Murong Jie glared fiercely at the platform above his head and shouted angrily: "The bastard of Zhengtianmen is actually treacherous!"

Only then did the four divine envoys finally run to the branch and vine net, and said in unison, "Holy Lord, are you okay?"

Yun Xuan looked at the four big monks and said angrily, "Why don't you run slower...... Get ready to cut people!"

The light green branch and vine net flickered faintly, and it had become invisible, and the four of them suddenly fell to the ground, as if in response to Murong Jie, Luo Xian Red Butterfly on the platform waved his hand, and a huge fiery red yuan balloon had fallen from the sky and bombarded towards the four of them!

The light green branch and rattan net loomed, as if it had self-awareness, and it shook slightly and went straight up. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info In mid-air, the huge Yuan balloon hit the center of the branch and rattan net, and the soft branch and rattan net immediately recessed a large section, and the two divine consciousness forces suddenly collided strongly, and when the divine consciousness pulled neutral, there was a piercing "zi——,zi-" sound.

Seeing that the huge fiery red yuan balloon was about to break out of the net, and the light green branch and rattan net seemed to be pulled to the limit of what it could bear, the branch and rattan net flicked up, and the yuan balloon bounced back in an instant, and a large hole was immediately blasted out of the ceiling rock hundreds of feet high above the head, making a loud bang, and the entire underground space immediately shook, and a pile of rubble fell from above, Yun Xuan and they quickly flashed to the side.

With such a powerful divine sense power, Luo Xian Hongdie's eyes finally flashed with a solemn look, and she slowly turned her head to the direction where Qin Xiaotian was, was this mediocre-looking young man doing it?

Qin Xiaotian's face was still calm, as if he had done a trivial matter.

At this time, the figure of King Su on the big platform had shot towards the spiral staircase, and he shouted in a low voice: "Red Butterfly Fairy, you assist me above!"

Red Butterfly nodded in response, it seems that King Su is going down to kill the enemy himself. She stretched out her hand to stop Xu Mu, who was about to follow, and said, "Senior nephew Xu, you can protect the Dharma for me here." As he spoke, the Red Butterfly Fairy's eyes remained fixed on the green vine net that was still dangling in mid-air.

Murong Jie looked at Qin Xiaotian with complicated eyes, restrained his tone, and said, "You're late." ”

"It's better to come early than to come at a good time. Qin Xiaotian slowly walked down the stairs and walked towards everyone. At this time, everyone lost their interest in politeness, nodded to each other, and regarded it as a greeting.

Yue Chengying anxiously looked at the entrances in the four directions, why hadn't the Supreme Elder Sword Emperor come yet? If he didn't have this trump card, then it would be difficult for the outcome to be in his own hands......

Yue Chengying's expression naturally fell into Yun Xuan's eyes, he secretly apologized, and silently added in his heart: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid that your Demon Cultivator Supreme Elder won't be able to appear as a human for a while, but even if you meet again, you probably won't be able to identify it."

Bai Su lightly bumped Yun Xuan's shoulder, compared Qin Xiaotian with his fingers, pointed at the four divine envoys, and then pointed back at the two of them, and then used the corners of his mouth to touch the platform. What she meant was: Now that we have the advantage, wait for Qin Xiaotian to deal with the red butterfly and use the four divine envoys to entangle King Su, and then we can rush up to seize the secret record.

Yun Xuan nodded slightly, expressing his agreement with this battle plan, and couldn't help but glance at Qin Xiaotian worriedly, although the soul cultivator was able to challenge an opponent two levels higher than himself by leaping over the level, Yun Xuan knew this, but the opponent was Luo Xian Red Butterfly, who had both law cultivation and soul cultivation, and the real half-step transformation of divine cultivation, could Qin Xiaotian really be able to handle it alone?

Qin Xiaotian quietly stared at Luo Xian Red Butterfly on the high platform, as if there was no one else in the world in his eyes, the Supreme Elder of Zhengtianmen, Luo Xian Red Butterfly, this famous female powerhouse, the prestige gap between the two, just like this, the position of the two of them is very different!

