"Kill me?" Qianye Ying'er smiled in response, her gently twisted fingers entwined with thousands of tiny black rays: "With what you said, you can't do it in this lifetime."
Boom!
Darkness filled the sky again and the space suddenly collapsed. In the dark and lightless world, a dancing black butterfly was clearly imprinted in everyone's pupils and even in their hearts and souls.
"This... this is..." Shocked cries were heard from the darkness.
“Eternal Butterfly Abyss.” Yan Sangeng’s eyes penetrated the darkness and stared at the sky, whispering slowly, “An eighth-level God Lord could force her to this extent…”
Not far away, Fen Jieran's expression changed continuously. He had thought of something and subconsciously said, "Could they be..."
Yan Sangeng turned his head and said, "Emperor Jieran, do you know their identities?"
"No, it's not them." Fen Jieran shook his head, not knowing whether he was answering Yan Sangeng or talking to himself: "It can't be them."
Yan Sangeng frowned: "Who are you referring to?"
Boom!
A very light sound swallowed up all other sounds. Shocked by the opponent's strength, and also really angry, the mysterious power of the witch butterfly was finally fully released. The witch domain named "Eternal Butterfly Abyss", which was exclusive to the fourth witch of the Soul Stealing Realm, showed its terrifying true form in the sky above the Emperor Heaven Realm.
The dancing butterfly shadows were also reflected in Qianye Ying'er's golden pupils. She felt her five senses fading quickly, and the feeling of being devoured grew from her heart and soul and spread rapidly.
The existence of the Demon Emperor's blood allowed Qianye Ying'er to face the power of the Demon Butterfly without being defeated.
However, being able to make up for the gap in profound strength does not mean being able to make up for the gap in soul power!
The most powerful thing about the first witch, Yaodie, is her dark soul power!
Under the Butterfly Abyss, the soul oppression that was coming towards her even exceeded Qianye Ying'er's expectations. She was able to control the "Brahma Soul Death-Seeking Seal" in the past, and her soul power was so strong that one could imagine it. But now, when she faced the demon butterfly with its soul power fully activated, she knew at the first moment that she could not resist it.
She even felt that if she was completely swallowed by the butterfly shadow, she might not be able to escape for "eternity".
However, she did not try her best to break free at the first moment, nor did she even resist. Instead, all the dark light on her body gathered on the oracle in her hand, and she went straight to meet the demon butterfly.
"Hmph, stupid." Yaodie muttered, her gestures and eyes changing at the same time...
And just when the Eternal Butterfly Abyss was about to completely spread out and swallow Qianye Ying'er, Yun Che suddenly stretched out his hand from far behind Qianye Ying'er and lightly grabbed at the empty space.
As if being violently pulled by an invisible force, the half-closed pupils of the demon butterfly suddenly opened, and the mysterious power and soul power she released also went out of control, spreading out an extremely distorted Eternal Butterfly Abyss. Not only did the power of the flawless witch domain decrease sharply, but dozens of flaws of varying sizes also appeared.
The strange feeling at that moment, as well as the distorted witch's domain, were something that the demon butterfly had never experienced before. At the same moment, Qianye Ying'er, who was ready to go, burst out with power, and a golden shadow with a black light pierced into the butterfly abyss domain, piercing the terrifying witch's domain... almost effortlessly, and then suddenly tore it apart.
Buzz!
The butterfly's wings broke, the realm was shaking, and the sudden backlash made the demon butterfly's whole body tremble. She was horrified, but the witch's will made her not panic. She suddenly changed her gestures, and forcibly gathered the power of the realm. Instead of retreating, she suddenly grabbed the oracle that had just torn the realm apart.
With a dull sound, the oracle was firmly grasped by the demon butterfly. It was like a golden snake being pinched at seven inches, and its divine light suddenly dimmed.
In the distance, Yun Che’s five fingers gently tugged at the air again.
The strange tearing force from before came again at this moment. The power she had gathered in her hands suddenly escaped her control and dissipated by nearly 30% at once... and it was out of control and dissipated out of thin air, as if she was silently devoured by an invisible monster.
Snap!
The strange loss of control of power made it impossible for the demon butterfly to control the oracle. The oracle slipped out of her fingers and flew straight towards her face.
Hiss!
