Obviously, Thor wanted to pretend to be angry and angry to make those Death Butterflies feel afraid, but apparently this group of Death Butterflies were not afraid of the sky, and instead of fearing, they began to unite and spin at high speed in the air. They rotated in the opposite direction to the direction of the Thunder Temple's net, and Thor regretted intimidating them a little when he saw this scene.

A swarm of Death Butterflies in the sky were moving at high speed, they wanted to break through the defense of the Thunder Temple, and they all knew that Thor's defense was very low.

The bright starry sky was blocked by something like a huge black tornado, and they were all Death Butterflies! At this moment, they are like a hovering black dragon, sometimes roaring and sometimes screaming.

The air formed a particularly harsh sound due to the violent friction, and Wu Yishuang had a headache when she heard this sound and wanted to cover her ears, but she still had Qingmang in her hands and couldn't block her ears with two hands, so she had to bear it.

The cooperation of the Grim Reaper Butterfly is very tacit, they all fly according to a certain rhythm, and they don't even fall behind.

"Lord Thor, give up resistance! Lord Death asked us to kill a person who was looking for the Death Palace, of course you don't have to die, but they must die! ”

The voice of the huge purple-black Death Butterfly from before gradually came through the air, but it was not very clear, and it was a vague feeling.

The ball lightning conjured by Thor was still "crackling", and he couldn't understand why Death was so cruel. Why do people who look for him have to die, Thor doesn't remember that Death is such a cruel person, even if the name of Death is Death, he is actually more merciful.

Something must have happened in between, and there must have been a misunderstanding.

"Death Butterfly friends, stop, I'm sure there must be some misunderstanding in between!" Thor shouted in his Thunder Temple, hoping that the Death Butterflies would have a good chat with them, instead of coming up and seeing them as enemies.

But soon they got the answer of the Death Butterfly, and they didn't want to talk to Thor. They are to do their duty to kill those who come to find death, but not Thor. Because even if they want to kill Thor, they don't have that ability, and even if they unite again, they can't kill Thor, the head of the ancient artifact!

The Thunder Temple Lock began to weave through the air instead of merging into the blue-gold Thunder Temple Net. Thor hoped to use the Thunder Temple Lock to disturb or disrupt the Death Butterfly's high-speed movement, but he was soon disappointed. The Death Butterfly on it flew so fast that even if the Emperor Lightning Thunder Temple lock touched the Death Butterfly, it would be bounced open.

The white powder slowly developed in the Grim Reaper Butterfly, and Thor knew that thing was Death Powder.

The faint white of the black tornado formed by the Grim Reaper butterflies in the sky loomed, and they were like a moving landscape painting, constantly changing and rotating in the starry sky of the night sky.

Wu Yishuang held Qingmang in her hand, and she didn't know what she could do. He even said that he didn't know whether he should be afraid or brave, so he stared blankly at the black and white tornado in the sky.

Her eyes were empty, and she looked at the Death Butterfly in the air and muttered, "How does this scene seem familiar?" How can I think this scene is beautiful? ”

Wu Yishuang was stunned, she could clearly feel that there was a faint scene in the memory of the disappeared this month, and even felt so kind! She didn't understand what was wrong with her, but she wanted to remember the incomprehensible memories in her mind. It was important for her to see the scene now and know that it was important for her to feel that she had broken the Grim Reaper Butterfly in her memory.

First Ye's weakened body finally slowly recovered, and this qiē relied on the ability of his own rose spirit.

"The wildfire can't be blown endlessly, and the spring breeze blows and grows again!" This is the exclusive ability of the Rose Elves, and they are equivalent to the storage zài of a healer.

The first leaf exuded a golden light and a pink glow, and then smashed two misty rays into Chu Tianjie's body. Immediately after, Chu Tianjie trembled violently.

"Sister Frost! Come and help! Come and hold down the master, otherwise his movement will lead to damage to the tendons! "The first leaf is constantly transmitting this misty light energy to Chu Tianjie there, and there is no extra hand to hold Chu Tianjie." Sister Frost? Sister Frost, what are you doing? “

First Ye looked at Wu Yishuang who was in a daze on the side, and his heart was very anxious, he roared and shouted to Wu Yishuang: "Dance Yishuang!" If you don't take Chu Tianjie, he's going to die! ”

The loud roar even made the Death Butterfly stop their speed for a moment, and they looked at the Thunder God and the First Leaf in the Thunder Temple Net below in horror.

"Ancient artifacts Thor and Rose Elves!" Their hearts were a little broken, and the Death Butterfly knew that it seemed to be running into a hard stubble, but fortunately, none of them rose and did not have the ability to destroy the world as before.

Immediately after that, the speed of their spinning began to increase, and more and more Death Powder was released at the same time as they wanted to fight quickly. It can be said that every Grim Reaper butterfly is covered with Grim Reaper powder, but it just can't reach the Thunder Hall Net.

Wu Yishuang walked out of her memory because of the roar of the first leaf, and she looked at the death butterfly in the sky and said in her heart: "Are you indiscriminate! ”

"What's wrong with the first leaf? Chu Tianjie, wasn't he able to slowly recover his body by himself, why did he have convulsions now? ”

"It's all my fault, you hold him down, and I'll explain it to you slowly."

The first leaf explained to Dance Frost as he transmitted energy.

"The master's physical condition can be recovered on his own, but you can also see that Thor can't last long. His ability is mainly to attack, so he can't protect you. Once a little bit of the Reaper Butterfly's Reaper Powder enters the protective shield, then both you and your master will die! "First Ye's words began to become faster, and at the same time, he was a little difficult, because he was also recovering for Chu Tianjie." The master can't be dizzy all the time, because no one can run fast on his back, and we need a sober master to use all our strength. So I used my Rose Spirit ability to heal him, but I was so anxious that I injected the two energies of Dishan and the Rose Spirit into the master's body at the same time, and I didn't control the energy. Then the master began to convulsions because his body could not receive such a large amount of energy, but if he convulsed like this while repairing his body, it would cause the tendons and veins to be permanently bent or broken, and in fact, life was worse than death. So it's all my fault, you have to take the good master, his future in your hands! “

Speaking of the end, the first leaf truth slapped his mouth, he had previously let the zombie lord attack, bringing the entire team into a stalemate. Then he injured Lan Xinren again, and now he almost killed his master. Qiē blamed him, he felt that he was simply a burden.

"I'm just a dead star, I should be placed in the Thor space forever!" First Ye said to himself viciously, now he wants to kill himself.

Wu Yishuang listened to what First Ye said herself, and she smiled: "No, Xiao Ye has always been very powerful." You just don't control your own energy, or you don't know how much energy you output. After mastering it, you will be amazing, and now that Chu Tianjie has my control, he will be fine. ”

She hopes that the first leaf will not give up on himself, now they are a team or a family, everyone is crucial, she doesn't want anyone to be hurt, she wants the first leaf to regain his self-confidence, to find the optimism that belongs to him.