It can be said that at the same time as the attack was issued, in the eyes of the twelve top truths, Jun Yixiao was already sure that he was a dead man! After all, the 'Yuan Devouring Jue' that was as strong as Leng Qing and as strong as Leng Qing couldn't support the joint attack of several of them for long!

However, when the first wave of attacks ended, these twelve top truths were shocked to find that their seemingly incomparably thick and terrifying attacks had not had much effect after falling on Jun Yixiao!

The only effect is only to blow Jun Yixiao's clothes to shreds, revealing Jun Yixiao's skin that exudes a lustrous luster!

How could these twelve top truths understand that the existence of sickness in their eyes was precisely the divine Jun Yi that had been transmitted within their plane! It was only because they had despised the languishing Jun Yi from the beginning! How could they not connect a weak cultivator who was 'supported' by Leng Qing with Jun Yi who had killed many of his fellow Daoists!

Otherwise, as long as they observe carefully, through the oral descriptions of the monks in the plane, it will not be difficult for them to determine the identity of Jun Yixiao! Then, they will definitely be more careful, cautious, and go all out!

But, it's too late at this moment!

The clothes were broken, and even the private place had no trace of obstruction, Jun smiled, first stunned, and then showed a look of shame and indignation on his face, what a shame!

"How can this be reasonable!" With a roar, Jun Yixiao's right arm reached out, the muscles on his right arm were knotted, and a terrifying fluctuation suddenly rose, and then infinite power surged towards Jun Yixiao's right index finger.

"Die!" Jun smiled, pointing his right index finger at one of the top truths.

In an instant, a strong crisis grew from the bottom of the heart of the true path and grew rapidly, the top true path only felt that his scalp was numb, and when he looked up, a finger shadow that was obviously only of normal thickness, but revealed that it was the only one that pointed to the heavens and the earth, and the only one bombarded him with infinite power!

Under this finger, the void between the two sides directly collapsed into countless faults, and as for the void cracks, they were even more innumerable!

"Not good!" the Truth did not raise any resistance at all, but retreated as fast as he could in a trance!

However, no matter how fast he is, where is it faster than the frightening finger light?

"Po!" A piercing sound of shattering sounded in the Dao, and the rest of the Truths in the enemy plane only felt a chill in their hearts, and in their field of vision, the companion who was attacked by Jun Yi Yi and pointed at him turned into nothingness without even holding on to a single breath! Not even the slightest trace of Divine Soul could escape!

The bone-chilling chill instantly swept through the bodies of all the remaining top truths, and these eleven top truths glanced at each other quickly, and they all sensed deep fear from their eyes! At this moment, where was the enemy in front of him who could possibly be able to compete? This was clearly the combat power of the True Saint level!

"Let's go!" Coincidentally, eleven top true path incarnation streamers shot towards the entrance of the Yongdao, but Jun Yixiao had already made up his mind, that is, not one would be left!

Not only because this top truth path is the enemy of the plane, but also because these eleven top truths have witnessed their infinite 'spring light'! If they escape and go back to spread the word, then won't they become the laughing stock of the two planes and even all the planes in the vicinity!

"Where to go! Ruyi Zhenhuan Finger!" Jun smiled's tone was full of endless slaughter, and his right hand pointed out again and again, dozens of mighty points were not under the previous finger, and even the finger shadows were still excessive, crisscrossing and crisscrossing the road in front of him in an instant!

And the eleven top truths who were running away in the Yongdao at a rapid pace, not a single one survived under the shadow of this sky full of fingers, and there were not even any relics left!

The sound of the explosion gradually subsided, Jun Yixiao's face relaxed, first nodded with satisfaction, and then shook his head, "Tsk, this time there will be no rumors, but through this battle, there is undoubtedly one more solid thing, that is, the seemingly powerful True Dao, in front of the True Saint level combat power, is completely a scum!"

"True Martial Realm! The physical body is comparable to the True Saint! It's really timely! It's just that Leng Qing ....... a pity, if it weren't for bad intentions...... Jun smiled and looked at the mysterious gate at the end of the Yongdao, "Everything in this naturally has your share!"

As he spoke, Jun smiled and strode towards the mysterious gate embedded in the rock wall.

……..

The Demon Realm, before the dark red palace.

Yu Huan is still standing, like a 10,000-year-old rock motionless. And in the dark red palace, the strange creatures have long since disappeared, leaving only three clouds of hazy essence energy, circling in the void in the hall!

In addition, there is also an invisible soul power hidden in the dark red palace, and this soul power brushes over the three groups of essence energy from time to time, as if it wants to drive these three groups of energy together.

However, the three groups of energy obviously have an autonomous consciousness, and they resist in unison, and even sometimes, when the three groups of energy have to get close to each other, they will collide fiercely, and they don't want to fuse together at all.

