Hongyan Ling and Yin Yang really forgot about the arrest of people, and the fatal butterfly broke the formation, but also suffered some minor injuries, when they came, they saw the appearance of the two demons and were not angry, after being fixed by Zhu Yifei, they saw the woman in white hiding behind the demon soldiers, and they didn't care about the two demons, turned around to chase, and found that the acupuncture points around their bodies were sealed by something and couldn't move, so they shouted to the demon soldiers: "Go and catch the woman back, if you resist, there will be no forgiveness for killing"

When the demon soldiers heard this, the team that had been brushing the entire column suddenly became a mess, and turned their heads to chase Zhu Yifei away.

The Death Butterfly gritted her teeth, and finally broke a spell, and said to herself: "That little monster is so powerful when he marries three babies, if she makes her five babies full, won't even I have to give three points"

After thinking about it, he said to the black butterfly above his head: "You go, eat her, don't be polite"

The black butterfly nodded, and after following the demon soldiers, he left the deadly butterfly humming angrily while breaking the talisman while watching the two demons fight.

Zhu Yifei didn't know where the direction was, she could only run straight in a line, if she turned the direction slightly, she might be blocked by the demon soldiers who came from nowhere, for example, she just thought she was smart and went to the right hand direction, but she was stopped by several demon soldiers, and she had no choice but to summon the Ice and Fire Sword to kill her rebel soul.

The physical strength is gradually exhausted, but the demon soldiers are like divine help, swarming here, Zhu Yifei secretly thought, if the strength is gone, then you can only wait for death, besides, this place is white everywhere, there are no mountains, no water, no holes, hiding is just a dream, it is better to raise a sword to kill a bloody road, even if it is death, it is not a nest.

Thinking of this, he stopped, lifted the hem of his skirt, and tied it to his waist, revealing his smooth slender jade legs, and the moire embroidered satin high-soled boots on his feet were tightly wrapped around his calves, an indescribable pure temptation.

Seeing this, the demon soldiers who caught up with him couldn't help but drool, and howled like an unusually excited beast.

Zhu Yifei sneered, flicked his wrist, jumped up in the air, and slashed in one move, thousands of sword shadows bloomed in the void like a giant lotus, the Tao was brilliant, and the Ruixia was thousands, and when it was about to fall, it suddenly scattered in all directions, forming an extremely spectacular sword rain state, piercing into the demon soldier's rebellious soul.

In an instant, the screams were continuous, the sound of whining was endless, and thousands of rebel souls turned into black smoke and dissipated without a trace.

Seeing this, the rest of the demon soldiers looked up to the sky and roared, becoming more and more angry, and they didn't know who they had listened to, holding the ice flame fork and rushing in unison, up and down, left and right, surrounding Zhu Yifei in the middle, opening their fangs and bloody mouths, and the vicious appearance covered by the demon's breath was exposed, which was very shocking.

Simply she saw a lot of strange things, and she already had a certain amount of bearing in her heart, and the ice and fire sword in her hand flew and lifted, stabbing vertically and horizontally, and slashed waves of demon soldiers at the moment.

The long sword pierced into the rebel soul of a demon soldier again, the glimmer of light on the ice and fire sword flashed, and a wisp of purple-black demon spirit breath was absorbed into the fire blade, Zhu Yifei didn't notice it, because there were too many demon soldiers, one after the other, and it seemed endless.

After fighting and retreating, the flying snow was covered with purple-black demon bloodstains, which were slowly melting by it, and a blood mark had not yet been dissolved, and thousands of blood marks would be covered again.

The strength was gradually exhausted, the arm began to be numb, and even reason seemed to be always in a trance, only to feel that he instinctively raised and fell with the sword, as if he had lost the ability to think about the killing machine, the plum blossom-like mark on his forehead suddenly appeared, red like a drop of blood, and began to emit a faint light, Zhu Yifei felt that the sword in his hand was getting hotter and hotter, and even began to burn, and his consciousness became more and more chaotic.

The golden-bodied primordial infant sitting with his eyes closed on his left shoulder suddenly opened his eyes, and landed lightly, stepping on the red light pink lotus, but not too high, each holding an ice and fire sword, and rushed forward to kill the demon soldiers.

Hit by a few golden rays of light, Zhu Yifei shook his head, only then did he sober up, and looked down at the sword in his hand, which had become much heavier, the fire blade overwhelmed the ice blade more than an inch wide, and he was shocked that he was almost controlled by this sword.

