"Why are we running, can't we deal with them yet?" Frost Dew was puzzled, judging from the current situation, they didn't look like they were going to lose.

"You'll find out later. ”

The fat man laughed, he stood beside Bai Ye, although the sweat soaked his tattered robe, and there were even several shocking scars on his body, but now he was really much cuter in the eyes of the frosty dew.

A desperate wail resounded through the sky where there was only the sound of shouting and killing. It was an ordinary Yuanying Monk, who was originally fanatically chasing down Bai Ye and the others with the team, but now, he turned into ashes and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Just because he was in the crowd, he stabbed the butterfly fluttering in the wind with his flying sword. At first, only a few monks around him noticed the horror of these butterflies, but soon, hundreds of infant monks realized their horror.

Countless people howled in pain, in the face of absolute strength, the weak can only surrender. A second ago, they were cultivators who were high up in the eyes of mortals, noble immortal masters, but now, they were nothing more than undead under the wings of a few butterflies.

No, they weren't even the undead, because their souls were also torn apart by these Nine Dome Wind Butterflies, igniting black fires, and finally falling in desperate screams, and no one could save them.

"This ......... There are still such terrifying butterflies in the world. Frostdew sighed, and she looked at the Yuanying monks who were running around in frantical directions. A second ago, they were still chasing after each other, but now, they are facing the crisis of falling.

"The world is so big that there are no surprises, and the depth of this world is far beyond the human race can peep. In the distance, Hyunya reverted to human form, and he stared at the group of Terran monks who were fighting alongside him, his eyes full of complexity.

"You, why do you want to help me?" Bai Ye looked back, and at this moment, his heart was full of puzzlement. He can understand everyone else, but the demon clan, he must understand it well, if he doesn't get it right, he will be involved in the whirlpool of cause and effect.

"You have the breath of our gods. ”

Hyunya was silent for a moment, he looked at the white night squarely, and said seriously. As he spoke, the remaining nine members of the demon clan were all looking forward to it, the gods of the demon clan, in this era, even if one appears, it is possible to lead the revival of the demon clan.

Bai Ye was speechless, he just nodded, which was considered a tacit acquiescence. What you owe to others, you have to pay it back after all, when he woke up in his last life, the sky sent a terrifying thunderstorm, and he was going to be killed, if it weren't for the three drops of Fan Liyuan blood brought to him by the Lechuan River, I am afraid that today, there will be no name for the white night.

"The descendants of the Ten Thousand Demon Clan's Hyun Wu lineage Hyun Ya, meet the gods of our clan. Hyun Ya and the other nine people all knelt down on one knee at this moment, put one hand on their right shoulder, and performed the ancient salute.

"Great, when we return to the clan, we will definitely report this matter and welcome you back to the clan. Hyun Ya was extremely excited, and now he was much happier than he was to get the True Martial Sword.

"No need to be polite, this is a demon clan's thing, and I will return it to you today, which can be regarded as a part of the cause and effect. Bai Ye stretched out his hand, and a trace of purple stars sparked on his fingertips, and in the blink of an eye, it shot into Hyunya's eyebrows.

Bai Ye smiled and saluted Hyunya.

"Tell Bi Fang for me, saying that Mo Cheng owes the demon clan something, and Mo Cheng will come to pay it back in person when the time comes. ”

Hyunya nodded, a glint flashing in his dark pupils. Then, together with the other nine people, they turned into ten streamers, disappeared in front of the white night and others, and swayed up in this heavenly dome.

There is a huge gap in the sky. If this Blood Sacrifice Array is compared to a huge cage that envelops heaven and earth, then this gap is an exit to the world outside the Corpse City.

"Little junior brother, what should we do?"

"Kill them all. As soon as Bai Ye's words changed, he raised his hand and pointed directly at the cultivators who were slaughtered by the butterflies.

Not far away, dozens of infant monks frantically used their own techniques, avoiding the butterflies flying in the air, lest they be affected by their butterfly wings.

This is really terrifying, the previous immortal blood sacrifice, they can understand. After all, it was a game set up by the immortals, and it was not comparable to their mortal cultivators, but why did a simple butterfly have such terrifying strength.

They were terrified, they scattered in all directions, they used their skills, and they fled frantically. But all these efforts were to no avail, and the flying butterfly would still slaughter these monks with its gaudy beauty and terrifying means.

Some people yelled and flew frantically towards the exit above the dome, but they were stopped by countless tulips and violets, and tried to flee elsewhere, and countless white papers appeared, and the fat man had a silver magpie on his head, looking at them obscenely.