The space was torn apart fiercely, and the butterfly twisted its waist and moved with a strange body movement.
It retreated and left only dozens of black broken hairs fluttering in the darkness.
The figure of the demon butterfly appeared ten miles away. The moment her figure stopped, a slight sound was heard, and an oblique crack appeared on the upper edge of her mask, accompanied by a trace of blood that slowly overflowed.
The air was completely frozen, and all the hearts were tense and unable to beat.
They saw the witch's territory that had just been spread out and then torn apart in an instant, and saw the witch's blood on the forehead that was so red that it pierced the heart.
Even Yaodie herself couldn't remember how many years it had been since she last got hurt.
"Who is it... who is it?" Tian Mu looked up into the sky and murmured. He actually witnessed the witch butterfly being injured with his own eyes. This was an incredible and shocking scene.
Without touching her own injuries, Yao Die's gaze pierced through the layers of darkness and fixed on Yun Che.
Compared to Qianye Ying'er, Yun Che was the person that Yaodie cared about the most. So even when she was fighting with Qianye Ying'er, she still had a considerable amount of attention on Yun Che.
When those two extremely strange phenomena occurred, she noticed the changes in Yun Che's gestures.
But, it was just a gesture!? There was no strange smell.
The feeling just now…what was that?
Qianye Ying'er didn't give her any chance to breathe, and a golden shadow appeared in the air.
The two men fought again, and the dark disaster befell the imperial heaven again.
In the previous collision of power, the two were evenly matched. But at this moment, Yaodie was a little confused, and coupled with the backlash of the witch's domain, she was gradually suppressed by Qianye Ying'er in the darkness.
Yun Che watched silently, his eyes staring at the demon butterfly without any emotion. At a certain moment, the index finger of his left hand gently tilted downward.
Bang!
The devil butterfly's fingers wrapped in magic light touched Qianye Ying'er's oracle, and dozens of black dark areas exploded around the two of them in an instant. But this terrible stalemate that only belonged to the late God Lord lasted less than half a breath, and the devil butterfly's fingers suddenly trembled, and the power she released suddenly appeared out of thin air.
The small gap caused the flow of her power to go out of control in an instant.
Such a change is undoubtedly fatal in a fierce battle between equals, or at the level of the Lord of Gods. Before the demon butterfly's expression could change, the oracle suddenly tore through her power, flying like a golden venomous snake, and hit her heart.
boom
It was as if a dark star exploded in the heart of the demon butterfly, and she flew away in the dark storm like a butterfly with broken wings, leaving a shocking trail of blood in the air.
This time, she felt very clearly that when the change occurred, Yun Che's fingers made a slight movement.
Once...twice...three times...is it really just a coincidence?
What exactly is that? Some kind of divine artifact without any aura?
Or witchcraft!?
And he was not the only one who captured all this, there was another person as well.
call!
Amid the shock and horror of the crowd, Yan Sangeng suddenly soared into the air and went straight for Qianye Ying'er, saying in an extremely gloomy voice: "I'm here to help you."
The demon butterfly froze in the sky, with its hand on its heart and blood flowing from its fingers.
The Oracle was a divine relic of the Brahma Emperor God Realm in the Eastern Divine Region. Yao Die had known its name a long time ago, and at this moment, she had witnessed its horror with great clarity.
However, she who was injured by the oracle did not care about the injury at all. Instead, she turned around with all her strength and took Qianye Ying'er again. The butterfly shadow behind her became solid in the blink of an eye, and the mighty power of the demon goddess was reappeared, and it was almost not weaker than before.
Yan Sangeng also approached at this time, a ninth-level God Lord and a seventh-level God Lord, attacking Qianye together!
Qianye Ying'er did not retreat at all, and there was not even a trace of emotion on her snow-white face.
In terms of cultivation, Yan San was one small realm weaker than Qianye Ying'er, but facing him personally, the sense of oppression was so heavy that it suffocated him. At least, it was definitely not the oppression that should come from a small realm difference.
His brows twitched slightly, and he exchanged glances with Yaodie Shanshan. When he was close to Qianye Ying'er, he
His posture suddenly changed, and he passed by her and went straight to Yun Che.
The power of the demon butterfly also exploded at this time, firmly pressing Qianye Ying'er down and restraining her, making it impossible for her to use any strength to stop it.