Will he be like her in the future, and become one of the most powerful people on the Kyushu Continent? Qin Xiaotian couldn't help but feel a trace of confusion in his heart, and even the pair of moving eyes of the red butterfly in the distance seemed to ripple in a circle.

At this moment, Qin Xiaotian actually recalled the small village where he was a child, hoeing and the sun was falling, the smoke was curling, and the village was inhabited by diligent villagers who had no quarrel with the world, and every household went out early and returned late, and he and his friends often ran in the fields carefree......

Qin Xiaotian's mind suddenly stirred, what was wrong with him? He actually thought of such a thing on such a special occasion......

Qin Xiaotian's divine sense trembled, causing the red butterfly on the platform and his body to shake slightly. But then, his mind was at a loss again, just in the middle of his confusion, he remembered the moment before his mother was critically ill, and he still looked at Qin Xiaotian with a kind face amid the uncontrollable heavy cough, stroked his little head with his right hand, and kept telling Xiaotian how to live independently in the future.

Unconsciously, Qin Xiaotian realized that his vision had already been blurred by tears. However, a sharp dagger suddenly appeared out of thin air in his mother's left hand, and while muttering, he quietly stabbed Qin Xiaotian's heart, and when he saw that the dagger was about to stab into Qin Xiaotian's body, Qin Xiaotian suddenly stretched out his hand and held the sharp dagger tightly, with undried tears on his face, but said lightly: "Red Butterfly Fairy, don't you think that the illusion you use is too despicable?" He peeked into the memories of others in the depths of the sea, and used that man's thoughts about his mother to inflict devastating damage on him......"

Qin Xiaotian's mother giggled, and soon turned into another face, it was the appearance of Luo Xian Red Butterfly, the corners of her lips were hooked, revealing a cruel smile, and said coldly: "Immersed in the sweetest and most painful memories, you can still maintain your sober self, you are really a special monk, but I have never cared about the feelings of others, especially the dead!"

Qin Xiaotian replied lightly: "Then why don't you use the soul attack you are good at to deal with me?"

Red Butterfly said coldly: "You have been involved in my divine consciousness realm, how can it be so easy for you to get out?" Don't worry, for opponents of the same type, I prefer to use illusion to destroy, haha......" In the words, Red Butterfly's body and everything around it were gone in an instant.

In front of him has turned into a large desert intersected with the valley, depressed and poignant, the hot wind is whistling in his ears, Qin Xiaotian looked around blankly, and when he turned around, he found that there was a temple emitting a soft white light standing behind him, solemn and sacred, the whole temple was actually made of white jade, and under the pouring of the moonlight at night, it was extraordinarily dazzling.

Qin Xiaotian was at a loss for a while, and stepped into this white temple, and a two-story palace building came into view, with a golden attic and eight golden domes the size of plum blossoms, under the illumination of milky white lights, reflecting the vast night sky, which seemed to be particularly distinct.

The temple roof of the temple is a large golden dome, and there is a small golden dome standing at each of the four corners, as if four golden-bodied arhats are guarding the ancient Buddha of Jinzun wearing robes, this is probably a relic of some ancient period, right? Qin Xiaotian's mind beat rapidly, he suddenly stepped on the ground, and rushed forward to speed forward and rush into the temple.

The invisible Red Butterfly followed closely, sneering in her heart: "Boy, you have entered my Divine Consciousness Domain, even if you have wings, you will not be able to escape!" But to the Red Butterfly's surprise, after chasing into the temple, she found that there was no one inside, and Qin Xiaotian, who was tightly locked by her Divine Sense, disappeared from her Divine Consciousness Domain so abruptly. Red Butterfly couldn't help but feel a surge of panic in her heart, this was a strange thing that had never appeared in her thousands of illusions, and the target in the realm of divine consciousness was completely missing!

Not only that, but even the red butterfly itself has been transformed from a mass of empty consciousness into an entity, this situation makes the red butterfly even more panicked, the gorgeous clothes and ornaments in the golden hall are particularly eye-catching, and the mind can't help but remember, when I was young, I traveled with the master to the ancient ruins, I remember that the master also said: "The shape of the temple is like an upside-down water lily, and the lotus flower is inserted in the lake and leads directly to the earth, indicating that the immortal cultivation world cares about the suffering of the world, which is the origin of the sacred flower!"