In the midst of their earth-shattering screams, under the beautiful butterfly wings of the Nine Dome Wind Butterfly, their bodies and souls, one after another, turned to ashes and disappeared with the wind between the wind and the earth.

"It's over........." Leng Chen and Xue Chan both sighed, their beautiful eyes were dim and a little haggard. Everything that has happened during this time is far beyond their means.

A moment later, thousands of monks, all of them fell into this heaven and earth. Between the whole heaven and earth, in addition to the white night and his party, there are only countless white bones left, and there are butterflies dancing slowly in the air, they are like the most exquisite elves in the world, beautiful and extraordinary.

"White night, something is wrong. Ye Qingyan snorted, he saw a few butterflies, fanned their wings, and actually flew towards the white night. Bai Ye looked up, and he had a creepy feeling, because he saw four or five butterflies, flying towards him at a very fast speed.

"I'll go, it's black luck. The fat man exclaimed, he ran the Dao method, and his eyes emitted a silver light, because of the curse seal, he could clearly see that above Bai Ye's head, there were countless black mist surrounding him.

That is the black luck, among the monks, there is an atmospheric luck, the color of the fog around him will show a colorful scene, very auspicious, such as the emperor of the world, their luck, will be presented in the form of a dragon.

Not everyone is born with atmospheric luck, so their auspicious aura is often accompanied by a black mist. That is black luck, the more black luck, the greater the possibility of a person being unlucky.

The solitary star that mortals call is a typical example of the flood of black luck, and in their mist, a full ninety-eight percent of it is black luck.

On Bai Ye's body, what the fat man saw was ninety-nine percent black luck, and the rest was a pink mist. The fat man was completely speechless, even the curse of the immortals failed to cut off all the peach blossoms in the white night.

Everyone looked at the white night nervously, and three butterflies surrounded him. It was the Nine Dome Wind Butterfly, its thin butterfly wings, and with a slight fan, the white night would cease to exist, and just like those people just now, it would turn into ashes.

However, the next moment, a breeze rose, and the three Nine Dome Wind Butterflies began to soar rapidly around the white night, like a dance, and they were the three dancers.

Colored powder, fluttering in their butterfly dance, white night looked at him, a feeling of dizziness came over him. ...............

"Little junior brother, you ...... Are you alright?"

Bai Ye turned around and saw the Thousand Pupils of the North Darkness with a worried face, and there was a purple-gold brilliance in her heavy pupils, and Bai Ye was stunned when she saw it.

is also a double pupil, and Bai Ye can better understand her emotions. She was worried, worried about losing. Since entering the Beifeng Frontier, everything she has experienced along the way has made the eldest princess of the Cold Night Empire have an inexplicable affection for this teenager who is too much younger than herself.

That feeling is dependence, cherishing, and liking. Her family disappointed her, even despaired. But White Night is different, this teenager, as soon as he appeared, broke her emotional barrier.

Except for Luo Qianying, Bai Ye can be regarded as the second person to enter her heart. Surrounded by those three terrifying butterflies just now, she was really worried that such a lovely boy would disappear in front of her eyes like this.

"Senior sister, don't worry, I am blessed with a great life, how can I die?" Bai Ye smiled, this warm feeling in his heart was exactly what he had been longing for before.

"Cut ......" The fat man pursed his lips, and said in his heart that your kid has been riddled with black luck, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will be unlucky and face the danger of falling.

Glancing at the thousands of IOUs in his storage bag, the fat man felt very happy and satisfied, and it was worth it to follow this kid. That's thousands of IOUs, representing thousands of causes and effects, and cause and effect will involve luck.

His way is luck. So he became a god, but he was only a half-ass, except for the white night, there were some things that he couldn't calculate.

Although he is only a half-hung god, the old man said that as long as he is willing to persevere, one day, he will rise with a person, fight in this world together, and leave an immortal story.

Bai Ye lowered his head, and he slowly flew towards the big hole in the top of the sky with everyone. But his thoughts had already drifted away.

The butterfly fans of the three Nine Dome Wind Butterflies made him see some pictures of the past years. Those years were not his years, but came from others, and what he saw was someone else's way, someone else's life.

There was also one butterfly that made a deep impression on him. It was a dark blue butterfly, a pattern of scales on a pair of wings, like a pair of deep eyes, conveying everything to him.

"The deep blue butterfly points straight to the vastness. "It is a legend that has existed since the time of the flood era, and it belongs only to the legend of the vast butterfly.