As a seventh-level God Lord and the leader of the thirty-six Yama ghosts in the Yama Realm, before today, Yan Sangeng would never believe that someone with his identity would personally take action against a seventh-level God Lord.
Today, not only did he take action, but he also did it extremely quickly and ruthlessly.
The space of dozens of miles shortened in an instant, and Yun Che was within sight. Yan Sangeng reached out with one hand, and his five open fingers tore a dark crack in the air.
The sound of space tearing was so sharp that it seemed to tear everyone's eardrums into countless pieces, but Yan Sangeng's expression suddenly became stiff, because his five fingers actually grabbed nothing, and behind him, there was only a torn afterimage.
After a moment of shock that was so brief that it could be ignored, Yan Sangeng’s reaction was as fast as thunder in the sky. He turned suddenly and grabbed the place where Yun Che had just appeared with incomparable accuracy.
Hiss!
The speed and the tearing sound were several times more terrifying than before, but wherever Yan Sandeng's five fingers went, there were still only shattered afterimages.
His expression changed slightly, and a hint of grayish death flashed across his pupils.
“Top-notch body skills, perhaps even cultivated to the highest realm, really amazing.” Yan Sangeng looked ahead, uttering words of praise. He slowly turned around, his eyes fell on the position where Yun Che appeared, raised his arm, and lightly pressed down with his five fingers.
A series of shrill, sad, or desperate moans suddenly came from an unknown space, like thousands of lonely ghosts screaming and howling. Behind Yan Sangeng, a gray-white skeleton slowly appeared. His skin also turned into a terrifying dark gray at this moment. He looked like a weathered corpse, with only a pair of eyes reflecting a strange light that should not belong to a living person.
The pair of terrifying eyes locked onto Yun Che’s location through the gaps between their fingers, and the hoarse voice from their mouth was difficult to hear clearly: “Come, let me see, this time, how are you going to escape.”
As his voice faded, he had already rushed towards Yun Che. Although his speed was still extremely fast, it was actually much slower than before.
However, the moment he moved, thousands of ghosts around him began to howl, and the whole world seemed to have suddenly turned into a terrifying ghostland.
Located in the center of the ghost domain, Yun Che was like being haunted by thousands of ghosts, completely unable to move.
Yun Che's cultivation was at the level of a seventh-level Divine Lord. He was able to crush Tian Gu Hu, which was enough to shock the world, but no matter what, he could not possibly compete with a seventh-level Divine Lord like him. Under the suppression of absolute power, even the most powerful body movements would become a powerless joke.
Yan Sangeng dragged a long gray trail, and his five fingers went straight to Yun Che's throat. Even when he was several feet away, Yun Che still did not escape... Naturally, he could not move.
Just when Yan San was certain that Yun Che would fall into his hands in the next moment, the pupils of Yun Che suddenly dilated.
The aura of the seventh level of the Divine Sovereign realm exploded in front of him in an instant with an exaggerated, terrifying and incomprehensible magnitude, but he didn't even have time to feel shocked. A residual image had already passed by him, leaving only a flash of scarlet mark deep in his pupils that lasted for a long time.
Yan Sangeng's figure stopped, and all the sounds in the world disappeared.
He stood there motionless, then slowly lowered his head... A huge sword, shining with a dim scarlet light, pierced his heart, passed through his back, and pierced through his body.
His body of the God Lord, which was tougher than the Tiangang Divine Stone, and the protective mystical power of the God Lord realm, seemed to not exist at all.
"idiot."
From behind Yan Sangeng came the most indifferent and disdainful whisper he had ever heard in his life.
Yun Che stretched out his hand, and the Heaven Smiting Devil Slayer Sword instantly pierced through Yan Sangeng’s body and flew back into his hand. The blade was not stained with a single trace of blood.
Then, the scarlet sword disappeared from his hand. He turned his back to Yan Sangeng and never looked at him again from beginning to end.
Being pierced through the body by a sword is by no means a fatal injury to a person with a cultivation level as high as that of a divine master, and it is not even a serious injury.
However, Yan Sangeng remained standing there. There was no bleeding from the holes in his body. Only a hint of vermilion light was still shining silently, with no signs of dissipating or fading.
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