterfly? Words?"

The people's emperors looked surprised and whispered.

Long Huangzhen looked at the blood-colored butterfly in front of her, breathing a lot of weight unconsciously, but she tried to keep her eyes open and didn't blink.

He was afraid it was just his illusion.

I'm afraid the butterfly will disappear in his blink!

Prior to this, this blood-colored butterfly, although also condensed many times.

But this time, the blood butterfly was obviously a little different.

"It seems this blood butterfly is talking?"

An upper-mow tribe frowned slightly and said, "A blood vein vision still possesses sage?"

Somehow, the elder Feng's heart became more and more irritable, and there was a surge of restlessness.

Elder Feng's face was gloomy, and he chuckled, "No matter what it is, give me a crush!"

In the eyes of Elder Feng, the dark green light was flourishing. Suddenly, a very powerful force burst out in the palm of his hand, crushing it towards the **** butterfly!

This time, the elder Feng has no reservations, and even the dragon and phoenix's true body are covered!

He didn't want to search the soul anymore, he just wanted to kill the uneasiness in his heart as soon as possible!

The Scarlet Butterfly seemed motionless.

But her wings trembled slightly!

The amplitude of this tremor is extremely small, hard to distinguish with the naked eye, and surprisingly fast. In the eyes of others, it is almost always motionless!

But after this slight trembling, a horrible wave of power broke out in the void!

The surrounding void collapses instantly!

puff!

Then, above the sky, blood swelled and splashed everywhere!

Under the gaze of thousands of living beings, the palm of Elder Feng's outstretched shattered into a mist of blood!

not only that!

This horrible power is still spreading quickly towards the arm along the palm of the elder wind!

Just in a blink of an eye, the wind elder's half of his arm has broken, turned into countless blood foam, and spilled!

"what!"

Elder Feng screamed, and quickly withdrew his palm.

His reaction was also extremely fast. He wiped his other hand on the storage bag, sacrificed a long bone-bone knife, clenched his teeth, and chopped his back with his hand!

Huh!

Taking advantage of that kind of power fluctuations, before the Elder Feng had spread to his body, he chopped down the broken arm, and blood was flowing like blood!

But it was a broken arm injury, and it was nothing to Elder Feng.

But this pain has penetrated the bone marrow!

Elder Feng retreated two steps, urging Yuan Shen, and the broken arm quickly grew.

But his face became extremely ugly!

He thought that in this nether world, there was no one at all, and any force could hurt him.

Unexpectedly, I was hit like this!

The next six Upper Witch clans have just reacted.

No one had expected that Elder Feng would miss his hand and get hurt!

There was an uproar all over the wild continent!

"What's the matter?"

Long Ran clenched his fists, and Shen said, "Is it possible, what else will happen?"

"possible!"

The storytelling old man thoughtfully, groaned: "The original Wu Wu was originally a mere mortal without a spiritual root, but was changed by a master against the sky and stepped into spiritual practice."

"This superior means, even I am far behind!"

Long Ran asked in surprise: "Do you mean the **** butterfly? Can this butterfly resist the seven Upper Witches?"

"Well, I don't know."

The storyteller shook his head.

Above the sky.

Seven Upper Witch tribe sacrificed weapons, some of them are bone-bone staffs, some are bone-blade guns, and they have different shapes, but each weapon is surrounded by a powerful breath!

These weapons have just been sacrificed, and the void around them can't withstand this pressure and begins to collapse!

The seven Upper Witch clan looked poorly, staring coldly at the blood-colored butterflies not far away.

"what are you!"

Elder Feng narrowed his eyes and asked quietly.

The blood butterfly didn't answer, and the surrounding space froze.

Immediately, under the eyes of the public, this blood butterfly transformed into a woman, wearing a blood-colored robe, black hair like a waterfall, indifferent look, and pure and refined.

Looking at this familiar figure, Su Zimo was so excited that his eyes became red.

Ten thousand living beings on the continent also looked up and looked at the woman in the blood robe.

Somehow, this woman was very beautiful, but after wearing this **** robe, she formed a unique temperament, which is unforgettable!

More importantly, the kind of indifference and arrogance in this blood-robe woman's eyebrows doesn't seem to put anyone in her eyes!

The woman in the blood robe just appeared. The emperors of the race and the strong in the world all subconsciously lowered their heads.

"is her!"

The northern border, the monkey suddenly said.

"Monkey brother, do you know her?"

Linghu and Qingqing brothers looked sideways and asked curiously.

"I've seen it."

Monkey Molu recalled, "But it was many years ago. In the Canglang Mountains, she suddenly approached me and passed me a practice method."

After a short pause, the monkey scratched its head and said in confusion: "I don't understand why now."

"This woman, I suppose, is the one who keeps the son missing."

The little fox tilted his head slightly, pursed his pink lips, and murmured.

Long Ran was shocked and lost his voice: "It was her!"

That year, it was Butterfly Moon that came to bury the Dragon Valley and took away the worry-free flowers.

Now that the blood butterfly transformed the appearance of the woman in the bleeding gown, Long Ran realized who this was.

"That senior!"

The shadow of Shenhuang Island was excited when she saw the woman in the blood robe.

At that time, it was this woman in the blood robe who came to Shenhuang Island and was so powerful that she pushed everything and took away the bone of Shenhuang.

From that day, Mo Ying was convinced by it.

Great Zhou King City.

A woman in a light yellow dress looked up at the sky, her eyes were complicated, bitter and a little bit lost, and she said quietly, "Is it her?"

Above the sky.

Su Zimo looked at the back of the woman in the blood robe and looked excited. Finally, she couldn't help but called out, "Butterfly, Butterfly Girl, are you?"

"Of course it's me."

The woman in the blood robe turned and looked at Su Zimo not far away and smiled.

Su Zimo froze.

This voice rang in his ears many times.

This face also made him linger in dreams so far!

Su Zimo never thought that he and Dieyue would meet again in such a situation!

There are countless words in Su Zimo's heart, want to talk to Dieyue.

He wanted to separate the two so far, everything that happened to him to Die Yue.

But these thousands of words came to his lips, but they became incoherent and stumbled.

"Butterfly girl, why are you ... I never thought about it, you would ..."

Su Zimo's expression was cramped. At this moment, without the domineering and grace of the Emperor Wu, he was like a shy boy.

Dieyue didn't speak, she just smiled and looked at Su Zimo.

"Girl Butterfly, thank you for the gift you left me. The first two gifts have helped me a lot, but I don't know the third gift ..."

Su Zimo had some confusion in his head. I didn't know where to start, so I thought of where I said it.

Just then, Yueyue spoke, interrupting Su Zimo.

"The third gift is me."

The butterfly girl everyone called for is here ...

(End of this chapter)