The three primordial infants were extremely strong, and in a short time, they slaughtered all the demon soldiers, and the void was covered with thick black billowing red smoke, and countless purple-black demon spirit breaths drilled into the fire blade of the sword, and she was almost unable to hold the sword when her strength was almost exhausted.

The three primordial babies returned to their positions, the demonic qi gradually dissipated, and the ice and fire sword suddenly took off his hand, flew up to the sky and hovered for a moment and fell to the ground, constantly trembling, and making a sound of contention.

Zhu Yifei's heart ached, she knelt on one knee, gritted her teeth, and the sweat was dripping down, forming a puddle, and there were several wild laughs from the sword, as if she wanted to break free.

Three black shadows landed less than ten steps in front of them, and they were the black butterflies on the necks of Hongyan Ling, Yin Yang and the Deadly Butterfly.

"I didn't expect you to be able to kill all these demon soldiers, it's really unusual" Hongyan Ling wiped the purple-black blood that overflowed from the corners of his lips, squinted and smiled.

"It's just a little demon, you can use three of your thirteen demons to hunt down and kill, isn't it too much to look down on me" Zhu Yifei first sneered a few times, and then said slowly.

"It's you who think highly of yourself, and you're not the only one in this Great Yuan Void Realm who is crossing the demon tribulation, we killed you, just by the way"

Then rushed to kill the butterfly and saw her with her head down, sweating like rain, the magic light around her body flickered, the sword in her hand continued to tremble on the ground, faintly roaring, and the purple-black demon spirit breath floated above the red blade, and couldn't help laughing

"Sister, if you want to go to the Demon Realm, my sister can take care of you, but it's not as troublesome as cultivating immortals."

"You, dreaming" Zhu Yifei's plum blossom-like mark on his forehead was red like blood, and his white fingers held the hilt of the sword, and he staggered to his feet.

The Death Snatcher was secretly surprised when she saw her appearance, but Hongyan Ling smiled and said: "Little sister, since you like her, I'll give it to you, let's kill a little demon together, it's really a bit of a loss of identity" After that, he took Yin Yang's arm and took half a step back.

"Fei'er, are you alright?"

Shumo's worried voice suddenly came from the soul sea, and Zhu Yifei was a little speechless in pain, but just gritted her teeth and snorted.

The Death Butterfly stepped forward slowly, her slender waist and beautiful legs looming under the black veil, and her black hair was casually on her shoulders, many times better than her embarrassed appearance.

There was a stinging pain in her neck, Zhu Yifei stared at her eyes and was pressed to the ground, unable to move, the foot of the fatal butterfly stepped on her collarbone, moved slightly, clicked, she felt as if her chest was surrounded by a hot liquid, and the fishy sweetness overflowing from her throat spread to her mouth, and she opened her mouth to spew out a stream of blood.

The three Yuan Babies were wrapped in the pink lotus under the seat, and only the remaining spirit buds were swaying on their shoulders, and at this time, their heads were already drooping down on the ground, and their lives were ethereal.

The fatal butterfly squatted down, gently scraped the sharp fingertips on the pink petal, and laughed softly: "Tut-tut, I worked hard to get such two babies, and now as long as I move a little, there will be no more, I heard that your natal real body is a piece of precious jade, and there is just a lack of a chair in my butterfly palace, will it be beautiful to carve with you?"

Zhu Yifei's consciousness was chaotic, and there seemed to be a strange breath flowing around his body, sometimes scorching and sometimes cold, accompanied by the sound of the sword of ice and fire, constantly increasing and weakening, and he couldn't hear other sounds in his ears at all.

"Time is pressing, I won't play with you" The fatal butterfly said, opened his five fingers, grabbed one of the Yuan Infant Powder Lotus, and the magic breath on his arm overflowed, transforming into the state of a dragon, opening his mouth, and tearing down.

Hundreds of veins swelled and cracked, seven orifices spurted blood, Zhu Yifei gritted his teeth and let out a slight moan, his consciousness finally came to his senses for a moment, turned his head and glared angrily, raised his hand and grabbed the arm of the fatal butterfly, the light of gold dust in the palm of his hand was sheng, and a scorching breath instantly diffused, and the life-killing butterfly screamed in pain, and shook it off vigorously, but the whole arm was torn off from his wrist.

The moment his body took off, a cloud of black qi suddenly burst out and sank into the Ice and Fire Sword at an extremely fast speed, and Hongyan Ling and the others were shocked by the injury of the Fatal Butterfly, and they didn't notice it at all.