After repeated times like this, to no avail, the power of the invisible soul became weaker and weaker. Gradually, every once in a long time, this soul power could barely drive the three groups of energy to get closer to each other for a while! As time passed, the invisible soul power finally completely lost the strength to drive the three groups of energy.

Is it really not possible? Is it really destined to fall? Is it really destined to never see the man you love again? Or is it that the meeting with each other was a mistake from the beginning and should not have happened, so the genius punished himself like this?

Feelings of despair and sadness began to spread in the hall, and gradually escaped from the dark red palace.

Yu Huan, who had half-closed eyes, suddenly felt his heart twitch, and then his eyes burst out, "Die'er, is it you? is it you? Answer me!" shouted, Yu Huan approached the gate of the dark red palace step by step.

As the distance approached, the boundless heat completely swallowed Yu Huan's clothes within a few breaths, Yu Huan frowned, and where his mind moved, surging demonic qi surged out of his body, enveloping his entire body.

But really standing a foot in front of the gate, Yu Huan paused again!

Yu Huan didn't know what the general situation was in the palace? What was the butterfly now? Yu Huan didn't know if he should rush in, or if he would disturb the butterfly and cause the butterfly to fall short!

However, this hesitation was annihilated from Yu Huan's heart in a short period of time!

Just because he got closer, the despair and sadness that Yu Huan could feel were even stronger, and even Yu Huan keenly discovered the reluctance and attachment between these two emotions!

"Butterfly must be calling me! She needs me! She needs my help!"

Yu Huan muttered to himself, and while speaking, he pushed his palm hard towards the dark red palace gate. However, the gate was extremely heavy, and with Yu Huan's push, it couldn't be shaken!

Yu Huan was suddenly in a hurry, and the momentum on his body immediately soared to the peak, and the demon gate behind him was even more levitated, spinning violently.

"Open!" Yu Huan shouted angrily again, this time, Yu Huan used all his strength, and the door finally shook, and there were signs of opening. In this way, Yu Huan shouted angrily, and the power in his body gushed out wave after wave, and with Yu Huan's efforts, the dark red door finally slowly slid open to both sides.

When the door slid open to the point where only half of his body could enter, Yu Huan couldn't wait for a sideways flash, and instantly entered the dark red palace. And without the support of Yu Huan's strength, the door that was originally slightly open closed again. At the moment when the gate was completely closed, a figure suddenly appeared outside the dark red palace, it was the beginning of the Eastern Emperor.

"Die'er, you didn't see the wrong person, but now you are afraid that you have also tasted the bitter fruit of failure, alas........ don't blame your father, it is you who insist on going your own way, what your father can do is to wait until the time is ripe in the future to seek justice for you!"

Sighing, Donghuang Chu slowly disappeared again, and where Donghuang Chu was originally standing, a little crystal fell with the wind.

It's not that you don't love it! It's just that the higher the status, the greater the power, the more you think about it, and you can't help yourself!

On the contrary, after Yu Huan entered the palace, he immediately noticed the three clusters of essence energy hovering in the void in the palace. But Yu Huan only glanced at it, and then ignored it, but followed the feeling in his heart step by step to the place where the butterfly turned into the original body and carried out nirvana, and called affectionately, "Butterfly....... Butterfly......."

Yu Huan could feel the residual breath of the butterfly, and at the same time as Yu Huan entered, the atmosphere of sadness and despair in the hall changed abruptly, it was a sudden surprise, but soon this surprise turned into reluctance, unwillingness and deep affection!

Faintly, Yu Huan seemed to hear the voice of the butterfly, "Little brother........"

Yu Huan's nose was sour, and he didn't cry, but said loudly, "Die'er, Die'er, I know that you haven't completely lost consciousness, I know that you are in trouble in Nirvana, you tell me, tell me how I can help you?"

Yu Huan didn't ask, but as soon as he asked, the reluctance in the hall became more and more high, and then a strange scene happened.

An invisible force began to draw iron hooks and silver on the ground in front of Yu Huan: I'm sorry, little brother, Die'er can't be with you for long, but Die'er is still very happy, close to annihilation, I can still see you and look at you! It's a pity that Die'er will never have a chance to play tricks on you again.

"No!" Yu Huan roared, his eyes turning scarlet, "No! there must be a way, you say!

"It's useless! Don't talk, don't be sad, you have to be good!" There was handwriting on the ground again, and after these self-appearances, Yu Huan could clearly feel that the original butterfly-loving aura in the hall had declined a lot, a lot!

Obviously, carving out these words with invisible force is a great burden on the butterfly who has failed in Nirvana and is still breathing.

Yu Huan forced himself to calm down, thinking hard about all the possible help of Butterfly Love, but Yu Huan found that he had no clue about this situation at all.

"What should I do, I'm a fucking waste!" Yu Huan muttered to herself, her lips bitten by herself.

And the breath belonging to butterflies in the hall has almost dropped to the freezing point, and it may completely disappear at any time!