"Who the hell are you!"

"Who the hell are you?"

The demon butterfly screams loudly!

It has realized that this showdown of spirits, it is going from a complete victor to a complete loser.

Because it had never tasted failure, fear and despair came even more violently, and it kept asking the same question repeatedly:

"Who the hell are you!"

"Who are you!"

Ying Xiaochuan smiled coldly: "When you fall into reincarnation, you will naturally know." Immediately, he stretched out his right hand and shouted in a deep voice, "Come on!"

A dazzling golden light flashed in the sky.

Buzzing.

I saw that a golden wheel treasure appeared out of thin air, broke through the barriers of the spiritual world, and flew to Ying Xiaochuan's side.

With a snap of his hand, the wheel treasure has fallen into the palm of his hand.

Jin Lun stood on top of Ying Xiaochuan's palm, excited and excited.

Ying Xiaochuan could sense its mood, hooked his lips and smiled faintly, and muttered in a low voice: "Old man, I finally know how to use you." ”

The golden wheel buzzed and responded blankly.

Although the Golden Wheel is the melee weapon of the Wheel King, the two have a complete heart-to-heart connection.

But at this moment, Ying Xiaochuan has not yet completely integrated with himself in his previous life, and he just knows how to use the power of the Wheel King.

He could feel the mood of the golden wheel.

But after all, Jin Lun was not as keen as him, so he didn't understand what he meant by what he said.

So, he said again: "It's been a long time." ”

Golden Wheel understood.

It reacted.

On its body, a powerful golden light erupted, radiant and majestic. That's a reaction that only happens when it's at its most exciting.

It was excited about his return.

Ying Xiaochuan felt it and smiled slightly.

At this time, the demon butterfly exclaimed, "Could it be that you are the king of the wheel?"

Legend has it that the Wheel King has the most powerful spiritual power, and he is the source of the entire Three Realms, the spiritual creation.

Legend has it that the King of the Wheel holds a weapon, the Golden Wheel, which is small but powerful. In the hands of the Wheel King, the power can reach its peak. That is, the world is invincible.

Legend has it that the Wheel King is the tenth king of Hades, who is in charge of the reincarnation of all things in the world, but no life can escape his hands.

However, legends are just legends after all.

Who would take the legend seriously?

The self-proclaimed demon butterfly with the power of the spirit is invincible in the world, and it has never put a legendary character in its eyes, and it is even more sure that it will not meet that person.

Who knows, who expected.

One day, it will compete with the king of the wheel.

"Impossible, impossible......" Demon Butterfly retorted as if hypnotizing herself: "The passage from the underworld to the human world has long been closed, how did you get here?"

Ying Xiaochuan was silent.

The once powerful demon butterfly is an ordinary one in Yunyun's life at this moment.

God has a word.

God can't easily communicate with ordinary life, and that is insulting to God's identity.

When Ying Xiaochuan was still the King of the Wheel, he once disdained this divine precept, and never put the so-called divine book in his eyes.

But at this moment, he felt that the divine precept had finally said the right thing.

"You, are you, are you!" the demon butterfly reacted suddenly, but the closer it got to the truth, the more frightened it became.

His face became more and more frightened.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ying Xiaochuan's mouth, not intending to waste more time here, and between opening his mouth, the familiar Sanskrit words flowed under his mouth again.

The next second.

In the spiritual world, ten thousand bells are ringing in unison, and the drums are shaking the sky.

The 'wall' that melted into the body reappeared, but this time, the 'wall' changed into its original appearance, constantly lingering around Ying Xiaochuan's side, that is, it transformed into the personal robe of the Wheel King.

Tall and mighty, majestic.

At the same time, his body is also getting bigger, and his limbs, head, and even facial features are constantly changing.

In the spiritual world, Ying Xiaochuan is able to see all changes, including himself. He saw that his appearance had changed.

is no longer a mortal body, on the mirror, the body and appearance presented are exactly the same as the wheel king he saw in the bronze mirror of his memories.

He has absorbed all the energy in the spiritual world in his body, and his body can be infinitely magnified. In fact, he didn't control the show of power.

Soon, Ying Xiaochuan discovered that the demon butterfly, which was originally huge and had a length and width of more than 100 meters, was no longer so huge in front of him.

Gradually, he could make eye contact with it.

Gradually, it became small before his eyes.

He looked down at the demon butterfly, and in Ying Xiaochuan's eyes, the demon butterfly became smaller and smaller, and slowly, it became only half the size of him. Slowly, it shrank to the size of a palm. Eventually, it became the size of an ordinary butterfly.

At this time, Ying Xiaochuan controlled his body shape and no longer became bigger. The demon butterfly fanned its wings and wanted to escape.

Scared, it forgot.

This is the spiritual world of the Wheel King, no matter where it flees or hides, he can easily find it.

The spirit of the Wheel King is the support of this world. He single-handedly created the world, and here he is the supreme god.

The demon butterfly is fundamental, and there is no way to avoid it.

Ying Xiaochuan opened his right hand towards the demon butterfly, and the demon butterfly, who was originally planning to flee in a hurry, was suddenly attracted by a huge force, and the ghost made him turn around and plunge into his palm.

The demon butterfly fell into the palm, as if trapped in a labyrinth, and even more like Sun Wukong falling into the five-fingered mountain of the Buddha.

No matter how you run, you can't run away.

Ying Xiaochuan lowered his eyes and looked at the demon butterfly in his palm ruthlessly.

At this moment, he will no longer be bound by the emotions of mortal dust, he is the king of the wheel, and he sees everything in the world as fair and just.

Therefore, the evil things that have been done, the demon butterfly can't escape, and it must be repaid.

"Spare your life!"

"You are the Lord of the Wheel of Great Compassion, you don't remember the villain, please spare your life!"

The demon butterfly kept begging for mercy in Ying Xiaochuan's palm.

Infinitely merciful?

That's the Buddha's business.

Ying Xiaochuan's face was expressionless, and in the desperate begging for mercy of the demon butterfly, he slowly closed his palms.

……

An hour ago, the real world.

Ying Xiaochuan was lying in Ao Ling's arms, constantly convulsing, talking nonsense. Ao Ling was very frightened, and Li Mian and the three demon gods were also anxious.

Divine consciousness cannot penetrate.

They don't know what to do.

And Wei Wuyuan and Lu Haifeng of the Four Seas Alliance, seeing this scene, couldn't help but worry about Ying Xiaochuan.

Lu Haifeng said: "Alliance leader, what can you do to help Mr. Ying? He looks like he is fighting alone!"

Wei Wuyuan sighed and said, "If I could think of a way, I would have used it a long time ago, how could I let Mr. Ying face that terrifying monster alone?"

"Alliance leader, or let me take a look!" A middle-aged man walked out of the cultivator of the Four Seas Alliance.