At this time, the multicolored light in the sky was still changing and shining, but the yellow clouds had become very faint, because the butterflies had fallen one after another. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Danxiang can't float out of the Qiankun Ring, but these dusk butterflies seem to smell something, they can't enter the Qiankun Ring, so they fly around Luan Tian's body, and surround Luan Tian up and down, left and right.

"窸~窸~~窸~~~"

They make strange noises, and the sound is heart-warming. Slowly, these gathered into four "yellow walls", and slowly pressed towards Luan Tian, and the people who listened to the screams swayed and felt numb!

At this time, Luan Tian's deity had already noticed something unusual, and his soul immediately floated out of the Qiankun Ring, and the Wu clan clone also flew out. The alchemy of the Buddha seal in the Qiankun ring is still continuing.

Luan Tian had already come to the judgment the moment he sensed the twilight butterfly, this was a calamity, and it should be a "human" calamity, because he noticed a slight movement in the word "human" in Zhihai, and it flickered faintly.

He had heard Lao Pi's exclamation, and with a few simple glances and the exchange of divine consciousness, he had a general understanding of the twilight butterfly. Lao Pi's expression was obviously extremely jealous of this thing, and Luan Tian also knew that they were coming, it was not simple!

"Bold monster!"

Luan Tian let out a loud cry in his mouth, and suddenly waved his sleeves to drive away the twilight butterflies beside him. However, the sleeves of the robe scratched against the yellow wall, and it felt empty!

The sleeves of the robe slashed straight through the yellow wall, and it did not affect the yellow wall of the twilight butterflies! The furious sleeves of the robe didn't scatter a single twilight butterfly, as if they were just shadows, or weren't in the same space as themselves!

A trace of horror flashed in Luan Tian's heart, and the yellow wall continued to slowly press against his body, which was less than ten inches away from his body at this time! The tentacles of the dense dusk butterflies, as well as the magic weapon they held in their hands, stretched out towards Luan Tian together!

These tentacles and magic weapons are not directly aggressive, their purpose is to absorb Luan Tian's spirit! Luan Tian had already felt that the spirit in his body was being pulled out of his body by wisps.

And as the yellow wall gradually approached, the pulling force became greater and greater! The sound of stirring the heart is getting louder and louder!

"Dead air... Resentment..."

Luan Tian's expression was grim, and after muttering a word, he slowly closed his eyes, his divine consciousness suddenly dispersed, and thousands of blood-colored heads rushed out with a roar of purple blood vines!

The blood-colored skull was already a little uncontrollable, and immediately divided into four groups at the moment of rushing out, devouring from all sides to block the attack of the Dusk Butterfly. A plundering battle between devouring and devouring is raging over the frozen lake at dusk!

The Dusk Butterfly is made by the condensation of dead energy, and the purple blood vine is extremely sensitive to death qi and can devour dead qi for food.

But what's the matter, although the size of these dusk butterflies is not very big, but after tens of thousands of years of condensation, the condensed dead qi and resentment have been extremely deep, and they have become the essence of dead qi and the essence of resentment!

Luan Tian shook his body again, and more than two thousand purple blood vines flew out at the same time, automatically divided into four batches, which was already all the purple blood vines that Luan Tian could sacrifice.

Tens of thousands of blood-colored heads kept devouring the dusk butterflies that formed the Yellow Wall, temporarily slowing down the Yellow Wall's continued advancement. However, the number of twilight butterflies far exceeds that of the purple blood vine, several times that of the purple blood vine, and in terms of quantity alone, the purple blood vine is at a great disadvantage.

At the same time, Luan Tian also found that the speed at which the blood-colored head devoured the Dusk Butterfly was very slow! For each one devoured, it had to stop for a dozen breaths to digest it. Sometimes, it's even longer!

Therefore, the Purple Blood Vine's blocking of the Dusk Butterfly's attack only slowed down some of its speed, and the Yellow Wall was still slowly, continuing to advance towards Luan Tian's body!

The attack of these Dusk Butterflies was well organized, and the commanders were those Dusk Butterflies who had already cultivated into human shapes! They wield the magic weapons in their hands and command the Dusk Butterflies to rush forward one after another!

At the same time, it seems to be chanting some kind of spell, this spell controls those twilight butterflies that are about to be devoured by the blood-colored heads, control them, don't retreat!

At this time, Luan Tian opened the opening of the Qiankun ring to the maximum, and the paulownia wood shook the branches and began to absorb the dead air of the dusk butterfly.

However, its absorption is even more minimal, and it can only absorb the dead air emitted by the dusk butterfly, but it is helpless for the dusk butterfly itself!

In desperation, Luan Tian's gaze fell on the tail of the half-demon piano. Since being taught a lesson by Luan Tian in the Star Moon Alliance, this magic qin has a lot of rules.

Every time he encountered a dead air, he secretly used his divine sense to spy on Luan Tian for a long time, and when Luan Tian did not object, he carefully began to absorb it.

"There you go!"

Luan Tian said coldly. The tail of the magic piano absorbs too much dead air, and the demonic nature increases dramatically, and there is a possibility of losing control, but at this time, there is no longer so much to take into account, so try to survive this catastrophe first!

After getting Luan Tian's permission, the tail of the magic piano bounced up from the ground with a "whoosh" sound, shot into the canopy of the paulownia tree, and began to be hearty, frantically absorbing death and resentment!

After all, it was an ancient demon, and the power of the half-fiddle was amazing enough, and with its help, the speed at which the yellow wall pressed towards Luan Tian suddenly slowed down a lot, but it still didn't stop completely!

"窸~窸~~窸~~~"

"窸窸~窸窸~~窸窸~~~"

The moment the twilight butterflies saw the tail of the magic piano, they let out a strange cry in unison, and with a hint of panic in this cry, their movements suddenly became a little flustered.

The figures of the twilight butterflies in command also appeared for a short time, but then, they swung the magic weapon in their hands a few times, and the speed of chanting in their mouths increased, and the sound of chanting became louder.

The effect of the command was really obvious, and under their extreme control, the twilight butterflies that had just appeared a little panicked immediately regained their calm, and they crowded on the yellow wall again, and continued to press towards Luan Tian!

At this time, the yellow wall was only three inches away from Luan Tian's body, and it was close at hand! Some stretched out their longer dusk butterfly tentacles and magic weapons, and they had even grazed his skin!

All the methods he could think of had been used, Luan Tian's mind was spinning rapidly, he had already experienced such a moment of life and death many times, and each time he would keep himself calm first.

Xuan Lingzi, who was standing on the top of the South Peak, clenched his fists tightly at this time, and his body trembled slightly. Lao Pi, Big Head, Xiaomi, Xiaoli, Shui'er, everyone stared at Luan Tian nervously, staring at the yellow wall that was slowly pressing over!

Shui'er even covered her eyes with her hands, not daring to continue looking, occasionally sneaking a few glances outside from between her fingers. The tense and suffocating atmosphere enveloped them, and everyone's hearts tugged.

But they can't do anything, they can't help Luan Tian. Everything can only be relied on by himself!

More and more dusk butterfly tentacles and magic weapons touched Luan Tian's body, and countless small bags suddenly bulged out on his body!