The sound of the bell rang suddenly, and the sound of "bells, ——, bells-" came from overhead, filling Red Butterfly's mind, which made Red Butterfly's inner panic even stronger, what the hell is going on? Such an unbelievable thing has never appeared in the realm of divine consciousness, it is simply unheard of, why? Why did even the master of the realm of divine consciousness have such a strong hallucination.

The deep bell seemed to hit Red Butterfly's heart every time, but the strong impact that followed made the cold and penetrating fear swell from the depths of Red Butterfly's heart, and quickly spread to every corner of her body, just because the huge golden Buddha statue in front of her actually slowly opened its mouth, and it turned out to be Qin Xiaotian's voice, and he said in a plain and elegant tone: "Red Butterfly Fairy, I forgot to tell you, I am the same as you, the best at it, the same, illusion!" In the aftermath of the words, the golden hall has disappeared in an instant, and the whole world seems to have become nothing.

The red butterfly is in an extremely flustered mood, there is still the afterglow of the bell in the ear, and suddenly found that he has stood in the middle of a lake, the moonlight and starlight reflect each other on the water surface, the original undisturbed lake water, at this time also appears sparkling, a trace of reverie mysterious breath floating in the water lines, as if the passing wind can't stop being curious, can't help but go into the water to catch, rippling up ripples.

Luo Xian Red Butterfly, as the most representative soul cultivator in the Kyushu Continent, of course she knew the horror of illusion, and the strong sense of fear made her no longer able to control her emotions, and shouted angrily to the sky: "Come out! You come out for me, and fight me with soul power in a dignified manner!"

Qin Xiaotian's voice immediately shook in the air, and he smiled dumbly: "Red Butterfly Fairy, you are so funny, you chose this way to deal with me, and I just followed the power of your divine consciousness into the sea of my consciousness and entered your realm of divine consciousness, why do you want to put the responsibility on me now...... Oh, by the way, I wonder if you noticed why you were able to stand on the surface of the lake without using any cultivation power?"

The pupils of the red butterfly's eyes narrowed slightly, and she quickly looked down, only then did she realize that she was really stepping on the lake, and there were ripples between her feet.

I want to struggle, but I can't use half of my cultivation to strength, I want to breathe, but I can only be gulped into the lake, and the increasingly cold coldness begins to frantically torture the Red Butterfly Fairy, knowing that all this is a subconscious hallucination, but in the game, in the face of such a real feeling, how can I easily distinguish the distance between the real and the illusory? In the wave of panic, an astonishing thought suddenly surged in my heart: Could it be that she Luo Xian Red Butterfly, known as the guardian saint of Zhengtianmen, would actually be defeated at the hands of a young soul cultivator? It seems that he is still an unknown young man......

In the suffocating breath, the body of the Red Butterfly Fairy sank endlessly, and her vague consciousness made her mind involuntarily recall the darkest scene in her heart:

That year, she personally used the power of divine consciousness to bind the defenseless master, and stabbed the crimson dagger into the heart of the master with her own hands, facing that old face, in the face of the look of shock, regret, and disbelief, she said softly with a sweet smile on her face: "Master, you are old, it's time to rest! The guardian saint of Zhengtianmen, it's time to change a new face......

But when she was inspecting Shizun's relics, she found a jade slip, which mentioned that Shizun knew that he had little longevity left, and was about to usher in the end of his life, and was ready to officially announce that she would inherit the position of Elder Taishang next month, and the reason why he didn't tell her was just to give her a birthday surprise. But she chose to kill her master with her own hands on her birthday, the moment before her master was about to tell her......

"That's enough, don't make me think of these ...... again," Red Butterfly wanted to cried out, but there was a powerful force that bound her mouth and limbs!

Shame and guilt turned into a sharp cone, stabbing harder and heavier on her beating heart, the bloody crimson smeared into her soul, she felt her eyes moisten in the cloud, and she couldn't tell whether it was the lake or her own tears, the breath of life was slowly withdrawn by a pair of invisible hands, and the other soul was watching the last confession of the female genius indifferently......

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