It's better not to run away than to run away.
There's still a human supreme expert blocking the way.
Ying Jiu guessed one thing wrong.
These past six months have not been given any time for Shura.
Instead, it was left for Xiaoyao to use in catching this butterfly.
However, none of that matters anymore.
Even if it means suffering further as a demon, the strongest will bear the infamy.
Holding a butterfly in one hand, he took a carefree step forward.
The next instant, He appeared in the Abyss of Supreme Power.
Nightmare and Wuhen are fighting against the most powerful demon god.
Including Xiaoyao, eight generations of the strongest human race have been mobilized.
The prophecy made by Xiaoyao is about to come true.
Nine generations of supreme experts, one after another, fearless of death, could slay the strongest.
Xiaoyao only mentioned nine generations.
It didn't say that nine people were needed.
Five people can also make up nine generations!
Ye Bai understood this principle a long time ago.
Is it really that amazing?!
Looking at the butterfly in his palm, Xiaoyao felt he should say something.
The atmosphere has gotten this far, it would seem impolite not to say something.
Thinking about what I've experienced over the years, what's about to happen, and where I'm headed in the future.
After doing this fun thing, won't everything else become boring?
Xiaoyao was getting annoyed.
He said coldly,
"Break it for me."
Bang--
The butterfly in my palm burst open with a sound.
The very origin of the upper realm is shattered beyond repair!
Xiaoyao glanced again at the supreme demon god who was engaged in fierce battle.
This one is more durable.
Xiaoyao remembered.
He also had a score to settle with the Supreme Demon God.
He said in a cold voice,
"Die, my foot!"
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(Six chapters updated. I need to rest for fifteen minutes before typing again; my keyboard is about to explode.)
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