"Dare to hurt me, it's good, go to death" The killer butterfly shouted hatefully, and the black butterfly on her neck flew out in an instant as if she had received an order, spread her wings, and pressed the white-clothed woman lying on the ground without any power to fight back under her, bowing her head and shaking constantly, as if she was gnawing.

Zhu Yifei held the sharp teeth of the black butterfly with one hand, and drew the talisman with blood on the other hand, but he didn't think that the talisman was just half drawn, and the palm of his hand was suddenly filled, and a deep voice came from his ear: "Fei'er, kill"

A strange power came into the body from the palm of the hand, and at this time, the black butterfly lowered his head and pressed down, the sharp teeth and steel teeth were only an inch away from the lips, this force was pressed against the arm from the strange meridians, lying on the side of the head under the black butterfly, the body opened the restraints and slid down, and at the same time, the wrist was forced, and it instantly broke free from its magic breath entanglement, and glided more than ten steps away.

Standing up and looking at the severed fangs in his hand, Zhu Yifei suddenly sneered arrogantly: "You dare to swallow my Yuan Baby, today, I want you to die."

After speaking, he raised the ice and fire sword in his hand and stepped forward, and before the three afterimages were finished, he got along with the tip of the nose of the deadly butterfly, and the sword entered the rebellious soul.

"This, how is it possible" The Death Butterfly also reacted quickly, retreated, and the demonic breath in his body gushed out wildly, covering the entire reverse soul body, and also blocking the wound left by the sword just now.

Zhu Yifei didn't let her think, the lotus foot moved slightly, two rays of ice and fire light rose to the sky, and there was a hot and cold breath in the Dayuan Void Realm, through the cover of the devil's breath, it penetrated into the wound, and the face of the deadly butterfly jade alternated red and purple, and she couldn't help but shiver.

In a trance, Zhu Yifei's sword was sent to his forehead, and the black butterfly saw that his master was suffering, flapped his wings, and after falling down his spine at once, he opened his mouth and was about to bite off her neck, but he saw a huge black fox head melt out of the void, opened his mouth, and swallowed it whole.

The "caracal ......" life-killing butterfly barely dodged Zhu Yifei's attack, and when she saw the scene just now, her heart exploded, her eyes turned completely red, and her two hands stretched out several times, opening like a tree supporting the sky, showing her demonic state, and grabbing the black fox's head.

Zhu Yifei pointed at the sky, jumped up, the sword in his hand slammed and closed, and the blades of ice and fire flew out, like a rain of red flowers and snow in the sky, directly hitting the life-killing butterfly and turning into a ten-thousand-foot tall demon body, but was blocked back by the demonic breath as thick as a city wall.

"Fei'er, raise your sword and attack directly, don't use spells"

"Yes"

Zhu Yifei returned to the French style, stepped into the void, shrunk the ground into inches, and stabbed the face door of the life-killing butterfly with a sword.

The fatal butterfly had one paw horizontally, and the other claw grabbed the two remaining baby lotuses on Zhu Yifei's shoulder, and when it was not touched, he saw a pair of slender fox eyes, and a long black tail wrapped around his wrist, and then the demonic claw quickly disappeared, turning into a wisp of purple-black demon spirit breath and burrowing into the fox's nose.

Zhu Yifei did not pause or hesitate in holding the sword, even when piercing the head of the Deadly Butterfly.

Landing lightly, the flying snow was bloodstained on the fairy clothes, the clothes were trampled in the hunting wind, the long hair was scattered, the eyebrows and eyes were fierce, and there was an indescribable evil.

The demonic state dissipated, and the Death Butterfly lay down on the ground, slowly turning into a black butterfly, flapping its wings twice and then no longer moving.

Hongyan Ling and Yin Yang were stunned, for them, this should have been a one-sided battle to win, how suddenly, the lamb became a tiger wolf, but the tiger wolf was abused into ants, they looked at the natal state of the butterfly in disbelief, and looked at Zhu Yifei, who was even more evil than them, and hesitated to make a move for a while.

"You two, don't come back yet" A low roar suddenly came from the void, and Hongyan Ling and Yin Yang, who were looking at each other head-on, immediately knelt down and shouted: "No" Immediately, it turned into two black lights and flew away.

Zhu Yifei staggered to the black butterfly with a sword, and a heavenly fire talisman appeared in his palm, and before he could shoot it, he heard a familiar voice ringing in his ears: "Amitabha, demon girl, be merciful."